Chapter 1 Another Death
Freddy HATED Dream Warriors. Cocky little shits, manipulating HIS dreamscape. Next time, he would work on getting rid of anyone that could pass on their gifts.
For now, however, he had to worry about keeping his scrawny ass alive. One of the bastards had figured to pull him out of the dream, and it worked. He was grasping straws, trying to appear frightening without getting killed.
But they were waiting for him. The smallest fuck, Kurt was his name, through a tank full of gasoline at him. Didn't take a genius to figure out what happened next. Freddy felt fire, and he screamed. People always assumed that when you're already dead, you can't feel pain when you die again.
Well, those stupid pricks were WRONG! Freddy didn't know who came up with that idea, but being set on fire when you've already suffered from a plethora of third degree burns, hurts like hell.
Speaking of hell….
Once the sonovabitch assholes had left, thinking themselves victorious, Freddy's soul sat there.
And waited.
His expectation was not disappointed. The familiar presence fell upon him again during the hour of death.
She was never late.
Of course, she always assumed he wouldn't recognize her through the shrouded black cloak that was MANDATORY to wear. Freddy didn't buy it. He saw the last guy coming to get one of his victims, a bitch named Irma, and he was dressed like a fucking gothic faggot.
"You can take the stupid thing off Em," he scowled, "I'd recognize that ass anywhere."
The shrouded figure reached up and yanked its hood off, and out popped the head of a very attractive woman in her twenties, "I was dying in there," she groaned, "Next time, I don't give a shit, I'm dressing in a t-shirt and jeans. To hell with procedures."
Freddy shook his head. Emily always said that.
"Can't we get this over with. I want to be in and out of hell as quickly as possible."
Em smiled, "One express ticket to hell, coming right at you," and she shoved a transparent had through Freddy's chest. He felt himself blacking out.
"Oh, by the way," she snickered, "My next stop is one of the kids who killed you. Gets hit by a bus."
Freddy laughed as he descended into darkness.