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"Son of a bitch" Kristen muttered staring at Chucky in dis-belief.

"That's right! I'm back for good!"

"But?!- how?!-you?!"

"Voodoo" Chucky interrupted, "John taught me it way back in high school. And just like any drug, I'm fucking addicted to it!"

"How did you let yourself go like this?" Penny's mother's eyes began to fill with tears, "We had a happy life together, just you and I! We lived in that beautiful meadow in Ohio, had two wonderful children, and you…you just want to give that up?!"

"I like who I am, alright! I deserved more than that"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DESERVED MORE?! I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING! YOU JUST LEFT US ALL ALONE ONE DAY AND THE NEXT THING I KNEW YOU BECAME AMERICA'S MOST WANTED STRANGLER! I COULDN'T BELIVE I WAS IN LOVE WITH A HEARTLESS CRIMINAL! HELL I HAD TO MOVE TO THIS SHITTY APARTMENT JUST TO GET AWAY FROM YOU AND ALL OF THOSE GODDAMN MEMORIES!" she sobbed, "I thought you loved me!"

"I did babe, I did" Chucky confessed, "that is until Tiffany came along"

"What?"

"That's right I ditched you and the kids for Tiffany all right?I WAS HAVING AN AFFAIR FOR FIVE FUCKING YEARS AND I'M NOT ONE BIT ASHAMED! SHE'S THE BEST LOVER I'VE EVER HAD! AND YOU KNOW WHAT?! I MIGHT EVEN ASK HER TO MARRY ME! SOMETHING I NEVER HAD THE TIME TO ASK YOU!"

"YOU SON OF A BITCH GO TO HELL!" Kristen screamed picking up the doll and slamming it against her wall as hard as she could. Chucky screamed in pain and grabbed her arm, squeezing his plastic fingers deep into her skin. Kristen dropped Chucky as he bolted toward her door.

Kristen tackled him and began pinning him down and pulling his hair. Chucky screamed as he reached out for the knife and jammed it into her arm. Penny's mother collapsed in pain as she clutched her bloody arm. Chucky crawled on top of her and raised the knife preparing to end her life.

"Any last words?"

"Stay away from Penny and Evan" she growled struggling to fight back the doll"

"Hmmm let me think…how about NOOO!" he yelled as he stabbed Kristen to her death.

Penny's Point of View

I walked home from Bertha's, adjusting my long sleeve black and red plaid shirt. As the temperature began to drop, I quickened my pace. As I was about to cross the street and continue down a few blocks of the city a car pulled up beside me.

There was girl about my age sitting in the passenger's seat. She had sandy blonde hair, dark blue eyes, and was wearing a short skirt with flowers and black tights, and a long sleeve white sweater. I suddenly recognized her face. It was Shadow who lived in the room across from me in my apartment. She was a good friend of mine, unfortunately we went to different schools.

"Do you need a ride?" she asked.

"Oh sure that'd be great, it's getting really cold out"

"Hop in!", she smiled as I climbed inside and her mother drove us away.

After I thanked them for the ride, I walked up to my apartment door and knocked. Strangely there was no answer so I knocked again.

"Mom, I'm back!"

I was beginning to lose my patience.

"Hello?!"

Suddenly the door opened a crack and I walked inside. All the lights were out and the room looked completely still accept for the curtains gently flowing in the breeze.

Power must be out.

"Mom, I'm back!"

Still no answer. I began to investigate looking around wondering if my mom was going to jump out and scare me or something.

"Penny!" I heard a faint whisper coming from the closet. I rolled my eyes and laughed.

"Really mom is that the best you can do?"

I walked into the closet when suddenly the door slammed shut.

Oh shit! This isn't a joke!

I tried to unlock the door but it was shut closed. I could feel something wet drip on my ripped jeans and sink into my boots.

What the fuck?!

I searched around for a light switch but was able to find a flash light instead. I carefully flipped the switch on. There standing right in front of my face was the hanging body of a woman drenched in blood. Her eyes were wide open as if she were petrified and her skin was extremely pale. There was multiple stab wounds in her chest that dripped blood making a large puddle on the floor. This woman happened to be my mother.

I covered my mouth and began to scream, I was at the point of crying in fear. I was about to back away and try to break out of the closet when suddenly something came crashing down on my back. I collapsed to the floor to see Evan's Good Guy holding a knife up to my throat and covering up my mouth with his small plastic hand.

"SHH!" he whispered threateningly.

I began to breakdown and cry trying to get Chucky off of me when he suddenly pushed the knife into my throat almost cutting my skin.

"Listen toots! You better not make a sound or I'll cut through your neck! Stop crying and get the fuck up!" he commanded.

I slowly stood up, Chucky clinging onto my shoulder. He grabbed a key from his pocket and opened up the door. What the hell am I doing?! This psychopath just killed my mom and I'm just going to let him get away with it?! Fuck no!

I quickly picked Chucky up and threw him down the hall as hard as I could. I ran into the kitchen and dialed 911 to report my mother's death.

"911 what is your emergency?"

"MY MOTHER IS DEAD AND THERE IS A KILLER IN MY HOUSE PLEASE HELP ME!"

"Ok miss, try and stay calm. Can you describe what this person looks like?"

"LET'S JUST SAY HE'S VERY SHORT AND DEFINETLY GINGER!"

"Ok remain calm we'll be there as-"

Before the operator could finish Chucky cut the telephone wire in half and laughed. I ran towards my room but before I could make it something hit the back of my head and everything went black.

When I awoke, Chucky's hand was once again covering my mouth. His knife pressed even deeper into my neck. I looked around and realized we were in my mom's room. The light shun bright on Chucky's face. He didn't look like the cute good guy doll I remembered. His eyes were dark and hollow, his eyebrows were much more visible, and all together he was starting to look more human. Probably a voodoo side effect thingy.

"Get me out of this apartment!"

"And if I refuse?"

"You die!" he yelled pushing the knife into my skin making a large red mark.

"OK OK I'LL DO IT!"

I slowly stood up and held Chucky in my arms. He slipped his knife into his pocket as I walked out of the room. Suddenly we could hear police men coming up to the apartment room.

"Shit! Hide in there!" Chucky exclaimed pointing to my room. I ran into my closet and shut the door. We waited for about half an hour until the police left not even bothering to check my closet or search for my dead mother.

As soon as they left, Chucky ordered me to run out of the apartment and drop him off in a certain someone's car. I ran down the hallway but as soon as I was about to ride the elevator, I heard someone call my name.

"Penny?"

"Oh fuck!" Chucky muttered, "play it cool" he warned me.

My friend, Caitlyn ran toward Chucky and I. She was wore gothic clothing, dark eye shadow, and just like me loved horror movies. Speaking of which this seems like a horror movie already.

"Is that a good guy?"
"Yeah.."

"Damn that thing is ugly, what happened to it?"

Chucky turned his head and spoke to her in his cutesy good guy voice.

"Hi I'm Chucky, and I wouldn't be talking if I were you, Hidy-Ho!"

Caitlyn looked at the doll for a very long time.

"Alrighty then"

"So I guess I'll see you at school tomorrow" I said quickly turning around hoping to officially end the conversation.

"Wait a minute, what's that on it's face?" Caitlyn asked.

I looked at Chucky. Small bruises formed on the side of his head and blood leaked from his nose and forehead.

"That is one fucked up doll" Caitlyn laughed.

"Yep, well gotta go bye!" I waved as I quickly took the elevator down and hurried outside. When I looked out at the street there were police cars everywhere and lots of firemen. They all seemed to be talking about a girl calling 911 and reporting her mother's death.

"Throw me in there!" Chucky ordered as he pointed to Officer Norris's police car.

"Why?"

"Just do it!"

When Mike wasn't looking, I violently threw Chucky inside.

"THANKS BITCH!"

"YOUR WELCOME ASSHOLE!"

Mike turned around and stared at me.

"In…case you were wondering, I'm the one who called 911"

"You?! Oh my god! Hey it was Penny!" he called out as officers and firemen swarmed around me.

"Take her to the station! And Evan too!", he called out as he hopped inside his car and drove away. Shit. I should've told him Chucky was inside…

From inside the trunk of the car I could see Chucky glaring at me, holding up his middle finger.

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