I really appreciate reviews since I am so new to this series. Especially the one guy who leaves great reviews and calls me doll, it's a sweet compliment, especially since I am writing a story about living puppets. It's encouraging. If you have any suggestions please let me know.

I'm setting this roughly 50 years after the Puppet Master vs Demonic Toys film.

I Don't own anything but it would be super cool if I did. I really want a Blade or Jester doll.

Chapter 9

Chris stood like stone blocking the light from the hallway as he stared at Tabitha helpless sleeping form. He couldn't really do it, could he? No, he had too he had no choice. As Chris moved to take a step into the room a deep primal hissing filled his ears followed by a flash of silver as Blade leapt into the light shining on his mistress's back. Chris frown there was no way to get to her with her "guardians" around. He would need to ask that monster for advice. Before Blade could get any closer Chris shut the door with a heavy thud. He wasn't worried about waking Tabitha.

Tossing on his black trench coat Chris hurried out into the snow. He touched the vial in his pocket reassuring himself that it was still there. With speed unnatural to most humans Chris disappeared into the pine woods near the house. The trip was short, half a mile at best. When Chris stopped he was at the entrance to an old stone church build in the 1800's. With a deep sigh he walked inside. The spray paint and graffiti of demon worshipers was all around. Most were just from stupid teenagers who had no idea what they were writing or drawing. It wasn't these symbols or trash he was looking for. Walking down the old broken stone stairs he made his way to the basement. Passing under a dark archway he came to a place that only the dumbest of teens ever ventured to. The pit in the center of the floor was blacker than nightmares. Chris lit a match and dropped it into the never ending hole.

"By this offering of fire..." Chris fumbled for the vial in his coat pocket. "And the offering of virgin blood…"he said dripping five drops of his own blood into the hole. "I summon thee, wish granter demon Alabar."

A dark cold mist began to bubble up from the hole in the center of the room, suddenly torches on the wall self ignited and the shape and look of the room changed into a circle, with gothic archways and strange stone faces. The smell changed too. Chris thought this was normal for a demons arrival. He was unaware that because of this shift he was no longer in the mortal world.

"Boy why do you call me? Perhaps you have finally thought of a wish?" Alabar mused appearing out of the dark besides Chris. Chris closed his eyes and swallowed his fear. Alabar granted wishes, in exchange for souls.

"How is my sister?" Chris asked trying to keep his voice strong.

"Bah!" Alabar snorted waving his hand away." If that's all you came to ask about then get out of my sight. The world began to shift away, the torches snuffing out one by one. Chris began to panic, he had to do this.

"I have a Toulon at my house!" Chris called quickly into the retreating darkness. The torches burst back to life.

"You lie." Alabar said sticking a clawed finger under Chris's chin. "If you had such a gift, you would have brought it to me."

"I tried, but the puppets would have stopped me. I came to ask you how to get by them. So I can fulfill my promise and bring you the Toulon." Chris clenched his hands as he said it. He was going to bring an innocent to her death just to save his sister.

"Tell me about each of the puppets?" Alabar asked acting slightly bored. He knew already but he needed conformation and Chris told him everything.

Alabar sighed. Finally he would be famous among the demons. "Take this…"He said conjuring a burlap sack. "Inside you will find everything you need to take out the puppets one by one and bring them to me along with the Toulon…unharmed."

The bag magically tossed itself to Chris who fumbling caught it. "I have no way of keeping her at my home. Should she want to leave? If I try to imprison her in any way the puppets will deal with me before I can capture them."

"Why should she want to leave? Charm her, please her, delight her with your magic tricks" Alabar said.

"I…I don't know how." Chris said softly. He had never tried to…charm a female before.

Alabar growled. This was too important. If the Toulon ran now, he might never catch her. "Very well, I will create a snow storm to keep her trapped in the house. It will subside by nightfall. Bring her to me by midnight."

With that Chris found himself where he had started.

And he cried as he made his way back to the house.

It was almost a shock how Tabitha awoke. One moment her mind was deep asleep unaware of anything, then the next moment she was aware of everything. Blinked Tabitha tried to remember where she was. He body felt stiff and heavy as she slowly began to wiggle trying to bring some lightness back to her limbs. "Oooh?" came the soft sounds of Jester. Tabitha turned her head and gave the worried puppet a smile. "Sorry Jester, I'm just having trouble getting up today." Her head dropped back to the pillow and she began to stretch again. His face suddenly spun to a mischievous smile as he called to the others. Blade huffed and crossed his arms. Why did Jester keep suggesting things he could participate in?

Jester's bells on his hat jingled as he crawled under the comforter. Right to his mistress's side, Jester reached out his wooden hands and dug them right into Tabitha's ribs. She squealed instantly, trying to wiggle away. Pinhead and Six Shooter laughed at the puppet master's playful suffering. Between laughs she tried to order the colorful puppet to stop. But she could not catch enough breathe to form the words, only laughter escaped her mouth.

"That's enough Jester." Blade hissed loud enough for Jester to hear under the blanket. As Tabitha caught her breathe Jester crawled out from the blanket to look at Blade who was on the bedside table. "I was only playing Blade."Jester pouted.

"You we're never this playful with the other masters." Blade argued hiding the fact he was jealous.

"That's not true partner, Jester used to play with Alexandria all the time." Six Shooter added. Blade hissed, the thought of Alexandria Toulon was a painful one. All the puppets had loved her very much. They had failed as guardians and she had been killed in a suspicious car accident. Not that they would have been able to stop it but because of that Robert Toulon had had to extend his life in order of Tabitha to be old enough to take over as the new puppet master.

Tabitha, while the puppets had been speaking, went to the bathroom and began to run a shower. The water was so warm and the soap so smooth and bubbly. She sang lightly to herself as her body recovered from Jester's tickle attack. It seemed to have worked the roughness from her muscles. Letting the water wash over her face she took a breath. As long as the puppets were with her she could do anything. Soft grunting drew her attention.

"Pinhead!" she yelled looking out past the shower curtain. "Stop peeking!" He kept grunting nodding his head. The problem was fixed a moment later when Blade, covering his eyes with his knife, grabbed Pinhead's red sweater with his hook and dragged him out of the bathroom.

"Thanks Blade." Tabitha called returning to her lathering. Once she finished she wrapped towel around her slim body and came out of the bathroom. "Could you guys go get me some clothes from the puppet trunk?" She asked. Hands pointed to the corner of the room. There sat the trunk. "Funny," Tabitha mused." I don't remember brining it in last night." She opened it grabbing a clean sweater, pants and underwear. "Actually, I don't remember much of last night." She said while getting dressed. That thought made Tabitha go stiff. "Guys, did anything bad happen last night?" Jester, Six Shooter and Pinhead shook their heads in the negative. The leader's lack of a response was not lost on Tabitha.

"Blade?" She called softly, to the little puppet on the bedside table.

He turned to look at his mistress tilting his head up. He uncrossed his arms and shook his head. No, nothing bad had happened last night but he was afraid. He had not awoken when the puppet trunk had been brought into the room and none of the other had either. Blade was only calmed by the fact that if someone had touched the bed or Tabitha had been moved in any way he would have awoken. He had to believe that he would have awoken. Blade looked at his hook and knife rubbing them together. Talk about Alexandria and Robert Toulon had him feeling so sad. His body language was not lost on the new puppet master much to the surprise of Blade.

In an instant Tabitha had crossed the few paces to the puppet and opened her arms. "Want a hug?" she asked. Blade hesitated a moment before jumping into Tabitha's arms. He relaxed as she cuddled him to her chest, his head resting right over her heart. "Don't worry," Tabitha's voice cooed comfortingly in his ear. "As long as we are all together everything will be okay." She smiled and looked at the other puppets. They nodded agreeing.

"Now, how about we see about some breakfast?" She said. Blade wiggled in her grip and she placed him on the ground. He was first out the door the moment she had it open wide enough for him. He hissed "Clear." To the other puppets as they came out surrounding Tabitha in a V-formation. She giggled a little as they walked towards the kitchen. Tabitha only took one wrong turn but a hiss from Blade with him pointing the other way was all it took for her to correct her course.

"Hey there you are." Chris called as she entered the kitchen. "I was just making breakfast. Hope you like pancakes?"

"Yes please, I'm really hungry for some reason." She said taking a seat. Chris chatted lightly with Tabitha as the puppets began to explore the kitchen again all but Jester who was fighting Chris for the attention of Tabitha. Jester whined and spun his face to a frown. "Oh alright." Tabitha said reaching down she placed Jester on the table while she ate her pancakes. He danced around and she smiled at him.

"They are such a wonder." Chris said.

"Yeah, I'm so lucky to have them." She said patting Jester on the head. His hat jingled as he danced around her plate.

"So did you have plans for the day?" Chris asked. Tabitha shook her head. "I haven't really planned anything out past finding Jessica Russell, well you. Why?"

"Well last night there was a big snow storm." Chris gestured towards the window. Pinhead and Blade were already looking out of it. "Oh wow! It's like a wonderland of sugar and icing." She said looking out. "It's so deep too."

"Yeah and we don't get plows out here very often so I thought we could hang out and talk some more today." Tabitha agreed and the day passed by happily and quickly. By about 9pm Chris made some special blended tea again and feeling sleepy soon after having it Tabitha retired for the night. Chris sat in the kitchen near the fire as it began to die down. It has been almost an hour since Tabitha had gone to bed. His eyes drifted over to the burlap sack.

It was time to begin.

A/N: Please review.