Chapter One:

It is five minutes to midnight and Delia is awake watching Youtube videos on her laptop while eating popcorn and candy in the dark. She is home alone which is normal because both of her parents are at work until three a.m. In five minutes she will turn 18...alone. She is very distant from her family because of work and school. They can never eat dinner together, so she just makes her own food or picks up food on the way home from school. She takes the remaining two pieces of the popcorn in her hand and throws them into the air catching them in her mouth. She gets up and walks to her closet, and picks out a baggy black shirt and pajama bottoms that reach half way down her thigh for a outfit to sleep in. Shutting the laptop and closing the bag of candy she hops in her bed and looks straight at the ceiling. Her eyes began to get heavy and eventually close.

"CLING...BAM!" The sudden loud noises make Delia's eyes jerk open. She sits up and looks around in the darkness of her bedroom. She then sees a small figure standing in the corner of her bedroom near her laptop. Jumping back in her bed terrified she searches for her phone. Before she can reach the phone the figure moves quickly towards her making her jerk back quickly and her phone falls on the floor. She moves to the corner of her bed when the glow from head lights passes her window and she gets a glimpse of the small figure's face. It is cut and stitched with a bloody eye. Short red hair sticks out from his head that reaches the collar of his striped shirt. Over that are blue overalls. On his face is an evil smirk that send chills running down Delia's spine. She recognized the small figure, she had seen his movies several times. It was a killer doll by the name of Chucky. She was actually a big fan of him, but knowing about him she knew he was a killer.

Looking for a way of escape she realizes that her door is open and jumps from the edge of her bed onto the floor and makes a run for it. As she runs out of her bedroom and into the hall she can hear little patters from footsteps behind her. She flips the light switch on at the end of the hallway. The light fills the tan walls and Chucky stands at the end of the hallway as if he was frozen in time. A knife he was holding falls to the floor. The expression on his started as a shocked expression then slowly turned to a wanting smirk. He began to walk towards her slowly still holding the smirk on his face. Delia started backing up as he got closer, "Chucky?" Delia says looking into his blue eyes.

"You know me, cutie?" He says in a deep husky voice. He takes a few more steps closer.

"Umm...Yeah I've heard of you," She says staring back at him.

"Don't worry I'm not gonna hurt you," He says stepping closer to her. She is confused but grateful that she wouldn't be harmed. "Well are you gonna introduce yourself cutie?" He says breaking the silence.

"D-Delia Peterson," She say hesitating. She doesn't know why she's nervous because she has always been a fan of him and his movies. He was one of her favorite movie characters of all time. She loved him.

"Okay, D-Delia how old are you?" She looks down at her watch. 1:35 a.m.

"technically, 18." She says looking down at him. He gives her a confused look.

"technically?" Chucky says emphasising technically. She l grabs her arm and looks around not making eye contact.

"Todays m-my birthday," she utters out like she was embarrassed. She walks into the living room and sits on the chocolate brown sofa. Chucky follows her and jumps up on the couch next to her.

" Birthday!? And you're alone?" he say looking at her. Searching for her eye contact he finally gets it, "I can fix that, you're 18 right?"

"What are you talking about, Chucky?"

"Well?" He says smiling again. She looks at him with a confused look.

"What?!" She then catches him looking at her, but not at her face but the rest of her. She was flattered but uncomfortable. "Hey! No. No way."

"Come on cutie! Don't be like that."

"No, Chucky." She says. He then gets off of the couch and heads towards the hall. She then remembers that the knife is in the hallway, so she gets up quickly, but by the time she is halfway up he is back knife in hand and holding something behind his back. He then pulls the pile of paper from behind his back. She instantly recognizes them. Posters from long ago of him. looking at all the papers hit the floor she remembers the huge crush she had on him. She still couldn't believe he was here.

"Looks like you're bit of a fan?" He says as Delia gets up to look at the papers. She pulls a sheet of notebook paper out of the pile and smirks. "What is it?" Chucky says looking down at the paper. The paper shows a drawn picture of the words Delia + Chucky with dozens of hearts drawn round the two names. She blushes of embarrassment as she looks back at him.

"Yeah I am." Delia looks at Chucky for a while in silence. Then remembers that a serial killer is in house. "Wait, why did you come here in the first place?"

"Uh...just a midnight killing." She looks at him confused. Why didn't he kill her? Instead she is sitting here talking with him.

"So, why didn't you kill me?"

"I don't know?" He says smirking still looking at the paper. "Anyway, you shouldn't be here alone on your birthday you know," He says changing the subject. His deep husky voice makes Delia excited.

"What are we supposed to do? Go kill someone we don't know?" Chucky raises his eyebrow at her. "I was kidding!"

"Well don't you have a boyfriend you could be with?" Chucky says. She looks down at the paper again and shakes her head.

"No I don't," she says looking him the eyes. "I used to wish you were still human and maybe I could have a chance, but-" She stops and looks at the floor.

"I have a idea." Chucky says standing up and walking to the couch. She looks at him strangely then sits next to him on the couch. "Help me find a body and I will-"

"What Chucky? You'll date me and we will live happily ever after killing people?"

"If you help me find a body I will help you so you will never be alone again, okay." She looks at him and thinks what the hell it's not like she was doing anything with her life here. She had nothing here. Desperately she looks at him and nods okay. "Okay then lets go find me a body."