This is a short chapter cause I've been slacking of during the holiday. I need my rest! Anyways, this is just a tiny thing so that you won't abandon me and my story ;P

Disclaimer: Freddy is not mine, nor any of the other elmstreet-people.

I told Freddy where I came from and that there were films about him and that's how I "know" him. I told him that he is my favorite person and that I practically worship the ground that he walks on. And of course the Hat. I told him about how I got here and how I thought I was meant to help him. Of course he rarely wanted my help but I got go give him advise and watch as he worked. It was so much fun.

Though he didn't want my help he needed it. For had I not been there he would have been dead. More then he already was.

"Shut up!" The dream demon growled and pushed me of the catwalk with one arm. This did not stop my laughter. "I can't help it! It was funny!" I gasped as my fingers clung to the edge that I'd gotten a hold of before I fell to the floor far below me. I wouldn't have gotten permanently hurt if I fell but I didn't wanna lose sight of Freddy now that he was all worked up. It was very amusing to see.

"It was not funny, she confounded me some is all!" He said and looked down on the floor only to see that I wasn't smashed to bits. "And some fraud you are! You said that you knew what would happen! So like, what? You just forgot an important fact like that?!" I pulled myself up a little 'til the floor was under my elbows, swinging my legs like mad, trying to find a grip.

"Oh no! I knew. I knew since I first saw Kristen!" I started laughing again. With a roar Freddy grabbed me by the throat, pulling me up through the handlebars until my face was inches from his. "What?!" he spat, "You knew? Why didn't you tell me she'd be here?!"

"The, cough, look o- on your face, gasp, when you saw Nancy, hu, was priceless." I spluttered, trying to breath. He raised his right hand with the glove. He really wanted to cut that grin off of my face. "Don't be mad. I mock because I love." I managed and he lowered the glove. I waited for him to put my feet back on the ground, but he didn't. Instead he held me on arms length over the nothingness that was the floor of the power-plant. I could see what he was planning by the look in his eyes. He smiled unpleasantly. I grabbed his wrist trying to hold on to it. "Oh come on!" I said with an air of annoyance as his grip slackened and I fell.

"That was totally uncalled for you know." I said a few hours later. For when I had grown back enough bones to start climbing the stairs it had taken a lot of time to find the stairs. Freddy seamed to have moved them all. He whipped his head around to glare at me. "Okay, maybe not totally uncalled for but still." I admitted. He only scuffed and kept ignoring my existence. Suddenly I was hit by an uneasy feeling. It felt like five maybe more sticks were poking me in the back. Freddy seamed to feel it to.

"They're here." he said and grinned. "Who should I take first?" He asked. He wasn't really asking me, he did that sometimes. I always answered though.

"Take the Walk!" I said excitedly. Freddy grabbed my arm and the boiler room began to morph through the dimensions until we stood in the hallway of the asylum. He had so far refused to teach me how to dream-walk. "Which one is that?" He asked, of me this time.

I looked at the different doors. "He's the cute one." I said with a goofy smile. The dream demon gave me a look of disgust. "The one with the dolls." I clarified, "You know, the one you planned to make a puppet out of?" Freddy nodded. "Y' coming?" I loved it when he asked me so I didn't have to feel like a band-aid. Only this time I had to decline.

"Aaactualy. Could you push me into the real world?" I said and Freddy sniggered at me. "Had enough eh? I knew you couldn't take it." He began to circle me slowly. I turned my head to be able to look him in the eyes. "All that blood and killing. People screaming and pleading. Y' suddenly grew a conscience I bet. You're such a fake, pretending that you don't care. Fucking Mary Poppins. So now you wanna leave? Pathetic." I gave him a dead pan look when he finally stopped in front of me.

"Do you really believe that?" I asked offended. "What a load of crap!" It was my turn to circle him now. "I will never have had enough! I made you promise with a condition that I know you won't ever be able to break 'cause I don't ever wanna leave! I am very selfish so the killing doesn't really bother me. Plus, where I come from they are already dead so it won't make a difference. And concerning blood, I'm not afraid of it! I was becoming a veterinarian in my original life. When you cut things up you tend not to be afraid of blood! And I'll have you know that I have always had a conscience, but it feels the same way as I do about things! So no, I don't wanna leave! It's you that wants me to leave. Only instead of trying to figure out how you can kill me you whine and bitch about it, waiting for me to leave of my own free will. So you're the one that's pathetic. And lazy, mind you!"

When I was finished with my rant I was standing in front of the dream demon, he was giving me an equally dead pan look as the one that I had before. "You're a drama queen. Ya know that?" I was taken aback by that response. It was not what I expected. "And and an idiot, mind you!" He said, imitating my voice and changing his appearance so that his face looked like mine.

I tried to keep a serious face but it was damn hard. I could feel my mouth twitch in the corner. "Shut up." I said through my teeth as the smile fought it's way upon my face. Freddy, who still looked like me, mirrored the smile until it was a full blown grin. Damn him!

"Thanks for the interruption bitch but I've got a walk to end." He began to go out of focus but I grabbed his arm and pulled him back. "What now?" He said, his temper rising as he changed his face back.

"Get me into the real world, remember?" I said stomping my foot on the floor.

"Whatcha gonna do there anyway?"

"I am gonna save your life." I said proudly. He only made a skeptical face before roughly pushing me in the chest. I stumbled backwards and fell on my ass. When I looked around I was sitting on the same floor in the same hallway of the asylum, only I was in the real world now. I knew that even though I could not see him Freddy was still standing in the same place and he could see me. I flipped him the bird, or rather the air where he should have been and got to my feet. Now I had to prepare for Freddy's resurrection.

The things I do for that ungrateful bastard, I thought and huffed. I was sitting shotgun in a car. Only it wasn't a car anymore. It was a car wreck. And it was upside down.

I had been "sitting" there for maybe half an hour, watching Neil and Nancy's dad digging a hole for Freddy's cadaver. Soon enough I'd have to take action. Before the two men had gotten there I had spent hours stealing wires from wrecks and tied them together. Then I had connected them to the cars around the clearing. Last I had connected them all to one vehicle, that was the reason why I was currently hanging upside down in this deathtrap of a car. When the time came I'd have to turn the key and start the engine, that would create a chain reaction that would jump-start all the cars in the wall around the clearing.

With the blood rushing to my head I was getting dizzy. I realized with a start that I might pass out. That would lead to me ending up in the dream world. That in turn would lead to me not being here. And if I wasn't here no-one would save Freddy!

I made a sort of spastic twitch, trying to wake up my body. I had to get out of the car, but first...

I stretched my hand out and let my thin fingers close around the key. The car slowly came to life with a cough.

As I crawled out the empty windshield the world was swimming in front of my eyes but I could see how Nancy's dad stopped what he was doing and looked around. I couldn't hear him but I knew he'd said something since Neil stopped too.

We were all listening intently. I was growing more and more anxious, what was taking so long? You could hear a really low rumbling but it was not the effect that I had hoped for. But just as I was starting to panic, wondering how I could let Freddy down like this the notice grew louder and louder. The night was suddenly filled with car horns honking, wheels spinning, engine roaring and of course me laughing. I don't think I had ever been so proud of my self.

I quickly climbed up and ran across the car roofs, it was like I was being carried by the rush. The rush from the fear of failing and the happiness from actually making it happen. I had to stop them from leaving. Their car was standing in a gap between hills of rubble, some way above a few cars stood, tilting dangerously. I ran at them with full force. As the cars slowly fell over I jumped to a more stable footing where I sank to my knees. Something was wrong, I couldn't quite place it until I tried to get up. Pain shot through my right arm and I fell back down.

I felt pain? How could this be? I hadn't felt pain since I got hit by that car, this was tripping. I had dislocated my shoulder before, earlier today in fact. Only I hadn't felt anything then, only like a soft tingling. That's how it usually was when I got hurt since I came here. I was brought out of my thoughts as I heard Nancy's father shout over the tumult. "Bury the fucking thing!" I stood up and looked over the edge. Neil was running over to the package that had to be Freddy's remains. But as he made a grab for it a skeleton hand shot up and yanked at his wrist. The rest of Freddy soon followed, jumping up of the blanket that the bones had been in.

The two men looked terrified to the very core and I sat down on the edge of the car, dangling my legs as I cradled my shoulder, making ready to watch the show.

Skelleddy as I decided to call him lashed out with his glow at Neil. The living man crawled backwards across the ground, defending himself with whatever piece of metal he could find.

Nancy's dad seamed to have returned from the shock of seeing him up and about again.

"It's really you." He said darkly. Freddy whipped around to face him and Neil got the chance to scramble away.

"I killed you once before you son of a bitch!" He said and charged at Skelleddy with a metal pipe. The dream demon stopped the hand mid-swing and shoved his claws into the police-mans gut, lifting him into the air. He leaned back and then hurled Nancy's dad away from him. He hit the car wrecks and a large metal piece prodded out from his chest.

I hissed out a quiet cheer since I didn't wanna interrupt. Freddy than turned on the doctor. He was such a wimp so the dream demon soon knocked him over the head with the shovel. Neil fell unconscious into the grave that they had dug for Freddy. "Hey Freddy!" I called from my place on top of the wrecks. He turned his head and gave me a look that oddly enough said very much considering that he didn't have any features. "Whatehell are you doing here?" He shouted back.

"Oh, just helping out in my own way. Go back to kick the others asses now, I've got this covered!" I said and climbed down, hoping that Freddy wouldn't see the fact that I couldn't use my right arm. Luckily he didn't. "Sure you do." He called over his shoulder as he threw a few patches of dirt down in Neil. Then he dropped the shovel and waved his arms in the air in some sort of victory dance before the bones fell to the ground in a dead heap. And I was alone again.

I spent the next few minutes trying to push my shoulder back in place. I knew how to do it 'cause I'd done it before, only difference was that I hadn't been able to feel anything then. After chickening out a few times I got angry at myself. Just do it quickly, like a band-aid. I went over to the red caddie and put my hand painfully under the hatch. Now it was stuck. I took a deep breath and then threw my weight at it. With a loud snap and a scream that echoed loud and far it was back in place. I freed my hand from the car and then went to lie next to the bones of Freddy. I picked up the glove and put it on my hand. "You better say 'thank you' for all of this when it's over, you ass." I told the remains, who knows, maybe he could hear it.

Suddenly Neil was stirring in the pit, I could hear him groaning from the pain in his head. I scrambled onto my stomach and crawled into the shadow of the cars as fast as I could.

What was I to do? I couldn't kill him since he was supposed to survive and I couldn't let him see me cause then he might have thought I'm Freddy in disguise. I also couldn't let him kill Freddy with the holy water and cross. This was bad, I hadn't thought things through properly.

Neil had just pushed the bones into the pit and was undoing the lid to the holy water when I realized that I still had the glove on my right hand. Maybe things weren't so bad after all.

It was lucky that I had discovered that I could wish on new clothes in the dreamworld. Instead of my normal attire of a beige sweater and my long scarf and such I was wearing my military green trousers and a long sleeved shirt that had black and red stripes. I had wanted to match Freddy if even just a little. As Neil was about to put the cross on the bones I practically flew over to him, tucking the glove down the back of my troursers.

"Dr. Gordon! Don't! Please don't kill him!" I had never seen a person be so surprised.

"What?" he yelled, "Who are you?" He still held the cross dangerously close to Freddy's skull, I bet he could feel it. Okay Hannah, I told myself, remember what you learned at theater-camp.

"I'm Fran Krueger. Fredericks daughter." Neil's mouth dropped. I bet he didn't see that one coming. "Please don't kill him! He's doing this for my sake, he never meant to hurt anybody." I forced my voice into that of a little scared girl. The doctor gave me a pained look before turning away again to face the bones.

"I'm sorry Fran but he's hurt too many. He must be stopped." I slipped the glove on my hand and grabbed his already damaged arm in a painful grip with my other. I pulled him up to face me. "Well," I said in a very good (if you ask me) imitation of Freddy's low grumble, "it was worth a shot."

"You? But how-?" he tried but I kicked him hard in the stomach, he flew away from me. I begged that he wouldn't hear that I wasn't him or feel that I wasn't as strong as him. "How, you ask?" I walked closer. Since it is a hobby of mine to watch and steal walks it I was very good at copying Freddy's saunter. "You're asking me how? I'm a guy who was burned to death, then came back to life in peoples dreams, who's been killed maybe two or three times after that, who still kills people where they think they are safe, who's bones just walked around and fought, and you're asking me how?" I was standing over him now. I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him up so that he was half sitting on the ground. "Take one fucking guess." I hissed.

I had purpously brought us right next tho the shovel. I could see that Neil knew it was there as he was fumbling after it. I raised the gloved hand and straightened up. "Say hi to Nancy for me will ya?" Like he always does in the films, I was taking just enough time for the victims to get help, run away, kick him in the balls or as in this case, grab a shovel and smack "him" over the head with it. I tumbled to the ground and made sure to roll into the pit were the bones lay. I grabbed the hat and put it on my head to look more like Freddy. Neil limped over to the hole and looked down on me. He grabbed the holy water again and threw some on me while chanting.

"Ashes to ashes." I writhered in agony event though I felt nothing as the water droplets hit my face. "Dust to dust." Again the water rained over me and I hissed like a marecat.

"The Lord bless him and keep him, the Lord make his face to shine upon him and be gracious unto him and give him peace. Amen." He then pressed the cross onto my chest and I let out and ear splitting scream before stiffing my entire body. My mouth and eyes were still open in the same screaming face as I stopped breathing.

Neil wiped his forehead and took the cross back since he had only borrowed it. I layed there, as still as I could, as the doctor shoveled earth down over me. I was soon so covered in earth that he couldn't see if I moved. I then grabbed the pile of bones and hugged it closely, waiting to pass out from the lack of oxygen. It didn't take more then a few seconds since I felt like I'd just blinked before I was lying on the oh so familiar catwalks. I took in a deep breath, loving the smoky and damp air. "Honey, I'm home." I mumbled.

"So this is what you meant by saving me?" A low voice grumbled. "Mmm hmm" I murmured through the dirt in my mouth. I nodded my head, a pleased grin on my face. I had yet to open my eyes, I felt like I deserved a little rest. Apparently not since Freddy lifted me to my feet. I frowned and opened my eyes. They were filled with dirt from the soil since I had had my eyes and mouth open when the doctor shoveled mud on me. I spat out the mud on to the floor and rubbed my eyes with my sleeve before looking at Freddy. He seamed more or less okay. There were some holes in his shirt from where the water had hit him and there was a tiny cross carved on his forehead. He didn't seem to bothered by it though, he was starring at a point just above my head. I looked up and then smiled sheepishly.

"Well," I began and laughed nervously, "your probably wondering why I'm wearing your Hat, yeah? I had to- I mean Neil was- He hit me with a shovel- Had to look like you, see-" He silenced my stuttering by yanking the Hat of my head. "Yeah yeah. Never mind that, what's all this?" He said pointing at the bones I was holding in my arms.

"Can't you tell?" I said with amusement, "It's you!" I picked up the skull and waved it in front of Freddy's face. He slowly took it in his hand and gave it an odd look. I supposed it was weird for him, seeing his own skull like that. He looked back up at me, I was waiting for his reaction. "Why'd you bring... 'It ' here?" I wasn't sure of what I had expected but that wasn't it. "I saved it of course, now no-one can hurt you through these! Clever, see?" Freddy looked back down at the bones.

"So that's what you've been up to?" He asked with an amused look on his burnt features. "Digging up my bones? The Britons I tell ya." He shook his head at me.

"No actually. I've been doing some wiring. I've been hanging upside down for a very long time. I've been pushing cars around. I've pretended that I'm Fran Krueger, your daughter. I've pretended that I'm you. I've been fighting against Neil with your glove. I've been hit over the head with a shovel. I've been blessed and buried alive. And I've been saving your pretty little head form more damage then that tiny cross there. And stop taking the piss at my accent. It's loverly, and you're just jealous."

I didn't mention the fact that I now knew why he couldn't kill me. I would never hear the end of it.

He stared at me in silence for maybe one minute before saying sceptically, "Fran.. Krueger?"

"Mm hm." I nodded happily before adding; "Don't worry though. I made her up."

"You better have made her up! I don't want no more bastards." He mumbled and took the bones and the glove from me. "I know what you mean." I said with a sigh, following him like always. "Katherin always got on my nerves."

I walked into Freddy as he stopped dead. "Whatdya mean?" He said suspiciously, glancing over his shoulder down on me. "Is she in the movies? You don't like her? Does that mean that she doesn't like me? But why? Tell me Hannah! Will she turn on me? She does, doesn't she? That bitch! That ungrateful brat! I must go after her at once! Or do I? Tell me now, tell me!" I realized my mistake to late. Freddy kept on ranting and shook my shoulders.

"I can't tell you, it'll spoil the surprise!" I tore away and ran deeper into the power-plant. I could hear Freddy call after me, "Damn you and your stupid ass surprises! You know what? I don even wanna know! Ya hear tha'? I don't care!" There was a pause for a few seconds before I heard his steps chasing after me. "Just fucking tell me!" I squealed happily and ran faster, I loved this game.

Now another film moment have passed and I have a request for you. I am going to add two more scenes from the films into this story but I don't know which ones. So I was thinking you guys could vote for your favorite Elmstreet moment, preferably endings, or from Wes Cravens new nightmare and FvJ of course.

And Pleeease don't ignore this, I need your help.

Hannah: Jokerina! Get off the floor this minute!

Jokerina: But if I don't beg they might not help us!

Hannah: What do I care? I don't write this stuff.

Jokerina: Exactly! If you don't help me beg I'll make you best friends with Lori!

Hannah: ...

Jokerina&Hannah: Pleeeeeease, help us! Pleeeease!