Author's note: Thanks for the feed back, I'm glad you guys all gave such positive reviews I'll try to keep this story as good as the first chapter.
Warning: Fairy tales, swearing, mentions of Non-con, not as graphic as chapter one.Disclaimer: I don't work for NewLine Cinema, and if I did, I'd probably get paid for this.
Fairy Tales
Sleeping Beauty
Nancy's eyes stayed closed, and blackness was all she could see, cold was all she could feel, silence…wasn't all she could hear? Nancy opened her eyes at the sound of muffled voices. She was still in Freddy's basement, still naked and still alone, but the young woman was positive that she wasn't just imagining it either. Nancy stood up and wrapped the blanket over her shoulder.
Following the faint noises with sore steps, she saw a sheet of glass propped against the wall, probably once planned to replace a broken window, but within the rectangle Nancy saw distorted images.
"Mom?" she whispered, then louder, "Mom!"
Inside the glass, Gwen Holbrook stood over a bed at the hospital, Nancy couldn't see who it was through her, and continued to shout, hoping somehow her mother would be able to hear and turn around. Gwen did turn around and move but to talk to a doctor, leaving the patient visible.
It was her.
Nancy looked at the image of herself on the hospital bed, deep in a coma. The doctor said something, to her it sounded as clear as someone speaking across a pool while she was underwater. Her mother replied, but Nancy couldn't make out anything except that her mom was upset.
Nancy cried out in despair when the images blurred further and then disappeared altogether. In frustration she picked up the glass and demanded it bring her mother back. Nothing happened, in a rush of anger she forgot it was glass and threw it to the ground only to jump back as the shards shattered across the floor. "Oh great!" She snapped at herself looking at her bare feet and the stretch of floor now completely inaccessible. "Good fuck'n going Nancy, reeeaaaaal smart!"
She turned away and caught sight of the door. It had remained shut, curiosity and boredom tempted her to open it, but fear held her back. Nancy shook her head. She couldn't stay here forever, and what ever was waiting for her on the other side couldn't possibly be worse than what would happen if she tried to.
Cautiously Nancy limped over, and after one moment of hesitation, opened it.
The brightness blinded her for a moment. When her eyes adjusted to the change, Nancy expected to find herself back in the play area of the preschool, but was instead was surprised to see huge green fir trees, and a babbling creek. The air was fresh and cool, rays of sunlight glittered down from the canopies, where birds sang happily, like she wasn't trapped in some old pervert's fantasy.
Nancy looked behind her. She'd seemingly just come out of a lovely little cottage, like the ones seen in movies or in books. Inside Nancy could still see Freddy's bed, and the shattered glass across the floor. And to her relief she looked down and found herself dressed. She donned simple garments, like a pheasant girl in a story book, but not too plain either. She blinked. What the Hell was this about? Was this Freddy's surprise?
The moment the thought crossed her mind, she heard a familiar voice call out her name "Nancy!"
She whirled around half in shock, half in delight. "Kris!" She gasped as the other girl ran up and caught her in a hug, "Oh my God, I thought you were dead!"
Kris laughed, "Nancy don't be silly! Just because we're gone for a few hours doesn't mean we're dead!"
That made Nancy pause. "We?" she repeated.
The bushes rustled and two more young women stepped into view, two more girls from her past that Nancy recognized from the preschool photo. Carrie Bush and Elisabeth Cook, the girls smiled as they approached lifting up their skirts so they didn't tear.
Nancy took this moment to really examine them. They were all wearing dresses, but not casual dresses. Not fancy either. The other looked like something that would be worn on Halloween if they were going to be fairies…or what would be found in a preschool dress-up box. "What's going on?" She asked slowly.
Kris' smile grew wider. "Nancy, we've been waiting so long for this day," she giggled, "We have something to tell you."
Nancy didn't like where this was going. "What do you need to tell me?"
Carrie piped up, "Oh Nancy, you're never going to believe this, but you are the Princess! It's a little complicated, but we'll explain on the way."
"On the way where!" She couldn't hide the shock in her voice.
"To the castle for your birthday celebration." Elisabeth answered calmly, "But you can't go dressed like that." She waved her hand, light glittered from her finger tips toward Nancy and engulfed her, until at last Nancy found a new, more frilly dress hung around her body.
"Wh-what the Hell!" She gasped. She felt a surge of familiarity at the sight of the strange dress, but couldn't place it…
The other girls giggled, but gave her stern looks, "Sorry, I guess magic is the first thing we should explain," Kris said, "But enjoy being able to talk like that while you can, your parents won't be happy to hear that sort of language when we arrive."
"We have all day, so make sure you get it all out." Carrie teased. "Come on the horses are waiting."
"You've got to be kidding me!" Nancy moaned as she followed the other three girls
They helped her get on the equine that was to carry her to 'the castle', but only half listened to them as they explained a story she found ridiculously close to Sleeping Beauty, except for one minor detail.
"Wait- I thought it was an evil witch that cursed the Princess." She blurted when Carrie reached that part.
"What? Where did you hear that?" Elisabeth laughed, "Everyone knows that it was a wizard."
"No," Nancy argued, "I'm pretty sure it was a witch in the original story."
"Story?" Kris gawked, "Nancy, this isn't a story! This is your life!"
"Like fuck it is…" Nancy muttered while the three 'fairies' continued to tell her how she'd been hidden away so that the her curse could never be executed. Nancy rolled her eyes, but had a sudden flash of déjà vu. An evil wizard, Kris, Carrie and Elisabeth as fairies, and herself as the Princess… Something about it seemed familiar, like she had seen this before. "What the Hell are you playing at Krueger?" She whispered.
The wind picked up suddenly making her shiver as it chilled her back. On the breeze Nancy heard Freddy's chuckle, "Don't remember Little Nancy? You will…"
Nancy shuddered, she ached between the legs as his voice reminder her of what he had done to her, and what he undoubtedly planned to do again. She didn't have to ask who the evil wizard was, once again the rush of familiarity ran through her life the cold chill she had felt from the wind.
She remembered what was supposed to happen next in the fairy tale. "And when we get to the castle…" Nancy mused aloud, "What's to stop me from finding a spindle to prick my finger on?"
"Oh, don't be ridiculous Nancy, King Craig and your mother Nancy senior made sure every spindle in the land was burned!"
Craig Jackson and Nancy Lumb. Freddy's little surprise would have been cute if she didn't know what would come next.
The dream continued, hours blurred together and at last the outline of the castle appeared. A crowd of soldiers, or rather, more of her former classmates, road to meet and escort them the rest of the way…Unknowingly leading Nancy closer and closer to her doom. At the gates of the castle, her 'mother and father' waited.
The reunion was brief to say the least. Announcements were made of the great feast the whole Kingdom was too enjoy in honor of her birthday, and arrangements for more decorations, etc. Nancy was overwhelmed by everything that was happening, the party, the introductions, the impending encounter with Freddy, and the now maddening familiarity of this situation, like she had been here and done this before.
Finally the moment came, and Nancy knew it because she was finally alone. She waited, and waited. She could feel him watching her, he too was waiting for just the right moment. Nancy stood against the wall, and at last a door appeared in the wall opposite her. She sighed, "Well, better get this over with." She decided figuring she was in for it anyway for making Freddy wait while she still hid in his basement, there was no telling how much worse it would be if she made him wait now.
Nancy walked toward the mysterious door, and went obediently down the stairs. Each landing pad lead to another stairway or a door on each side. Nancy thought maybe she could get lost and postpone her fate, but she felt a tug to follow certain paths. Freddy was leading her to him.
Then she reached the spindle. She walked up to the object, staring at it in fear for a moment. "Touch the spindle."
Nancy jumped slightly, "What?"
"Touch. The fucking. Spindle." Freddy's voice repeated in her mind with an irritated growl.
Nancy rolled her eyes, "I was about to, sheesh!" She snapped back. Heaving a sigh, she reached forward and held her finger over the needle. She shut her eyes and jabbed her finger down on it, gasping at the small pain.
She opened her eyes again, the dream-world spun around her. Literally, the ground shook and the walls warped, Nancy felt herself falling, and the castle walls dissolved into blackness around her. As the air rushed through her hair, and the young woman fell in slow motion through nothingness a memory flashed in her minds eye. A memory that cleared up the mystery of her déjà vu.
It was a class play of Sleepy Beauty. She played the Princess, Kris, Elisabeth, and Carrie were the fairies. Craig and Nancy Lumb were the King and Queen and the Prince was Brent Tanner, everyone else in the class were knights or woodland animals, Quinton had played a deer in the forest. Their teacher, Miss Russell was supposed to play the evil witch that cursed the princess, but then…
"I'm sorry," the principal told them with a regretful tone the day they were supposed to act in front of their parents, "Your teacher Miss Russell called in sick today, I'm afraid the play will have to be canceled."
"Canceled?" Kris repeated, "What's that mean?"
"Mean's we're not doing the play, Stupid." Marcus Yeon said.
Kris started to cry, partly because of the cancellation, partly because she'd been called stupid.
"But we've been practicing for so long to do this play!" Lisa Harper protested. All at once the kids started to whine, begging for the show to go on. Little Nancy felt like her big moment had been torn away and tears started to leak at her eyes.
"I'm sorry kids," The principle repeated, "But without Miss Russell there's no one to play the evil witch, so I'm afraid-"
A voice from outside cut him off, "- I could do it."
All eyes turned to Freddy Krueger, the garden who stood out the window looking in.. The principal raised an eye brow doubtingly, "You?"
Freddy nodded, "I've been to all the rehearsals, I know the part."
"Freddy!" The kids shouted clapping their hands happily, "He can do it, please let him do it! Please, please, pleeeeeeeaaaaase?"
The principal and the gardener looked each other in the eyes. "I don't know Krueger…" the other adult said slowly, "Can you be evil?"
Freddy's eyes narrowed, and he replied in what the kids had dubbed 'his dragon voice', "Oh… I can be the most evil thing in all of Badham Kingdom." The sound that escaped his throat as he spoke was almost the same as it would be in the years to come, after his vocals were burned beyond their normal functions, but lacked a certain growl and malice.
Nancy squealed, as did all the other kids. The play was saved! The principal still didn't seem convinced, "What about the costume?"
Freddy shrugged, "I'm pretty small, I could wear Miss Russell's costume." He said, "Just give me everything but the skirt."
The principal sighed, "Alright, come in and get changed."
"Thank you Freddy!" Nancy shouted out the window to him. He caught her eye and smiled giving the five year old the thumbs up…
Nancy fell into Freddy's boiler room, into the evil wizard's arms. "Remember yet?" He whispered, curling her hair around his claws. Nancy nodded, but refused to face him, "You and I made quite the pair on stage…Too bad no prince will be able to save you now….Little Nancy…"
He pulled her hair away from he neck and kissed a trail to her ear which he stuck his tongue into. Nancy shivered, the play had been preformed before he started to do things to the, before he revealed what he really was. He forced her to turn around, to face him in his wizard costume. He stood in all black, with a cloak and a dragon pendant. Once when she was little she had been happy to see him in it, but now Nancy only felt sick.
He pressed his lips to her forehead, "No…" Nancy said. She didn't whine, she didn't beg. She wouldn't give him the pleasure. Freddy continued anyway , stripping her bear in only a matter of moments, and pressing her back into the hot boiler. Nancy flinched but didn't scream. Tears gathered in her eyes as she thought again about the play they'd acted in. Somehow she couldn't remember what he'd looked like when he was human, every time she tried she could only picture the horrible burned monster he was now.
Freddy dug into her with his claws and teeth, she remembered how before he'd always be so kind and gentle. What had happened to that Freddy? Had he never existed? Was he just a lie? She wished she knew as this Freddy took her with the same hungry vigor as he had the last time. Real or not, Nancy wished she could have the man that had been her friend back…
Author's end Note: GO TO MY PROFILE! I've created a poll so that you can vote for which fairy tale will be next. Keep in mind, I will be doing similar, fairy-tale-but-based-of-memories for each chapter. Thank you!