Hi! Well another Charlie and the chocolate story from me! I hope you like it! Well...without any further ado...the story...

"No! Leave me alone!"

The girl ran down the street near the Wonka factory late in the night. The dim lights blinked innocently as she went. Her breathe came up in cute white puffs. She kept turning around. 2 large figures were following her. There black outlines were not far behind her as they seemed to glide over the road. She came to the end of the road. There was no where left to go. Then she saw it. A tall iron gate that towered above her with the words "Wonka" carved into it. She turned around and saw them coming. They were still far off. She had time. She leapt up and grabbed the top of the gate and swung over. Her feet hit soild ground and she kept going. She just hoped that Mr. Wonka would understand why she was inside his gate. She rounded the corner where she saw trucks lined up waiting for the days shipments. The smell of chocolate hung sweetly in the air. Suddenly there was a rush noise like an avalanche. The girl looked up in time to see snow from the roof fall on her. A brick from the roof had come loose. She yelled as it hit her in the head. She fell to the ground. Her head started to bleed as she lye there unconsciously. The snow covered her body and soon the men came back over the fence. They scanned the ground with there with there flash lights. There was no sign of the girl. She was no where to be found.

"Where is she?" the 1st man asked to the other.

He shrugged.

"Probably somewhere across town by now Mr. I-gotta-stop-and-tie-my-shoes." the 2nd man snapped.

"Ok then let's get out of here!" the other man said. "This place gives me the creeps."

They nodded and left ignoring the lump near them.

The next morning.

Charlie approached the wide open gate and waved good bye to his parents. They had finally saved enough money between the money Mr. Wonka gave them and Mr. Bucket's new job to buy a car and go on vacation. But Charlie insisted that he stay there with Mr. Wonka and help with the candy making. So he waved good bye as his parents left on a week long trip to a nice warm place wherever that may be. Charlie went through the gates of the Wonka factory and used his own key to open the door. An oompa loompa took his coat as he came through the door.

"Thanks Claude." he said as he hurried through the long hall and up a hidden pair of stairs.

The candy cane stair pillars shimmered in the early morning frost on the windows. He galloped up to Mr. Wonka's room and threw open the door. Willy was in a chair and reading a big thick book that title was in a weird language he had never seen before.

"Good morning Mr. Wonka." Charlie said as he approached him.

He stared up from the book and beamed.

"Goooooood morning Charlie. Great day isn't it? I was just enjoying my new favorite book... "My life in the gut of a what's it by King loompa of Loompa land." It's really good. You gotta read it some time."

Charlie choked down a laugh and nodded.

"So what're we doing today Mr. Wonka." he asked. "Are we making and trying new candy today?"

Willy laughed.

"No..." he said. "I need you to go see what all the problem is at the loading docks. A roof tile fell off last night and something hit the "off" button on the automatic loading. Can ya go check it out for me?"

Charlie nodded eagerly and headed outside. The sleek morning snow was all over the place and the cool air filled his happy young lungs. It was good to be alive. Charlie made his way over to the large on switch and flicked it on. Immediately the moving trays began to move into the trucks dumping the now semi- frozen chocolate in. Charlie went over back to the door when he felt a hard thing underneath his foot. He looked down. The roof tile Mr. Wonka was talking about. He picked it up.

"You've cause enough trouble today." he said putting it on a smooth surface.

Then he noticed the snow around his feet. It was a deep pink color. Or red. Like blood. He looked out into the distance and a few feet away layed a lump underneath deep snow. Charlie ran over to it and began to dig. His numb and icey fingers pulled something out that terrified young Charlie to his think poor bones.

"MR. WONKA!" he screamed. "THERE'S A DYING GIRL OUT HERE!"

..well thats all for now! Please review and I'll get the next chapter out as soon as possible! Until next time!