Author's note: Thanks to all who reviewed this FF. I was on vaction so I couldn't update. Short chapter by the way.

Chapter 2

The awakening

The doorbell rung. Carissa, still in her PJs, looked at the clock. 6 o'clock. Where was her mother? She didn't really wanna get her eyes off the t.v. so she sat there. Another ring. She rolled her eyes and went up to the door and opened it. Tyler Winslow, the cute, twenty-year old neighbor from next door, stood in the doorway, grinning at Rissa.Tyler Winslow had light brown hair, grey eyes, and wore a blue t-shirt and loose jeans

" Hey Rissy!" he exclaimed, hugging her.

Rissa moaned with digust.

"Hey Tyler." She wiggled away from him, " So you're my baby-sister?"

"Yes I am, Mini Babe. Any..." He extended his hand, revealing a bag of Cheetos.

" Ooo" Rissa looked at it with hunger " Are they the crunchy kind?"

"Of course kiddo. I have some scary movies in my backpack.."

Rissa grinned. Tyler was okay--for a moron who was after her mom. She walked into her room, and looked at this weird necklace thing Glenda had given her, which was on her bed. It was some sort of metal pendant, which hung from a chain. She then picked it up, and turned it..surprised it had words on it.

"..What?" She said in wonder, as she looked at it.

" A-way..Do-way..damballa..wake?" She said, trying to read the words on the pendants. '

One of the lightbulbs from one of the lambs burst. Carissa cried in surprise, as the pendant fell from her hand. Tyler ran into the room.

"Are you okay? What happened?" he asked with worry.

"Nothing.." Carissa said, "Nothing."

Tyler looked around, shrugged and walked back into the living room. She started to, but heard a thump. She quickly turned back, and instantly looked at the Good guy's doll on the floor. She looked at it for a while, then walked into the living room.

He heard sounds...Sounds of a girl and a man laughing. Where was he? He moaned with pain as he felt a sharp sting in his arms. He touched the part where his shoulder and arm met and felt something odd--string? He opened his eyes and looked around the dim room. The room was pretty nice; it had black drapes on the window, it had a nice dresser, a king-sized bed with stylish black and red sheets and pillows, and photos on the walls. He looked one certain picture with awe. The picture showed a hispanic woman with black hair nicely layered, reaching her shoulders. Her long bangs, brushed to the left, covered one of her hazel eyes, giving her a bad girl look...that bad girl look..

"Alexandra Perez? No fuckin' way!" He said with surprised.

Wow, Alexandra hadn't changed a bit since the early eighty's. Another picture was next to that. That featured a small girl looking around ten, with the same black hair as Alexandra's, but with blue eyes, rosy cheeks and a cute smile.

" That must be...her kid?"

He started to walk around as he stepped on a paper. He picked it up and looked at it. It was small pink paper, that said:

Kender Blocman Junior high.

Detention slip.

Name: Carissa Charlene Perez.

Grade: Fifth.

Reason: Hit a 6th grader who received a broken nose, a damaged eye and other severe damages, used foul words at gym teacher.

Sighed,

Mrs. Patricia Bailey,

5th grade teacher.

"So angel-face ain't an angel" He said with a high pitched chuckle.

He then realized that the giggling girl in the other room was not only Alexandra's kid, but also the same cute girl from the picture. He then went back where he woke up in the first place and realized something had been next to him. It was a doll his height, had black hair, with red lips and purple eyelids. It then wore a leather jacket, a white shirt under that, and torn up jeans. On her feet, high-heeled black boots, just like Alexandra in the eighty's. On the arm it had a tag, which said:

For my dear friend Carissa.

From: T.R.

"T.R--." He then frowned as a name popped into his mind "Tiffany? I thought she was dead..I fuckin' rammed in ax in her head..unless--"

Then he remembered that before he rammed the ax in Tiffany's head, she had chanted words while standing over Jennifer Tilly and holding the heart of Damballa..

"She actually got into the bitch's body! Oh geez! That fuckin' bitch! And her mini..bitch thing Glen.."

He started to remember how his kid chopped him up into pieces.

"Wait till I get to them..but how?" He asked himself, then he grinned as he looked at the Alexandra doll.

The door was a bit open, so he quietly went to it, opened it up even more and peered in. There was Carissa (Whom he called angel-face) sitting on a black leather couch in front of a flat screen t.v., but no Alexandra. He then looked at Carissa as she looked at a young man whom sat next to her.

Carissa then looked at a pan next to her.

"Having fun, Rissy" Tyler asked, grinning at Rissa.

Rissa nodded and smiled politely, but when he turned away, she rolled her eyes.

Oh yeah, I'm having fun, thinkin' about how you wanna do my mother by going through me she thought with disgust.

Carissa knew he liked her mother a lot..but she never had a father before and wasn't planning to have one..unless..

She then grabbed the pan..and then..WHAM! Carissa hit the pan hard on the man's head. The man grunted and sat back, knocked out. Carissa giggled mischeviously, as started to get up when the front door opened.

Her mother walked in and stopped, looked at the knocked-out Tyler then at Carissa, as she held a pan in her hand. Carissa then looked at the object in her mother's hand. A bloody baseball bat. They stood there, looking at each other with disbelief.

"Mom.."

"Rissa."

"Mom..I didn't mean to..I mean..he was annoying me..with just exsisting so I whacked him and and..--what's with the bat?."

Her mom didn't say anything. She walked to Tyler, took his feet and then pulled him off the couch. Tyler's body fell with a thump, which sort of woke up him.

" Where am I?" He asked, with his eyes closed.

Carissa looked at her mom, as she let go of his legs.

"In my house, seems you fell asleep while you were supposed to be watchind my kid. Here's your forty bucks. Now leave" Her mom said, throwing two twenty dollar bill at him.

Tyler picked up the bills, and stood up. He looked at Alexandra and walked out the door. Carissa slammed the door behind him.

"So, mom, where did you go?"

"Oh, to a meeting with your teacher..but between you and me, you won't be having probs with that bitch ever again" her mom replied, as she went to a sink and started to wash the bloody bat then she reached into her purse and took out a bloody knife. She started to wash that too.. with a smile.

As he watched from the bedroom, he couldn't believe what he had heard. He knew those words. That meant Alexandra had finished off Carissa's teacher--for good. He couldn't help it notice that Alexnadra looked very sexy in her daisy dukes and that tight wifebeater. He then looked back at the Mini Alexandra doll.

"Oh yeah, Alexandra's about to become Mrs.Alexandra Mercedes Ray..With her new husband Charles Lee Ray by her side.."

With that he let out another high-pitched chuckle, as he reached under the bed and picked up the Heart of Damballa, which Carissa had carelessly dropped.

"Chucky the killer doll has arised again." He said, grinning evily.