AN: Okay so I have been debating about posting this for a long time, but I decided that I wanted people to know what happened after the end of Kyle and Alyssa's story. I know this might be unpopular, but it's my head cannon about them. It's also an excerpt from another story I'm working on all about Conner Davis, their son raised by Freddy Krueger and living with Jason and Michael. I hope you enjoy.

"I know what I'm doing Fred, I wouldn't change anything about this." Conner says slowly. "Fuck you know me." He looks over at his pseudo-father. "There's always a plan, I might not be able to see the whole map, but I'll follow the three of you down to Hell before I give up trying to navigate it." The demon gives him a soft chuckle as the rain comes down slowly. The forest has long since gone quiet and the smell of it tries to cut through the toxin they're breathing into the air.

"You sound just like your dad." He murmurs around the cigarette and the younger man pauses a moment, blinks, and wonders if he'd heard the Nightmare right.

"What?" Freddy closes his eyes and puts out his smoke on the rail and Conner straightens tensely.

"I'm not going to apologize because you needed to choose your own path before I got involved, but I lied when I said that I didn't know your parents." The blonde haired boy can't hide the shock that falls over him at the quiet declaration. Then the anger begins to set in, and it blazes through him so quickly he's half startled by the intensity.

"You knew my father and you never told me!? What gave you the right?! They were my family Krueger!" His hands are shaking and he lashes out almost instantaneously, but the demon has always been faster than him. So he skitters across the splintering wood and hits the opposite railing, but Freddy is powerful enough to nail his feet in place. The pain hardly fazes him as he tries to get at the older man, to wrap his hands around his throat and squeeze out every last secret the demon has before tearing him to shreds.

"Calm the hell down, kid!" is the snarled response.

"You knew him and he just left me with you? sick fuck! Who does that to a kid?! I was an infant! If you knew him and he still left me here with you then he was a selfish bastard and I'm better for not knowing him!"

"Don't you dare disgrace your father's name! He loved you and your mother more than anything in the world and he would be disappointed to see what a fool you're making of yourself right now!" Freddy shouts back and that smothers the rage and Conner feels small again. He feels like a child again. Freddy hadn't yelled at him like that in years. The demon's words catch up with him a moment later and he realizes that he's had clawed hand raised and poised to strike. He lowers it slowly and runs his other over his face with an exasperated sigh. In a few seconds he has a fresh cigarette raised to his lips. "Your father was a good man." And Freddy always said he hated good men, and Conner can't form any response. "And your mother was one of the sweetest women that I've ever known, and she was tough as nails to boot." There's a smile that is shining far in the recesses of the demon's eyes.

"Then why did they leave me?" His voice is slow and raw because this isn't the truth that he wanted.

"They didn't leave you kiddo," There's only been one time that he's ever seen Krueger's eyes look so disheartened and that was when he had found the journal of Nancy Thompson, it makes his throat go tight and any more of his screaming or smartass comments are trapped. "They meet in Woodsboro during the last massacre before you took up the knife, and yes, they fell in love."

"There were no survivors." No one who had been in contact with Alyssa Sterling survived, "and the killer was never found."

"Her boyfriend lived though, a mute, a trickster who could fool an entire town." Freddy says slowly. "He could fool an entire town though, tricked them into thinking he was mute, tricked them into thinking he was an idiot, tricked them into thinking he was innocent." Realization dawns slowly on Conner's mind.

"Fools them into thinking he's mute, when the killings were done by someone with a voice." And he cringes.

"Alyssa was the only victim to defeat him, though, that part of the story is still true. But she never got away from him, you know how it is for us, Kid. You know when we find someone, anyone to latch on to, who can fight us, who challenges us on equal ground," Freddy's in that far away place and even though he knows he can't ask he wants to. He wants to know who Nancy Thompson was once again, and how she left such a mark on Freddy. "And thus the weirdest hostage situation occurred until they really did find level ground, and they became friends, and they fell in love."

"But why did they end up here? Why did they leave me with you?" Because he knows that the demon had tried to raise him as best he could, but it's still Freddy, and even if he was friends with his parents, they couldn't have wanted this for him.

"Circumstances arose that made it impossible for your parents to stay in Woodsboro, and Kyle had to fake Alyssa's death to protect her." The dream walker spares a moment to look out at the rain and the splinters of wood holding the human's feet in place begin to fade. "She showed up in my house about a year before your dad followed," he snorts slightly, "and nearly got herself killed again when she passed out on my living room floor as soon as she walked in." a small smile is curling the edge of Krueger's charred lips and Conner suddenly understands he must have genuinely cared for his parents. "But I saw who was coming for her and let her live. When your dad finally showed up they thought that without their past dragging behind them like a fresh corpse they would be able to have an apple-pie, white picket fence, kind of life." His smile turns bitter at the edge of his lips. "When you were born they were ecstatic, made me your unofficial godfather, even went so far as to ask to name you after me. I talked them out of it of course, naming a baby Frederick in Springwood is like naming a baby the Anti-Christ around here." Something in the demon's eyes is sharp and real and Conner can feel the pain twisting his gut without the older man even looking him in the eye. "It was eight months later that they got in the car crash." There's a very long pause before he's able to address the man.

"What happened?" He asks in a small voice because he feels like a child, and all he wants is for everything to be okay again even if he knows it can't.

"It was dark and rainy and there were drunken teenagers speeding down the road." The words are sharp and curt and cold like the memory of that night has never left Krueger. "Your mom got knocked unconscious, but we both knew she wouldn't make it and your father had already passed, so she asked me to take care of you, to help you grow up, and how could I say no? To sweet, tough as nails, little Alyssa?" It hurts because he can hear the affection dripping off his tone beneath the anguish. "And that's why I needed to tell you this now Conner." It startles him to hear is name out of Freddy's mouth. Freddy's never called him Conner. "They wanted you to be happy, and they wanted what was best for you. Now, I know it's not my place to dictate the first, but they made it my responsibility to take care of the second, and if the path your on is going to make you happy, you know Hockey Puck, Myers, and are here to help. Being a murderer does run in the family, but if it doesn't make you happy," the demon levels him with a serious stare. "Then I'll do everything in my power to get you out. It's your life Conner, and you can do whatever the hell you want with it, but we are family, and I will look out for you." The demon murmurs a cuss under his breath and he can't look at the kid anymore. That's fine by Conner, he doesn't think Freddy's ever gone that long acknowledging him as family without covering it up with some bullshit excuse, and he's pretty sure that he's even less emotionally stable than the burned man.

If he goes inside and prints out a picture of Alyssa Sterling and Kyle Davis a few hours later, it's not anyone else's business.

A/N: Officially then end, I will not be writing with Alyssa or Kyle ever again, though I might make edits to SFM. I hope that you enjoyed this peak into Conner's life and I just want to thank everyone who's read/reviewed/faved this story, so thank you all!