The Nightmare I've Become.
Summary:
Alison Walker-Phillips is a horror movie fanatic who just moved back to her old home: 1426 Elm Street. So when her old preschool friend: Quentin, tells her about his nightmares and Freddy, the old gardener at their preschool- she herself starts having nightmares! Now it's a race against the clock to stay awake, or die trying! (2010 Version of NMOES)
A/N: Okay, this is my first story! *cheers* I'm so happy to be able to post this, it's taken me awhile... There's the Prologue and Chapter One in here, because I was to lazy to make separate chapters. :P So! Here... We... Go!
Disclaimer: I do not own ANOES, I only own Alice and her father.
Prologue:
She thought that it was all over.
She believed her thoughts.
She thought it was all over when they found the 'secret cave',
When they found his room,
When she brought him into their world,
When they killed and burned him.
She was wrong when he killed her mother in a mirror,
When she drifted to sleep and saw him again,
"Nancy... Nancy..."
When her eyes opened, she was in her bed, her body covered with sweat. Black dots danced in her sleepy vision as she sat up. Dots of red danced to her bathroom. And as she stood up and walked to her bathroom, it was like she wasn't doing it herself. Like her body just moved without her knowing about it. With her eyes still heavy with sleep, she walked inside the tiny bathroom, hearing the eerie sound of something dripping...
"The mirror Nancy..."
Her eyes made way to the mirror. There, in large, red, dripping words was:
"I'M NOT DONE NANCY. THERE'S YOU, YOUR BOYFRIEND, AND ONE MORE."
"I'M WAITING..."
Her eyes widened slightly and she grabbed a towel, wet it, and started wiping off the words. It seemed to make it worse, as now all she had was a big smear all over. But then, there was a face. It looked like her face: sleep deprived. As she stared at it a bit longer, it started to melt away... into his face. When she moved, so did his. When she began to get worried, his expression turned into a smirk.
No no no! Wake up, WAKE UP!
He was still alive, and she was still dreaming.
"Nancy..."
A scream filled the silent night, but it was silenced, for the last time.
Chapter One:
Home Sweet Home.
The car sped along the empty roads. I, of course, was paying no attention. My attention was focused on the horror movie playing on my dad's portable DVD player. This one was labeled: "Scariest Movie in 2010!" Psh. Yeah right. This sucked! The acting, the plot...
"Alison... Alice..." A voice sounded in my ears. My eyebrows knitted in confusion: that was definally not the movie!
"Alison... I'm waiting..."
My vision blurred out of no-where. What the heck?
"...Alice! Yo! Alison-"
"WHAT?" I said over the movie to my father, in which, I guess I shouted because he gave me a disapproving look.
"We're here." He said, setting the car in park.
I sighed and watched him get out of the car. Ugh. It was such a long ride from our old home to Springwood... And it was such a sad, old, tiny, pathetic town. I was already getting tired just thinking about it. My eyelids fluttered slightly, then they shut completely. It had been a long trip...
My eyes snapped open when I heard sirens. I looked over and a house away an ambulance was parked, the drivers loading up the victim. I got a short glance at the poor girl. She was bleeding terribly. Scratch marks seemed to be raked all over her body. Four distinct claw marks... that's what they were. They had the breathing mask over her mouth, and I could see she was barely breathing. What the heck happened?
"1, 2, Freddy's coming for you..."
My eyes reverted to *maybe* a year older than me depressed looking dude standing, his eyes switching from the girl, then to me, then back.
"3, 4, Better lock your door..."
My eyes reverted farther, seeing 3 young girls playing jump rope. The creepy part? They all look really familiar to me. Weird. They continued chanting.
"5, 6, Grab your crucifix. 7, 8, Gonna stay up late. 9, 10-"
The next thing that happened was really weird. It was as if someone had paused time with a fancy remote. But, everyone's lifeless eyes were focused on me. The depressed looking dude, the ambulance drivers, the girl, the kids playing jumprope... It was like a scene directly out of a horror movie. I turned away, slightly freaked out. I just stared at the DVD player, which was off, I guess.
"Come on..." I groaned, smacking my hand against the screen to try and get it started again.,
The screen seemed to lighten after that, and soon enough, it was all white. And the light like, burned. A tiny black spot- like an ant- came onto the screen. I leaned in, squinting at it. This is getting weird... It was a person. As he started getting closer and closer to the screen, I realized something and snapped backward. The guy actually lept out of the screen, half of his body still inside the screen! He was badly burned I could say, but his face was masked by a dark fedora. One of his hands had a glove, with knifes for fingers. He was wearing a red and green striped sweater.
But the thing that weirded me out- This guy looked familiar!
A growl emerged from deep in his throat and he used his ungloved hand and pinned- actually pinned- me to my car seat. I flinched. A smirk danced on his face. My guess? He could see how scared I was.
"9, 10, Never sleep again!"
With that, he raised his gloved hand.
In result- I screamed.
My eyes snapped opened, and I found myself gasping for air, my headphones on the floor, and my hands over my head (which was kind of dumb if someone was trying to kill me, I should of been protecting my vital organs). The movie still played, the credits starting to roll. I looked around with quick movements. Everything was the same. Nothing ever really happened. I sighed of relief.
It was just a dream.
At least, I continued to think that, until I saw the ambulance drive away, sirens blaring and the depressed boy looking at me.
"I'm waiting…" A chilling voice said in the back of my mind.
And my best guess was that was the burned-fedora-sweater-claw-dude.
A/N: Please review!