He knew that the bastard was searching for him. He knew that Krueger was looking for the trespasser. Oh, he knew. That wasn't the issue though. No, not at all. All he had to do was avoid Krueger and kill the girl. He has been practicing on getting into the dream world and make his own for two years. This was the day. The thought of getting revenge for his fallen son made his blood boil as his hand began to twitch, ready to pull his knife out. So eager to end her like Krueger killed his son. To stop the beating heart of the daughter of that fucker would be an honor. He only hoped that it would destroy Krueger. He wanted to see that bastard suffer as he held his daughter dying in his arms.

It was a shame.

Katherine was such a pretty woman.

Oh, well.

Her fate.

The man chuckled softly to himself as he just watched the young woman glance around as if sensing a bad energy around her. He would catch her from behind, then have the knife whisper into her mortal being.

The metal around the young woman was groaning as steam was being released somewhere. It felt like two minutes had past since Freddy had disappeared, in search for the being that they heard walking. Feeling uneasy, Katherine hugged herself and began to back away, farther from the stairs. Then she bumped into something, making her blood tun cold and face turn pale. She slowly turned around and gasped in horror to find the man dressed in black grinning at her like a madman. She was about to run, but he wrapped his arm around her neck, pulling her towards him.

"Now," he whispered in her ear as he brought the kitchen knife in front of her face. "Just relax." His voice was eerily soothing. "The pain won't last long. My son's screams only last for a minute. Your fate won't be any different." He slowly raised the knife over her chest. "Just take calming breaths, Miss. Krueger."

Her eyes were large as two moons when she saw the silver blade reflect the light. With all her might, Katherine began to struggle from his grip, trying to break free, but he began to choke her. "Get off me, you bastard!" She screeched, still fighting him. He tighten his arm around her neck. "Freddy!" She chocked, knowing that Krueger was the only one that was around, or at least she hoped. A thought ran through her mind as the world around her began to slow. Why would he save her? He hated her. She looked at the knife's blade above her with wide, terror-filled brown eyes. Everything flashed before her eyes. From the memory of the death of her mother, to turning in her father, the orphanage, his death, the kids at the rehab, destroying him; everything up until now. She made herself forget when she was younger, forcing herself to forget the bad and right now, that was all that she could think of.

Was all the bad stuff.

Then there was a slow, high-pitched screeching that made them both cringe. The madman lowered the knife and loosened his grip as they were both hoping that the horrid sound was going to end soon. When it finally did, they both turned around to find Freddy Krueger, standing next to a metal wall, admiring his claws with approval. "I knew that that would get your attention," he said as he slowly turned to them with a small smile. "Now then," he raised his gloved hand in a scheming manner. "You're the bitch that is after my daughter. Wow," he chuckled as he took a step back with a slightly arched eyebrow. "You are something."

"And she's dead!" The madman shouted with burning hate. "You took my son, so I'm going to take her." He placed the knife to her throat.

Freddy smiled as he loosely crossed his arms in false admiration. "Aw. That's cute. But now what makes you think that I give a damn about that bitch? She's done nothing good in my life and just decided to- oh, what was it again?" He crossed his arms and looked down, pretending to think as his daughter rolled her eyes. "Oh, that's right!" He raised his head, glaring at the woman. "She decided to tell the cops about everything and nearly destroyed me!"

"Will you let go of that?" She shouted at him, forgetting the position that she was in.

"You could've been something great!" He yelled, anger beginning to rise.

"I'm not like you!"

"It's in your blood," he growled. "You're a Krueger. There is no getting rid of it."

"What I would give to be someone else's kid," she snarled with her heart beginning to ache. She remembered being a little kid, playing with her dad with no care, but after he killed her mother, she feared him. Then he turned out to be the Springwood Slasher, a child killer. What did her mother see in him, she'll never know. She guessed that he was kind to her, but she faintly remembered them arguing a lot.

"Well, then," the man holding Katherine hostage began lightly, bringing her back to reality. "I guess there's no reason in keeping her alive." He slowly raised the knife as he roughly pulled her head back, revealing her throat.

Katherine knew that her father wouldn't do anything, but stand by and watch with boredom. She didn't want to die, but right now, there was nothing much that she could do, but not show fear. Her eyes meant the knife's blade and took a deep breath, refusing to look away.

"Well, I'm out," Freddy casually announced, turning their slight attention to him just as he disappeared.

"Asshole," she whispered so quietly that even herself hardly heard.

Just as the knife was brought down, the madman was torn away from her. His dreams of rage made her turn to face the raging lunatic who was fighting to get out of her father's grasp as he was swinging the knife at her with eyes blazing with madness.

Katherine was slowly backing up in fear with wide eyes, never before seeing anyone act like a wild animal. He was snaring and growling, slashing his knife at the air, hoping to get her as his eyes no longer looked human.

Freddy was about to slash him with his claw, but the man disappeared.

They both slowly stood up, staring at the spot where the man once was as the killer was staring at his hands, baffled that he was actually gone and out of his grasp. His eyes then narrowed. "So you can just… Interesting."

"Is he gone?" She asked, surprised that she found her voice, slowly calming down.

"I don't know," her father slowly replied, looking around their area, searching for any signs of movement. "I don't like this. Not at all."

"Did he just really disappear?" She quietly asked, questioning her sanity.

"Yep."

She looked at her father with a worry-filled gaze. "But… Aren't you the only one who… What does that mean?"

Freddy continue to scan the levels above him, as if waiting for something as he answered lowly, "It means he has some control over this world."

A thought then entered Katherine's head that made her blood run cold. "What if he kills me in my sleep?"

He turned his eyes towards her form the corner with his head still slightly looking up. "Then you better wake up damn fast. I don't know if he's dreaming himself or he managed to-" He then whipped his head towards her with a strange look in his eyes. "Get away from the wall."

She tilted her head to the side. "Huh?"

"Get. Away. Right now. Move!" With unpredictable speed, he dashed towards her, shoved her away just as a arm holding a knife shot out of the wall, penetrating the air of where she was once standing. The dream demon grabbed the arm and pulled the madman out of the wall, but right when the man's feet were on the ground, the deranged man slugged Freddy dead in the face. The killer staggered back, rubbing his jaw with a smirk. "Now you pissed me off." He lunged at the man with his claws drawn and began to slash at him.

The lunatic swiftly dodged each blow with a maddened grin. He foresaw a swing of the arm, and slid on his knees, going under the glove, then sprang up from behind and right when Freddy was about to give him a backhand, the man wrapped an arm around his neck and stabbed him in the back. The dream demon's eyes grew wide with fear as he body began to weaken. The madman grinned with a crazy glint in his eye as he buried the knife deeper.

Katherine knew that her father was pretending to be dying just for his own personal amusement. This lunatic clearly didn't understand who he was dealing with.

Freddy began to laugh, then snarled, "I'm not easy to kill!" He elbowed him in the ribs, causing the naive man to release his grip just as a kick was delivered to the head. "Too bad you have a heartbeat!"

Katherine winced at the shot, knowing that was going to hurt for a while.

Krueger reached to his back, found the lodged knife, pulled it out, and then looked at the bloody blade with disgust and tossed it aside. "Kitchen knives always bored me."

The dazed man shook his head, noticed his weapon laying on the ground a few feet away and quickly scrambled to it, but was staggered as if he was on a boat.

"Aw," Freddy said sarcasicaily as he approached the dazed man. "Need to lay down?" He kicked him in the back, standing him to the cold floor on his stomach, forcing him to crawl to the knife. "You are the strangest person I've ever encountered. You just don't know when to give up." Just as he was about to step on him, the lunatic grabbed the knife and disappeared. Freddy's shoulders sagged as his groaned with annoyance. "Again? Really? Again with the disappearing?"

Katherine began to look around, knowing that he was going to pop out of somewhere, but instead, four duplicates of the strange man appeared in front of her, all having the same crazy grin on their faces. She was staring at them with horror as they all turned their heads to her simultaneously. She backed against the wall and began to search with her hand for something to use as a weapon, and stumbled upon a connected thin pipe. The young woman turned to the pipe, grabbed it with both hands, and with all her might, she tried to pull the thin pipe off, placing her bare foot against the wall, she eventually pulled the thin pipe out, causing steam to be released. She whipped around to face the four men, holding the pipe like it was a baseball bat.

They all came at her with knives and she began to swing at them, but a couple of them smoothly dodged her blows as she was trying to get them away from her. As she was swinging and dodging, she noticed Freddy standing on the side with his arms crossed, looking approvingly at her. She groaned in annoyance as she turned her attention back on the four surrounding lunatics. She slammed the pipe in one of their heads, knocking him to his knee. "Is this amusing to you or something?" The woman shouted at him as she was jumping back from a couple of knifes, but got cut in the arm, making her hiss in pain.

"Is there a problem with that?"

"Just getting surrounded by four of the same lunatic." She kicked one in the sensitive spot, sending him down instantly.

"Ouch! Harsh!" Freddy hollered, sounding a little uneasy.

She then finished the lunatic by slamming the pipe again his head, knocking him out cold with blood coming from the wound.

"Yep. You're my kid."

"Then enjoy it while it lasts, father!" She hissed, getting into the fight as she kept her distance from the last two.

"One's not down!" He warned just as she was grabbed from behind by a third that was actually not out. "And you're caught," he said to himself, just watching her beat the third off from behind.

This was quite entertaining.