Author's note: Ya'll voted unanimously for a sequel to "The Princess and the Dragon" so here it goes. First chapter ties in directly to the last chapter of TPATD except for the perspective of Nancy rather than Freddy. Also, special thanks to Type Unique Pen Name Here and Interest for the support and feed back they have given me in the development of this.

Warning: Rated M for non-con sex, but whether this sex is any good I can't promise, (I don't think I've ever written a straight-human sex scene) violence and swearing.

Disclaimer: I own neither A Nightmare on Elm Street and its characters or the various fairy tales the chapter will be based off.

IMPORTANT NOTICE! READ THIS! I honestly wasn't expecting The Princess and the Dragon to be such a success so I had no plans for a sequel. I have a basic plot in mind now, but in order for this story to continue you need to tell me what fairy tales you would like to see as I build up.

Fairy Tales

"Nancy." She flinched when he said her name, "Do you remember when you were little and we played down there?" He meant the secret cave, a tear escaped her eyelids even as she tried to keep them hidden.

Memories flashed behind her eyes of unnecessary touching, inappropriate photographs, and oddly a dumb PSA warning about child molesting from the old Sonic the Hedgehog cartoon. "Don't!" She begged, "Please!" She hated how weak she sounded, especially after how strong she had become, or thought she had since Freddy had first intervened in her recent life.

"That's all we did…We played," Freddy lifted her skirt, but Nancy didn't notice, she was a little distracted by his lips as they pressed against her cheeks, one at a time, then her forehead. Only then did Nancy notice the skirt, but she couldn't fight, Freddy wouldn't let her. His next words made her stomach twist in a sickening knot, "That's nothing compared to what we're going to do now…"

He kissed her.

Nancy screamed, his mouth was rough, his tongue demanding and hungry. She struggled as much as she could through whatever invisible binds he held her with, this seemed only to encourage him however. He pulled her up to him gripping her tightly to his body, she could feel his desire building. "Nancy." He moaned in her ear, "My little Princess…"

He started to nibble at her neck, and a tearing noise informed Nancy of the fact that his claws were now cutting up the dress he had put her in to reveal her naked form. Part of her was glad to be out of it, but at the same time she was now completely nude in front of Freddy Krueger, who had killed her friends, stolen her innocence as a child, and was about to do so again.

"Freddy! Freddy please! Don't please!" She screamed, "Please, please, please Freddy! Freddy!"

He only chuckled.

"God no! No, no, no, no!"

He pressed her back against the cot. He licked her neck again, pushing his body as close to her as possible. She shut her mouth tight as his lips reached hers, determined not to let him violate her mouth a second time. He overpowered her, Freddy's tongue and the taste of death claimed her again, but Nancy hadn't lost her will to fight. She bit down as hard as she could on the invader.

Freddy grunted, but overall her offense had the opposite affect she wanted.

He smiled and bit back, tearing her lip and licking away the blood.

Nancy screamed and thrust her head back away from him, wiping at her mouth, partly to spit out the blood in her mouth, and partly to clean away his salvia. While she was busy with this Freddy began to shed his own cloths. He clawed her arm to get her attention, "Look at me, Bitch! Look at what your whore mother and her friends did!"

She didn't want to look, but Nancy knew that if she didn't he would only make this worse, bad as it was already, Nancy didn't want to push him further. The burns on his face were revolting enough, but his chest made her sick, not at how they looked, but how much she imagined it must have hurt.

She didn't dare look below his waist.

"Come here!" He snarled. Nancy sniffed, but obeyed. Freddy kissed her again, harder and rougher. He clutched her back painfully with both his clawed glove and his scared fingers and jagged finger nails. He removed his mouth only to lick her face, her tears. Nancy tried to keep her eyes shut, it didn't matter which way or the other, her vision was so blurred from crying that she couldn't see anything even when she had them open.

Sooner than she expected, he was fucking her. His claws sliced her skin lightly, marking her as his. Nancy gasped once and screamed next. She fought him, scratching at his back with her nails and biting him when he got too close to her, but it wasn't long before she realized he was letting her fight because that was what he wanted. It was some sort of sick turn on for him.

So Nancy went limp and let him do her. Freddy chuckled and it dawned on her that Freddy didn't care if she fought him, obeyed him, or even met him mutually. She shuddered as he continued to thrust into her, all he wanted was her. Since a certain book series came out Nancy had noticed an increase of girls who seemed to think that having someone who was that obsessed with them was romantic, but she begged to differ, and was sure if any of them were in her place they'd change their minds.

Finally, Freddy gave a satisfied sigh and released her.

Nancy closed her eyes and looked away from him, determined not to start bawling while in his presence. His hand fondled her leg once more, "Mmmm, you're such a good girl, Little Nancy." he said with a chuckle.

"FUCK YOU!" She snapped angrily, swerving her head to look at him again. He'd just raped her, and now he acted like it was like a dog doing a trick for a treat.

Freddy cocked his head, "So soon?" He cupped her chin and licked her face, "I was going to give you some time to recover, but if you insist…"

"No!" Nancy shouted, "No! That's not what I- Stop!"

Too late. He was at it again. Nancy shut her eyes again and took it. Thankfully this time Freddy did take it as slow and finished with her quickly.

She felt him get up, but remained where she was. He shuffled around a bit but didn't say anything new. Things were quiet for God knew how long. Nancy kept her eyes closed, wishing she could be somewhere else, anywhere else. God, how she longed to have a normal dream again.

Freddy's footsteps moved away from her, and she dared open her eyes. He stood in the doorway, fully dressed (including his hat), back to her, clawed hand on the wall. He started to tap.

He glanced over his shoulder, smirking, "When you're ready to come out, I have surprise for you." He didn't say anything else but simply stepped outside, closing the door behind him. The sound of it slamming echoed around her, and only when she was sure Freddy couldn't hear her did she start to cry. Her sobs echoed even louder than the door. Her body ached from his various assaults, and Nancy could only cry harder knowing that she was going to have eternity (or at least until Freddy decided to kill her) of this to look forward to.

She knew now there was no God, or if there was, he didn't care, otherwise she wouldn't be here.

At last Nancy couldn't cry anymore, and the only sound was her sniffs, gasps and hiccups. She stared at the door, expecting that Freddy would barge back in and start again. Her breathing returned to normal and she realized Freddy wouldn't come back unless he got tired of waiting for her... And so far her Nightmare had shown incredible patience.

She didn't want to leave. She didn't want to know what sort of 'surprise' Freddy had waiting for her, and she most certainly didn't want to go out there naked. Speaking of her nudity, Nancy noticed how cold she was. She looked around, but only found the blankets on Freddy's bed as cover. Nancy made a face, but wrapped the cloth around her.

She'd stay here for now, but she knew curiosity and boredom would force her to face Freddy and his surprise eventually. She shuddered and lay back, and had to wonder what would happen if she tried to fall asleep here.

Author's end note: PLEASE WHEN YOU REVIEW TO MENTION WHICH FAIRY TALES YOU WOULD LIKE ME TO WRITE!