Rurrlock & ShadowLord's A Nightmare on Elm Street: The Fatal Four-Way

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Story created by ShadowLord1329 and Rurrlock-God of Power

Note: Hey everyone! So now, we at long last begin the final part of Rurrlock and ShadowLord's epic Nightmare on Elm Street Trilogy. Expect to see plenty of thrills and chills. Let's not keep you waiting any longer, hope you enjoy!


Chapter 1: Back in Business

Thursday 3rd September 2009

The streets of Springwood were instantly lit up in the morning sun's rays, bringing the glow to the town that it had enjoyed for quite a few years now. Away from mysterious deaths and legends of killers in your dreams. All was peaceful in this town at the moment, except for the quiet banging on neighbourhood doors. One such down was answered by an old man who looked like he could have down with a few more Z's. Opening the door to be greeted by a man in his late teens, scruffy black hair and almost unnatural blue eyes.

''Good morning sir, my name is Jacob Johnson, I work for Dreamco. A company dedicated into benefitting people with troublesome dreams or restless sleep, and to help them understand them better. I have some leaflets here I'm handing out…for free of course, for you to…''

''You want to help me with restless sleep kid?'' The old man interrupted, ''GET LOST! IT'S SIX IN THE MORNING!'' He shouted before slamming the door in Jacob's face, causing all his leaflets to fly out of his hand, and just as the wind started to pick up. Jacob didn't even bother to give chase, and just watched as the leaflets drifted harmlessly down the street, following the wind.

''Thanks sir, you have a great day too'', Jacob said through the door, not caring if he was heard or not. He picked up whatever leaflets didn't move from his feet or grasp, and got on his bike. As he put his helmet on his looked back at the old man's house, a small grin on his face, ''Wonder what I can make him dream tonight? Maybe he can be married to a toad or something''.

He never did actually go into people's dreams anymore, only when the situation really called for it such as someone who was having severe trouble sleeping and call the company. Jacob would always fix the problem, but feared the worst, feared that when he goes in he'll find the cause is that burnt face of Freddy Krueger. Thankfully it hasn't happened. After the incident in Washington, he and the Nightmare Warriors had finished Freddy for good, no chance of coming back…he could get on with a normal life for once.

And the normal life he was intending for himself didn't distance itself from his old one; it had taken quite a few years, bit time work at phoney dream and sleep care companies that had no respect or care for dreams as Jacob did. But Dreamco may just be the place Jacob wanted all along, the only problem was this company wasn't one of the most profitable unless you were high up the rank, and moving up the ranks were always a challenge.

Jacob had only been working for two weeks, and times were hard. There were some co-workers that enjoyed picking on the kid, amazing how his first real job wasn't all that different from high school. But the main point was this place was dedicated into what it was doing, something Jacob wanted…and of course not all the co-workers were on Jacob's bad side.

''Wow, you gave away quite a few leaflets!'' A voice from the front office called in amazement, seeing Jacob come in through the door with little to no leaflets.

''Not sure if gave away is the right word, think of it more as…donated to the Springwood community through Mother Nature'', Jacob replied to the office worker, ''How were things last night anyway?'' He asked as he leaned forward over the desk and kissed his girlfriend Karen Miller full on the lips.

''Not much went on. Oh, this woman in room 28 came in, having nightmares about her deceased brother, think that might be up your street''.

''Thanks, but I was actually asking about you''.

''Fine, why do you ask?''

Jacob looked around to make sure no one was listening in their conversation, before whispering to Karen, ''You didn't have any…weird feelings in your sleep did you?''

''I had a double shift, my break wasn't long enough to take a nap…'' She said then breaking into a deep yawn backing up her point before continuing, ''Did something happen to you?''

''I don't know. Last night I just got this weird feeling, like…something powerful…''

''You sure it wasn't you just missing me?'' Karen teased.

''I'm pretty sure…I'm probably just being paranoid. Not to mention annoyed that my shift means that ever door I knock on guarantees me grouchiness and a…hey, it's bloody too early in the morning for this, get out of here!'' He joked in a deep voice, causing the two of them to erupt in a fit of giggles.

''Johnson!'' A croaky voice called out. Jacob and Karen looked over to see their boss down the corridor at his main door, ''I've got a new one for you! Hurry up!''

''Kay boss!'' Jacob responded. He turned back to Karen seeing her yawning once again, ''Why don't you take a few winks, you could use them''.

''I'm at main office now''.

''Don't worry, Lisa!'' Jacob called over to another co-worker, ''You mind taking over for Karen for an hour at office?''

''Not at all Jacob'', Lisa responded dreamily almost.

Karen got from her sleep drearily, giving Jacob a teasing look, ''What?'' Jacob asked.

''You know she likes you''.

''Too bad I'm already taken'', he told her as the two kissed again.

''Johnson, I won't tell you again!'' The boss yelled more seriously now.

''Right, coming Mr Englund!'' Jacob shouted back calmly as he jogged over to Mr Englund's office. Karen got up from her seat and moved to the back of the office, finding her usual desk parked there. Slouching down onto the chair, and gently placing her head down on the desk, she was glad she could finally get some peace.

''So what's this one Mr Englund?'' Jacob asked as she sat down opposite his boss.

''Some couple complain that their child is having nightmares of some story a couple of bullies told him…''

''I hate it when that happens'', Jacob blurted out with no intension to, ''Sorry, go ahead!''

''Well he complains of his bullies turning into monsters or boogeymen or whatever. I thought this one might be up your alley, you're probably my most trusted employee at the moment''.

''Thank you sir…'' Jacob said, and gave the impression he wanted to say more but held his tongue.

''Something wrong?'' Mr Englund asked.

''Well…I was…wondering…if that place you said you had open a few weeks ago…may…I could fill it in''.

Mr Englund looked like he wanted to give the promotion to Jacob there and then, but they both knew what the reasoning behind the lack of movement was. ''Jacob, you know I can't give anyone that place at the moment. We're still trying to pay back our debts to those greedy business tycoons, not to mention we've had to make cuts on some of our own staff''.

''I know…it's just…'' Jacob said before could stop himself once again. Seeing the curious look on his bosses face forced him to continue, ''It's just I could really do with the raise at the moment…see next June will be mine and Karen's fifth anniversary…''

''And you got something special planned?''

''You could say that'', Jacob said in one quick breath, indicating his nervousness at the sheer thought of it.

Mr Englund's face now held a huge grin, ''You're going to pop the question aren't you?''

The teen could only nod in response; the thought of getting married to Karen was so exciting to him the words was jammed in his throat. But it's been something he's been thinking of secretly for a year now, if it weren't for money problems, he would have asked her ages ago. Now that he's been forced to wait this long, it just seemed a good idea to wait to ask the question five years after they came into each other's lives.

''Well…'' Mr Englund spoke bringing Jacob out of his thoughts, ''Deal with this case first and we'll talk about that promotion more''.

''Yeah, thanks for everything Mr Englund. So…um…is there anything I should study for this case first?''

''You could try nursery rhymes''.

Jacob's face went pale and his eyes grew cold at hearing that. He gripped his chair tighter, but tried to remain calm, ''Why nursery rhymes?''

''The parents say that after their kid wakes up he starts singing some song like a nursery rhyme…''

''Does the kid wake up with any scars or marks on him?''

''They didn't say anything about that. All they told me was the rhymes and the dreams of his bully…''

''Did he say any names in his dreams?''

''I think you should go and ask the kid for yourself, I expect to see you back in at least four days…''

''Mr Englund please…'' Jacob cut in growing more desperate, ''I need to know, does his bully have a name?''

''Well he does mention one name that none of the bullies are actually called, Freddy I think''.

Jacob's breath hitched and he almost fell back into his chair at the revelation. This can't be a coincidence! But surely it's impossible too? How can Freddy be back once again? Then he remember something else, something considering the one person left in the world he cares about, ''Karen!''

Karen bolts up from her desk, and bewildered to find herself sitting in a desk in the middle of what looked like an ordinary back garden. She's had weird dreams before of course, but nothing this real since the Freddy incident. That's when fear gripped her like a vice. She literally begged that this wasn't what she thought it was…

''Mommy!'' Karen heard a little girl scream. She turned and saw a frightening sight; behind her stood an old rotting house, covered in maggots and crows picking them all off with their long disfigured beaks. But it was what was going on in between her and the house that sent chills down her spine; a little girl, maybe no older than 6, a little girl she recognised as her mother Kathryn Krueger watching her mother being strangled by a burnt man in a brown hat and a red and green sweater, with a gloved hand gripping at the dead woman's neck.

''Mommy needs to take her medicine sweetheart!'' Freddy said coldly as he threw the mother's limp body aside and approached Kathryn. He kneeled down and whispered to her, ''You won't tell, will you?''

''I won't tell'', the little girl wept.

''But you will!'' Freddy growled before pushing his own daughter back, and Karen watched in horror as the little girl fell down a flight of stairs that had appeared out of nowhere on the ground. Karen was watching her mother's death once again, but this was more sickening as it was a little girl of her mother that Freddy had just killed.

Karen rushed forward to try and help, but stopped in her tracks as Freddy's claw was raised and was within a splinter's distance at her face. Freddy chuckled menacingly as he circled his granddaughter, claws still aimed for Karen's face, ''I will forever remember your mother, my daughter. How this world continuously took her away from me! You're my last blood now, but you're also my last chance for power…Dream God! Now come to Freddy'', he taunted while wiggling his tongue ever closer to Karen's ear, close enough to taste her.

''I'd rather be dead, then help you kill again!'' Karen spoke defiantly as her fist was engulfed in a golden aura, her dream power. In an instant, she punched at Freddy's face. However, Freddy easily caught her fist, and Karen was powerless to move or even escape Freddy's grip.

''I may have been gone for a while, but I didn't turn into a slacker. I'm better than ever, but I still need you for one little revenge mission!'' He grabbed Karen by her throat and hoisted her up, her feet dangling above the ground, unable to move.

''You know, I would never have considered touching Kathryn like any other bitch…'' Freddy whispered as he took in Karen's scent, almost intoxicating him, ''But after what your father did to her, and you know romping that bitch's son Jacob, I think I can make an exception for you!''

Karen screamed her lungs out as Freddy's grip tightened, and his tongue seemed to extend and slither along her neck. Somehow her Dream God powers weren't working on him anymore, and that's when she heard whispers in her head, like some kind of chanting or spell incantation.

BAM! Before Freddy could have his way with her; he was kicked right on his cheek and sent flying into a tree in the back garden. Karen was stopped from falling to the ground as Jacob grabbed her and helped her up, ''You okay?'' Jacob asked checking to see if she was okay.

''I'm fine, thank you!''

Just then, vines shot up from the ground and wrapped themselves around Jacob and gripped harder and harder trying to squeeze all the life out of him. Jacob however wasn't going to fall that easily. His hand surged with high voltages of electricity, enough for him to slice through the vines with little effort.

Within seconds, Freddy charges at Jacob full speed. Reacting quickly, Jacob grabs a hold of Freddy's claw just before it can make any deadly or even fatal blows. The two were at a standoff, it was now a test of strength between the two, and at the moment it looked as if Freddy was starting to get the advantage as Jacob was continually being pushed back. Freddy's claws almost close enough to cut up his face.

''So how did you come back this time?'' Jacob asked hoping to get some kind of distraction.

''I was never gone! That portal you and your happy-go-lucky bitches made led me to new opportunities. I became more powerful than ever!''

''So why did you come back?''

''Can't a guy drop in to see old friends?'' Freddy grinned sadistically.

''SHUT UP!'' Jacob screamed. He grabbed both of Freddy's arms and threw him right into the house behind, with such power and pace the whole house exploded on impact. The shattered pieces of the house rained down on the garden where Jacob and Karen stood, but the pieces didn't stay harmless forever as they seemed to swoop around the too, like they were alive…and they were.

Another piece zoomed past Jacob, giving him a gash on the cheek, they continued to attack the two like bats in the dark, quick and near impossible to see. The two of them had been caught off guard; they weren't ready to face Freddy just yet, although it would be risky and may endanger more lives, it could save more…they had to call in a retreat.

Freddy erupted from the remains of the house, standing tall and gleaming for the kill. However, his face of anticipation didn't last, as he watched Jacob mutter under his breath 'Wake up, wake up!' And slowly the two of them disappeared into thin air before the bats around could do any other damage to them. Freddy sliced at the last pillar of the house standing in anger, he was slow close to revenge and power at once the feeling of defeat was literally causing him to explode.

''So close, but no cigar!'' He muttered, calming down a bit (although with Freddy, that still means he's mad). He tapped with one of his knives trying to think of a new plan, as long as Jacob was alive it would take too long for him to wait and take Karen's power. But that's when he remembered, ''Wait, I'm back in my world. Ha, ha, ha, and I know some people here who might help out!'' He's inhuman smile returned, the last thing seen before he teleported, but his maniacal laugh still echoed around dream world.


The cold air gripped the place in eternal darkness and sorrow, and with good reason. All who seemed to venture into this place would meet an unholy death in the shape of a killer that held no remorse and could not be stopped…except from his blood relatives. That's when Freddy found that his target was not only, ''Well this could work out better than I had hoped, as long as he's a good dog and listens to his master, right Voorhees!'' He shouted raising his hand and causing the concrete ground beneath him to explode.

For a moment, the only sound audible was Freddy's breathing, waiting for his so called 'help' to emerge from the grave. And finally, he did. A large man well over six feet and closing in on seven foot. Torn up jacket and jeans, a large machete in one hand. And a custom made hockey mask covering his grotesque face…Jason Voorhees had returned.

''Welcome back momma's boy! God, what would you do without me?'' He said sarcastically, taking this sweet time to enjoy Jason's company. Still taking a moment or two to regain thought, Jason didn't make a move on Freddy; he only inspected the land around him, recognising it as his home town of Higgins Haven, not far from Crystal Lake.

''Aren't you going to introduce me?'' Freddy asked as he felt another presence beneath the same level of concrete where Jason laid. Using his powers, he lifted up another body from the ground. Almost as large as Jason's, only he was normal looking and didn't carry a weapon, but that doesn't mean he needed one, Jason's older brother Steven Voorhees.

Still unconscious from being underground for God knows how long…or so it seemed. Steven's head lifted up and stared Freddy right in the eyes before grabbing the dream demon's throat. Freddy chocked and coughed but then started laughing knowing the power this one had, ''Thought you were dead?'' Steven said.

''Touché!'' Freddy responded. His body then turned completely into fog, helping him escape Steven's grip before turning back into human form when he was out of arm's length.

Like his brother, Steven looked around at the area taking in the sights before his eyes fell on Jason, ''Oh yeah, now I remember!'' He grinned as he clenched his fist. Subconsciously, Jason's eyes were also drawn to Steven and his anger and blood lust returned instantly. The two were ready to tear each other apart, until Freddy teleported between them and held them both back.

''Now as much as I would love for two Voorhees's to go at it, I need you both for something!''

''Sorry crispy, I work alone'', Steven replied.

''Of course, apples don't fall far from the tree'', Freddy smirked nodding his head to Jason. ''Now think about this, I wouldn't have brought both of you back unless I needed to!''

''It's going to take a lot to convince me to help you!''

''How would you like to become the most powerful man on Earth?'' Freddy offered, hoping that this Voorhees would take the bait; he wouldn't be able to make the same offer to Jason.

Steven remained motionless, he's face didn't twitch nor did his expression ever change. Freddy started to hatch plans into how he was going to put these two back in their graves again until Steven spoke, ''Sounds good to me!''

From afar, hidden with thick lays of camouflage and high tech equipment. A man watched the whole scene go, a scene that sent the world in a shudder as it did him. This man had just seen his arch-enemy for life return from the grave and now giving a free license into killing whoever he pleased. The man lowered his binoculars; his arm's now too weak to hold it as well as not wanting to watch this go on any longer. Sweat drenching his face, and his whole body shivering with fear…

''I've got to warn the others!'' Tommy Jarvis spoke as he readied himself to pack up, and call the Nightmare Warriors once…Freddy and Jason were back, and that was only half of the battle. As Jason's brother was now in on the act, and another evil more powerful than the three of them was coming…this would was soon going to turn into a war zone!

To Be Continued…


So Freddy has brought not only Jason back, but his powerful older brother Steven Voorhees. If any of you want to see more of Steven, you can read ShadowLord's Friday the 13th stories! So hope that you all enjoyed this chapter, the fun has only just begun. Next time- As Tommy tries to warn the Nightmare Warriors of the return of Freddy and the Voorhees brothers, two members of the team will find out just how powerful Steven really is. Until the next chapter, take care everyone!