This is not only my first fan fiction it is also one of the first stories I created as a younger kid. I was in 7th grade when I created this story. This is leaving off at the end of seed of chucky. I have a lot of chapters but I am only putting up the first one. Please tell me what u think and be brutal I am a first time writer looking for outside help! J

Chapter 1 "Angle" in Tiffany's old trailer

Sweet my own place! I'm so happy I moved far from my parents but my small trailer doesn't look very homie. This outside of the trailer is so filthy you would have thought I took it out four wheeling. The inside didn't look any better. Yes inside is clean but it is all an ugly white color. Well the fact that the trailer has been on the market for awhile would explain everything. In fact if it wasn't for my friend Josh Van Pelt I wouldn't have even thought of living here.

Josh bought his trailer for one reason and one reason only and that was to find out anything he could about a famous 80's serial killer named Charles Lee Ray (the lakeside strangler). See Charles Lee Ray killed Josh's mother when he was five. Scenes he found out the name of the killer he tried to find anything and everything he could about the psychopath. How does this connect to the trailer? Well, this trailer supposable belonged to Charles old flame Tiffany Ray. So Josh couldn't pass up the stupid deal. He bought the place and both he and I fixed it up and what work we did. Even though tiff's body was removed from the bathroom and all the water was drained the plug was still ripped out from the wall and the tub still had a black ring in it. We of course replaced everything and got rid of the little Childs pen only for Josh to decide he wants to move to California and check things out with the Jennifer Tilly chick.

I can't believe he really believes that Charles became a killing doll (this has to be the dumbest thing I heard). He even went and bought the damn doll in Spencer's. Well the point is I bought it from him to get as far as I could from my family.

Today is going to be a project. I not only have to unpack but paint as well. I thought to myself looking at the ugly paint on the walls.

"Madam" a deep, harsh voice said from behind causing me to jump and give off a little girly squeak. I quickly snapped around to see the young u-hall driver (Alex) behind me. Tell you the truth the dude scares me. He is big and buff and tall. He looks like a biker who rapes people for fun but it's only a look. He really is a sweetheart.

"Sorry to frighten you all I need is a signature and I'm off" Alex said to me passing a clipboard to be.

"Oh I'm sorry of course ill sign it" I apologized. Grabbing the clipboard from him I quickly scribbled down my name and handed it back to him.

"Thanks do u want me to stay and help you?" he asked politely before turning away. I could have used his help but I could tell he wanted to leave.

"No I'm fine for now. I will ask a neighbor if I need help. You already got the bed and dresser I'm not going to ask for anything more thanks for the offer though" I responded back to him.

He smiled at me and said "then ill be on my way. Good luck"

I nodded to him and watched as he walked out the door, shutting it lightly behind him. I looked around the small "living room" and gave a huff. There is so much to do. I gave a quick shrug and headed to my room only give a jump and yell by a sound in the attic.

*** "chucky" attic of tiffs/ angle's trailer*****

Wow the box finally fell. I never really would have thought it would but it did. It's only a mater of time that the next one will follow suit. I wonder who is here that was one girly ass scream. It can't be tiff her bitch ass would never come back here. Out of all the fucking places in the world why is my soul trapped here?

I feel like fucking Voldemort the lost fucking soul from that gay ass Harry Potter movies. Maybe just maybe the source of the scream will come up here and find me. Maybe it'll be a dumb ass and I can get back into a body instead of this.

Death is such a bitch. Why did my dumb ass son (well what ever it was) have to grow some balls at the wrong moment and hack me to pieces? He's such a dumb ass, well there is no changing the past. It just a waiting game now!

**** "angle" living room*********

What the hell was that? I asked my self looking up to the low ceiling. I started to walk over to the attic opening about the kitchen counter only to jump yet again. This time jumped to a knock on the door. Confused I stared at the door for a short second. Almost as if I was waiting for another knock. I slowly moved to the door and opened it. Behind it I found a cute couple of either 27 or 28 year old. The female was small built with a cute shaped face, nice full lips and dark chocolate brown eyes, bright white skin and dirty blond hair. The male was darker, nicely built with dark eyes and hair.

"Hello" said the women in a normal not bell like voice.

"Hi" I said back waiting to find out how they were. "I'm jade and his is my husband Jessie." the women said to me finally giving me some identification.

"Oh I'm Angle of course as you can see I just moved in. it's nice to meet you" I said back to them offering them a hand to shake. They both shook my hand hastily then looked passed me into the trailer. The look on their face was some sort of terror. I looked back hoping to see what was wrong but I saw nothing.

"Are you two ok" I asked concerned and a lot confused.

"Oh it's nothing it's just we haven't seen the inside in a long time. Not since they removed Tiffany's dead body." Jade said with a fake smile.

"Oh so you're the famous couple who put the chucky story into my best friend's head." I said with a smirk.

"Yeah I'm sorry about that. He was curious and we needed to let it out of our system" Jessie apologized to me.

"Its fine I won't count it against you" I joked around "well I'm sorry but…"

BANG. All three of us jumped. Jessie and Jade turned to each other wide eyed.

"Sorry" I apologized "something must have fallen. I need to go but please do come back for dinner"

They both nodded to each other

""we'll take you up on the offer. We live right across from you so if you ever need help…" Jessie said over his shoulder as jade pulled him away.

I quickly shut the door after waving to them but stood up against it for a short second. Not wanting to waist anymore time I walked over to the counter, and pulled myself into the attic.

It was filthy and filled with dust. Great another thing to add to my to do list. I thought to myself. I didn't have to look around very much to see what the culprit of the loud banning was. Two big boxes are busted open on the floor a few steps to the right of me. As for the left of me more boxes sat there. Hoping someone would open them and take out all their components.

I pulled myself up even more and went to the open boxes only to stop in my tracks. To my left I saw him. The evil dolls that josh, Jessie and jade were all obsessing over. I turned from the boxes and stepped closer to the doll. I couldn't help but examine ever inch around it as I approached. It sat there in a pentagram, staring at me with its piercing doll like eyes. Next to him was a book wide open and beckoning me to read it. I picked it up and studied it. Voodoo for dummies what a dumb title. I said to myself looking at the title.

I looked down at the doll and frowned. Josh was trying one of his stupid wicked ideas. Did he really think that the doll would just pop up alive and tell him why he killed his mother? I shook my head at the thought.

"Really josh" I whispered to myself "this would never work" I couldn't help but laugh. How can he believe in this stuff? I thought to myself even the words look dumb.

"Ade Due Damballa. Give me the power, I beg of you. Leveau Mercier du bois chaloitte. Secoise entienne mais pois de morte. Morteisma lieu de vocuier de mieu vochette. Endelieu pour du boisette tambala. Endelieu pour du boisette tambala." I chanted with a huge hint of sarcasm in my voice.

Looking back at the doll I put down the book. I knelt down at the table and looked at the doll. I hit its forehead and said "awake"

Then I turned to leave only to jump yet again. This time it was to the thunder outside. I turned and looked at the doll. Somehow it looked different. I walked back up to the doll and picked it up. It felt weirdly heavy and its eyes look so real. I shrugged thinking nothing of it I went down stairs.

****** "chucky" in the arms of angle******

Wow what a dumb ass!

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