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Dark Side

                It had been hard for me to make myself go to sleep especially since I was on edge; I was running from the cops and I was sleeping in a place I had never been in before. But I did fall asleep and I had called out to him once I arrived in my dream world where it was absolute blackness.

"You called?" his raspy voice asked as he appeared ten feet from where I stood.

"Yes, I've got no where else to go."

A grin curved his lips, "I can help you if you help me."

"Anything." I said whole heartedly.

"Good girl." He walked towards me, "I need you to collect some souls for me so I can regain my strength. Those little shits and Jason fucked up everything." He growled reminiscing.

"How do I do that?" I asked watching him as he circled me.

"By killing."

My brow furrowed, "I can't kill anyone, I would if I could but I'm too weak."

"Somehow I knew you'd say that." He stopped in front of me and pressed his hands to the sides of my head and I was instantly flooded with thoughts, feelings, and memories. My face screwed up as I took in everything. Once Freddy removed his hands, my head was clear and I was back to my self, the self They had suppressed. Freddy stepped back smiling while he watched me. Even though he was in pain from returning my memories and had grown weaker in the process, he showed no signs of his condition.

"I killed dad." I said, no remorse, no feeling, just stating a fact. "Electrocuting him was so easy. They thought it was suicide." I laughed. "So how many souls do you need?" I asked coming back from my thoughts, "I've got a few people in mind already." I said grinning mischieviously.

"Sarah?" Kurt looked up from his locker, slaming it he hurried to catch up to her. "Why'd you leave the hospital?" She continued with her fast paced walking as if she hadn't heard him, "Hey!" He grabbed her by the arm and she spun around to face him.

"What? I've got somewhere to be, make it quick."

His brow furrowed. "I just wanted to see how you were doing, did-"

"I'm fine, now I've gotta go." She pulled away from him and hurried off, Kurt continued to stare after her in the depleting crowd until she rounded a corner and was gone from his sight completely. He resisted the urge to follow her and settled for cursing.  

Sarah stopped by the shop class, tucking a nail gun into her bag before she headed up to the second floor of the school building.

"Mr. Simkins?" Sarah asked sweetly poking her head into the empty classroom. She looked up and down the hall before she stepped into his room and closed the door. Simkins' briefcase was still laying on his desk and his NBA screen saver was displayed.  Sarah set everything up by pluging in the nail gun and writing profanities on his board before she hid beneath his desk.

Simkins announced his arrival with a growl of anger as his eyes fell upon the writing. He hurried forward, the door swinging shut behind him, to clean it while muttering about stupid kids. Sarah stood up and aimed once his back was turned.

"Bang, bang!" She said as each nail was driven into his skull pinning him to the board. She walked up to him tilting her head to admire her work then she uncorked the vial Freddy had given her and Simkins' soul flew into it. "One down, two to go." She said recapping it.

Chelsea Peck sat on the grass, the sun shining just right on her, a romantic pop song filling the air. Perfect golden blonde hair to the small of her back, baby blue eyes, dazzling white teeth, smooth peach skin, complete with the latest in fashion outfit. She swished her hair giggling girlishly as her boyfriend flattered and presented her with a big bouque of pink roses, her favorite color.

"Ugh, I'm gonna be sick." Sarah grimaced from her spot on a branch in a nearby tree, the music stopped like a scratched record.

Chelsea turned her gaze to Sarah, "What are you doing here? I don't know you." She said in her high pitched, trying to be sugary sweet, voice.

"Don't know me huh? I came around to tear your little world apart."  Sarah sang.

Chelsea's happy scenery disappeared, "Get out of my dream!"

"I guess that's how it goes with you self-centered preppy bitches." Sarah said jumping from the tree landing lightly on her feet, her hands tucked into her jean pockets as she walked towards the other girl. "You should remember me, you only bitch at me every other day. Why don't you smile? Why are you so bitchy? What's your problem?" Sarah mimicked, ending with a classic Chelsea scoff.

"Go away!" Chelsea said glaring as she got to her feet trying to be intimidating. Sarah rolled her eyes as she stopped a foot away.

"Oh, Chelsea, Chelsea," Sarah reached out her gloved hand and ran it through Chelsea's hair, "There's nothing I want more then to be as far away from you as possible." Sarah frowned.

 Chelsea pulled away and stepped back.

"Oops. Looks like you got a bug in your hair." Chelsea grabbed her hair, examining it. She squealed when a centipede crawled onto her hand followed closely by beetles, spiders and other creepy crawlies. Sarah smiled, a bladed finger to her lips, as she stood back watching Chelsea dance around frantically squealing as she tried to get the insects out of her hair.

"I came to drag you down." Sarah sung another line. Then she snapped her glove free fingers, the bugs disappeared. "As entertaining as this is, your voice is grating on my nerves."  Chelsea still pranced around making sure they were all gone. "But that's okay, I came to shut you up. To knock you down." Sarah sung again.

"Stop with your stupid song!" Chelsea screeched.

"I must say it's better than the one you were listening to." Sarah appeared in front of Chelsea, nose to nose. "Any last words?"

Chelsea looked scared now cowering, speechless for the first time in her pathetic little life. 

"No? Okay, I gave you a chance." Sarah reached into Chelsea's throat grasping her vocal cords and wind pipe she pulled them out of her body still attached and sliced them in two.

"I came around to tear your little world apart, cut you up, knock you down, shut you up and break your soul apart." She sang as Chelsea's soul entered the vial. Chelsea's dream world was gone and Sarah was placed into her own, "Who's next?" Sarah asked stroking her chin with her bloodied blades. "Oh, yes Diamond Fullmer." She smiled thinking of the girl.

"Stupid girl, she's not asleep yet." Sarah grumbled, "Freddy?" 

He appeared instantly, reclining on a couch, Playboy blocking his face from view.

"I've got a couple souls for you." Sarah tossed the vial at him.

"Wonderful!" He cackled, downing them.  

"Can you help me now?"

He tossed the vial back, "To help you, you've got to come to me."

"What do you mean? You're here now aren't you?"

"This is a dream remember." He said tapping his head with a bladed finger.

"So, I have to get to the physical you?"

"Right."

"How far away?"

"Not a hop, skip and a jump. Cross country more like."

"Hmm, okay I'll leave now then."

"Aren't you forgeting someone?"

"Oh, Diamond? I can get her later, thanks to these powers you've given me. Or do you mean mother or Kurt? Mother's dead you know." Sarah said quietly, "She killed herself last night."

"I had heard." Freddy hid his grin.

"And I don't have a problem with Kurt, he was just trying to help in his own fucked up way." Sarah said shrugging, Freddy nodded, his full attention back to his magazine.     

So Sarah would hitch a ride out of California, her destination:

1428 Elm Street Springwood, Ohio.

~*~*~To be continued~*~*~

A/N: FYI Mr. Simkins, Chelsea, and Diamond are actual people and the song Sarah was singing is called Vow by Garbage, which I have yet to hear.