Good evening my friends c: Here I write another Child's Play fanfiction. I own nothing but Roxanne Phillips, my OC character played as Chloe Moretz whom is eighteen and called Two Gun 'Anne. This story takes place in 1988, the same as the first Child's Play movie. Hope you all enjoy :D


Roxanne waited outside the small, green house owned by The Pierce's. It was a day after Daniel Pierce's funeral. Such bad luck for such a happy family. If you read in the papers, the title would say 'Man Drowns in Lakeshore Lake'. But if the truth would to be revealed, it would have said 'Family Man Murdered by Two Gun 'Anne.'. Wait, his name is The Lakeshore Strangler. No, No, No. Roxanne Phillips is the one with the dirty hands. She drowned him, duh. She simply works for The Lakeshore Strangler, also known as Charles Lee Ray. She met Charles by simply living across from him. The year was 1985, the year she turned fifteen. She moved into town with her mother, Celia, after the divorce. After witnessing the murders, Charles swore he'd kill her. Roxanne asked is she could assist in some way and which, she could. Roxanne is real handy with the guns. In her left holster, a .38 Revolver. In her right, a .22LR9-Shot 4 Revolver. Roxanne has killed 10 people in her lifetime, which she got away with. Roxanne was only eighteen.

Roxanne leaned up against the black, crappy piece of shit car Charles owned. She ran her fingers through her long, blonde hair then sighed deeply. Roxie dug out a cigarette from her pack wedged in her right boot and lite one. Inhaled the smoke, then exhaled.

"Please, Charles, you don't have to do this!" Sarah Pierce, the pregnant mother cried.

Charles smelled her hair. "But I want to! Roxanne, get the car started!"

Roxanne flicked the cigarette then crushed it underneath her boot. She walked around the car and into the driver's seat. "Where are you going to put her?"

Charles closed the trunk door. "In a 'safe' place." He chuckled.

Roxanne scoffed. "She's pregnant, you idiot!"

Charles joined her in the passenger seat. "So? When did you start to care? Now drive!" He demanded.

Charles was right. Roxanne was a cold-hearted girl. She never cared about anything. Not even her own parents. But the woman was pregnant! Roxanne would never kill any woman with a child inside her.

Roxanne shook her head. "Put her in the back seat! You love her and to get to her heart, you have to show her you care."

Charles rolled his eyes. "Like I'm going to take love advice from you!"

Roxanne opened the car door and stood to her feet.

"Where the hell do YOU think you're going?" Charles almost yelled.

Roxanne opened the trunk and escorted her to the back seat. "Just shut up and no one gets hurt, okay?"

Sarah nodded. "Thank you."

Roxie buckled her seat belt for her then joined Charles in the driver'a seat and shut the door.

Charles half smiled at Sarah. "I like your hair." He stroked her cheek.

Sarah forced a small grin. "Thank you, Charles."

Roxanne started the car. "Back to the hideout?"

Charles nodded. "Yes Roxie." His tone sounded annoyed. "I've planned a surprise for her." He turned back to Sarah. "I think you'll like it. I've been working on it all day."

Roxanne had no idea what was at the hideout that has Charles' heart throbbing. She's been gone all day doing deeds for Charles with Eddie. She began to drive to the darkest part of downtown. Lakeshore Avenue. All the robberies, murderers, and drug dealers lived there. In the very back of the small neighborhood, a large brick house with a cellar sat. Roxanne parked in front of the building then got out of the car.

"Two Gun 'Anne, escort our guest to the cellar. Trust me..." Charles entered the building.

Roxanne rolled her eyes. "Trust..ha!"

Sarah looked out the window at Roxie. "What is he going to do with me?"

Roxanne shrugged. "Hell if I know! Now get going-to the back!" She shoved Sarah.

With her hands tied behind her back, she continued to walk. Behind the building, a large oxidized steel door with a small window.

Roxanne opened the door, creaking as she slowly opened it. Roxie lead Sarah down the steps and into the small room, sunflowers in vases decorated around the bed.

Charles climbed down the ladder and met the two girls. "Do you like it?"

Roxanne nodded. "It's really nice."

"I'm not talking to you! I was talking to Sarah." Charles sat beside Sarah on the bed.

Roxanne cut her eyes at him then climbed the ladder to go upstairs, leaving the two alone. Roxanne took off her holsters and sat them on the table. She helped herself to a small cup of green tea and watched the news channel.

"Two middle aged men were found dead in their home today. Witness reports that two strange characters, Two Gun 'Anne and Eddie Caputo. No sign of the Lakeshore Strangler. Could these three have a connection?" The woman on the TV reported.

Roxanne took a sip of the piping tea. "Maybe..."

"Well that's a selfish fucking attitude for a mother to take." Roxanne heard Charles talking to Sarah.

Roxanne wondered why Charles had a thing for this windowed woman. She just lost her husband and she wasn't looking for another man so soon. Although Charles is a few more years older than she was, Roxanne had a small crush on him. He spared her life and she was grateful.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! You told them about us?!" Charles sounded like he was crying.

Roxanne sat her cup of tea down on the table. "What's going on?" She peaked her head over the opening.

"Go out the fire escape, Roxanne! Get the car ready!" Charles answered.

Roxanne turned around and got a glimpse of the red and blue lights. "Shit!" She clicked the holsters back on her thighs then grabbed her phone and stuck it in her back pocket. Roxie opened the window then turned around. "Charles, let's go!"

Roxanne heard Sarah scream. "NO!" Sarah wailed.

Charles climbed up the ladder with this red knife. "Let's go..." He ran passed Roxanne and out the window.

Roxanne inhaled deeply. His scent was very powerful, very sexy. She followed Charles down the fire escape and into the crappy car again.

"Where are we going?" Roxanne hit the gas.

Charles wiped the blood from his knife. "I-I don't know!"

Roxanne glimpsed at him. "What the hell did you do?!" She practically screamed.

Charles wiped the spit from his left cheek. "Bitch spit at me when I tried to do her a favor."

Roxanne scoffed. "So you killed her baby?!" Roxanne stopped the car with a screeching hold.

Charles slid his left leg over and hit the gas. "Keep going!"

A cop car turned a sharp corner. "Pull over!"

Roxanne moved his leg and she hit the gas again. "Screw you, Charles!"

"If you did THAT more, I wouldn't have had to kidnap Sarah!" Charles blurted out.

Roxanne looked over at him with a gasp. "How dare you?! I'm not a slut who hangs around for attention for YOU!" She let go of the wheel and began to beat up Charles.

"Get off of me, you bitch!" He pushed her off. "Get the wheel!" He pointed ahead.

Roxanne was too late. She lost control of the car and slammed into a lamp post. Broken glass cut Roxanne up and Charles had a small bruise on his forehead.

"Fuck!" Charles banged his hand on the dash board. He crawled out of the car and walked to the other side. He opened Roxanne's car door and picked her up by her collar. "You. Stupid. Bitch!" With each word, he slammed her against the car.

Roxanne felt barely alive. She pushed him away then yanked a large piece of glass from her leg. "This is all YOUR fault!" She began to pick tiny shards of glass from her arms.

Charles laughed. "Ha! That's rich!"

Roxanne pointed her .38 Revolver at him. "Don't...make me."

Soon, the police siren went off when he turned the corner. "Freeze! Hands up!" The megaphone on top of the car demanded.

Roxanne threw Charles her cell phone. "Call Eddie! Tell him to meet us at the Toy Store!"

Charles nodded and began to run down the street.

"I said freeze!" The cop yelled. "Mike Norris, hands up!"

Roxanne slung her other gun from her holster then began firing rounds at him, running backwards.

The man hid behind the car door, waiting until she was done.

Roxanne, still dizzy from the accident, realized her guns were empty. "Oh shit.." She muttered.

The cop stood up and fired rounds that completely missed. "Dammit!" He remarked.

Roxanne slammed her firearms into the holsters and ran toward the toy store. "Charles! Charles!" She saw him getting into Eddie's car.

Charles looked at her with a smirk.

Roxanne smiled. "I'm coming! Wait for me!"

Charles shook his head. "See you in hell, bitch!" He cackled.

Roxanne stopped in front of the store. "What?!"

Eddie and Charles drove away from her, leaving nothing but exhaust from the tailpipe with her.

Soon, two police cars trapped her in front of the store. They exited their car and aimed their guns at her.

Mike Norris turned the corner, out of breath. "Aww...what's wrong, Roxie? Did ya friends leave ya behind?"

Roxanne shook her head. "No..."

Officer Norris hand cuffed her behind her back."You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you? With these rights in mind, do you wish to speak with me?" He chuckled.

Roxanne shook her head. "No sir."

He escorted her to his car and put her in the back seat. "He...left me." Roxanne shut her eyes tight.