A/N:Reviews, commentaries and critics welcome. i don't own Steven universe or A nightmare on Elm Street.
I thank the Beta reader Ivy Rain for helpping out in this story.
After her mom finally arrived at Steven's house she said a goodbye to her and with a final kiss she drove home. As soon as Connie entered the house she was surprised. Steven laid on his bed staring at the ceiling. Amethyst was playing idle with a ball without enjoyment and Pearl was in the middle of a Lecture of sorts.
"And now that everything was adjusted, I think this new schedule will be a success." Pearl said trying to sound satisfied, but not coming across as such.
"Hello" Connie said timidly. It was so weird to see everybody so sad and defeated.
"Connie!" Steven said as he ran down the stairs and hugged her. Her heart filled with warmth and returning the hug she let him lead her to the kitchen. She sat down and ate the dinner that Pearl had prepared for Steven. It was all-natural yogurt with nuts. Pearl explained that she was trying to get Stevenon a healthy heart friendly diet while helping him get in shape with Amethyst's help who was also was preparing a training routine for Steven.
"So Connie? Wanna go out with us in our morning jog?" asked Amethyst to Connie, giving her a playful elbow to the ribs.
"Sure, it will probably help me to get quicker feet for my sword play." Connie said smiling.
"I'm still not sure about those pieces of iron that you got for Steven. And that house that you are building with Garnet outside." Pearl said wearily.
"It's a home gym, Pearl." Amethyst said annoyed. "Those pieces of iron are called weights, and with the help of this book, "Weightlifting" by Bob Hoffman we can get Steven to get like this!" She said transforming in her purple puma person. "Hey, Connie! Check me out, don't you want Steven to get like this?" Amethyst said giving her a complicit wink.
Connie stopped to think for a moment; there she was lying in the beach while a shadow blocked the sun from her. Gently the shadow carried her bridal style. Steven smiled at her while she reclined her head on his chest.
"Connie, are you alright?You were drooling. Steven said baffled.
"How messy. Here take this!" Pearl offered a napkin. "I agree, are you fine?" Pearl asked concerned.
"She is fine Pearl. She was just imagining what could be." Amethyst said nudging her with her head.
Internally Connie thoughtDon't be shallow. Don't be shallow.
After diner Pearl told them the new schedule so Connie had time to understand it. At 6:30 Steven raised to do his 5k run with Amethyst. After the returned they would partake in Amethyst's weight training session. Then at 7:30 it's breakfast time. Then at 1:00 it will be time for a meal and finally at 5 or 6 it was dinner time. Connie then asked if Pearl subscribed herself to the 4-hour rule for food intake. Pearl politely smiled. Connie took note to talk with her mother, or she could talk to Pearl about nutrition and strength training at a young age. Well as young as Steven could be classified.
As they prepared Steven for bed they thought of the bed arrangements. Steven proposed to let Connie sleep in his bed while he took the couch. Pearl, for his part, argued that such will be detrimental for his spinal health. Amethyst, citing one of her books, said that sleeping on the flat ground would help his posture so she proposed a sleepover. That last argument forced Pearl into the actual arrangement. Connie and Stevenwould share the bed, but there will be pillows separating the two.
Connie turned her head to see Steven looking back at her, smiling. She quickly turned her head back to staring at the ceiling. This is going to be awkward. Just as she thought that she got an idea.
"So Steven, how was your day?" Trying small talk for a change.
"Well, Amethyst and I ran for 7k through the beach and…Gunga is dead." He answered her with sadness.
"She is dead?" Connie asked confused. Two deaths in the same day must have been a coincidence.
"Yeah. Kiki told me that she was sleeping and some lamp must have malfunctioned and then the sparks caused a fire in her bed." Steven began recounting then continued "Amethyst saw a bunch of police cars and an ambulance."
"My day was also very weird." Connie began, "Eric, a kid from my class died today also."
"Whoa. How did it happen?"
"Wellit was really weird. We were having this theory lecture in physics class whenEric began to move violently in his chair. Then he suddenly stood up and hebegan to puke." Connie remembered with a pang of nausea in her stomach.
"Puke?" Steven said confused
"Hebegan puking blood. It was disgusting. After a while he stopped, but then, I swear I am not making this one up, buthe began to sing a song." Connie said propping herself up with her left arm. "It went like this:One, two, Freddy's coming for you." She began but then…
"Three, four, Better lock your door" Steven continued without missing a beat.
"How did you know the lyrics?" Connie asked, very unnerved by this.
"Connie, can I tell you something that happened last night?" He asked unsure if he should speak or not.
"Yes! Of course,Steven." Connie said as she got to her knees and leaned towards him. The only light was the moon outside of Steven's window.
"Last night I had this really freaky dream. I was in this neighborhood and there was this house…and…this blond girl." He began to say.
"Blond girl? Is she someone that I know?" Connie asked. She was about 90% curious and 10% jealous?
"I don't think so, butshe was jumping rope and singing that same song. Then this man appeared." Steven said.
"A man?"
"Yes. He was skinny like Lars, but taller. He had this weird sweater and a hat. And he had claws"
"The man had claws?"
"On his right-hand like a glove, with blades or knives coming out of them." Steven said trying to mimic the pose that Freddy had taken when he met him.
"A glove…like a gauntlet?" Connie asked.
"Yea, but knives were coming out of his fingers tips." Steven said.
"And what did he say to you?"
"He just mocked me and called me chubby." Steven said then paused and looked to his stomach. "I know I'm soft, but that was rude." He said slightly hurt.
Connie looked at Steven. She knew that he wasn't skinny like her, but he was hardly what one would call fat. Chubby maybe, but just baby fat.
"you are not fat,Steven! And even then" she began to say, but thenSteven continued.
"Then I saw this old woman"
"An old woman?" Connie asked curiously.
"Yeah. She was dressed all in white andI don't know. Her clothes were weird."
"Weird? How? What was she wearing,Steven?" Connie asked, leaning closer to hear all the details.
"It looked like a cloth on her head. Her forehead was covered in this whitehat cape." He said; scratching his head trying to remember the details.
"Wait a minute,Steven." Connie said. She got up and grabbed her backpack and searched for her notebook and pencil. After doodling on her way up the stairs to Steven's bed she handed the notebook to him; "Did it look like this?"
"Yeah, that was what she was wearing on her head."
"Steven, that is a nun's headgear."
"What's a nun?" Stevenasked confused.
"Wella nun is a member of a religious order. Generally, a Christian one." She said thinking that she should have seen it coming. Obviously,Steven had never seen or heard of nuns.
"And what is a Christ…?" He couldn't remember the whole word.
"Steven, that isn't important right now. What I mean isyou saw something that you have never seen in your life. You saw a nun and you heard the same song that Eric sang before he died. There must be a connection." —Connie then began to tap her chin thinking about what they both knew and how it could be correlated in a coherent way.
"What do you think 'Freddy' stands for?"
"Probably Frederick or Alfred, but then there are a lot of variations of the name Steven. I don't quite know which one it is." Connie said thinking about it. "And even if we got his first name we couldn't know for sure who it is without the place or the…"
"We should talk about this in the morning." Steven said. "It's very late and frankly I am getting creeped out."
"Fine, but we will investigate this tomorrow." Connie said, smiling and getting comfortable on her side of the bed. She began to drift off to sleep.
Sadie laid there sleeping comfortably in her bed, her blond haircushioningher headon her pillow. Her TVwas turned on, but it showed static that signaled the end of the movie that she was watching before. Her favorite series in Bulgarian horror The Lurch. As she laid there sleeping she had no idea what she was going to experience; beyond quitting her crappy job selling doughnuts and more intense than any movie that she had ever seen.
"Thanks' for buying,Sir. Have a good day" After the client left the store Sadie sighed Another lonely night in this thankless job. There it was, another fake smile. It wasn't always like this. When Lars was still part of the Big Doughnut it was tolerable. Leaning on the counter she began to play with the doughnuts that were for free tasting when a guy entered the shop.
"Good evening." She began but was suddenly interrupted.
"Welcome to the big doughnut. What can I do for you? Aren't you sick of that standard greeting?" The man said sounding both amused and a little annoyed.
"Well it is grating after a while." She conceded as the man made his way to the counter. As he got closer she was able to get a very good look at him. He was middle aged, probably late 30s or early 40s. He had blond, curly hair. It looked similar to sour cream, but his hair was more golden blond than platinum. He had blue eyes and a very sharp face too. He was wearing a sweater that had green and red horizontal stripes. On his head there was a brow hat like Ronaldo, but badly battered. Over the sweater he wore a long, dark trench coat that stopped at his ankles. "Mister.?"
"Freddy will be enough." He finished as he leaned on the counter getting to close to. Too close for comfort. "My juicy, blondie." He said looking at her like she was a piece of meat.
"Sir, could you tell me what it is you want." Sadie was already repelled by his initial appearance, but now he was obviously leering at her. "Or I would kindly suggest that you leave. Now." She said looking him straight in the eye.
"Oh. The little girl is mad. Very well but give me the vanilla one. The one with cream in the hole." He said smiling at her.
Slowly Sadie began to get the doughnut, trying to keep from making eye contact. If it were necessary to chase this one out she would do it.
"That will be $2.59." She said handing him the bag with his doughnut.
"Here,Fatass." He said extending his right hand, but before she could answer him she saw something that wasn't there before. On his right hand was some kind of glove made of metal. The points of the fingers there were clear and pointed blades. On his hand there was 3 big dollar coins. She remembered that her grandpa had some of them. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other and tried to keep calm. How did I not see he was armed? Those weren't there before!
"What? Is my money not good enough for you? He chuckled.
"No, it's just" Before she could finish he tossed the coins into his left hand and threw them at her face. As she cowered to avoid being hit she heard a strong laugh. When she opened her eyes, she wasn't in the doughnut shop anymore. Instead she was in the forest. It was the Crooked Forest. The same one from The Lurch, part 2! She began to walk into the misty forest, very slowly. Then she heard metal in her pocket. She quickly shoved her hand into her pocket to find out what was making the noise. She felt coins that hadn't been there before. She pulled her hand out and it was the same the coins the creepy man had paid her with. I never put those in my pocket. What is going on?! She heard that same, crazy laugh again and saw a shadow coming from the left. Turning, she saw the same man dressed exactly the same as in the doughnut shop, minus the trench coat. He's changed somehow. Gone were the blond locks. Gone was every inch of clear, white skin. That clear skin was now replaced by burned and charred flesh. His hand with the glove was dropping a little and with palm and up he was moving the blades.
"Down the rabbit hole, Alice" He asked amused.
"Who are you?"
"Here, in this place, I am God, but you can call meFreddy." He said as he got closer.
She began to look around frantically. She needed something to keep him away. She saw a long piece of wood on the ground. Thinking fast she grabbed the wood and gave it a good swing. She connected and smacked him right in the face. There was no time to lose. She stumbled as she kicked him in the right leg, forcing him to fall to his knees. He slowly raised his head turning towards her slightly. If looks could kill. The glare he gave her made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. She screamed and dropped the piece of wood. Thankfully it fell right on Freddy's head. She picked up again and kept hitting him while he was on the ground. Even through her own grunting and heavy breathing she could hear his voice. He was laughing. That made her freeze. She took a step back and just stared in shock. He slowly stood up, one slow movement at a time. All she could do was stare at his right index finger that he was slowly shaking side to side.
"Dumb, little bitch. I have been burned. My body blessed, tern limb from limb, unbirthed even, but I'm still here." He said. "And you and I; we have so much to do."
"No this is a dream, this isn't real." She tried to reason. This is just a dream.
"You are wrong, this is my nightmare." Hz said as he kept getting closer and closer despite her walking backward.
"This is my dream."
"What?" He asked, curious.
"This is my dream and I am not some fat, dumb bitch!" She said. Her glare firmly on the ground as Freddy was front her. Her fist was trembling.
"Then, cunt who are you?" He said raising his glove, ready to slash her on the face.
"I AM, SADIE! KILLER!" She screamed.
"What the F***…was all that?" Freddyasked before he was expelled against a he looked up he saw her. Gone was the uniform that she had worn the moment before. There she was, dressed in a black leather jacket, her eyes had some red shadow and her teeth were sharp like a shark. In her left hand was a spear.
"You want to dance, fucker?Let's dance!" She said whilelooking at him and pointing her spear towards him. He smiled and opened his claw hand. Sadie ran towards him and jumped in the air, eluding the swipe he made and landing just behind him. As soon as he turned she thrusted her spear and stabbed him in the heart.
"ARGHHHH! YOU FAT BITCH!" He yelled in agony. He grabbed the spear with his ungloved hand as she was pushing him until he was pinned against a tree. The pain felt too real, there was no doubt anymore. She was a Dream Warrior. I need more strength before I can face her again.
"HAD ENOUGH?"
"Hehehee. You know, this dance is too lonesome. We need company." He said. Then she heard a sound that she knew only too well. She glanced back for a second and saw the dirt moving a little. Then she saw a hand pop up from beneath. First it was the hand, then a limb and then the whole body. One after another it happened. In front of her she could see at least 50 points. The zombies. Then she heard a laugh. She turned fast and saw vanishing while she was left to face, now a horde of, no less than 50 undead.
"Okay, Who's first?" Sadie said to the horde that was getting closer to her.
Onion slept placid in his room, quiet and calm. Suddenly he began to stir. Sweat was forming on his forehead, little by little he began to grimace. Then red sots began to appear on his night shirt…
As Sour Cream went to the bathroom to urinate he began to ponder what crazy days Beach City seemed to have. Greg Universe was dead as was Jenny and Kiki's grandma. If what the paper he read was true, one of the kids at the local elementary school met his end in very gruesome way too.
"Man, what is going on?" He sighed. Then he heard something. It came from Onion's room.
Running, he went to Onion's room and opened the door. He almost puked. There was Onion's bed, but Onion wasn't there. In his place there was a puddle of blood and something that he could not identify.
Sadie was searching for her next target when suddenly she saw someone drop a flying kick to a zombie head. She turned to see who had done that and was surprised. Connie? And Steven?
"Sadie, what's going on?" Steven screamed as he threw his shield and nailed 2 zombies; beheading them in the process. For her part Connie was slicing another 2, leaving only 6 to deal with.
"Are you in my mind like that time with Lars?" She asked, dodging the other zombie and stabbing it in the head.
"YES!"
Once every single one of the zombies was dealt with they stopped and turned to look each other.
"Whoa…Sadie?"
"Yes, Connie it's me." Sadie said to the surprised Connie in her new get up.
"What happened here? I felt that you were in trouble and…"
"This? I had it under control. You just helped me get my second wind." She then moved her spear and pointed to the other corpses that filled the forest.
"Wow! Do you often dream of zombies, Sadie?" Steven asked.
"No, Steven. That was the warm up." Said a fourth voice.
All three turned around and saw Freddy. They appeared to still be in the forest, but it was different. It was like someone had carved out a factory with a laser right in front of them. There was an endless maze of pipes, half forest, half boiler room. "How considerate of you…to get me a new…. friend." He said, looking Connie up and down.
"Who are you?" Steven asked. "And what do you want?"
"I am Freddy Krueger, the Springwood Slasher." He answered while walking towards them; his clawed hand resting on his left shoulder. "And you, hehehe, just gave me everything that I wanted." He finished.