NOES 7: Mirror images.
Hey everybody, Firebird 13 here, just though I should warn you that this chapter features EXTREME amounts of gore. You want amputation, you got it. You want decapitation, you got it. If you want one of the most EXTREME gore fests on this site, you sure as hell got it! Also, I have a concept for a sequel that I am already planning. I will only write and post it if this fic gets 20 reviews. That said; enjoy the final chapter in A Nightmare on Elm St.: Mirror Images.
"Hey Brad!" Jacob called in the middle of the school hallway.
"Hey Jake, what's up?"
"Actually," Jacob said as he came up to his friend, "something very important."
"Which would be..."
"Its about the you-know-what that belonged to you-know-who," Jacob said in an undertone.
"What, you mean the glove?" Brad said in an even quieter voice.
"Yes, Brad, what I'm about to tell you is very serious and I need your cooperation."
"Ok, what is it?"
Jacob took a deep breath and said two words, "He's back."
The dark color of Brad's skin faded almost completely. "Are you sure? I mean absolutely sure?"
Jacob nodded.
"Brad, I'll understand if you don't want to get involved, but I need you to give me the glove," the bell to signal class sounded, "Look, you have the rest of the school day to think it over, when you have your answer, come to 1420 Elm st." with that, Jacob ran to his next class.
7 hours later
Brad was standing in front of 1420 Elm st. wondering if he should go in or not. Ringing the doorbell, he had only seconds to wait before Doc opened it.
"You must be Brad, come in."
Brad did so and within minutes, was introduced to everyone in the group. He didn't hit it off well with Tracy, giving her a "Hey baby, what's up?" before receiving a look that said, "you won't be if you so much as look at me wrong."
"So what's the deal, how do we stop this guy?" Brad asked.
It took all of an hour to explain it all. Even if this guy was Jacob's friend, he was incredibly thick. After explaining everything, Brad pulled out the glove and asked when they would leave.
"As soon as Jacob gets here." Maggie replied.
As if on cue, the doorbell rang and Tracy got up to answer it was Jacob.
"Hey Brad, you have the glove?"
Brad raised a bundle of cloth and shook it, causing the metal to rattle.
"Good, when do we leave?"
"Right now," Doc answered.
Once they were all in the truck, Tracy asked how long it would take to get to the junkyard.
"About an hour," Jacob said, "I rode my bike there after school and it took my about 2hrs. and 45 mins. That's why I was so late, but with a vehicle, it should take between 45 minutes to an hour."
"Ok," Tracy replied as she settled in to take a nap.
"Why's she going to sleep?" Brad asked.
Jacob sighed, they hadn't told Brad about Zach, and they didn't think they should. Brad however, needed to understand the full picture or he might end up just leaving when this got weird, and rest ashured, it WILL get weird.
"There's something I...we, didn't tell you."
"And that would be?"
As Jacob explained about Zach, Tracy was trying to find him. Instead of arriving at the field, she arrived at Disneyland. Zach felt her arrive, but was deliberately hiding from her. After ten minutes of searching, Zach finally showed himself.
"There you are, I've been looking all over for you," Tracy said, sounding half relieved and half annoyed.
"What is it?" Zach asked.
"We're on our way to the junkyard and we need you to keep him busy."
"No problem, and Tracy, when this is over, I promise I'll find a way that we can be together."
Tracy nodded and began to fade away as she woke up.
Zach sighed, "So here it is...the final fight."
Sighing once more, he snapped his fingers and was instantly clothed in Freddy's outfit, glove always included. In that moment, he knew that if they didn't stop him here, if he won instead of them, he would never be stopped. (sorry if that sounds clichéd). Waving his hand, Zach appeared inside of Freddy's boiler room.
"Freddy!" he shouted, "Where are you? It's time to finish this!"
An ear-splitting shriek cut through the air and Freddy stepped out of the shadows, dragging his glove along a pipe.
" 'Finish this!' he says. What makes you think you can?"
"Nothing really, just the fact that I am sick of you is enough motivation to kill you, not to mention a good motivator is all I need to do something."
Krueger scowled, "You think I'm going to just stand here and let you beat me up?"
"No, but that's what makes it fun!" Zach said brightly.
"I'm not going to lose," Freddy said coldly.
"Neither am I," Zach said, determination dripping from every word.
They rushed each other at the exact same time.
"We're here," Maggie said as they rolled up to the Springwood junkyard. Grabbing a shovel, Maggie, Doc, Tracy, Jacob, and even Brad started the long journey to the heart of the junkyard. Reaching the center, they began to dig in silence, everyone knowing the importance (with the possible exception of Brad) of what they were doing. While she was digging, Tracy was hopping that Zach was keeping Freddy busy.
Zach was keeping Freddy quite busy in fact, but he didn't have time to think as he ducked under a swipe from Freddy's gloved hand. Standing up, he didn't see the elbow that hit him in the face. Staggering back, he took the offensive with a wide right hook. Too wide, Freddy grabbed his arm with his right hand and punched at his gut with the left. Zach grabbed Freddy's fist and then ripped his right arm out of Krueger's grip and punched the dream stalker hard in the ribs, sending him flying into a web of pipes. Zach didn't see this because when Freddy flew, he created a copy of himself that was standing in front of Zach.
"That's a serious new one," Zach said in a tone of sarcastic surprise before getting kicked in the gut and launched into a wall. Then, both Freddys jumped up to his level as he was getting up.
"Ok now I have to fight two, that hardly seems fair." Zach said as he jumped up in the air, coming down, Zach looped his leg around Freddy #1's neck and used his other leg to flip him onto his stomach and simultaneously drive his knee into his back. Looking up, he saw that FK 2 was making to slash his face! Disappearing in a blast of fire, he reappeared behind him in midair. Freddy didn't have time to move before the back of Zach's boot slammed into the side of his head with so much force that he flew 50 ft. to the right. As FK 1 was getting back up, Zach whipped out a rocket launcher and used it to destroy FK 2.
"Damn you," Freddy said as he got up, "If you can handle two, lets see if you can handle THREE!"
This time, two copies appeared and all three rushed Zach. FK 1 slashed at Zach who stepped back, and then rolled over a hunched over Freddy to kick FK 2 in the face and then pin FK 2's throat to the ground and then flipped off him as FK 3 tried to gut him. Taking the offensive, Zach charged up another rainbow fist and when FK 2 leapt at him punched him square in the gut. What happened next was unbelievable, FK 2s body jerked and a blast that bore all the colors of the rainbow erupted from FK 2s back! Zach lowered his fist as FK 2 fell to the floor.
"Anyone else want some?" he asked.
Freddy growled, no one ever, EVER beat him at his own game and yet here this kid was, doing just that!
"I am so SICK OF YOU, YOU STUPID NIGGER!" he shouted.
The change in Zach's mood and face was astounding. His eyes, once brown and calm, were now red and cold, full of anger and hatred.
"Nigger is it? Huh, ok Krueger that does it. You and me, no clones."
"Very well," Freddy answered as he snapped his fingers and vaporized his remaining clone.
They just stood there, staring each other down. Without any warning, Zach charged Freddy and buried his fist in Freddy's gut. Freddy coughed up blood as he was launched off Zach's fist, but Zach didn't stop there. Grabbing Freddy's ankle, he threw him into the floor and then waved his hand, causing blades to appear on the soles of his boots. Jumping up in the air, Zach floated for a while, aiming. Freddy meanwhile was trying to recover from the gut busting punch.
"Damn it, I didn't think the brat could throw a punch like that!"
Not giving his enemy time to recover, Zach dropped out of the air and fell on Freddy's neck, slicing off his head! Laughing a totally insane laugh that resembled Freddy's and with an evil look in his now blood-shot eyes, Zach kicked the screaming head away from the body. Still laughing, Zach walked off.
"There, that's it. Now we go to the steel mill." Maggie said as she tossed the remains of her father in the back of her truck.
As they all plied in the truck, Brad asked one question.
"Would it be much trouble to drop me off at the next bus stop?" he asked, "The whole trip into the heart of the junkyard really freaked me out and I just want to go home."
"Sure," Maggie replied, "No problem."
"Thank you," Brad replied gratefully.
Back in the dream world, Freddy's head shot off the ground and shouted at Zach.
"Hey asshole, do you really think it's over?"
Zach spun around and Freddy grinned an evil grin at him. Zach spun around again to see Freddy's headless body raising it right hand! Zach didn't need another clue; he performed his disappearing trick and reappeared onto of a pole about 30 feet above the action. Ignoring Zach, Freddy's body bent down, grabbed his head and placed it on top of his neck!
"That's much better. Now," Freddy said as he turned to look at Zach, "to end this."
Zach just stood there, staring at him. Suddenly, he looks behind him and sees two Freddy clones above him, gloves raised. Jumping off the pole, he hovered in the air for a moment before another clone grabbed him from behind and held in place. Freddy chuckled as he flew up to Zach's level and smiled at him.
"Idiot," he said.
"Bastard," Zach spat.
Freddy continued to smile as he, without warning stabbed at Zach. Zach had anticipated this and disappeared again, causing Freddy to stab his clone instead! Flying down from his place above the action, Zach planted three swift kicks in the nearest clones chest before spinning around and kicking the head of another clone off, with it's spine coming along for the ride. Growling, Freddy kicked Zach in the stomach before his remaining clone punched him in the back of the head and sent him hurtling to the ground. Slamming into the floor with a sickening crunch, Zach rolled over onto his back to see the two Freddys charging him. Pointing at a pipe, it flew out of its place to throw itself into FK 2. Zach then pointed at another pipe above the incoming Freddy and the end of it became pointed and razor sharp. Zach dropped his hand and the pipe followed suit, plunging itself into Freddy's back. Zach got up and ran out of the way before his nemesis hit the ground. He didn't have much time to brood as FK 2 stabbed Zach in the back. Howling in pain, Zach tried vainly to pull the glove out his back, but to no avail. Then FK 2 pulled the glove out and the slashed Zach's back. Ignoring the pain as best he could, he turned around, thrust his hand into his opponent's gut, and ripped out his intestines! Freddy had gotten up and then pulled out the pipe that was protruding from his stomach, before throwing it at Zach! Zach had just healed the wounds that had been inflicted on him when he saw the pipe flying at him. Using the intestines like a whip, he wrapped them around the pipe and then swung it around over his head and into Freddy's side, sending Freddy onto another catwalk. Zach jumped up as Freddy got up. Jumping up at Freddy, Zach kicked at Freddy's head three time, causing Freddy to block three times. When Zach hit the ground, he aimed a roundhouse kick at Freddy's head; Freddy ducked and blocked another kick to his head but also slicing the leg with his glove! Zach fell down and began to crawl away. Leaning up against a wall, he didn't have time to react as the pipe he deflected with the intestine whip flew at his stomach and drove it's way through him and pinned him to the wall. Freddy then balled up his right fist and four steel tiles floated from the ground and when Freddy flattened out his hand, the tiles threw themselves at the pipe in Zach's stomach, one after the other, pushing it deeper and deeper in to Zach! Freddy was just about to gloat but then Zach, grunting at the effort of what he was doing, began to walk forward...off the pipe!
"Damn it boy, don't you know when to quit!" Freddy exclaimed.
"No," Zach replied, "and neither do you."
Zach then healed the hole in his chest and pointed at the pipe, causing it to fly into his open hand.
"Do you like baseball Freddy?" Zach said as he created a chain and attached it to the pipe, "I love baseball."
Freddy gave Zach a quizzical look before Zach turned the fighting arena from boiler room to baseball field. Zach smiled again as he swung his make shift weapon into Freddy's ribs, causing him to fly in to the wall below the stands.
"Oh yeah, home run!" Zach shouted as he ran around the bases.
Jumping out of the rubble he was buried under, Freddy ran at Zach just as he got back to home plate. Looking up, Zach saw this and swung his weapon again, this time knocking Freddy out of the park!
"Wahoo hoo, GRAND SLAM!" he shouted.
"Tell me Zach," said a low gritty voice from behind Zach, causing our hero to jump to the pitcher's mound, "what do you think of golf?"
Zach looked at Freddy, who was holding a golf club and had a ball at his feet, before turning around, bending over, pulling his pants down, kissing his hand and then slapping his ass. Freddy chuckled and then whacked the golf ball as hard as he could, sending the ball right up and into Zach's ass!
"Ass-hole in one!" Freddy shouted before changing the scenery back to his boiler room.
Extracting the golf ball from inside his intestines, Zach rushed Freddy, slashing at the dream killer with savage ferocity. Freddy managed to catch his arm after awhile and then punched Zach in the ribs, sending him flying back. As Zach landed, his glove scrapped against the floor until it caught on a messed up section of the floor. Stopping so suddenly, Zach felt like his arm had been ripped out of it's socket and as Freddy stepped closer, Zach knew that he was too off guard to retaliate and then Freddy threw his hand into the air and Zach was thrown off his feet. Freddy started moving his gloved hand around in various angles and Zach started to be thrown into various walls and pipes, kind of like a pinball. After Freddy had had his fun, he gave Zach a final throw before being allowed to fall to the ground.
"Aww, tilt." Freddy said as he dropped a very heavy boiler on his foe.
Jumping down, Freddy began to walk toward Zach and wad horrified to see him still alive! Kneeling down and pointing a finger blade at his enemy, he shouted, "Why won't you DIE?"
"Haven't you figured it out yet?" Zach asked, coughing up a load of blood.
"Figured what out?" Freddy asked.
"Why I'm so alike you, in so many ways."
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm your mirror image Freddy, I'm all you left behind," Zach said, lifting the boiler off him.
"Like what?"
"Like ideas of right and wrong, like notions of good and evil. Have you heard the 'mirror image' theory?"
"The what?"
"The mirror image theory. It says that for every evil in this world there is a good to counter it. Now, there have been many who have tried to fill that role, and yet you killed them all. The rest of the theory goes that if the evil overpowered the good, like you have, someone would come forward that would be an exact copy except that their personality, while retaining some of it's evil counterparts traits, would be the reverse of the evil one's; kind of writing something backwards and then holding it up to a mirror. Make sense yet?" Zach added coldly.
Freddy stepped back in horror, if what this kid was saying was true, then he HAD met his match! He couldn't believe this, how could some snot-nosed brat be the one to finish him! Zach then jumped on top of the boiler and looked down at Freddy, hands on his knees.
"Do you think of me Freddy?" it was Zach. Freddy looked up, right into his blood-red eyes.
"Do you dream of me, because I always dream about you."
Realization hit Freddy like one of Zach's punches. Those dreams hadn't been coincidence OR nerves, this little bastard had actually invaded HIS dreams!
"You think you can intimidate me you little bitch?"
Zach nodded.
"Your wrong!" Freddy shouted as he charged Zach again.
"Thank God we made it!" Tracy shouted as they pulled up in front of the steel mill.
"I hope nobody's here," Doc said, "It would be a major pain in the ass if someone tried to stop us."
"I agree," Maggie responded, "I really want this nightmare to end."
"Amen to that!" Jacob responded.
As the group walked toward the mill, Jacob walked over to Tracy.
"Hey Tracy, can I ask you something?"
"Sure," she replied.
"Well, after this is over, how are you and Zach going to be together?"
Tracy let out a depressed yet hopeful sigh, "I don't know, but he said he'd figure out something."
"Good, I don't want another relationship to be broken by Krueger."
"What do you mean?" Tracy asked as they entered the mill.
"My mom told me that Freddy killed my dad before I was born and that she was pretty broken up after Freddy was defeated."
"I appreciate the concern, but I have faith in Zach and I know he has faith in us."
"Ok," Jacob said.
Suddenly, the air temperature shot up and Doc said they must be near a molten steel pit. Sure enough, they were and when they climbed a staircase that led to a platform above the pit, Doc let the bag containing Freddy's bones drop to the floor.
"Here we are," he said, "the end of this nightmare."
Maggie nodded.
"Throw them in Doc, throw them in."
Doc nodded and over turned the bag, letting the charred bones of his friends father fall in to the steel.
"Here Maggie," Jacob said, handing her the glove, "I think you should do the honors."
Maggie nodded and chucked her fathers glove into the molten metal, allowing it to melt and become one with its molten counterpart.
"Now we just have to destroy the house," Tracy said.
So they all packed into the truck and headed back to Elm st. to execute the final stage of their plan. Arriving at 1420 Elm st. Tracy and the group ran inside and filled an empty wine bottle with oil and stuck a rag into the top, a traditional Molotov cocktail. Taking this crude weapon, they walked up to 1428 Elm st. and prepared to end this nightmare.
Freddy flew back into a wall, hitting it hard. Seething with rage, he got up and plunged his glove into Zach's chest. When he pulled it out, he found that Zach was unharmed!
"Surprised?"
Freddy looked at Zach, confusion and fear evident on his face.
"I'm going to let you in on a little secret. During this whole time, your daughter and her friends have destroyed your glove and bones; striping you of the power you gained. Now, I imagine they are standing outside your house with a Molotov cocktail, ready to send you to where you belong."
Just then, a hole in the dream world barrier ripped open and you could see Doc, Tracy, Jacob, and Maggie standing in front of Freddy's house.
Not wasting any time, Zach jumped through the hole and Freddy after him, none of them even bothering to wonder how that hole got there. Running up to his friends, Zach grabbed the Molotov cocktail and asked for a lighter. Maggie gave him hers with one final comment, "Send this fucker to Hell."
Zach nodded and lit the rag. Freddy saw this and when he realized what was about to happen, charged Zach with a combo of fear and rage. Zach just grinned at Freddy and threw the cocktail into the door of the house. Freddy gave a yell of pain as he was engulfed in flame along with his house. As the blaze on the house intensified, so did the blaze on Freddy. Sighing a contented sigh, Zach wrapped an arm around Tracy's waist and looked at Jacob, Maggie and Doc, who all smiled as they walked back to 1420 Elm st. leaving Freddy and the house to burn until there was nothing left of either of them.
One month later
Zach was sitting on the couch with Tracy and Jacob watching the news. The fire that had destroyed the Nightmare house had miraculously not spread to any other home and Zach was sure that the three girls who gave him the power he had had intervened one more time. Sighing, he nodded off to sleep with Tracy in his arms. He knew that he would be stuck in the dream world again and that his month in the real world was a freak accident that wouldn't last but he and Tracy had made the most of the month they had together. Walking around his dream world realm, he knew that even if he were stuck here, he would now be able to make it so Tracy had the same deal he did. She may not get his power, but if she wanted, she could live in the dream world too. So he walks along, knowing everything would be ok, even when a rage filled scream from the depths of Hell reached his ears.
Hey everybody, Firebird 13 here, just though I should warn you that this chapter features EXTREME amounts of gore. You want amputation, you got it. You want decapitation, you got it. If you want one of the most EXTREME gore fests on this site, you sure as hell got it! Also, I have a concept for a sequel that I am already planning. I will only write and post it if this fic gets 20 reviews. That said; enjoy the final chapter in A Nightmare on Elm St.: Mirror Images.
"Hey Brad!" Jacob called in the middle of the school hallway.
"Hey Jake, what's up?"
"Actually," Jacob said as he came up to his friend, "something very important."
"Which would be..."
"Its about the you-know-what that belonged to you-know-who," Jacob said in an undertone.
"What, you mean the glove?" Brad said in an even quieter voice.
"Yes, Brad, what I'm about to tell you is very serious and I need your cooperation."
"Ok, what is it?"
Jacob took a deep breath and said two words, "He's back."
The dark color of Brad's skin faded almost completely. "Are you sure? I mean absolutely sure?"
Jacob nodded.
"Brad, I'll understand if you don't want to get involved, but I need you to give me the glove," the bell to signal class sounded, "Look, you have the rest of the school day to think it over, when you have your answer, come to 1420 Elm st." with that, Jacob ran to his next class.
7 hours later
Brad was standing in front of 1420 Elm st. wondering if he should go in or not. Ringing the doorbell, he had only seconds to wait before Doc opened it.
"You must be Brad, come in."
Brad did so and within minutes, was introduced to everyone in the group. He didn't hit it off well with Tracy, giving her a "Hey baby, what's up?" before receiving a look that said, "you won't be if you so much as look at me wrong."
"So what's the deal, how do we stop this guy?" Brad asked.
It took all of an hour to explain it all. Even if this guy was Jacob's friend, he was incredibly thick. After explaining everything, Brad pulled out the glove and asked when they would leave.
"As soon as Jacob gets here." Maggie replied.
As if on cue, the doorbell rang and Tracy got up to answer it was Jacob.
"Hey Brad, you have the glove?"
Brad raised a bundle of cloth and shook it, causing the metal to rattle.
"Good, when do we leave?"
"Right now," Doc answered.
Once they were all in the truck, Tracy asked how long it would take to get to the junkyard.
"About an hour," Jacob said, "I rode my bike there after school and it took my about 2hrs. and 45 mins. That's why I was so late, but with a vehicle, it should take between 45 minutes to an hour."
"Ok," Tracy replied as she settled in to take a nap.
"Why's she going to sleep?" Brad asked.
Jacob sighed, they hadn't told Brad about Zach, and they didn't think they should. Brad however, needed to understand the full picture or he might end up just leaving when this got weird, and rest ashured, it WILL get weird.
"There's something I...we, didn't tell you."
"And that would be?"
As Jacob explained about Zach, Tracy was trying to find him. Instead of arriving at the field, she arrived at Disneyland. Zach felt her arrive, but was deliberately hiding from her. After ten minutes of searching, Zach finally showed himself.
"There you are, I've been looking all over for you," Tracy said, sounding half relieved and half annoyed.
"What is it?" Zach asked.
"We're on our way to the junkyard and we need you to keep him busy."
"No problem, and Tracy, when this is over, I promise I'll find a way that we can be together."
Tracy nodded and began to fade away as she woke up.
Zach sighed, "So here it is...the final fight."
Sighing once more, he snapped his fingers and was instantly clothed in Freddy's outfit, glove always included. In that moment, he knew that if they didn't stop him here, if he won instead of them, he would never be stopped. (sorry if that sounds clichéd). Waving his hand, Zach appeared inside of Freddy's boiler room.
"Freddy!" he shouted, "Where are you? It's time to finish this!"
An ear-splitting shriek cut through the air and Freddy stepped out of the shadows, dragging his glove along a pipe.
" 'Finish this!' he says. What makes you think you can?"
"Nothing really, just the fact that I am sick of you is enough motivation to kill you, not to mention a good motivator is all I need to do something."
Krueger scowled, "You think I'm going to just stand here and let you beat me up?"
"No, but that's what makes it fun!" Zach said brightly.
"I'm not going to lose," Freddy said coldly.
"Neither am I," Zach said, determination dripping from every word.
They rushed each other at the exact same time.
"We're here," Maggie said as they rolled up to the Springwood junkyard. Grabbing a shovel, Maggie, Doc, Tracy, Jacob, and even Brad started the long journey to the heart of the junkyard. Reaching the center, they began to dig in silence, everyone knowing the importance (with the possible exception of Brad) of what they were doing. While she was digging, Tracy was hopping that Zach was keeping Freddy busy.
Zach was keeping Freddy quite busy in fact, but he didn't have time to think as he ducked under a swipe from Freddy's gloved hand. Standing up, he didn't see the elbow that hit him in the face. Staggering back, he took the offensive with a wide right hook. Too wide, Freddy grabbed his arm with his right hand and punched at his gut with the left. Zach grabbed Freddy's fist and then ripped his right arm out of Krueger's grip and punched the dream stalker hard in the ribs, sending him flying into a web of pipes. Zach didn't see this because when Freddy flew, he created a copy of himself that was standing in front of Zach.
"That's a serious new one," Zach said in a tone of sarcastic surprise before getting kicked in the gut and launched into a wall. Then, both Freddys jumped up to his level as he was getting up.
"Ok now I have to fight two, that hardly seems fair." Zach said as he jumped up in the air, coming down, Zach looped his leg around Freddy #1's neck and used his other leg to flip him onto his stomach and simultaneously drive his knee into his back. Looking up, he saw that FK 2 was making to slash his face! Disappearing in a blast of fire, he reappeared behind him in midair. Freddy didn't have time to move before the back of Zach's boot slammed into the side of his head with so much force that he flew 50 ft. to the right. As FK 1 was getting back up, Zach whipped out a rocket launcher and used it to destroy FK 2.
"Damn you," Freddy said as he got up, "If you can handle two, lets see if you can handle THREE!"
This time, two copies appeared and all three rushed Zach. FK 1 slashed at Zach who stepped back, and then rolled over a hunched over Freddy to kick FK 2 in the face and then pin FK 2's throat to the ground and then flipped off him as FK 3 tried to gut him. Taking the offensive, Zach charged up another rainbow fist and when FK 2 leapt at him punched him square in the gut. What happened next was unbelievable, FK 2s body jerked and a blast that bore all the colors of the rainbow erupted from FK 2s back! Zach lowered his fist as FK 2 fell to the floor.
"Anyone else want some?" he asked.
Freddy growled, no one ever, EVER beat him at his own game and yet here this kid was, doing just that!
"I am so SICK OF YOU, YOU STUPID NIGGER!" he shouted.
The change in Zach's mood and face was astounding. His eyes, once brown and calm, were now red and cold, full of anger and hatred.
"Nigger is it? Huh, ok Krueger that does it. You and me, no clones."
"Very well," Freddy answered as he snapped his fingers and vaporized his remaining clone.
They just stood there, staring each other down. Without any warning, Zach charged Freddy and buried his fist in Freddy's gut. Freddy coughed up blood as he was launched off Zach's fist, but Zach didn't stop there. Grabbing Freddy's ankle, he threw him into the floor and then waved his hand, causing blades to appear on the soles of his boots. Jumping up in the air, Zach floated for a while, aiming. Freddy meanwhile was trying to recover from the gut busting punch.
"Damn it, I didn't think the brat could throw a punch like that!"
Not giving his enemy time to recover, Zach dropped out of the air and fell on Freddy's neck, slicing off his head! Laughing a totally insane laugh that resembled Freddy's and with an evil look in his now blood-shot eyes, Zach kicked the screaming head away from the body. Still laughing, Zach walked off.
"There, that's it. Now we go to the steel mill." Maggie said as she tossed the remains of her father in the back of her truck.
As they all plied in the truck, Brad asked one question.
"Would it be much trouble to drop me off at the next bus stop?" he asked, "The whole trip into the heart of the junkyard really freaked me out and I just want to go home."
"Sure," Maggie replied, "No problem."
"Thank you," Brad replied gratefully.
Back in the dream world, Freddy's head shot off the ground and shouted at Zach.
"Hey asshole, do you really think it's over?"
Zach spun around and Freddy grinned an evil grin at him. Zach spun around again to see Freddy's headless body raising it right hand! Zach didn't need another clue; he performed his disappearing trick and reappeared onto of a pole about 30 feet above the action. Ignoring Zach, Freddy's body bent down, grabbed his head and placed it on top of his neck!
"That's much better. Now," Freddy said as he turned to look at Zach, "to end this."
Zach just stood there, staring at him. Suddenly, he looks behind him and sees two Freddy clones above him, gloves raised. Jumping off the pole, he hovered in the air for a moment before another clone grabbed him from behind and held in place. Freddy chuckled as he flew up to Zach's level and smiled at him.
"Idiot," he said.
"Bastard," Zach spat.
Freddy continued to smile as he, without warning stabbed at Zach. Zach had anticipated this and disappeared again, causing Freddy to stab his clone instead! Flying down from his place above the action, Zach planted three swift kicks in the nearest clones chest before spinning around and kicking the head of another clone off, with it's spine coming along for the ride. Growling, Freddy kicked Zach in the stomach before his remaining clone punched him in the back of the head and sent him hurtling to the ground. Slamming into the floor with a sickening crunch, Zach rolled over onto his back to see the two Freddys charging him. Pointing at a pipe, it flew out of its place to throw itself into FK 2. Zach then pointed at another pipe above the incoming Freddy and the end of it became pointed and razor sharp. Zach dropped his hand and the pipe followed suit, plunging itself into Freddy's back. Zach got up and ran out of the way before his nemesis hit the ground. He didn't have much time to brood as FK 2 stabbed Zach in the back. Howling in pain, Zach tried vainly to pull the glove out his back, but to no avail. Then FK 2 pulled the glove out and the slashed Zach's back. Ignoring the pain as best he could, he turned around, thrust his hand into his opponent's gut, and ripped out his intestines! Freddy had gotten up and then pulled out the pipe that was protruding from his stomach, before throwing it at Zach! Zach had just healed the wounds that had been inflicted on him when he saw the pipe flying at him. Using the intestines like a whip, he wrapped them around the pipe and then swung it around over his head and into Freddy's side, sending Freddy onto another catwalk. Zach jumped up as Freddy got up. Jumping up at Freddy, Zach kicked at Freddy's head three time, causing Freddy to block three times. When Zach hit the ground, he aimed a roundhouse kick at Freddy's head; Freddy ducked and blocked another kick to his head but also slicing the leg with his glove! Zach fell down and began to crawl away. Leaning up against a wall, he didn't have time to react as the pipe he deflected with the intestine whip flew at his stomach and drove it's way through him and pinned him to the wall. Freddy then balled up his right fist and four steel tiles floated from the ground and when Freddy flattened out his hand, the tiles threw themselves at the pipe in Zach's stomach, one after the other, pushing it deeper and deeper in to Zach! Freddy was just about to gloat but then Zach, grunting at the effort of what he was doing, began to walk forward...off the pipe!
"Damn it boy, don't you know when to quit!" Freddy exclaimed.
"No," Zach replied, "and neither do you."
Zach then healed the hole in his chest and pointed at the pipe, causing it to fly into his open hand.
"Do you like baseball Freddy?" Zach said as he created a chain and attached it to the pipe, "I love baseball."
Freddy gave Zach a quizzical look before Zach turned the fighting arena from boiler room to baseball field. Zach smiled again as he swung his make shift weapon into Freddy's ribs, causing him to fly in to the wall below the stands.
"Oh yeah, home run!" Zach shouted as he ran around the bases.
Jumping out of the rubble he was buried under, Freddy ran at Zach just as he got back to home plate. Looking up, Zach saw this and swung his weapon again, this time knocking Freddy out of the park!
"Wahoo hoo, GRAND SLAM!" he shouted.
"Tell me Zach," said a low gritty voice from behind Zach, causing our hero to jump to the pitcher's mound, "what do you think of golf?"
Zach looked at Freddy, who was holding a golf club and had a ball at his feet, before turning around, bending over, pulling his pants down, kissing his hand and then slapping his ass. Freddy chuckled and then whacked the golf ball as hard as he could, sending the ball right up and into Zach's ass!
"Ass-hole in one!" Freddy shouted before changing the scenery back to his boiler room.
Extracting the golf ball from inside his intestines, Zach rushed Freddy, slashing at the dream killer with savage ferocity. Freddy managed to catch his arm after awhile and then punched Zach in the ribs, sending him flying back. As Zach landed, his glove scrapped against the floor until it caught on a messed up section of the floor. Stopping so suddenly, Zach felt like his arm had been ripped out of it's socket and as Freddy stepped closer, Zach knew that he was too off guard to retaliate and then Freddy threw his hand into the air and Zach was thrown off his feet. Freddy started moving his gloved hand around in various angles and Zach started to be thrown into various walls and pipes, kind of like a pinball. After Freddy had had his fun, he gave Zach a final throw before being allowed to fall to the ground.
"Aww, tilt." Freddy said as he dropped a very heavy boiler on his foe.
Jumping down, Freddy began to walk toward Zach and wad horrified to see him still alive! Kneeling down and pointing a finger blade at his enemy, he shouted, "Why won't you DIE?"
"Haven't you figured it out yet?" Zach asked, coughing up a load of blood.
"Figured what out?" Freddy asked.
"Why I'm so alike you, in so many ways."
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm your mirror image Freddy, I'm all you left behind," Zach said, lifting the boiler off him.
"Like what?"
"Like ideas of right and wrong, like notions of good and evil. Have you heard the 'mirror image' theory?"
"The what?"
"The mirror image theory. It says that for every evil in this world there is a good to counter it. Now, there have been many who have tried to fill that role, and yet you killed them all. The rest of the theory goes that if the evil overpowered the good, like you have, someone would come forward that would be an exact copy except that their personality, while retaining some of it's evil counterparts traits, would be the reverse of the evil one's; kind of writing something backwards and then holding it up to a mirror. Make sense yet?" Zach added coldly.
Freddy stepped back in horror, if what this kid was saying was true, then he HAD met his match! He couldn't believe this, how could some snot-nosed brat be the one to finish him! Zach then jumped on top of the boiler and looked down at Freddy, hands on his knees.
"Do you think of me Freddy?" it was Zach. Freddy looked up, right into his blood-red eyes.
"Do you dream of me, because I always dream about you."
Realization hit Freddy like one of Zach's punches. Those dreams hadn't been coincidence OR nerves, this little bastard had actually invaded HIS dreams!
"You think you can intimidate me you little bitch?"
Zach nodded.
"Your wrong!" Freddy shouted as he charged Zach again.
"Thank God we made it!" Tracy shouted as they pulled up in front of the steel mill.
"I hope nobody's here," Doc said, "It would be a major pain in the ass if someone tried to stop us."
"I agree," Maggie responded, "I really want this nightmare to end."
"Amen to that!" Jacob responded.
As the group walked toward the mill, Jacob walked over to Tracy.
"Hey Tracy, can I ask you something?"
"Sure," she replied.
"Well, after this is over, how are you and Zach going to be together?"
Tracy let out a depressed yet hopeful sigh, "I don't know, but he said he'd figure out something."
"Good, I don't want another relationship to be broken by Krueger."
"What do you mean?" Tracy asked as they entered the mill.
"My mom told me that Freddy killed my dad before I was born and that she was pretty broken up after Freddy was defeated."
"I appreciate the concern, but I have faith in Zach and I know he has faith in us."
"Ok," Jacob said.
Suddenly, the air temperature shot up and Doc said they must be near a molten steel pit. Sure enough, they were and when they climbed a staircase that led to a platform above the pit, Doc let the bag containing Freddy's bones drop to the floor.
"Here we are," he said, "the end of this nightmare."
Maggie nodded.
"Throw them in Doc, throw them in."
Doc nodded and over turned the bag, letting the charred bones of his friends father fall in to the steel.
"Here Maggie," Jacob said, handing her the glove, "I think you should do the honors."
Maggie nodded and chucked her fathers glove into the molten metal, allowing it to melt and become one with its molten counterpart.
"Now we just have to destroy the house," Tracy said.
So they all packed into the truck and headed back to Elm st. to execute the final stage of their plan. Arriving at 1420 Elm st. Tracy and the group ran inside and filled an empty wine bottle with oil and stuck a rag into the top, a traditional Molotov cocktail. Taking this crude weapon, they walked up to 1428 Elm st. and prepared to end this nightmare.
Freddy flew back into a wall, hitting it hard. Seething with rage, he got up and plunged his glove into Zach's chest. When he pulled it out, he found that Zach was unharmed!
"Surprised?"
Freddy looked at Zach, confusion and fear evident on his face.
"I'm going to let you in on a little secret. During this whole time, your daughter and her friends have destroyed your glove and bones; striping you of the power you gained. Now, I imagine they are standing outside your house with a Molotov cocktail, ready to send you to where you belong."
Just then, a hole in the dream world barrier ripped open and you could see Doc, Tracy, Jacob, and Maggie standing in front of Freddy's house.
Not wasting any time, Zach jumped through the hole and Freddy after him, none of them even bothering to wonder how that hole got there. Running up to his friends, Zach grabbed the Molotov cocktail and asked for a lighter. Maggie gave him hers with one final comment, "Send this fucker to Hell."
Zach nodded and lit the rag. Freddy saw this and when he realized what was about to happen, charged Zach with a combo of fear and rage. Zach just grinned at Freddy and threw the cocktail into the door of the house. Freddy gave a yell of pain as he was engulfed in flame along with his house. As the blaze on the house intensified, so did the blaze on Freddy. Sighing a contented sigh, Zach wrapped an arm around Tracy's waist and looked at Jacob, Maggie and Doc, who all smiled as they walked back to 1420 Elm st. leaving Freddy and the house to burn until there was nothing left of either of them.
One month later
Zach was sitting on the couch with Tracy and Jacob watching the news. The fire that had destroyed the Nightmare house had miraculously not spread to any other home and Zach was sure that the three girls who gave him the power he had had intervened one more time. Sighing, he nodded off to sleep with Tracy in his arms. He knew that he would be stuck in the dream world again and that his month in the real world was a freak accident that wouldn't last but he and Tracy had made the most of the month they had together. Walking around his dream world realm, he knew that even if he were stuck here, he would now be able to make it so Tracy had the same deal he did. She may not get his power, but if she wanted, she could live in the dream world too. So he walks along, knowing everything would be ok, even when a rage filled scream from the depths of Hell reached his ears.