1, 2, Guess Who's Coming For You!

In the cold corner of Room 42 in the Psych Ward of Westin Hills, a lonely girl sat on her bed, covers wrapped around her shivering body. ‘It was always warm there…with him. He actually wanted me…unlike all the liars out here.’ the 18 year old Isabella spoke in her head monotonely.


The only person who she saw was Dr Gwenn Jr. but then again, he was only interested in her past. Just like everyone else. ‘He doesn’t seem to judge me though. Or does he? I don’t know what to think anymore.’


She hadn’t seen anyone in days, she would nibble on the meals the staff brought her but they just slid a metal tray through a slot in the door. Christmas had just passed and New Year’s was about to come around the corner. The fact that no one from her family came to see if she was even alive didn’t seem to register with her.


Why should it? Isabella has been institutionalized for about a year now in this place. Even when she was in other places being tested on, not one relative visited. So, this didn’t really matter to her. The only person she wanted to see was now dead…again.


Her legs were tucked together, against her chest and her head on her knees. Her posture made her long hair drape her whole body down to her calves. “Another dreamless night…” she thought out loud hoarsely, turning her head and looking ou the one window she had in her room.


Snowflakes were dancing across the breeze before elegantly falling to the floor, the purest sight one could behold in Isabella’s mind. ‘That night…when I finally found the courage to help Freddy…it was a lot like this too…’


*Flashback*
All Isabella could think of was her dreams. Who was Freddy Krueger? There was still that feeling of familiarity still lingered as well. Thankfully, her parents were off getting drunk at a friend’s house.


She hopped in the shower, getting ready for bed the got dressed and locked all the doors and windows. One can never be to safe. Especially when you’re a 14-15 year old girl home alone.


After making sure no one could break into her home, Isabella settled down in bed, hoping to see that burned man again to help make sense of the situation.


The demon known as Freddy Krueger waited for the girl to show up. He had been picking through her brain, looking for potential victims and of course, something to use to his advantage and get the naïve teen on his side. A nasty grin spread across his burned lips.


That grin grew as he felt Isabella enter his world. “Let the fun begin…” he chuckled in a very low, hoarse voice.


He found her rather easily, hardly anyone else entered his realm long enough for him to track them down. So, why not give a portion of his power to someone who has potential? His own little Pinocchio to serve his every whim.


‘A little molding and she’ll be the perfect puppet. Under my control.’


He found the girl standing by the boiler, taking in the warmth of the giant metal tin can.


So far, Freddy had her right where he wanted her. Dropping hints to the trouble in her life, saying how they were once friends. The latter was true however.


When he worked at the Badham Preschool, Izzy was one of the children he shared his love with. While he felt a connection with Nancy, he also felt something for Isabella, like a kindred spirit.


Like Nancy, Izzy separated herself from the group and Fred would take that chance to talk to the sullen girl. She was pretty timid and very antisocial for one so young. Nancy would at least join in the games.


Isabella did cling to Fred, mostly acting as his shadow and helping him work to the best of her ability.


He knew her parents didn’t really care about her. ‘Now, she’ll have a purpose.’


Focusing his sights on the teenager, he sent a portion of his power to her, the same thing he’s been doing the last few nights. Now the fun could start. The little puppet just needs a push in the right direction.


Isabella could just feel like she was being watched and she had a pretty good idea on who was watching her. “Are you there, Freddy?” she asked, making sure to hide her nervousness.


Smoke began surrounding her and a silhouette started moving closer to her. As the smoke cleared, her dream stalker made himself visible. “I’m flattered you remembered my name, Izzy.” he grinned at her, his cold blue eyes narrowing.


“I’ve been thinking, you want me to help you, saying I’ll be helping myself in the process…but, what exactly will I do?” she asked, an eyebrow tilted upwards in confusion.


Freddy moved forward and put his bladed hand around her shoulder and noticed that she was scared of his weapon of choice. “Well, I’ve noticed how certain people treat you. And I don’t approve of it one bit. So, you just bring those people to me, and I’ll…straighten them out.”


“So, I just bring people to you and they won’t be mean to me anymore?” she asked, thinking the situation through.


“No one will harass you again. I’ll see to it, Izzy.” Freddy told her, driving the point home.


Isabella stopped moving with him, “So, how do I bring people to you?” Freddy knew she was now moving his plan forward. He hid his dark delight under a somewhat kind mask, he had to play this carefully.


He turned and placed both hands on her shoulders, “All you have to do is close your eyes and think about the person you want me to handle.” he explained.


When Isabella closed her eyes to concentrate, Freddy grinned such an evil grin, the Grinch would flee in terror. In no time, Freddy felt two teenagers, a boy and a girl enter his realm not too far away.


“You just wait here cupcake, I’ll go take care of those kids.” he told her, vanishing before she opened her eyes.

The boiler was now a hellish maze that only his victims could see. His victims were Robert Michaels and Shelly Winters. Robert was pretty much your stereotypical high school bully, with brown hair and blue eyes.


And Shelly was his on-again-off-again girlfriend and Head cheerleader who thought she was better then everybody else. Her hair was always straightened and blond as can be with bright blue eyes.


“Where are we, Robby?” Shelly asked, impatient yet scared, running to her ‘strong’ boyfriend’s arms.


“I dunno. But don’t worry babe, I’ll protect ya.” he told her, overconfident as always, his eyes surveying the area.


All they saw were twisted, melted and maimed versions of their parents and friends. Each one melted to the wall. It was so lifelike to them. Their pleas of help and cries of pain. Flesh bubbled as the heat grew. Shelly hid her face in Robby’s chest, believing that what she was seeing was not happening.


As the teens just tried finding sanctuary in each others’ arms, Freddy watched on with twisted glee in his eyes. His eyes glanced at a long pipe that was steaming off to his right. Smiling like a giddy child, he set his blades on the pipe and drug them down the rusty metal, causing the two teens to jump, the girl crying out.

“Who the hell’s there?!” Robert called out, putting on his tough guy act.


Unbeknownst to Freddy, Isabella had followed, curious as to how this stranger would handle her bully problem. They looked terrified but she couldn’t see what was scaring them. ’I don’t see Freddy either.’ she thought, looking around the large empty room.


She then noticed Freddy sneak up behind Robby, finger knives twitching. She couldn’t stop what happened next…Freddy reached his target without drawing any attention to his whereabouts and stabbed the blades through Robby’s back, shattering the backs of his ribs and piercing both lungs and his heart.


Robert screamed in sheer pain and Shelly jumped away, anguish and terror painted on her face as she screamed for the man she loved. “Oh God!!! Robert!!!”


Terrified at the turn of events, Isabella managed to throw Shelly out of the dream world. Feeling happy she was able to save at least Shelly, Isabella felt relieved.


But, that relief soon turned into fear when she saw the look on Freddy’s face. She gulped and felt her blood freeze as his deathly gaze turned on her. Pure rage was in those eyes.


She got up and darted off in the opposite direction, just trying to get away from this man who now had his sights on her. Looking back to see if he was following her, Isabella tripped down a flight of stairs, crashing onto the catwalk below her.


Looking around swiftly, the brunette saw no sign of the killer. Getting up and dusting herself off, she turned around to come face to face with Freddy. She jumped and yelped right when she saw him. “Why did you follow me?” Freddy asked, managing to control his anger.


“Please don’t hurt me! I was just curious. I didn’t know how you’d make them stop picking on me!” she cried out, cringing as the burnt man grabbed both her shoulders roughly. How could someone so small be so intimidating as he was?!


“What made you stop me. They’d both leave you alone if you hadn’t gotten in the way.” his voice was calming down little by little as he was already formulating a new plan.


“I didn’t want you to really hurt them though…maybe just scare them a bit…” she whimpered.


Freddy was about to snap but then he got an idea. ‘Use the fear against them. I’ll make it seem like Izzy is controlling the situation for now. Keep her trust in me. Their fear should give me some power and I can use her to find Nancy and her little boyfriend.’


Taking a deep breath, Freddy took Isabella into his arms. “Shh, its alright, Izzy. Maybe scaring them will be enough. Just keep bringing the mean people here and I’ll scare some sense into them. Deal?” he asked in a shockingly soothing voice.


“You won’t kill anymore?” she asked, barely looking up at him, scared of what she saw not too long ago. His skin seemed morphed…he truly was a demon.


“Promise.” he told her.

*End flashback*


Isabella was brought back from her reflection by a harsh knock on her door. “Ya got a visitor!” an orderly shouted and opened the door.


Uncovering herself, Isabella looked to the door and saw her paternal grandfather, Charlie for the first time in a year and a half. The bald man had a medium sized bag with him and made his way to sit beside his only grandchild. The elder Paxton put a hand on the younger’s shoulder, looking into her sad eyes.


Ever since the trials she was put through, if he had taken her into his home, shown that often fabled unconditional, filial love, would things have been different for the young girl? She could be on college right now, with a job and a warm home to return to no matter what.


It broke his heart. He should have acted when she first told him that her parents were beating her. ’Damn my stubbornness!’ he scolded himself.


“Hey, Bella. Sorry I couldn’t get here on Christmas. But, I wanted to visit and bring you something” he told the girl who remained silent.


“My sister, you might not remember her, Rebecca, she made this for you. Good thing too, its colder then Santa’s freezer in here.” he said, handing his granddaughter a parcel with red wrapping paper and a golden bow.


She slowly unwrapped it and found a very soft red blanket now unfurled in her lap. She wrapped the thicker blanket around her body, wanting to feel warmth from something.


“I got you this journal if you want it, figured you’d like the smiley faces, that and the blanket do bright up the room. And, there may be something you just don‘t want to tell those white coats.” he explained, handing her a big journal with several yellow smiley faces.


“Also, when you’re out, I made you a checking account and am putting a bit into it whenever I can. I also moved all of your stuff into the empty guest bedroom. So, you have a home to come to when they let you out.” Charlie told her, noticing the shock in her eyes.


She didn’t have to say anything, her eyes always gave away what she felt. And silent tears weld up in the corners of her eyelids as her grandfather embraced her, showing her affection that she has not known in over two years.

Freddy Fun Fact:
The name Freddy Krueger came from a boy who used to bully Wes Craven when he was a child.

I want to thank my lone reviewer for this story on AFF; CA Fitzgerald! I am so happy you are enjoying this story and can’t wait to see what you have to say for this new chapter! What do you think of my Freddy so far?


And thank you to the people rating, even though its getting lower…I wish all of you a Merry Christmas!!!