WHO: Freddy Krueger, Sherry Birkin, and Clark Kent WHAT: Resurrection....again WHEN: Late Saturday Afternoon WHERE: Outside Mystic Falls Hospital STATUS: Complete;Closed RATING: R (Gore, Cannibalism, Fighting, and language)
Freddy was no longer bound to the limits that were set on him since he was freed from his Springwood bounds since he inhabited his daughter in 1999. Since then, he has roamed the dreams of the living through-out the globe. Since the deaths are world wide, they are more dismissed than the killings he committed in Springwood. Even though he did die twice since he was freed, once by his daughter's hands, the other by Jason Voorhees, he was still not bound to Springwood.
Now Freddy seeks new territory, the real world. He sensed that a suitable host body was right for the pickings. He wasn't going to take another living host body like he did with Jesse Welsh. No. This time, he was after something a bit more cooperative, a bit more...dead. Freddy reached out with his powers. "AH alllllmooost there!" He seeped his evil spirit into the body of a dead zombie. The zombie started to shake and twitch. "Alll mooooost there!!" The body started to burn and change shape and form. The body burned the body bag and it was now a piece of buring meat on a slab. The body was now having the appearence of a burned man, but then clothes and boots burned on him as well as a glove with blades on it's right hand. Which would follow by a fedora materializing from fire ontop of his head. "One...Two..." He scratched the blades on the side of the metal table."...Freddy's back to KILL ALL OF YOU!"
He got up and he tilted his head. "Odd, I am suddenly hungry." A doctor entered the morgue. Freddy looked at him and smirked as he lunged towards him, tackling him. He stabbbed him with his claws. He started to take in his soul, but he was hungry for more. Freddy tilted his head and he bit through his skull and dug out his brains. Devouring his brians. Freddy licked his burned lips. He got up and kinda looked aa bit weirded out for a few seconds. Then he laughed. "Heheheheheh HAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA! That was fucking delish! Just like chicken." He then jumped out of the window and he landed on his feet. He licked his lips and used his non-gloved fingers to rub the blood from his lips and chin and sucked the blood that was caked on his fingers. Freddy was not just hungry for souls, but he was also hungry for something more....human flesh.