YAY! Fanfiction is up and running again! It was annoying having it down for so long. Anyways, this is the latest chapter in this story that, in my mind, has grown to a many part, very long saga. (Groan) I'm gonna be working on this forever…

Angie: And that's bad? How dare you!

Freddy and Angie: (giving me deathglares)

Me: (ignoring the glares of death) So those of you who like this story, you'll be reading it for a long time. For those of you who don't, tough.

Disclaimer: No I don't own Freddy Kreuger. If I did me and Angie wouldn't have to tie him up and bolt the door to prevent him leaving.

Chapter 11: To Free a Puppet, You Cut the Strings

"Earth to Angie. Heellllooooo." Kim's hand waving in front of her face finally got Angie's attention, and she belatedly looked up into her friend's face. "What is with you this morning?" Kim asked incredulously. "I asked you how your night was four times."

"Oh." Angie fumbled for an excuse, and failed to find one. So she just shrugged her shoulders. "You know. Just thinking of new ideas for my manga." Kim wasn't buying the excuse and was staring at her friend with a suspicious expression. Hastily, Angie changed the subject. "What about you? Any luck with Kristen?" The question effectively drew her friend's attention away, for she had been obsessively following Kincade's advise and had spent nearly the past two weeks looking for the former Dream Walker. Kim winced as she shook her head.

"Nada. I've spent over a week looking for her!" she complained. "I can't find her anywhere. Wherever Freddy's got her, he's got her hidden well. I checked the power plant's furnace, and it's a no-go. I've combed through every beach landscape I can find, and I even trailed through that maze Freddy had Nancy, Kristen, Joey, and Kincade trapped in that time. Nothing." She rubbed her temples. "I'm letting her be for now. I'm pretty sure of the locations of some of the others, so I'll go for one of them tonight."

Angie critically studied her friend across the table. Kim was looking strained again, and was developing dark circles under her eyes. She was working herself to a shadow again, though Angie knew that she was doing her best to prevent it this time. They'd gone out a few times the past two weeks, making use of their amusement park season passes and returning for both the park and the water park. But whatever distractions occupied them during the day couldn't keep them from their obsessions at night. Angie herself was beginning to feel as worn out as her friend. It had been over a week since her movie date with Freddy, and neither had spoken about what had happened. She was about ready to scream. So all in all neither of the girls was having a pleasant time in their dreams.

Angie sighed. "Have you worked on your amusement park at all?" she asked Kim. She was rather eager to put Freddy on one of the coasters.

Kim nodded, smiling. "Yeah I have. I'll show you tonight." Her eyes sparkled. "There's something else I want to show you too," she added, but refused to say anything else.

A rather uneventful day passed for the girls. Kim's editor called to set up an appointment to discuss her book, which would only require a few days more tinkering before it was finished. Angie, too, had been in touch with her editor to give him the next chapter of her manga. Now that she was working on it in Dreamworld as well it was she was finishing her chapters at a much faster rate. Though drawing wasn't the only thing she did anymore. She and Freddy had been out several more times, often to the movies (though Freddy hadn't dared try and change Angie's outfit again, not after his first painful attempt.) Angie had realized after that first date that her lifelong obsession with the dream demon had evolved into something more. She was trying not to let Kim find out, but her friend was picking up on more than Angie was aware of. But for now, Kim resolved to hold her silence.

When the two girls entered Dreamworld that night, they emerged in Kim's amusement park, Kim gleefully showing off her new rides. Angie was getting ready to go to Freddy's when she remembered something.

"Hey, didn't you want to show me something?" she asked Kim.

Grinning, Kim produced a metal object, which resembled a thick, rough, stunted rod, and handed it to Angie. Angie puzzled over the object in her hands. It had slits at both ends, and she would have said it looked like a dagger hilt, but both ends looked like they would hold the blade, and the blade was no where to be seen. So she just shook her head. Still grinning, Kim took the object back and held it parallel to the ground. Instantly twin daggers shot out from either end of the rod. Angie whistled appreciatively. Kim still smiled. Apparently that wasn't all she had to show. She placed the dagger parallel to the ground, and it hovered in the air when she released it. As she moved her hands over the twin blades, they lengthened to follow her spreading arms, quickly becoming sword length each. Kim snapped them back into the hilt and turned to her friend for approval.

Angie grinned. She had to admit that was one really cool weapon, even for a Dreamworld contraption, despite its rugged appearance.

"I've been working on it for a few nights now," Kim said, fondly cradling the double bladed dagger. "I thought that if Freddy had a trademark weapon, then I should make one too." She snapped the blades open without warning and threw the weapon, which whirled through the air and struck a target set up for crossbows with deadly accuracy. Kim threw another one, which also whirled through the air, but sailed to the side of the target.

"You missed," Angie pointed out.

"Just watch," Kim replied calmly. The dagger came whistling past the other side of the target to return boomerang style to its caster, who neatly plucked it from the air. Angie was most definitely impressed, though she tried to mask it.

"That's really cool," she admitted. She smiled ruefully. "Wish I could make something like that."

"You can," Kim said, taking Angie's arm and bringing her to Elmstreet. "You just need to think up a weapon, design it, and find some trash to mold into it. It's not that hard."

Angie snorted. "I'll see you later," she called to her friend and preceded on to Freddy's house. Kim watched the goth walk off, and with a grim smile, dreamwalked herself away from Elmstreet. She was on another mission tonight.

During the day she had gone over her victim list again, trying to pick out someone she could find with relative ease. She had chosen Philip, one of Kristen's friends from Westin Hills Hospital. He had been the one who enjoyed making puppets in his spare time, and Freddy had killed him by turning him into a human marionette, then walking him off the roof of the building.

Kim emerged in front ofthe Westin Hillsof Kristen's day, and calmly walked up the path. She wasn't really expecting to confront anyone, so it was a rather large shock when, after locating and arriving on the appropriate floor, she came face to face with the bitch of a doctor who had been in charge of Kristen and her friends. The one who had sedated Kristen, refused to listen to Nancy, barred Nancy from the children who needed her. The one who had sedated Kristen forcing Nancy and the other kids to plunge into Freddy's Dreamworld after her, and had therefore been responsible for the deaths of Taryn, Will, and Nancy herself. Kim began to seethe as she stared at the doctor, anger consuming her mind.

"What do you think you're doing here?" the doctor was demanding. "You don't have access to this floor, it's restricted! These children need special attention, no one is to see them!"

Vaguely, Kim could here screams from down the hall. Mastering her fury she smiled benignly at the doctor.

"You know I've seen what you're doing for these kids and there's something I've always wanted to do if I met you."

The doctor frowned a little. "And that would be?"

Kim's expression changed from smiling to pure, unadulterated rage in a split second. Before the doctor could blink Kim's fist connected with the side of her head and she fell in a crumbled heap. She staggered to her feet, staring up at the girl before her in shock.

"That," Kim hissed in a voice filled with venom. "That was for Philip!" she kicked the doctor hard in the shins. "That was for Jennifer!" She continued lashing out angrily. "That's for Joey, and Taryn, and Will!" Kim stepped back then, as the doctor tried to collect herself once again, her face a mask of anger.

"How dare you!" she snapped. "All I've done is help these children!" her anger faded to fear at the look on Kim's face.

"Help them right into Freddy's arms! They died because of you!" Kim stepped back once more. This woman was just an illusion, an attempt to waylay her. But Kim felt an enormous satisfaction with taking her anger out on the doctor's illusion anyway. She threw her arm in front of her and screamed "Shatter!" Calling on the powers she had so recently discovered, the powers that upon Kincade's seeing had caused him to advise her to find Kristen. The ripple of energy bent the air as ripped through the hall, and through the doctor, causing her image to shatter and vanish. Kim dropped her arm, feeling enormously satisfied.

She walked calmly down the hall, listening for the telltale sound of an anguished scream. Eventually, her search led her to the roof and she found what, or in this case whom, she had been searching for. Philip was being led around the roof by an invisible puppeteer, arms stretched in front of him like a zombie. Every so often one of the strings would jerk violently and he would cry out helplessly.

Kim snapped open her double bladed dagger and started to spin it around. "To free a puppet," she started, then cast the weapon. "You cut the strings," she finished. The blade whistled through the air, slicing through several of the strings parading Philip around puppet style. He fell to one side, the other still suspended by the string. The blade came whistling back to cut through the rest of the string before returning neatly once again to the hand of its caster. Philip collapsed to the roof, groaning. Closing her weapon she ran over to where Philip lay. His arms and legs were ripped open and bloody from where the strings had been attached to him. Kim grimaced. She would have to heal him, but she would have to work fast. Freddy had to know what she was up to by now.

Placing a hand over Philip's arm she manipulated the fabric of the dreamworld around her, bending it to her command. It was harder to do than usual, because this was Freddy's territory, and she was fighting his control the whole time. She wasn't sure how much time had passed when she finally looked up again, Philip completely healed. They both stood up, Philip staring in wonder at his now healed limbs, puppet strings no longer emerging from them. He opened his mouth to speak when an all too familiar roar of rage was heard from the opposite end of the roof. Kim swore loudly, reaching out with her mind to find the edge of this particular dreamscape, the closest point where she could free Philip.

"Do you trust me?" she asked him suddenly. Philip looked at her with a wary expression but upon seeing Freddy at the end of the roof, rapidly closing the distance between them, he nodded and placed his hand in Kim's outstretched one. She jerked his arm and all but dragged him to the edge of the roof, then jumped off with Philip in tow.

(Hmmmnnn. To stop here or not to stop here. That is the question. Nah, I'm not that mean. And besides, my reviewers would kill me if I stopped here. (Eyes pitchforks and torches reviewers are holding.) So on we go!)

Angie shifted her position on the couch, trying to get comfortable again. Freddy was sitting on the opposite end of the couch, and both were watching a movie. They had decided to stay in the house for this one, instead of going out. Angie loved watching the Resident Evil movies, Alice kicked ass.

Freddy was laughing every time he saw the zombies. Or the lickers. Or Nemisis. Or anything else that would maim and/or kill anyone and everyone in sight. He cheered whenever someone actually did die. Angie grinned. She knew he would love these movies. She would have to sketch him a few scenes from them for him.

After the last movie ended the two were half heartily suggesting other movies when Freddy's head snapped up. Angie suppressed a groan as he started swearing and vanished. She had forgotten that Kim had been planning on rescuing someone tonight. She couldn't really be mad at her friend, but it was annoying to have her evening interrupted. She sighed and settled down to draw her manga. At least Kim had waited until after the movie.

Freddy no sooner arrived on the roof where he had Philip when he saw said victim standing next to his arch enemy. He ran towards them. She wasn't getting away with this one, not this time! But the two started running as well. Freddy smiled grimly. There was no where for them to go. But to his utter astonishment the two leapt off the edge of the building. Freddy saw the barrier of his dreamscape shatter like a pane of glass, and the two vanished. Cursing colorfully, Freddy kicked the edge of the roof. That damn bitch had managed to pull another trapped soul right out from under his nose, and he was furious.

Kim and Philip landed safely on someone's lawn. Philip barely had time to take in his surroundings when they promptly faded to black. He looked around. He felt different, looser, not tied down anymore. Then it hit him. He was free. He stared in astonishment at the girl beside him.

Kim laughed and gave him a push. "Go on, get out here. You certainly waited long enough." Smiling now, Philip faded from sight, a heartfelt thank you echoing back to where Kim stood.

After a few seconds though, she left the lawn she had reappeared on, dreamwalking to her amusement park. She didn't want to confront Freddy right now, so she would stay here the rest of the night. Who knew, maybe she could have it up and running by tomorrow night. Grinning, she got to work.

Hope you all liked! And for those of you Kristen fans don't worry, she's coming soon. I'd like to know if anyone wants to see me put Freddy on a roller coaster.

Freddy: NOOO!!!!! DON'T LET HER! I HATE HIGHTS! PLEASE NOOOO!!!

Me and Angie: 0.o

Me: Anyway, Angie wants me to put Freddy on a coaster (ignoring pleading Freddy in the background.) If anyone else wants to see the rather funny sight I have cooked up, let me know and I'll put it in. Till next time then!

Oh and, I GOT A PUPPY! I'M SO HAPPY!!!! YAAAAYYYY!!! Ahem. Just thought might care to know. Okay so you probably don't but I'm excited, sue me.