A New Killer Is Born

Chapter 2: Dream

I felt cold. I didn’t realize I was asleep until I opened my eyes and saw nothing but smoke. My eyes grew wide with horror and I quickly sat up. I looked around and noticed that I wasn’t in my bed, at my home, with my dad holding my hand.
Where was my dad, I thought in my head.
I stood up and looked around and saw a bunch of pipes that stretched across the room and saw a cat walk built above my head also.
Where was I?, I thought. Just then, I heard whispers. Someone or something was talking. I cocked my eyebrow and followed the sounds of the voices that led me to the other side of the room. I saw a glimpse of something big and it was sitting in a chair, tied up. I squinted my eyes to see past the smoke and noticed that it was a young girl around my age. She was crying and scared as then on the wall, I saw a shadow of a hand; a hand with very long nails.
The young girl let out a cry and started shouting for her mom. A part of me felt bad and wanted to save her. I couldn’t see where that person was that had the long nails. I didn’t hear anything or see anything besides the girl. I gulped and slowly walked out from my hiding place and quickly rushed over to the girl. She gasped as she saw me.
“Wh-who are you?”, she cried.
I didn’t answer her. Less conversation, more untying. I untied her hands and let the rope fall free from her hands. Next was her feet, but before I could reach her feet, I heard footsteps. Someone was right behind me. Since I was kneeling, I looked down and noticed a pair of brown shoes. Those shoes didn’t belong to my father; they belonged to someone else.
The girl let out a scream and started crying for her mom again as whoever the person was from behind me, let out an evil laugh. I quickly stood up and spun around to see who it was. I backed up a few feet from him and took in his features. The man wore a brown fedora hat, along with what looked like a Christmas sweater and some brown pants. Then I noticed something that made me want to scream. On his right hand had a brown glove with sharp blades used as fingers.
I couldn’t see the man’s face, but something told me that I shouldn’t. Just then, he raised his right hand and brought it down on the girls head. I quickly covered my eyes, knowing that the girl’s life was going to end now. Her screaming didn’t stop, but it did get louder. I removed one of my hands and opened one eye to see the man stroking the girl’s hair with his finger blades.
He looked at her and then he looked at me. Since there was a little light coming in from the fire that blew on the far side of the wall, I could see a smirk growing across the man’s face. He took his hand back and rose.
“Well well well, looky here.”, the man smirked.
His voice scared me as he sounded nothing, but evil.
I took several steps back father and slipped on a wire. I fell on my butt and let out a groan. The man chuckled and before I knew it, he disappeared. My eyes grew wide and I looked around the room to see where he was hiding.
“You need to get of here!”, the girl tied up screamed at me.
I looked at her. “You need help.”, I said as I slowly crawled over towards her. I started to untie the rope from around her feet and as soon as I got the last knot untied, I felt something wet hit me and the girl let out a cry. I looked up to see blades stabbed in the girl’s stomach. I let out a scream and quickly stood up and backed away. Just then, the girl’s body slowly turned into a skeleton and burst into dust. I let out a scream and started running. From behind me, I could hear the man laughing in outage. I felt tears stream down my face and I came to a stop. I looked around for anything that might have been an exit.
“Going somewhere?”, I heard the man whisper in my ear. I jumped as his breath tickled the back of my neck. I spun around and came face to face with the man. This time, I could see his face. I saw how his face was really burnt and it made me feel really uneasy. I backed up away from him and bumped into an pipe. I groaned as my back started to hurt. The man started walking towards me and since I couldn’t back up anyone, I made a mad run for it. I heard the man let out another laugh. I ignored it though and just continued running until I found what looked like an escape. There was an door. I felt my heart pound for joy as I ran for the door, but just then, the door somehow disappeared. I came to a stop and ran my hands over the wall.
“No!”, I yelled in frustration.
“Where you running off to little Ashley?”
I spun around and saw the man running his blade fingers on the wall. I cocked my eyebrow, wondering how he knew my name. How did this man know me, but I didn’t know him? Just then, the man was in front of me. He bent down on his knees so that we were face to face. I pressed my back and head back against the wall so I could be farther away from him. His breath tickled my face as he let out a sigh. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see his blade glove raise and slammed against the wall beside me. I let out a shriek and this caused the man to smirk.
The man and I were starring in each other’s eyes for a long time and before the man went to speak, I saw him being lifted and thrown back at a wall. I looked up to see who was my rescuer and saw that it was no other than my father.
“Dad!”, I yelled happily. I ran over towards him and hugged his legs. My dad looked down at me and patted my head as if saying, ‘Everything is going to be ok’.
“Daddy?”, I heard someone say. This didn’t sound like the man that was going to kill me a few seconds ago. This voice was different and sounded so familiar. I turned around to see who said that and gasped. There standing a few inches away from me was a tall man with what looked like either needles or pins in his head. Not only were those things in his head, but they also covered his whole face. He was scary to look at, but not as scary as the doll that stood next to him. The doll was about my height, and he had orange hair that stood in all kinds of places. He had scars and cuts spread over his face and what freaked me out what that he was holding a knife in his hand. I gulped and tighten my grip around my dad’s legs. My dad must of sense that I was scared as he sat his machete on top of a box and bent down to pick me up. I saw my dad looked at me out of the corner of my eye, but I couldn’t help but stare at the doll. I never seen a doll that looked so…evil. The doll suddenly looked up at me and said, “What are you looking at?”
I gasped and snaked my arms around my dad’s neck. My dad rubbed my back and just then, another voice broke out in the room. Only this voice didn’t sound evil, it sounded sweet. It sounded like a girl. I began to wonder if it was the girl from earlier that that man with the blade glove had killed. Just then, lurking out of the shadows came out a girl. She looked like she was nine of ten and she had ribbons tied in her hair. She looked up at me and gave me a smile.
“Chucky watch it! She’s just a little girl, she doesn’t know any better.”, the girl snapped at the doll. I looked over at the door who I assume was named Chucky, and saw him mutter something under his breath. He rolled his eyes and then walked up a few stairs on the cat walk and sat down at the edge with his legs dangling off.
“Who the hell invited the slut over?”, snapped the man with the blade glove. He rose up from where my dad threw him and marched over towards us. His face was redder than what it really was so I knew he was angry. He looked at the little girl and then he looked at my dad and me.
His face seem too went to his original burnt color. Reason for that was because when he saw my dad holding me, his face went in shock.
“What the hell….”, the man whispered. The burnt man then turned towards the man with the pins in his head and asked, “Ok, why isn’t the mama’s boy killing the brat? If I couldn’t kill her, I thought he would.”
“Nonsense Freddy.”, said the little girl with a smile.
“Freddy.”, said the man with the pins. “You do remember exactly what we discussed last week am I correct? That little girl there is Jason’s daughter.”
The burnt man who I assume was Freddy, looked at me and smirked. “Daughter huh?”
“Freddy.”, the little girl warned.
Freddy looked down at her and rolled his eyes. “Do you really know how much I hate you Esther?”
Just then, my dad had sat me down on my feet and reached over for his machete. He picked it and started walking over towards Freddy. He grabbed Freddy by his collar and lifted him up. My dad raised his machete towards his face and then pointed his machete back at me. I cocked my eyebrow, wondering what my father was doing. Freddy let out a sigh and raised his hands in defense.
“Ok ok, I’ll wake her up.”, Freddy said with a hint of venom.
My dad sat Freddy down and Freddy came over towards me. I quickly got scared and backed up against the wall.
“It’s ok dear child.”, the man with the pins said. “Everything is going to be alright. We just need you to wake up now.”
I cocked my eyebrow wondering what he was talking about. Wake up? I am up. I’m wide awake in fact. What exactly and how exactly am I supposed to wake up? Just then, Freddy grabbed me by my arm roughly, and pulled me towards him. I went to let out a scream until he brought one of his blades to my lips.
“Don’t you dare hurt her Freddy!”, I heard Esther call from behind.
Freddy ignored Esther and continued to stare at me. “I should warn you princess.”, Freddy spat in my face. “This is going to hurt, but hopefully, it will wake you up.”
I gulped at the word hopefully and just then Freddy raised his glove over my head and I knew what he was going to do. I let out a high pitch scream and turned back to look at my dad as he just stood beside the man with the pins and the doll chucky. He had his head down not really paying attention to what was happening to me.
“Daddy!”, I yelled.
I kept screaming for my dad, but he didn’t come to my rescue this time. Before I went to scream again, I felt something slice my back. My head was spinning really fast and my vision was getting blurry. Pain shot throughout my entire body and all I saw now was darkness.