Chapter 1

As chucky lays in hell he fells agony in every direction. He lays in pieces thinking to himself how he's going to get out. He sees a dark figure head over him. He gets a confused look on his face. "Who the fuck are you" chucky says with anger. "I am Lucifer and I want to make a deal with you". "Really" chucky said "what kind of deal". "I'll put you back on earth if you do one favor for me" said Lucifer. "What do you have in mind doc"?

Back on earth Tiff and glen are both in human bodies. It was Glen's birthday. Jen handed a present to glen. As glen opened the box chucky came roaring out to strangle Glen. Tiff then grabbed a lamp and hit chucky having him fly to the other side of the room. "How can you be alive" screamed tiff with mortal fear. "What am im doing here well I'll tell you what im doing here doing" yelled chucky "killing that piece of shit". "Get out of here glen" said Tiff. "But mom" said glen. 'Go" said tiff with fear. "No Glen stay here" said chucky as he pulled out a gun. Tiff then reached into her pocket and grabbed a small pistol and shot chucky in the arm having his arm fly off. Chucky laughed "ouch Tiff that hurt. That hurt you Bich but see the little trick I learned". Chuckey's arm then grew back extremely fast.

"Oh shit" said Tiff in disbelief. "Now lets try you glen oh boy" said chucky. But before he pulled the trigger on his gun he heard a voice. "What the fuck are you doing" said the voice. "Oh come on can I just do this" said chucky. "Remember our deal" said the voice.

"Well you got lucky this time but I'll be back" said chucky to glen and Tiff. As chucky ran out the window Tiff saw a pentagram on his forehead.

Back in los angles John Constantine was in a bar drinking beer. He was finishing his seventh beer. The bartender walked up to him. "Another please" said John. "Sorry but im going to have to cut you off" said the bartender. "What" said john with a drunk look on his face. "I can't give you anymore beer you have had way too many". "Bull shit" said john "I need this". "George get him out" said the bartender. "Who's George" asked john. A giant strong gut walked up to john. John turned around to the giant. "You must be George" said John. John was then thrown out the bar. "No different from any other Friday night".