a dream come true

After the Battle

! WARNING! my content may contain swear words and some stupid romantic shit (not exactly smut, but may as well be) later in the series so I suggest not reading if you can't handle stuff like that. Please try to enjoy!*

Jason P.O.V)

It was a while since I fought Freddy, and I'm gonna be honest... I miss him. I miss fighting with  him in the dream world, I miss fighting in the real world, and I just miss seeing him.

I still live at Camp Crystal Lake, or what used to be Camp Crystal Lake. After the explosion and the fire, the place changed. I don't know how to fix anything, so I just have to leave it like this, not that it changed much. The whole place was rotting away beforehand.

I was looking out the window of my lonely cabin, when I dozed off. When I awoke, I was in a strange place. I was at the camp, but it wad still newly built. I saw kids, they were crowded around another kid and laughing at them...

I got a closer look, realizing that this was a dream since they didn't notice me, and that it was me standing in the middle of the group. I was a child still, just moments before I died. I started to have horrible flashbacks and was in the verge of tears...

All of a sudden, everything sort of melted, and it all took form of a kind of boiler room, and I heard laughter echoing throughout the room and realized where I was and what was going on.

I whipped around to see a short figure, 5' 5 at most, wearing a brown fedora, and a green and red striped sweater. He also had a Gardner's glove with knives on all fingers except the thumb, along with I must say, beautiful, gleaming, sea blue eyes.

"Freddy..." I said, my voice low. "Miss me Jay?", I heard the familiar voice tease. For some weird reason, it felt as if I was just back to see a great friend of mine, one that I'd hug and maybe kiss on the forehead.
Freddy saw the expression on my face, "Aww, you miss me that much mama's boy~?" , he teased. "D-don't call me that... and how did you see my face?", I mumbled at him, a questioning tone in my voice.
Freddy being Freddy, he didn't answer, and our of nowhere, chains erupted from the walls and held me firmly there. Then, he just laughed.

After a few moments of hysterical laughter, he finally stopped, and looked at me, a look on his face that seemed to say, 'you're dumber than you look', but also almost seductive. That worried me slightly. Then, dreading what I was thinking, I reached my hands up to feel my mask, only to feel my own deformed face. And Freddy, being the shitty perverted dream demon he is, laughed again, held up my mask as I watched him slice it in half, with tears forming in my eyes.

(Being my first chapter, it's pretty bad. Better than I thought though, so I do hope you enjoy it. If you don't so far, then you shouldn't leave your hate as you leave,  take it with you if you don't mind. I may not publish much and I do apologize, it's just that I have a lot of school work. Again, I apologise. :) )