AS22: okay, what happened? I got only 1 review! Well, I thought to myself, maybe it's because Freddy wasn't in the chapter. So now he's here, and if you don't review, Freddy's coming for you! (insert evil laughter here)

Chapter 2: Nightmares Do Come True…

I got in my black tank and long pants and climbed into bed. Krueger sounded too good to pass up, and if the site was right, then just thinking of him would get his attention.

But like I said, sleep isn't my thing. It could take hours-

"Or maybe not…" I saw the room I was in, but it wasn't my room. It was a boiler room.

Steam hit my face, and in instinct I backed away.

"One, two, Freddy's coming for you…"

"Hello?" I knew I had heard something.

"Three, four, better lock you door…"

"Is someone there? This is so freaky…"

"Five, six, grab a crucifix… seven, eight, better stay up late…"

"Krueger?"

This can't be real… it can't be!

"Nine, ten, never sleep again!"

"Freddy Krueger?"

"Who wants to know, bitch?" a raspy voice, yet somehow slimy at the same time, whispered behind me. I felt the hot air on my neck. I froze.

"I want to know. My name is-"

"Angelina, yes, I know. I've missed my children so much, how kind of you to come visit." He pushed me to the floor, but I didn't back down. I didn't scream, and I didn't cry, I just stood back up. He had me from behind, and his razor gloved hand trailed through my shoulder length hair, his free hand gently holding my throat. I didn't move.

"Krueger, I've read up on you a little before I came to visit." My voice was cracking even though I was trying to be steady.

"Why would you do something so stupid?" he asked, laughing.

"Because I think we have a lot in common." His laughter halted.

"What do we have in common?"

"You like children, right? Maybe I could help you get more children."

"Go on." He said, letting me go. I took a few steps back before I began.

"I want you to train me. Let me become like you! In turn, we can kill together and gain more power. It may not be so hard for your children to forget one slasher, but how hard would it be to forget two?"

"I see… but why do you wish to kill?" he asked, draping one clawed finger over his mouth in thought.

"Blood… darkness… it's everywhere. People don't deserve to live, no one does. I want to teach them a lesson."

"So we do have something in common. You're starting to wake up, we can continue this conversation tomorrow. I need time to decide."

"Decide what?"

"If I want an apprentice or just your blood." He laughed.

XxX

All that next day I searched the web for info on Krueger. I found the details on his life and his death as a mortal. Later I found the myths, that demons came to him and that he's killed teens in their sleep, even trying to corrupt an unborn child. I'd have time to ask him if they were real… if he let me live.

Then night came again all too soon. The moon was full, lighting up my room in its gothic glory. The only hint of color was a little yellow ribbon I had tied to the bed post. It had belonged to my mother once.

To tell the truth, I really don't remember my mother very well anymore. I never knew my father, he died in a car accident that took place when I was a child. All I do remember is that my mother didn't die as the records state. She didn't kill herself. She wouldn't, she loved me too much.

I closed my eyes as I remembered her. I barely recalled what she looked like.

Do I really want to do this? Do I want to cause suffering?

When I opened my eyes I saw a tile ceiling. I sat up and there were white walls on three sides. I stood and turned to a hall.

I'm back in the dream world… where is Krueger?

I walked ahead and came to a hall full of rooms. The doors were all black, and each one had a number painted in red. One door had 1428, and that number seemed familiar, so I opened it and walked in.

I was in a house, a nice suburban home. I walked through, hearing the rhyme as I went. I even started repeating it as I walked.

"1, 2, Freddy's coming for you…"

I got to the living room and I saw a figure in a brown hat sitting in an arm chair, faced away from me.

"Hello, Angelina. I have been waiting for you. Been sleeping well?"

"Cut the small talk, am I in or not?"

"Fuck you, girl. As a matter of fact, you are." He said, standing up, "Have a seat, I have much to tell you."

Krueger sat back down in the chair and turned back around. I walked around and sat in the chair across from him.

"So, what's the deal?" I asked, copying his posture.

"There is an initiation you must pass. Only then will you be strong enough to help me kill and gain power."

"So what do I have to do?"

"The first step is to accompany me on a kill. Once you know how to do it, you can start your testing." He said, digging into the wooden floor with his knives.

"Then let's get started." I said, standing up.

"Yes, but before that-"

"Why do you keep adding things on?" I asked.

"Well, it's my job as your master. If you can't do the job right, you'll be next." He said.

"Fear makes a great motivator." I smirked.

"Yes. Now, all you have to do is sign this little contract-"

"Nobody said I'd have to sign anything."

"You didn't ask."

A paper materialized in his hand, and he stuck out a claw. I knew that meant I had to sign in blood. I took the paper and looked it over first. As long as I passed my tests I'd become a dream demon like him without having to die first. But I'd also be much stronger when I did die.

Krueger was getting impatient as he started to wiggle his claw a bit. I held out my finger for him, and he quickly slashed across the tip of my finger. There was no pain since it was done so quickly. I signed my name, and the paper began to glow before vanishing into thin air.

"That's it?" I asked.

"Yes. So, first you need to know how to work the world around you. Then you'll go hunting with me, and last you'll be tested. Got it, bitch?"

"Yes sir." I said.

"Right. First, the Goth look has to go. You need something… like what I have." He said.

"A Christmas sweater and a hat?" I mocked.

"No." he growled, "Something that doesn't look threatening." He clarified.

"Hmm…" I thought on it, and had a great idea, "How's this?" I thought hard, and an outfit materialized. He looked pleased.

"Not only do you have good taste, you're quick on the draw."

My new outfit had my shirt red, and a skirt that went passed my knees that matched Krueger's shirt. I had knee-high black boots, and to top it off, a brown baseball cap turned backwards.

"Now all I need is a weapon." I said, thinking.

"How about a glove like mine?" a glove materialized on my hand as he said it. I looked it over.

"Nice, but…" I altered it so it was lighter. The knives were still sharp, but thinner, and I changed the material to red.

"I think I really like your style. You know what you want. From now on you'll look like this in the dream world." He said.

"Now can we go hunt?" I asked, sounding whiny I knew.

"Just a moment now. You still need practice."

"Well… can't we do them at the same time? You show me while we hunt?"

Freddy Krueger just laughed, a genuine laugh, not a mocking tone laugh. I said something funny.

"I like you kid. Fine, but if we lose this one it's on your head. And I mean that literally."