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I Won't Tell	By : pmad Category: M through R > Nightmare on Elm Street Views: 12583 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own the Nightmare on Elm Street movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: I do not own NoES or any of the
characters involved�
Summary:� [AU]
I Won�t Tell � �I won�t tell� �and she wouldn't tell. He would make sure of it. Her life would be
controlled by him. However, dark demonic plans await him and there would be major
repercussions for all...
Warnings: This will be a R/NC-17 rated
story in future chapters. It will deal with Incest, Minor, N/C, M/F,
molestation, violence and harsh language. I don�t mean to offend anyone. It is
part one of a trilogy I have planned.

I
Won�t Tell

Chapter One: I Won�t Tell
The sun shone brightly
down upon the backyard of 1428 Elm Street. Birds chirped in the trees, the air
was also filled with the laughter of a child. Little Katherine Krueger. Freddy
Krueger good-naturedly chased his little five-year-old daughter around the
immaculate garden. Her pink dress flowed around her small legs as she ran
passed the rose beds that her mother had worked long hours on keeping in
perfect condition. She giggled as her father gently touched her shoulder as
they played 'tag'.
"Tag. Now you're
it" he chirped and smiled down at his little princess. She turned to him,
giggling. Freddy chuckled and motioned her to him, "Remember what you have
to do now. You go to Daddy��
She nodded with enthusiasm and trotted over, arm stretched out to touch him.
But he moved out of the way, smiling mischievously at her. She laughed again,
and spun around to face him. Loretta smiled to herself. Good he was preoccupied
with Katherine; this was just the perfect chance to see what was in his room.
Sure he wouldn�t know that she had been in, she would carefully make sure that
she closed the door behind her when she was finished.
Loretta glimpsed over her shoulder at her husband and daughter as they
played away in the afternoon sun, and then with a deep breath ventured into the
basement. She didn�t know that her grisly discovery would soon change the
future for herself and her family. Her feet stopped inches from the door that
was slightly ajar. He must have been in there before he made his way out to
play with Katherine. It was strange of him not to lock the door as it was
always locked; maybe it was her lucky day.
With one last cautious look over her shoulder Loretta firmly grasped the
steel handle and eased the door open, allowing an ear splitting creak to echo
in the basement. She swiftly moved into the room and immediately her whole
world came crashing down around her. Upon the walls of the small room where
newspaper snippets of the missing and murdered children, in the in the centre
of the room at the back was a wooden bench that had a navy scrapbook along with
a glass of milk and plate of cookies. Her breathing became more laboured, her
heart beating faster with utter fear as she gazed up at the various bladed
gloves attached to the beams above the shelves. Some of them stained in blood
of his victims. She had to be dreaming, this just wasn�t happening. The
Springwood Slasher was him, was her husband. He was the one out there stalking
them poor children, taking them away to molest and slaughter them like they
were nothing but lambs to be butchered. Loretta stumbled back and fell to her
knees, a choked shriek leaving her lips as tears streamed down her face.
Soft giggles resounded from outside that instantly caught the stricken
woman�s attention. Katherine. She had to get Katherine away from him she had to
protect her. Quickly she scrambled out of the secret room not
understanding how her actions would lead to her untimely demise. Once at the
top of the basement steps that lead to the back yard her eyes landed upon her
small daughter, as she was ready to charge into Fred�s arms. Unexpectedly she
screamed making both of them to turn to face her.

Freddy�s glared at his wife with utter venom, comprehending the fact that the
bitch had been snooping in that room. His room. How many times had he
told her not to go anywhere near it? Too many times and now she had disobeyed
him. She had to pay the consequences and it would be with her life.
Fred calmly walked from Katherine�s side and met his terrified wife half way
across the yard at a huge oak tree. His face held a look of rage as he stopped
before her. She sniffled pleading softly, �Please Fred. I won�t tell�
He sneered in reply, �We need to talk Loretta�
A sob left her lips and with a cool smile Freddy turned his head towards
Katherine and ordered, �Go inside honey� Like a good child would Katherine
merrily skipped into the basement, not knowing what horrific incident would
occur to her mother.
As his child descended into the depths of the basement, Freddy fiercely
clenched Loretta�s shoulders hissing viciously as he shook her, �Didn�t I tell
you not to go in there? Isn�t that right? Isn�t that RIGHT?�
�Please� she cried, �I won�t tell, I swear to you!�
�Do you think I�m a fool, you bitch?� he roared, slapping her face so hard
that she had honestly thought her neck would snap. Her body was trailed across
the lawn to the back of the yard and as she pitifully tried to squirm out of
her husband�s grasp he bestowed her with another hard slap to the side of the
face. �Please�don�t do this. Don�t make Katherine grow up without a mother.
She�ll need me!� she pleaded.
His eyes narrowed as he firmly grabbed her throat, �Need you? Katherine will
only be needing me now�
Little Katherine stood in the doorway of her daddy�s private room mesmerised
and confused at what she was seeing. Bladed and spiked gloves were suspended to
the wooden beams of the room while pictures of children were plastered about
the walls. Why were some of their faces so familiar to her? And why would daddy
make such weird and dangerous gloves like these?
She gasped softly as the faint sound of grunts and moans of agony filtered
down from the garden. What was happening? As soon as this thought entered her
young mind Katherine found herself walking towards the stairs that lead out to
the garden. At the top step she felt tears brimming in her eyes as the scene
before her was horrendous. Her loving father was strangling her mother, killing
her right in front of her.
�MOMMY!� the child screamed and scurried forward a few feet, but she froze
as her father threw the limp body of her mother to the ground as though she was
nothing but a piece of unwanted waste.
Freddy spun around to face Katherine, wiping his face as he sauntered over
to her regaining his composure, �Don�t worry baby. Daddy was just giving mommy
her medicine for snooping in daddy�s special work. But you won�t tell, will
you?�
Katherine quickly shook her head, sobbing, �I won�t tell�
Her father grinned, wiping away the tears from her shaking face, �You go
inside. I�ll be in soon,� he instructed.
Gulping Katherine didn�t reply, as her gaze fell upon her mother�s
motionless body. She wanted her to move to get to her feet. She wanted her
mother alive and with her.
Two hand landed on her small shoulders as Freddy ordered again, his voice
dripping with authority, �Katherine. I said go inside. Now�
Sniffling Katherine nodded in reply and trotted away towards the back door
and quickly she was out of view. Freddy sighed, annoyed at how things were
turning out. It wasn�t meant to be like this. Damn that bitch, why did she have
to go prying where she didn�t belong? People would soon be asking questions on
her whereabouts and as for Katherine. That needed to be dealt with quickly and
efficiently. He had to make certain that she didn�t breathe a word of this
afternoon. If she did, then he would be screwed. But first he needed to dispose
of the body.
A short time later in the living room little Katherine was sitting on the
sofa shivering and crying quietly as the image of her father choking her mother
to death flashed through her fragile mind over and over. She had to do
something�she had to tell. But she said she wouldn�t, however what he did was
wrong. Then she would be taken away from him and deep down she didn�t want to
be separated from him. She loved him, truly she did.
Her gaze lifted up from the carpet as Freddy entered the room, after finally
concealing his wife�s body in his room. For there it would remain until the time
was convenient for him to permanently dispose of it.� He rubbed his chin in thought studying his daughter as she gazed
at him, eyes full with trepidation. Would he do the same thing that he did to
her mother to her as well? Kill her?
Freddy took a deep breath and sat at her side in silence for a few seconds,
thinking of how to start this conversation. He glanced at her and gently took
her in his arms, setting her on his lap. �Now Katherine,� he began, �Daddy
wants to talk to you about what happened today�
Katherine gave a small nod and started to ask, �Why�?� but before she could
even finish her question she snapped her mouth shut.
�You want to know why daddy did what he did?� muttered Freddy, concluding
her enquiry for her. She nodded and looked up at him as he answered, �Well, as
you know that I have a special room that nobody is allowed into except for me.
But your mother was�naughty. She disobeyed me and sneaked into my room. That
made me angry and I had to punish her, so she had to be given her medicine for
being disobedient�
Katherine nodded slowly, acknowledging his answer and continued to listen as
he started off again, �But it�s going to be our secret. And you know what
happens when people make a secret?�
�They never tell anyone it,� she whispered.
Freddy smirked, nodding, �Yes princess, that�s right. So, you�re going to
keep daddy�s little secret, aren�t you? Forever?�
�Yes�
�Good� he murmured, hopeful that his plan of twisting her precarious mind to
do what he wished, �And if you do tell, they�ll take you away from me and they
won�t treat you as good as I do. They�ll be bad to you. But I know that you
don�t want to leave daddy, do you?�
�No. I don�t want to leave you,� she sobbed, burying her tear-streamed face
into his chest. He tenderly caressed her hair, whispering in her ear, �Good
girl. You only need me now, Katherine. Only me and no one else�
He heaved a deep sigh and leaned back into the sofa, cradling Katherine in
his grasp. Even though she had promised him she wouldn�t tell on him, he would
keep her off school for a few days and keep her inside. Twist her mind. He
might not have controlled Loretta as well as he would have liked, but as for
Katherine he would succeed and make certain that she wouldn�t tell. And this
would be through total domination.
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