Billy was walking down a long dark hallway followed by his sister Samantha. Billy had thick eye glasses and breathed heavily due to his asthma.
"I know I saw it earlier." Billy said.
"What exactly are we looking for again?" asked Samantha
"I told you," responded Billy, "I saw a treasure chest in the house, I just can't remember where I saw it."
"Why would there be treasure in the house?"
"Because Mom and Dad use to be pirates I told you." Said Billy as he opened then closed another door. "Oh wait I remember where it was." Billy looked down at the very end of the hallway." There." He said pointing at a rusted metal door with the words "Keep Out" written in spray paint.
"Has that door always been there?" Samantha asked. She and Billy had lived in that house for seven years and she never remembered seeing the door before.
Billy ignored her question as he jogged over to the door and opened it with a loud rusty screech.
Billy walked through the threshold followed closely by Samantha. She looked around. It was a massive boiler room with an obvious red lighting.
"There it is!" shouted Billy. In the middle of the room was an old fashioned treasure chest. Billy hurried over.
A tremendous bang made Samantha jump. She turned around and saw that the heavy metal door had closed. She pulled at the door with all her strength but couldn't make it budge. They were trapped in that boiler room.
"Billy." Samantha said as she turned around, but Billy ignored, as he was still transfixed on the treasure chest.
"I'm gonna open it." Billy said as he un-did the lock on the chest. Samantha sat quietly in anticipation. Billy slowly opened the chest and peered inside.
Instantly an arm reached out of the chest, grabbed Billy by the face and pulled him in. The chest closed and locked itself, trapping Billy inside.
"Billy!" Samantha screamed as she raced over to the treasure chest in a desperate attempt to save her brother, but the second she got there the chest turned into a pile of sand.
Samantha stood there in shock, when she heard a scratching noise behind her. She twirled around to see a man whose skin was burned from head to toe. He wore a dirty red and green striped Christmas sweater, and a brown fedora hat. But most distinctively, on his right hand was glove with knives on the four finger tips, which he used to scratch at the pipes on the wall, making a cursed screeching noise.
"I'm sorry Samantha, but it appears your brother lost his head." said the man as he held up Billy's decapitated head with his left hand.
Samantha desperately tried to scream, but the sound was stuck in her throat.
"Oh, don't be sad, because you'll be joining him real soon. Ahahahahaha!" laughed the scarred man.
This time Samantha was able to scream successfully, as she let out an ear piercing screech.
Samantha woke up in her bed still screaming. The lights went on as her parents entered the room.
"Samantha what's wrong?" asked her mom concerned.
"Nothing." Samantha responded. "I just had a bad dream."
"Well do you want to talk about it?" replied her mom.
"No, I don't." Samantha said harshly.
Her parents looked at each other and left the room, getting the lights as they left. Samantha looked out her window, the sun was about to rise and it was going to be her first day at her new school. Her brother Billy died a few months ago in her home town in Springwood, Ohio. Her parents couldn't bare the town after Billy's death. He was found dead at a party with his stomach ripped open. The police had no leads on who the killer might sighed and laid awakein bed. She didn't want to go back to sleep.
Her parents just couldn't stand that town anymore so they moved to the where my aunt lives. The city of Gotham. She didn't really have any desire to move, but realized it was for the best.
Dick Grayson was being driven to school by his butler and friend Alfred on one weekday morning. Dick was tired from the night before, he stopped a mugging, broke up a bar fight, and caught a man trying to rob a convenience store. Because Dick wasn't an ordinary high-schooler, he was Robin, crime fighter and assistant to Batman.
"Here we are sir." said Alfred as they pulled up to Gotham high school.
"Thanks for the lift Alfred." said Dick as he got out of the car.
"Anytime master Grayson." Replied Alfred as he drove back to Wayne Manor.
Wayne Manor was home to not only Dick and Alfred, but Bruce Wayne. Bruce was a multi-billionaire tycoon, at least in the day. At night he transformed into his true identity, the Batman. He would go around Gotham and fight crime, with the help of Dick as Robin the boy wonder of course. This was only known to the three of them, as far as the world was concerned they were just a bunch of rich people who live on a hill outside of Gotham.
Dick walked up to the school, where he caught sight of his good friend Ted. Ted was the running-back of the football team and led Gotham to 14 to 7 win last night.
"Now, now no autographs sir." said Ted to Dick. "Oh Dick I didn't realize it was you.
"At least the win didn't go to your head." replied Dick.
"Yeah, it's big enough already." Ted said jokingly.
The bell rang signaling all students to go to class.
The two had the same first period and walked there together. They took their seats in class when Ted said "Who's the new girl."
Dick looked around to see a girl sitting in a desk in the corner by herself.
"She probably just moved here." said Dick "I'm gonna go say hi."
"Go get'em playa." said Ted.
Dick walked over to the new girl.
"Hi, are you new?"
"Yeah," she replied. "I'm Samantha, I just moved here from Ohio."
"I'm Dick, what part of Ohio are you from?"
"Oh just a small town called Springwood." replied Samantha.
"Mr. Grayson take your seat." said the teacher.
"I'll see you at lunch." said Dick going back to his desk.
At lunch Samantha was looking around for a place to sit. She saw Dick and Ted sitting at a table at the far end of the lunchroom. Samantha took a deep breath.
"Here goes nothing." She said to herself.
"I no it what wasn't real-" said Ted pausing as he saw Samantha approach. "Looks like she showed up."
Dick looked up to see Samantha standing there.
"Do you mind?" she asked "There's no where else left to sit."
"Um… no go ahead." said Dick as he scooted over. Samantha sat down next to him.
"Ted was just telling me about a dream he had last night." Said Dick.
"A dream?" Samantha asked hurriedly.
"Yeah." said Ted "and it was just about the best dream I've ever had. You see after I score a touchdown that allows Gotham to win the state championship, all the cheerleaders start chanting my name, and uh… shedding their clothes. I think you can imagine what happens next."
Ted leaned back in his chair with a huge grin on his face. Samantha breathed a sigh of relief.
"What was that?" asked Dick.
"Oh, well…" Samantha started "I also had a drea-, well a nightmare last night."
"Really what was it?" asked Dick.
Samantha sighed "Well in my home town we have this urban legend." Samantha paused.
"Go on." said Ted in a sarcastic tone.
"Well some time in the late sixties there was this serial killer, Freddy Kruger, who killed like twenty kids at this boiler room here he worked. And he eventually went on trial for the killings, but the prosecution fell apart and he walked. So the parents of all the victims tracked him down and burned him alive."
"That's pretty messed up" interrupted Ted.
"Yeah well," continued Samantha. "The legend says that the spirit of Freddy Kruger came back for revenge. They say he continues to murder kids in the one place where their parents can't protect them, their dreams."
"So what was you dream?" Dick asked.
"I just dreamed that Freddy was trying to kill me." She said.
"Oh he was just trying to kill her." Ted jokingly.
"Hey man that's pretty scary." said Dick.
"Yeah well if Freddy Cougar or whatever came into my dream, I would mess him up."
Later that night Ted was getting ready for bed, he was pretty tired from football practice and was anxious to get some sleep. He laid down on his bed for a second, when he heard a knock on his door.
Come in
"Come in." Ted said.
There was no response. Ted got up and opened the door. There was no one there. Ted heard a loud crash downstairs.
"Hello?" called Ted.
There was no reply. Ted went back in his room and grabbed his baseball bat. He walked over to his parents' room and banged on the door.
"Mom, Dad I think we have a burglar." said Ted.
Ted heard another loud crash downstairs. Ted sighed, tightened his grip on the bat and walked downstairs. Everything seemed normal at first, but then the front door swung open. Ted was ready to strike, but no one was there. Ted cautiously walked over to the door, ready to hit anything that might jump out. Ted took a step outside and saw three little girls playing jump-rope in his lawn. They were singing some kind of song.
"One, two Freddy's coming for you. Three, four better lock you door. " sang the little girls in unison.
"Um…" started Ted "were you playing in my house?"
The girls ignored him and continued to sing. "Five, six grab you crucifix. Seven, eight better stay up late. Nine, ten never sleep again."
Ted was confused as to what was going on, but he decided to go back inside. Ted turned around to see a man who was obviously burned wearing a Christmas sweater and a brown hat standing in the front door of his house.
"Hey Ted." said the man casually.
Ted notice that the man had knives attached to his fingers on his right hand. Ted swung at the man with his bat. The man caught the bat and wrestled it away from Ted. The man then threw the bat far away so Ted couldn't get to it.
"Come on Ted," said the man. "Don't be difficult."
It was at this point Ted kicked the man in the groin, causing him to fall to the ground. Ted rushed past him into the house, locking the front door. Ted ran upstairs screaming "Mom, Dad call the cops. Ted heard the front door get broken down, and saw the man walk through into the house. Ted hurried to his room, locking the door and barricading it with his dresser. Ted stood back breathing heavily. He saw the doorknob start to shake like someone was trying to get in.
"Go away!" yelled Ted. Just then the doorknob stopped shaking, and Ted could hear footsteps going downstairs.
Ted stood there in relief, when all of a sudden the sheets from his bed wrapped them selves around his ankles causing Ted to fall to the floor. The other end of the sheets floated up and tied itself to the ceiling fan, leaving Ted tangling from the ceiling. Then the burned man rose out of the floor in front of Ted. Ted saw him and started to cry.
"Oh Ted, I thought you were going to mess me up?" asked the man.
"Mess you up?" Ted repeated, when suddenly he realized who the man was. "You're that dude, that, that Samantha was t-talking about."
The man chuckled. "That's right."
"Fr-Freddy Cougar!" stuttered Ted.
"No!" said Freddy "It's Kruger! And don't you forget it!"
"I'm sorry, please-," cried Ted. "Just don't hurt me."
"Ted my boy," responded Freddy. "I want you to do something for me."
"Yes anything!" said Ted. "Just please don't kill me."
"Ha!" Freddy said "I want you to tell Gotham that Freddy's here, and he's here to stay."
"Yeah sure anything!" replied Ted.
"Hmmm…" said Freddy "On second thought I'll just write them a note." Just then Freddy dug his claw into Ted's chest. Ted screamed in pain.
Samantha woke up in her bed. She had a rough night and had barely gotten any sleep. On the bright side she wasn't dreaming about Freddy, so it was kind of a win-win.
Samantha got up and went to the bathroom. She turned on the lights and went to the mirror. To her shock she saw a bloody Ted standing behind her. She twirled around and saw nothing. When she looked back in the mirror she didn't see her reflection, but Freddy Kruger staring back at her.
"I just wanted to say thanks Samantha; I couldn't have done it with out you."
"Done… what?" Samantha asked in shock.
"You spread the fear Sammy," replied Freddy. "Now it won't be long till everyone in Gotham knows my name. And you know what that means."
Samantha sat there in silence.
"It'll be like an all you can eat buffet!" said Freddy as he began to laugh manically.
Samantha sat up in bed; she was drenched in cold sweat. She had awaken due to and ambulance rushing by her window. Samantha something terrible must have happened.
Come in
Commissioner Gordon stepped out of his car. The police had already been there for awhile. Gordon looked at his watch, 2:30 am. He rubbed his eyes and wondered to himself "What am I doing here."
"Commissioner." said a GPD officer running over to him.
"Do you mind explaining to me why I was called to a murder at 2:30 in the morning." asked Gordon.
"Well," said the officer "This isn't a typical homicide. You see-" The officer stopped.
"What is it?" asked the frustrated Gordon.
"Well maybe its best if I show you sir." replied the officer.
The officer walked the commissioner upstairs. They stopped at a door with police tape on it. The two entered the room.
"Jesus." Gordon whispered to himself. In the room a boy was hanging by his feet from the ceiling fan.
"The victim was um… Ted Barker, a seventeen year old male 5'10, 205lbs., no sign of forced entry, no murder weapon, and no sign of a struggle." said the officer.
"Did the parents see anything?" asked Gordon.
"We checked them out, their story seems credible."
"Who could do such a thing?" said Gordon "There's almost no physical evidence, it's like a ghost did it or something."
Well, commissioner," said the officer, "We did find this." The officer opened the top of Ted's pajamas to reveal a horrific scene. Carved into Ted's chest were the words "Freddy was here".
"Who's Freddy?" asked Gordon.
"We don't know sir, but we believe that the wound was the cause of death. At that moment Gordon herd a single knock on the window, he knew it was him.
"Alright, go take a break; I want to look at this alone for a few minutes." requested Gordon.
"Sure thing sir." said the officer as he left the room, closing the door behind.
Gordon looked at the window to see his old friend the Batman standing there. Gordon and Batman had been working together for years, but Gordon was never able to figure out who he really was.
"What do you got?" asked Batman.
"It's a homicide, a near perfect one at that, not a trace of forensic to be found." replied Gordon. Batman tilted his head as he looked at the message carved into Ted's chest.
"Who's Freddy?" he asked.
"We don't know, but I was hoping you could help us on that one." responded Gordon.
"I'll look into it." said Batman. "Anything else?"
"Unfortunately no, that's all we got." said Gordon "But whoever did this was a real nut-job."
"I can handle nut-jobs." said Batman. Gordon looked at Ted again.
"Well this is a whole new league of psycho." said Gordon looking back up "I hope you can." Gordon realized he was once again by himself. The Batman got the information he needed. Gordon sighed and went back downstairs hitting the lights as he left.
The next morning Dick was sitting at the breakfast table eating cereal. He had heard of Ted's death from Bruce. He hadn't said a word all day. Dick heard someone coming down the stairs. It was Bruce. Bruce walked over to dick and put his hand on his shoulder.
"Listen Dick," said Bruce. "I know Ted was your friend." Dick adjusted himself, not looking at Bruce. "And I can assure you that whoever did this will be brought to justice" Dick continued to sit in silence.
Bruce sighed, "Dick uh…" he paused "Carved into this chest were the words "Freddy was here," does that mean anything to you?" Dick didn't respond right away, but eventually shook his head no.
Bruce nodded and patted Dick on the shoulder. He started to walk away when Dick shouted "Wait!" Bruce turned around.
"Did you say Freddy was here?" asked Dick.
"Yes, what does it mean?"
"Yesterday this girl at school told me and Ted about an urban legend from Ohio."
"What was it?"
"It was about some child killer, named Freddy, who was burned to death by his victim's parents, she said that now Freddy kills his victims in their dreams."
"Where was this girl from Dick?"
"Somewhere in Ohio, Springfield or something like that."
"Thanks," said Bruce "I'll check into that." Immediately Bruce left the room, entered his study and played three notes on his piano. The notes revealed a secret passage that lead to the Bat-cave. This is where Bruce would do all of his detective work as Batman. He instantly turned on his super computer and began research on this Freddy character.
Samantha sat in her home room chewing on her pencil. The whole dream thing was really starting to freak her out. She sat there just staring when something on the announcements caught her attention.
"Now please let us have a moment of silence, it appears that last night our own Ted Barker, running back of our football team was in a tragic accident, and sadly he has left us."
The class began to murmur about what happened.
"I heard he was murdered" "I bet he killed himself." "I think it was just an accident." stated random voices around the room.
Samantha looked quickly over at Dick, he was staring back. The bell rang and Samantha quickly went out into the crowded hallway. Dick followed close behind.
"Samantha," Dick called, but Samantha kept walking. "Samantha wait."
Samantha stopped and turned around. She had tears in her eyes. Dick lost his train of thought and just stood there.
"I have to go." She said starting to turn around.
"Don't." Dick said. Samantha faced him and gave him a face like she was about to scream.
"Don't you get it." She said. "It was him, that dream guy, Freddy."
"Samantha," Dick started but she cut him off.
"I know you'll say I'm crazy but I had a dream that Freddy killed him. And he was thanking me, for telling Ted that he existed, because he can only kill if you are scared of him, and if I hadn't told Ted he'd be alive…" Samantha gasped for air, she was crying now, "He's dead, and it's all my fault."
"No you had nothing to do with his death," said Dick. "Freddy is just a legend, he can't hurt anybody ok? Please just remember that."
Samantha nodded and started to cry on Dick's shoulder. After school Dick went back to Wayne manner where he was doing his homework. He saw Bruce walk into the study.
"Dick." He said. Dick looked up at him. "I did some research on Fred Kruger. And I…"
Dick cut him off "Please not now."
Bruce nodded and added, "If you want to take the night I'd understand."
Dick nodded, he was glad Bruce gave him permission; he didn't want to deal with any crime tonight he just wanted to get some sleep.
Later that night Dick was getting ready for bed, when Alfred walked in.
"I hope you get a good nights rest sir." He said.
"Thanks Alfred, have good night."
Alfred turned out the lights and closed the door leaving Dick lying in his bed trying to fall asleep…
Dick was standing on top of a 40ft podium. He was wearing a bright green leotard with a yellow star on the chest. He looked forward to see another podium 50ft away. And the only way between the two was a thin metal wire. Dick looked around and realized he was in a circus tent. Below him were thousands of eager fans waiting for his attempt to cross the wire. Dick remembered he had re-joined the circus and it was his first night back.
"Well," he said, "Here I go." Dick easily made it halfway there, he had absolutely no trouble with the high wire.
"Show us something" shouted a man in the crowd. So Dick did a hand stand on the wire. This was met with boos from the crowed. Dick then did a one handed hand stand. The crowd grew angrier.
"What's wrong with these people?" Dick said to himself switching back to his feet. "This should shut them up." Dick then jumped ten feet in the air and did a triple back-flip. He landed back on the wire with ease.
The audience began to scream and shout. "Get him out of here." "He's got no talent." "How did this freak get this job?"
Dick's frustration then turned to anger. "What's wrong with you people? What I just did was almost superhuman?" Dick shouted back.
The people continued to boo and throw popcorn at him.
"Sorry kid," said a voice. Dick looked at the other platform to see a burned man in a stripped sweater holding an ax. "But it looks like they want me to give you the ax. With that the man cut the high wire with the ax and Dick began to fall. As dick was falling he noticed that his safety net has been replaced with a bed of spikes. He would surely be impaled.
Then Dick realized he had his grapple gun that he uses when his Robin. Dick quickly shot the hook to his platform, without a second to spare. The gun then reeled Robin back up to the platform.
After crawling back on the platform Dick realized he was no longer in his leotard, but his Robin costume. He also noticed that instead of being in a circus tent, he was in a boiler room with an ominous red glow. He had no where to go.
"Hahahahahaha!" laughed an unseen voice that echoed throughout the room. "Nice costume you got there. Robin quickly realized what was happening.
"You're him aren't you? This is all a dream. You're Kruger, you killed my friend, and I'll see that you pay for it." Robin called out.
"Well do your worst. But you should know that I make the rules here." Called Freddy's voice.
"Why don't you show yourself, so we can settle this face to face?" Just then Robin felt a breath on the back of his neck. He turned around and threw a punch at Freddy. Freddy was able to easily avoid it. Robin followed that up with a series of kicks and punches that Freddy also dodged easily.
"Come on bird boy hit me!" Freddy shouted. Robin growled as he tried several more times to land a blow, but to no avail. Robin stopped to catch his breath.
"Aw cheer up little birdy," Freddy said. You're putting up more of a fight then Ted. Robin cracked his knuckles and re-took his fighting stance. "He cried for mercy, he said he would even help me kill you. Hahahaha." Laughed Freddy.
"Shut up!" Robin shouted as he rushed Kruger. Then in a blink of an eye Freddy vanished, leaving Robin to punch a brick wall.
"Gah!" Robin said as he nursed his hand. Then Robin heard the sound of knives scraping against a metal pipe. Robin turned around to see Freddy scratching his claw on the plumbing in the room. Freddy began to snicker. Robin quickly reached into his utility belt and threw a bird-a-rang a Kruger. Freddy deflected it with his claw.
"Is that all you got?" asked Freddy. Freddy then flicked his wrist and Robin went flying across the room landed with his back against the wall unable to move. Robin desperately tried to get away from the wall, but it was like he was magnetized. Robin then saw Freddy walking toward him licking the knife on his index finger.
"Well," Freddy said, "It's been fun. Ahahahahahaha!" Freddy then stabbed Robin in the stomach with his claw.
Alfred decided to check in with Master Grayson. Master Wayne had ordered him to check in on Dick every few minutes, Alfred didn't know why. But Alfred wasn't one to complain. He made his way up the stairs and opened Dick's door. Inside he found Dick thrashing around.
"Master Grayson." Alfred said in an attempt to wake Dick up. Alfred took a few steps closer to see blood gushing form Dick's stomach.
"Master Grayson!" Alfred cried as he shook Dick violently. This woke Dick up but to Alfred's surprise another person appeared in the room. Standing over Dick with a bloody glove was Freddy Kruger. Freddy was surprised at first, but then turned his attention toward Alfred.
"Now you die old man." Freddy said. Alfred quickly picked up an umbrella and held it out in an attempt to stop Freddy. But Freddy cut though the umbrella with one swing. Alfred looked at the broken umbrella in shock. Then with another swing
Freddy made a gash in Alfred's arm.
Alfred darted out of the room and ran for the intercom, into it he called. "Master Bruce, we have an intruder." The Freddy jumped in and destroyed the intercom with his claw.
"No one can save you now." He said. Alfred began looking for a place to run. He could run downstairs, or under the skylight there was an old grandfather clock, which served as an entrance to the Bat-cave. Alfred sprinted at the clock, with Freddy right behind. Alfred made it under the skylight and knew Freddy would get him. But just then Freddy fell face first to the ground.
Alfred turned around to see a black bungee cord wrapped around Freddy's feet. The cord ran up through the skylight. In a flash Freddy was pulled up onto the roof of the mansion. Freddy looked around and saw a man in a bat suit standing over him.
"Who the hell are you?" asked Freddy in bewilderment.
"I'm Batman" said the man.
I will put the rest up later.