The slasher sat at the table, drumming his fingers on the cloth whilst he mulled over his thoughts. He'd heard the conversation between the girl and his (Y/n) of course, and he knew she'd would be wondering if he'd go to that stupid festival. He did want to stay around (Y/n), however at the same time his power to remain in the real world was diminishing at a rapid pace. The dream demon was using far too much of the souls to visit (Y/n) - but he couldn't contain himself. He had to see her.

It wasn't his fault some bitch pulled his girl out of the dreamworld and back into reality. That kind of culture shock locked her memories away and caused her to forget about him, which in turn made the evil male seethe with fury. It took a lot to fucking get her there and he'd drag her back if he had to.

Freddy stood up and carelessly threw a couple of dollars down on the table - why would he stick around if (Y/n)'s shift was over? He didn't follow her home for once, not wanting to push his luck as he knew his power was dwindling. Instead he left the restaurant and then materialised back into the realm of dreams, just...planning.

He thought back to the time he had power over her, when he'd held Elliot captive and forced her to subject to his rules. It made him smile as he remembered how he'd corrupted her - how he'd turned her from a fallen angel to a wicked killer. If that fucking whore hadn't snatched her away, (Y/n) would still remember him and nothing would've changed!

The demon growled and swiped his claws against an old machine, ripping some of the metal and leaving some deadly scratch marks. His anger increased when he recalled how she'd saved Elliot too - she really wanted to push his buttons back then. At least he could terrorise the person responsible for her absence. He was bouncing between three victims; the guilty bitch, the restaurant manager and the little sister.

(Y/n)'s nightmare had fuelled him intently, her true fears almost as powerful as her soul. (Y/n)'s soul wasn't like any he'd seen before; it glowed with warmth, changing colours based on her emotion. Gold when happy, teal when sad, crimson when angry and so on. He'd seen it go black before, but that was only when she was by his side, his evil corrupting her inside-out.

The slasher was frustrated at how long this would take - how long until he had her back where she belonged? Patience was never his forte, but this was ridiculous. Ugly emotions bubbled up inside of him; anger, bitterness, jealousy, impatience. His crazed sanity was beginning to crumble again and he was running out of time. This time he felt forced into a corner, the future threatening to hold his princess further away from him.

He felt taunted; tricked. And Freddy Krueger hated to be humiliated. With another growl, he swung his blades against the pipes and made a high-pitched scraping sound - the sound calming him down slightly. He could get her back, he just had to be patient. If he kept leeching off of people's nightmares, he'd eventually regain his true power and that's all he needed. Speak of the devil, here comes one of the sources now~

Freddy twisted the dreamworld into his own personal playground, creating a realm of hell for his first victim; Ariana Miller. He rifled through her darkest fears and tragic memories, grinning as he felt a surge of sadism. Oh how he loved to do this. He watched the dark-haired girl wander through the ghostly streets, clicking his fingers and summoning some crows. She had Ornithophobia - the fear of birds, and Ophidiophobia - the fear of snakes. Fear of snakes huh? The apple doesn't fall far from the tree...or sister in this case.

The killer sent the crows flying towards her with one knifed finger in the air, watching in satisfaction as they swarmed her. She cried out in anguish, hopelessly swatting at them whilst they pecked, scratched and flapped at her viciously. The girl ran as fast as she could, her breathing shaky and her eyes swimming with tears - making Freddy's grin widen. He enjoyed their alarmed expressions; their looks of utter despair.

Minutes passed and then he snapped his fingers; the crows dispersing as he moved onto his second phase. Snake way- Snakes showered down from the silvery clouds, hissing when they hit the floor. It rained blood too, causing the girl to cry hysterically. She stumbled backwards and tripped over a snake, falling onto the blood-stained sidewalk. They slithered all over her, screams and sobs slipping through her mouth.

"Your screams really...snake my day." Freddy cruelly joked, appearing in front of the girl and giving an evil laugh at his own pun.

"Fuck you!" The girl shouted, disgusted as she climbed to her feet and brushed the remaining snakes off of her. She was shivering, creeped out by the previous crows, present snakes and the raining blood.

"Sorry Ari, but that's someone else's job." He responded wickedly. Amusement was radiating from the slasher; this was payback time. He wasn't even going to kill her yet, only wanting to torture her. This was her punishment for taking (Y/n) away. She needed to take her medicine-

"I will beat you. As soon as I find that girl I'll find a way to wipe you from existence - I swear to god." She vowed savagely, her eyes filled with determination.

"God can't help you now. And you'll never find her, because I found her first." Freddy slyly replied and raised his gloved hand in the air as a threat.

"What is it about that girl? Why is she not dead yet?" The girl grew frustrated, trying to gain some information. The slasher took a step towards her, smiling darkly.

"Because she's mine." He murmured psychotically, his green eyes flicking to red as he obsessed over (Y/n).

"W-What-?" The girl was confused, letting out a strangled cough when he grabbed her by the throat and pulled her towards him.

"But you took her away, didn't you? You pulled her out and reset everything! You fucking bitch." Freddy slashed at her shirt, causing blood to spill down her chest.

"She's the girl who was missing...wait a minute...you must've kidnapped her! I'm glad I got her out, you toasted fuck." She retorted fiercely, choking a little due to his tight hold. The dream demon threw her to the ground with a snarl, angered by her words.

"Kidnapped her? No, she belongs to me. It's your fault she doesn't remember me, nor anything else!" He hissed venomously, twitching with rage.

"It's~" He kicked her after every breath; corrupted by his unhealthy possession and anger. "~all~" "~your~" "~fault!"

"I'll...find her. I'll tell her...who you really are...and then...we'll send you back to hell." She faintly threatened, holding her stomach as she tried not to show her pain.

"Good luck with that, whore. She doesn't even know my real identity. And I'll make sure she never ever trusts you." Freddy swore vehemently.

"I think she'd...believe me over...a demon like...like you." She seemed confident and that irritated the dream demon. He bent down and grabbed her chin, forcing her blue eyes to look into his green ones.

"Then why don't you test that? But it'll never happen, my (Y/n) will stay with me and only me." The slasher snapped, shoving her face back towards the ground.

"So her name's (Y/n)... Thanks for the info, fuckface." The girl managed a smirk and that's when Freddy lost his temper; seeing everything with a reddish-tint. He dragged her up by the neck again and repeatedly stabbed her, frustrated by how weak his attacks were becoming. It got to the point where he couldn't even kill her - his power too drained.

"Later ho, I've got better things to do than waste my time with a pathetic little girl like you all night." He threw her to the ground again and she fell through it; waking up in the real world. Bitterness was controlling the killer, making him lash out at random things on the dream street and break everything.

He hated being weak. He wanted his girl back. And nothing was going to get in his way.