Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ FingerKnives ❯ "You Speak of Freddy, Yusuke" ( Chapter 1 )

FingerKnives

Inspired by the Nightmare on Elm Street Series

I do not own YuYu Hakusho. Never have and I probably never will. Crap, I can't even win the lottery. How will I get YuYu??? I don't own Freddy Krueger either or the jump-rope song

'Thoughts'

"Speaking"

Prologue.

Long ago, in the world of the Makai, thrived a bloodthirsty demon, unlike any other. He was a murderous man, killing the innocence of his world, the children. Using his metallic body as a weapon, he could grow knives out of the tips of his right four fingers and slash the flesh off of the poor demon's backs. Even the legendary Rando feared this mad beast.

Then, after years of research and work, this demon created a porthole that could lead to the other worlds. By using the porthole, he found a way to the Ningenkai, the human world. There he was the most wanted man alive after all of the deaths of children. But everyone was scared because they didn't know who he was, but it was worse when the police caught him. The police force and judge were famous, but a little mistake let him free. So then, after he was released, a bunch of parents went to search for him. They found the guy in an abandoned factory. So, using gasoline, they surrounded the place and set it fire. After the place was burned to a rubble, no body was found. Some say he died. But some, some that has enough sense in them thinks he's still out there, getting ready to strike again. The others said that they were crazy and they eventually forgat about it, since it has been fourteen years since...

Chappie one: You Talk of Freddy, Yusuke...

" AARRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

Yusuke Urameshi sat up in his bed, drenched in cold sweat and breathing hard. He looked frantically around his room and then relaxed as he let his body drop back down on his bed.

" Phew..." he said aloud to himself, " it was all just a bad dream. Just... a bad dream.."

Yusuke yawned as he forced himself up and into the bathroom, staring at his reflection in the mirror. Gods he looked tired. His hair was scraggly and fell over his eyes halfway. Deep brown eyes stared back at him, cold and tired, with shadows underneath them. He could barely keep them open. They felt as if he were carrying a pound of lead on each eyelid. ' Dammit...' he thought, ' I might be able to get some sleep if it weren't for these damn nightmares...'

Yusuke shuddered as he remembered the nightmare. It reminded him of a jump-rope song that these girls in junior high would chant while they jumped. There was a man in there. A horribly burned man with a red and green sweater, looking as if it hadn't been washed for quite some time. And he had a hat, a dirty brown one, that shadowed his eyes in the darkness. But the most horrifying part about this... man was his hands... his-his fingers. Instead of fingernails, the man had sharp, curved blades jutting out of the right hand's fingers, that looked like he could slice and dice a man any moment.

He groaned as he fell back onto his bed. He stared at the ceiling as he started chanting to himself the jump-rope song. ( I changed it slightly.)

" One. Two. He's comin' for you. Three. Four. Better lock your door... five. Six. Grab your crucifix. Seven. Eight. We're gonna stay up late..... Nine.... Ten... Never sleep.... again......"

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Yusuke slowly opened his eyes, expecting to be blinded by the sun. But it was still dark. He looked around his room and then to his alarm clock. ' What?!' he thought, trying to focus on the alarm clock again. ' I've only been asleep three minutes?!' He got out of bed and went to the bathroom again and screamed. Instead of his own reflection staring out at him, it was a man. A man with a horribly scared face, a hat, and a dirty green and red sweater...

The man cackled evilly as he reached out of the mirror with his left hand and grabbed Yusuke by the scruff of his neck, lifting him up. He struggled to get down, clawing at the burned hand that held him.

" Yu-suke..." the man chanted, wagging one of his fingerknives at him, " You have been a naughty little boy lately.." He then laughed as he took his right middle finger and sliced the skin of Yusuke's left arm. The high-school clenched his teeth in pain. The man grinned at Yusuke as he licked the crimson blood off of his finger blade, making Yusuke grimace as he squeezed his upper arm, feeling blood oozing through his fingers.

" Please... please stop..." Yusuke murmured as the scared man laughed at him, as if he were playing with an over- sized doll, poking and prodding like he was nothing... Yusuke screamed....

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" Yusuke...."

" No!"

" Yusuke!"

Yusuke squinted to see who was saying his name. Sunlight blinded him for a moment before he could focus in on the figure bent over him.

" What the... B- Botan?" he looked around, " Where am I?"

The blue-haired girl with light purple eyes smiled softly, " You're in your room, silly."

Yusuke blinked twice, thinking hard. ( O.o) " Dammit... I must of had another nightmare again."

" A nightmare? You were screaming pretty intensely, Yusuke. And dreams don't do this..." she said sternly, grabbing Yusuke's left arm. His eyes grew wide. A deep gash penetrated the skin, blood slowly pulsing down his arm...

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Dun Dun Dunnnnnnnnnnnnn

Yusuke: No fair. That was an evil cliffie.

Me: Do you really think I'd end it there? Here is some more.

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" Hahahaha!!! Baby Urameshi got scared by a dream?"

" Shut up, Kuwabara."

" Did you cwy?"

" I said shut up."

" Li....oww!! What was that for?"

Yusuke scowled at the taller blue uniformed high-schooler as he rubbed his head. " You know perfectly well what that was for. I said to shut up."

" Ba-bastard..." Kuwabara hissed as he cracked his knuckles. A hand then flew in front of Kuwabara, preventing him from going anywhere.

" Please Kuwabara. Yusuke has had a rough night."

" But Kurama! He got scared over a stupid dream."

" You do not pay attention well, do you? When he woke up his left arm was cut badly."

Kuwabara turned his attention from the red haired demon to Yusuke. He was a little pale. He gulped as he saw Yusuke's left forearm bandaged, with a crimson tint to one side.

" Sheesh... that is bad. Sorry Kurama."

" Say it to Yusuke's face you moron," the other demon, Hiei, snapped as he leaned against the brick wall surrounding the park, " Not to Kurama."

" I couldn't have said it better myself," Kurama agreed.

" Hn," Hiei snorted looking over to where Yusuke was sitting, on top of the brick wall about ten feet down from them. There was a pause before Kurama spoke up.

" I think we should ask him what his dream was about." The other two agreed and silently strode over to Yusuke. He looked up with his baggy eyes.

" 'Sup guys?"

" Yusuke," Kurama started, " We were wondering what you're dream was about."

Yusuke looked thoughtful for a moment. ( Yusuke? Thoughtful?O.o) " Let's see... there was this creepy guy in it that was after me. He grabbed me through the mirror. He had a red and green sweater on and a dirty brown hat... and he had these... fingernails..."

Kuwabara's eyes widened, " Really? That reminds me of a dream I had. Except the guy had fingerKNIVES instead." The two boys looked at each other in utter astonishment. Out of the corner of Yusuke's eye he saw Hiei shudder.

" What's the matter, Hiei?"

Hiei smiled coldly, " Strange. Strange how you know these things."

" Huh?"

" It is strange because you speak of Freddy, Yusuke."

" Who's Freddy?"

" You need not to worry about Freddy. It is just coincidence that you two idiots dreamt of him. Long ago, he was a child killer in the Makai, then was transported to the human world. A mob of adults set fire to him. He's dead now."

The two high-schoolers blinked. ( Think Homer Simpson when he's clueless.) Only the sound of the little kids playing filled the air around them.

" But he can't be dead," Yusuke said, " he scratched my arm in my dream with his fingerknife and now I've got the scar to prove that I'm not crazy."

" Yeah!" Kuwabara agreed, " Me two!"

" You never have any proof to prove to people you aren't crazy..."

" WHAT?!"

Hiei just stood there and watched the two bicker at each other. Somehow, telling them the truth didn't get the weight of guilt off of his shoulders. Something else was still bothering him... but he couldn't quite put his finger on it...

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End chappie 1! Chappie two: Freddy comes back to Yusuke's house while the other's sleep over. Will it be a dream this time? Or will Yusuke face the reality of... FREDDY!? What guilt does Hiei hold? CAN I GET SOME DAMN PIXIE STIX?!?!?!?!

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