Chapter 11: What Have I Done?! Part 1
Chucky's POV…
Being tied up, in a dark room, next to my ex-wife, with a bunch of assholes… You think that's scary? Well, it is. It's almost as scary as a woman on her fuckin' period! But that's not what's scaring me most… What is scaring me is the fact that even though I told Emilee to stay away, she's not gonna. That's one thing that I love about her… She's so big hearted. But that's gonna be her downfall, I'm afraid… I sobbed softly, trying not to let anyone see me in this wretched state…
"You think fake-crying is gonna make me let you go?"
I looked up and saw Andy staring down at me, coldly. I glared at him. If I could, I would cross my arms.
"You don't know what you're doing, Andy. You're putting your life, Tiff's, Emilee's, and her family's lives in danger!" I warned him.
Andy scoffed. "Like you care about my life or even that girl's life. You're just playing her to get to take over her soul!"
I growled and clenched my fists tightly.
"You have to know, I DO love Emilee! She's the only friend I've ever had." I sobbed, my tears falling down my cheeks. "And we were gonna get the Heart of Damballa to get rid of my evil soul for good, but then you guys ruined it!"
Andy laughed and crossed his arms.
"You liar! You'll never know love, or friendship! You'll never be anything more than a killer…" he spoke coldly. I shook and shivered.
"Shut up…" I muttered, trying to stay calm.
"You've killed hundreds of people, especially my family and friends. Whitehurst, Aunt Maggie, and countless others." Andy continued, walking over to the table.
Normal POV...
Chucky's blue eyes briefly flashed red, making him gasp in shock. He knew this feeling!
"Andy, stop!" he pleaded, struggling.
"What's the matter, afraid to face the truth?" Andy pressed further.
Chucky panted heavily and clenched his fists. He had to stay in his normal mode. He felt something tap his head. He looked up and saw Andy holding a baseball bat that looked all too familiar.
"Remember this?" he asked in a smart tone.
Before Chucky could answer, he felt the bat smack him across the face!
"Yep! This is the bat you used to knock me out in my first home. Does the line, "Batter up!" ring a fucking bell?!" Andy snapped.
Chucky panted as he felt his blood run cold while keeping its hot pulsing anger within. He did remember… He remembered all too well… He started to feel sick to his stomach.
"Andy… if I wanted to take over Emilee's soul, don't you think I would've done it by now?" the ginger doll pointed out, shakiness in his voice.
Andy was about to reply back, but couldn't find the right words. While Chucky did make a valid point, he had done way too many horrible things in the past for all of what he said to be true. That's how Andy saw it, at least.
"Even so… how do I know you're not lying?" Andy asked, turning away.
Chucky sighed and hung his head, making his red hair fall over his blue eyes. He remembered the night he tried to kill Emilee.
Flashback…
Just as Chucky brought down his knife, he stopped at where her beating heart was. He looked down and saw a hand on his chest. She had rolled over and her hand touched his chest. For some odd reason, the touch made warmth spread throughout his body, mainly to his heart.
End of Flashback…
Chucky's blue eyes widened in realization.
"That's it…." he whispered.
Andy turned towards the captive doll in confusion.
"What's it?" he asked.
Chucky brought his head up.
"She touched my heart… literally." he spoke up.
Andy looked at him with a confused look on his face.
"When I tried to kill Emilee, she had rolled over and her hand had touched my chest, making me feel… good…" Chucky explained.
Andy looked at Chucky with a skeptical expression on his face. He wasn't so easily bought by that explanation.
"I can't quite explain it… but when I'm with her… I… I don't feel… evil anymore…" the ginger doll whispered.
Suddenly, Andy smacked Chucky upside the head.
"Please! You'll always be evil! Not even the supposed love of a child could change that." he said in a cold tone of voice.
Before Chucky could reply, an alarm beeped! Andy brought up the security cameras and saw a person standing at the entrance. Chucky gasped in shock when he saw it was none other than Emilee…
My POV…
I stared up at the security camera and it stared at me.
"Andy Barclay! You wanted me to come? I'm here!" I snapped.
I was so fucking angry right now, you don't even know the half of it.
"Now open this damn door before I get really mad!" I demanded, aiming my knife at the camera.
I looked at the door as it slid open. I walked in with determination burning in my hazel-green eyes. They will pay dearly for kidnapping my friend…
I saw the security guards waiting for me, and they were about to take me by my arms, but I smacked them away.
"Don't you dare fuckin' touch me!" I snapped, showing them my knife.
"Stupid fuckin' assholes…" I muttered.
I stomped into the room where I knew they were holding Chucky. Don't ask me how I knew, I just did. I think it was the power of love that gave me a map in my mind.
I rapped on the door very loudly and yelled, "Open the damn door!"
The door creaked open and I stomped in.
"Chucky?" I called into the darkness.
"Emilee!"
I gasped at the familiar voice!
"Chucky!" I cried, running in the direction of the voice.
I soon found Chucky and Tiffany tied up in chairs. Chucky gasped at the sight of me and I smiled in relief. I ran towards him and threw my arms around him. I didn't even card that I was partially hugging the chair, I was just so worried about my friend… After I released the hug I kissed his forehead several times.
"I missed you!" I cried.
I then pulled out his knife.
"Don't worry, I'll get you out of here!" I told him, starting to cut the ropes.
"Emilee, no! Run away! It's a trap!" he exclaimed. I stopped and looked him in eye.
"What?" I asked.
Suddenly, harsh hands grabbed me under my arms and pulled me away from my Chucky.
"Hey! What the hell?! Let me go you bastards!" I commanded, struggling.
"We got her, boss!" a deep male voice exclaimed.
I looked over and saw Andy step out of the darkness.
"Andy! I order you to let me go!" I snapped at him.
He smirked.
"Of course… Let her go." he said to his henchman.
The man let me go. But before I could run back to Chucky, someone else pulled me to the side.
"Emmy, my baby! I thought I'd never see you again!"
I looked up and saw my mom was the one holding me.
"M-Mom?!" I gasped.
Don't get me wrong, I was kind of happy to see my mom, but I was even more worried about my friend!
"Mom, as nice as it is to see you, you have to let me go!" I begged.
My mom didn't let me go.
"Mom!" I demanded.
"No! I'll never let you go ever ever again! Never!" she sobbed, kissing me all over.
"Mom! They're gonna kill him!" I cried, trying to get out of her grip.
Chucky's POV…
You know, the sight of a happy mother reuniting with her daughter used to make me so sick I would throw up, but now… it's so sweet. I looked down and saw the ropes were a little loose. I decided to hide that fact and use it to my advantage later on.
"So, Andy… what exactly are you gonna do to me?" I asked in a smart tone.
Andy turned to face me.
"I'm gonna do what I've been doing to you all of these years ever since I was little." he explained. "I'm gonna kill you!"
I gasped but kept my cool.
"And how exactly are you gonna do that?" I heard Emilee ask.
"No matter how many times Chucky's killed, he comes back." she pointed out.
Andy sighed. "Yes, that's true. But I have a plan for a permanent result."
I raised my eyebrows at this. Just what was Andy getting at here?
"And what the hell is that supposed to mean?" I asked in a snarky tone.
Andy smirked and pulled something off the table. I gasped as I saw it was book. Not just any book, a Voodoo book! It was the same one that I read when I was human.
"See this? Chapter 76: Permanent Removal. It says a spell has to be uttered to make the soul permanently leave the vessel it possessed." Andy explained.
"Uh, excuse me, what does that have to do with me?" I heard Tiffany ask.
I could tell she was scared as hell.
"Well, I know that you have the Heart of Damballa, and I need that for the plan to work." Andy explained, walking over to Tiffany.
He then reached down to her and pulled the Heart of Damballa out. I gasped and so did Emilee; I had no idea she could've been wearing it as a necklace…
"This spell, combined with this amulet, will make you leave the doll body permanently. Basically my plan is to kill you, then say the spell with the amulet in hand, and that spell will get you out of that body, but instead of going into a human body, you will go to hell afterwards. Then, you'll never bother anyone ever again!" Andy explained.
My blue eyes widened in shock.
"How long have you had this planned?" I asked in a slightly nervous tone.
"Ever since you and Emilee ran away," Andy replied to me.
"Huh," I said, "that's actually a pretty impressive plan… Except for one problem…"
Andy raised an eyebrow at me.
"Yeah, and what's that?" he asked.
I smirked and proceeded to reveal my secret.
"This!"
I then got my strength all gathered up and broke through the ropes!
"What the hell?!" Andy gasped.
I jumped off the chair and ran over to Emilee as quickly as possible! Her mom was afraid of me and jumped back, accidentally letting go of her daughter. She smiled at me.
"Like I said," I told her, holding out my hand which she took, "leave it to people like us to find a loophole!"
We held hands tightly and I picked up my nearby knife off the floor.
"Stop them!" Andy barked to his henchmen.
Emilee looked at me with a scared expression on her face.
"Chucky, what are we gonna do?!" she asked me rapidly.
"You go left, I'll go right!" I commanded.
She nodded and scattered to the left. I jumped to the right, so when the first guy dove for us, he skidded on the hard floor.
"Ow!~" the man screamed in pain.
I laughed in victory! But, we're still not out of it yet. I looked over at Emilee, who had two guys surrounding her.
"Chucky, help!" she cried out in fear.
I had to think fast! I then remembered! I reached into my pocket and pulled out my spare knife.
"Em, catch!" I called, throwing her the weapon.
She caught it, surprisingly well, considering she told me that she wasn't good at catching things. She held the knife out to the guys, but they didn't back off.
"Alright, you asked for it!" she exclaimed.
She then tucked and rolled past them and stabbed one of them in the leg! The man fell down and held his leg in pain. The other man was about to attack her, but then she threw the knife at him, puncturing him in the arm! However, he still had two good legs and an arm, so, he continued to try and get her. I was about to intervene, but then she jumped on him! Before he could throw her off, she pulled the knife out of his arm and stabbed him in the other arm.
"AAAGGGGHHH!~" he shrieked, holding his arm.
I smiled and gave her a thumbs up. Emilee smiled back but then her expression changed.
"Chucky, look out!" she shouted, pointing behind me.
I looked back and saw a couple more henchmen behind me, ready to attack.
"So, you think you can get the jump on the Lakeshore Strangler?!" I asked in a taunting voice.
They dove for me, but I escaped at the last minute! How? Well, that's my little secret… Hehe…
So, while they thought they were attacking me, I ran over to Emmy. She hugged me in relief and I returned the hug. After we hugged a little bit, we pulled away slightly and stared into each other's eyes.
"What do ya say we get Tiff and get out of here?" I suggested.
She nodded in response. You know, just the fact that she has a positive attitude about all of this is making me have a positive attitude about it as well. Yep, I'm sure everything will be-
*BANG!*
"AAAAAHHHH!~"
I gasped in shock as I watched my friend fall to the ground. I looked at her and saw her arm had a gunshot wound in it!
"Emilee! How did…?" I looked around until I saw one of Andy's henchmen holding a gun out.
The gun had a small tail of stream coming from the hole where the bullet comes from. I had concluded that he had shot Emilee… I felt angry right now. Then, my heart felt like a holocaust, my hands clenched into fists, and I stood up angrily. "How… fucking… DARE YOU!~" I cried out, heading for him.
My POV…
I held my arm in pain as a pool of my own crimson blood surrounded me. I'd never gotten shot in real life, but I knew it was super painful! I wonder if this is how Chucky felt when he got shot? Hey, where is Chucky? I looked up and gasped in shock! He was stabbing Andy's henchmen, and the one that shot me now laid dead and was surrounded in his blood and entrails. I looked over at my mom who was arguing with Andy. I assumed she was angry that one of his henchmen had shot me. I needed medical help…. I looked over to my other arm and remembered I was wearing a long sleeved shirt. I slowly and weakly reached for the knife Chucky had tossed me. I used it to cut off some of my sleeve and wrap it around my wound. It still hurt really bad, but at least it was bandaged… Right now, I had to stop Chucky, because I somehow knew that his evil soul was triggered.
I ran over to him and tried to grab him and tell him to stop.
"Chucky, please stop! This is-!"
I then screamed as he moved his arm back and that… cut my cheek. It was just a medium flesh wound, but it still hurt like hell. But that's besides the point! Chucky, my best friend in the whole wide world, had hurt me… I started to cry in hurt and agony!
Chucky's POV…
I heard crying behind me, and I was in no fucking mood to put up with a whiny brat-
I then saw that Emilee had a cut on her cheek… that I had given to her… I felt myself slip out of my evil state and back into my good one. When I saw Emilee's cut, I started panting and my heart stopped beating…
"Oh, no… What-what have I done?" I whispered, dropping my knife and looking at my hands.
I had hurt my best friend…
To be continued…
Done! Also, cliffhanger! Sorry if it lacks some detail, but I'm just really tired. Nevertheless, I try to give you guys what you wait for!
Shadow: Good girl….
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