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Hey y’all! This is a bit different than what I usually post. This is a project I’ve been working on for a while, and I’m excited to share it with you guys! This is a piece of fanfic I wrote based off of the pilot episode of Freddy’s Nightmares, which I really dislike to say the least. I got the idea because I was annoyed with the wasted potential, so I decided to rewrite it myself. Anyways enough with the rambling, I hope you guys like it.

No More Mr. Nice Guy

Part l

The Murders

I can’t sleep. All I feel is this persistent dread, I have to keep myself busy in order to not be overtaken by my thoughts. After an hour of tossing and turning, I decided to get myself some water. I was going to head upstairs, but out the window I caught a glimpse of stars twinkling, the moon peeping out from the clouds overseeing the still neighborhood. My anxiety slowly melted away looking out at the tranquil scene; for a moment I could finally think clearly, however it soon turned into frustration when the subject of my turmoil returned. All I wanted was a life, away from the chaos of the city. The amount of times I’ve sacrificed important moments with my wife and children just to make ends meet became too much. I was hoping a new start in Springwood would give me that peace. Now I’m encountering something far worse than I’ve ever seen in my career. Every few weeks a new body is found, a small child horrifically mutilated, with almost every wound that the human mind can imagine. God, I can still see it, the horrible gashes, rope burns, torn clothing, the sight of pure perversion. When I lay awake I still see their faces, engulfed in terror, the look of a cold unforgiving death. When you work in the law, that chaos will always find you; I should’ve known better.

The creak of the floor boards interrupts my spiral. I turn around to see my wife Sarah, her blonde hair and blue eyes shone in the moonlight. “ I’ll be up in a minute” I say. She looks at me with concern, she approaches and embraces me in her arms. “ I just don’t know what to do.” “ I know, just know that I have faith in you, and that you don’t have to endure this alone.” We stood in silence for a moment gazing into the night, “Loretta invited us to a neighborhood barbecue this weekend.” “Oh that” I sighed. Though I’m not up to a weekend barbecue I am appreciative of the Kruegers. They have been a welcoming presence for my family. Loretta a petite woman with a light brown bob, and just as cheery as the florals I constantly see her in, greeted us with a basket of pastries, and flowers when we moved in. She and Sarah over the past few weeks became closely acquainted. Her husband Freddy I’ve only interacted with a couple of times, a Gene Wilder type, charismatic, and friendly. My twin daughters Sarah and Merit are friends with their daughter Katherine, who they spend a lot of time at school with, and have had many play dates. Ring! I look at Sarah “I’ll get it.” The feeling of dread returns as I made my way to the living room. My throat felt so dry that I had trouble answering “Blocker residence.” “Lieutenant we found another one.”

I make my way to the scene with every passing streetlight I feel myself getting closer to the horror I’m about to witness. I pull into the empty park I see the crowd of officers near the playground, that’s been closed off with yellow tape. No matter how much I tried to reason with myself, push the past behind me, it came with a vengeance. What I saw was profound ravishment and hate. I saw her lying there on the dirt, just haphazardly dumped there, like an animal got bored of tormenting it’s prey. Fabric mixed with cut flesh along the chest, rope burns on her wrists. Her face was an ashy pallor, drained of all life, her blue eyes glassy.

Pure perversion….

The world seemed to condense, like I’ve been thrown overboard into the deepest water, gasping for breath, I realized I recognized the girl, her name was Katy Coleman, she was a classmate of my daughter’s. When I saw Katy, I saw my daughters lying on that gravel. I can’t let that happen, never.

We made our way to the Krueger House, it was a bright Saturday afternoon, fluorescent leaves fell from the trees crunching under our feet. The smell of cooked meat wafted in the air leading the way, as we got closer the sound of music and children playing became louder. Lisa and Merit quickened their pace, holding in their anticipation. The house was between lush trees and surrounded by a little white fence, with patches of Lillie’s behind it. The sweet smell of barbecue gave the house a more quaint feel than it already had. Loretta greeted us at the door “hello! Welcome! We’re just getting started!” She said in her usual upbeat manner. “Freddy! The blockers are here!” “Great! Send ‘em on back! A voice responded from the back of the house. Loretta looked down at the twins “Oh! Lisa and merit, Katherine is in her room.” We made our way to the back yard, which was just as nice as the front yard, the grass was plush and neatly manicured. There was a table on the patio decorated with tableware Freddy appeared from behind the grill carrying a plate loaded with ribs. “ Oh don’t you worry this is just the appetizer!” Soon other guests started to trickle in. Loretta looked at Freddy “I’ll go get the kids.” She said. “Oh, I’ve got it honey.” Freddy walked across the backyard to the house. “Girls! The food’s ready! If you don’t come down I’m feeding it to the dog!” “Dad, we don’t have a dog!” Katherine shouted back slightly annoyed. The girls ran down the stairs. Freddy chased Katherine outside in a goofy fashion. “Dad, I’m getting too old for that!” “What to have fun with your old man? I don’t think so!” Freddy quickly walked to greet the new guests shaking hands and saying hello, he seemed to make a show out of greeting people. I spent most of the time to myself. I felt as though my soul had lifted from my body and peered at the partygoer’s below. I didn’t feel like socializing anyway.

As the sun began to set people began to retreat to their homes, leaving only me, Sarah, and the twins. The girls returned upstairs while we enjoyed a glass of wine in the kitchen. “Oh! Tim I gotta show ya something!” Said Freddy. He led me to the garage where a vehicle was covered by a tarp. Freddy yanked the tarp off revealing a bright red convertible. “Ain’t she something?”

He said with a look of pride. “Wow Fred this extremely nice.” “I know, and you won’t believe it she was fall’n apart when I first saw her, so I’ve been fix’n her up.” He must’ve picked up on my inattentiveness, he looked at me with full attention. “sorry, bud here I was bragging about my car, and I shoulda asked about you.” “Oh, forget it, it’s work trouble.” I replied. “Yeah it’s a damn shame what’s happening, I’m sure you’re stressed.” I nodded. “I saw in the paper that a new body was found, were there any clues about who coulda done it?” “Sadly not.” He looked me in the eye, and my blood ran cold “I wonder how her parents must feel.” At once I was consumed with nausea, and I excused myself from the garage. I found Sarah talking to Loretta in the living room “honey, I’m going to head out.” “Oh, okay, I’ll get the girls, and-“ “ no, no you stay I just need to go lay down.” I walked out into the neighborhood the night sky had set in by this point, and everyone was shut up in their homes. The whole walk I couldn’t get Fred’s stare out of my consciousness. Despite his concerned demeanor, his eyes were a striking green, that were almost hypnotic, the glamour had lifted, and suddenly I found myself in the clutches of a viper. I saw nothing but death in them, and I shudder to think that being the last thing I witness before my demise.

I returned home from work one day, to find Lisa in the living room staring at the newspaper in her hands. She was completely motionless; for a moment time stood still, as we stood in the silent living room. She was staring at something on the front cover, I went over to her, and gently placed my hand on her shoulder. The headline read Springwood Slasher Claims Another Victim, with a yearbook photo of Katy. Lisa turned to me, and buried herself in my arms. I couldn’t think of anything to say, so I just embraced her as she wept. The girls both became more quiet and withdrawn after that. At night Sarah and I would talk at length about what to do, unfortunately it only resulted in conflict. Eventually I found myself retreating to the basement, instead of tossing and turning in my bed. I would spend hours poring over the evidence from the Springwood Slasher case. The deeper I became engulfed with finding answers, the less tethered my relationship with my wife and children became.

One morning I stayed home sick from work the house was empty Sarah had gone to work, and the girls were at school. I had boxes of evidence strewn across the living room, I was so focused that the doorbell made me jump. When I opened the door I was surprised to find Fred. He was timidly standing on the stoop clutching his brown fedora. “Hey Freddy, how’s it going?” “Hey Tim, I don’t mean to bother you, I just wanted to drop by and say hi” he said sullenly. “Why don’t you come in?” “Thanks.” I hastily picked up the living room “don’t worry about this, I decided to get some work done. Feel free to sit down.” Freddy sat on the edge of the couch, it was evident that something was bothering him. “ So, uh how’ve you been?” I asked. “ To be honest, not great.” He replied, his eyes shook, and tears began to fall from his eyes. “I’m sorry, Tim I don’t mean to put this on you, I just, I just-.” “Hey, don’t worry about it. Can I get you anything? Coffee?” He shook his head. “No thanks. It’s Loretta, she left me. I was at work, and she called me, that’s when she told me that she was leaving. After that I couldn’t focus, so I took the rest of the day off.” I sat there across from him stunned by what I just heard. “Did she say why?” Freddy shook his head, then placed it in his hands. “ What about Katherine?” “She’s still at school, I’m not sure what I’m going to tell her.” “My god Fred, I don’t know what to say, that’s terrible, well you know where to find us if you need anything.” “Thank you Tim.” That night I was in the bedroom with Sarah, and I told her what had happened earlier that day. She looked at me with utter disbelief. “ I talked to Loretta a couple of days ago, we were in the kitchen talking, I asked her about Fred, and she suddenly got very tense. She started crying, she seemed afraid. I’ve never seen her like that, but she wouldn’t just vanish.”

I laid in bed ruminating, I couldn’t sleep, eventually I decided just to go downstairs, and stared out the living room window. Not too long after I saw headlights make their way down the street, as they got closer I realized they belonged to a red convertible.

All at once my suspicion formed into an urge to take action. I got into my car, and began to follow the convertible. Despite my guilt, despite knowing I should’ve followed protocol, by that point I had become overtaken by pure instincts, I wasn’t a cop that night, but a terrified father. Little did I know I would be forever changed.

I was led to a power plant, where I realized is Fred’s work place. I found his car parked in some quiet corner of the plant. For a moment I felt stupid that I followed him to where he worked, but I just had to put my mind at ease. I got out of my car, the sounds of machinery echoed in the night. The looming stacks made the plant look like some ancient ruin. I found a doorway not far from where he parked. Right to the left were some small windows illuminated by firelight. I crouched down through the murky glass I could see him. To my horror I saw a desk covered in missing child posters and newspaper clippings. He pulled out a box in it was a metal plated glove attached to the finger tips were four blades. I couldn’t watch anymore, I was possessed with rage. I opened the heavy metal door revealing a dingy staircase. As I made my way down the fire was my guide in the dark hallway, like I was entering the depths of hell meeting the devil himself. When I entered the boiler room he turned around in shock. Thinking about my family, the sleepless nights, the trust I had in him, all cultivated in an act of violence. I lunged at him knocking him to the ground. “ You son of a bitch! “ I struck him more. “ What you don’t have anything to say?!, I let you in my home! You know where my children sleep! Goddamn you!” He looked up at me with fear, the kind of fear without a hint of remorse, that his reign of terror is over. For the first time I felt true hate.

When I brought him into the station my pain was not resolved. I was bitter, and sorrowful, that the thing infecting my life was living right down the street.The evidence that was found sickened me a scrap book of newspaper clippings, missing child posters, and a box of Polaroids with a parent’s worst nightmare. Soon after Krueger’s arrest Katherine was placed in foster care, Loretta’s remains were never found.

The girls were devastated, withdrawing from both Sarah and I, but especially me. I fell into a depression, Sarah tried her best to pull me out, however I was overcome with despair. When the date of the trial arrived, most of me wanted nothing more to do with the case, except a slight feeling of hope that I’d see that bastard rot behind bars forever. However that never happened. Due to my impulses I failed as a police officer, I forgot to read him his rights. Thus Krueger walked out of the courtroom as a free man.

That night after the trial I and some other parents in the neighborhood tracked him down to his boiler room. We found him sitting against the wall with a look of pride as he smoked a cigarette. I struck him in the face, the cigarette landing on the ground. I yanked him up off the ground dragging him by his jacket lapels. As someone began to pour gas all over the room. “Whatcha gonna do arrest me? He mocked. “Fine burn it! You know I’ll never see a cell!” He shouted. A match was lit and the place began to burn I looked at Fred, his eyes met mine the sparks reflected in them, I felt as though I was in the presence of the arch fiend. We looked at each other in a mutual hatred. I decided then and there it would end. I pushed him back down into the flames, he began to burn. He shrieked in agony, it sounded like the cry of an inhuman creature. “ You’ll fucking burn for this! Do you hear me!” Freddy screamed. One of the others began to pull me out of the room. “ Tim we gotta go!” With that we made our way outside I looked back one last time, the small windows ablaze the smoke began to trickle out. I could still hear his muffled screams.

The drive home was a somber one. The whole way I could still see his eyes, his screams with every passing car. I found Sarah standing in the living room. I couldn’t think of anything to say. She moved close to me, and I fell in her arms.All the tension, the misery I held inside released itself all at once, in gushing tears. We embraced each other in the soft light of the moon.

#fanfiction #freddy krueger #a nightmare on elm street #freddys nightmares #my writings

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