Disclaimer- Don't own any of them... like ya knew that right?
Personal Note- Thanks to all that have been waiting patiently for this
story. I know, I know I need to be punished for makin ya guys wait
this long... A major thanks goes out to Dag. Her real name is Jen but
so long ago, I have been calling her Dag... All my writing for now on
is due because of you girl. You know the reasons and I am really happy
to call you my friend. Thanks a lot. Oh, I got the lines for Chucky's
chant from my friend Candy, who is also writing a Child's Play story
here… hint hint… There is really no where you can find theses lines
so... erg… sorry. Enjoy.
Can't Keep A Good Guy Down.
By the untalented JOxER
Chapter seven
1...2....3....
"Ah di duy dembel ah, GIVE ME THE POWER I BEG OF YOU!" Chucky said
loudly. Lucas was still crying as he saw the lights flicker in the
room. With the gun in his mouth, there was really nothing he could do.
"Laver merci e debua shion. Zente a mupa de morte..." Chucky was about
to finish the second to the last of the chant when he heard someone
yelling outside the door. Chucky forgot about the power he had when he
had the gun on Lucas mouth and raised the gun towards the door, aiming
right at, waiting for the people outside to come in. Lucas saw his
moment to take action and didn't think twice when he caught Chucky by
surprise and threw him against the far wall of the room. Chucky
dropped his gun and hit the wall hard. Lucas crawled towards the gun
and as Lucas got a grip on the gun and Chucky's plastic body hit the
wall, the door busted open. Lucas, still shaky from what happened,
raised the gun to the people coming into the room. The two doctors
stopped when they saw Lucas pointing an unsteady gun to them.
"Lucas, oh my god... please Lucas, put the gun down." Kristen said as
she saw the teen on the floor, obvious in pain. Lucas eyed her funny
as not really hearing her and he started to lower the gun down.
Kristen and Wendy sighed as they began to approach the teen. Lucas
quickly reacted and began to raise the gun again. Kristen and Wendy
stopped again but were left confused when Lucas didn't point to them,
instead to an object on the floor. Kristen turned to the direction of
the gun was pointing and saw Lucas was pointing at a doll that was on
the floor.
"What are you doing Lucas?" Kristen said as she neared the doll on the
floor.
"I have to kill it! DONT GO NEAR IT!!! It wanted to kill me!" Lucas
said as he began to get up, his voice trembling as he did.
"Lucas that is ridiculous.. Surely you don't think that this doll."
Kristen said as she picked up the toy and placed it on Lucas' bed.
"That this doll is trying to kill you."
"But it is!!!" Lucas said as he aimed for the doll on the bed. Wendy
saw the terror in the teen's eyes and tried to talk to him.
"Lucas, please, I think you are not thinking straight." Wendy said as
she neared the teen. Lucas took all of his attention and gave it to
the doctor.
"Yes! He said that he was going to take my body... my soul! He told me
that his real name is Charles Lee Ray and that I was going to become
him!!!" Lucas said, going into hysteria. "He is going to kill me and
no one believes me!" Lucas said. Lucas still had the gun in his hand
but this time, was just waving it around as he spoke. No one notice
when Kristen exited the room or when she came back with something in
her hands.
"Lucas..." Wendy began again, trying to get the gun from his hand.
"I am telling you the truth! Please believe me! I am!" Lucas said as
he put the gun at his side. Wendy began to near him again as he put
his arm up as something came into Lucas mind. "You.. You have to know
that I am telling you the truth! I mean you can scan me! I am not
making this up!!!" Lucas said as he neared the small distance between
himself and the doctor.
"Lucas, I really don't think..."
"Please Dr. Smith.. At least tell me if this is truth or else I am
going out of my mind!!!" Lucas said as he dropped the gun on the floor
and held out his hands towards the doctor. Wendy still didn't think
this was the right idea but it would also explain the fact why
Lucas was acting this way.
"Alright, I need to close your eyes and relax." Wendy said as she took
his hands into her own and also did the same. Wendy was almost inside
Lucas mind when he felt Lucas jerk away. Wendy opened her eyes to see
Dr. Westphalen pulling out the sedative that she just injected to the
teen. Lucas pulled his hands away from Dr. Smith and tired to run out
of the room. Lucas only came within a footstep when he was collapsing.
Kristen set the sedative on Lucas bed as she went to catch the teen.
Wendy also did the same and Lucas was about two inches from hitting the
floor. No one noticed with the sedative Kristen placed on Lucas' bed
slowly made its way toward the insides of blue overalls. Wendy and
Kristen lifted Lucas and placed him on the bed once more.
"Why did you do that!" Wendy said as she pulled the covers over Lucas.
"He must have been in shock when he woke. He wasn't thinking
clearly..You saw what he was doing with that gun; he could of hurt
someone... I did what any other doctor would I have done."
"I am another doctor and I wouldn't have done what you did...." Wendy
was going to continue with the argument when she decided against it.
She didn't kneed to waste her time with a childish game of its your
fault...
Wendy grabed the doll from Lucas' bed and carried out the room.
"What are you going to do with that!" Kristen said.
"The only thing I got from Lucas was that he was terrified of the
doll... since you didn't let me find out what was rally wrong with
Lucas, the least I can do is rid him of this!" Wendy said as she exited
the room.
Kristen just gave one of the meanest looks she could give a person as
Wendy left the room. She checked on the sleeping teen and there was
nothing wrong with him. She sighed in relief and remembered the gun on
the floor. She picked up the weapons and yucked at it as she examined
it. She noticed that the gun was a disrupter, the same kind used to
kill the two men at the rest rooms. She called in Brody and she waited
outside the room for his arrival.
A couple of minutes went by when Lt. Brody showed up at med. bay.
"You wanted to see me Dr. Westphalen?" Brody questioned.
"Yes, I found this gun in Lucas room today. It could be the one that
was used in the murders." Dr. Westphalen said as she handed him the
weapon. Brody took it and began to examine it, it sure was a weapon
a security officer would carry but he wasn't sure if it was the missing
one.
"You are sure you found it in Lucas room?"
"Yes, there was an upset in his room just now but at the end, the gun
was there." Kristen said, not wanting any details of the event escape
before she could talk to the captain.
"Wait a second and I will find out." Brody said as he turned on his
pal. He ordered the caller to run the number of Morissette gun serial
number. It took about two seconds for the caller to repeat the numbers
to the lieutenant and lieutenant eyes widen as the numbers the caller
read off were the same one that the gun displayed.
"Who else has been in with Lucas?" Brody questioned, knowing that the
teen couldn't have just woke up and killed two people without leaving
med bay unnoticed. He knew that Dr. Westphalen was watching the teen
like a hawk.
"Only the captain, myself, Dr. Smith and Dagwood..." Dr. Westphalen
thought of all the people that had come to visit Lucas. "Surely you
don't think that... Either Dr. Smith or the captain being the murderers
do you?"
"No, but Dagwood."
"That's insane! Dagwood would never do anything like that!"
"He's a dagger and in my book, he will always be a dagger." Brody said
as he remembered the time he was almost killed in the prison camp for
daggers. He had hate for all of them, even Dagwood. His heart told
him that the same, that Dagwood couldn't even hurt a fly but his mind
was going on facts alone. He was confused and the only way he was ever
going to find out was for Dr. Smith to scan him. Brody went for his
PAL again and summed Dagwood.
"Yes?" Dagwood said.
"Dagwood, I need you to go to Dr. Smith now."
"You said I had to clean the bathrooms, I am cleaning them now. There
is a lot of blood and I need..."
"Forget what I said, go see doctor Smith."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, you can clean the bathrooms later."
"umm..Ok." Dagwood said as he ended the call. Brody thanked the doctor
for her findings and went to report to the captain.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Wendy had entered her quarters and rubbed her aching head. All those
readings were taking a toll on her and she had told everyone that was
waiting at her door to come back in a couple of hours. She had placed
the doll at her desk and she began to fill out the medical reports on
the two dead bodies. She was in the middle of the autopsy reports when
she remembered the name that Lucas had given her- Charles Lee Ray...
she made a quick note of it and decided when she was finished with the
reports that she was going to do some research on the name.
She was about half way through when she looked at the doll at her
table. She was feeling something coming from the doll. She couldn't
explain what it was but it was something strange. She shook off the
feeling and began to write her report again. The feeling wouldn't go
away and her eyes were once again at the doll. She laughed to herself
as she tried to shook off the feeling once more. Wendy looked over the
doll and saw that in someway it was cute. She took notice of the fine
detail the doll had.
The overalls where nicely sewed on and the rainbow sweater made the
doll look like every young boys playmate. His brown freckles under his
eyes made him a sweet face to look at. She looked at his outfit again
and even saw the small detail taken in the shoes. They had 'Good Guy'
written on the shoelaces. Wendy kept staring at the shoes and took in
closer look at the size of the shoes. They were only 5 inches long...
the same size of prints that the footprints at the murder scene.
'There is no way' Wendy thought as she picked up the doll. She was
thinking that she was insane for doing this but she was going to find
out for herself, she was going to scan the doll herself. She closed her
eyes and concentrated on the doll in front of her. She quickly opened
her eyes as she read some of the dolls evil mind and saw the doll
holding a sedative that he just injected her with in his hand. She
threw the doll to the side of the wall and she reached for her PAL.
She stumbled to the ground as she dialed up for someone, anyone that
could help her. She couldn't believe it, the doll was alive and for
what is known- he was responsible for everything that was happening!
"Brody here." Lt. Brody was the person she dialed.
"Brody... He..help." Wendy whispered as she gave into the sedative.
-*-*-*-*-*--*-*-*-*
Brody was explaining his findings to the captain when his pal went off.
"Brody here." Lt. Brody answered the call.
"Brody... He..help." the caller said before the pal went off. Brody
recognized the voice and saw that the captain also recognized the
voice. He had to get to her quarters as quickly as possible. Brody
got his pal again and called in for a security team to meet him in
Smiths quarters. 'The murderer could have already have gotten to dr.
Smith' Brody thought. The two men quickly went running towards her
quarters, not knowing what they would find.
-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Chucky got off from the floor and dusted himself off.
"I am really starting to get sick of hitting the fucken wall." Chucky
said as he reached for the sedative again and was ready to strike the
doctor millions of times. He was walked towards her when the door
slightly opened.
"Dr. Smith?" Dagwood said as he slowly opened the door. Chucky let out
a sigh of relief and kept walking towards the doctor.
"Dr. Smith!" Dagwood shouted as he ran to the doctor. He tried waking
her up but she was out cold. Dagwood began to nervously rub his cheek.
"What's wrong with Dr. Smith?" Dagwood asked the doll.
"She didn't play nice. She had to be taught a lesson." Chucky said.
Chucky was still making his way to the doctor when Dagwood put himself
in front of her fallen body. Chucky stopped dead in his tracks. He
put on a fake smile and let the sedative drop to the floor. "Hey
Dagwood, come on, I am your friend right?" Chucky said as he saw
Dagwood's innocent face turn blood red with anger.
"You are not my friend, you are bad." Dagwood said as he walked towards
the doll and picked him up from his back of the doll's overalls. "I am
telling the Captain that you hurt doctor Smith." Dagwood said as he
held the doll far back, avoiding the kicks that Chucky was throwing.
"You fucker put me down! I said put me down or else I will kill
you!!!" Chucky said.
"No.. I am.." Dagwood began to say when he heard footsteps coming from
outside the room. Chucky instantly played dead and 2 men entered the
room. The two men saw the dagger in the middle of the room holding up
a toy. Brody was the one that spotted Dr. Smith on the floor and
raised his firearm, aiming it right at Dagwood's heart.
"Lt. Brody, put the gun down." Captain Bridger instructed.
"I cant sir, he's been doing all the killings. How can you explain the
gun in Lucas' room? Or now! He's here and Dr. Smith is knock out on
the floor.. Come on captain, the pieces fit!" Lt. Brody said as he got
a steady handle on the weapon.
-*-*-*--*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Wasn't expecting that huh? O_o brain hurts now... tell me whats ya thought..
Dr. Ronica at your service... hehehehe.. yeah right...
Personal Note- Thanks to all that have been waiting patiently for this
story. I know, I know I need to be punished for makin ya guys wait
this long... A major thanks goes out to Dag. Her real name is Jen but
so long ago, I have been calling her Dag... All my writing for now on
is due because of you girl. You know the reasons and I am really happy
to call you my friend. Thanks a lot. Oh, I got the lines for Chucky's
chant from my friend Candy, who is also writing a Child's Play story
here… hint hint… There is really no where you can find theses lines
so... erg… sorry. Enjoy.
Can't Keep A Good Guy Down.
By the untalented JOxER
Chapter seven
1...2....3....
"Ah di duy dembel ah, GIVE ME THE POWER I BEG OF YOU!" Chucky said
loudly. Lucas was still crying as he saw the lights flicker in the
room. With the gun in his mouth, there was really nothing he could do.
"Laver merci e debua shion. Zente a mupa de morte..." Chucky was about
to finish the second to the last of the chant when he heard someone
yelling outside the door. Chucky forgot about the power he had when he
had the gun on Lucas mouth and raised the gun towards the door, aiming
right at, waiting for the people outside to come in. Lucas saw his
moment to take action and didn't think twice when he caught Chucky by
surprise and threw him against the far wall of the room. Chucky
dropped his gun and hit the wall hard. Lucas crawled towards the gun
and as Lucas got a grip on the gun and Chucky's plastic body hit the
wall, the door busted open. Lucas, still shaky from what happened,
raised the gun to the people coming into the room. The two doctors
stopped when they saw Lucas pointing an unsteady gun to them.
"Lucas, oh my god... please Lucas, put the gun down." Kristen said as
she saw the teen on the floor, obvious in pain. Lucas eyed her funny
as not really hearing her and he started to lower the gun down.
Kristen and Wendy sighed as they began to approach the teen. Lucas
quickly reacted and began to raise the gun again. Kristen and Wendy
stopped again but were left confused when Lucas didn't point to them,
instead to an object on the floor. Kristen turned to the direction of
the gun was pointing and saw Lucas was pointing at a doll that was on
the floor.
"What are you doing Lucas?" Kristen said as she neared the doll on the
floor.
"I have to kill it! DONT GO NEAR IT!!! It wanted to kill me!" Lucas
said as he began to get up, his voice trembling as he did.
"Lucas that is ridiculous.. Surely you don't think that this doll."
Kristen said as she picked up the toy and placed it on Lucas' bed.
"That this doll is trying to kill you."
"But it is!!!" Lucas said as he aimed for the doll on the bed. Wendy
saw the terror in the teen's eyes and tried to talk to him.
"Lucas, please, I think you are not thinking straight." Wendy said as
she neared the teen. Lucas took all of his attention and gave it to
the doctor.
"Yes! He said that he was going to take my body... my soul! He told me
that his real name is Charles Lee Ray and that I was going to become
him!!!" Lucas said, going into hysteria. "He is going to kill me and
no one believes me!" Lucas said. Lucas still had the gun in his hand
but this time, was just waving it around as he spoke. No one notice
when Kristen exited the room or when she came back with something in
her hands.
"Lucas..." Wendy began again, trying to get the gun from his hand.
"I am telling you the truth! Please believe me! I am!" Lucas said as
he put the gun at his side. Wendy began to near him again as he put
his arm up as something came into Lucas mind. "You.. You have to know
that I am telling you the truth! I mean you can scan me! I am not
making this up!!!" Lucas said as he neared the small distance between
himself and the doctor.
"Lucas, I really don't think..."
"Please Dr. Smith.. At least tell me if this is truth or else I am
going out of my mind!!!" Lucas said as he dropped the gun on the floor
and held out his hands towards the doctor. Wendy still didn't think
this was the right idea but it would also explain the fact why
Lucas was acting this way.
"Alright, I need to close your eyes and relax." Wendy said as she took
his hands into her own and also did the same. Wendy was almost inside
Lucas mind when he felt Lucas jerk away. Wendy opened her eyes to see
Dr. Westphalen pulling out the sedative that she just injected to the
teen. Lucas pulled his hands away from Dr. Smith and tired to run out
of the room. Lucas only came within a footstep when he was collapsing.
Kristen set the sedative on Lucas bed as she went to catch the teen.
Wendy also did the same and Lucas was about two inches from hitting the
floor. No one noticed with the sedative Kristen placed on Lucas' bed
slowly made its way toward the insides of blue overalls. Wendy and
Kristen lifted Lucas and placed him on the bed once more.
"Why did you do that!" Wendy said as she pulled the covers over Lucas.
"He must have been in shock when he woke. He wasn't thinking
clearly..You saw what he was doing with that gun; he could of hurt
someone... I did what any other doctor would I have done."
"I am another doctor and I wouldn't have done what you did...." Wendy
was going to continue with the argument when she decided against it.
She didn't kneed to waste her time with a childish game of its your
fault...
Wendy grabed the doll from Lucas' bed and carried out the room.
"What are you going to do with that!" Kristen said.
"The only thing I got from Lucas was that he was terrified of the
doll... since you didn't let me find out what was rally wrong with
Lucas, the least I can do is rid him of this!" Wendy said as she exited
the room.
Kristen just gave one of the meanest looks she could give a person as
Wendy left the room. She checked on the sleeping teen and there was
nothing wrong with him. She sighed in relief and remembered the gun on
the floor. She picked up the weapons and yucked at it as she examined
it. She noticed that the gun was a disrupter, the same kind used to
kill the two men at the rest rooms. She called in Brody and she waited
outside the room for his arrival.
A couple of minutes went by when Lt. Brody showed up at med. bay.
"You wanted to see me Dr. Westphalen?" Brody questioned.
"Yes, I found this gun in Lucas room today. It could be the one that
was used in the murders." Dr. Westphalen said as she handed him the
weapon. Brody took it and began to examine it, it sure was a weapon
a security officer would carry but he wasn't sure if it was the missing
one.
"You are sure you found it in Lucas room?"
"Yes, there was an upset in his room just now but at the end, the gun
was there." Kristen said, not wanting any details of the event escape
before she could talk to the captain.
"Wait a second and I will find out." Brody said as he turned on his
pal. He ordered the caller to run the number of Morissette gun serial
number. It took about two seconds for the caller to repeat the numbers
to the lieutenant and lieutenant eyes widen as the numbers the caller
read off were the same one that the gun displayed.
"Who else has been in with Lucas?" Brody questioned, knowing that the
teen couldn't have just woke up and killed two people without leaving
med bay unnoticed. He knew that Dr. Westphalen was watching the teen
like a hawk.
"Only the captain, myself, Dr. Smith and Dagwood..." Dr. Westphalen
thought of all the people that had come to visit Lucas. "Surely you
don't think that... Either Dr. Smith or the captain being the murderers
do you?"
"No, but Dagwood."
"That's insane! Dagwood would never do anything like that!"
"He's a dagger and in my book, he will always be a dagger." Brody said
as he remembered the time he was almost killed in the prison camp for
daggers. He had hate for all of them, even Dagwood. His heart told
him that the same, that Dagwood couldn't even hurt a fly but his mind
was going on facts alone. He was confused and the only way he was ever
going to find out was for Dr. Smith to scan him. Brody went for his
PAL again and summed Dagwood.
"Yes?" Dagwood said.
"Dagwood, I need you to go to Dr. Smith now."
"You said I had to clean the bathrooms, I am cleaning them now. There
is a lot of blood and I need..."
"Forget what I said, go see doctor Smith."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, you can clean the bathrooms later."
"umm..Ok." Dagwood said as he ended the call. Brody thanked the doctor
for her findings and went to report to the captain.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Wendy had entered her quarters and rubbed her aching head. All those
readings were taking a toll on her and she had told everyone that was
waiting at her door to come back in a couple of hours. She had placed
the doll at her desk and she began to fill out the medical reports on
the two dead bodies. She was in the middle of the autopsy reports when
she remembered the name that Lucas had given her- Charles Lee Ray...
she made a quick note of it and decided when she was finished with the
reports that she was going to do some research on the name.
She was about half way through when she looked at the doll at her
table. She was feeling something coming from the doll. She couldn't
explain what it was but it was something strange. She shook off the
feeling and began to write her report again. The feeling wouldn't go
away and her eyes were once again at the doll. She laughed to herself
as she tried to shook off the feeling once more. Wendy looked over the
doll and saw that in someway it was cute. She took notice of the fine
detail the doll had.
The overalls where nicely sewed on and the rainbow sweater made the
doll look like every young boys playmate. His brown freckles under his
eyes made him a sweet face to look at. She looked at his outfit again
and even saw the small detail taken in the shoes. They had 'Good Guy'
written on the shoelaces. Wendy kept staring at the shoes and took in
closer look at the size of the shoes. They were only 5 inches long...
the same size of prints that the footprints at the murder scene.
'There is no way' Wendy thought as she picked up the doll. She was
thinking that she was insane for doing this but she was going to find
out for herself, she was going to scan the doll herself. She closed her
eyes and concentrated on the doll in front of her. She quickly opened
her eyes as she read some of the dolls evil mind and saw the doll
holding a sedative that he just injected her with in his hand. She
threw the doll to the side of the wall and she reached for her PAL.
She stumbled to the ground as she dialed up for someone, anyone that
could help her. She couldn't believe it, the doll was alive and for
what is known- he was responsible for everything that was happening!
"Brody here." Lt. Brody was the person she dialed.
"Brody... He..help." Wendy whispered as she gave into the sedative.
-*-*-*-*-*--*-*-*-*
Brody was explaining his findings to the captain when his pal went off.
"Brody here." Lt. Brody answered the call.
"Brody... He..help." the caller said before the pal went off. Brody
recognized the voice and saw that the captain also recognized the
voice. He had to get to her quarters as quickly as possible. Brody
got his pal again and called in for a security team to meet him in
Smiths quarters. 'The murderer could have already have gotten to dr.
Smith' Brody thought. The two men quickly went running towards her
quarters, not knowing what they would find.
-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Chucky got off from the floor and dusted himself off.
"I am really starting to get sick of hitting the fucken wall." Chucky
said as he reached for the sedative again and was ready to strike the
doctor millions of times. He was walked towards her when the door
slightly opened.
"Dr. Smith?" Dagwood said as he slowly opened the door. Chucky let out
a sigh of relief and kept walking towards the doctor.
"Dr. Smith!" Dagwood shouted as he ran to the doctor. He tried waking
her up but she was out cold. Dagwood began to nervously rub his cheek.
"What's wrong with Dr. Smith?" Dagwood asked the doll.
"She didn't play nice. She had to be taught a lesson." Chucky said.
Chucky was still making his way to the doctor when Dagwood put himself
in front of her fallen body. Chucky stopped dead in his tracks. He
put on a fake smile and let the sedative drop to the floor. "Hey
Dagwood, come on, I am your friend right?" Chucky said as he saw
Dagwood's innocent face turn blood red with anger.
"You are not my friend, you are bad." Dagwood said as he walked towards
the doll and picked him up from his back of the doll's overalls. "I am
telling the Captain that you hurt doctor Smith." Dagwood said as he
held the doll far back, avoiding the kicks that Chucky was throwing.
"You fucker put me down! I said put me down or else I will kill
you!!!" Chucky said.
"No.. I am.." Dagwood began to say when he heard footsteps coming from
outside the room. Chucky instantly played dead and 2 men entered the
room. The two men saw the dagger in the middle of the room holding up
a toy. Brody was the one that spotted Dr. Smith on the floor and
raised his firearm, aiming it right at Dagwood's heart.
"Lt. Brody, put the gun down." Captain Bridger instructed.
"I cant sir, he's been doing all the killings. How can you explain the
gun in Lucas' room? Or now! He's here and Dr. Smith is knock out on
the floor.. Come on captain, the pieces fit!" Lt. Brody said as he got
a steady handle on the weapon.
-*-*-*--*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Wasn't expecting that huh? O_o brain hurts now... tell me whats ya thought..
Dr. Ronica at your service... hehehehe.. yeah right...