The Teenage boy walked slowly down an all too familiar boiler room, his
fingers ran across the pipes that were steaming but he didn't even flinch.
He looked around him at the red and green lighting at the flames dancing in
the heaters. He could smell death in the air, putrid burnt flesh and
tortured souls. As he continued to walk he began too hear a faint
scratching like metal on metal. He knew just who it was and a smile crept
across his face.
"Freddy Krueger, Show yourself! You know you cannot beat me! Haven't you learned that yet? Don't you know how to give up when you've been beaten "
Freddy Krueger snarled from the shadows, he had been hunting this boy for at least a month now and still couldn't kill him? Every time he came up with a way to kill him, the boy managed to manifest another dream power! It was beginning to piss him off.
The boy laughed heartily, he was little pudgy but not too big. He wore slightly baggy clothing to hide his bit of a belly as he was slightly insecure about his looks. Some thought him attractive while others did not; he was right in the middle. He wore a black t-shirt with the words "You Cannot Stop Me "in red lettering on it. His pants were black worn-out baggy jeans that hung over his black hiking boots. A Silver chain dangled carelessly from his side, it was connected to his wallet.
" You might as well show yourself Krueger! " he shouted, and one of the pipes spit steam as Freddy Krueger's figure stepped out of the shadow's his crumpled fedora tilted to the side little, but his typical red and green sweater and brown slacks were as they had always been, dingy dirty and torn. He menacingly clicked his claws and snarled.
"Your Dead Meat fat boy! " Krueger went to lunge at the boy but before he even got there the boy was on the other side leaning against a boiler.
"I'm here to talk Krueger Not fight, you have something I want "
"And what's that? A Twinkie! "Krueger's coarse laughter filled the air for a moment when the boy interrupted him.
" No, you have the powers of the Dream Demons Krueger, and I want them! I want to be able to affect other peoples dreams not just my own! I want to be able to make those who have done me wrong suffer! "This time the boy laughed, it sounded innocent but even Krueger picked up the cruel intent within it. He should have known this kid was strange, not only did this kid not fear Freddy but he had Dream Powers and even Krueger had trouble understanding. He knew the kid was twisted, when he first entered the kid's dream he found him torturing a busty blonde. He of course watched for little while and saw he was very good at what he was doing. He snarled though, how dare this kid dare ask for his powers! They were his! The Dream demons gave them to him! Suddenly however the boiler room began to shake and twist and crack and suddenly just feel through.
He and the boy fell for what would seem like miles both landing on a plateau, Krueger grunted and the boy just stood up and brushed himself off then laughed.
"What's wrong old man? Forgot to take your Viagra today? "Krueger popped up and lunged at the kid but was interrupted by the booming voice of the dream demons.
" KRUEGER ENOUGH! "They shouted causing the slasher to come to a screeching halt. Three beams of light shot up, two of which Freddy Recognized the red and the green but there was a new one. A Black beam Krueger had never seen before. They began to speak.
"Why Mortal does you wish to have the powers of the Dream Demons? " The boy smiled his teeth showing, they were little yellow but not bad, but his canines were oddly sharp.
"To make those who had hurt me suffer! To make people scream in pain before dying! That is why! "The dream demons floated there for a second, and suddenly the black beam slammed into the young man who screamed in pain, a sound Fred Krueger truly enjoyed. The entire area was black for a moment and when the light was restored the Boy and Krueger were in the boy's room. Krueger looked around and blinked, this kid had serious issues. He had little clip outs of him and that Punk Jason Voorhees's everywhere. He even had paintings of them! This kid was seriously obsessed with Physic Killers. Freddy looked over at the boy who suddenly began to laugh and Krueger tilted his head a black coat formed around him. The boy stood up and opens his eyes they are a solid black and connected too his hand, four metallic claws! A Glove just like Krueger's! Except the blades were black and the glove a blood red. The boy smiled at Krueger, and said "Teach me too kill "Krueger was about to open his mouth when the boy was jolted awake by a hard poke to the ribs.
"Freddy Krueger, Show yourself! You know you cannot beat me! Haven't you learned that yet? Don't you know how to give up when you've been beaten "
Freddy Krueger snarled from the shadows, he had been hunting this boy for at least a month now and still couldn't kill him? Every time he came up with a way to kill him, the boy managed to manifest another dream power! It was beginning to piss him off.
The boy laughed heartily, he was little pudgy but not too big. He wore slightly baggy clothing to hide his bit of a belly as he was slightly insecure about his looks. Some thought him attractive while others did not; he was right in the middle. He wore a black t-shirt with the words "You Cannot Stop Me "in red lettering on it. His pants were black worn-out baggy jeans that hung over his black hiking boots. A Silver chain dangled carelessly from his side, it was connected to his wallet.
" You might as well show yourself Krueger! " he shouted, and one of the pipes spit steam as Freddy Krueger's figure stepped out of the shadow's his crumpled fedora tilted to the side little, but his typical red and green sweater and brown slacks were as they had always been, dingy dirty and torn. He menacingly clicked his claws and snarled.
"Your Dead Meat fat boy! " Krueger went to lunge at the boy but before he even got there the boy was on the other side leaning against a boiler.
"I'm here to talk Krueger Not fight, you have something I want "
"And what's that? A Twinkie! "Krueger's coarse laughter filled the air for a moment when the boy interrupted him.
" No, you have the powers of the Dream Demons Krueger, and I want them! I want to be able to affect other peoples dreams not just my own! I want to be able to make those who have done me wrong suffer! "This time the boy laughed, it sounded innocent but even Krueger picked up the cruel intent within it. He should have known this kid was strange, not only did this kid not fear Freddy but he had Dream Powers and even Krueger had trouble understanding. He knew the kid was twisted, when he first entered the kid's dream he found him torturing a busty blonde. He of course watched for little while and saw he was very good at what he was doing. He snarled though, how dare this kid dare ask for his powers! They were his! The Dream demons gave them to him! Suddenly however the boiler room began to shake and twist and crack and suddenly just feel through.
He and the boy fell for what would seem like miles both landing on a plateau, Krueger grunted and the boy just stood up and brushed himself off then laughed.
"What's wrong old man? Forgot to take your Viagra today? "Krueger popped up and lunged at the kid but was interrupted by the booming voice of the dream demons.
" KRUEGER ENOUGH! "They shouted causing the slasher to come to a screeching halt. Three beams of light shot up, two of which Freddy Recognized the red and the green but there was a new one. A Black beam Krueger had never seen before. They began to speak.
"Why Mortal does you wish to have the powers of the Dream Demons? " The boy smiled his teeth showing, they were little yellow but not bad, but his canines were oddly sharp.
"To make those who had hurt me suffer! To make people scream in pain before dying! That is why! "The dream demons floated there for a second, and suddenly the black beam slammed into the young man who screamed in pain, a sound Fred Krueger truly enjoyed. The entire area was black for a moment and when the light was restored the Boy and Krueger were in the boy's room. Krueger looked around and blinked, this kid had serious issues. He had little clip outs of him and that Punk Jason Voorhees's everywhere. He even had paintings of them! This kid was seriously obsessed with Physic Killers. Freddy looked over at the boy who suddenly began to laugh and Krueger tilted his head a black coat formed around him. The boy stood up and opens his eyes they are a solid black and connected too his hand, four metallic claws! A Glove just like Krueger's! Except the blades were black and the glove a blood red. The boy smiled at Krueger, and said "Teach me too kill "Krueger was about to open his mouth when the boy was jolted awake by a hard poke to the ribs.