Disclamer: I don't own NOES. None of it's characters (Mainly Nancy Thompson and Freddy), and I wish I did. But we can't have what we want now can we?

Rating M: I had to change it. It's not really about the language, it's just extra violent. Read on and you'll see.

Notes: Hey guys! Happy almost Halloween! I've finally had time to write this new part, yay! Now I know part 3 was shorter than the first two. This is a little longer. Thanks for all the readers/commenters. Almost done! And hopefully another idea will spawn from me. Muahahahaha. Also I added s at the end of each section to transition to the next scene. I don't know if people have been confused in the other parts about that. When one paragraph is talking about one person than it's something different. If this is better, than I'll go and edit s into the last few parts.

Another Nightmare on Elm Street:

Part Four: Seven, Eight, Need to Stay Up Late

Harry became fully conscious shortly after Freddy's special message. The bothersome nurse had left Nancy alone with him as she watched nervously. Once he awoke, she immediately broke out into conversation. She told him who she was and explained her reasoning of being in the room with him. The two conversed shortly, telling each other their stories and dreams. Nancy took Harry's hand carefully unfolding it and asking him softly, "How did you get this?" She held up the cloth from Freddy's sweater.

Harry moaned, his experience with Freddy was like the others, gruesome and horrifying. After Karen had jumped out of Harry's window, he was left alone in the house with Freddy. Harry was listening through the door, trying to here what had happened. For a moment he was afraid that Karen had been stabbed to death, but suddenly the door gave away and Freddy's claw swiped at Harry's face. He jumped back against the wall as Freddy tried to grab him. He ducked and rolled onto the floor, scampering to his feet to charge down the stairs. Freddy wasn't far behind him, for he grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him close. Harry could smell his hot and filthy breath, they were only an inch apart from each other. Freddy toyed with Harry's arm, ripping his shirt sleeve exposing the bandages.

"Still have those do you? I'll give you two on the other to match…" But Harry's other arm acted first, grabbing the back of his sweater and pulling him down. The two tumbled down the stairs and Harry ripped Freddy's sweater, he hit his head on the floor, knocking him out in dream-world and waking him up in reality. Of course Freddy had managed to get to Nancy before he had, telling her that awful message.

"May I look at your arm?"

"Sure."

She rolled up his sleeve, undoing his bandages and revealing the long slender gashes. Nancy quickly wrapped them back up and turned away sighing, "You found out the same thing I did."

"What do you mean?"

She held the cloth in her hand and showed Harry, "If he can hurt you in the dream world, and it becomes real, than anything you pull out of that world is real too. You pulled this out right? Then you can pull Freddy out."

"That's how you did it?"

"Exactly. I'm glad you realized it too."

He coughed, "We need to tell the others. Where are they?"

"Roger is with Karen, when she woke up her leg was bleeding because of Freddy. They're suturing her up right now."

"Did they put her to sleep?" Harry said, his face filled with fear, Nancy had the same feeling, "I asked Roger to make sure they didn't. Lord knows if they listened."

Nightfall drifted through Springwood. Nancy was standing out in the waiting room again, with Roger by her side, watching the sun fade into the twilight. They kicked her out of Harry's room telling her he needed to rest. And that was when she had met up with Roger, who had been forced to leave Karen. He informed her that she would be free to leave in just a little while. She stood there, glaring at the sky in frustration.

"How are we going to save all of them? All of them are in trouble…" She muttered unhappily to herself. Roger was watching her, sighing too, "I thought you said that they could meet up in the dream-land or whatever."

"But it's dangerous if you don't plan it. You've seen what's been happening, you know how real and dangerous this is! Look at Harry! He almost got fucking skewed!"

"And you seen all this shit too many times." He recoiled.

Nancy glanced at him, and slid down against the window, planting her bottom on the floor. She shuddered frightfully and whispered, "I knew I failed…I knew he wasn't really dead…and-and now…all of these people are dead…"

Roger stood next to her, staring down upon her with sorrow. She caught a glance of him and realized what she had done. She had scared him, for being scared herself. She was his hope, Danny's hope, and God forbid, Karen and Harry's hope. She realized that if there was anyone to save all of them, it had to be her. She had done it before, now she needed to do it again.

Nancy shook her head, clearing her throat, "Where's Karen?"

"I think she's just in a room resting right now. What's your plan?"

Nancy sat down in the chair, as she took her jacket off. She thought and pondered for sometime before answering, "We'll have to get Harry out of here. Otherwise the staff might not let us deal with him. I think Danny is safer here than with us.

"But isn't that illegal breaking him out of the hospital? And what if that Kruger guy kills Danny since he's all alone?"

"I know we shouldn't do it. But Harry is in more danger than Danny. Danny was a way to lure Karen to Freddy. I don't think Freddy really needs him anymore. But you have a point, he could come back just to kill him anyway. Maybe he shouldn't be alone."

Roger saw her look up at him with a spark in her eye. "You want me to stay with the kid?"

"Yes. You can watch over him. Protect him until me and the others can deal with Freddy. It would be a lot safer for the both of you."

Roger groaned, throwing his hands up in the air, "He kills you in your sleep. How the hell can you ever be safe?"

Almost forty minutes later, Karen came down the hallway, limping on her leg. A doctor was escorting her as she thanked him. "Watch yourself now Ms. Morgan. You're lucky there wasn't any nerve damage."

Nancy and Roger approached her, Karen could see Nancy's expression, "What's your plan?"

"I'll tell you when we find Harry."

Nancy, Karen, and Roger were all standing in Danny's room. Karen kindly told her brother what was going to happen. "Roger is going to stay with you for the night ok? He'll make sure you're safe."

"But what about you? Where are you going?"

"We're going to stop Freddy. Maybe this time for good." Nancy answered. Karen hugged her brother, "We'll be back in the morning."

"But what if you don't come back? He could kill you!" Danny cried.

"There's three of us and only one of him Danny. I think we'll be ok." She tried to reassure him, not really believing that herself. "We'll be back later. Just get some rest ok?" She said, Danny sighed, "Ok but be careful Karen. Please."

"I will."

Nancy turned to Roger, "You know what you need to do if anything happens."

He nodded, "I won't leave him."

"You better not." She sternly replied. "We'll be back Roger." Karen said, as the two ladies began to leave.

"Stop Freddy you guys. I don't like the nightmares." Danny said quietly. Nancy and Karen exchanged glances, "Goodnight Danny." Nancy told him, leading Karen out of the room.

"How are we going to get Harry out?" Karen asked, as they started down the hallway. "He's been moved out of the ICU, he's on the floor you were on. We can sneak him out if we're careful enough."

"Won't we get caught if we sneak into the room?"

"That's what we're gonna try not to let happen. But for now, we all need to be together, so we can all beat Freddy."

They searched for Harry, finding him in a lonesome room in the dark near the end of the hall. Karen went in first, as Nancy stood guard making sure no one would be coming. The staff was smaller at night, as she hadn't seen anyone pass by while they were down there. Karen slunk through the door, opening it to a darkened room. Harry was sitting up, when she came in.

"Come on, get up. We're sneaking out of here."

"We?"

"You, me, and Nancy. Where are your normal clothes?"

"In the chair." He pointed. Karen limped around the bed and grabbed them. Harry sat up and said, "Where are we going?"

Nancy came in the door, answering for him, "We're going to get Freddy."

"What about Roger and Danny?"

"Roger is watching him for the night. It's up to us to make sure Freddy is dead by the morning. Now get dressed. We'll be outside."

Dressing was rather difficult, Harry realized. For not only was he doped up on drugs, he felt stiff and couldn't move anything. His chest and back were both in pain, as they were stitched up and wrapped around in bandages. Putting his jeans back on was the easiest part. But just slipping his shirt over himself, caused him grunts of pain. He slowly regained his ability to walk, and left the bed. Nancy and Karen were outside when he emerged.

"We'll take the stairwell. Out to my car."

Harry and Karen only nodded. It seemed they needed each other more now than every to help each other move. As her leg was slashed and his upper chest and back had had the same experience. Nancy led them to the parking garage. Normally she would have just let them wait as she got the car, but the chances of a doctor or nurse finding the escaped patient and his injured girlfriend were possible. They found the blue Chrysler a few minutes later, as Nancy unlocked it.

"You two need to stay in the back together. It's part of the plan."

So they did. Karen helped Harry get inside, as she pulled herself in too. Nancy locked the door once she was in and turned in her seat. "Freddy was killed in the boiler room of the power plant where he worked. I think we can recreate the incident again. But one of you needs to go in there and pull him out. I can't have both of you sleeping while I'm driving. It'll take us about twenty minutes to get there."

"I'll go." Harry replied. Nancy didn't like the sound of it. But she didn't like the sound of Karen going in either. Both of them had already been attacked, but yet both of them had reason to go in after Freddy. "No Harry. Look at yourself, you're already hurt." Karen pleaded with dismay.

"But so are you. Look if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be in danger. And neither would Danny. This is my fault. I might as well take responsibility for it."

Karen turned to Nancy with fear, "Nancy…"

"I know this is really dangerous Karen. Trust me. I've had to do this all by myself. But there's more of us this time. We can defeat him. Besides Harry knows how he can pull Freddy out into our world."

Harry nodded, but saw Nancy's eyes meet his, "You do know what to do right?"

"Yes."

"Alright. Take these pills." She said, pulling more out of her pocket and handing them to him. He glanced at them and popped them in his mouth. Karen's heart sank. "Twenty minutes." Nancy reminded him. He nodded his head. The Chrysler pulled out of the parking spot and sped out of the garage. Nancy made it her duty to drive as fast as she could.

Danny couldn't sleep. He knew his sister was setting herself up for a death trap. He watched Roger, who was forcing himself to stay awake now. Slapping his knees and humming loudly, he had grown awfully tired. Danny tried to relax, as he laid in his bed against the pillows, listening to the night sounds. For a while it worked, the sound of the crickets outside, or inside the hospital, as staff rolled by hustling left and right. Danny found himself doting off. Maybe Karen would be able to save him from having the nightmares.

Roger watched the kid fall asleep. He felt spite rise through him, how he wanted to be doing that too. He finally stood up and began to pace back and forth across the floor. The idea of caffeine came to mind, thus Roger decided to go get some. As he walked across the room, he felt the temperature rising. Roger grasped for the door's handle and took it in his hand. He jiggled it at first, than realized he couldn't open it.

"Shit man…" He groaned, returning back across the room to the chairs. Danny moaned a little in his sleep, which more or less, scared Roger by the sudden noise. He paused for a moment, watching only the silhouette of the little boy. At first all Danny did was moan, but he began to twitch his arm, and soon his eyes started to flutter open too. Roger rushed over to his side and began to shake him, "Dan, hey wake up kid."

Danny turned on his back, his eyes opened blankly and deep breathes exhaled from his mouth. "You ok?" Roger asked, looking over him. Danny only made a low moan, his eyes lazily rolling over to see Roger. Tall guy, with red hair, in a lettermen's jacket and shorts. One of Karen's friends…maybe…Danny didn't really know.

"Where-where's Karen?" He asked, his memory now blanked out. Roger sighed, "She's with Nancy and Scader. Go back to sleep ok?"

"No…" He whispered to argue. Roger grunted, "Why not?"

"Fred-Freddy's coming…"

"Don't believe that Kruger shit. He's not gonna get you."

"He's…coming…coming for…you…" The boy stuttered, his voice and body apparently paralyzed in shock. Roger only stared at him for a moment, when a sudden squeak from the metal bed erupted. Roger nearly jumped out of his pants as he seemed awfully frightened. "Lock…lock the door…" Danny suggested.

"The door's already locked kid. Just calm down."

"Freddy…"

Roger interrupted him, "I know I know he's coming. Look I'll call a nurse ok? See here's the remote," He showed Danny the remote that sat next to his bed, he pressed the red button, "There…" He began but never finished. The button didn't respond in anyway, so Roger pressed it again. No response. Roger chucked the remote at the wall in anger, "Fucking nuts…!" He growled. Suddenly he turned to Danny, "Kid get up. We're getting out of here."

"The door's locked…" Danny reminded him, "Forget the fucking doors Dan! I'll kick it down if I have to. You're little Kruger guy isn't going to get you."

"But-but…he's here."

Roger stopped, folding his arms and looking at Danny, "I don't see him," He shortly answered. Roger turned a full 360 as he examined the room. No sight of the razor wielding maniac. "I see him…" Danny whispered.

Roger leaned on the bed, his face close to Danny's, "How do you see him and I don't."

Danny paused before answering, as he saw a shadow begin to creep in the window that Roger was in front of, "It's…it's all a nightmare."

He merely chuckled, "Right a nightmare. You're telling me that you and I are both sleeping right now?"

That's exactly what it means!

Four long razors shot through Roger's back, slashing threw his flesh and body, gushing out to the other side. Both of the boys stared in horror, as Roger screamed in pain. The razors slid back out, as Roger collapsed forward on the bed. His arms flailed and slapped Danny's sides, the boy began to scream in horror as he bled all over the sheets. Freddy was standing behind him, holding up the blades, as blood ran down his hand. Danny began to tremble in fear, scared out of his mind.

"Get…out…now!" Roger mumbled as his last breath commenced, Danny's eyes wide and agape, his mouth trembling. Roger made a painful grunt as the razors slid back through his body, picking him up high in the air, and suddenly flying freely as he smashed into the window. A thousand pieces were shattered apart as Roger's corpse flew through and pivoted down to the ground. Freddy turned around, his evily grin welcoming Danny. The claws rose in the dark air as the boy threw a pillow in front of him, causing it to be slaughtered into feathery pieces. Danny screamed as he rolled to the side, falling off the bed. Freddy watched with amusement, as Danny tried to scramble away. He fell, in a tangle of wires and cords, almost strangling himself. Freddy took his time dramatically as he came around the bed, flashing his blades, flicking blood on the boy's face.

"You're never safe in your dreams Danny. No one is ever safe from Freddy." His voice lingered in Danny's mind, chilling and haunting. "I'll kill you just like your filthy mother. I'll kill all of you, once you sleep."

"KAREN! HELP!"

Freddy simply threw his head back and made a horrible cackle. Danny continued to fight with all the confusing cords, trying to free himself before it was too late. "I was always going to come back for you. I always come back for the fresh meat."

"Go away!" The boy cried.

Freddy knelt down and seized Danny by the collar of his shirt, pulling him up, "Where should I aim for next? How about right here," The cold silver blade arched by Danny's throat aiming for the juggler vein. "Or how about here?"

The blade sloped down to his chest area, toying around the heart, "That's right where I killed your mother. Right in the heart then bam! Right off the road." He laughed.

Danny only trembled, shaking his head no. Freddy leaned his claws back and began to charge them at him, when suddenly Danny felt his legs being pulled down. He was swooped into the nest of wires and cords, Freddy barely missing his face. Danny cried as he was yanked down, and could hear Freddy yell in anger. His feet became weightless as he landed on the couch in his living room. He was thrilled to see Harry standing by him, looking at him carefully.

"You-you saved me!" Danny exclaimed wanting to jump up and hug the teen. Harry smiled briefly and said, "Are you alright? Where's Roger?"

Danny's sorrow filled in his face, "He-he killed him…Freddy did…"

Harry rubbed his face in fear, "Oh God…did he hurt you?"

"No, I'm ok."

Harry knelt down and stared at Danny directly in the eyes, "Look I'm going to wake you up now. I don't know what you're going to see when that happens, but I want you to call in the doctors. Get the police ok, make sure you're ok. I gotta go look for Freddy."

"No! He'll kill you!" Danny argued. "It's either me or him Danny. I don't want anything to happen to you or Karen again."

The boy only nodded, his face looked cooler as his face and hair seemed damp from the sweat. Harry put his hands on the side of Danny's face, "I'm going to wake you up ok?"

"Ok…bye Harry."

"Bye Danny."

The golden haired boy began to fade away. Soon all that was in front of Harry was the thin air. He quickly stood up and looked around. This house was safe. He made his way over to the windows, and drew back the curtains, there stood the Thompson house, his house, Freddy's house. It's large white form, closed in by the thick iron rods, and the blue door that stood boldly in the darkness that was Elm Street. As he was looking at it, Harry felt windswept and suddenly realized, he had been taken there. The door to the house stood but a few inches away from him, the only way out was in. He opened the door and rushed inside closing it. There he saw the house as one of his last frontiers.

To his horror, Roger was still in the room when Danny woke up. His hapless body lay lifelessly on the floor, a pool of blood drenched all over him. Danny refused to look and only began to yell for help. The doctor's came in to find Roger's body. One of the nurses who followed almost fainted from the horror site. She looked at Danny and wondered how this could have happened.

"Get me out of here. I want you to call my Dad." Danny asked.

While Nancy drove, Karen was attentively watching Harry as he slept. He was leaning on her shoulder, his eyes occasionally twitching but he remained still. "I think he's in a full frontal sleep now." Karen said.

"We're halfway there. Just keep an eye on him." She said trying to focus more on the roads. It seemed pitch black now. Nancy had luckily planned this idea briefly upon her arrival the night before. She had stopped at the power plant and looked around. She knew where the light switches were and could direct herself to the center where Freddy died. She had even found some charred newspaper clippings that were welded under the boilers and furnaces. As she drove, Nancy found herself in Karen and Harry's position. How familiar it was, to be scared and vengeful at the same time. No one believed them, just accused them of being mad. But it was better that no one else knew really, so they didn't have to suffer like these two. On the other hand, who was there to save them before their painful demises? She was. And after this, she preyed to God Freddy's name would be buried in hell forever.

The house seemed darker to Harry. As there came a glow from the living room, it was the television. He slowly stepped into the living room and there saw the faces he knew. Roger had his arm wrapped around Tiffany's shoulder, as Wendy Dobber sat cross-legged in his father's arm chair. Karen was sitting comfortably on the couch, with Danny at her feet.

Harry gulped, "Guys?"

Then he felt the stabbing of ten eyes upon him. Like in the dreams before, they were all dead. Tiffany's leg remained gutted and wounded as her once pretty bathing suit was ruined and stained while her blonde hair was damped with blood and dangling over her face; Roger's face was bleeding, as there were slits and slivers of glass caught in his cheeks and eyes, while four long bloody gashes were torn in his chest's flesh; Danny sat motionless as his intestines were pouring out onto the floor, blood splashed all over his grey pajamas. Wendy's face was hidden in her hair, but it was clear that she had been stabbed to death, while her arms were scorched and burnt almost to a raw blackness. And of course there was Karen. Sitting in her jeans and jacket, her head slightly cocked, exposing the slashes along her neck. Her eyes remained devilish and black. All of them were staring at the TV though, but it was only static. When Harry addressed them, then he met all of their faces.

The chanting began.

One, two, Freddy's coming for you…

Wendy slowly looked up, revealing a face so raw and black, she didn't look real.

Three, four, better lock the door…

Roger cocked his head, as his left eyeball rolled to the side, and slowly popped out of its socket, dangling with a piece of glass in it.

Five, six, grab your crucifix…

Tiffany smiled at him, flashing red stained teeth.

Seven, eight, gonna stay up late…

Danny simply began to stand, pushing some of his pinkish intestines back into his body.

Nine, ten, Freddy's back again…

Karen rose from her seat. Her arms stretched out like a zombie's as she took slow steps closer to her lover.

"Look at us…" Her voice chanted in an echoing way. "Look at us…" They began shortly with her. "Look at what you've done!" Karen snarled at him.

"Stop it…" Harry began, frozen in his spot. He knew if he took a step back, it was into Freddy's hands, he knew if he took a step forward, it was into all of their hands. He remained still, watching the clan of dead people slowly begin to draw near him. Karen approached him, her blue and veiny arms outstretched to touch him. They crept on his face, making his skin crawl, as her face came close to his.

"One kiss of death…" She began. Harry sternly looked at her, "You don't scare me. You're not real. You're still alive Karen."

She stopped, pulling away from him, not sure how to answer. Harry added, "None of you scare me. I don't believe in you. I know you're alive Karen. And so are you Danny."

The boy corpse stared at him too. They seemed all surprised by Harry's words. He looked at Karen and shook his head, "You're alive and I know it. I told you this was my responsibility to come in here. I told you this was all my fault. It is. But this…this hasn't happened to you yet Karen. You're still alive. And I still love you."

The zombie Karen dropped her arms. She stepped away from him and only stared at him. The devil glare that she had succumbed to vanished. Her eyes remained black but they weren't Freddy's glare. She opened her mouth once more as she began to say something. But Harry only watched as her body began to crumble. A skeleton slowly replaced her as the bones fell to the floor. Harry watched as the other 4 bodies followed. Harry then heard Freddy, he was expecting this to happen.

"Very beautiful. Very pure." Freddy applauded, walking down the stairs that stood behind him, his voice arrogant but his face angry. Harry stood his ground and he glared at Kruger, "You can't scare me with your tricks, why can't you just do your own damn dirty work yourself?"

"It's more fun to torture than to just straight out murder." Freddy answered, now on the last step approaching him. "And I know that even if you are brave enough to tell your girlfriend to fuck off that you still can't put up a worthy fight."

"It's not worth it. You'll only cheat your way out. You can't fight decently either."

"I can in my world. You just don't know how to play the rules." With that Freddy lifted a razor-blade finger, and the skeletons all rose. Harry jumped back as the one that had resembled Karen tried to attack him. He kicked the skeleton's pelvis, knocking it to the ground. Harry then ran down the hallway, with Kruger in hot pursuit. They ran into the kitchen where Harry found a shelve of knives. He took out a few and began to fling them at Kruger. One missed, the other's hit. Freddy stumbled backwards, slamming against the wall. Harry stood there waiting, instinctively he knew this wouldn't do any damage. He began to run again, and curved to run through the living room. He screamed when the other skeletons snatched out to him.

He was standing near the fire place in which he grabbed one of the handles to the coal presser, and he began to swing it furiously. The skeletons bones were smashed and cracked. All of which nearly fell apart. Freddy jumped from behind him, knocking the two over the couch. Harry began to crawl away as Freddy pulled his leg, with the other he kicked Kruger in the face. He let go which gave Harry barely enough time to stand up. Freddy began to rise also, but he saw Harry grab the iron rod. With a fatal swing, Harry swung it as it contacted with Kruger's jaw. He fell back down and moaned in pain. Harry than ran behind the glowing TV, and began to shove it off its base. Freddy yelled as he saw the static from the screen fall down, it smashing his face.

An electric show of blood and sparks emerged, as Harry stood in horror watching. He refused to watch any more and ran out of the room, looking for a way out. He was desperate to escape, having a few spared moment to plan his next move. Harry started for the front door, but decided against it. He had to find an immediate way to wake himself up. Then he remembered that the cellar was where his father kept matches. The house had grown dark again, as now the only light was gone. He heard Freddy moan and returned to the living room.

"Come on Kruger get up! Put up your own damn fight!" He hollered. Harry couldn't see very well in the darkness, but from the sound of it he could tell Freddy had gotten up and was now walking around the house. Harry began to back up, when he felt someone's hot breath breathing down his shirt.

"Bring it on bitch."

Harry turned, and suddenly the claws tore at his flesh, in the same place where the bandages had been before. He yelled in intense pain and nearly fell to his knees. He backed up however and began to turn to run towards the cellar.

At first Karen didn't notice anything odd. Then Harry began to stir and moan in his sleep. Both she and Nancy were horrified when Harry began to scream. Karen saw the sleeve of his shirt turn a dark red, she shrieked, "Oh my god he's bleeding!"

"You gotta wake him up Karen!" Nancy instructed her. "But Freddy…"

"Dammit Karen just help him!"

She didn't argue anymore and tried to shake Harry. "Harry wake up, please wake up. Don't let him get you. Wake up!"

Harry trampled across the rug and felt for the door handle. Harry swung it open as Freddy was inches away from grabbing him again. As he ran down the stairs he searched for the light, but couldn't find it. His arm was severally bleeding and he couldn't let go. He searched blindly for the matches, they were near the furnaces. Harry felt around, as Freddy stomped down the stairs. He found a lightweight package, and flipped the top. Harry pulled out one of the sticks and slid it across the scratchy surface. A small flame ignited the room. Harry gasped as Freddy jumped at him.

"We're going to my world now." Harry hissed, suddenly jumping on him and knocking him down. He forced the match on to his hand, which caused him more pain than he needed. As they struggled, he began to yell in pain. He didn't know how long this dream had been. But he hoped that Nancy and Karen had arrived at the plant. He was beginning to wake up, Freddy struggling to fight him off. His eyes flickered, and suddenly saw Karen watching him.

He screamed when he woke up. Nancy was horrified as she saw him awake. Karen held him close to her, shaking in fear, "Oh God…what happened? Are you ok?"

He looked at his hand, a large dark bruise had scorched there. "Where are we?"

"We're almost to the plant. Just a few more minutes." Nancy said somewhat relieved he had awoken. Karen stared at him for a while and he himself was content. But for now he had to save his emotions for later.

"He killed Roger." Harry said in a scared voice. Karen's face seemed to grow even more white, "What-what about Danny?"

"He's ok, I made him wake up." Harry said firmly, assuring Karen he was safe.

"Harry…" Nancy spoke with horror, "Where's Freddy?"

The car became deadly quite. Karen checked the trunk and saw nothing. Harry looked out the window and didn't see anything either. They sat next to each other, saying nothing yet everything at the same time. Nancy pressed her foot on the petal, hoping he wouldn't show up soon.

"Are you sure you pulled him out?"

"Yes, I know I did." Harry told her. The car was startled by a screeching sound coming from the roof. Yes of course. Freddy was riding on the roof of the car.

"Oh shit…" Nancy gasped trying to see if she could spot him.

She glanced out her side window, very briefly. But in one second, it was smashed into pieces as a hand grabbed her by the face. Nancy screamed as the car swerved to the left, nearly skidding off the road. The front door suddenly opened, as Nancy was torn from the seat and thrown out. She rolled out onto the road and watched as Freddy jumped in the driver's seat. Karen and Harry screamed as they saw Nancy roll to the side, lying in the middle of the highway. Freddy turned in the seat, "I'd buckle up if I were you." He grinned.

He accelerated the car, as it began to gain full speed. Nancy lay on her side and saw the car drive off. The bastard stole my car…she moaned regretfully. She slowly found her footing and rose to her knees, her face hurt very badly. For a moment she tried to pick out slivers of glass, which really hurt. Then she slowly staggered to her feet. The power plant was less than a mile away. She could run it if she tried. Nancy didn't see any cars coming, with the only light coming from the street lamps that were very far in distance from each other. Nancy began in hot pursuit to follow them.

Officer Morgan arrived at the hospital in a matter of ten minutes. He demanded to see his son. Danny had been removed from the scene and was in a well-lit room. Charlie approached his son and embraced him, "God Danny what happened?"

"Freddy came back." Danny meekly told him, "He killed Karen's friend."

Charlie groaned, "She's got you talking about him to now has she?"

"He's real Dad. You gotta believe me. Karen went off to stop him."

Charlie became perplexed, "What do you mean Danny? Where is Karen?"

Danny sighed, "She wouldn't tell me. She said she'd be back in the morning."

Officer James approached him, tapping his shoulder, "Charlie, the staff said that Harry Scader broke out of here too. All that was left in his room was the gown he was in."

Danny watched his father, as a surge of anger overcame him, "Dammit did anyone see him leave?"

"No, the staff came to check on him about a half-hour ago and saw he had disappeared. Apparently he had suffered back injuries and chest injuries."

"That was Freddy." Danny stated.

"Danny, don't start." Charlie sighed, "Did Karen go off with Harry?"

Danny at first didn't answer, his father really didn't like Harry. He couldn't see why, Harry had saved him from Freddy so many times. Danny heard his father repeat his name, "Yes. They also went with Nancy."

James and Charlie exchanged looks, "Whose Nancy?"

"Nancy Thompson. She came up with the plan to kill Freddy."

"Thompson I thought she was in the nut house." James spoke, Charlie only stared at him, "How do you know that? Did you see Nancy?"

"Yes, I met her. She's really nice Dad. She only wants to help us."

Charlie nearly pulled his skin off while rubbing his face, "Oh God. My daughter's off with two lunatics. James, I want three cars out looking for them. Search every Goddamn highway you can. We can't let this get out of hand."

"Yes Charlie." James obeyed, pulling out a walkie-talkie, and turning to leave the room. "Don't arrest them Dad." Danny pleaded, "Nancy is trying to help us. Didn't you see what happened to Roger?"

He had, that red-headed boy, lying on the floor in a pool of blood. Quite disturbing. "I did see it son. But it wasn't Freddy Kruger, Danny. You have to understand that."

Danny was now the one who became enraged, "You don't believe me!? Why Dad?! He did kill Roger! He killed all those people! He killed Mom! He almost killed me!" He cried, tears piercing in his eyes. "Karen, Harry, and Nancy are trying to stop him! So no one else has to die! Don't you understand that Dad!?"

Charlie sighed, trying not to upset him, "Fred Kruger is dead. He's been dead for a very long time."

"Not if you believe in him. Not if you're a kid." Danny argued.

"Is that what Karen told you?"

"No, it's just a fact."

Charlie didn't know how to answer his son. Danny frowned and asked with gloom, "If Karen dies Dad, then? Then will you believe me? Will you believe any of us if Karen or Harry or Nancy do die? What about Mom? Would you believe that Freddy killed Mom then Dad? Would you?"

The power plant's big security lights flashed above the Chrysler's dashboard. "Ah, home sweet home." Freddy chirped. He didn't attempt to stop however, as he only drove faster.

"You know that if you try to kill us in this car, that you'll die too." Karen told him, Freddy only laughed, "You have a point. Maybe I should slow down. Or maybe I should let responsible drivers like you take the wheel." By this he was being very literal, as he tore out the steering wheel and threw it at them. The door flew open again as Freddy dove out, the car still speed towards the building of the plant. Harry tried to open the door but realized that it was locked.

"What do we do?!" Karen screamed. The building was approaching too fast to do anything else, Harry grabbed her and pulled her down as they laid flatly on the seats. The car suddenly impacted with the building, smashing head first, with glass exploding all around them. The engine blew as the front of the car set on fire. Harry let go of Karen as the car made its impact. The two were stuck in the dying car, not sure of how to get out. Karen slowly pushed herself up, feeling the heat too close for her comfort. "Harry?"

His head had bashed against the side of the car door, he lay there for a moment, only moaning. "Harry? Are you ok?"

"I'm-I'm fine. How do we get out?"

She saw that the best way out was through the windows. She helped Harry across the seat, laying him down, as she stretched her jean-pants out the window. The car was hot, as she burned her hands on the sides of the car. Karen fell out landing on her side, but quickly recoiled. She got up and reached through the shattered window to help Harry. She managed to pull him out, as he too fell to the ground. The two sat on the ground for a moment. Both of them panting and breathing deeply.

Harry's glasses were cracked, but he could see the flames quite well. For a moment he was in a daze, but could tell he was still in danger. Karen began to pull him away, knowing that the car's lifespan was rapidly ending. "Get up Harry!" She yelled. He finally responded as he too began to move his legs to get up. Karen helped him, placing one arm around her shoulder. The car began to spark and crackle. They ran off towards the bushes as a sudden blast exploded behind them. Both were knocked to the ground. Flames were soaking the blue car's paint, melting and destroying it. They lay on their stomachs, covering their faces as the heat whooshed against them.

Even before reaching the plant completely, Nancy heard and felt the impact of the car explosion. She shuddered in fear, hoping that Karen and Harry weren't inside. She continued to run, hoping to find Freddy before he found them.

Harry was the first to ask, "Where is he?"

Karen stood up with him, both of them looking around. "I don't know. But Nancy said that Freddy worked back behind here, come on."

Harry tried to follow, but quickly stumbled, his arm hadn't stopped bleeding since he woke up. Karen noticed this and examined it, "Oh God…look at what he did to you."

"No don't worry about it now. We have to stop him."

"You're gonna pass out."

"Not before we kill Freddy."

Karen didn't want to leave him alone, so she agreed that they continued to look for him. Freddy was walking pleasantly in his boiler room. It was his room of murder, of pure torture. The claws screeched against the metal railings. He snickered in delight as he walked along the ramps. He had spent so many years here, children's bodies dying at his feet, soaked in blood and helpless from the outside world. He had a gallery of his victims. Newspaper clippings and articles, all dedicated to the Springwood Slasher. This was his home of horror, and this was where he devoured all.

Nancy ran through the gates and found the explosion scene. Her car was wrecked against the wall, black and burning in large flames. She stood there motionless for a moment, preying that no one was inside. Nancy ran up to the car, trying to maintain a safe distance while looking for the kids. There were no bodies inside, they could have escaped through the windows. Nancy seemed thrilled and scared at the same time. She pulled her pants up for a moment, pulling out a pistol, right from Daddy's cabinet. It was her form a security, that she used usually only to comfort herself from the other crazies in the world. Daddy didn't know she had it. And it was hers to keep.

Nancy cocked the pistol and continued around the car, searching for the kids. Karen and Harry followed a path that led to one of the back buildings. They saw fogged and smashed windows, and could hear the sound of the boilers echoing in the deep halls. Both knew he was in there, waiting for them to show themselves. He was going to kill them, and had a likely chance. This horrified the two of them, but they both had to fight him.

Harry spoke in the silence, "You don't have to do this. He's my problem."

She sighed, "Stop saying that. He's tried to kill what's left of my family. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have found out the truth of my mother. It's not your fault. I have as much right to kill him as you do."

"What if something else happens to you?" Harry said, now picturing the corpse of her, the slashed throat, and the devilish eyes. Karen shook her head, "I'll make sure he goes down with me."

Harry sighed, saying nothing, but led her into the dwellings of the boiler room. The stood on the metal grated ramps, looking around for Freddy. Harry could hear footsteps, knowing he was deeper inside. He began to say something when a second voice came from outside. It was Nancy, looking for them. "Stay here." Karen told him, leaving him to rest for a moment while she went to find Nancy.

Karen could hear Nancy calling their names as she ran back outside. "Nancy!" She said, seeing her come close. "Oh thank god, I was afraid something had happened in the car."

"No, we got out."

"Where's Harry?"

"He's right there-" But she stopped. Karen had a fine view of where she had left Harry, but could clearly see he disobeyed her. Nancy and Karen glanced at each other, Karen muttered 'shit' under her breath. They ran into the boiler room, looking for him. Harry had stumbled down the ramp, really beginning to feel lightheaded from all the loss of blood. The lower her got, the louder the songs became. His vision was becoming blurry, as he could see things that weren't really there. He found toy jump ropes and tricycles on the ramps, melted and twisted in weird forms. He found a doll and a bear, mutilated and destroyed. And the closer her got, the louder the children sang.

"Ah Harry, there you are." Freddy sneered, his silhouette shadowing in front of Harry. He was leaning against the wall, moaning and gasping. "What's wrong, you look a little out of breath." Freddy echoed. Harry ignored him, only forcing himself to continue onward. "Come out Kruger. I want to see your face when you die…"

"Fine then, here I am."

Harry looked around, left to right, but didn't see him. The room was spinning now. He began to fall, and grabbed the railing. "Kruger…" He muttered in spite. But the sounds of the children's chants, the screeching of his blades on the railings, and the crackling from the burning boilers, all became too much. Too loud. It was hurting him. He was beginning to fade away.

Karen and Nancy ran down the ramp, her gun still loaded. Halfway down, the saw Freddy walking below them. And he was approaching Harry, who apparently had passed out due to exhaustion.

"Poor-poor Harry, can't put up a fight worth shit." He said as he came closer to Harry. He was clicking back and forth from reality, confused as to where he was. Freddy swiftly kicked Harry in the chest, knocking him back, he couldn't even make a loud cry. Freddy flashed his blades, and pointed them at his head. Freddy knelt over Harry, whose eyes were spinning, and began to make slits along his face. "One, two, I came back for you," He began, making a cut across his face, then another, "Three, four, I unlocked your doors," One more, and another. "Five, six, I gutted your bitch." Two more cuts, "Seven, eight, I'll decide your fates." Another two, "Nine, Ten, I came back again," This time the blades rode lower, and began to slice against his neck.

"Fuck off Kruger!"

He looked up, and met the nose of the pistol. Without hesitation the gun blasted, and Freddy had a wound shot in his shoulder. He screamed as he rolled over, falling off the ramp. Karen came up to Harry, frightened and horrified, "Oh god Harry. No. You have to wake up. Please." This time he wasn't responsive, he only lay there, practically bleeding to death. Karen shivered, while holding him, "I'm not going to lose you. I swear I won't let it happen."

Nancy met Kruger at the bottom, she flashed a smile as wicked as his, pointing the gun at him again ready to shoot. She did look just as frightening as he did. Her hair standing on end, the streaked piece shining in the fire's light, the shine from the pistol ready to strike, and the deeply thick circles that rounded her eyes, casting an equally evil glare. Freddy lay on his back, looking up at her, for once seeing the devil inside Nancy. He was nervous and yet intrigued. The gun was loaded, and one blast could end him. Oh how Nancy would love that. Revenge on this bastard of 1000 maniacs. One blow to the head…Nancy chanted her own lyrics, holding her own devilish smile.

Eleven, Twelve, Freddy goes to hell…

End of Part 4

Yeah I know. Another cliffhanger. I was actually going to end the whole final battle scene in this chapter and only have part 5 as an epilouge. But I decided nay. Anyway hope it was worth the wait.