"(Y/n)!" Ariana exclaimed in relief, giving you a warm embrace as you hopped into the real realm of dreams.

"What's going on, Ari?" You let her help you up, looking around the giant factory. Ellie was knocked out on the ground, breathing but barely alive. Lucas and Elliot were nowhere to be seen, but you could hear faint yelling someplace else.

"Like I said, Freddy was fighting with Elliot but Lucas got involved and Freddy teleported them somewhere else. I wanted to go help but I can't leave Ellie on her own." Ari bit her lip and casted the unconscious girl a worried look.

"You stay with Ellie." You told Ariana as you followed the voices, leaving her alone. You had to go confront "Ferris" and make sure Lucas and Elliot were alright.

"You just don't fucking give up, do you?!" A voice hissed from around the corner; sounding incredibly frustrated.

"I don't plan on it, no. Not until you leave (Y/n) alone!" Elliot responded roughly, making you hurry your pace. Skidding into the room, you saw Elliot, Lucas and...him. The same burnt man you saw in the dream with Ferris. The same man Lucas's sister had described. The man called Freddy Krueger.

"Well, well, well, speak of the devil. Who do we have here?" The demon drawled out deviously, sending you a sly smile. You knew this was the real Ferris - the green eyes and shady grin gave it all away. Well the clothing didn't exactly disguise him either.

"Y-You!" You gasped; your mind flashing back to the haunting hallucination you had of him.

"You." He mimicked and stuck his tongue out at you mockingly, purposely messing with you now.

"What are you doing here, (Y/n)?" Lucas snapped, shooting you a concerned glance and moving closer to your side.

"I think that's a very good question. Why are you here, sweets? Because last time I recalled you were in a locked room with no way out." Freddy quizzed mischievously; showing no remorse for trying to trap you.

"I'm here so they can get out." You fiercely replied as Elliot flanked your other side.

"So you're offering yourself as a sacrifice? To me? How sweet of you." He cooed evilly.

"No. Not to you." You picked up a broken pipe off the ground, silently deciding to fight.

"Oh, you want to fight me. That's cute, but I don't want to fight you precious-face, I'm here to take out fuckboy 1 and fuckboy 2." The killer grinned.

"You're not taking out anyone. In fact you're not going to hurt anyone ever again!" You shouted vehemently, running at him with the pipe in hand. You slammed it into his stomach, forcing the sharp edge of the pipe to break through the machine behind him; pinning him to it.

"Holy shit." Elliot whispered and Lucas's mouth dropped open. They were speechless as they saw you stab the arrogant demon, stunned by your bravery.

Freddy's eyes widened in shock before a smirk spread across his face, his hands going to the pipe. You watched in horror when he slowly pulled it out, acting like it was a mere scratch. He dropped the pipe onto the floor uncaringly, loving your shaken form. With a wave of his knifed hand, the bloody wound in his chest disappeared - like you'd never even hit him.

"Nice try, princess. But you're gonna have to do better than that to beat me." He purred proudly.

"H-How did you-?"

"I am," Freddy paused, still giving that creepy grin, "-eternal."

"(Y/n), run!" Elliot tried to pull you away but he wasn't quick enough, Freddy seizing you by the throat.

"Let go of her throat, you fucking freak!" Lucas yelled and snatched up the pipe, ready to retry your stab attempt.

"As you wish~" The slasher threw you to the ground, your body receiving a few bruises. Your head rang from hitting the heavy ground, your heart racing due to the few seconds of lost oxygen as you took a deep breath. You tried to run back over to Elliot but you hit a wall-no...you hit glass. Looking around, you saw that you were surrounded by the transparent panels - trapped in a glass case. What the hell...?

Not only that, but your outfit had changed; going from your summer/autumn attire to a little girl's dress. It was a white silk dress, with puffed-up shoulders and a light pink sash, a pair of white flats on your feet. Your hair was tied into small bunches - a bow wrapped around each bunch - and you looked like a small schoolgirl, skipping off to class or something.

Whilst you were taking all this in, Freddy had slashed at Lucas, sending the teen flying to the floor before landing a hit on Elliot. Then the killer sauntered over to you, pleased by your petrified expression.

"Enjoying the show, kitten?" He teased, one hand grasping the corner of the glass case as he smirked again.

"Why are you doing this?! Let me out!" You demanded tearfully, placing your hands against the glass in distress.

"Aren't you a pretty little doll? But everyone knows that dolls must be kept in mint condition." Freddy laughed wickedly, producing a piece of mint candy and popping it in his mouth.

"That wasn't funny! Fuck you!" You spat as you banged on the glass, even kicking it with your foot angrily.

"Aww, you really hurt my feelings with that, baby girl. Not to worry, I won't ever let you out." He had a smug smile etched upon his features as his claws scraped across the side of the glass.

"Maybe you won't, but I will!" Elliot yelled and smacked him in the face with the same pipe you'd stabbed him with. Freddy stumbled, a furious snarl slipping through his mouth afterwards. In the few seconds that Freddy was distracted Elliot did try to get you out, but the pipe only caused minor cracks.

"Elliot behind you!" You cried out, wanting your friend to dodge. However he wasn't quick enough, getting swiped in the face by the demon. Lucas was still recovering - struggling to get off his wounded leg and come help.

"I really fucking hate you, bitch-boy. I think it's time someone put you in your place." Freddy growled venomously, grabbing Elliot's shirt and throwing him against the wall.

"Lucas, do something! He's gonna kill him!" You shrieked in despair; beating on the glass in panic. Lucas groaned and tried once more to push himself up, staggering to his feet dizzily.

"What the fuck are you going to do, Lulu? You can't even stand! Maybe your little sister could help - what was her name? Ah, that's right...Lucy. Too bad she's DEAD." The killer cackled cruelly - holding up a preadolescent girl's head.

"You sick bastard! I'll kill you!" Lucas screamed in rage, half-limping and half-sprinting towards the smug slasher.

"Can't kill me when I'm already dead." Freddy pointed out cleverly.

"Then I'll-I'll send you back to hell! Where you belong!" Lucas viciously roared, trying to land a punch on the demon. Freddy swiftly dodged, catching his arm and twisting it sharply; making the teenage boy howl in pain. Then he kneed Lucas where the sun don't shine before pushing him away - focusing his attention back on Elliot.

"Even if you kill me - the others will still make sure (Y/n) stays out of your grasp." The messy-haired male breathed as he sat up, his side incredibly sore.

"Is that so? Well it looks like I already have her. Too bad for your little group of heroes - Ariana didn't do a good job of leading you, did she?" Freddy taunted back - not responding to Elliot's baiting remark.

"Aww, you might hurt my feelings." Ari entered the room, an innocent smile on her face as she got closer to the battle.

"Now I can kill all the little piggies at once. Excellent." The killer's grin deepened and Ari turned to you.

"Use your power to break out of the glass. Ellie's already out and I'll make sure Lucas and Elliot follow. Hurry!" She firmly commanded. Freddy began lashing out at her, using his powers to launch the huge boiler in her general direction.

"ARI!" You screamed; afraid that she'd gotten squashed under the heavy machinery. Turns out she'd leapt nimbly to the side, already expecting the demon's attack.

"Anytime would be great, (Y/n)!" Ari yelled over the things that got thrown at her, receiving slashes on her arms and legs. Oh yeah, breaking out of your containment. 1, 2, 3- You slammed your palms against the glass and your power aided in your escape; shattering it for you.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me." Freddy was at boiling point, shaking with undiluted hate. Just when he took out one fucking victim, another would join in; to help the others.

[ If there's one thing Freddy was bad at, it was multitasking. He couldn't keep (Y/n) in the glass case and take out the others at the same time. He needed to rethink, because at this rate he wasn't going to win the fight. The slasher was itching to destroy everyone who got on his way, but if he did it now (Y/n) would escape. He had to stay on top of the game, or he'd lose. So with a silent growl he clicked his fingers and woke them all up, deciding to let Jason have some fun- ]