Freddy Krueger
Mirror Images:
"Here we are, Springwood, Ohio," Maggie said in a high, cheery voice.
"Excuse me if I don't jump for joy," Zach said before giving Tracy control of her body back.
Everybody burst out laughing. Five minutes later, after the laughing died down, Tracy asked...
"Where are we going?"
"My parents had a house on Elm St. and my mom left it to me before she was killed in that car accident a year ago."
"Is there room for all three of us?" Doc asked.
"Yeah, there should be."
"Good," Tracy said.
"Ask her what the address is," Zach told Tracy.
"What's the address?" Tracy asked.
"1420 Elm St."
"Thanks Tracy that info will either help us or screw us over."
"Which is it, o mighty dream god?"
"How should I know? I'm only the most powerful creature in the world!"
Tracy chuckled but suddenly felt something leave her mind.
Five miles away, Jacob, sitting in his history class almost succumbed to the biting urge to screw this class and go to sleep. As the teacher rambled on, Jacob decided that it would be safe to risk a catnap, and slowly, his eyes began to close...
"Hey Jacob, Jacob, I need to talk to you."
Jacob opened his eyes and was looking straight into the eyes of Freddy Krueger!
"Holy shit, GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" he shouted.
"Whoa, whoa! Clam down Jacob it's me, Zach!"
"PROVE IT!" Jacob shouted in a shrill voice.
Zach turned around and instantly turned into his real from.
"Sorry about that, I just wanted to see how bad it would scare you."
"Well, you did a damn good job of it."
"Yeah, anyway, those people I told you about will be moving into the house right next to yours on the left ok?"
"Ok."
"Now you better wake up because your history teacher is about to notice you."
At that moment, Zach withdrew back to his Disneyland paradise and Jacob woke up seconds before his teacher noticed him.
Meanwhile
Krueger was wandering around his boiler room, bored to death and tired.
"I can't understand why I'm tried, I guess even psychopathic dream killers have to sleep." Krueger said as he sat up against a pole.
He was walking downstairs, his daughter. Katherine, was asleep upstairs and his wife was in the kitchen doing God knows what. He was going down to his "secret room," thinking of making another glove. Suddenly, an earsplitting screech cut through the air. Whipping around, he looked around but didn't see anything.
"One two Freddy's coming for you."
Krueger whipped around and saw nothing.
"Three four better lock your door."
Freddy was freaking out now, how could someone be doing this to him?
"Five six grab your crucifix."
Suddenly, Freddy flew back against the wall, arms sticking straight out of his side and to his horror, he couldn't move!
As the children sang their song, the screeching noise cut through the air again as a figure walked out of the shadow wearing a red and green-stripped sweater, dirty brow fedora, and steel clawed glove. When the figure stepped into the light, Freddy made a surprised noise, it was Zach.
"You."
"Me, surprised to see me?"
"You could say that."
"I didn't think you slept"
"Hey, psychopathic killers sleep too."
"Guess that's true." Zach said as he raised the glove, clicking the finger blades.
"What are you doing?" Krueger asked.
Zach just grinned an evil grin and Freddy saw flames flick across the blades. Zach grinned again and plunged the blades into the ground, causing flames to engulf the entire room. Freddy was scared now, the only thing that could scare him was fire and it showed.
"Ah ha," Zach said, raising a finger blade as if reaching some conclusion or breakthrough, "So you are afraid of something after all!"
Zach walked toward Freddy, who looked terrified, flames parting as he approached. When he got up to Freddy, he just smiled and plunged the glove into his stomach. Freddy gave a shout of pain, but Zach used his power and turned Freddy into a human torch. As Freddy howled in pain, Zach just walked away and snapped his fingers, causing Freddy to wake up.
Jumping off the pole, Freddy starting to pat himself to make sure he wasn't on fire. Breathing heavily, Freddy felt around for some dreaming kid, finding one, he took off from his boiler room and into the kid's dream.
Blake was walking down the street, whistling to himself, he had just had the best night of his life (I'll leave it to the reader to what happened). He had even overcome his fear of his own shadow (nudge nudge, wink wink)!
"Hey Blake," said a low, gritty voice.
Blake turned around to see the one and only Freddy Krueger standing in the middle of the street.
"Ah man, not you. Oh well, nothing can get me down now."
"Why is that?" Freddy asked.
"Because I just had the BEST night of my life, and I got over my fear of shadows."
"Ah I know what happened to you last night, and I will prevent it from ever happening again."
Freddy flicked his gloved hand up, but nothing happened.
"Is that all you've got? I've heard ghost stories about you and I was expecting more."
"You mean more that what's behind you?"
Blake turned and was faced with his own shadow, holding a pair of scissors. Before he could do anything, his shadow opened the scissors and thrust them at his crotch! Blake howled in pain as his own shadow castrated him! Laughing like a madman, Krueger took a moment to watch the blood pour out from where Blakes balls used to be. Stepping back from the action, Krueger pulled his hand back and this time HIS shadow shot along the ground toward Blake and then stood up, on top of the ground. Still howling with pain, Blake looked up at the shadow and knew in that moment, as the shadow's gloved hand shot toward his throat, that he would NOT be waking up.
"Here we are, Springwood, Ohio," Maggie said in a high, cheery voice.
"Excuse me if I don't jump for joy," Zach said before giving Tracy control of her body back.
Everybody burst out laughing. Five minutes later, after the laughing died down, Tracy asked...
"Where are we going?"
"My parents had a house on Elm St. and my mom left it to me before she was killed in that car accident a year ago."
"Is there room for all three of us?" Doc asked.
"Yeah, there should be."
"Good," Tracy said.
"Ask her what the address is," Zach told Tracy.
"What's the address?" Tracy asked.
"1420 Elm St."
"Thanks Tracy that info will either help us or screw us over."
"Which is it, o mighty dream god?"
"How should I know? I'm only the most powerful creature in the world!"
Tracy chuckled but suddenly felt something leave her mind.
Five miles away, Jacob, sitting in his history class almost succumbed to the biting urge to screw this class and go to sleep. As the teacher rambled on, Jacob decided that it would be safe to risk a catnap, and slowly, his eyes began to close...
"Hey Jacob, Jacob, I need to talk to you."
Jacob opened his eyes and was looking straight into the eyes of Freddy Krueger!
"Holy shit, GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" he shouted.
"Whoa, whoa! Clam down Jacob it's me, Zach!"
"PROVE IT!" Jacob shouted in a shrill voice.
Zach turned around and instantly turned into his real from.
"Sorry about that, I just wanted to see how bad it would scare you."
"Well, you did a damn good job of it."
"Yeah, anyway, those people I told you about will be moving into the house right next to yours on the left ok?"
"Ok."
"Now you better wake up because your history teacher is about to notice you."
At that moment, Zach withdrew back to his Disneyland paradise and Jacob woke up seconds before his teacher noticed him.
Meanwhile
Krueger was wandering around his boiler room, bored to death and tired.
"I can't understand why I'm tried, I guess even psychopathic dream killers have to sleep." Krueger said as he sat up against a pole.
He was walking downstairs, his daughter. Katherine, was asleep upstairs and his wife was in the kitchen doing God knows what. He was going down to his "secret room," thinking of making another glove. Suddenly, an earsplitting screech cut through the air. Whipping around, he looked around but didn't see anything.
"One two Freddy's coming for you."
Krueger whipped around and saw nothing.
"Three four better lock your door."
Freddy was freaking out now, how could someone be doing this to him?
"Five six grab your crucifix."
Suddenly, Freddy flew back against the wall, arms sticking straight out of his side and to his horror, he couldn't move!
As the children sang their song, the screeching noise cut through the air again as a figure walked out of the shadow wearing a red and green-stripped sweater, dirty brow fedora, and steel clawed glove. When the figure stepped into the light, Freddy made a surprised noise, it was Zach.
"You."
"Me, surprised to see me?"
"You could say that."
"I didn't think you slept"
"Hey, psychopathic killers sleep too."
"Guess that's true." Zach said as he raised the glove, clicking the finger blades.
"What are you doing?" Krueger asked.
Zach just grinned an evil grin and Freddy saw flames flick across the blades. Zach grinned again and plunged the blades into the ground, causing flames to engulf the entire room. Freddy was scared now, the only thing that could scare him was fire and it showed.
"Ah ha," Zach said, raising a finger blade as if reaching some conclusion or breakthrough, "So you are afraid of something after all!"
Zach walked toward Freddy, who looked terrified, flames parting as he approached. When he got up to Freddy, he just smiled and plunged the glove into his stomach. Freddy gave a shout of pain, but Zach used his power and turned Freddy into a human torch. As Freddy howled in pain, Zach just walked away and snapped his fingers, causing Freddy to wake up.
Jumping off the pole, Freddy starting to pat himself to make sure he wasn't on fire. Breathing heavily, Freddy felt around for some dreaming kid, finding one, he took off from his boiler room and into the kid's dream.
Blake was walking down the street, whistling to himself, he had just had the best night of his life (I'll leave it to the reader to what happened). He had even overcome his fear of his own shadow (nudge nudge, wink wink)!
"Hey Blake," said a low, gritty voice.
Blake turned around to see the one and only Freddy Krueger standing in the middle of the street.
"Ah man, not you. Oh well, nothing can get me down now."
"Why is that?" Freddy asked.
"Because I just had the BEST night of my life, and I got over my fear of shadows."
"Ah I know what happened to you last night, and I will prevent it from ever happening again."
Freddy flicked his gloved hand up, but nothing happened.
"Is that all you've got? I've heard ghost stories about you and I was expecting more."
"You mean more that what's behind you?"
Blake turned and was faced with his own shadow, holding a pair of scissors. Before he could do anything, his shadow opened the scissors and thrust them at his crotch! Blake howled in pain as his own shadow castrated him! Laughing like a madman, Krueger took a moment to watch the blood pour out from where Blakes balls used to be. Stepping back from the action, Krueger pulled his hand back and this time HIS shadow shot along the ground toward Blake and then stood up, on top of the ground. Still howling with pain, Blake looked up at the shadow and knew in that moment, as the shadow's gloved hand shot toward his throat, that he would NOT be waking up.