Elm Park
"One, two Freddy's coming for you."
Freddy Krueger opened his eyes and tried to move, he felt his hands push against restraints and suddenly realised he was tied up to a cross. Next to him a man leered at him.
"That's what you used to say right? When you were playing hide and seek with your ugly ass daughter in the park?"
Freddy stared at the man, he realised he was his next door neighbour.
"Fu$k you." Freddy said as he spat in his neighbour's face.
"That. Wasn't. Nice." The neighbour said as he pulled something out of his pocket. He lopped it against Freddy's hand, causing it to fall on the floor. Freddy screamed as blood squirted out and nearly blacked out from the pain, at least he would have if not for all thepeople holding torches and walking towards him.
"Freddy Krueger" Freddy's neighbour said while pulling a white mask over his head. "You have escaped justice, for your crimes the citizens of Springwood have declared you to be punished by DEATH! May God have mercy on your soul."
"Just..." Freddy started before stopping.
"Just what?" The neighbour said as he leaned in to hear what Freddy had to say.
"Just grow some balls before you die!" Freddy said before biting into the man's ear. The man screamed as he tried to pull away, Freddy tugged and felt a strange satisfaction as the man's ear was torn away from his head. He guessed the doctors HAD been right. He did have sociopathic tendencies. The crowd lit the cross on fire with their torches, Freddy laughed as he felt his skin melting.
"IS THAT IT?!" Freddy screamed at the horrified crowd. "IS THAT ALL YOU'VE GOT?! SING IT WITH ME EVERYONE! ONE, TWO FREDDY'S COMING FOR YOU! THREE, FOUR BETTER LOCK UP YOUR DOOR! FIVE. SIX GRAB YOUR CRUCIFIX!"
The crowd watched as Freddy's skin melted into a pool on the grass, Freddy had stopped singing and had started laughing.
"SEVEN, EIGHT STAY UP LATE! NINE, TEN NEVER FEEL SAFE AGAIN!"
Freddy screamed as he felt his life fade away from him. The world went black and he finally felt free...
"wake up freddy."
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1987, Elm School
"I'm sorry Miss Krueger but your son clearly has... problems." The school headmaster said.
Miss Krueger sighed and rolled her eyes.
"What? He got into a fight at school? What kid doesn't? I don't understand why you had to call me out of work."
"Ma'am, he killed his class room's hamster."
Miss Krueger was silent as she allowed the headmaster's words to sink in.
"All signs point to him having minor sociopathic tendencies. Now if you're careful and guide him we can hopefully avoid any worse incidents in the future, and... you'll have to reinburse Mr Craven for his dead hamster, or..." The headmaster started to say.
"Right then, wipe your things off the table then. Let's do this." Miss Krueger said.
To be continued...
Freddy Krueger owned by Wes Craven and all those cool guys. If you want to make a reboot that doesn't suck, and want to use mine feel free to ask.
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