I'm sorry its been so long since Ive posted! Its just that we moved the
other day and my computer has been unusable, but I finally put it back
together today as well as my DVD drive which my brother was using, so I
feel much better. Thank you to everyone for reviewing my story! Next
chapter will be up asap I promise! And Im going to write some personal
thank yous up too! I would now but its late, Im tired and I have damn
school tomorrow ARGH! So enjoy, and I hope you enjoy :)
CHAPTER 4
"Mum!" screamed Aaron. "Mum! He's here! He's back! I swear! Mum, wake me up!"
The 17 year old boy kicked at his bed sheets as he pushed himself up to the very top of his bed, trying his hardest to get away from the man standing at the foot of his bed.
"Mum? Can't you hear me? He's back! He is here! Mum! Mum!" Aaron continued to scream as he stood up in the corner of his bed, back pressed hard against the wall. The man just stood and watched, unmoving.
"Freddy..." whispered the boy. "Freddy.... MUM HE IS HERE! HE IS HERE! WAKE ME UP PLEASE DAMNIT!"
Freddy finally made his move, jumping at the child, pressing up close hard to the boy refusing to allow him access to leave. Freddy and Aaron's face were only inches apart as Freddy growled into his ear.
"If you want to live bitch, grab a hold of me."
Aaron's face of fear turned to a face of shock and horror. "What?" he asked.
"Don't fuck with me boy! Do it now!" growled Freddy again, losing patience.
Aaron quickly reached up, grabbing a hold of one of Freddy's arms, his other arm touching Freddy's shoulder.
"Now, no funny business asshole!" warned Freddy as quickly his hands turned to fire and burned their way through Aaron's flesh. Aaron screamed in pain, writhing and squirming, releasing Freddy.
"Hold onto me you dumb shit!" roared Freddy, grabbing Aaron's hands in his own and waiting. Aaron continued to scream and cry out, now desperately clawing into Freddy's palms begging for a release of the pain.
On the other side, Aaron's mum screamed as she ran into her son's room, watching him hauling himself all over his bed, kicking, screaming in agonizing pain.
"Aaron!" she cried. "Aaron wake up! It's just a dream! It's just a dream!" In a desperate attempt to wake her child, she slapped him good and hard across the face, causing Aaron to fling himself up out of bed, sweating and sore, but fortunately alive and awake.
His mother threw her arms around him, thanking the lord for not taking her son yet as Aaron, still in shock, hugged her back. She eventually released him, tears in her eyes, staring into her son's face.
"It was just a dream, right? Just a dream..."
"Just a dream mum... just a dream." He repeated in a more definite voice. "Just a dream."
"That was, but this isn't." came a deep voice from behind as both Aaron and his mother spun to come into eye contact with the fiendish Krueger. They both screamed out, hugging each other tightly.
"Oh Lord, please help us! Lord! Please hear me!" screamed Aaron's mum holding her son tightly and protectively.
"Shut the fuck up." Growled Freddy. "I was only passing through."
He then turned and exited the bedroom, making his way down the stairs and out the unlocked front door.
Aaron looked up to his mum, who stood in shock alongside of him. "Mum... am I still dreaming?"
Aaron's mum looked down at him. "I..." she stopped for a minute to think. "I don't know..."
* * * * * * * * * *
"That bastard does nothing but cause trouble!" roared Candyman in frustration. "Instead of doing his job and KILLING that kid, he LETS him and his mother LIVE and just casually strolls out of the front door like he owns the place?! The bastard is just asking for trouble, trouble for him and trouble for us!"
Candyman collapsed into a seat behind him. After the meeting with Freddy at the bar, Candyman made his way back to the room he was in with the various other anti-heroes and once again started his bitching session on Freddy.
"The man is stupid and under the impression he is having a 'mid-life crisis'! More like a childish tantrum!"
Pinhead sighed. He had been putting up with Candyman's bitching for way too long, Chucky on the other hand had already fallen asleep on the cockroach, joined by Michael Myers who was on the verge of drifting off, but continued to awake with the sudden yelling of Candyman as he would start a new sentence.
"Oh, and you know what else?!" cried Candyman.
"No I don't, but apparently I feel that you are about to tell me, are you not?" queried a bored Pinhead.
"The bastard is missing! No one can tell where he is! No one knows! He is so annoying! When I find him, I'm going to haul his burnt ass back here and shove some sense into his thick head!"
"I'm sure you will." Stated Pinhead flatly, prodding his pins with his finger.
A soft wheezing sound came from Michael as he had now slipped down the wall on his back and sat there on the floor, looking quite dead.
Candyman sighed again, relaxing back into his chair. "What are we going to do with him?" he asked softly.
Finally finding a good opportunity to speak his own mind, Pinhead spoke up. "We will do nothing. It is not of our business, it is not of our worries. Our place is doing what we do, not what others do. I will return to the other Cenobites, you will return to your search for a mate and the others will continue with their own duties. Freddy Krueger has his own lessons to learn and he will do so himself. We can not stop just for him." Pinhead slowly rose, turning and exiting the room.
Candyman sighed, a sense of determination taking over his body. "Sorry Pinhead. I can't sit around and wait for him to fuck up. I HAVE to find him and bring him back."
"You sound like you're in fucking love with him!" cried a now awoken Chucky.
Candyman turned to look at Chucky, his eyes full of malice.
"I suggest you watch your mouth before I mistake it for a fish and hook you up." Stated Candyman, waving his hook around emphasizing his point. He then rose and left the room, leaving Chucky and Michael sitting alone in silence.
CHAPTER 4
"Mum!" screamed Aaron. "Mum! He's here! He's back! I swear! Mum, wake me up!"
The 17 year old boy kicked at his bed sheets as he pushed himself up to the very top of his bed, trying his hardest to get away from the man standing at the foot of his bed.
"Mum? Can't you hear me? He's back! He is here! Mum! Mum!" Aaron continued to scream as he stood up in the corner of his bed, back pressed hard against the wall. The man just stood and watched, unmoving.
"Freddy..." whispered the boy. "Freddy.... MUM HE IS HERE! HE IS HERE! WAKE ME UP PLEASE DAMNIT!"
Freddy finally made his move, jumping at the child, pressing up close hard to the boy refusing to allow him access to leave. Freddy and Aaron's face were only inches apart as Freddy growled into his ear.
"If you want to live bitch, grab a hold of me."
Aaron's face of fear turned to a face of shock and horror. "What?" he asked.
"Don't fuck with me boy! Do it now!" growled Freddy again, losing patience.
Aaron quickly reached up, grabbing a hold of one of Freddy's arms, his other arm touching Freddy's shoulder.
"Now, no funny business asshole!" warned Freddy as quickly his hands turned to fire and burned their way through Aaron's flesh. Aaron screamed in pain, writhing and squirming, releasing Freddy.
"Hold onto me you dumb shit!" roared Freddy, grabbing Aaron's hands in his own and waiting. Aaron continued to scream and cry out, now desperately clawing into Freddy's palms begging for a release of the pain.
On the other side, Aaron's mum screamed as she ran into her son's room, watching him hauling himself all over his bed, kicking, screaming in agonizing pain.
"Aaron!" she cried. "Aaron wake up! It's just a dream! It's just a dream!" In a desperate attempt to wake her child, she slapped him good and hard across the face, causing Aaron to fling himself up out of bed, sweating and sore, but fortunately alive and awake.
His mother threw her arms around him, thanking the lord for not taking her son yet as Aaron, still in shock, hugged her back. She eventually released him, tears in her eyes, staring into her son's face.
"It was just a dream, right? Just a dream..."
"Just a dream mum... just a dream." He repeated in a more definite voice. "Just a dream."
"That was, but this isn't." came a deep voice from behind as both Aaron and his mother spun to come into eye contact with the fiendish Krueger. They both screamed out, hugging each other tightly.
"Oh Lord, please help us! Lord! Please hear me!" screamed Aaron's mum holding her son tightly and protectively.
"Shut the fuck up." Growled Freddy. "I was only passing through."
He then turned and exited the bedroom, making his way down the stairs and out the unlocked front door.
Aaron looked up to his mum, who stood in shock alongside of him. "Mum... am I still dreaming?"
Aaron's mum looked down at him. "I..." she stopped for a minute to think. "I don't know..."
* * * * * * * * * *
"That bastard does nothing but cause trouble!" roared Candyman in frustration. "Instead of doing his job and KILLING that kid, he LETS him and his mother LIVE and just casually strolls out of the front door like he owns the place?! The bastard is just asking for trouble, trouble for him and trouble for us!"
Candyman collapsed into a seat behind him. After the meeting with Freddy at the bar, Candyman made his way back to the room he was in with the various other anti-heroes and once again started his bitching session on Freddy.
"The man is stupid and under the impression he is having a 'mid-life crisis'! More like a childish tantrum!"
Pinhead sighed. He had been putting up with Candyman's bitching for way too long, Chucky on the other hand had already fallen asleep on the cockroach, joined by Michael Myers who was on the verge of drifting off, but continued to awake with the sudden yelling of Candyman as he would start a new sentence.
"Oh, and you know what else?!" cried Candyman.
"No I don't, but apparently I feel that you are about to tell me, are you not?" queried a bored Pinhead.
"The bastard is missing! No one can tell where he is! No one knows! He is so annoying! When I find him, I'm going to haul his burnt ass back here and shove some sense into his thick head!"
"I'm sure you will." Stated Pinhead flatly, prodding his pins with his finger.
A soft wheezing sound came from Michael as he had now slipped down the wall on his back and sat there on the floor, looking quite dead.
Candyman sighed again, relaxing back into his chair. "What are we going to do with him?" he asked softly.
Finally finding a good opportunity to speak his own mind, Pinhead spoke up. "We will do nothing. It is not of our business, it is not of our worries. Our place is doing what we do, not what others do. I will return to the other Cenobites, you will return to your search for a mate and the others will continue with their own duties. Freddy Krueger has his own lessons to learn and he will do so himself. We can not stop just for him." Pinhead slowly rose, turning and exiting the room.
Candyman sighed, a sense of determination taking over his body. "Sorry Pinhead. I can't sit around and wait for him to fuck up. I HAVE to find him and bring him back."
"You sound like you're in fucking love with him!" cried a now awoken Chucky.
Candyman turned to look at Chucky, his eyes full of malice.
"I suggest you watch your mouth before I mistake it for a fish and hook you up." Stated Candyman, waving his hook around emphasizing his point. He then rose and left the room, leaving Chucky and Michael sitting alone in silence.