(Make sure to read Psycho Love and Dream Love first!)
And so it begins. A whole new adventure.
Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers, Freddy Krueger, and Ghostface. Four killers, one fate. Seems easy enough to predict, right?
Wrong. Nothing is as it seems...
Even after all he had went through all throughout his life- constantly bullied in school, abusive foster parents, depression, all of that- he was happy once.
All because of his first daughter.
Her mother... hadn't been the best of people. Even then, Fredrick had barely known her- it was a one night stand, to put it plainly.
And no matter how bitter towards life Fredrick had become... he had pity towards children and teenagers, given what he had been through.
There was a court case for custody, and he easily won considering the state the mother was in.
Fredrick had a small home at the time, and a healthy income to take on a baby. He did a lot of research, went to hospitals and doctors to learn all he could. He made a small nursery, got baby monitors, the whole nine yards. He was only in his 20s at the time, but he managed well enough.
And from the first moment he ever held her, he loved his daughter with every fiber of his being.
He had named her Angela.
She had dark brown hair, like her mother, yet it had an underlying ginger tint that Fredrick was silently extatic about. She had his emerald eyes, too.
Angela was super sweet when she was little, but grew bolder as she got older, a lot like her father. She was never mean to anyone, though. And even if she had been, she apologized later. She played a few sports, and had decent grades. She was pretty normal in that sense.
But Fredrick was so proud of her. He was literally sobbing when she graduated high school with honors, much to Angela's embarrassed amusement.
The first sentry only made one or two appearances during that entire time, basically unable to do anything. Freddy knew he had to be better. For his daughter. And so, even though he knew nothing of the sentry trying to corrupt him, he easily ignored it.
But during Angela's first year of college, something went very wrong.
Freddy had been walking home from his day job, during the winter. He was in a big puffy coat, with gloves and a hat and such. He was walking along a line of shops, glancing into them- Christmas was coming soon, after all. He'd have to get something for Angie.
He eventually stumbled upon a shop that sold little glass sculptures, and strolled in, looking around for little things his little girl might like. No matter how big she grew, she was still his baby daughter in his eyes.
He eventually got a little angel sculpture. It was plain and simple, only having small highlights of gold paint. But Fredrick thought it suited her.
With a small smile he walked out of the store, carrying the little angel.
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