Freddy's Nightmare

Freddy walked past Camp Crystal Lake. As he passed it, Jason came out of nowhere. Jason glared at Freddy and watched his movements.

"Relax. I'm not here to start any trouble, okay Jason? Just passing by." Freddy snarled at the mute.

Jason returned the hatred.

"Argh! You're impossible!" Freddy yelled, frustrated. Then stormed off toward Elm Street. Jason watched him leave. Jason shook his head then went back into the woods to finish killing a teenaged girl.

Later that night

Freddy tossed and turned that night. He woke up several times in cold sweat. He shook it off as nothing. Then went back to sleep.

The Next Morning

Freddy woke up the next morning felling worse than ever. He walked past Crystal Lake, and saw Jason walk up to the gate.

"Chill. It's like I said yesterday," Freddy said, then noticed his voice was higher than usual. Jason was looking at him strange.

"Um, hello. Idiot it's me. Freddy. Hello?" Freddy yelled at Jason.

Jason motioned him to the lake.

"What? Am I supposed to look at my reflection?"

Jason nodded.

"Whatever. Stupid mute."

Freddy walked over to the shoreline; and screamed.

A little child of eight or nine looked back at him.

"No-no-no-no!" Freddy stared wide-eyed at his reflection.

"I'm dreaming! I'm dreaming!" he looked up; it was still the same reflection "Come on wake up! Wake Up." Freddy crouched down and put his head between his knees.

"It's just a dream. Just a dream. Go away. Go away. Disappear." He rocked back and fourth, shaking.

Jason looked at him; reminded of himself. He walked over to Freddy and put his hand on Freddy's shoulder.

AN: aww...poor freddy... XD i am soooo mean...lol...