Chapter 1:

Nightmares


Freddy woke up with sand in his face. He slowly helped himself up, spitting out sand and blinking it out of his eyes. He stood, brushing himself off. Brushing off sand on his right hand, he noticed his clawed glove was missing, as well as his hat. Searching the beach them, he found his glove on a wet rock, thankfully not wet itself. He slipped on the glove, clicking the long, metal claws together. Freddy then spotted his hat caught on a low branch on a tree. Walking over to the tree, he jumped up, lashing out at the fedora with his clawless hand. After a few tries, he finally grabbed the rim of his hat, flipping it onto his head.

"My sense of style is still intact!" Freddy said to himself, spinning the hat around on his head. "Now, where am I?" He looked around, focusing on his surroundings.

He was in a very mountainous region one particular mountain, higher than the rest, almost completely covered in snow, across the water from the beach he was on. Inland from the beach was a walled town, smoke drifting from barely visible chimney tops. In the distance was a massive castle, with blue peaked roofs and glistening stone walls.

"Well, I'm certainly not on Elm Street anymore." said Freddy, heading for the town gates.

Walking up the road to the entrance to the town, he saw two guards standing at the gate. Freddy kept his head down, wanting to scare them when he reached them. As he got closer, he could see that the guards were wearing metal, medieval style armor and were carrying swords.

This is a strange place Freddy thought to himself as one of the guard's torches cast light onto him.

"Who's there?" one of the guards shouted, drawing his sword. "Who wishes to enter Arendelle?"

Freddy just kept walking, his fedora shadowing his face.

"Chill out, man." said the second guard. "Look at his colorful clothes. He could be a noble."

"Then why is he outside, at night, without an escort?" the other guard retorted. "Identify yourself!"

Hiding his right hand behind his back so they couldn't see his clawed glove, Freddy tilted his head back and allowed the light to shine upon his disfigured face.

"Oh god, he's burned!" the first guard exclaimed in alarm. "Call a do-"

Quick as a wink, Freddy lunged forward, driving the blades on his hand through the guard's unprotected face. Before the other guard could react, he grabbed his throat, silencing him. Freddy brought a clawed finger up to his mouth and said "Shhh." before slashing him in the face and letting him drop to the ground.

"I've still got it." Freddy said to himself, flexing his clawed fingers.


Now Freddy was stalking through the alleyways of Arendelle, keeping to the darkness so as to not alert the guards patrolling at night.

"Whatever this "Arendelle" place is," Freddy said to himself, "It's mine to play in now." He clapped his hands and rubbed them together. "Time to find a dreamer."

A few minutes later, he found a young woman sleeping peacefully in her bed. There was a man writing by candlelight in the living room, so there was someone to pin it on.

"First customer, ready to be served." Freddy said to himself. He concentrated his focus on the woman, summoning every ounce of strength and will he had to enter the Dreamrealm...

But nothing happened. He wasn't stalking through the woman's dreams and making them nightmares. He wasn't jumping around the corner to scare her awake. He just stood there peering through the window as the woman slept on.

"That's new." Freddy said. "Why am I not in her dreams?" he scratched his head with his clawless hand, pondering.

Guess I'll have to do it the old fashioned way. he thought, silently climbing through the window. At least I can scare her when she's awake.

Slipping silently into the room, Freddy readied his clawed hand over her chest, centimeters above her. Then he brought his head at eye level with hers. Finally, he pinched her arm, waking her to see his burned face.

"Go back to sleep." Freddy whispered, dragging his claws across her chest and clamping his hand over her mouth to stifle her cries. The claws dug deep into her skin, staining the bed sheets a dark red. When her eyes rolled into the back of her ehad, Freddy released her body, ready to drink in the energy from his victim.

But he didn't get any. None of his powers had returned, and he was still the same as when he got here.

What's going on? Freddy thought as he climbed back out into the alley. Maybe I need some more blood on my hands before it starts working. He thought, walking down the darkened alleyway.


"That's eight deaths in just one night." Anna said, reading the report given to her and Elsa. "Who is this guy?"

"We have a name, if that's what you mean." Elsa replied, handing her a small piece of paper. "He left this in the last victim's ribcage."

Anna took the paper and read it. ""Freddy Krueger." Doesn't ring a bell. You recognize that name?"

"No." Elsa replied, "And I know the name of almost every single person in Arendelle."

"So he's not from around here." Anna deduced. "That's a start.

"Yes, it's a start." Elsa said. "Not a very good start, but still a start."


Freddy spent an entire frustrating night trying to get energy from his killed victims, with no success. He couldn't understand. What had the men done to him?

He watched from a shadowed alleyway, listening to two guards talking.

"Queen Elsa really wants to get this Krueger guy." one said. "She's offering five thousand gold coins to whoever can bring him in alive."

Well she's only recently become queen." the other replied. "Maybe this is a way to keep her stress levels down."

"I don't care about that." said the first as the duo walked off. "I just wanna cash in on that reward. Man, what I'd give to have that kind of money."

Freddy turned and looked at the castle in the distance,thinking.

"Queen Elsa, eh?" he said. "Well it's time someone taught her majesty that nobody can mess with Freddy Krueger." With that, he stalked through the alleyways towards the castle.


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