Jackie continued to drag her mother's body down the hallway of Freddy's house. Her mother's eyes were locked in a gaze of horror, clothes drenched in water and blood. Jackie's eyes were fixed for the basement door. Opening the cellar door she dragged her mother down the stairs, her corpse thudding on the stairs. The light was on amazingly.
Freddy was leaning against the wall by the furnace, arms crossed, that evil contorted grin plastered over his rotten flesh. "You did well lass, very well" Freddy said favorably. Jackie kept a dark frown on her face as she threw her mother's body in front of the furnace, her mother's head smacking on the door.
"There, you got what you wanted. You wanted my parents dead" Jackie retorted. She stood there staring him in the eye, or what you could call eyes. His eye sockets were practically hollow, empty, a deep pit of nothingness and evil. Freddy cocked his head as if showing his good angle and waved a clawed finger as if scolding her.
"Uh uh, not so fast bitch. You still have one more to kill for me" Freddy grimaced.
"Are you fucked in the head or do you just not remember? I only have one parent and she's lying at your feet" Jackie pointed. Freddy glamoured as Jackie's mother's appearance. Jackie twisted her face back in fright.
"Now now dear, you do remember that your father even though wasn't your father growing up, but you still have him, and he's the last of the parents who killed me" Jackie's mother said. Jackie's breathing went from lack of oxygen, to deep heavy breathes from the adrenaline rushing through her blood. Jackie's mother smiled. As she did this, her face melted away into rotten flesh and a green and red stripped sweater.
"You will know who to kill for me" Freddy said grinning as he scooped up Jackie's mother.
"And what if don't?" Jackie asked him. Freddy stopped and turned back around to look at Jackie.
"Because if you don't, you really will go to hell" Freddy laughed, echoing off of the cement walls. Freddy turned back to the wall and walked right through it, his laughs still echoing. Jackie opened up her eyes and found herself in her bed, still dressed in yesterday's clothes and windbreaker. Her hair was matted and gnarled up. Maybe it had all just been a dream, maybe nothing really had happened. Grabbing a brush she stood in front of the mirror and began to untangle her hair.
Walking down the hallway to the stair case, stopped at the top and peered down. There was a small blood stain at the bottom of the stairs from where she had slain her mother. So it had really happened. Jackie's eye's whelped up in tears. Only if she hadn't gone into that friggen house and woken him up. They would be sitting at the dinner table having coffee and breakfast talking about her school work or conversing over men.
But no, she had to go and do something blonde. Jackie finished combing her hair and changed her clothes. A pair of jeans, a florescent t-shirt and Wal-Mart brand sneakers. While standing at the coffee pot she suddenly got a shock of pain in her brain. Flashing images of a man at a work bench, wearing glasses and red hair. He looked like he was working on some sort of project. He was painting. His name tag read John Templeton.
Then the images stopped and Jackie was standing in front of a Ceramics store. The sign read "Mary's Ceramics – We make our own and sell a quality product for a cheap price!"
Jackie got a cold shiver down her spine. Freddy must want to make sure I get this done she thought. She stood there in the middle of the parking lot just staring at the store window. Finally she stepped forward and walked inside. There were shelves and display stands of unpainted ceramic statues. Some were gnomes, fairies and elves. Looking around she spotted a man through a parted curtain into a back room.
Suddenly, she felt the impulse to walk forward and go into the back room with him. Her legs started moving without her command. She couldn't stop herself. She walked at a fine pace, straight behind the counter and through the gap in the curtain. Jackie's leg finally stopped and she stood there just a foot away from next to him. The man looked up and Jackie felt a sharp pain hit her stomach. It was the man from her visions. He smiled and said, "Oh I'm sorry miss, I didn't hear you come in. Can I help with you something?"
Jackie just stood there, looking at his steel blue eyes. He stopped smiling and looked at her confused. "Miss? Are you ok?" John asked her. Jackie finally was able to speak up.
"Um yeah, um…" Jackie stopped in mid sentence as she felt her nose start to bleed. John reached into his pocket and grabbed a tissue and handed it to her. But the blood wouldn't stop.
"Miss is everything ok?" John asked again. Jackie looked up at him and smiled. The blood stopped. But Jackie just smiled and started to laugh, she laughed menacingly and with every heave her voice deepened. John didn't know what to make of this.
"I think I should call an ambulance or someone" he said walking to her left to go into the store. Jackie's hand came up and grabbed him by the throat. She squeezed his throat hard, suffocating him. He tried to pry her hand from his throat but it was no use. She had him lifted off the floor with his legs twitching and choked gasps for air. John's eyes widened when he saw her right hand left up, wearing Freddy's crude glove on it.
Jackie smiled and said, "Sorry for the late father's gift, Dad" and with that the clawed hand sunk into his chest. With his choked gasps for air, blood spurted forth from his mouth. Jackie laughed, but it was no longer her laugh. It was the laugh of Freddy. He had taken her over now. John's chest made a sick smacking noise when she wrenched the glove from his body. He lay there on the floor blood everywhere now. It was more gruesome than what she had done to her mother.
Behind her a door opened and Jackie grabbed John by his shirt collar and walked through the door, it slamming behind her. She was now in the front hallway of the Elm Street House. Making her way back to the basement again, Freddy was there waiting for her.
"Thought you might get out of it didn't yeah" Freddy said cockishly. Jackie dropped the body on the floor in front of him.
"Alright, you got what you wanted, now leave me alone" Jackie said turning to leave. Freddy flicked a clawed finger and four razor sharp pillars sprang up from the cement floor blocking her way. Jackie turned around and looked at her predecessor.
"I'm your master now bitch, and if you don't like it, all too well and bad for ya!" he said scooping up dead Johns body.
"But I did what you told me!" Jackie cried. Freddy giggled devilishly.
"I want more souls, and you're the last one, with out you I'm nothing. So you have no choice, you're gonna kill for me, and your gonna like it too bitch!" Freddy demanded. Jackie began to freak out by now. She stood there watching him about to go through the wall when she got a though. Rushing forward she ran past Freddy and straight through the wall. The wall felt like ice against her skin.
Jackie stepped into a boiler room. Steam rose from below, fire blasted from pipes, and chains were strung up everywhere imaginable. A staircase to her right and pole to her left that led straight to the bottom. Freddy came up behind her and tried to claw her but she jumped out of the way and grabbed a hold of the pipe. Freddy growled in anger and looked over the edge in time to see Jackie reach the bottom and run off.
Looking for a high place to run to and out of the way, Jackie started to climb up a ladder bolted to one of the boilers spewing fire from its stomach. Once at the top she quickly darted her gaze in search of her hunter. Jackie jumped when she heared that steel against steel noise from be hind her and there he was, with a demonic look on his face, scarping his claws against the boiler, sparks left burnt marks on the metal. Freddy was pissed and she knew it.
"So, I'm the last huh, without me your nothing right? Well, let's see what you are with this!" Jackie screamed and Freddy Yelled in anger as he watched Jackie jump into the boiler. Flames caught her hair and began to burn her clothing. Freddy began to curse her as she burned to death in the boiler. She screamed in agony as the flames licked her body, but before she knew it she was then rising over Freddy and out of site. Freddy collapsed to the ground, coughing and hacking. He could feel his power leaving quickly. His skin began to fall from his face and his glove began to melt onto the boiler.
Pipes suddenly burst and more and more flames erupted from the boilers. Freddy's body caught fire as he stood up and let out one final cry of pain and fell again only to smother himself as ash. As Jackie's soul floated away, she called out to him, "Good night asshole!"
Freddy was leaning against the wall by the furnace, arms crossed, that evil contorted grin plastered over his rotten flesh. "You did well lass, very well" Freddy said favorably. Jackie kept a dark frown on her face as she threw her mother's body in front of the furnace, her mother's head smacking on the door.
"There, you got what you wanted. You wanted my parents dead" Jackie retorted. She stood there staring him in the eye, or what you could call eyes. His eye sockets were practically hollow, empty, a deep pit of nothingness and evil. Freddy cocked his head as if showing his good angle and waved a clawed finger as if scolding her.
"Uh uh, not so fast bitch. You still have one more to kill for me" Freddy grimaced.
"Are you fucked in the head or do you just not remember? I only have one parent and she's lying at your feet" Jackie pointed. Freddy glamoured as Jackie's mother's appearance. Jackie twisted her face back in fright.
"Now now dear, you do remember that your father even though wasn't your father growing up, but you still have him, and he's the last of the parents who killed me" Jackie's mother said. Jackie's breathing went from lack of oxygen, to deep heavy breathes from the adrenaline rushing through her blood. Jackie's mother smiled. As she did this, her face melted away into rotten flesh and a green and red stripped sweater.
"You will know who to kill for me" Freddy said grinning as he scooped up Jackie's mother.
"And what if don't?" Jackie asked him. Freddy stopped and turned back around to look at Jackie.
"Because if you don't, you really will go to hell" Freddy laughed, echoing off of the cement walls. Freddy turned back to the wall and walked right through it, his laughs still echoing. Jackie opened up her eyes and found herself in her bed, still dressed in yesterday's clothes and windbreaker. Her hair was matted and gnarled up. Maybe it had all just been a dream, maybe nothing really had happened. Grabbing a brush she stood in front of the mirror and began to untangle her hair.
Walking down the hallway to the stair case, stopped at the top and peered down. There was a small blood stain at the bottom of the stairs from where she had slain her mother. So it had really happened. Jackie's eye's whelped up in tears. Only if she hadn't gone into that friggen house and woken him up. They would be sitting at the dinner table having coffee and breakfast talking about her school work or conversing over men.
But no, she had to go and do something blonde. Jackie finished combing her hair and changed her clothes. A pair of jeans, a florescent t-shirt and Wal-Mart brand sneakers. While standing at the coffee pot she suddenly got a shock of pain in her brain. Flashing images of a man at a work bench, wearing glasses and red hair. He looked like he was working on some sort of project. He was painting. His name tag read John Templeton.
Then the images stopped and Jackie was standing in front of a Ceramics store. The sign read "Mary's Ceramics – We make our own and sell a quality product for a cheap price!"
Jackie got a cold shiver down her spine. Freddy must want to make sure I get this done she thought. She stood there in the middle of the parking lot just staring at the store window. Finally she stepped forward and walked inside. There were shelves and display stands of unpainted ceramic statues. Some were gnomes, fairies and elves. Looking around she spotted a man through a parted curtain into a back room.
Suddenly, she felt the impulse to walk forward and go into the back room with him. Her legs started moving without her command. She couldn't stop herself. She walked at a fine pace, straight behind the counter and through the gap in the curtain. Jackie's leg finally stopped and she stood there just a foot away from next to him. The man looked up and Jackie felt a sharp pain hit her stomach. It was the man from her visions. He smiled and said, "Oh I'm sorry miss, I didn't hear you come in. Can I help with you something?"
Jackie just stood there, looking at his steel blue eyes. He stopped smiling and looked at her confused. "Miss? Are you ok?" John asked her. Jackie finally was able to speak up.
"Um yeah, um…" Jackie stopped in mid sentence as she felt her nose start to bleed. John reached into his pocket and grabbed a tissue and handed it to her. But the blood wouldn't stop.
"Miss is everything ok?" John asked again. Jackie looked up at him and smiled. The blood stopped. But Jackie just smiled and started to laugh, she laughed menacingly and with every heave her voice deepened. John didn't know what to make of this.
"I think I should call an ambulance or someone" he said walking to her left to go into the store. Jackie's hand came up and grabbed him by the throat. She squeezed his throat hard, suffocating him. He tried to pry her hand from his throat but it was no use. She had him lifted off the floor with his legs twitching and choked gasps for air. John's eyes widened when he saw her right hand left up, wearing Freddy's crude glove on it.
Jackie smiled and said, "Sorry for the late father's gift, Dad" and with that the clawed hand sunk into his chest. With his choked gasps for air, blood spurted forth from his mouth. Jackie laughed, but it was no longer her laugh. It was the laugh of Freddy. He had taken her over now. John's chest made a sick smacking noise when she wrenched the glove from his body. He lay there on the floor blood everywhere now. It was more gruesome than what she had done to her mother.
Behind her a door opened and Jackie grabbed John by his shirt collar and walked through the door, it slamming behind her. She was now in the front hallway of the Elm Street House. Making her way back to the basement again, Freddy was there waiting for her.
"Thought you might get out of it didn't yeah" Freddy said cockishly. Jackie dropped the body on the floor in front of him.
"Alright, you got what you wanted, now leave me alone" Jackie said turning to leave. Freddy flicked a clawed finger and four razor sharp pillars sprang up from the cement floor blocking her way. Jackie turned around and looked at her predecessor.
"I'm your master now bitch, and if you don't like it, all too well and bad for ya!" he said scooping up dead Johns body.
"But I did what you told me!" Jackie cried. Freddy giggled devilishly.
"I want more souls, and you're the last one, with out you I'm nothing. So you have no choice, you're gonna kill for me, and your gonna like it too bitch!" Freddy demanded. Jackie began to freak out by now. She stood there watching him about to go through the wall when she got a though. Rushing forward she ran past Freddy and straight through the wall. The wall felt like ice against her skin.
Jackie stepped into a boiler room. Steam rose from below, fire blasted from pipes, and chains were strung up everywhere imaginable. A staircase to her right and pole to her left that led straight to the bottom. Freddy came up behind her and tried to claw her but she jumped out of the way and grabbed a hold of the pipe. Freddy growled in anger and looked over the edge in time to see Jackie reach the bottom and run off.
Looking for a high place to run to and out of the way, Jackie started to climb up a ladder bolted to one of the boilers spewing fire from its stomach. Once at the top she quickly darted her gaze in search of her hunter. Jackie jumped when she heared that steel against steel noise from be hind her and there he was, with a demonic look on his face, scarping his claws against the boiler, sparks left burnt marks on the metal. Freddy was pissed and she knew it.
"So, I'm the last huh, without me your nothing right? Well, let's see what you are with this!" Jackie screamed and Freddy Yelled in anger as he watched Jackie jump into the boiler. Flames caught her hair and began to burn her clothing. Freddy began to curse her as she burned to death in the boiler. She screamed in agony as the flames licked her body, but before she knew it she was then rising over Freddy and out of site. Freddy collapsed to the ground, coughing and hacking. He could feel his power leaving quickly. His skin began to fall from his face and his glove began to melt onto the boiler.
Pipes suddenly burst and more and more flames erupted from the boilers. Freddy's body caught fire as he stood up and let out one final cry of pain and fell again only to smother himself as ash. As Jackie's soul floated away, she called out to him, "Good night asshole!"