Disclaimer: I don't own any of the original Scooby-Doo characters, or any of the characters from A Nightmare on Elm Street. Any new characters are invented by me.

PROLOGUE:

One, two, Freddy's coming for you. In life, Fred Krueger was a child killer, and molester. As soon as the parents got wind of this, they decided to make him pay. They trapped him and burned him alive. Freddy, now appears in the nightmares of teenagers, killing them in their sleep. Wielding a glove with knives attached to the fingers, Krueger's now burned face is a visage of fear to anyone who dares to fall asleep….

Theme Song:

Scooby-Dooby-Doo

Where are you?

We got some work to do now

Scooby-Dooby-Doo

Where are you?

We need some help from you now

Come on, Scooby-Doo

I see you

Pretending you got a sliver

You're not foolin' me

'Cause I can see

The way you shake and shiver

You know we got a mystery to solve

So, Scooby-Doo get ready for your act

Don't hold back

And Scooby-Doo if you come through,

You're gonna have yourself a Scooby Snack

That's a fact

Scooby-Dooby-Doo

Here are you

You're ready and you're willin'

If we can count on you

Scooby-Doo

I know we'll catch that villain!

In an extremely hot boiler room, young blonde haired, blue eyed girl, Carly walked through, wearing only her nightgown. She didn't know how, nor care how she had gotten there, she just knew she wanted to leave. This place was starting to scare her, but every where she looked, she could not find an exit.

The weird thing about this boiler room was, it looked more like some type of hell to Carly. The fires burning in the distance gave off an devilish feel.

Then, if things weren't bad enough, she heard a small sound. It started pretty low, but then it got louder. It was one of the most horrible sounds Carly had ever heard in her life, and it sounded like somebody was…laughing.

And not a, "ha ha, that's a funny joke" type of laugh, I'm talking, "I'm about to commit a heinous crime" type of laugh.

Slowly but surely, across Carly at the end of the room, a shadow started to walk out from the steam that was emitting from the nearby boilers. It looked like a man. He was wearing a large fedora, a green and red colored shirt, and had something on his hand. Carly couldn't tell what it was, but it wasn't pretty.

Chuckling louder, the man stepped closer to Carly. When his face became visible, Carly saw the burns and scars all over the man's face. The thing on his hand was now revealed to be a glove with knifes attached to the fingers.

"Who…are you?" Carly timidly asked.

The man just kept laughing. She was so scared. Her subconscious kept telling her that this was just a dream, but it felt so real. She was so scared she wanted to start crying.

"You mean you don't know?" he smiled, evilly.

Carly shook her head. She didn't know who this was. But we do. Freddy Krueger.

"Well, then, how about I introduce myself?" he said, lifting his gloved hand and flicking a lock of Carly's hair with the blade.

For reasons unknown, Carly shoved Freddy, and began running in the opposite direction. As she bolted, she could hear him laughing.

When she saw something she could hide behind, she ran over to it and crouched down.

"This is just a dream. This is just a dream." she muttered to herself.

"No." she heard Freddy say.

She looked up and saw him standing over her.

"It's so much more real than that." he said. He suddenly slashed his claws down at her face, but just before he could hit her,

Carly woke up.

Bathed in her own sweat, Carly called out.

"Mom! Mom!"

Two seconds later, her mother and father bolted into the room.

"What? What is it? What's wrong?" her mother said.

"I had another nightmare." Carly said.

Her mother sighed.

"Sweetie, there's nothing we can do about that." her father said.

"But I can't stay asleep. It felt so real."

"Look, I know this move has been tough on you. It's been tough on all of us." her mother said.

15 year old Carly Jessup hated moving. Her parents had made her move to Springwood, Ohio a few days ago. The movers hadn't finished bringing all of their things yet, so tonight, Carly had to sleep on the floor in her sleeping bag.

"Mom, it's not like that. I keep dreaming about this guy I've never even seen before." she said. "And he's always trying to kill me."

"The man with the knives on his fingers?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure it's not just something you ate? They say you shouldn't eat before bed. It can cause nightmares" her father said.

"I've been having this dream every night since we've moved here, Dad."

"Honey, come on. They're just dreams." her mom said. "They don't mean anything."

"When are they gonna stop?" Carly asked.

"I don't know. Just close your eyes and think positive thoughts, and the man won't come back."

Her mother stood up.

"Goodnight, Carly." he father said.

"Goodnight."

Her parents turned off the light, and left the room.

As Carly lay there, she looked up at the ceiling, trying to get herself to fall back asleep.

To her shock and awe, the moonlight glare that was given off to the wall from the window slowly turned into Freddy's hand with the glove. Carly gasped as she looked back up, and found Freddy on top of her with his other hand over her mouth, preparing to slash her.

Again, Carly, woke up.

"Mom!" she yelled.

Again, her mother came back into the room, looking more annoyed than alarmed.

"Carly, it's late, honey. You know I have work in the morning." she said.

"I can't make the nightmares stop. What am I supposed to do?" Carly asked.

"I don't know. Sing a little song or something to make yourself tired. Just go to sleep." her mom said before shutting the door.

Carly sighed. She couldn't think of any songs off the top of her head to sing herself to sleep. "One, Two, Buckle my Shoe" came to mind.

So without thinking about it, Carly shut her eyes and subconsciously started singing:

"One, two, Freddy's coming for you. Three, four, better lock your door. Five, six, grab your crucifix. Seven, eight, gonna stay up late."

She was starting to fall asleep as she sang.

"Nine, ten…."

She opened her eyes, and shrieked in all horror.

"NEVER SLEEP AGAIN!" Freddy screamed before he slashed her across the throat with his glove.