Freddy Krueger vs. Jeff the Killer

## Freddy Krueger vs. Jeff the Killer by cobaltglacier

(Freddy Krueger was created by Wes Craven. Jeff the Killer was created by Sesseur/GameFuelTV. This story has been edited to remove grammar mistakes, plot holes and the like.)

A young woman was running for her life, as she was being chased by a knife wielding young man in a white hoodie, who had a smile carved into the cheeks of his ghostly white, burned face. Screaming in fear, she ran into an empty house in hopes of escaping the infamous Jeff the Killer.

Jeff saw the young woman run inside the house and chased after her in a stalking manner. "You can run but you can't hide." he said, mockingly. The young woman was hiding in the living room, trembling in fear, peeking from her hiding spot to see if Jeff was still following her. But the killer was nowhere in sight. She sighed in relief, thinking that she had finally got away. But when she turned around, she was greeted by Jeff. The woman screamed in terror as Jeff pushed her onto the floor and viciously sank his kitchen knife into her body. She screamed in pain and terror as Jeff repeatedly stabbed her over and over. Her dying screams were replaced with gurgling nonsense as she choked on her own blood. Jeff finally stopped his stabbing, then he reached to the dying young woman's ear and whispered "Go to sleep..." Those were the last words the young woman ever heard, before her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her body went limp.

Jeff was about to leave the house and go home, before the police arrived and carted him off to some nuthouse. Then suddenly an evil laugh came out of nowhere, causing Jeff to look around confused. Turning around, Jeff saw the body of the young woman sitting up, with her back facing him. A deep, male voice came out of the woman's mouth. ""Didn't your mother tell ya it's rude to stab people with a kitchen knife?"

"Why are you not dead? What the fuck are you?" asked Jeff. To his surprise, this "young woman" lifted her head up. As she turned her head towards Jeff, a sick cracking noise echoed throughout the living room as the neck bone of the "young woman" snapped. Her eyes glowed blood red and were staring right at Jeff's eyes, never blinking. The woman's body laughed, seeing Jeff staring back at her in disbelief. Jeff pushed the body off of his kitchen knife before moving away from it. Hellfire surrounded her body as she turned into her possessor: the bastard son of a hundred maniacs himself, Freddy Krueger. "I want to see what you're afraid off, Jeffery Woods." said Freddy.

Jeff glared at the dream demon, gripping his knife tightly. "Who the fuck are you and how do you know my name?!" Freddy pointed his one of his claws at Jeff. "Hey! Watch your tongue kid or I'll have it!" Then he chuckled, as Jeff's tongue in his hand appeared in his hand. Confused, Jeff checked to see if he had his tongue cut from his mouth by. He tried to lick his teeth, but he couldn't feel his tongue at all. His tongue really was gone! He looked at Freddy in shock, seeing his tongue wriggling in the Springwood Slasher's hand. Well, until it was suddenly gone.

Freddy chuckled as he watched Jeff felt his tongue with his fingers to see if it was back in place, which it is. Jeff glared at the dream demon. "How did you do that?" Freddy only laughed before licking his claws. "Welcome to my nightmare." he said. Jeff made the first move, lunging forward with his kitchen knife raised over his head like a crazed mad man. He swung his kitchen knife downward towards Freddy, but the Springwood Slasher jumped back away from the knife as he saw the opening, so he swung his glove at Jeff. Jeff moved his head out of the way in time, but the tips of the metal blades had made their marks across his pale face, leaving him with slash marks across his face. But thanks to his high pain tolerance, Jeff hardly felt it.

Freddy went for another swing, butt Jeff grabbed his wrist, preventing the metal blades from reaching him. He took the advantage by stabbing his kitchen knife into Freddy, but the more experienced slasher grabbed Jeff's wrist before the knife could reach him. Both serial killers struggled to push their trademark blades into each other. As Freddy's bladed glove reached for the younger killer, Jeff kicked Freddy in the chest, knocking him back. While Freddy was down, Jeff stabbed him in the face. Wasting no time, Jeff repeatedly stabbed Freddy's face, leaving him with many bleeding stab wounds. Jeff continued stabbing him until his face has become a mess of blood and gore. Jeff stood up and admired his work, finally killing the bastard son of a hundred maniacs... or so he thought.

"Should've stayed asleep you bastard!" Jeff said, glaring at the corpse of Freddy.

"Hehehehehe. That all you got kiddo?"

Startled, Jeffery Woods quickly looked around the room in search for the voice. Then he noticed that the body of the dream demon was gone. Once again, the voice spoke, sounded like it is everywhere and nowhere are the same time. "I see... So, you've been bullied before, huh kid?" Then suddenly, the landscape changed. Jeff was no longer in some random woman's simple living room, but now in a schoolyard with trees around the area. "What the fuck...?" said Jeff as he looked around his surroundings, taking in the sudden change of scenery. The sounds of multiple footsteps and crushing autumn leaves caught his attention.

As soon as he turned around, three silhouettes appeared from the trees, guns trained on Jeffery. Caught off guard, the pale faced killer was taking fire. He was now sporting bullet wounds on his arm, leg and chest. An ambush attack like this would have ended a life of any human being, even a monster like Jeff. But this wasn't reality. Jeff had finally realized that he was in a dream. Shrugging off the bullet wounds, Jeff rushed towards the silhouettes with speed beyond human, easily avoiding the bullets firing at him. Jeff swung his kitchen knife and swiftly slashed two of his foes' throats. With them choking in their own blood, Jeff then went for the last silhouette and swiftly stabbed him right between the eyes. Removing his knife from the skull of his fallen foe, the young serial killer heard clapping behind him.

Jeff turned around and saw Freddy, clapping in a mocking manner. "Not bad kid, not bad." Freddy said, mockingly. "Haven't seen many people face and defeat their fears in a while. Although I must say, kids with guns? Seriously? Must have been traumatic for you, kiddo. If only your dear old dad hadn't gotten a new job that forced you to move here, then maybe you wouldn't look like you are now." Rage began to fill within Jeff as he glanced back at the fallen silhouette. He recognized the body. It was Randy, the leader of the kids who had been bullying him before he became a killer. In rage, Jeff rushed towards Freddy, wanting to tear his guts out. He leapt into the air, preparing to plunge his kitchen knife into the Springwood Slasher.

"Ah, ah, ah." Freddy said before waving his clawed finger, freezing Jeff in midair. "The game's just beginning!" With the flick of his finger, Freddy sent his foe flying across the schoolyard, smashing through the wall, as Jeff rolled to a stop in the middle of a dark, empty street. Jeff got up to his feet, ignoring the pain before looking at his surroundings. The scenery had changed, but this time it is something that Jeff recognized. He was now standing in a room where he had once murdered his parents and mutilated his older brother Liu. Jeff's home... what was left of it. Jeff spotted his attacker, just sitting down on the coach behind the coffee table. This was despite the two corpses laying in the middle of the living room. Freddy grabbed the coffee mug from the table, taking a sip before throwing it at the wall. Upon impact, the mug shattered into pieces. "So, tell me kid, do you remember what happened here? Do these corpses bother you? After all they were your own parents... that you killed for no reason at all."

Jeff turned his gaze on the floor next to the couch Freddy was sitting on, where the two corpses of his parents laid. "Oh, and have I forgot to mention your dear brother? The one who had been your best friend for years... shame that you sliced him up and drove him insane after he returned home from juvey." After Freddy spoke, Jeff turned and looked at his unconscious brother, who had knife wounds all over his face. Freddy laughed as he gazed at his opponent's blank face. "What's wrong? Can't stand the sight of your dear bro- Oof!"

A powerful punch to Freddy's jaw has send him reeling back and off the couch, but he blocked Jeff's punch and sent him flying through the wall and into the kitchen with a powerful kick. Jeff hit his back hard against the kitchen oven, causing the gas pipe behind it to leak. As Freddy heard the hissing sound, a lit match materialized in his hand, and he tossed it towards the gas pipe.

*KA-BOOM!*

Within seconds, the kitchen was engulfed in flames with Jeff in it. Rubbing his jaw, the demon stared into the burning kitchen, a grin appearing on his face as he listened for the screams of his foe.... But there weren't any.

As the fire spread from the kitchen into the living room, Freddy's grin faded as Jeff leapt from the kitchen, his body in flames, and tackled the Dream Demon to the window. With the two serial killers out of the house, they rolled onto the streets before stopping with Jeff on top. Raising his fist, the younger killer began punching Freddy's face repeatedly while ignoring the flames burning his hoody. After breaking Freddy's jaw, Jeff then used his knife, stabbing his enemy over and over again.

"Why! Don't! You! Go! To! Sleep!?" Jeff screamed in rage, stabbing Freddy. It wasn't long before he went limp again while the flames on Jeff's clothes started dying off. Jeffery didn't expect for Freddy to lift his head up to look at him. Scowling, Freddy spoke, even with a broken jaw.

"Sleep? Ha! We're not done playing games yet, kid!"

Teleporting away, Jeff now found himself in a forest. But not just any forest. It was the same forest where he once fought Slender Man.

Jeff knew that he wasn't alone. A tall, faceless man in a business suit stood in front of Jeff the Killer. Black tentacles emerged from the tall man as he made his approach. A laugh brought Jeff's attention towards the tree branch above him. Freddy Krueger waved his gloved hand at Jeff the Killer. "Alright kid, how about this? Scared of a tall faceless, bald headed, bastard, are you? Or maybe his tentacles are the things that frightens you? How pathetic!" Freddy began laughing at all the things that he found while digging through Jeff's mind. However, he stopped his laughter after hearing liquid and meaty chunks spill onto the floor.

Freddy looked down with a confused look on his face. He saw Slender Man slumped over dead, with his tentacles cut from his body. To Krueger's shock, Jeff stood tall with his kitchen knife coated in black blood. "Did you really think I'm scared of Slender Man? Ha! I'm not afraid of anyone! Besides, this wasn't even the real Slender Man. And I don't regret killing my family! In fact, I enjoyed killing th-!" Right before he was about to finish speaking, a glove with sharp blades collided with him right into his shoulder, sending him across the ground. Growling in anger, Jeff quickly got up only to see tentacles and the body of Slender Man. Freddy laughed as he uses his powers to send pieces of Slender Man flying at Jeff. Jeff barely dodged the corpse of Slender Man before swiftly slashing the tentacles that came his way, but Freddy used his telekinesis to send thick broken tree barks at the killer. But no matter how many things Freddy threw, Jeff managed to avoid them all before he tackled Freddy, pinning him down. Jeff glared into the demon's eyes.

"Alright, you degenerate freak! Play time's over and I know I'm dreaming! So, it's about time I WAKE UP!!!"

Freddy suddenly felt a rush as he was pulled into the real world. He and Jeff seemed to be in a forest. Feeling his dream powers slip away, the Springwood Slasher felt himself getting sent across the ground by a kick, hitting him back first against a tree. Grunting in pain, Freddy propped himself up to his feet to watch Jeff walking towards him with his kitchen knife in his hand. Suddenly, Jeff kneeled, seeing droplets of his blood falling from his face as his hoodie is drenched in his blood. Grinning, Freddy wiped the dust off of himself. It seems that Jeff had taken a lot of damage in the dream world and its effect has been carried over, regardless of Jeff's high pain tolerance.

Looking around his surroundings, Freddy noticed a table with several items. Seems like Jeff had been using the woods as a hideout. But several of the items were weapons, which caught Freddy's attention. Grinning, Krueger walked over to take his pick, ignoring Jeff. "Hmm... what do I want?... what do I want?" Freddy said, choosing the weapons laying near the camp site. Going over the selection, Freddy picked up the axe. Walking over to the kneeling Jeff, Freddy raised the axe over to soon be dead killer's head.

"Bye, bye, emo fuck."

But Jeff somehow managed to roll out of harms' away as the axe came down onto the ground. Growling in annoyance, Freddy tried to rip the axe out of the ground, but he wasn't strong enough to do so now that he was in the real world. "Oh, give me a break- Oof!" Jeff kicked Freddy hard enough to knock him onto the ground, then he stabbed the dull end of the axe into Freddy's chest, pinning him down. Coughing, Freddy saw Jeff just in time as he raised his blood coated axe above his head in an attempt to finally finish the demon off. With little time remaining, Freddy swung his gloved hand at Jeff's hand, slicing off the blade of the axe. The axe handle, along with 3 of his fingers, fell from Jeff's hand before he could kill Freddy.

Jeff screamed in agony as blood squirted from the little stumps of his fingers. As Jeff picked up his trusty knife in his other hand, Freddy brought his legs up and kicked upwards with all his might, sending the young maniac not only off of Freddy but sending him flying near the exit of the forest. Jeff stood up on his feet while Freddy glared at him with pure hatred in his eyes.

"The kiddy gloves are off, Jeffrey. And the claws are out." Freddy said.

Both serial killers rushed towards each over. Jeff didn't care that he only had one good hand, but he didn't care as all he thought of nothing but slaying his foe. Freddy dodged Jeff's attacks and jabbed his claws into the young man's stomach. Ignoring the flesh wound, Jeff head-butted the older slasher, stunning him. As Freddy stumbled back from the attack, Jeff started to furiously swipe at the demon. But despite his carelessness of his own well-being, the intense amount of punishment he took from the dream world was taking its toll as he was losing a lot of blood. His attacks were getting slower, and his vision was starting to blur.

Smirking, Freddy took advantage of his opponent's slowness to get around the attacks. Jabbing and stabbing with his claws, Freddy aimed for Jeff's vital areas. Blood began pouring out of to pour out of the young adult like a fountain. Not stopping even though was badly wounded, Jeff tried slashing at Freddy's throat but made a fatal mistake: he put too much force into one of his swings, throwing himself off balance. This allowed Freddy to easily slash his claws across Jeff's back. The flesh tore open as the rusty metal blades cut through his muscle tissue.

Falling onto one knee while tightly holding his kitchen knife, Jeff gritted his teeth as he turned and glared at Freddy. The bastard son of a hundred maniacs was licking the blood off his claws. Jeff's blurred vision was getting worse as he could barely see Freddy clearly. Regardless, he still tried one last time to stab the nightmare killer. Putting every bit of his strength into his legs, he rushed towards Freddy while raising his knife over his head. Smirking, Freddy easily dodged the attack and countered with an upper cut, sending Jeff flipping backwards before landing on his feet. As he did so, Freddy impaled his claws into Jeff's chest again, breaking his ribs and puncturing his lungs. Then for good measure, Freddy swiped his claws across his foe's face, damaging his skull. He even sliced one of Jeff's eyes in half, which fell out of his eye socket.

If it wasn't for his high pain tolerance, Jeff the Killer would be screaming in agonizing pain right now. But all he was doing was standing and coughing up blood after taking a brutal blow from Freddy. He dropped his kitchen knife. Smirking at his handy work, Freddy picked up the kitchen knife and stabbed Jeff with it, straight into his chest. "Using Springwood as a hideout was your first mistake. Taking a nap here was your second." said the older slasher. Jeff finally fell onto his hands and knees as the knife was lodged into his chest, before Freddy kicked his stomach, knocking him onto his back.

Something caught Freddy's eye. A gas station across the street.

Freddy snickered over his handiwork. Even though Jeff can take a lot of punishment but that didn't stop Freddy from making the crazed teenager bleed a lot. Now with Jeff choking on his own blood, how would Freddy finish this?

Simple...with a BANG!

Freddy smirked an evil grin as he Jeff by the hood with his un-gloved hand, dragging him across the street, leaving trails of blood. As he arrived at the gas station, Freddy dropped Jeff and left him there. He picked up one of the nearby jerry cans and began dumping the flammable liquid all over the gas pumps and a nearby abandoned car. While Freddy was busy, Jeff tried to remove the kitchen knife from his chest, but he didn't have the strength to pull the blade out of him. For the first time in years, Jeff the Killer felt true terror as he could do nothing to prevent whatever Freddy was going to do to him. Freddy threw the empty Jerry can away and picked up another one before walking over to Jeff, who was coughing up blood and trying to speak. But his coughing had gotten worse as Freddy dumped the flammable liquid all over him, making a trail between Jeff and the gas pumps, snickering as he did his work.

Once he was finished, Freddy tossed the can and walked over to Jeff with a lit match in his fingers. Towering over his falling opponent, Freddy crouched to whisper one last message to Jeff Woods.

"Tell' em Freddy sent ya!"

With that, Freddy dropped the lit match onto Jeff and within a split second, the teenage serial killer was once again engulfed in flames, as he had been all those years ago. But nobody was going to save him this time. Jeff screamed as he rolled around in agony and the flames licks his flesh repeatedly. It wasn't long before the flames spread across the ground and onto the gas pumps and the car. Jeff desperately tried to put himself out, but it was too late as his fate was sealed.

# KA-BOOM!!!

Freddy watched from a safe distance, admiring his masterpiece as he started laughing at the gas station explosion. He continued watching his handiwork with only one thing on his mind.

*"Damn, I should've brought marshmallows."*