Chapter 12: Devil's Due

"I didn't know he could do that!" Alex smiled, taking Chucky from Annie's arms.

"Playtime's over, bedtime" Hannah instructed.

"Annie, can you read us a bedtime story?" Alex asked, cuddling Chucky in her arms.

"Cousin Annie's tired, sweetie" Hannah stood to Alex's level. "She needs her rest".

"I'm fine" Annie replied quickly.

"It's important that you don't over extend yourself" Hannah stated.

"But Aunt Hannah-" Billy groaned.

"Go to bed Billy" Hannah snapped.

Billy looked angrily at Hannah as he pushed Annie's wheelchair to her room, before going across the hall to his room.

In Alex's room, Hannah joined her in prayer.

"Now you lay me down to sleep. I pray the lord my soul to keep. If I shall die before I wake, I pray the lord my soul to take. God bless Grandma, Mommy, Auntie Anna, Julia, Cousin Billy and especially Cousin Annie" Alex prayed.

"What about Chucky?" Hannah asked.

"He said there is no god" Alex replied, Chucky in her arms.

"Who said that?" Hannah asked, putting her hands down.

"Chucky did. He said that life's a bitch and you die, bleeding like a stuck pig" Alex replied.

Hannah gasped at her daughter "Alex! You know it's not nice to curse!" she scolded.

"I don't curse, Mommy. Chucky does" Alex told her Mom.

"Mommy. Am I going to die?" Alex asked.

"No. Of course not, sweetie" Hannah frowned.

"Grandma died and Chucky says we're all going to die" Alex looked at her Mom, while Chucky remained frozen.

"Alex who really told you that? Was it Annie?" Hannah asked.

"No" Alex said.

"Was it Auntie Anna?" Hannah asked.

"No, it was Chucky" Alex said.

"OK..." Hannah sighed.

After kissing her daughter and Chucky goodnight, Hannah left the room as Alex was frightened by the storm outside. She covered her head with the blanket as she looked at Chucky, with a flashlight on.

"Chucky I'm scared" Alex whimpered.

A sadistic smile slowly began to form across his face as he burst out laughing his signature, creepy laugh and looked at Alex, pulling a knife out of his overalls

"You fuckin' should be" he threatened as he shoved the knife down Alex's throat, pulling it out slowly.

"Finally, the fuckin' kid wouldn't shut up!" Chucky groaned as he jumped off the bed, dragging Alex's corpse to a closet on the second floor.