~I don't own Freddy Krueger, just me and my friends~
It was a dark and cold evening on September 13. Everyone was going on their lives, that includes one teenage girl. She wasn't one of those popular kids at her school who talks about boys, clothes, and drama; she was a simple girl with a simple life ahead of her. Everything was the same always, but tonight...this one was different.
The teenager was sleeping on the couch at 9 o'clock. She seemed be so calm and relaxed, but all of a sudden, her eyes snapped open. She groaned in pain as she try to sit up; she manage to do it. She then looked around at the surroundings; she was in the middle of a road that was surrounded by many houses.
"Where am I?" she questioned.
Something about this place gives her bad feelings in the bottom of her stomach. It only increased when she looked up at a sign: ELM STREET. Her dark green eyes widen in horror.
"Oh no!" she gasped.
"One, two...Freddy's coming for you"
She snapped her head to right where she noticed three creepy, little girls playing jump rope outside of an old, abandoned house. All of them were singing this creepy song. She was starting to get petrified.
"Three, four...better lock your door...five, six...grab your crucifix...seven, eight...better stay up late..."
She slowly got up from the ground; she was starting to shake in fear, not knowing what's going to happen next.
"Nine, ten...never sleep again"
Now the teenager is really freaked out; her eyes widened in horror.
"I got to get outta!" she exclaimed.
"Hi", said a little, innocent voice behind the frightened teen.
She slowly turned around and saw a little girl. This little, naïve girl was no older than five. She was wearing a pink dress and has candy-red ribbons that tied her auburn, wavy hair back out of her face. Out of everything that stands out, it was the little girl's deep brown eyes.
"Hi, what's your name?" the little girl questioned sweetly.
"Rebecca", she hesitantly replied. "What's yours?"
The little girl giggled, which creep out Rebecca more. She looked at Rebecca and smiled.
"I won't tell", she said innocently.
SCRRRREEEECCHH! Rebecca jumped and gasped loudly. It sounded like metal on metal scraping the side of a wall.
"What was that?!" she questioned.
There was no response. She looked down and noticed the little girl was gone. She was to panic and looked all around her. Until she saw the little girl skipping up to an old, abandoned house where the jumprope girls were. The little girl stopped and looked at the petrified teenager before entering the house.
"I gotta go now", she said with a small smile on her face.
"Wait, little girl, don't go in there!" she yelled.
Unfortunately, the little girl had already walked into the house. She muttered something under her breath before running into the house. This house was different out of all of them. The teenager didn't realized that she stepped into the house of 1428 Elm Street.
Rebecca walked into the home; this place was in really bad condition. The walls were peeling, the furniture was moldy, mice and insects were roaming around big piles of trash all over the floor. This could be mistaken as a haunted house for all she knows. Rebecca skimmed through the living room and didn't see the little girl.
"Little girl!" she called out.
BAM! The front door slammed all by itself. Rebecca turned around and gasped really loud when all of a sudden, she heard giggling. She turned around and looked down the hallway. She sees the little girl about to go to the basement. The teenager slowly walked up to her. Before she can even open the door, Rebecca stopped her.
"Hey!" she exclaimed.
The little girl looked up at her with those innocent, brown eyes.
"Where are you going?" questioned the teenager.
"To see my friend", the little girl simply replied.
Rebecca raised her right eyebrow at her.
"Whose your friend?" she questioned.
She giggled and smiled up at Rebecca.
"I won't tell", she simply replied back.
Rebecca was getting a little irritated with the girl's answers. She rubbed the side of her forehead and sighed.
Rebecca simply said,"Just tell me-"
She cut herself off when she noticed the little girl wasn't in the room anymore. She looked all around the room.
"Where'd you go?" she questioned herself.
She then looked at the door where the girl was originally standing in front of, the basement door was ajar. Rebecca was starting to get a bad feeling in her stomach.
"Aw, man" she muttered to herself.
She slowly walked up to the basement door. She looked down the steps; the basement was dim, she can only make out a little bit of light flickering down at the bottom of the steps.
"Little girl?" she called out.
She heard the little girl's giggles down the basement. She slowly started down the steps; everytime she stepped down each step, it made a eerie creek. She scrunched her eyes everytime the steps creaked.
"Where are you?" she simply called out as she proceeded down the stairs. She finally got down the basement floor, which made a loud stomp. She examined the right side of the basement, she saw a door that was unfortunately locked from the outside. She examined the rest of the basement to only see more items and dirt all around.
"Come out, come out where ever you-" she cut herself off.
"What the hell?" she questioned herself.
When she cut herself off, she was now inside of a large, dirty, and stuffy boiler room. Rebecca turned around, she realized she wasn't in the basement anymore. Her legs was starting to quiver beneath her; she never been this scared in a long time. She slowly walked in the middle of the boiler room, rubbing her right forearm to try to keep it together.
"Little girl?" she quietly questioned.
Screech! She heard quiet screeching and deep breathing behind her. She has a terrible feeling that someone was watching her. She didn't dare to turn around, she only cringed her neck to the right.
"Whose there?" she questions loudly.
"ME...", replied a dark, evil, and raspy voice behind her.
Rebecca's eyes widen when this thing grabbed a firm hold of her left shoulder. She closed her eyes as hard as she can and then screamed over his mechanical, evil laughter. Before he can even kill her, she immediately woke up screaming in her living room. Sweat was pouring off of her forehead as she was breathing deeply.
"What a nightmare", she muttered to herself.
When she went to get off of the couch, she felt the most, unbearable pain in her back. She groaned in pain and scrunched her eyes.
"Ow, what the?!" she muttered herself.
She put her hand up under her shirt to see the hell the pain was coming from. When she brought her hand back, she noticed blood all over her large hand. Her eyes widen at the sight of it, she then immediately got up from the couch and ran across the hallway to the bathroom. She opened the bathroom door and flicked on the light switch. She closed the door behind her to look at herself in the full length mirror. She turned around and lifted up her shirt.
"What the hell?" she mutters.
When she looked in the mirror, she noticed four deep, bloody slash marks all across her back. Her eyes widen in horror.
"Shit!" she muttered.
She then slowly put down her shirt and turned around to face the entire bathroom.
"Where's the first aid kit at?" she questions herself.
She finally found it on top of the hamper and then begin to patch herself up.
10 minutes later...
She was now sitting on her comfortable, twin-sized bed. Her bedroom was surrounded by pictures, drawings, and many posters of Pewdiepie and very popular video games. She was listening to Lie to Me by Red; it's one of her favorite bands. After the song was over, she sighed out loud to herself.
"What time is it?" she questions herself.
She looked on her iPod touch; it said 1:39 am.
"Man", she sighed.
She got up and charged her iPod on her desk, turned off her lamp, and went back to lay down on her bed.
She sighed out loud when she got comfortable; she stared at the ceiling in deep thought.
"This is gonna to be one long night", she said to herself before drifting off to sleep.
AN: This is my first chapter of A Fight for Life. This is just part one, ONLY part one. I'm gonna take the story and set them into parts. I actually made a comic strip about the story. I'm done with it but I might finish it. Again, thank you so much for the faves and reviews of my other stories, that means a lot.