Freddy Krueger's Otherworldly Trips

by Bloodlustful

Multi-crossover, with A Nightmare On Elm Street and many other franchises involved, hence the Misc X-Overs. Freddy, as of late, is in the mood to go after some different targets than his usual Elm Street teenagers, so he makes an orb which gives him access to various fictional universes outside of his own. Which ones of his new targets will survive, and which ones will die?

53. Chapter 53

Well, what do you know?

I've found room open for fanfic writing, parts of this one or otherwise, and now I capitalize on that!

Okay, so, as you might recall, Freddy's last visit was his latest of ones to the Marvel Universe, in which he attacked X-Men member Polaris and Avengers members Photon and Mockingbird, and only the latter survived, with the Marvel Universe heroes, X-Men, Avengers or otherwise, now having an escalation concerning the matter of when the hell Freddy may strike next and how to both be ready for him and fend him off on a level one would never think was possible for anything to be on at all, which of course is quite a fucking statement to motherfucking make.

But Freddy, besides knowing that he now has to stay well clear of the Marvel Universe for longer a while than ever, which, again, is saying something, wants to visit a brand new universe in terms of which victims he'll attack, and indeed one which he'll have his literal first visit to.

As you read in the last chapter's end, Freddy is now visiting the universe of the Street Sharks, and he already knows it's going to be the dreams of Streex, Ripster, Big Slammu and Rox mixed up into one big, four blended together kind of dream, something he'll turn their fun of into some fun of his own, and some fear of theirs(or at least the closest damn thing to fear that they can fucking feel, anyway, though they'll still be in plenty of serious-ass danger, of course), and lets not fucking forget that Freddy isn't JUST delighted to be visiting a new universe for a change, but it's also the first time in some, well, time that he's fucking found himself in a dream that is multiple ones blended together at once, so it's double delight for him.

So, then.

Who will die, and who will survive?

Will they all survive, will they all die, or will there be some deaths and some survivors?

Will it be just them who Freddy Krueger terrorizes and attempts to victimize, or will others who are part of the Street Sharks in one way or the other be taken in?

You'll only know if you read this next chapter, so read away!

THINGS TO NOTE:

I don't own Freddy Krueger, since he belongs to the "A Nightmare On Elm Street" franchise, and I don't own any of the characters in "Street Sharks", given that they belong to the show with that title.

Freddy Krueger's Otherworldly Trips

Chapter 53-Fin Fears

It was a wonderful night at the home lair of the Street Sharks and their allies, the latter of which had been visiting them for a little while, starting two days ago.

After all, it had only been a week prior when Dr. Piranoid had been revealed for what he really was and all of the lies he'd told about his top ranking foes having been found out, with all of the animals he'd turned into his Seaviates turned back to normal via special formula created by the most brilliant of scientists and put into an aquarium, cleared of all their charges, since Piranoid turned them into what they became against their wills(with the exception of which ones were originally human, or, alternatively, non-Seaviates who were always mutants but evil ones, both of whom were bad guys quite willingly one way or the other, and OF COURSE they were L-WOPPED along with Piranoid, just like any and every other evildoer outside of them who hadn't had that happen to them yet was).

And the Street Sharks, the main four or otherwise, were always good and ready for whenever any kind of thing they were needed for surfaced, so Fission City had never been a better place, which, as you read above about, was that way starting after a week and now it was the first three days into the next week.

But Fission City being the best version of itself there had ever been was to be short-lived, unfortunately, despite how it would have nothing to do with the now put away or cured old enemies of the Street Sharks and their allies.

Y'see, after these two awesome as hell days and this third one which was just as fucking great, a never-before-seen(by any of them, anyway)villainous danger was to show the fuck up in their sleep, at least as far as everything to do with Ripster, Streex, Big Slammu and Rox went, anyhow.

Now, having fallen asleep along with the others while looking forward to another day of delight, Ripster, Streex, Slammu and Rox saw that they were together on what they had made into a mixture/blending of a skating park, a billiard room, a football field and a rock concert stage with seats galore, something that made it so that their tastes combined would make for the ultimate awesome dream.

"Fuck yeah! Now this is what the hell I am talking about!" Streex said, and Rox then put in: "It really rocks to be able to make your own dreams into what you want them to be, and I'd know better than most about what the hell rocks!"

"Okay, so whose part of this mixture is going to be first to come into play? Because I sure as hell hope it gets to be my…" Slammu began, but then he saw a warping of their warping, ironically enough.

"…football field?" he went out, now confused as hell, and their blending had now become a much darker and more evil looking version of itself.

"Huh? What happened to our beautiful blend?" Streex said, and Ripster went: "What the hell?" with Slammu saying: "Why did it turn so foreboding all of a sudden?" and Rox putting in: "This looks like a place that's in the element of each one of us made morbid and dangerous!"

"By "element" you mean a skating park for me, a billiard room for Ripster, a football field for Slammu and a rock concert stage for you that we all created and called a blending, right?" Streex asked. "Because that sure as fucking shit is the only possible thing I can think of for this being called our elements as far as what the hell we put together into one cool unit and this Halloween-like change it's suddenly goddamn gotten for some fucked-up reason is fucking concerned!"

"Hey, you got it in one, Streex!" Rox nodded, "and although I'd LIKE this to be a dream come true even more than it was before, obviously literally be for us, this is actually one of the few times where it might be a good idea to look a goddamn gift horse right the fuck in the motherfucking mouth, especially when it seems to have stopped being said gift horse. This can't have randomly happened just because we're all asleep at once and have all had our moments of being scary."

"Rox is right. It's way more specific, precise and complicated than that." Ripster agreed. "It has to be. Things like this don't happen often, not even in dreams, and the fact that we were instantly deprived of all of the original versions of this mixture of ours at once only further signifies that."

"If only there were a way to…" Slammu began, but he then saw a fucking football thrown right the fuck at him, which he quickly caught despite how he was just as fucking surprised as the other three, and he said: "Whoa, I'd love to like this, but that football came out of, and this is not a way of making fun of baseball, by the way, left field! Damn good thing I'm still as adept as ever at football, since I otherwise might have been clocked by it instead of catching it! HOLD IT! It says on this football…'One, Two, Freddy's Coming For You.'"

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" asked Ripster, and then Streex said: "Okay, easy and most obvious fucking part first…who the fuck is this Freddy guy, anyway?"

Following this, Ripster saw a cue go up into the air and form on itself the words: "Three, Four, You'd Best Lock Your Door!"

"Okay, now this is just plain baffling, even for someone as smart as I am!" Ripster put in, and then he saw the cue hit the balls, all of which formed a letter apiece as they lined up in front of all four of the sharks and read: "Five, Six, Snatch A Crucifix!"

"Seriously, what the fuck is this shit, anyway?" Streex snapped. "There had best be an explanation for this here!" and his words were followed by Rox telling him: "Hey, you speak for all of us with those words!"

No sooner had this been said than did they see the words: "Seven, Eight, You've Got To Stay Up Late!" form themselves on the flat ground regions of the skating park, and just after Slammu stated: "This is getting more confusing by the second." and Ripster added: "You're telling us!" they turned to hear and see loudspeakers that were suddenly singing at a deafening volume, which of course startled them and caused their hands to shoot to their ears: "NINE, TEN, NEVER SLEEP AGAIN!"

"That sure as hell was some damn sound advice for what the fuck you should goddamn do, though it's too fucking late now, finheads!" they heard a voice say before turning the fuck around and seeing Freddy dressed in rock concert clothing and a football helmet, plus having a skateboard that was red and green striped, just like the shirt he wore in neutral form, and a spiky grey metal pool cue for a right hand.

He then added: "Too fucking late for YOU, that is. For me, this'll be totally FIN-tastic. I am the Freddy you saw and heard the name of. Freddy Krueger, that is. And I am here to turn you all into sides of shark meat and shark fin soup aplenty. Ironic I'd mix it up with you by having what was your mixing up the stuff you all like the most turned into a monstrous version of itself, don't you think? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Freddy Krueger, is it?" Streex let out. "Well, pardon us if we don't fucking buy that stupid-ass, unconvincing as hell load of bullshit you've just told us!"

"Yeah! It's go time, Krueger!" Slammu said. "Seismic slam!" and this was followed by him smashing the ground with both of his fists.

The shockwave caused Freddy to go: "WHOA!" and fall over onto his ass, with Slammu then saying: "Shocking the way that we just grounded you, huh, asshole? Maybe you shouldn't have fallen for those kinds of tricks! Well, you can now just wave goodbye to your entire fucking existence! OOOOOWWWWWWAAARRGGHHH!"

What Slammu said last happened when Freddy made the football he'd caught before fly right the fuck into his spine and knock him the fuck over, with Freddy then saying: "Only I'm the one on the ball here, not you! And wasn't that quite a touchdown, the way that you didn't have the spine to do anything but back off here? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"That was our brother you just nailed, fuckface!" Streex yelled as he zoomed over toward Freddy on his skates and smashed him into the rock concert's central wall with his head.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPFFFFFFFFF!" Freddy told him, but after he said: "That's quite the fucking way to use your fucking head, stripes, but you've just hit a wall of your own!"

He made his skateboard fly into Streex's face, making him go: "OOOWWWWFFFF!" and slide the fuck down into one of the walls of the fucking hills of the skating park, in addition to how Freddy put in: "HA! In your fucking face, shithead! That'll be a killer headache that'll lead up to you being stone dead…that is, if you aren't BOARD to death first! HA, HA, HA!"

"UUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHH!" Streex went, and he fucking pushed himself the fuck back up enough so that he was at least on his fucking knees and would fucking come the fuck out of his haze if he fucking had enough time, saying: "You'll fucking pay for that big time once everything's fucking cleared the fuck up, you fucking asshole!"

"I wouldn't bet on that, you big-ass dope!" Freddy laughed, but then he fucking turned to see his next fucking foe to fight. "My turn, bozo!" shouted Rox as he ran the fuck up to Freddy and punched him twice, but Freddy, after saying: "OOOOOOOF! UNNNNHHH!" turned his left hand into an electric guitar, which he used to bludgeon Rox and also electrocute him some, which made the latter scream: "AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGHHH!" though Rox's level of power made sure he wouldn't be killed or even rendered helpless.

"Talk about facing the music!" Freddy cackled, but Rox then threw him towards Ripster, who quickly closed his jaws on him, chewed on him and shook his head around before spitting him out, and, after that, Freddy got back up, only to be knocked down with one big punch from Ripster.

"ARRRRRRARARARARARARARRARARARARARARARHRHRHAAAAHHH! UUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNHHHHHHHHH!" Freddy yelled, and Ripster told him: "You bite it now, big mouth, and coming from me, that's some insult, and this is one victory I could really sink my teeth into, though you'll be too busy downing some punch to do it alongside me! Hey, at least we both get to shake things up! E-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Freddy made his spiky metal pool cue become part of his left arm instead of his right one so that he could goddamn get his fucking glove back and slash Ripster the fuck down the chest and belly, which he promptly did, hence Ripster's scream that you fucking saw at the end of his fucking statements, and Freddy then told him: "HA! Way to go, fish face! You just gave me a big-ass chance to fucking prove how the hell I hate your guts! Being cutting towards others sure as hell is my fucking specialty, isn't it? I'm told great white sharks are named after their white bellies! Well, you're the first one to get slashed the fuck open their and bleed blood floods, so I guess you'll be known as the first great RED DEAD shark posthumously, huh?"

"Not if I prove to be a killer headache to your ass, first, you Halloween party reject!" said Slammu as he came over, having finally managed to get up again, and tackled Freddy from behind.

He subsequently made sure Freddy hit the ground with his head and pulled off the helmet that Freddy was wearing while also flipping him over and strangling him, plus landing punch after punch into the sleep slasher's face.

"HA! In your face, you big jerk! Do I choke you up or what? Pardon me for being so tightfisted with you, but winning against you comes at a price! AAAAAAAAAGGGHHH!"

After Slammu said all of these things while pummeling Freddy, the latter made the football helmet come flying right at Slammu so that it would clock him on the head and cause him to be ironically made to be jolted the fuck back up into a standing position, also getting up and giving him the same downwards chest and belly slashing treatment he gave Ripster.

Bleeding just as badly from that region as Ripster had, Freddy stood up and said: "Heads up, big guy! I gave Ripster an ironic ripping and made him true to his name in the worst and most unexpected way possible, and now I've shown that you have just as many guts as he does, plus are hardheaded, but not in the complimentary or commending sort of fashion, otherwise known as the one you might like and might hurt about one-hundred and ten percent less! HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA! By the way, since you like football so much, how about this goes on your head instead of mine and I give you that football that you can give a nice old squeeze while running towards those goalposts you're so fucking familiar with?"

He made the helmet fly onto Slammu's head and expand just enough to fit on it and then made it start squeezing him increasingly and indeed become increasingly tight while the football that had previously nailed Slammu in the back now nailed him in the ribs and his arm hit against it so hard that it nailed his ribs even further, then he was teleported to the end of the football field and became unable not to run at full speed or stop doing so while the grasses on that field turned into very sharp, curved versions of themselves, these blades of grass becoming much more like razor blades and thus cutting into Slammu's feet, ankles and bottom calves.

"E-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" screamed Slammu, and Freddy then said: "The going…the further going…the almost gone…" a second before both goalposts suddenly fell over and smashed onto Slammu after they were turned into straight, thick poles by Freddy, killing him instantly and leaving behind a mangled corpse that turned a great deal of the football field's green grass red from the giant blood flood that came out of Slammu's body.

"THE GONE! IT'S A TOUCHDOWN LIKE NO OTHER! THE TOUCHDOWN OF YOUR FUCKING LIFE, SLAMMU, AND THE FUCKING END THEREOF!" Freddy shouted before laughing: "HAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Streex now came out of his haze and was able to stand up again, and he said: "Now it's payback time, Krueger, and..."

He suddenly saw Slammu's mutilated corpse, and just as Ripster stopped bleeding enough and the pain he was in faded enough so he could fight again, plus Rox was out of his haze of before enough so that he, too, could fight again, Streex shouted out in shock: "SLAMMU!"

"Streex?" Ripster asked, and then Streex said: "KRUEGER KILLED SLAMMU! THAT WAS MY FUCKING BROTHER, YOU BASTARD! YOU DIE EVEN MORE HORRIBLY NOW THAN I ALREADY FUCKING PLANNED, YOU GODDAMN PIECE OF SHIT SON OF A BITCH MOTHERFUCKER!"

"NO! THIS ISN'T TRUE!" Ripster bellowed. "KRUEGER, YOU'RE THE FUCK IN FOR IT NOW, JUST LIKE STREEX SAID! WE'RE PAYING YOU BACK IN FULL AND BUT GOOD, YOU MONSTER! OUR BROTHER WILL BE AVENGED! I ALMOST NEVER GET ANGRY, BUT THIS TIME YOU'VE PUSHED ME PAST MY LIMITS, YOU DIGUSTING ABOMINATION OF A REVOLTING ANATHEMA!"

Rox exclaimed: "SLAMMU'S BEEN KILLED?! I WON'T ALLOW THIS SHIT TO FUCKING GO UNPUNISHED! YOU'RE EVEN DEADER THAN HE IS, KRUEGER! WE'RE TURNING YOUR ASS THE FUCK INTO SHARK FODDER, AND WE MEAN NOW!"

"I fucking invite you all to do your best…" Freddy said as he made his skateboard come right the fuck back over to him and got on it, "but know this…what the hell is about to fucking commence will rock for me and be a sound thrashing for you!"

He then rode his skateboard around and nailed Ripster, Streex and Rox so that they went this way and that all over the place, the skating park, the billiard room, the football field and finally the rock concert, and once they were all in the latter, disoriented, injured and smashed together, Freddy then landed in front of them and said: "Well, would you fucking look at this? You're all about to get stage fright, or should I say stage bite? Biting it on stage, that is! Or at least it SOUNDS like that! I mean, you guys do have some loud colors there, just like me! But you'll all be screaming even louder than that once I show you how good I am at volume control here!"

He made the loudspeakers let loose noise that was the loudest, well, noise imaginable, and then some, with all three sharks screaming: "ARRRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHAAAAAA!" while their hands shot to their ears once more, but Rox was less lucky than Streex and Ripster, as he got nailed by the most of that noise despite how all three of them were bombarded by a good amount of it, and he was motherfucking made to fucking explode, causing Ripster and Streex to be knocked out of range of the sound blasts, ironically enough.

And while Ripster and Streex were trying to get out of the next of hazes they'd now been put in, Freddy sang: "Hey, now, you're an all-star, but with your life you've paid! Hey, now, you're a ROX corpse! You'll meet who had you made! Your blood makes the stage red! And with your pieces, you lie dead!"

Streex and Ripster, just as everything was clear again, heard Freddy sing this and the latter then said as both of them turned around and gasped at Rox's remains: "NO! NOT ROX, TOO! THIS IS OVER, KRUEGER! YOUR ASS IS GODDAMN DONE FOR NOW, AS IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN LONG BEFOREHAND, LIKE BEFORE YOU FUCKING KILLED SLAMMU!"

"AND IF RIPSTER IS MUCH SLOWER TO FUCKING ANGER THAN ME, THEN IMAGINE HOW THE HELL FUCKING FURIOUS I AM AT YOU NOW, YOU CHICKENSHIT MONSTER MOTHERFUCKER!" Streex shouted. "SHARK DIVE!"

He did said move and Freddy got surprised, and then he resurfaced, biting down on Freddy hard before spitting him up into the sky, but only enough so that he could fucking grab him and use his hands to slam his face into the floor as he dove back down.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Freddy cried, and then Streex pulled him back up and punched him in the guts, saying as he did so, having stood back up before pulling Freddy into a standing position like he was now: "THIS IS FOR MY BROTHER!"

A barrage of punches followed this, accompanied by an even bigger flurry of slashes from the claws on his fingers that he made come out during it all, and then Streex kicked Freddy far away(into the skating park, in fact and no less!)before making a hockey stick form in his hands, since this was dreamland and thus it was possible to do things like that, and also put a hockey puck in front of it via creating it out of thin air, allowing him to smack it so that it flew right into Freddy's nose and made him scream: "AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGHHH!"

Streex, while skating up to Freddy, roared: "THAT WAS FOR ROX! AND THIS IS FOR ANYONE AND EVERYONE YOU'VE UNDOUBTEDLY KILLED BEFORE!" and, once close enough, pummeled the fuck away at Freddy with his hockey stick, but after a time of this, during which Freddy yowled: "E-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" he was slashed diagonally across the chest and belly by Freddy's glove, smashed in the back with Freddy's skateboard and whacked away with Freddy's long, spiky metal pole, right before the latter caused his skates to land onto the skateboard and bands with spikes on both sides of them to go across the skates so that they and Streex's feet were both pinned to the skateboard in a way that also, quite obviously, cut deep into both.

"E-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Streex howled, and Freddy said: "Almost had me there, I'll admit. That was NOT a nice thing to do to Uncle Freddy at all. You need to be punished. And here are your fucking consequences…since you're so damn good at skating, try using a skateboard with them on while the skating park keeps having tall concrete spikes on this part and that part of it. See how well you do and how long you survive. GO!"

"WHOAAAAAAAAAOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHAAAAAAGGGHH!" Streex screeched as Freddy did just as he said he would to him, and Ripster, who at first was unable to move because of how Streex's assault on Freddy was so intense and mobility stopping, now saw that he had to move again because of how the hell the fucking tables had just been turned on his previously almost victorious brother, so he went: "SHARK DIVE!" and appeared behind Freddy before roaring: "SHARK ATTACK!"

Freddy had heard the first part and looked to Ripster, and although he tried to turn around so that Ripster wouldn't be able to nail him with that move like Streex did, he could not do so in time, and Ripster nailed him in the back with one big kick and spun him around to kick him in the face, Freddy saying: "UUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPFFFFFFFFFFF! OOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFF!" and Ripster blasted him with: "YOU WILL NOT KILL MY BROTHER, KRUEGER! THIS ENDS NOW!"

But Freddy whacked Ripster across the face with his spiky metal pool cue and said to him: "If by 'this' you mean your life, then yes! It does!" a second before nailing him in the solar plexus with the tip of his pool cue, causing the pool balls from the big pool table he'd made before to batter Ripster repeatedly and then make Ripster fall onto the table itself, sticking four other cues into his knees and arm tendons so that he wouldn't be able to escape and be in excruciating pain, which understandably elicited: "AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHH! UMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFF! E-RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" from Ripster.

"Have I brought you to your knees, perchance?" asked Freddy as he then walked on over to Ripster and the table he was stuck to and said: "If so, maybe we should table our discussion on how the hell you're goddamn going to fucking die here for a bit. Nah, forget it. I'd rather just gloat about how I stuck it to you and ARMED you so badly before I show that I have far more balls than you do and then, as if on cue, see you dead."

Ripster struggled to get free, but to no avail, and Freddy used his spiky metal pool cue to hit the balls and make them turn into spiky versions of themselves before they once more battered Ripster, and this time they did so even worse than before, followed by how Freddy slammed his spiky metal pool cue up Ripster's ass and out of the top of his head.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH!" Ripster roared in agony, and Freddy told him immediately thereafter: "Your courage and your belief that you have what the hell it takes to fucking kill me? You can just stick it up your ass, though I'm guessing, with how the hell it fucking failed so motherfucking miserably as far as your attempts to kill me went, you have to have foolishly thought it off the top of your head. Tsk, tsk. I would have expected one as smart as yourself to be, well, smarter than that. Well, it doesn't matter anymore. You're done for, just like your little brother and your rock star pal."

Pulling the spiky metal pool cue out of Ripster and turning it back into his regular left hand immediately thereafter, Ripster bled out and died from both that exsanguination and fatal damage(read: rupturing)to what vital organs Freddy impaled with that spiky metal pool cue of his.

And Freddy then turned the fuck back over to Streex and said: "Oh, Streex? I just finished up with your big brother, and I haven't forgotten about you, so let's pick up where we left off, huh? That is, if you're still alive…AH! Why so you are!"

"AAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Streex went as he tried his best not to fall down onto the ever present spikes in this place and that place while keeping the board going, as well, because if he failed at either, and especially if he failed at both, then he was dead meat.

However, hearing Freddy's words made him more livid and hellbent on killing Freddy than ever, if that was the least bit possible, mind you, and he never in his life though he'd go as berserk as he did just now.

"KRUUUUUUUUUEEEEEEEEEEEGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRR!"he fucking screamed at the top of his damn lungs, and Freddy said: "Wow, I had no fucking idea that even one as skilled and talented as you could possibly keep alive and last in this sort of shit for this long. I suppose I'll double, make that triple, what I've fucking put the fuck in front of you and knock you off that skateboard. That ought to fucking see to it that you meet a dead end! Say hello to your bros and your buddy for me, will you? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

But Streex turned out to be marginally luckier than the other three, as, despite how he was knocked off of the skateboard and Freddy's spikes and such below were tripled, he barely touched them lightly before he was fortunate enough to be awoken by Jab, Lena, Bends, Moby Lick, Mantaman and El Swordo, who had, despite being in a very deep sleep beforehand, finally been awoken by all of this noise and screaming and smashing.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Streex screeched/screamed, but then he saw that he was awake in the lair he, his brothers, Lena and Bends lived in, whether their allies were visiting at the time or not(obviously the former in this case), and also that he was bleeding horribly, his bed covered and indeed drenched in blood, and the wounds and injuries he'd suffered during the nightmare were still plenty present.

"Jab? Lena? Bends? Moby Lick? El Swordo? Mantaman? You guys woke me up, didn't you? Can't thank you enough. God, I'm fucked up here. Wait a fucking minute…RIPSTER! SLAMMU! ROX!" Streex said as he suddenly realized what it could only mean if things looked, smelled and felt the way that they did.

"What the hell are you talking about, Streex?" Moby Lick asked. "We heard a lot of racket here and then smelled and saw a lot of blood!"

"It's this demonic nightmare guy named Freddy Krueger!" Streex replied. "He attacked me, Slammu, Ripster and Rox in a dream which, ironically, was everything we loved best blended together by the four of us until he altered it in a dark, evil, morbid, macabre way! Unless these injuries of mine aren't real and still intact from my nightmare like they look, smell and feel like they are, then Ripster, Slammu and Rox are all dead!"

"Holy crap! I think I can see what the hell you motherfucking mean here! There sure is a lot of blood flowing into your own, Streex!" Jab told him. "You need medical attention, to be sure, but let's keep our fingers crossed for big bro, little bro and our guitar playing pal if what you're saying is true!"

"I'll go check it out." Mantaman said, and El Swordo put in: "I'll go with you." while Moby Lick added: "Count me in, too."

They all went to the three different rooms(one apiece, of course), and Moby Lick called out: "Rox?" while going to the mako shark's room, in addition to how El Swordo went: "Slammu?" as he went into the whale shark's room and Mantaman beckoned: "Ripster?" during the time he visited the great white shark's room.

And the results were exactly what they all, Streex or otherwise, were hoping they were NOT going to be.

"HOLY SHIT! NO!" they all screamed in unison, what Streex feared along with the others now being confirmed.

Each one ran out with what was left of the one they had gone into the room from in their hands, and everyone's eyes flew open widely as hell. "NO! RIPSTER! SLAMMU! NO! NO!" Jab screamed, an instant before he said: "NOT OUR BROTHERS! AND NOT ROX, TOO!"

"You said this nightmare killer guy's name was Freddy Krueger?" Lena asked, with a further shocked and now speechless Streex nodding vehemently. "We have to do as much as we possibly can to find some way to put him permanently the fuck out of commission as possible!"

"YEAH! LIKE TORTURING HIM TO ETERNAL DEATH IN A WAY THAT'LL MAKE THE FUCKING TORTURES OF HELL LOOK LIKE SWEET COMFORTING!" Jab exploded with unbridled fury.

"Calm down, Jab!" Bends said. "I WILL NOT FUCKING CALM DOWN!" Jab blew up at Bends. "WE'RE FINDING THE FIRST WAY TO GET THE FUCK RID OF HIM THAT WE CAN AND MAKING SURE IT STAYS PERMANENT, ALL IN THE COURSE OF THIS NIGHT! IT'S STARTING NOW!"

"What about Streex's wounds?" asked Moby Lick, and Streex put in: "Yeah, as is made pretty fucking blatant by them and has been made good and clear before, they do need treating."

"Oh…of course…" Jab said, realizing that there was much more to this than just doing away with Freddy, even though that was, for obvious reasons, the most important and dire part.

"Okay, let's just take this one step at a time, all right?" Bends asked. "We have to keep our wits about us here or he could easily see us dead before we even knew it the instant we fell asleep, given what we found out both from Streex and the destroyed Ripster, Slammu and Rox!"

Meanwhile, back in the real world universe dreamland boiler room he'd returned to, Freddy was elated as could be, saying: "OH, YEAH! I MOTHERFUCKING MADE ME SOME NICE BIG-ASS SIDES OF FUCKING SHARK MEAT BACK THERE AND SOME FUCKING SHARK FIN SOUP TO BOOT! GRANTED, I GOT THREE OUT OF FOUR INSTEAD OF FOUR OUT OF FOUR LIKE I FUCKING WANTED, BUT THE SOLE SURVIVOR STILL NEEDS A LOT OF TREATING, AND THAT'S BEFORE YOU FUCKING THROW THE FUCK ON THAT THE OTHERS ARE JUST AS FREAKED AS HE IS! TALK ABOUT A TOOTHY-ASS TRIUMPH! BITES TO BE THE ONES I KILLED JUST NOW! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Quickly getting his mind back to what it needed to be, he sat down in his throne for quite a while, and following this, he said: "All right, good, good. I'm in my fucking normal-ass state again, though I had damn good reason to be so fucking excited and full of energy like I was when I entered back in here. So what time is it now? That's right! It's orb time!"

Standing up once more, he went over to his orb and picked it up while stating: "Hey, I might or might not be revisiting a universe instead of going to a new one like I did just now, but that's okay. Even if I do have a revisit to do, what I just did is plenty good enough for me as far as newness is concerned for now."

"Orb," he subsequently said, "do be so good as to fucking tell me where the hell my next of universe visits and the dream destination or destinations thereof is, and then show me my way the fuck into both." and his command was obeyed, with the orb making his entrance he'd need to go through as it also showed him where the hell that fucking passageway would fucking take him, and whose dream it would specifically be.

"WHOA, another trip to the DC Universe! It sure as hell has been quite a fucking long-ass time since I last went there, and now it's the dream of Tim Drake AKA Robin, the Boy Wonder, is it? Well, that fucking suits me just fine, especially since my previous trip allowed me so that one of my three kills was a fucking teenager, and I still want to kill another fucking teenager all of a sudden, so this is just plain excellent!" Freddy said while putting the orb back into its spot.

His going through the portal made it so that he would go into Robin's dream, and there are quite a few questions to be asked here.

For example, will Tim Drake wind up as a dead Robin at Freddy's hands like Jason Todd's Robin ended up as at the hands of the Joker?

Will there be any other heroes in the DC Universe taken into Tim's dream?

Is there going to be another kill if so, or none, one way or the other in either case?

Read the chapter that follows this one, and you will learn, as is always the case with a new chapter of this story, and, of course, my writing this sentence sees to this chapter's end.

END OF CHAPTER 53

Yup, I may not hate any of the heroes in the "Street Sharks" universe, but I was, as you've just found out, only going to spare one of Freddy's targets in that nightmare, and Streex is my favorite member of the Street Sharks(and the majority of that show's fans has him as their favorite member of the Street Sharks, as well), so he was the one who lived through the dream that killed the other three via Freddy's attacks.

Okay, it's pretty damn clear that the ones who inhabit the Street Sharks universe, heroic mutant or otherwise, have shitloads on their fucking plates just now, and the fact that this was literally Freddy's first damn visit to their universe isn't going to do anything but magnify such a fact, much like was the case with the universe of the Extreme Dinosaurs(and they only lost one guy, so you can imagine how the hell it is for the Street Sharks, given that they lost THREE).

But that isn't going to stay what we concentrate on(at least not for the time being, anyway), the way that we're now seeing Freddy take another trip to the DC Universe, penetrating a teenager's dream in the form of attacking Tim Drake's Robin.

Does that mean that Tim becomes Freddy's dead Robin as Jason became the Joker's?

Will there be anyone else who Tim shares his nightmare with as no one expects it to happen, him, Freddy, the new target or otherwise, but it does happen?

Who's going to live, who's going to die and what kind of uproar and panic will whatever happens give the DC Universe this time?

I don't think I need to tell you what to do to figure that out, because I can already tell you want and are going to learn the answer(s)when you read the next chapter(albeit when you can, since, like me, you might well have much to do, especially since it might be a while until I can write another chapter for this story for tons of reasons, some of which, ironically, actually have to do with writing a new story or two on this site), otherwise known as the one that will follow this.

Ratings and reviews please!