Glenda shot up with a deep breath. Her hands felt cold and thick. She lifts up her hands and looks at her dress. She was no longer human anymore.
"What the hell?..." she gasp. She notices a shadow right in front of her and looks up towards Chucky. She noticed a slight change in his appearance and finally saw that his eyes are no longer blue. They are now blood-red as his eye balls are slightly yellow.
"Hi I'm Chucky, Wanna play?" He smiles evilly as he speak in Barbie auto tune.
After looking at her father for ten seconds, she smiles back at him.
Glen looks at the window after seeing dark clouds forming again. 'Something isn't right' he thought.
"God please don't bring him back. He's a cruel man. Please don't." he closed his eyes hoping. After a few moments he opened his eyes trying to calm himself down a bit.
Then the lights blew out. Darkness filled the room.
"Oh No!.." he whimpered. Not only was he a bit frightened of the dark but for the fact that his father may have finally returned.
"I got to get out of here, No!... Mum would be worried if she knew I left the house, not to mention she would be upset... Maybe the power just simply went out, yeah. I just gotta go down to the basement and turn the lights back on."
Glen got up from his bed and walked to his desk. He opened one of the drawers and pulled out a green flashlight. He turns it on and walked to the hallway. Pointed the flashlight at Glenda's door.
'She would probably hurt me if I even try to talk to her, I rather not take the risk of that.' he thought as he continued walking. He walked down the stairs til he got to the basement. Glen moved the flashlight around in the basement, trying to look for the power box. He finally founds it as he makes his way to it.
"Now let's see, How do I do this?..." he said to himself. There were about 8 or 10 switches up there. Glen flipped one of the switches, but the lights haven't come on. So he flipped another...
Then he heard the basement door slammed shut. He quickly turned out, pointing his flashlight.
"Glenda?!" he yelled. But Glenda wasn't there.
Fear quickly began consuming him. Glen looked back at the power box and frantically began flipping every switch on the power box.
He heard his father's laughter making him even more scared. Finally he got the power back on. Glen quickly turned around and saw his father.
Chuck was holding a metal chain. The chain lead to his old doll body laying lifelessly on the floor with the chain around his neck. He looked terrifying with the evil dark look on his face. He could easily tell he was pissed to see him too. Glen dropped the flashlight and quickly made a run for the stairs. Until he felt something went through his right leg. Glen fallen to the floor as he screamed in pain. He looked at his father, who threw away the nail gun that was in his hand.
Chucky walked over to the side and hold up an electric drill. Glen eyes widen and was full of fear as he struggled to climb up the stairs. But luck was not on his side as he could even get up one step. Chucky walks over to his son, pressing the button activating the drill while walking to him. No words, no hum, not even another chuckle, came out of his mouth. He just smiled.
Chucky grabbed his son's head pinning him down and quickly ram the drill into his son's skull. Blood poured and splattered out of his son's head as well as some came out of his mouth. Glen struggle for a second screaming and gargling, then he finally stopped.. Chucky, with his face covered in his' son's blood, grabbed the metal chain pulling his son's doll body towards his recently deceased one.
Chucky pulled out his amulet. He placed his hand on his son's forehead. He gently moved the strands of hair that was covering his son's face. Glen almost looked like he was sleeping. Finally he begin the chant.
(Chucky saying the chant. Blah, blah, blah.) (I'm sorry if this little part ruined the horror mood but I didn't want to type up the chant again.)
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Chucky looked at his son's doll body. He grabbed the chain and went under the staircase case where there was a metal bar attached to the ceiling and floor. He grabbed the end of the chain and wrapped the chain lock around the bar and locked it.
Glen finally woke up taking a deep breath of air. He sat up looking at his hands then at his father who was giving him a stern look then he chuckle in amusement. Rage filled his body. Glen shot up with a pissed off look at his face and tackled his father. Glen threw punches at his father.
"You evil bastard!" he screamed. Chucky grew angry at his punches, they didn't hurt him, not anymore. His hand shot up and grabbed his son's neck, choking him and ceasing his punches. He used his other hand and gave him a hard punch in the stomach. The punch flew Glen off him. Glen groaned in pain as he clutch his stomach. Chucky got up and grabbed his son's hair.
"Don't act all high and mighty now, you little SHIT!..." he yelled in a deep crude tone."I'm in charge now. You either do what I say or I'll kill you.." He let go of his hair. He gave him a quick stomp to the head. Glen cried in pain. "Shut up!.." he yelled. Glen ceased his wails but tiny sounds of whimper and small waters still escaped from him.
Chucky walked up the stairs heading back to Glenda's room but not before turning the lights off in the basement and locking the door behind him. He chuckled on his way up.
As he walked into Glenda's room, Glenda puts the phone down and looks up at him. "Did you call her?"
"Yeah, she'll be here in 2 hours.."
"Good, now go to your room, watch tv or whatever you do in there. I'll call you when she gets here." he said sternly.
"Okay.." she said softly as she got up and went to her room.
Chucky got up and went into Jennifer's bedroom. He sighed as he sat on Jennifer's bed.
Then he heard a car pull up. He looked outside and sees a white car pull up on the sidewalk. He sees Tiffany coming out of her car. A smile crept up a bit on his face as he grabbed the chef's knife that was in his pocket..
"We will be together, Tiffany Valentine.." he said to himself.
Warning: Next chapter will contain forced sexual activity. Sorry if it's a little short, hope you enjoy it.
