Chapter 11: Training With Uncle Freddy
Uncle Freddy let out a chuckle and wrapped one of his arms around my shoulders. "I love this kid; I tell ya she's one of my favorite nieces."
I smiled.
"Freddy.", Aunt Esther cut in. "She's your only niece."
"I know, that's why she's my favorite.", Uncle Freddy laughed.
I smiled and stood up from my seat and walked over to my dad. "Dad?", I asked.
My dad looked down at me in response.
"Would you train me tomorow? And then Uncle Michael could train me the day after."
My dad thought for a moment and nodded. I smiled and reached over and gave him a hug. Then, I ran off after Uncle Freddy as he led the way up the stairs.
"What are you going to teach me Uncle Freddy?", I asked.
"You'll soon find out.", he called over his shoulder. I followed him towards his room and he walked inside. I followed him and looked around to see that his room was painted a dark green with paintings of children playing, hung on the wall. His bed was decorated in a dark red and black design comforter along with red matching pillows. He walked over to a desk that stood on the other side of the room and opened one of the drawers. He pulled out his glove and turned to me.
"Catch.", he said as he threw the glove at me.
I caught it with two hands and looked down at it. I ran my fingers over the blades and notices a little bit of dried blood smeared on the edges of the blades. I turned the glove over and slipped my right hand inside. Once my hand was in, I flexed my fingers and watched the blades move in a swift manner. I smiled and started moving my hand up in down in slashing movements as I began to prentend that I was slashing something. Just then, a chuckle interupted my thoughts and I stopped what I was doing and looked up to see Uncle Freddy smiling down at me.
"Like it?", he asked.
I looked at the glove and back up at him. I nodded. "Yeah."
"I made it myself. Comes pretty handy too.", Uncle Freddy smirked.
I took the glove off and handed it back to him. Uncle Freddy slipped it on and stretched his arms out. I wondered why he done that until I realized his clothes changed. He had his stiff red/green sweater on, along with a pair of his dirty brown pants, black shoes and his fedora hat. I looked down to see that I was still in my clothes from last night, but I didn't care. I wasn't in the mood for changing anyway.
"So where we going to train at?", I asked.
"There's two places, but we can only train at one place per day. There's my boiler room and then there's the dream world, which is my favorite, where all the nightmares and action takes place."
"Um.", I thought for a moment. "What would you be training me in the dream world?"
"To kill. Uncle Freddy is going to teach you step by step on how to kill a victim in their sleep. I promise you kiddo, if your ever going to go out to kill your enemy, the best way to do it is in their sleep."
I thought of Uncle Freddy killing someone in their sleep, but quickly push the thought away.
"What would you be training me in the boiler room?", I asked.
"To fight. When it comes to killing your victim, there will always come a time where a fight would break out. You ever heard of the phrase called, A fight to the Death?"
I thought for a moment and nodded.
"Well, there you go. Your fighting to the death with your enemy. The enemy is fighting in order to survive and your fighting in order to kill.", Uncle Freddy said.
I nodded my head, taking in everything that Uncle Freddy said.
"Now, with that said, today's training will be learning to fight. You think your ready?"
I thought for a moment and nodded my head. "I'm ready."
Uncle Freddy smirked down at me and leaned down to pick me up. "Close your eyes."
I did as I was told and closed my eyes. No sound was made, but there was rush of wind that hit me like a ton of bricks. I clutched onto Uncle Freddy as the wind got stronger. I wondered what was happening and before I knew it, it stopped.
"Are you ok?", I heard Uncle Freddy ask.
I opened my eyes slowly and looked around. We were in the boiler room. I looked at Uncle Freddy and nodded my head. He sat me down and fixed his glove. I stood up and watched as he walked over towards a pipe and ran his blades over it. Sparks flew from the pipes as he did that. Uncle Freddy stopped with his blades and walked back over towards me.
"Wait.", he said, looking down at me. "Your not really dress in order to fight."
I looked down at my clothes and cocked my eyebrow. What was the difference? They were just clothes. Just then, with a swift of Uncle Freddy's blade, my clothes changed and something landed on top of my head. I looked down and saw myself in a pair of brown pants, black shoes and a red/green sweater. I reached my hand up and took off whatever was on my head. I looked down and saw a fedora hat that was similar to Uncle Freddy's. I gasped. I looked back down at myself again and smiled. Uncle Freddy dressed me up like him.
"Now your ready to fight.", Uncle Freddy chuckled.
I smiled and put the fedora hat back on. I stood in front of Uncle Freddy and waited for him to make the first move. He looked down at me and he looked sort of puzzled.
"What's wrong?", I asked.
"Your missing something. But what though? Awh! That's it!", Uncle Freddy exclaimed. Uncle Freddy snapped his head back. I wondered why he done that and that was when I felt something on my right hand. I looked down and saw something shiny. I lifted my hand up and gasped. On my right hand was Uncle Freddy's blade glove. Only this one was smaller so that it would fit perfectly on my hand. I smiled. Uncle Freddy made a glove just for me.
"Now your ready to fight.", Uncle Freddy smirked.
Uncle Freddy smirked and wiggled one of his blade finger at me. "Give me your best shot girly."
I looked at the glove and then back at Uncle Freddy. I smiled and ran full speed towards Uncle Freddy. He didn't move or anything. I stopped and sliced his stomach; at least I think I did. My blades left slash marks in his worn out sweater. Uncle Freddy looked down at me and chuckled. Then before I knew it, I was flying back into the pipes as Uncle Freddy hit me. I hit my back hard against the pipe and fell to the floor with a thud. I groaned in pain and rolled over on my back.
"Come on Ash, you gotta be tougher and faster than that.", I heard Uncle Freddy say.
I let out a groan and felt myself being lifted. I looked up see Uncle Freddy helping me up. He knelt down to my level so that we were face to face.
"Remember Ashley, whenever your fighting your enemy, you must be quick and fast and tough. If your enemy picked up and threw you the way I did, you gotta ignore the pain and get up fast and fight back. You gotta give it your all kiddo.", Uncle Freddy said, tilting my hat so he can see my eyes.
I held back the tears that were coming and sighed. I reached my hand back to rub my back. I took in what Uncle Freddy said and nodded my head as he waited for a response. Uncle Freddy rubbed my arms and stood back up.
"Uncle Freddy?", I asked. "If I ever do fight, would you and my dad and the others be there with me or would it just be me and my enemy alone?"
"It depends Ash; it all depends. Like for example, if you hated a person and wanted to kill them, that's your buisness; that's your kill, but if someone from out of nowhere tried to harm you, then yes, I would be there."
I nodded my head, trusting Uncle Freddy's words. I held up my glove with a smirk. "Ready for another round Uncle?"
Uncle Freddy looked down at me and held up his glove also. "Ready.", he smirked.
Uncle Freddy and I had been fighting all day. He showed me all kinds of moves and tricks that I can use on my victim when I go to fight. He showed me parts on the human body that were known as targets, but also known as the human's weaknesses. These targets were the spots that I could stab, shoot or do whatever to make the victim suffer and die. After Uncle Freddy showed me that, we played another round of fighting. We fought five rounds and I won three of them. How that happened was because of the targets on the human body that Uncle Freddy showed me. Punching and stabbing those targets really did make a person suffer. Especially the one target: the special spot between the legs.
Uncle Freddy was in pain for almost ten minutes until he finally decided to stand up and walk it off.
"Sorry about that Uncle Freddy. I was just trying out the weak spots you told me about.", I said.
Uncle Freddy let out a groan, but laughed afterwards. "Told you they work."
I giggled and just then, a pipe had burst and steam had poured out. I turned to Uncle Freddy.
"Time to go home now; training is over.", Uncle Freddy said.
I nodded and took off my fedora hat. I wiped the sweat off my forehead with my sleeve and felt myself being picked up. Uncle Freddy held me in his arms and told me to close my eyes again. I obeyed and wrapped my arms around Uncle Freddy's neck while cluthing my hat. Just then, the wind picked up from around me and I felt like I was flying. I squeezed my eyes shut and buried my face in Uncle Freddy's shoulder. It felt like the wind was about to rip my skin off until then, I felt warm air. I lifted up my head and opened my eyes.
"We're home kiddo.", Uncle Freddy said, setting me down. I smiled and looked around to see that I was in Uncle Freddy's room from earlier. I put my fedora hat on and walked out of the room with Uncle Freddy following behind. I heard talking and laughter coming from down the stairs. I smiled and rushed over towards the stairs. As soon as I took a step down, wind slapped me in the face and I looked up to see Jeepers Creepers swoop up and crawl on the ceiling.
"Oh great, here comes the pet of the family.", I heard Uncle Freddy groaned.
I rolled my eyes at what he said and looked up at Jeepers Creepers and smiled. I waved up at him. Jeepers Creepers huffed in response and swoop down the stairs. I smiled and ran down after him. I jumped off the last step and ran into the living room. I saw my dad sitting on the couch along with Uncle Michael and Uncle Pinhead.
Uncle Leatherface, Uncle Chucky and Glen were all playing the Xbox. I smiled and ran over towards my dad.
"Dad!", I smiled.
My dad looked at me and before he could say anything, I chocked him into the biggest hug I could ever give. My dad patted and rubbed my back.
How was the training sweetie?
, my dad asked.
I looked up at him and nodded. My dad starred at me for the longest moment and raised my right hand up to examine the glove Uncle Freddy had given me. Then, he dropped my hand and took off the fedora hat from my head.
"How was training love?" Uncle Pinhead asked.
I smiled at him and nodded. "It was great; Uncle Freddy taught me alot."
"Like what?"
"How to fight and he showed me some moves where to hit and stab the victims target places.", I replied with a smile.
Just then, Uncle Freddy walked into the room, holding an ice pack to his crotch. He took a seat on the recliner and took off his hat.
"Target places huh?", Uncle Pinhead smirked. "Hey Fred, did Ashley kick you in your target place?"
Everyone stopped and looked at Uncle Freddy and laughed. Uncle Freddy rolled his eyes and stuck his middle finger up at Uncle Pinhead.
"You'll be surprised at what she learned from me today. She can fight now. She kicked my ass like two or three times in a row.", Uncle Freddy laughed. I smiled and sat on my dad's lap. My dad was quiet all of a sudden as he looked down at my glove ad fedora hat.
"Are you ok dad?", I asked.
My dad looked up at me and nodded. Dad turned his head from me and turned his attention to the others playing the Xbox. I took my hat and glove back from my dad and replaced them back on. I played with the blades on my glove. I loved the sound they made when I flexed them and moved them against each other. Uncle Freddy must of notice this as I heard him chuckle. I looked over at him and he gave me a wink. I slid off my dad's lap and walked over to Uncle Freddy.
He saw me coming and he sat up and repositioned himself in the recliner.
"Uncle Freddy?", I asked. "What would the dreamworld be like?"
"It'll be a whole new other world for you Ash. When we do go, you must stay close by. Don't go wandering off because there are others in the dream world that are ready to snatch and kill litle girls like you.", Uncle Freddy said.
I cocked my eyebrow. "There are other's like you?", I asked.
Uncle Freddy shrugged. "Could be. You never know, but I don't think that we want to find out now do we?"
I shook my head. "Not really."
Uncle Freddy let out a chuckle and rubbed my head with his free hand. He then leaned up and kissed my forehead. I was taken back at this, but I let him. I never heard or saw this side of Uncle Freddy before. He might be mean and cruel on the outside, but I guess he can be sweet on the inside.
"I'm proud of you Ashley. You did really good today; really good."