((So Freddy now has Ryan. That isn't good. And the worst part is that Ryan is now trapped in the Boiler room. Will Troy be able to save Ryan and kill his father?))

Chapter Nine: Preparations being made

"Nancy, you are kidding me right? Freddy made it into our worlds and took Ryan?" a shocked Mrs. Darbus asked.

"Yeah, Josie. The bastard has my son. We have to speed up on getting everything ready. I will not loose both of my children. I will die before that bastard gets my Ryan." Nancy cried to the East High drama teacher.

"Troy? I am really sorry about your lost and you too Mrs. Evans but I have good news. My father said that we can use the Church tonight. And well, whenever we need to al song as it isn't Wednesday or Sunday." Kelsie told them.

"And I got the crucifixes. I went out and bought them today. All we need is Holy water." Mrs. Darbus told the small group.

"I got that. It is covered." Jack said as he walked into the room tossing the five bottles around to each person until he realized that there was someone missing.

"Where is Ryan?" He asked.

"My father has him. That is why we called this meeting so early. We need Freddy dead." Troy told his dad.

"Guys, I just thought of something. Are you sure that just the holy water and the crucifixes will work? I mean shouldn't we bring in some sort of weapons? I mean even if we do we still might be surrounded. We have no clue what he is planning for us. Or at least you three." Kelsie told the group.

"What do you mean Kelsie?" Mrs. Darbus asked as she took the cup of tea the Nancy made her.

"I mean we know that he is expecting Troy, but what about you Mrs. Evans? And you too Mrs. Darbus? We know that he wants you dead for sure Mrs. Darbus. He asked Troy to do it for him." She explained.

"Yeah, you do have a point Kelsie. I think she is right. I think we should bring some weapons with us. I mean I do have a couple of daggers in my room back at my house that we could use." Troy suggested.

"Yeah we will bring weapons with us. Kelsie, where is the church?" Nancy asked the young girl.

"Oh, it's East Albuquerque Baptist. When are we going to do this?" she asked.

"Tonight. I want my son back and I want this to end." Nancy answered her.

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As Troy Bolton raced home to get his daggers doubts kept running through his mind.

'What if we lose? What if he is too powerful to be defeated? What if I do have to kill Mrs. Darbus to save Ryan?' He kept thinking as he pulled into his driveway.

As Troy ran into his house he noticed that his mom wasn't home. He knew his dad was with Mrs. Evans trying to comfort her about Ryan being kidnapped by Freddy. As he opened his door he knew that something wasn't right. Something was wrong. He could just feel it.

'Hello Troy. Nice to talk to you again.' Freddy's voice rang in his head.

"Dad, what do you want?" He asked aloud.

'I want to know why you haven't killed Josie yet.' He said manically.

"I am working out on how to do it dad." Troy told his father.

'Good, because we don't want Ryan to get hurt now do we? I mean I now hold all of the cards.' He said evilly.

"Dad, I will try to kill her tonight. And you better not hurt Ryan. Also is there a way for me to talk to him?" Troy asked his father.

'Sure, if you answer me one small question.' Freddy told him.

"Fine, what is it?" He asked as he sat down on his bed.

'The answer forty-two is answer to what question?' Freddy asked.

"Forty-two is the answer to life, the universe and everything. As well as 'what do you get when you multiply six by nine?" Troy told his father.

'Fuck you got it. Okay I will get the boy.' Freddy told him defeated.

'Troy? Oh my god Troy! Please help me!' Ryan's voice echoed through his head.

"Ryan, baby, don't worry we are trying to work on a way to save you. Just remember I love you." Troy told his boyfriend.

'I love you too Troy. Please hurry I don't know how much longer I can take this.' Ryan told him sounding desperate.

"What do you mean?" Troy asked him worried.

'Troy, your father, he is keep on having Sharpay and everybody coming to me. They are blaming me for their deaths. I know that I am not the cause of it but it is still hurting me. Please hurry. Your father wants to speak with you. So I have to go. I love you Troy.' Ryan told him.

"It isn't your fault Ryan, we are working on a plan to rescue you and I love you too." Troy told his boyfriend.

'Well now then Troy, if you don't kill Josie then Ryan's fate is sealed. You know what you have to do.' Freddy told his son before leaving him.

As he got up from his bed he found his daggers that he buried with three days worth of clothes.

'God, I really have to do my laundry' He thought to himself.

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As Troy Bolton drove to the church he saw the same girls that he and Ryan saw when they were going to Chad's.

"Great, my father must know that something is up." He said aloud as he pulled into the church parking lot and parked next everyone else.

As he got out of the car he carefully pulled the daggers out one by one. All together he had a total of six. While he was walking up to the front door one of the groups of little girls stopped playing jump rope and singing their song. Instead they all turned to Troy.

"Hey, mister, Freddy is coming for you. And he is pissed." They all said unified.

"Guys, we have a problem. I think my dad might now know what we are up to. Ryan probably told him what we are planning. He has been torturing him." He said walking into the church.

((One more chapter left of the Dream Killer! Will Troy be able to save Ryan? Will he kill Mrs. Darbus? Who will live? Who will die? Find out in the next and final chapter of The Dream Killer! Also, a side note, I might be on hiatus for a week soon. I have been having massive problems going on in my life and I need to go get some help with them. Don't worry; it is only going to be for a week. And hopefully I will have the final chapter completed and posted by the time I leave! Wow another side note this is possibly my longest ending authors note ever. But as always, R&R!))