Author's note: Okay, this is the first meeting! In all honesty, I'm scared shitless! I might have bitten off a bit more than I can chew when I decided to have this be my first story. Well, here goes, the first nightmare of the story! Make sure to read the bottom author's notes because I'll try and answer some "iffy" problems with this part. Please enjoy the first meeting (at least I think it is) of Freddy Krueger and Neon Genesis Evangelion!

Almost as soon as she felt sleep come over her, Hikari awoke to a sound coming from the kitchen.

"I wonder what that could be?" Hikari thought, "Dad said he might get back from his trip early, but he only left yesterday!" Hikari pondered on the sound's origin. "It couldn't be Kodama or Nozomi, they're staying at their friend's house. I hope it's not a rat."

Hikari hated rats, the annoying screeches they made, and the terrible scratching, the sounds of their claws raking against surfaces, tearing through and ripping apart.

She listened again, yes; there was definitely a sound like claws raking across a wall. She looked at Asuka, the scratching noise wasn't bothering her at all, her breathing was still long and had the occasional snore mixed in. Hikari took her arms off of Asuka and got up, deciding to investigate the noise.

Hikari inched her way down the hallway, clutching a flashlight she had grabbed for protection. Although the apartment wasn't very large, the darkness made the walk to the kitchen seem like an eternity. When she reached the kitchen, she turned on the light. As the light from the fixtures flooded the room, Hikari gasped. A massive book, titled "Speak Japanese in One Night" was propped up on the table, with a gruesome figure poring over it.

His features were something that struck fear into Hikari. His entire body was had burn marks all over it, making his flesh red, crusty, and hard. His ears had not been spared either, as they had been singed as well; in fact they were the worst, since a part of his left ear was missing, as though it had been bitten off. As he turned his piercing black eyes from the pages of his oversized book to Hikari, she noticed another frightening fact: the man had few teeth, in fact, only about half the average number, and those he did have were jagged and yellow, thrusting up from black gums. His clothing was disturbing as well; a red and green striped sweater, a crumpled black hat, and black pants with shoes of the same color. But worst of all, as if the rest of his horrendous form didn't even compare to it, was the glove on his right hand. It was well worn, as the holes that were spaced around on it attested. But what were more concerning were the long blades that were attached to it. Each one was attached to a finger, save for the thumb, and was nearly a foot long. The man, if that's what it was, raked his fingers against the table, making the scratching noise that Hikari had heard, and licked his lips.

"Who the hell are you?!" Hikari asked, acting braver than she felt. She tightly gripped her flashlight, as though it was her only hold on reality.

"Hu hu ha ha ha." The man chuckled sinisterly, his deep voice making Hikari move one of her feet back behind the doorframe. He held his ungloved hand up and spread his fingers. Then, without warning, he sliced off his thumb with his right index blade! A small fountain of puss sprayed from the cut, the liquid dropping on the floor. Hikari gasped, who or what was this man?! The man continued his menacing chuckle as he proceeded to slice off all of his other ungloved fingers.

Hikari could bear no more and ran. As she did, she listened for any signs of pursuit. Hearing none, she ran on towards her room. It was then she noticed that the hallway seemed to have been stretched ridiculously long, the length to her room like the straightway on a track. Ignoring this warped reality, she hurried onward.

"Once I get there I'll lock the door and move my dresser in front of it," Hikari thought, "then all I have to do is call for help on my phone." With the distance getting shorter, Hikari's hopes improved. That is, until she heard the raking of blades. She listened more intently as she ran, and realized the sound was coming from above her!

She turned her flashlight upwards, and the sinister face of the man looked down at her as he crawled at breakneck speeds towards her. Hikari tried to resume her pace, but was pinned down as the man dropped onto her, his blades raking across her back.

"Now, Now" the man chided, "weren't even gonna introduce yourself to uncle Freddy?" The man's voice was deep and cruel, making Hikari, if it were possible, more scared than she already was. Hikari tried to fight him off, but his left hand, which had miraculously regrown its lost fingers, had a solid grip on her, and was pushing down on her with amazing force. The man, Freddy, chuckled, he was obviously pleased at his prey's position, and readied his blades to begin the festivities.

"ASUKA! ASUKA!" Hikari screamed. "LOCK THE DOOR AND CALL TH"

Her voice was cut off as her mouth was covered by Freddy's glove.

"Now, now, wouldn't want to have anyone interrupt our fun now, would you?" Freddy said. "Besides, a little tonguing and it'll be all over."

Hikari felt something wet slither on her back. It crawled under her shirt and went along her back. It paused at the wounds the blades had caused and licked up the blood. Wait. Licked? Hikari froze with fright. Was it this monster's tongue? It kept crawling and circled round her neck. Yes, it most certainly was a tongue. And it held her neck it a tight grip. Freddy released his gloved hand from her mouth, wanting to enjoy the sounds of her suffocation.

But Hikari wasn't one to just give up. With a burst of energy that would have shocked all who witnessed it, Hikari broke her right arm free and tore at the tongue with her nails, breaking it's flesh and causing blood to pour out from it and screams to launch from Freddy. Freddy retracted his tongue, blood still pouring from the scratches, and raised his right arm to slash Hikari. But the hesitation that had been caused by his tongue retracting gave Hikari the time to break free of him and crawl towards the door.

"You thuking itch!" Freddy yelled, his cut tongue giving him much difficulty. "ake ew pay fo tha." He ran after her, his right hand ready to give a slash.

As Hikari opened the door, she felt the blades tear across the back of her head. She quickly delivered a kick to Freddy's gut. She ran into the room and locked the door, her heart pounding and blood gushing from her multiple wounds. Then, with a phenomenal effort, she moved her dresser in front of the door, as Freddy kept pounding on the door. Hikari then grabbed her phone and dialed. Unfortunately, the only sound she heard on the other end was the menacing laughter of Freddy Krueger.

"Wait," Hikari thought, "Asuka has a cell phone!" She looked towards Asuka, noticing how she was still asleep. How could she still be asleep at a time like this? But there was no time to wonder, as Hikari needed her phone.

"Asuka! Wake up!" Hikari screamed while shaking her, "Please! There's someone who's trying to kill us!"

Hikari suddenly felt Asuka wake up.

"Hikari," Asuka said as she turned to face her "what

"Does a girl have to do to get some beauty sleep you bitch?!!"

Hikari froze in fear; the face that had just spoken those words was not Asuka, but Freddy Krueger! As Hikari watched, the rest of Asuka's body transformed into the body of Freddy Krueger. Her thin pale arms became muscular and burnt. Her long, red hair melted away and was replaced by a black hat. Her short, tight boxers grew out and became the black pants and shoes. Her chest flattened and the red and green striped sweater replaced her shirt. The newly formed Freddy smiled as the delicate right hand became his bladed glove.

Hikari ran to the window, but found that bars had gone up in front of it. She looked at the slowly advancing Freddy who was scraping his finger blades on the wall.

She grabbed a book off of the floor and flung it, only to see Freddy knock it aside. As she tried to run, she realized she couldn't, as something was holding her to the wall. She looked down and noticed that the wall had grown over her legs! She tried to reach down and found the wall had grown over her wrists! Tears began to fall from her eyes and a warm wet trickle went down her leg as she faced her doom.

Freddy stopped in front of her and looked her over. Such tender flesh! Such fear in her eyes! She was going to be a delicious appetizer to the feast that was to come! He cut open her pajama top and licked his lips. Not too bad for a fourteen year old! Of course, Freddy's bits had been burned off quite a long time ago, but it still gave him satisfaction to see innocent girls having what little security they had ripped away. Freddy pulled back his right hand for a finishing thrust, but stopped. It took quite a bit of energy to get in this dream, even if he got her soul, there was no telling when his next meal would be. This could just be written off as a homicide, and not get people afraid of a finger blade man, meaning he would be back to square one. That is, unless he advertised.

"Hey, mind delivering a little message for me?" Freddy looked at Hikari for an answer. When he didn't receive one he said "I'll take that as a yes." He took his right index finger and started to scrawl away on Hikari's flesh as she screamed in pain and terror.

Author's note: Well I'm sorry to leave you hanging on whether Hikari dies or not, but I am late in getting this on the net as it is. The next chapter won't be out for a while, so I'll message you when it comes out. Okay, time for info on this chapter:

Did Freddy really learn Japanese in one night?

No, that was just for comedy, Since Freddy is in the mind of a Japanese person, everything he says will be heard as Japanese to the dreamer.

How did Freddy…

He's in control of the dream, and the more scared someone is, or the more souls he has, the more control he has.

Why did Freddy…

He's a sicko, end of story.