Chapter 10: Their Satanic Majesties Request

Dani choked, barely able to look at Freddy at all. He told her not to have the abortion. The father told her not to…that meant…Freddy… No, it couldn't be. That was impossible. Freddy was dead, just a figment of the imagination. He wasn't real, so how could he get anyone pregnant? Dani turned around and let out a dry sob as she vomited over the side of the bed. Freddy stopped smiling. "No…no I don't believe this," Dani said wiping her mouth on the covers. "This…this can't be real." She turned on him. "You sick bastard, why would you tell me that?" She was shaking now. Freddy's eyebrows shot up in a puzzled yet comical expression.

"Tell you that I was your father? You asked, so I told you." He watched her carefully for a few seconds. "I'm not lying, you little shit, if that's what you're thinking. And you shouldn't push your luck, I'm still gonna kill you."

"Then do it already!" Dani screeched at him, causing him to back up a bit. "You wouldn't kill your own daughter, if you would then you'd just do it and not keep talking about it!" Freddy's face screwed up in rage. He moved forward and grabbed her around the throat, forcing her onto the bed.

"Just because we're related doesn't mean your safe from death, bitch! I killed my daughter once before, and nothing's different now." Dani struggled to get away, but without success. She slumped back on the bed and stopped moving. She was going to die here. She knew it. Freddy was pissed off now and she was going to pay for it. She tried to hold his gaze and saw that his eyes were the same colour as hers. Not the same shape, like Alice's, but the same cold blue colour.

And suddenly, Dani remembered the day that she fell asleep in class. She had the glove. She had used it to protect herself, taken it from Freddy…but how had she gotten it? It had just appeared there on her hand. "Wait," she said in a struggled voice. Freddy continued to stare at her. "If I'm your daughter then…then can't I control dreams to? I mean…can't I do what you do?" Freddy laughed. He laughed so hard he let go of her throat and rolled back to sit on the bed across from her.

"Why do you care?" he asked, obviously amused.

"Well," started Dani, trying to word her sentences right. "I had your claw that day, right? So…so I can manipulate dreams?"

"Anyone can," he said, suddenly very interested in his glove. "You just have to know how. Not many people can keep a lever head in a nightmare with me, so it's easy for me to take control." He looked over at Dani. "If you believe your have the power, then you do." Dani nodded.

"Right so…you said…you thought you could use me…how?" Freddy looked at her strangely, as if he'd never seen anything quite like her.

"Well…you're alive. You can exist in the real world. I'm stuck in the dream world. If you learned how to work this world, you'd be unstoppable." A greedy look filled his eyes. "I know how the kids torture you, Dani," he said darkly. "Haven't you ever wanted your revenge on them?" Dani thought about Brett and Allison and all their stupid friends and how much she hated them. "Let me tell you," continued Freddy. "They have something big planned for Halloween. Something huge and you're their favourite subject." He chuckled. "Do you really want them to still be around once Halloween arrives?"

"What are you suggesting, I kill them? I'll get arrested and put away into some…insane asylum!" Was Freddy really going to try and convince her to commit murders in the small town of Springwood where everyone known everything that's going on? She'll be thrown in the loony bin in an instant.

"You don't need to get caught," he answered, shaking a clawed finger in the air. "All you need to do is to be asleep at the same time as them."

"Why can't you do it?" she demanded. "If you want them dead so bad, then why don't you kill them?" Freddy looked scornful. He stood up from the bed and began pacing all around the room.

"They've turned me into a joke," he said angrily. "They've turned me into a stupid town myth. That's just what the parents wanted too. I can't come back if nobody's afraid of me!" He turned on Dani. "You've gotta make 'em afraid. You gotta kill 'em and frame me for it. Bring back my legacy. The obnoxious, hard-assed kids of Springwood are going to pay for torturing us all these years."

The thought should have occurred to Dani that he was using her to bring himself back, but she was just so enticed by the idea that she didn't care. She jumped up and crossed the room to him. This idea of power was just too attractive. Finally, all the times they through Dani in a trashcan or framed her for clogging the toilets or beat her up outside of school…they were going to pay. Those kids had no respect for their lives at all, so why should they deserve one? A little bit frightened, but excited by the fantasies she was now dreaming up, Dani put her hand out to shake his.

She was wearing the glove again. Her arm was covered in a thick, red and green striped fabric. She looked at her body which was completely clad in stripes from the waist up. "Do we have a deal then?" he asked her in a sly voice. With a sharp nod of the head and a tightly-gripped handshake Dani could feel something inside her changing. She finally had a purpose. She had something to look forward to for the first time in her life. It was a wonderful, obsessive feeling. She smiled eagerly at Freddy, who grinned back. They were going to have one hell of a ride.