A/N: This chapter is actually the very end of Bride of Chucky but Glen is dreaming of it. Don't ask how he came to dreaming about that but the idea just came up so here you go. Oh, I did this the best I could, I'm probably missing some parts but oh well, it'll do.
Chapter 2
A sudden gun shot followed by a scream woke Glen up and he suddenly realized that he wasn't in his room anymore but in a cemetery close to an open grave with an inspector's car beside it.
He almost screamed when he saw his father, as a doll, standing in front of the grave stone with a maniacal smile on his face.
"Open the coffin, Jade," Chucky said looking down at a blonde girl who looked like she was Glen's age or maybe a little older. Glen watched as she tried to open the decayed coffin and wondered how she'd gotten into a mess with Chucky.
"Hurry it up!" Chucky commanded impatiently.
"I'm trying you fucking midget," Jade screamed back at him.
With the black handgun in his hand, Chucky shot the ground near Jade making her scream and she immediately tried again to open the coffin.
Now under the car and only eight feet away from Chucky, Glen watched in horror as Jade lifted the lid and dropped it. What could Chucky have wanted with a grave or worse, a dead body?
Chucky shivered in disgust. "I really didn't need to see that," he said quietly to himself.
Jade looked at both the corpse and Chucky with disgust.
"Give me the amulet," Chucky told her.
The amulet? Didn't Chucky have it with him all the time that he was in the doll's body?
With hesitation Jade slowly reached towards the amulet and ripped it from the corpse, breaking the neck.
Chucky's mouth dropped open. "Bitch, you broke my neck!"
Glen stared at his father. His neck?
He looked around Chucky and at the grave stone and his own mouth dropped open as he read the name; Charles Lee Ray. It was his Father's own grave!
He knew now that the amulet had been buried with his Father's human body and that Chucky didn't need it when transferring souls into anything other than a human body. It all made sense to Glen now, Chucky only needed the amulet when it came to transferring his soul into a human body and that is why he was at the grave.
Jade was the one he used to help him get to the grave, but what body did he want?
Glen focused on Chucky and watched him pick up the amulet after Jade had thrown it at him.
Suddenly a boy who ran up holding another doll, but this one was burnt to a crisp and he stopped and held a gun to the doll's head as Chucky pointed his gun at him.
"Let her go," Chucky said to him.
"Let Jade go first," the boy replied.
Chucky looked up at Jade. "Get going," he said and as she started walking away he added, "And Jade, see ya real soon."
The boy had by that time set the burned doll on the ground and told it to get out of there.
As the doll and Jade walked towards Chucky and the boy Glen realized that the burnt doll was his mother. He wanted to run to her and ask what happened but he felt as if he were disabled.
Tiffany fell to the ground at Chucky's feet and Glen couldn't believe it when Chucky gave her a disgusted look. He looked up at Jade and the boy whose name was Jesse, and suddenly produced a knife and threw it at them.
Jesse turned quickly and the knife pierced his back.
As he sank down Jade pulled the knife out.
"I'll take that," Chucky told her and she threw it to him. He picked it up, place back in his pants then picked up the gun that Jesse had dropped and said, "Its show time."
After Chucky had tied Jesse and Jade together back to back, he stood near them and began to chant, "Ade Due Damballa, give me the power I beg of you!"
"Oh, no," Glen whispered even though it was only a dream.
Chucky wasn't almost finished when Tiffany limped up and laid her head on his leg. "I love you, Chucky," she said.
"I know," Chucky replied.
"We belong together, forever."
Chucky lowered the amulet.
"Kiss me."
Chucky lowered his head and kissed Tiffany.
Glen's eyes widened as he saw Tiffany slowly pull the knife from Chucky's pants and stab him in the back.
"NO!" Glen almost screamed.
His father yelled out in pain, fell over and rolled down the dirt that had been dug up from the grave.
"Why?" Chucky asked weakly looking up at Tiffany.
"Oh, Chucky," Tiffany replied, "Look at us, we belong dead, good-bye darling; I'll see you in hell."
Glen buried his head into his arms and softly cried. He couldn't stand seeing his father is killed by his own mother; it was bad enough that he had murdered Chucky.
He finally looked up just in time to see Chucky pick up a shovel and swing it at Tiffany. She hit the dirt but quickly grabbed a chunk of mud and threw it at him hitting him on the side of the head. She then quickly grabbed a nearby shovel and swung it at Chucky.
He blocked it with his own and they pushed into each other but Chucky was over-powering Tiffany so she bit his hand causing him to loose grip and fall.
Tiffany swung her shovel again but Chucky dodged it and swung back, catching her in the face with the edge. She fell to the ground and Chucky put his shovel down.
Glen thought it was over but Tiffany suddenly shot up and grabbed Chucky's throat. As she tried to strangle him he bent down, picked up his knife and stabbed it through her stomach.
Glen gasped.
Tiffany looked into Chucky's eyes. "My mother always told me, love would set me free," she said.
"Get off my knife," Chucky growled and pushed Tiffany off the knife. He stood there and stared at his dead wife.
Jesse ran up and swung a shovel and hit Chucky into the grave. Jade quickly pulled the ladder up before he could climb it.
Chucky began screaming and Jade pointed his gun at him.
"Drop it!" A cop yelled at her as he ran up.
Jade dropped the gun and the cop looked down at Chucky. "Whoa," he said.
Jade then grabbed the cop's gun. "Don't move," she ordered pointing it at Chucky.
"Go ahead and shoot," Chucky told her, "I'll be back, I always come back!"
Jade cocked the gun.
"Yea, but dying is such a bitch," Chucky said in disappointment.
Jade fired the gun four times and Chucky fell over.
Glen was now crying he couldn't take it; he had to wake up from the nightmare. But he couldn't and it seemed to go on for hours.
