Okay, here it is! The newest of chapters in this continuing story, though by no means the last of them. You can be sure of that. Anyhow, this time, we're taking a trip to the Tekken universe, and so is Freddy, and the latter is aiming to enter the dream of none other than Steve Fox! Although Steve Fox is a very brave hero and quite the talented boxer and strong fighter, and of course one hell of an awesome character, the brawny Brit has never met an opponent like Freddy before! But he will, the way that he crosses paths with the monstrous psycho of a literal sleep killer after he goes to bed, and though this will happen, with no doubt about that, the question is whether or not he will live through his unexpected encounter with an unmerciful evildoer! After all, we've all got our limits, and Steve Fox, however skilled, strong, talented, smart and brave he is, most assuredly is no exception! Let's see what the answer to that question is together in this chapter.

THINGS TO NOTE:

This chapter is meant as a post-series sort of Tekken story. Although I am well aware that there is a seventh Tekken game on the way, and although I am equally aware that it's possible there will be eight Tekken games in all, I am making it so that, should that indeed turn out to be the case, this story takes place four months after whatever happens in the aforementioned Tekken 8, should it be created in the future following Tekken 7. It's clear what I'm saying by this point. It is aimed to be a post-series tale, and overall, that's what I'm making it.

I own none of the characters. They all belong to their respective franchises.

Freddy Krueger's Otherworldly Trips

Chapter 31-Lights Out Time

Currently, the heroic fighters in the Tekken universe were in a most favorable part of their lives. I mean, any and all loose ends had been tied up during the time where all of the heroes in that universe, regardless of how they personally felt about each other, teamed up as so to put a stop to all of the villains of that universe(who also had joined forces no matter what they personally thought of each other beforehand, which was obviously a big part of what spurred the heroes to join forces, since they had to counter it), and were able to put them out of commission once and for all, in one form/way or the other, in the end.

Yeah, it was no easy task and quite a big battle/melee, but the heroes achieved a hard-won victory which saved both the Tekken universe and the future thereof for keeps. Especially since there were also no more loose ends, the way things happened as mentioned above, and they were tied up in a way that was definitely for the better. Furthermore, the triumph of the heroes led to a celebration being thrown by them which many people were more than happy to join, and, for those who lived too far away for that to be possible?

Why, they enjoyed the sight of it on TV while throwing celebrations of their own which were meant as their personal equivalents of the big time original. It was a wondrous and fabulous party which was nothing short of memorable, and it seemed like the way was paved for one hell of an all-time utopia-like future for everyone who lived in the Tekken universe(well, except in the cases of the defeated villains, for one reason or another, but they had it coming for being so evil and all of the problems they caused, so it was as it needed to be in every respect here).

Of course, the future would indeed have been so paradise-esque and close to perfect as it was expected to be if it weren't for one problem which no one in the Tekken universe saw coming. Said problem would occur when night came along and everyone was asleep. Despite the way that all the other sleeping individuals were able to rest like they were on any other night, the same could not be said for the handsome, talented British boxer who went by the name of Steve Fox.

Why? Because just after he passed out in bed with the same great feeling that everyone else currently had, he found himself not in the bed he'd been lying in while dozing off to sleep, but rather in a boxing ring that was in quite a dark, spooky kind of stadium. He went out: "What the bloody hell? Where did I just get taken to? I was in bed, dammit! We'd all just gone back to our respective homes after we finished our celebration at that nightclub and hit the fucking sack! I was no except for shit! So why the fuck has my bed disappeared and been replaced by a boxing ring, or actually, a horror-themed mockery of one, from the looks of it!"

Just after he added in: "The ironic part is that I'd normally feel at home in one of these, I would, but not when I'd just been in my actual home and the bed thereof and gone to sleep! How is this even possible?!" he saw that the crowd in the stands of this boxing ring stadium was a big bunch of ghouls, demons, goblins, specters, vampires, zombies, mummies, Frankenstein monsters and werewolves, and they all started chanting in unison at quite a loud, high volume.

Said chanting consisted of: "One, Two, Freddy's Coming For You! Three, Four, Better Lock Your Door! Five, Six, Get A Crucifix! Seven, Eight, You Must Stay Up Late! Nine, Ten, Do Not Sleep Again!" Steve uttered: "Okay, now this is just straight up baffling, it is! What's it supposed to mean, and who the fuck is this 'Freddy' those bastards speak of?!" The instant he'd finished saying this, he caught sight of Freddy suddenly showing himself wearing nothing but a pair of boxing shorts that were as green and red striped as his trademark sweater, a pair of brown sneakers that were clearly the sneaker versions of his trademark dancing shoes, high socks that were a mixture of white and the same blue as his signature trousers and a pair of boxing gloves that were the same color as his signature hat.

Freddy informed him: "Why, me, of course! The one and only Freddy Krueger! That big-ass bunch who came to watch this were talking about me, Fox!" Steve opened his eyes widely in addition to saying: "Blimey! How the hell do you bloody well know my fucking name?!" Freddy grinned before going: "Oh, I know all about you and everyone else in this universe, Fox! I've for quite a while now been going from universe to universe, sometimes once, sometimes more than once, and this one's only the latest of the lot! I intend to have my newest victim be one of the ones in this universe of Tekken, and that chosen one for being that newest victim is you, boxer boy!"

"Not if I take your sorry arse the fuck down first, you bloody-ass son of a bitch!" Steve spat in response. "OOOOOOOH, big talk, blondie bloke!" Freddy sneered. "You wanna try? If so, you're more than fucking welcome to! But here's the thing, though. You're a talented boxer, all right, but let's see how well you do when you go a few rounds with ME, asshole!" "Let's do it then, you benighted bloke!" Steve replied. "You've obviously bloody well taken my dream from me and twisted it as you fucking see fit, but now I'm goddamn getting my dream back, I am, and, more importantly, I'm putting a stop to you so that you'll never pose a danger to anyone else again!"

"Ha, ha, we've got a brave and determined one here!" Freddy laughed. Then he added in an English accent version of his voice: "Blimey! This is surely going to be a boxing match to bloody well remember, it is! Guess this git needs to be cut the fuck down to size in both senses of that set of words! Time to die, mate!" Going back to his regular voice, he told Steve: "Okay, Fox, put up your fucking dukes! It's time for Round 1 of our matchup! Though I should warn you that this is one experience that is going to make you feel really boxed in, given my tight-fisted tendencies towards others, yourself included!"

Freddy put up his fists at the same time that Steve did, and in the next instant, they were trading punch after punch. They did everything they could to land as powerful and well placed a blow as possible in every area of one another they were possibly able to reach, and as such, they took hits in their sides, abdomens, chins, faces, jaws, noses, mouths, head sides, thoraxes, ears, backs, chests and/or necks countless times, and with countless styles of punching, I might add.

We're talking everything from a one-two punch to an uppercut to a flurry of punches to a backhand punch to a right and/or left hook to a sharp jab to a two-fisted downwards and/or upwards punch to a regular downwards punch to a right and/or left cross to a straight punch to a slamming of both fists to opposite sides of their opponent's head to a two-fisted uppercut to a backhand uppercut to a double backhand punch. Not to mention that they blocked each other's punches almost as often, and they dodged one another's punches just as often as they blocked them. This went on for quite a bit of time, too.

However, despite how both of them had taken the same amount of attacks to the same areas said attacks were aimed for, Freddy manipulating dreamland to be like he wanted it to be saw to it that only Steve took any actual damage, and this was evident in the end when, of the two of them, Steve was the only one with bruises, cuts, injuries, what have you. And he was worn down badly, while Freddy was still at his peak, again, thanks to Freddy's manipulations of dreamland. Things also went from bad to worse for Steve following this.

How so? Freddy, right after saying: "Man, oh, man, did you ever put up one hell of a good fight there, Steve Fucks! A shame that it doesn't mean shit, the way that I made sure of it that I was incapable of taking damage and therefore would be in the same shape I was at the start of this fucking fight even when it had lasted long, while you would be a motherfucking mess and all fucked up and ready to die, to say nothing of nice and ripe for the fucking kill! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!" attacked by head-butting Steve in the face and knocked him down in the process. "UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Steve yelled aloud.

After he hit the floor of the boxing ring, Freddy said: "Heads up, jackass! In your fucking face! I'm such a headache to you, especially when we have a faceoff, aren't I? Not to mention that I have to have bruised your ego so fucking badly, the way you're looking right now! Guess that our fucking fight only lasted one round, the way it took so damn long and you took all the pain and harm, but the former won't last too much longer for you, although I'll make it last as long as I can, but it still won't be too long before it stops! Not with the way I'm using my head while you're all punchy and punch-drunk and feeling so down, too! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

It should also be noted that the entire crowd in the stands was cheering like mad, and as it happened, Freddy added in: "What a cheerful crowd we've goddamn got up there! Clearly, they were rooting for me, and the way that things went the fuck down in the end, they got what they wished for and surely, plus very obviously, came for! Maybe you'd feel a bit better about how none of them are rooting for you if you had yourself some blood flavored punch! Oh, wait, that's right…YOU ALREADY DID! GWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Then the monster crowd in the stands could be heard yelling: "KILL HIM! KILL HIM! KILL HIM! KILL HIM! KILL HIM! KILL HIM! KILL HIM! KILL HIM!" Freddy called back to the crowd after turning to look at them: "Oh, believe me, my fans, I'm about to!"

He turned to look at Steve again. Steve struggled to get back up, even though it proved impossible by this point, and then he would be told by Freddy while the dream demon made his right boxing glove turn into the knife fingered glove he was seen with most often: "Now, then, remember how I said that I was going to cut you down to size in both senses of that set of words, motherfucker? Well, I already fucking finished the goddamn doing of the figurative sense! Now it's time for the literal sense! And don't think I won't be taking my own sweet-ass fucking time with your ass! Your screams will be the best kind of music to occupy the background of our boxing match, even if it is nearly done by this point!"

Realizing that he was no longer able to move and could barely stay awake, Steve simply told Freddy: "Well, you know what, you ass-fucking thundercunt piece of shit? Up yours! And fuck you, you cock-juggling thundercunt motherfucker! You might have cheated your fucking way to victory, you repulsive-arse rotter, but I will not plead for my fucking life or any of that other shit, I won't! You'll get no such satisfaction as to hear me beg for you not to kill me! So just get it done, since there isn't shit I can fucking do about it by this point! At least I'll have gone down fighting and attempting to put a stop to your reign of terror, even if I did unfortunately fucking fail in the end despite my best damn efforts!"

"HOO, HOO, there's some famous last words!" Freddy cackled. "Or should I say some INFAMOUS last words? Well, either way, time for me to cut short your life, Fox! This will be a TKO…A TEARING KILL OFF! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! AND THE FIRST AND ONLY ROUND OF THIS MOTHERFUCKING MATCH GOES TO THE NEW ALL TIME BOXING CHAMPION OF DREAMLAND, NOW AND FOREVER! ME! MWAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Freddy slashed Steve first on the legs and then on the arms, right before performing another slash on his back, Steve unable not to go: "E-RAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRHHH!" despite how he tried hard not to scream and certainly wasn't going to beseech Freddy to stop and spare him, nor was he going to die in an undignified way. Still, he was bleeding even more horribly than he'd been from the previous cuts he'd gotten, and Freddy was just about to deliver the next of slashes while saying: "They say you can't hit below the belt, but what the fuck do they know? Especially since this is my world and my set of rules! I can do whatever the hell I fucking want to whoever the hell I fucking want! And look how legless you are just now! And I'm being so disarming to you, too, along with how I'm showing you very well that you both need to back off and cut the shit! BUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

But just after Freddy added: "Okay, now let's see. Do I want to fucking finish your ass the fuck off with this next of my both metaphorically and literally sharp blows, or will I opt for putting you through more pain instead?" and just before he could deliver his next of slashes, luck finally switched sides from being in Freddy's favor to being in Steve's favor. For Steve woke up all of a sudden, still damaged and excruciated horribly from the gruesome injuries he'd received from Freddy during his near-death experience in the one boxing match he couldn't possibly win, but also still alive and not wounded to the point where he was a goner.

Furthermore, even in his state of the considerable harm that had been dealt to him, he was able to tell that he was no longer in the boxing ring of Freddy's world and had returned to the real world and in his bed, although for obvious reasons his bed was now soaked with blood. He'd say after a few moments of breathing and getting his shit back together the following words: "I…I damn well fucking…lucked out …bloody well big time, I did…" But then he opened his eyes widely and added: "Holy shit…I cannot fucking believe I just added 'bloody' to that damn sentence, the state that I'm in thanks to that asshole who almost killed my arse the fuck off…"

Steve, despite having been fortunate enough to survive an encounter with Freddy(one that ironically would have ended in his death had he not suddenly awoken like he did), knew full well that this was far from over. After all, his universe and the world of planet Earth therein had a brand new problem just now, and one they never saw coming or had needed to face anything like before, either, and of course he needed to see his wounds, injuries, what have you treated and let it be known to everyone in the Tekken universe, his fellow heroes especially, how Freddy had as of tonight shown up to menace the Tekken universe and that there was a good chance he'd return at some time or another.

Not to mention how he thought to himself: "And even after I've gotten myself fixed up to the extent I can be fixed up right now one way or the other and inform everyone of the new evil that plagues our universe just now, how the hell are we goddamn going to find a means to see to it that Freddy's menace, threat and the danger of both can be sufficiently countered and combated? We've goddamn got to fucking try, of course, but I can already tell that what lies the fuck ahead of us is going to be anything but easy, if even possible. That much is obvious and for sure."

Going back to the original dreamland world and in the boiler room where Freddy resided when not performing a nightmare against a potential/intended target, we see that Freddy was most livid and quite enraged right now. "I WAS SO FUCKING CLOSE!" he exploded. "SO, SO FUCKING CLOSE, I FUCKING TELL YOU! I GODDAMN GOT FUCKING DEPRIVED OF THE FUCKING KILL WHICH WAS MINE BY RIGHT AT THE LAST MOTHERFUCKING MILLISECOND! WHY?! BECAUSE STUPID-ASS STEVE FUCKS HAD TO FUCKIN' LUCK THE FUCK OUT AND WAKE UP WHEN HE DID BY FREAK-ASS GODDAMNED FUCKING CHANCE! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGGGHHH!"

He furiously stomped over to his throne and slammed himself down in it angrily in a sitting position, then he took a series of long, slow deep breaths to get himself back into as much of a normal state as he could be in at the moment. By the time he was in that state for sure and was sure of it, he stood back up and stated: "But I mustn't act like I won't have any more chances to target a victim. After all, I'll have plenty more and luck can only take anyone so fucking far before it turns, at one time or another, with one individual or the other, to misfortune. So how about I fucking focus on where I'll be traveling next here?"

Walking over to where his orb was, he took a hold of it and lifted it up from where it was, then looked at it while keeping it in his hands and said: "My orb, you are required to show me the fucking place where I am fucking headed to do what I do best and am best known for again now. Do as I say this fucking instant." The orb did indeed do as he said instantaneously, and he was shown where his next destination was, well, destined to be. He smiled broadly and said: "It would appear I'm going to get in touch with my inner animal, in a way, since I'm next goddamn going to the universe of The Jungle Book! And something odd about that particular universe is so, too, although I'll have a better idea of just what the hell that is after I've gotten there."

He then added in: "And to think that I have one hell of a big-ass target, too, the way that the reason I'm entering that universe is because I'm goddamn going the fuck into the dream of the behemoth bear who goes by the name of Baloo! All right, orb, I'd better see a means to get into Baloo's dream once I look in the direction I'm about to! I'm still letting my ire from how I was a millimeter away from killing Fox before he got excruciatingly lucky enough to awake and survive wear off of me!"

After putting his orb back, he looked in the direction he mentioned, and did indeed see the passageway to Baloo's dream that he expected and wanted to see in front of him. "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!" he grinned. "Splendid! Perfect! Now to go on into that dream of Baloo's and see to it that he dies an all time em-BEAR-assing death! FWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I'd also best remember to motherfucking make it an un-BEAR-able one and a BEAR-y painful way to fucking die, too! TWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Having said that, he moved forward and went first into and then through the passageway, entering from out of it and into Baloo's dream in the process. So, what was going to happen to the unsuspecting and son to be endangered Baloo? Would he be able to fend of Freddy long enough to, if nothing else, make sure of it that he lived to see another morning and subsequently let everyone else around him know about how there was a new danger of a villainous, monstrous peril afoot, albeit in dreamland and not in the real world? Or was Freddy going to add a bear, and a very big one, at that, to his collection of murdered and butchered victims? You'll know when you read the next chapter, especially given the fact that this one is over!

END OF CHAPTER 31

Was this chapter as good to you as I was aiming for it to be? Good thing Steve survived, huh? He's a cool character and one of my favorites, so I wasn't going to see him killed. Even so, he's not only got a lot of injuries to think about along with how he and his fellow heroes of the Tekken universe are going to find a way to counter and combat their all new, all threatening problem, but Freddy Krueger is most pissed from the way that he's once again gone without so much as a single kill, his coming close to achieving one with Steve Fox and the nightmare he's made for him notwithstanding! But now Freddy's focus is on Baloo's dream in the universe of "The Jungle Book" and that odd, interesting thing about it indicated in this chapter? You will also be finding out what that is in the chapter that follows this one along with how it goes down in Baloo's dream being found out in the chapter that succeeds the one that you just finished reading. That, and let's not forget other questions that need to be asked about what is to come in the next chapter. Like whether or not anyone else in the "Jungle Book" universe gets pulled into Baloo's dream, and what becomes of them, if so. For this chapter, though, I would like to see both ratings and reviews, please, everybody!