Rorschach versus Freddy Krueger

Chapter 3

The first encounter.

The ground around Rorschach shook a bit as the sky disappeared behind him. Turning his head from side to side he saw that the area was now that of a twisted boiler room. Sliding his hands in his pockets he started forward. Down the narrow corridor he went the atmosphere was thick and hot with a sense of despair. A thick cloud of steam seemed to be rising from nowhere. Rorschach continued onwards until he heard a high pitched squeal like someone running thee nails on a chalkboard. Only much louder and much more ominous. Rorschach stopped in his tracks and turned around to see a man in a green and red sweater standing less than twenty feet from him. His face was covered in burns and he chuckled a bit with a dark and scratchy growl in his voice. Rorschach stood unamused as the man or thing before him spoke.

"You must be the one whose dreams have been giving me so much trouble. Decided it was time I come and see what all the fuss was about." Freddy ran the fingers of his non finger bladed hand against the blades on the glove as he stared at Rorschach. Rorschach slowly started walking towards him.

"It makes more sense now." Rorschach started getting closer as Freddy cocked his head to the side and lowered his razor hand and watched as Rorschach picked up speed and leapt into the air. Freddy chuckled and swung his razor hand at him. Rorschach twisted his body and landing on his right foot behind him he swung his left leg up so as to hit him in the back. Freddy vanished, disappearing in an instant. Laughter was heard from behind him. As he turned around he was thrown to the ground. Rorschach shook his head and turned his gaze back to him. Freddy chuckled and started walking towards him. As he did he lowered his razor glove again and said.

" Don't think for a second I intend to let you out of here alive." To which Rorschach replied.

"Good, fine like this." Rorschach started towards him again. Freddy swung his razor glove at him and Rorschach stepped back to avoid the swing before using his right hand to grab Freddys wrist with the razor glove and using his left fist punched Freddy in the face. It appeared to stun him as he staggered back a bit. Rorschach then swung his brought his right leg upwards and slammed it into his chest. Freddy staggered back yet again. Seeming taken back as he faced this masked man. Freddy pulled away from Rorschach and started laughing.

"You're interesting. What is it that makes you so unafraid?" Freddy pondered this as Rorschach rushed forward and leapt up double kicking him straight over a metal railing and Rorschach watched as Freddy tumbled down into the steam. However the laughter didn't end, turning around Rorschach met Freddy face to face. A menacing look in his eyes as he reeled back to plunge the razor fingers into Rorschachs chest. As he brought the gloved hand inwards Rorschach twisted his body and the gloved hand slid across his right arm cutting straight through his jacket and slicing three diagonal gashes into his arm. Rorschach growled as he gripped his arm and took a step back. Freddy chuckled before approaching him again, razor glove poised to strike. Rorschach was ready to rush him when suddenly he felt his entire body shake. Almost as quickly as it happened he felt a sudden shock that jolted him awake. Sitting straight up he found himself sitting in an ambulance. His face and fedora sitting just next to him. An EMT who had been using the defibrillator appeared shocked as Rorschach scowled at her before asking.

"Do you know what you've done?" Rorschach grabbed his face and slid it on before placing the fedora atop his head. "I could've had him!" Rorschach then threw the door open to the ambulance which was traveling at a steady 25 miles an hour and leapt out. Barrel rolling as he landed he quickly descended down into an alleyway and proceeded to climb up one of the side ladders until he got to the roof. As he stood upright, the sun shining bright down on him he thought to himself. ~It must have been a dream." A moment later Rorschach noticed that his arm was bleeding profusely. He then scanned the area and noticed a pharmacy not more than a block away. He applied some pressure to the wound and approached the pharmacy. Not bothering to remove his face he entered and grabbed several rolls of gauze off the shelf. Tearing them open right then and there he wrapped his wounds and proceeded to start for the door. As he did the store clerk approached him saying.

"You gonna pay for those?"

"Bill me." Rorschach replied as he exited the shop. Of which the clerk immediately grabbed the phone and dialed 911.

As Rorschach started down the street he was unsure of what had happened. The only thought that kept running through his mind was. How do I fight him in a dream? Rorschachs thoughts were interrupted as he heard sirens heading straight ahead of him. Being sure they hadn't seen him yet he removed his face and fedora and tucked them inside his jacket as he continued onwards. Making sure to turn just enough so they couldn't see his gauze wrapped arm as they drove past him. Rorschach smirked as he continued onwards down the road. Once he was sure the police were out of sight he slid his face and fedora back on and headed back into the now closed school. Entering the janitors closet he sat down in one of the chairs and said to himself.

"Will kill you."