Mad Father...

So... I just wanted to do this for the hell of it! Possibility of it being continued, but I just love the game!

Disclaimer: I don't own Mad Father. Only Kazuko and this story.

Many years after Aya grew up and became like her father, preforming experiments on the people who came to her for medical help and turning them into dolls and such. Well, her house, having been burned down, is a perfect place for a new mansion to be built!

So, a mansion is built, and like in the original, the father preforms experiments on people. Reason? Aya's father's spirit had taken his body and wants a new daughter to make into a doll. And there is a perfect girl right in the family.

This girl's name is Kazuko. Her body is fragile and will break easily. She isn't the strongest person in her family, and as such, she stays in her room. Kazuko has no pets and no siblings. Her mother died when she was very young, and has lived with her father since then. She isn't very brave, being scared of just the wind moving the trees outside her home, but will try to suck it up and get through something. She loves her father greatly, and will do anything for him, but ever since she had found out what he had been doing, she's not sure what she should think.

Once more, the curse has struck, and ALL the dead have come back, the ones from when Aya was little and the ones that the Father had been experimenting now, and its Kazuko's turn to brave it this time. Will she turn out like Aya? What has started the curse? And will Kazuko be able to save her father before it's to late? Let's find out!

"Father?" I called quietly, my light purple eyes searching the basement. I pushed some of my light brown hair away from my face, before returning my hands infront of my chest. I looked at the walls and noticed a red liquidy substance, a deep fear growing inside me.

"Da-daddy?" I asked, shakily. I dared to touch the walls, knowing from the touch the blood was still fresh and that my father was doing his experiments again. I heard screaming from the end of the hall and covered my ears "I-I'll come back l-later..." I quickly turned around and ran up the steps and straight to my room.

As soon as I got to my room, I got in bed and covered my entire body, including my head. I tried drowning out the noises that came from the basement, scared for my life. I closed my eyes and relaxed, trying to at least sleep through the noises, though it wouldn't last long.

A couple hours after falling asleep, I woke up to a loud scream. I shot up in bed, soon getting a headache from the blood rushing to my head. I winced and held the side of my head, closing my eyes tightly, and then slowly opening them and looking around my bedroom. I carefully got out of bed, my blue night-gown flowing, like water, off the bed as I did so. I put on my slippers and took a candle off the table on the side of my room, lightling it, and walking into the hall "He-hello?" I asked, deeply afraid of what I would see. I shuffled out of my room and down to the western end of the hall, to the main lobby, but was soon stopped by squishing sounds.

I froze in place as the sound got closer to where I stood, it soon speeding up and stopping right in front of me. At first, I couldn't see what it was, but as soon as I saw it, my eyes widened and I couldn't move at the sight of the two dead beings in front of me.

The taller one had almost no face, just a dark bloody skull, his eye sockets were bleeding imensely, it pouring onto the ground and creating a pool of the red liquid. parts of his skin were missing as were most of his fingers. His hair was dark greenish and shaggy looking, much of it was gone. I didn't see anything I shouldn't have seen at my age since most of his lower abdomen was gone, leaving only the spinal column.

The smaller one crawled on the floor, all of him below the waist was totally gone. Blood came out of him mouth and nose, I couldn't see most of his face because of his black hair covering it, but I really didn't want to.

I stared wide eyed at them, then my bran registered what was going on, and I shook my head "No! Don't come closer!"

'Squish... squish... growl..'

"No... Please!" I stepped back, trying to at least get to my room.

"This way!" I heard a boy's voice from behind me. I turned, kinda scared of what it would be, but found no one. "This way! Come on!" The voice called out.

I saw someone at the end of the hall, deciding it a better choice than none, I hurried to there, not wanting to be around the creatures anymore. As soon as I got down the hall and looked to the northern part, I saw a blonde boy. His head was turned so I could only see the left side of his face. I did notice his shirt had a bit of blood stain, but not much. I guessed he was one of father's experiments that had gotten away.

I looked at him curiously "Who are you?" I asked him. He didn't answer the question "Stay with me." I found him better than no one, with whatever was in my house, and walked to him. I went to grab the sleeve of his shirt, but noticed something that made me stumble and fall on my bottom.

His right eye was gone and it looked like some of his face was burned a bit.

He looked at me "I said, this way!" He tried to grab my hand, but I quickly scrambled up and ran back, having by now dropped the candle (it went out).

I stopped dead when I saw the creatures were still there "No!" I yelped and ran into my room, closing the door behind me and locking it. I kept my back against the door as the creatures pounded against it.

I looked up and saw a man was in my room "Oh god.." I whimpered.

The man turned and smiled at me. His ears were pointed a bit, which was kinda cool to me. His eyes were red, making him kinda more funny looking. He just wore a fadora and a black jacket with some dress clothes underneath.

"Hello there." He said softly, as if not to scare me. I calmed myself "Who are you?" He laughed a bit "Now, don't be so aggressive. I'm mearly a salesman." He took off his hat and bowed, I now saw he was bald, "Called me Ogre. I hope to get to know you, young lady." He then thought of something "But it's quite troublesome... To think that corpses loiter around the house." I blinked and looked at the door "Those things were corpses? They were living people before?! Why would something like this happen?" I asked in terror. The man seemed calm "Well, it's a curse. What you saw were the corpses of your father's test subjects, plus more. You see, before you were even thought of, there was another family here, the father doing the same as yours. The daughter was in the same predicament as you. Her father was also going to be killed by these corpses." He explained, "She decided to save her father, but what about you?" He asked, looking me over, "You don't seem very strong."

I stared at him "Father's going to be killed?!" I turned to the door, but stopped when he pointed out that I looked weak. I looked at the floor, thinking over what I should do, "I... I will save my father." I turned to him, determination in my eyes, along with a bit of fear, "If he dies, I'll be alone. I don't want to be alone." Tears filled up my eyes and I clenched my hands into fists "I'm scared of being alone." I turned, unlocked the door, and ran out of the room.

Once I got out of the room, I saw that the corpses were gone. I breathed deeply and started walking. I stopped in front of my mother's room. I saw a doll standing at the window. I liked the dolls my father had made, so I found comfort in them. As soon as I got close, though, the doll spun around and I saw her face. Her skin was a blue-ish grey and blood flowed out from her forehead.

"GIVE! GIVE HER BACK!" I jumped and yelped a bit, my heart pounded against my ribcage. The colour faded from my face and I fell to the ground, fainting from the sudden surprise.

While unconscious, I felt myself being picked up and set on something soft. I heard the doll walk out of the room, speaking to herself "My daughter... Where is she?"

I soon regained consciousness and opened my eyes "Ngh..." I groaned and held my head "What..." I slowly sat up and found I was in my mothers room. "I must have fallen asleep in here... Was that just a nightmare...?" I slid off the bed and looked to the window, seeing a pool of almost dried blood. I started to shake "It wasn't..." I mumbled "Father's really in danger and this all is really happening..." I grabbed at my hair "It can't be real though! Corpses can't really come back from the dead!" I breathed, trying to stop myself from hyperventalating.

Once I calmed, I slowly walked to where the doll had been standing and found a key, picking it up, I reconized it as the Archives key. I held the key firmly and nodded "Alright, I have to save father.. No matter what happens." I told myself, then started to search the room for anything.

I got to the safe and tried remembering what my mom had told me about it, but having forgetten it long ago. I sighed and left the room "Which way was the archives?" I looked to the end of both ways and set my hand on the side of my face "Maybe that one boy knows.. He was missing an eye, sure, but he seemed nice." I then set off to where I had last seen the blonde kid.

I looked down the hall "Hello? You still down here?" I asked. I walked to the attic door and looked inside "Are you in here?" I asked, hoping he was there.

I had said it before, and I'll say it again: "I hate being alone..."

Walking to where the ladder was, I looked to see how far from the ground it was. I reluctantly jumped and grabbed the lowest rung and pulled myself upto the next, till I could put my feet on the last rung. I had trouble with it, but had felt something wrap around my waist and push me up higher. I jumped slightly and looked down, seeing the doll from before helping me up, a light smile across her face "Please, help me find my daughter." Her voice was much calmer than before. I nodded "Yes ma' am, I will. Thank you." I smiled to her and pulled myself up the ladder to the higher part of the attic.

I saw a pot in the middle of the floor and looked inside, seeing something that shimmered a bit. I tried to reach inside, but I could reach it. Pushing it, I found I could move it easily, doing such to the edge of the floor. I looked below "Move please, I'm pushing something down." I told her, not hearing anything in return though, and pushing the pot over the edge. I heard it shatter. I took a quick look around, not finding the boy around the room, I climbed back down.

I walked over to the shattered pot and moved the pieces of glass, finding a small chainsaw. I soon noticed the doll had disappeared and just picked up the chainsaw "I have a weapon!" A smile lit up my face and I strapped it to myself, proudly walking out of the room and towards the lobby.

So... That's the beginning to my story.

About the chainsaw thing, you would think that Aya could have totally jumped to get to the ladder.

And the doll/woman/whatever, I feel she would be sympathetic for a child, and try to help them, she is a mother. In her mind, as long as she see's her daughter again, she'll help someone willing to find her child.

Um... Not sure what else... Hopefully this makes sense to you guys. I really love the story, and even if I don't get reviews, I will still post the chapters to this story.

Any questions, just ask and I'll try to either PM you or answer in part of the story!

Now, have a cookie! *puts out a plate of cokkies*