Rex sat up from his nap. He looked to the other toys who were starting there day. None of them were happy. They were heart broken. Little Bonnie spent all day yesterday looking for Woody, Buzz and Dolly. They were no where to be found in the little girls house. And what a time to go missing too. She had to leave all weekend to go to her grandparent's house.

To tell the truth, all the toys were worried about the missing toys. They didn't even know Buzz and Dolly went. They just woke up to find them missing. All the toys, especially Jessie the cowgirl were worried. What had happened to their beloved toys. Their idols. Their heroes. Their friends…

Mr. Potato Head stretched his arm toward the lock on the window. Since Woody and Buzz were gone, they had to resort to doing all the heavy lifting themselves. He, along with Slinky Dog, Rex and Jessie desperately tried to pry the window open, but to no avail. Mr. Potato Head sat down and sighed.

"How long are we gonna try and open that stupid thing? I mean, it's not gonna open!"

Just as the final words were given, Jessie and Rex pushed the window up, letting a nice breeze into the room. He gave a stare of disbelief and climbed back onto the window sill. Jessie called to Trixie who was busy playing with a jump rope.

"Ok Trix, throw it up here!" she hollered, extending her arms,

The dinosaur toy let the rope go and it landed safely into Jessie's arms. She tied one end to the lamp that stood at her desk and she began scaling the side of the house. The other toys watched as she made climbing down 20 feet look like a piece of cake. As she reached the bottom, she looked up and whistled.

"Yoo-hoo! Guys! I made it!" she hollered at the cheering toys.

"Good job Jessie! Now, try and find clues to where Woody might have gone!" screamed Rex.

She nodded and left the yard in search of pieces to the giant puzzle that ate at the toys.

~…~

Woody and Buzz crashed around in the back of the van. It was dark in the back, and very cold. They tried their best to avoid crashing into each other, but that proved to be a waste of time. Finally, the van stopped, sending the pair flying into the glass separating the back from the front, and the doors swung open. Holding both doors open, was a man in his early twenties wearing a black shirt with a white skull on it. He had a weird sort of grin on his face that made his beard look uneven. Woody and Buzz dropped and pretended to be toys again, but he just laughed.

"Don't play that game with me! I know your little secret!"

Woody blinked and looked at the figure again. He was so familiar, yet he couldn't figure out who he was. Buzz knew instantly but was to afraid to speak.

"Let's, play…" he reached grabbing both of the toys and pulling them from the van.

Woody gasped and whispered,

"…Sid?…"

~…~

Jessie ran across the street and jumped behind a mailbox. Scattered through this yard were bits and pieces and remains of toys. It was like a massacre here. She turned to find a piece of stitching, followed by a cit of fabric. 'This… this looks like Dolly's fabric…' she thought as she investigated.

"J-Jessie?…is that…you?" a voice came from across the yard.

The cowgirl ran and jumped into the hole the voice came from. Inside was a little dolly, missing her leg.

"Dolly! What happened to you?"

She didn't respond at first, she just closed her eyes, as if tears were going to fall from them.

"It was him. Mr. Top Hat. He and some other toys came after me. Woody and Buzz came to rescue me, but he kidnapped them. There was some human driving them too. Someone who knows our secret."

Jessie knew who it was. She just hoped it wasn't. she picked Dolly up out of the whole and carried her across back to the other toys. They were going to need to hear this…

~…~

Woody sat in the middle of the dark room. Nothing to keep him occupied but himself. He swore he saw something move a time or two in the darkness, but he doubted it. He had been in this room for hours. He didn't even know if anyone was going to get him out. There was nothing to do but wait. Wait for some to remember dear old Woody and come to his aid. There was a soft knock on the door and he turned. A voice slowly began mocking,

"There's a snake in my boot, hahahah. Tell me something. Did you really think your little stunt would make me be nicer to my toys?"

Woody looked to the ground and back up with an intense expression.

"Yes I did!"

"Well you were wrong!" Sid screamed as he slung the door open. He was holding something in his hand, but he didn't know what.

"You see, after that little incident, I became very violent. Fights every day, skipping school, joining gangs. But at the end of the day, nothing made me feel better than wailing on a good toy or two. Sure they would ask me to stop, but my chainsaw would finally make them shut up!" he let out another laugh as he set the little tool box in his hand down on a desk.

"Let's take a look back of what happened that year. I had strapped your little friend to a rocket and was planning on him sending him to space. Well, you interrupted that time. But you know what? There's no one here to save you this time."

Woody frowned and tried standing up.

"You're a monster! A sick person!"

"NO! YOU'RE sick! Do you know what that did to me as a kid? I was traumatized by a fucking toy! My parents were divorced because of it! My little sister was given to a new family because I was too violent to live with! MY MOM, committed SUICIDE because her little boy was a crazy! Now I have nothing left but this box of explosives and you!"

Woody knew the consequences of revealing their secret.

"I… I don't know what to say…"

"There's nothing to say! So just shut up!"

He pulled out a roll of duct tape and wrapped it around Woody's arms, legs and mouth. Slowly, he began strapping little bombs to the toy. They may look little, but they weren't any less deadly than a normal explosive. He carried him out into the back yard.

"Well, here we are. Any last words?"

Woody became limp as he watched Sid light the first fuse.

~…~

Andy pulled up to the brick house and parked his car. After a good month of school, he was home and ready to greet his family and friends. He opened the car door and saw Molly running from the front door. She tackled him and squeezed.

"It's good to see you to Molly." he told her.

She kept squeezing until his mom came and pried her off.

"Hi mom." he told her.

"Hi honey, you wanna come on inside?"

Andy scratched the back of his head.

"Well, actually, I wanted to go see a friend. I heard Julie was stopping by to see her parents and I wanted to see her."

His cheeked became a little red. He and Julie were an item back in the day. She was his first love, so it was fitting to at least tell her congratulations on getting into college. His mom nodded and she turned, leading Molly into the house. Andy turned and began walking. Her house wasn't far from his. Just 2 blocks away. He looked around the neighborhood, trying to remember some of the old houses.

There was Lilly's house, his best friend until 7th grade. There was Oliver's house, his dorm mate in college who decided to stay for extra study. And how could he not forget this house? Well, as he stared at the blood red window shutters and the charcoal colored walls, he couldn't remember anyone living here.

From the back of the house he could hear laughter. Not a child's laughter, but an adults. A very familiar one. He walked around the house and pushed open the half burned gate. To his shock and dismay, stood Sid, his evil neighbor from his childhood, and Woody, his best friend from his childhood. Sid was lighting little bombs stuck to him.

"Hey!" Andy screamed.

Sid looked at the boy and gasped. He hadn't planned on being captured. Andy looked at the Woody doll. It had that same grin that it always had, even one there was a bomb strapped to it…

"HEY! Stop that!" he hollered at Sid who had just lit the first bomb.

Andy walked closer, ready to push Sid out of the way. Sid did the unthinkable however. Her reached his arm back and sent his fist, flying into Andy's cheek. It connected with his jaw bone and he hit the ground.

"What the Hell!" he screamed.

"Go away! I'm busy here!" Sid told him.

"That's my Woody doll!" Andy screamed again.

Sid stopped the lighter and turned around, the same grin on his face that Woody saw so many times before.

"Sooo, you're Andy. Well, I think my little friend here wants to say something to you."

Sid looked at the doll who was lying on the grill. It didn't dare move, or else it would give his secret away. Sid waited for an answer.

"What are you doing? Speak! Come to life! Show him!" he yelled at the little inanimate object.

"Look, you freak. That's my toy from when I was a kid. I don't know how you go it, but I want him."

Sid was baffled. He didn't know what to do next, when he saw something carrying a bat behind Andy. Mr. Top Hat looked around Andy and winked at Woody. Woody looked down at his brother and back up at Andy, his smile fading to a frown as he sat up.

"Andy! Look out!" he hollered to his previous owner.

Andy looked at the toy, confused before the loud thud of wood on bone rang through his ears. He dropped on his knees and fell face down. Woody was horrified. Now they had Andy.

"Leave him alone Top Hat! He didn't do anything!"

"Why Woody? I'm just proving that any human can break, just as easily as a toy can."

"Leave. Him. Alone." Woody tried to convince him.

Sid laughed as he duct taped Andy's legs and arms. Mr. Top Hat jumped up on the grill and looked down at the toy.

"Change of plans. I want you to see everything we do to that boy. Just as I saw everything that happened to MY owner all those years ago."

He stuck more tape on Woody's mouth and hopped down.

"And don't worry. We'll have mister Lightyear there too, so he can watch as we take you apart, stitch, by, stitch."

Mr. Top Hat laughed as he grabbed the bat and hit Woody in the face with it.

~…~

Well, it's official. This story has become the ultimate revenge story ever. We've got two guys looking for revenge on the same doll. Plus, they kidnapped the dolls owner and his best friend WHILE they took apart another one of his friends. This movie has gotten a little out of hand, but I like it. Stay tuned for part 5 :D