Chapter Seven; The Death of Chucky
Alright this story will be even shorter than I thought since there are only a couple of chapters left, but that means that I'll be able to start the sequel tomorrow! Anyway, enjoy this chapter!
"Mary please wait I'm sorry!" Chucky exclaimed as he called out into the night for her while he splashed through the puddles. That's when suddenly he stopped and felt somebody grab him by the collar. "Chucky? What the hell are you still doing alive?" the police officer questioned him as he lifted him up. "I was there on the night that you got ran over." He told him. "It's a long story just please let me go, there is a little girl out there who is all alone and needs my help." He said. "Yeah right, I've heard that one before." The officer said.
"But it's the truth!" Chucky yelled. "Sure it is." The officer responded. "Look you don't know what you're doing she needs me!" Chucky shouted when he was suddenly dragged off into the night as another loud boom of thunder hit. However he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Mary was at the police station. "Mary thank God you're alright!" Chucky cried as he was dragged inside the door. "Chucky please help me they're going to take me back to the orphanage, and I don't want to go back there, I'm sorry I got mad at you, I just wanna stay with you!" she sobbed. "Hold on kid." Chucky told her as he took a humongous bite out of the police officer's hand. The man gave out a great cry of pain as he dropped the doll to the ground. Chucky quickly leapt back up onto his feet before he grabbed ahold of her arm and raced her back outside the door. "After him he's escaping!" the officer cried as he slammed his hand hard against the alarm button and sounded it.
"Damn it kid you're burning up." Chucky began being able to feel the heat of her body as he rushed into the street with her. "Come on, I'll take you to a friend of mine's house, he'll take care of you and make you better." He told her. "You came back for me." Mary realized, and Chucky was about to responded to her before he heard a beeping horn inside the distance. His eyes widened as he saw the bright lights of the headlights headed towards him. "NO!" he shouted as he quickly pushed her out of the way before he got hit himself.
"CHUCKY!" Mary cried as she held out her hand while the car slammed on its brakes and came to a complete stop in front of her. A few moments later James had rushed out of it and ran over to her. "Where did you come from? Are you alright?" he asked her. "Yes, I'm alright, but I don't think my doll is." She said as she hung her head and let her tears hit the pavement of the street. "Your doll?" he questioned as she simply nodded while James ran over to the tires and bent down on his knees to pick Chucky up. His eyes were shut tightly while his body remained lifeless. "Will he be alright?" she asked him. "I don't know." James answered worriedly while Chucky felt his soul evaporate out of his body.
