It Vs. Chucky
Chapter two: Blood and Hell
Chucky: 1 kill(s)
It: 6 kill(s)
For the next week It and Chucky slaughtered the people of Derry, "Rat!" Chucky spat as he threw the newspaper aside. He walked around looking for fools to kill. Mean while on the other side of the town It hid in the shadows of the old dead trees by a small white house. He looked at the people walking by then at the paper he held.
"I'm dealing with a professional, it's just a doll! Right?" It was lost. It hopped down from the tree as he fell he changed into an old man, "Help! Help! Help!" he cried out in a raspy voice.
"Oh my god, do you need help?" a near by woman asked.
"God yes!" It wheezed. The women found her self-gasping for air "hehehe!" It chuckled. She looked down to see that the old man's arm was in the form of a spear. The large sharp object had gone right through her. It grabber the women by her neck and tossed her into the tree where her body hung.
"Now to look for that doll!" It walked away. He took the form of a hawk and flew above scanning the town. Chucky who had found his way into another house; had looked for a weapon.
"Butcher's knife?" He said, Chucky shrugged and continued. Two children came running down the stairs. Chucky hid himself. They walked towards the TV.
"What do you--?!" A flying doll cut off the small child.
"die!" Chucky jumped from the top of some boxes. The great knife stabbed the first kid in the face. Blood poured out of his face. One eye hanging from the socket, the other child screamed for his life as he ran.
"Come back you little shit!" Chucky yelled. The kid got to his father's office where is father was on the computer.
"Dad…dad…!" tears ran down his face.
"Son, what wrong?" the father asked.
"David is dead…crazy toy killer…!"
"Greg what are you taking about?"
"Come…come!" the boy named Greg led his dad down stairs.
"…Oh my god! What happen?"
"Hey dad!" Chucky was at eye level with the father. When the man turned around Chucky swung the knife and cut his throat. Blood ran down the adults white button up shirt. Chucky jumped at the boy as he ran. The knife fell at the boy's feet as Chucky threw his arm around the kid's neck.
"Stop! Help!" the boy wheezed. The kid passed out. The job was finished as Chucky killed him with his knife. Chucky walked out of the house satisfied with is bloody work.
"I'm good, I still have to find that other guy."
It walked through the neighborhood, "where do I find this mystery killer?" It got dark out, as It looked, "it should not take this fucking long to find a damn doll!" It finally spotted Chucky walking into an old mansion. A wide grin appeared on It's face as he followed over to the mansion. It walked in, making small sounds as he did. The mansion was dusty, old, and dark. Chucky looked down on the clown that stood under the ceiling fan. He was watching the clown from a large wooden beam that held the whole frame of the door. Chucky took his aim and threw the knife, it knocked the fan down. It looked up then rolled to the side as he watched it smash on the flood near him. He narrowed his eyes and slowly turned.
"got yeah!" Chucky tackled It, they both tumbled smashing through a door, down a set of stairs. It stood up and huffed, he looked for a light switch. He pulled a metal wire and one single light flickered on. It looked for the doll, "come you little bastard…" It whispered. Chucky stood silently by a chair, he looked down to see a small gun.
"hey circus freak," Chucky was sitting on the chair ready to fire the gun. It swerved to meet Chucky, he pulled the trigger.
"Ow!" It cried, "my eye you little shit!" Blood dripped from his eye. Chucky ran up the stairs and closed the door. It turned to the door breathing heavily, his eye twitched as it healed. It stomped up the stairs and swung the door open. Chucky waited there with a hammer. With one swing the head of the hammer slammed on It's shin.
"Ahhhh!" It cried girly as he gripped his shin. Chucky bumped his other leg and It slowly fell back. The sound of his screams of pain with the crashing back down pleased Chucky; It stood up and came once more up the stairs This time It smashed through the door as an elephant.
"get over here!" It changed into a bat flying upward to the second floor. Chucky ran down the hall. It ran up and grabbed him so he was eye level. Chucky bit his thumb to escape. "ah!" Chucky laughed at he ran away. It suddenly smiled, he backed into the shadows and disappeared. Chucky turned the corner. He slit up against it and peeked around.
"where did he go?"
"pss!" Chucky looked up. It tackled him and them smashed down into the kitchen. It formed one hand into a cannon. He stuck Chucky into it and blasted him upward. It followed upward into the attic. It looked around for him. Behind It was a large bookcase it tipped towards him, but he didn't notice. On the other side Chucky tried to tip it. Finally he rammed it hard enough. It fell as It turned around to see this; the case had landed on him. Dust rose from the old books that fell. Chucky dusted his hands and left. One of It's hand stuck out after a while it moved.