Ok, to start things off,this is my first NOES fanfic. so don't think that its going to be 'wicked,cool' or anything like that..that is thats what I think. I don't own Freddy, the house on 1428 Elm Street,Katie,Cassie,Tiffany,or Tyler...
Chapter One. In the beginning.
A girl, around the age of 15 is seen moving into that tall house on Elm street, the one with the vines growing up the sides and a few dead bushes planted here and there, yes, 1428 Elm Street is where this girl is moving into. She walks around the house,her black t-shirt standing out in the sun.She caries a sword on her back as she walks around the house. She slowly opens up the door to the house when she is startled by a boy.
"I woulden't go in there if I were you, that place is said to be a death home."The boy is on a bike,stoped at the edge of the driveway.
Tiffany:"...oh,well, I just moved here,and this is my home now."She turns around,looking at him."Who are you?"
"I'm Tyler, Tyler Links. I live on the other street, and you might be?"
Tiffany:"Tiffany Hyman. Nice to meet you Tyler...I guess."She shrugs once more then walks over."Hows the school here?I'm hoping its better than my old one."She rolls her eyes at the thought of it.
Tyler:"Its ok, theres to many preps at the place though, hard to fit in if your the new kid, I garente that its gonna suck for you."
Tiffany:Nods somewhat,not really caring."yeah,whatever..I don't really care as long as they stay out of my way. So,whats wrong with the place?My house that is."She says,looking back at her 'new home'.
Tyler:"Well, a child killer lived there, he still trys to kills us,but in our dreams, the people who servived say that he looks like a burned man with knives for fingers. I woulden't sleep in there if I were you,i'd get the hell away from the place if I were you."He looks at the place while saying that
Tiffany:"I think I can fend for myself. I guess i'll see you at school or somthing."She says as she begins to walk away.
Tyler:"If you don't get killed that is, good luck."With that he rides away as fast as he can,getting the hell away from there.
Tiffany watchs him go,thinking to herself. 'ok,that wasen't to much of a nice welcome..oh well, if what he says is true, i'll be having a rough night...' She shrugs,then walks back up to the house and looks around before going in. The door creaks open and she walks in,looking around. She walks into the living room first, seeing that the moving people have already put in her couch and chairs. She looks at the old tv, she notices that its not hers,its screen is busted and it looks like it hasen't been used in ages. She leaves and goes upstairs toward her room,she walks in and sees that they already put her stuff in there but messed it all up. She growls to herself."stupid pricks,can't do a god damn thing right..."She puts her bed next to the wall, not infront of the window like they hard it."idiots"She fixes it up then sits on it,waiting for her dad to come home.She takes out her sword and looks at it, its sharp and could make a pretty clean cut to kill someone if she had to. She puts it away then lays on her bed and waits for her dad to come home.
Cut to: 3:15 am, she had fallen asleep,her sword still in hand. She dreams.
She walks around her house, the hallways seem to be endless but she finally comes to a door and she opens it, once she does she seems to be in a very hot and steamy room. She hears the scream of pipes and the cracking of the floor when she walks.
Tiffany:"damn, this is one messed up house..."She walks around the endless maze of pipes, grabing the handle of her sword that is now on her back incase something happens. She walks untill she hears the sound of somthing scraping,like claws on a calkboard,but worse. She stops walking and looks at the derection where the sound came from."Show yourself..."she says, alittle tence,ready to attack anything. She hears the sound again,but this time it sounds like its coming in all derections of this place,this,s boiler room. She looks around,then begins to hear footsteps.She grips her sword tightly as a figure begins to come toward her,taking its time. At firsthe sees nothing,then in the dence light she sees somthing shining, it looks like knives attached to a glove,she then sees a red and green sweater that looks like its been through hell and back,then she sees some old boots and some brownish pants."...who the hell?"Then she finally sees his face,his burned and scared up face.She steps back,but he just keeps on coming."damn...what'd you do, trip and fall into a stove and cook yourself?"She says, he just chuckled.
Freddy:"No...just a bounch of prick parents decided to roast me in my own home...thats all,just like i'm going to do to you..fix you up and serve you just like the little piggy you are."He walks closer,spreading his knive fingers apart,but Tiffany sees whats coming and in a swift swing,she chops off his right arm.Green blood spews out of what remain of his arm and his hand that is on the floor.
Freddy:"Aww,not my arm...whatch what your slicin' you little bitch!"He leans over and picks up his hand and holds it up to his wrist and places it back on.
Tiffany:"...what..the hell?!"She backs up even more, but Freddy points to her and his glove flys off his hand,but she moves away,but it still cuts her stomic pretty badly.She screams a bit,but stands up looking at him. Her blue eyes now red for some reason,she runs at Freddy and slices at him again,but he grabs her sword with his gloved hand making her fall backward when he pushes her away she lands on a hot pipe,burning her back,making her wake up screaming. Her dad still isen't home, but she doesen't care."SHIT!"She jumps out of bed,her stomic bleeding and her back burning. She runs into the bathroom and begins to tend to her wonds,wencing in pain as she does.
Fade to black.
Chapter One. In the beginning.
A girl, around the age of 15 is seen moving into that tall house on Elm street, the one with the vines growing up the sides and a few dead bushes planted here and there, yes, 1428 Elm Street is where this girl is moving into. She walks around the house,her black t-shirt standing out in the sun.She caries a sword on her back as she walks around the house. She slowly opens up the door to the house when she is startled by a boy.
"I woulden't go in there if I were you, that place is said to be a death home."The boy is on a bike,stoped at the edge of the driveway.
Tiffany:"...oh,well, I just moved here,and this is my home now."She turns around,looking at him."Who are you?"
"I'm Tyler, Tyler Links. I live on the other street, and you might be?"
Tiffany:"Tiffany Hyman. Nice to meet you Tyler...I guess."She shrugs once more then walks over."Hows the school here?I'm hoping its better than my old one."She rolls her eyes at the thought of it.
Tyler:"Its ok, theres to many preps at the place though, hard to fit in if your the new kid, I garente that its gonna suck for you."
Tiffany:Nods somewhat,not really caring."yeah,whatever..I don't really care as long as they stay out of my way. So,whats wrong with the place?My house that is."She says,looking back at her 'new home'.
Tyler:"Well, a child killer lived there, he still trys to kills us,but in our dreams, the people who servived say that he looks like a burned man with knives for fingers. I woulden't sleep in there if I were you,i'd get the hell away from the place if I were you."He looks at the place while saying that
Tiffany:"I think I can fend for myself. I guess i'll see you at school or somthing."She says as she begins to walk away.
Tyler:"If you don't get killed that is, good luck."With that he rides away as fast as he can,getting the hell away from there.
Tiffany watchs him go,thinking to herself. 'ok,that wasen't to much of a nice welcome..oh well, if what he says is true, i'll be having a rough night...' She shrugs,then walks back up to the house and looks around before going in. The door creaks open and she walks in,looking around. She walks into the living room first, seeing that the moving people have already put in her couch and chairs. She looks at the old tv, she notices that its not hers,its screen is busted and it looks like it hasen't been used in ages. She leaves and goes upstairs toward her room,she walks in and sees that they already put her stuff in there but messed it all up. She growls to herself."stupid pricks,can't do a god damn thing right..."She puts her bed next to the wall, not infront of the window like they hard it."idiots"She fixes it up then sits on it,waiting for her dad to come home.She takes out her sword and looks at it, its sharp and could make a pretty clean cut to kill someone if she had to. She puts it away then lays on her bed and waits for her dad to come home.
Cut to: 3:15 am, she had fallen asleep,her sword still in hand. She dreams.
She walks around her house, the hallways seem to be endless but she finally comes to a door and she opens it, once she does she seems to be in a very hot and steamy room. She hears the scream of pipes and the cracking of the floor when she walks.
Tiffany:"damn, this is one messed up house..."She walks around the endless maze of pipes, grabing the handle of her sword that is now on her back incase something happens. She walks untill she hears the sound of somthing scraping,like claws on a calkboard,but worse. She stops walking and looks at the derection where the sound came from."Show yourself..."she says, alittle tence,ready to attack anything. She hears the sound again,but this time it sounds like its coming in all derections of this place,this,s boiler room. She looks around,then begins to hear footsteps.She grips her sword tightly as a figure begins to come toward her,taking its time. At firsthe sees nothing,then in the dence light she sees somthing shining, it looks like knives attached to a glove,she then sees a red and green sweater that looks like its been through hell and back,then she sees some old boots and some brownish pants."...who the hell?"Then she finally sees his face,his burned and scared up face.She steps back,but he just keeps on coming."damn...what'd you do, trip and fall into a stove and cook yourself?"She says, he just chuckled.
Freddy:"No...just a bounch of prick parents decided to roast me in my own home...thats all,just like i'm going to do to you..fix you up and serve you just like the little piggy you are."He walks closer,spreading his knive fingers apart,but Tiffany sees whats coming and in a swift swing,she chops off his right arm.Green blood spews out of what remain of his arm and his hand that is on the floor.
Freddy:"Aww,not my arm...whatch what your slicin' you little bitch!"He leans over and picks up his hand and holds it up to his wrist and places it back on.
Tiffany:"...what..the hell?!"She backs up even more, but Freddy points to her and his glove flys off his hand,but she moves away,but it still cuts her stomic pretty badly.She screams a bit,but stands up looking at him. Her blue eyes now red for some reason,she runs at Freddy and slices at him again,but he grabs her sword with his gloved hand making her fall backward when he pushes her away she lands on a hot pipe,burning her back,making her wake up screaming. Her dad still isen't home, but she doesen't care."SHIT!"She jumps out of bed,her stomic bleeding and her back burning. She runs into the bathroom and begins to tend to her wonds,wencing in pain as she does.
Fade to black.
