Author's Note: Hey everyone! I'm finally out of school so now I have absolutely no excuse to not update as often as I possibly can :D Once again I would like to thank everyone for reading and reviewing Darkened Shadows!
Oh and Darkness Takes Over: You're absolutely right about Nancy's eye color! When I was writing that last chapter, I was trying to recall her eye color and thought of the front cover to my NOES dvd and for some reason her eyes looked dark there so I just assumed they were brown J So I reckon they'll just be blue for now on lol thanks for clearing that up!
Now on with the next Chapter!
Nancy's body sailed effortlessly through the gaping doorway. She fell hard on the rotted floor, pain shooting up her elbows and knees. She yelped loudly, tightly squeezing her eyes shut. The realization of her present danger came flooding in.
This can't be happening again…How has he come back? Why did I come here? I can't do this!
Immediately Nancy jumped up, ignoring her throbbing limbs and bolted towards the open doorway. To her dismay, the corroded crimson door slammed loudly shut with such force that the house shook. Unsteady on her feet, Nancy yanked on the doorknob, struggling to be free of this nightmare. It came off in her shaking hand.
She angrily threw it away, yelling in frustration as she begins banging on the unforgiving door. She could hear those demon children cackling at her from the other side.
"Locked…locked…locked," a eerily familiar voice uttered, chilling Nancy to the bone. She stopped her desperate pounding and looked about. No one else stood with her in the decomposing hallway. Nancy took a very slow, cautious step away from the door.
No….It can't be…
Nancy stepped into the desolate remains of her living room, where, as she suspected, her mother lay on the couch. She was just as she was on her last night. Red hair a tangled mess, heavy makeup smudged, adorned in a long white nightgown and lazily holding a half empty bottle of vodka.
Nancy took a step towards her, pain and regret etched into her face. "Mom…I'm sorry."
"I locked it all up." Said her mom, almost robotically, drunkenly waving her hand about.
Nancy froze. She closed her eyes in sorrow. She remembered this. This was the last discussion her and her mother had.
And now she's dead.
Nancy looked up and screamed loudly at the thing that now lay on the couch. It probably used to be her mother but that was difficult to tell now. The long white nightgown was torn and scorched all over. The corpse was charred right down to the bone, little bits of cooked flesh still clung in some areas. Clumps of hair still stuck to the blackened skull in limp wisps. The eyes still remained, bright blue as her mothers once were, but now contained a frightening glare.
Nancy took a step back, shaking uncontrollably.
The ghoul regarded her coldly, rising from the couch slowly, limbs twitching and snapping loudly. The bottle of vodka still gripped in its hand.
"Do you want to know why I really started drinking Nancy?" It said gruffly, beginning to shuffle towards her, eyes ablaze with hatred.
Nancy continues to step back, eyes wide in terror. She says nothing. What could she say?
"I always told you it was your father that made me drink. All of his endless hours working and our fights. The constant threat of divorce. But that wasn't it." The corpse whispers shuffling towards the frightened girl.
Nancy shakes her head, fighting tears. The corpse nods its disgusting head, grinning wildly at her.
"That's right Nancy…It was you. We always fought over you. How were you going to college. Your stupid friends. All of your pathetic little problems. It was all YOUR FAULT!!" With that the ghoul raised its arm containing the bottle and threw it at Nancy. She quickly ducked, and the bottle smashed into the wall behind her. Nancy straightened up, tears streaming down her face.
Nancy shook her head. "Your not my mother."
The corpse just stood before her, still as if frozen. For a moment it seemed as though it were about to collapse. Or atleast leave her alone. But the fire quickly returned to its eyes and with a banshee like screech it lunged towards her. Nancy ducked under its swiping charcoaled limbs. It was so close she felt what was left of its fingertips brush her hair.
Nancy ran down the hall, not daring to look back and see that horror pursuing her. She could hear the creature stumbling after her, scraping and wheezing along the walls.
Nancy kept running, past walls filled with holes and covered with yellowing wallpaper. Old family pictures smashed and covered in blood.
Can't let it get me. Gotta keep running!
Up ahead, Nancy could make out a metal door outlined in red. She picked up her speed, the ghoul snickering behind her as it drags itself closer and closer. Nancy knew this door would probably lead to something far worse, but at this point she just wanted to get away from that thing.
As she neared the door, Nancy felt another swipe from the ghoul's fingers raking through the tips of her hair. Nancy picked up speed, panting heavily. It feels like she's been running for hours.
Almost there, almost THERE!
With that last burst, Nancy felt the rusted handle of the door and turned it. It was incredibly heavy for her to pull open alone. The thing was close now. Nancy could smell the cooked flesh. The horrible cackling sound it was making as it neared the struggling girl.
Slowly, the door began inching open, as the ghoul was just about to close in. Nancy screamed in determination and forced the rest of the door open just as the gnarled fingers grabbed a hold of the back of her T-shirt. Nancy jerked forward, the ghoul releasing its foul grip and the door slammed shut behind her, leaving the corpse shrieking angrily at having been evaded.
On the other side, Nancy was breathing hard, leaning her forehead against the surprisingly cool metal.
What the hell next?
Nancy stood up and turned around, instantly colliding with someone who was standing behind her. The last thing she saw was red and green stripes.
Author's Note: Alright guys what did ya'll think? I tried to make this longer to make up for my lack of updating so I hope it was worth the wait! Ok I feel like I should clear some things up before we go any further: I absolutely HATED the 2nd NOES movie just because I felt it was unnecessary…I mean Freddy can kill people in their dreams…why the HELL would he want/need to possess sum1 so he could kill more people? LAME. Anyway, this is probably along the lines of something I would have RATHER happened after the 1st movie. That being said I'm thinking I'll probably have a lot of flames about Nancy's drastic personality change in this chapter compared to the others. Well…I felt it was more real if I showed her vulnerable and scared. I mean yeah she faced Freddy in the first one, but now she doesn't know WHAT to do…plus she's still mourning for her friends and mother so no one should expect her to be Xena Warrior Princess or anything. She is still a kid that has suffered many traumatic events in her life. So that's my take on the whole situation. But I hoped that clears everything up and ya'll enjoyed it. Ya'll know the drill!