DISCLAIMER: I do not own Freddy Krueger.

Sorry it took so long…someone please read and review!  I need to know whether to continue this or not….

The shadows deepen on the rocky ledge.  Stars begin to shine in the sky above the mountain.  The exotic crystals in the rocks twinkle with a radiant beauty not found much of anywhere else—even in this realm.  In the cool light we see Psycho Pirate (PP), Michelle Ariyanna Myers (MAM), and Freddy Krueger (FK). 

FK:      (whining)  I can't see!  It's so damn dark!

PP:       Quit your whining!  Now from what I know of you, you can see just fine in near dark!  How 'bout you, Michelle?

MAM:  I've heard rumors about this land…Home of Lord Samhain—father of all madness (and murder), lord of the runes (at least Thorn)….  Anyways, I can see just fine—thanks to my mixed blood.  Is it true?

PP:       Is what true?

MAM:  About the assassins from here?

PP:       The assassins?  Oh yes.  The assassins.  Yes it's true.  The best do come from here.  Same for murderers.  It is also true that all murderers come here at least once in their life and/or career.  That's why I brought you here.  To make your choice.

MAM:  What choice?

PP:       You'll find out soon enough.

FK:      So it is true! --- I still can't see!

PP:       I forgot you were once human and still lack nocturnal vision…Here.  *A globe of light appears above PP's outstretched hand, illuminating the stairway* This better?

FK:      I guess… At least I can see…

PP:       Quit complaining.  Let's go, everybody, before full dark hits.

MAM:  Am I crazy—don't say I already am, I know that, and am speaking figuratively—or are there two stair cases all of a sudden?

FK:      What's up with her?  She looks kind of woozy all of a sudden.

PP:       *stops in mid-step up.  One foot is on the first stair.*  (surprised)  Huynh?  *Turns around* Aw, dammit!  Freddy, help!  She's going under!

FK:      Oh goody.  *smiles mischievously*

PP:       Oh, no you don't.!  *hits FK in the head*  I know what you were thinking—and you're not going to do it!

FK:      Rrrrr….So what do you want me to do?

PP:       Catch HER!  Idiot.

FK:      OK.  But what did they do to her?

PP:       Far as I know, before I got to her, the doctors were going to give her a shot to sleep.  Seems they succeeded.

FK:      But why did it take so long?

PP:       You oughta know by now.  Time doesn't work the same in the Shadow Realms, especially in that realm.  Time there is so slow, that in a sense, it has stopped.  Here, it varies.

FK:      But what can I do?

PP:       As I said  before, catch her.  Support her.  I'll carry her the whole way.

MAM:  Unnh… Mmmm…. Michael?....

*PP steps down and walks over to MAM up in her arms.  She is as light as a feather and so deeply asleep that she is dead to the world.  Actually, she is unconscious.*

PP:       Come.

            *          *          *

~~* Later *~~

We are at the gates of the castle.  The doors are black, apparently made out of the same rock as the mountain, and intricately carved with designs.  The designs are lined with silver, gold, and other precious metals, along with some exotic metals.

*PP places right hand on an intricately carved panel near the doors*

PP:       Semale.  (…approximately "open"…)

The panel begins to glow.  The glow grows brighter, enveloping PP's hand.

FK:      Magic...?  O.o …

*PP concentrates even harder*

~I wonder if it will still respond…~

The glow spreads along the metal inlays.  The patterns suddenly grow brighter.  The whole effect is blinding.

~Yes!~

PP:       Dai pai. Akura moi.  (Doors open.)

The doors open, emitting a sapphire blue light.

PP:       Come.

*They step in.  That is, PP and FK do, while MAM is held by PP.*

We see a strange looking alien—long, bent ears; long, thin face; long, sharp-looking teeth set in a small mouth. It has two thumbs set apart from each other, and three fingers.  The alien's is Cthate in its language (the language of this realm), in English, Red Butter Ling (RBL).

RBL:    Nasaka, Imajaka ai Onay Kama.

PP:       Don't use my real name, Cthate. English, please.

RBL:    Sorry.  English, then.  Welcome, … (pause) … and who might you be?

PP:       You know me, Psycho Pirate?

RBL:    Yes. I do. But what about everyone else?

PP:       This here, in my arms, is Michelle Ariyanna Myers.

RBL:    Daughter of Michael Myers?

PP:       Yes.

RBL:    Great potential in that one…  Who is that behind you?

*PP turns and glares at Freddy*

PP:       Your turn, Freddy.  Speak your name.

FK:      What the hell was that?!!!!

RBL:    So the silent one can speak?... (Laughs)  Speak your name, Nightmare!

FK:      (smugly) And what if I don't?  *he grins*

RBL:    I shall be forced to sacrifice you to Lord Samhain.

*FK's smile disappears*

FK:      ~* Maybe I should tell him. *~ Fred Krueger.

RBL:    Ahh, Freddy…  I'm sure lord Ixtra remembers you.

FK:      Yeah, I'm sure…

PP:       Shut your mouth before you get into any more trouble!

RBL:    So what are you here for?  I see that Michelle has come for her Choice?

PP:       For the first question, the answer is…we are herre to meet with Lord Ixtra to gain information about the whereabouts Master Qing Xe Na.  And the second answer is yes.  So where is Ixtra?

RBL:    He's asleep.  You look like you could use some sleep.  How 'bout I show you to the guest rooms?

PP:       That would be nice.  And if we could bring Michelle to her room first, would that be okay?

RBL:    That would be fine.  Come.  Let us go.

*They head off into the castle following RBL*

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We are at a room that is sparsely furnished.  So much so that it seems to be a prison cell—which, it is, actually.

RBL:    (to Freddy) This'll be your room—NO ESCAPING!  You are not exactly free from what I've heard!

FK:      (whining)  But…but…

PP & RBL:       No BUTS!

PP:       Now quit whining and get in!

*Freddy enters the cell*

*RBL locks the door*

FK:      Arrrr….  ~*Maybe I can still escape*~

PP:       I HEARD that!  You still can not escape!

FK's mind:       Damn telepaths.

(outside)

PP:       Lock the door if you haven't already and place the simple spells.  I'll place the major ones. (to a servant)  Post a guard to make sure he doesn't leave.

Servant:            Yes, sir.

PP:       (to RBL)  We shall wait here till she comes back.  In the meantime, I shall set up the spells and traps that will keep him locked in.  Is that all right?

RBL:    Yes, sir.

*PP starts to chant and weaves her hands in the air*

PP:       There.  It is finished.  *peers down the hallway*  Ah, she comes back!  With two guards!  Good…

*the servant arrives out of breath*

Servant:            Princess, I have brought two guards for you…

PP:       (anger flaring)  Must I remind you?  I am of mixed blood!  I may hold the title, but shall never be crowned queen.  Or Lord (Lady).

Servant:            Then what may I call thee?

PP:       Sin-jan.

Servant:            You can't be serious!

RBL:    I hardly believe she would kid about such a thing…especially since she is favored….

PP:       He's right.  I'm not kidding you.  I am, in fact, deadly serious.  Do you understand?

Servant:            Yes, I understand.  But the female version of Thorn?

PP:       That is what my true name means—"Daughter of Thorn".

Servant:            Alright.  Sin-jan, then.

PP:       Good.

            *          *          *

A lushly furnished room.  In it we see the figure of Michelle Ariyanna Myers on a canopied bed, sleeping—or is she still unconscious?  The room is furnished in luxurious silks and tapestries.  It looks warm and inviting, unlike the part of the castle we just saw.

PP's voice:       Is she going to pull through?

We now se a very tall alien, obviously a lord or king, what looks like a doctor, and Psycho Pirate, also known as Sin-jan.

Doctor (Dr.):    Well, Sin-jan, the danger is over and the diagnosis is good.  With the help of our—actually my—magic, she is now conscious.  But, she is still asleep.  If we wake her now, all is lost.  We have to wait for her to wake up on her own.

PP:       How long will that take?

Dr.:      Sin-jan, I do not know.  Perhaps by morning, perhaps earlier, or even later…  I do not know.  It is up to her body and her mind.  (pause)  As for you, Sin-jan, I think you need some rest yourself.  Relax—

PP:       (interrupting)—I can do it myself.  Should I go to my old room?

Dr.:      Yes, no one else has ever stayed there…

PP:       Go kiwa!  (Good night!)

Dr.:      Go kiwa, Sin-jan!  (Good night, Thorn!)

*PP disappears*

Will this story ever end?  What will happen to the daughter of Michael Myers?  What is the Choice?

Find out when I get the next chapter up!