I do not own Dragon Ball Z, Jason Voorhees, or Freddy Krueger, but I do own
Brendant and Chaos.
Summary: 1-2, Freddy's coming for you. 3-4, Jason's at your door...
A/N: Just to answer any questions on why I didn't write a Freddy Krueger fic before I wrote this like I did Jason, there's enough Freddy vs DBZ fics on Fanfiction.net already, and this takes place a month after Friday the 13th XI: Jason's Vengance
PS: Listen to "Famous Monsters" by Saliva while reading this, since the song is basically about the two.
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Freddy Krueger muttered angrily to himself as he pulled himself from the pit of fire he was in.
He stood on the edge and looked in at all the other killers and smirked, saying "See ya later Dahmer! And you too Borden!" Freddy then dusted off his red and green striped sweater before he felt the top of his head, which was bare.
"Where is that damned thing?" Freddy wondered as he looked for something until he finally spotted a dusty old brown fedora.
"There it is." Freddy said with a dry chuckle as he picked up the hat and placed it upon his head like a royal's crown.
"Now that I have this back, it's time to settle some old scores, starting with the Z Fighters, and then Voorhees." Freddy said as he disappeared.
A few moments later, Freddy was back in his boiler room, and heard the sound of typing from the mortal world.
"Fresh meat." Freddy said with a morbid smile.
Pan sat her computer that night, typing up a report for her job. As she typed, she heard little kids singing "1-2 Freddy's coming for you. 3-4 better lock the door. 5-6 grab a cruxafix. 7-8 stay up late. 9-10 never sleep again."
"What the Hell?" Pan thought as she looked around for the source of the voice, but saw noone. She shrugged and continued typing until she heard the sound of metal blades being pulled across metal pipes. She looked around again, shrugged, and went back to work.
She had been working for a few minutes when the world around her began morphing, and Pan yelled "What in the Hell?" As she watched, her room slowly morphed into a steaming-hot boiler room illuminated in red lights.
"Hello?" Pan asked noone, and only heard the hiss of steam for a reply. Pan stood from her computer table, which sat in the middle of the boiler room, and began walking.
"Hello?" Pan called, and a distant voice of a small child called "Help me!"
"Who's there?" Pan called out, and the voice replied "Help! I'm scared and I'm hurt!"
"I'm coming! Hold on!" Pan said as she sprinted toward the source of the voice, which she soon found was a small crevice in the floor.
"Help!" the voice called again, and Pan looked down into the crevice, and saw a young boy hanging there. She reached down and pulled him up and set him on the floor.
"Where are we?" Pan asked, and the boy said "Your resting place!" before he kicked her in the chest, sending her onto a bed of spikes, all of which stabbed through her.
"Nighty-night!" the boy said, his voice becoming more gravally as he transformed into his true form, that of Freddy Krueger. Freddy sneered, showing his rotten yellow teeth as he placed a blanket over Pan's body.
Pan's head laid upon the keyboard of her computer, blood slowly collecting upon it.
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Summary: 1-2, Freddy's coming for you. 3-4, Jason's at your door...
A/N: Just to answer any questions on why I didn't write a Freddy Krueger fic before I wrote this like I did Jason, there's enough Freddy vs DBZ fics on Fanfiction.net already, and this takes place a month after Friday the 13th XI: Jason's Vengance
PS: Listen to "Famous Monsters" by Saliva while reading this, since the song is basically about the two.
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Freddy Krueger muttered angrily to himself as he pulled himself from the pit of fire he was in.
He stood on the edge and looked in at all the other killers and smirked, saying "See ya later Dahmer! And you too Borden!" Freddy then dusted off his red and green striped sweater before he felt the top of his head, which was bare.
"Where is that damned thing?" Freddy wondered as he looked for something until he finally spotted a dusty old brown fedora.
"There it is." Freddy said with a dry chuckle as he picked up the hat and placed it upon his head like a royal's crown.
"Now that I have this back, it's time to settle some old scores, starting with the Z Fighters, and then Voorhees." Freddy said as he disappeared.
A few moments later, Freddy was back in his boiler room, and heard the sound of typing from the mortal world.
"Fresh meat." Freddy said with a morbid smile.
Pan sat her computer that night, typing up a report for her job. As she typed, she heard little kids singing "1-2 Freddy's coming for you. 3-4 better lock the door. 5-6 grab a cruxafix. 7-8 stay up late. 9-10 never sleep again."
"What the Hell?" Pan thought as she looked around for the source of the voice, but saw noone. She shrugged and continued typing until she heard the sound of metal blades being pulled across metal pipes. She looked around again, shrugged, and went back to work.
She had been working for a few minutes when the world around her began morphing, and Pan yelled "What in the Hell?" As she watched, her room slowly morphed into a steaming-hot boiler room illuminated in red lights.
"Hello?" Pan asked noone, and only heard the hiss of steam for a reply. Pan stood from her computer table, which sat in the middle of the boiler room, and began walking.
"Hello?" Pan called, and a distant voice of a small child called "Help me!"
"Who's there?" Pan called out, and the voice replied "Help! I'm scared and I'm hurt!"
"I'm coming! Hold on!" Pan said as she sprinted toward the source of the voice, which she soon found was a small crevice in the floor.
"Help!" the voice called again, and Pan looked down into the crevice, and saw a young boy hanging there. She reached down and pulled him up and set him on the floor.
"Where are we?" Pan asked, and the boy said "Your resting place!" before he kicked her in the chest, sending her onto a bed of spikes, all of which stabbed through her.
"Nighty-night!" the boy said, his voice becoming more gravally as he transformed into his true form, that of Freddy Krueger. Freddy sneered, showing his rotten yellow teeth as he placed a blanket over Pan's body.
Pan's head laid upon the keyboard of her computer, blood slowly collecting upon it.
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