"No, Sean. The best thing we can do, is get the fuck out of here! Let's think about this rationally-"
"Fucking hell, Hannah! We're being killed in our dreams, there is nothing rational about this situation!"
"- Well, as rational as goes, we don't have a chance against this guy! This plan, we have, isn't garunteed! We could die, just like Chey and all the other kids who has faced him. Our best option is to get the hell out of here, as fast and efficent as possible."
Sean growled, clenching his free hand into a tight fist, his nails digging into his palm, leaving small groves in the padded flesh.
"We can't give up, Hannah. We have got to try something. Jason's in there with that guy!"
"Jason's got about as much chance of coming out of there as a ice cube in the desert Sean! Let it go and save your own ass." Hannah snapped.
Clenching his teeth, Sean drew his arm back and let it go, throwing the phone with all the might he could muster. It slammed against the wall and smashed into pieces, the screen cracked. He stalked over to it and stamped on it for good measure. Hannah's words were already engraved into his mind though. He refused to believe her and was outraged at the fact she could speak about her supposed friend in such a manner. They all had pressure on their shoulders, they couldn't let their legs buckle though, not now. Taking a few deep breaths, he finally managed to calm himself a little, before pulling open the door and entering the main room, where Maggie, Doc and Tracy sat.
"Hannah's not coming." He growled. "She's leaving town with her mother." The trio exchanged glances.
"Well," Maggie chimed. "I guess it's up to us."
Sean nodded determindly. "Let's get it over with."
Maggie linked arms with Sean as they lay on the double bed, listening to Doc's final instructions on what to do when faced with the demons and Tracys words of encouragment.
"-And remember, once you start, you can't stop the chant! For any reason at all." Doc chided, handing Sean a book.
"And stay together!" Tracy reminded, she turned to Doc. "Are you sure I can't go in with them? Shouldn't we get as many in as we can? Saftey in numbers and all that shit."
Doc shook his head, fixing her with a stern look. "Tracy, you know you have to stay here. If we all go in, then there's no one to wake any of us up, besides I need your help. If something was to go wrong, I couldn't handle things on my own." Tracy had the sneaking suspicion that Doc was only saying that, to keep her safe, probably on Maggie's instructions but gave a reluctant nod. Arguing wasn't something that was an option right now.
"Are you ready?" Doc asked. Sean and Maggie glanced at each other before nodding. Doc nodded back and set about hypnotising them, watching as their eyelids dropped and they slipped into sleep.
Sean awoke on a solid concrete surface, beads of sweat popping on his forehead. He didn't need to open his eyes to know he was in the boiler room. Taking a deep breath, he pushed himself into a sitting position and opened his eyes, looking around.
"Maggie?" Sean asked, scanning the room. She was no where to be seen "FUCK! Krueger you bastard!" He scrambled to his feet and began to manovour his way through the corridors, searching for Maggie. He tried to focus on her, her location in the dream scape, but all he could think about was -
"Sean? What are you doing here?"
Sean spun around to face the voice, his face splitting into a grin.
"Jason, we know how to beat him! We know how to get the demons out."
"How?" Jason asked, intrigued. Sean held up the book rather prouldly. Jason raised an eyebrow.
"That's your idea? A Bible?"
Maggie padded along the hallway of her old childhood home, picking her way through the debris. The dilapidated floor boards creaked loudly under the unaccustomed weight, the carpet sending up small clouds of dust with each footstep. The door on her right began creaking, before banging open, revealing her parents old room. She peered into the room, beams of moonlight shone through the cracks in the boarded up window, casting an eerie glow into the room, it almost seemed to beckon her. Maggie shook her head and withdrew her gaze. The room sent a chill down her spine. Her intuition told her going in there was a bad idea. She took a step back and turned, descending the stairs, her hand gripping the banistar tightly as they groaned under her weight. She paused a moment, before continuing. The boards snapped, sending her plunging down into the basement. Maggie groaned, and pulled herself to her feet, hissing as an agonizing pain shot through her back. Regaining her compuser, she looked around, spotting the door. The door that started all of her troubles.
"His secret room." She whispered, taking a step forward. She paused once more, straining her ears, almost certain she'd heard footsteps. After a few moments of silence, she decided she's imagined the noise and stalked forward once more, reaching out for the door handle. Just as she was about to close her hand around it, the door was flung open, revealing Freddy in all his nightmarish glory. Maggie gasped and took a step back. Freddy stepped forward, the door slamming closed behind him.
"What have I told you about snooping around down here Katherine?" He gave a fake look of concern. "It's not safe for little girls in my secret room. There's dangerous items in there." He flexed his hand, spreading his blades. "You might, uh, get hurt." Maggie turned on her heel and ran for the basement staircase as Freddy laughed his infamous cackle. She glanced over her shoulder, to find herself alone. She stopped on the first stair, confused. The screech of metal upon metal brung her terror back in waves, she began to run up the stairs, which seemed to become increasinly difficult. The stair began to bubble, sucking her leg into it as it turned from a solid to be a sticky mass. She gripped the banistar and hauled with all her might, making it up two more stairs, before Freddy stood before her. She stopped once more, her leg sinking knee deep into what was once the staircase. Freddy laughed, before pushing her down into the substance even more, until she was up to her neck. She let out a scream, before the substance filled her mouth and she was fully submerged. Her lungs burned from the lack of oxygen, black spots danced before her eyes. Just as she thought she would lose consciousness, she found herself falling, and once more, hit a hard surface. She pushed herself into a standing position once more and scanned her new area. She was now in the boiler room. She walked cautiously through the pipes, jumping as the steam issues from one of them. Shaking her head, she turned a corner, almost banging into Sean and Jason.
"Maggie!" Sean exclaimed. "Where did you go?"
"I was in the house." She replied, looking the boys up and down. "He must have split us up. Are you two okay?"
The boys nodded.
"Good. Shall we get started? I really want to get this finished with." Another nod from the two adolescents. Sean handed Maggie the bible. She flipped through the pages, looking for the spot Doc had marked for her.
"I still don't get it, why a bible?" Jason asked with a slight shrug.
"It's the most effective way of drawing out a demon, or so Doc says." Maggie muttered, stopping at the right place. "Okay, now remember, what ever happens..Don't interrupt me." With that, she started reading from the page. Sean looked around as the dim lights in the boiler room flickered, the jets of steam seemed to increase in power as the issues out of the pipes. The fire in the main boiler roared, the flames getting more violent. Freddy's laugh resounded through the room, boucing off the pipes, filling their ears. Jason scanned the room, his stance aggressive. Sean gulped, urging Maggie in his mind to hurry. One of the valves on the pipes burst off, the hot steam blew out in a violent jet, surrounding the two teenagers in a hot mist. Jason grabbed onto Sean's arm, defiant of Freddy's plan to separate them. As the steam cleared, they looked around, unable to see the dream demon. Jason turned, taking a step back as Freddy took a swipe at him, just missing his face. Still holding onto Sean's arm, he pulled him out Freddy's reach, standing infront of Maggie, blocking her from her father.
"How sweet, Katherine, you have an admirer." Freddy chuckled.
Jason frowned, turning to Maggie. "Katherine? I thought your name was Maggie?"
Freddy feigned surprise. "Hasn't my little princess let you in on the secret yet? She's my bloodline."
Maggie's eyes widened as Freddy's glove appeared on her head. She held back a shriek and continued reading, gritting her teeth.
Sean felt a sense of triumph as Freddy growled slightly, tapping her blades against his thigh. He sneered at the two adolescents. "Wouldn't daddy be proud."
Both boys stiffened, exchanging a glance.
"Two lost causes. A dream child to a parent." Freddy reached out, grabbing onto Sean's shirt, his blades raised. "Say hello to daddy, Sean."
Sean squeezed his eyes shut, bracing himself for pain. Jason stepped forward, tackling Freddy to the floor once more, making him drop Sean. They crashed the ground, struggling against each others grip. A low rumbling filled the room, as a dark mist swirled out of the boiler, moans and screams of agony coming from within. Freddy glanced over his shoulder, his eyes widening slightly. With a roar, he pinned Jason to the floor and grabbed onto the front of his tshirt, lifting his upper body off of the ground, swinging his blades down from above his head. Jason once more grabbed his arm, stopping the blades mere inches from his chest. Sean charged forward but was thrown back by an invisible force, he slammed into the boiler, the heat sorching his skin.
"Not this time, you little bastard." Freddy growled, trying to overpower Jason.
Three serpant like creatures emerged from the black mist, cackling as they flew around the boiler room.
"Maggie, not to put you on the spot, or rush you, but can you hurry up!" Sean cried, his arms sheilding his head as the creatures dived at him. Maggie glanced up from the bible, before reading more quickly, making the signs of the cross in the air infront of her. Sean, recognising his cue, reached into his pocket and brought out a small glass vile. He unstoppered it and sprinkled the contents onto the beings. A shriek escapsed the demons, as smoke began to rise, the smell of burning rubber filled the air. The steam issuing from the pipes began to whistle, the rumbling got louder. Maggie raised her voice, finishing the passage she was reading from, finishing with a crescendo. The demons howled in pain as they were sucked back into the boiler, seemingly melting. Freddy roared in rage as the demons screams died, pushing him off of a now bleeding Jason, kicking the glove off of his hand, before throwing herself onto him, wresting him to the ground. Sean watched as the father and daughter tussled, before crawling over to the glove which had slid over the floor. He called to Maggie, sliding it over to her, before moving to tend to Jason and his wounds. Maggie once again put on the glove for a second time in her life, feeling a slight rush of power, the dark thoughts she had been so afraid of, resurfacing. She hesitated, the glove poised above Freddy. He grinned, sensing the moments weakness from Maggie.
"Maggie! Kill him!" Sean called, watching from the sidelines. Maggie turned to him. Freddy, seeing his advantage, knocked Maggie off of him, pinning her down by the throat. She grabbed his arm by reflex, trying to force him off of her, but to no avail. Remembering the glove on her hand, she punged it into his throat, sending a spray of blackened blood over herself. Freddy gagged as he clutched at his throat, trying to prise the blades out. Maggie dragged the blades to the side, and up, cutting through the bone. With a sickening thud, Freddy's head fell to the floor, his body keeling over to the opposite side, drenching Maggie in the sticky congealed blood. She wriggled in disgust and quickly got to her feet. With the two boys help, she dragged her fathers remains to the boiler and threw them inside, watching for a moment as the flames engulfed him then closing the hatch. A low moan resounded, before a cackle, a cold wind swept through the rapidly cooling boiler room, a hole opening in the middle of the floor. An invisible force passed through all three of the surviours, making a wave of nausea sweep over them, bringing them to their knees. A dark smog filled the room, making it hard to breathe, the smell of burning flesh invading their nostrils. As soon as it had started, it stopped, the hole in the ground closing. Maggie was the first to her feet, looking around before helping the two boys to her feet.
"Is it over?" Sean asked.
Maggie shurgged, before nodding, a smile grew across her lips. "Yeah, it is."
Doc and Tracy paced the room nervously, the stirring of Maggie, drawing their attention.
"Maggie!" Tracy exclaimed, throwing her arms around the older woman. "You're awake!"
"You did it?" Doc asked, grinning as Maggie nodded. "Excellent! I knew you could."
Sean sat up groggily, wiping his eyes and yawning. Tracy hugged him next on impulse. Usually, she refused to be touched by anyone, however, in this case she allowed the exception, only in this case though.
Jason sat on a beach, still unable to awaken. He leaned back, using his arms as support as he let the sun soak over him. Finally he was able to enjoy his dream, without Krueger tormenting him, although he would like the luxuary of being able to wake up. He got up, and stretching, groaning slightly as his muscles were pulled back into shape. He sheilded his eyes as he looked out onto the horizons, a frown crossing his face as a dark cloud shadowed over the sun, a chill swept over him. An eerily haunting voice chanted
"Nine. Ten. He'll come back again."
Jason stiffened, his eyes widened as he fell backwards. He sat up with a small yelp, a white sheet falling off of his body. He looked around confused, before realising he was in the hospital. Ripping out the feeding tube and wires he was connected to, he got up and searched the room for his phone. He had to let Sean and the others know. The continuous beeping of the heart monitor alerted the doctors, who come running at the sound. They burst into his room and stopped, taken aback in surprise.
"You're awake!"