Jack Santos walked outside, noticing a red convertible, with the top up, parked in front of the asylum. Confused, Santos approached the vehicle, staring into the windows. No one was inside, but a blonde haired doll sat in the back seat. The doll wore a leather jacket, and sported what appeared to be a scar on her forehead.
"Shit." With a chill, Jack spun around, but was met by a slash across the neck. Santos gagged and fell to the ground, slowly dying from the wound. The doll began laughing, and jumped out, meeting with the woman who attacked Santos.
Tiffany smiled, wiping Santos' blood off her face and bent down, grabbing a handful of snow that was coated in blood.
"Cherry snow cone." Tiffany giggled gleefully, eating the blood stained snow. "Yummy."
"Thanks for hogging the fun." Glenda grumbled, standing next to her mother.
"Hey, you got to waste Tyler and Kyle." Tiffany argued. "I gotta make sure I still got it."
"Yeah yeah." Glenda muttered. "Let's just get in there and help Dad, if the girl really is there. Besides, I wanna kill my pussy of a brother."
"Hold on, we gotta take one last thing." Tiffany told her daughter, opening the trunk in the car.
While Tiffany, her doll, and Glenda entered Harrogate, Chucky was playing with his glass bottle, causing Nica to grow impatient.
"Just fucking do it already!" Nica goaded. "What are you waiting for?"
"Well, I was planning on just killing you, but now, what fun would that be?" Chucky asked, getting an idea. "Imagine the look on Andy's face, as I use your body to kill him, and the last thing he sees before I snuff him out for good… is you."
"I thought you sent the other one to kill Barclay." Nica gasped.
"He's been fucking with me even before Alice's age. I'm sure he'll escape my one armed brother." Chucky snapped. "But transferring my soul into your body… he'll never see it coming."
"One problem, 'Charles'." Nica laughed, looking past Chucky and seeing Alice stirring. "You can only transfer your soul into the first person you revealed yourself to- Andy."
"Not if I have this." Chucky smirked, pulling out the golden amulet with a ruby in the middle. "The Heart of Damballa. Think of it as a… skeleton key, which allows me to transfer my soul into anyone I want. Ade boku Damballa…"
"No!" Alice yelled, jumping on Chucky and pinning him to the ground, beginning to punch him. "You won't take my aunt from me again!"
"Fuck off, you little shit!" Chucky shouted, punching Alice so hard, her head fell off, and her body crumpled to the floor.
"Alice!" Chucky felt something slam into the back of his head, and he went flying as well. Once the killer doll finally got back up, he turned around, and his mouth hung open. Standing in the middle of the room was Nica Pierce. Not sitting in her wheelchair, but standing.
"Nica? How?" Chucky asked.
"What, you think you're the only one who knows voodoo?" Nica taunted.
"Oh, this'll make it transferring into you even sweeter." Chucky grinned, and raised his hand, only to find that the amulet was no longer in his hand. "The fuck?"
"Looking for this?" Nica asked, reaching down and snatching the Heart of Damballa. Growling in frustration, Chucky ran out of Foley's office.
"One way or another, you will all die!" Chucky yelled, and he was gone. Being temporarily safe, Nica crouched down next to Alice's doll body.
"Alice, I'm so sorry." Nica began to cry, but jumped back in shock, when the headless body sat up.
"Aunty Nica, I'm not dead!" Alice's head called out from a corner of the room. "But I could use some help!" Understanding what had happened, Nica walked over, grabbing the doll's head, and approached the headless body.
"H-here." Nica handed her niece the head, who placed it on her shoulders, albeit backwards.
"Crap, hang on." Alice muttered, and her head did a complete one eighty, with a loud snap. "Much better."
"I don't get it." Nica mumbled. "The same thing happened to Chucky four years ago. Why didn't you bleed?"
"My body isn't fully human, remember?" Alice reminded her aunt. "By my count, I have two more days before I basically become a midget." Alice then quickly grabbed a shard of glass left behind, and cut into her stomach.
"What are you doing?" Nica demanded. Yes, Alice said herself the body wasn't human yet, evidenced by the stuffing falling out, but it was no less alarming.
"If we want to kill Chucky, we'll need a better weapon." Alice grunted, reaching into the cut open hole and revealing a pistol inside. "I had Tyler stuff this in here before I transferred my soul." Suddenly, Alice narrowed her eyes, looking past Nica. Puzzled, Pierce turned around, seeing that Doctor Foley had finally come to.
"Nica?" Foley frowned, only now taking in that she was standing. Two gunshots went off, and Foley went down, groaning from the pain. Nica turned back, seeing Alice's gun was smoking.
"What did you do?" Nica asked, shocked at her niece.
"Relax, I just aimed for his knees." Alice rolled her eyes, before climbing on top of Foley's desk. "Wanna do the honors?"
"It's like I told Chucky, I'm no killer." Nica replied, shaking her head.
"Okay, then I'll do it!" Alice sighed, pulling the cap off of another of the doctor's whiskey bottles and pouring the contents out on Foley's body.
"Wait, stop…" Foley moaned, but Alice picked up a book and threw in down on Foley's head, causing blood to trickle from his lip.
"Shut up!" Alice screamed. "Do you know what you've done to my Aunty Nica? You made her think she killed my mom and dad! You made her think she was insane! Hell, you made her forget about Andy and me!" When she finally finished screaming, Alice picked up Foley's personal lighter, and flicked it on, watching the tiny fire glow.
"No more." The doll whispered, and she threw the lighter onto Foley, causing him to be engulfed in flames. Foley screamed in agony, writhing in pain and attempting to roll the flames out, but it didn't work. All the while, Alice was laughing at the sight, finding glee in watching someone die. Nica was horrified.
"Oh for fuck's sake, die already!" Alice shouted, firing a single bullet at the doctor's head, stilling the body's movements. Alice grinned at the grisly sight, before looking up at Nica. "What?"
"You killed him." Nica gasped.
"Hey, I offered you to do it." Alice shrugged. "Besides, he deserved it."
"Regardless if he did, I wouldn't do… that!" Nica pointed to the still burning corpse.
"He tried to sexually assault you, Aunty Nica." Alice argued. "Why can't I have a little bit of fun?"
"Alice, do you hear yourself?" Nica asked, gripping the doll's shoulders. "You're beginning to sound like Chucky!" At first, Alice glared at her aunt, but then, her face softened, looking like she had an epiphany.
"What's happening to me?" Alice asked, as a tear began rolling down her cheek.
"It must be a side effect of staying in the doll." Nica theorized, wiping away the tear. "We need to get you your human body back."
"Don't worry, I hid it before I came here." Alice smirked. "Now, where's Andy?"
"He's in a padded cell, down the hallway-" Nica replied, and Alice began to take off. "Wait!"
"What?" Alice complained, turning around.
"It'll be quicker if I carry you." Nica suggested, picking up the doll and running out of the office, almost body slamming Glen in the recreational room.
"I swear, this wasn't me-" Glen began, before seeing Nica standing, and holding a doll. "What the Hell?"
"Long story short, my niece transferred her soul into a doll, and Andy told me the incantation so I can walk." Nica quickly explained. "What do you mean 'this wasn't me'?"
"Ashley's dead." Glen told her, pointing to the floor, where Nurse Ashley's body was laying in a pool of blood, with a drill sticking out of her chest. "It was Dad, wasn't it?"
"Yeah, and now he's going after Andy." Alice spoke up. "We need to help him, now!" Glen nodded, and the three sprinted down towards Andy's cell.
Andy sat in the cell's corner, contemplating what had happened that landed him in the cell. He was only trying to defend Nica, but by letting his emotions take control, Barclay didn't think rationally, and now he was of no use to anyone. He wasn't sure how much time had passed, there were no clocks, and for all he knew, everyone was dead. A chill went down Andy's spine at the thought. What if Nica was dead? How would he get out? Is Chucky on his way to kill Andy now?
One of Barclay's questions was answered when he looked up, seeing a one armed Chucky doll grinning from the other side of the door. With a gleeful smile, Chucky used a keycard he stole to open the door, with an audible hiss being heard.
"Andy Barclay." Chucky smirked, pulling out a letter opener. "As I live and breath." Andy stood up and began walking towards the doll, but it threw the opener at his leg, causing pain to shoot up from his foot to his thigh. With a cry of pain, Andy fell down, and Chucky kicked the letter opener out, sending the weapon flying into the wall behind them.
"You're not escaping me." Chucky yelled, stepping on Andy's leg and pulling out the letter opener from the wall. "You've been a thorn in my side for way too fucking long!"
"Uncle Andy!" Barclay looked to his right, seeing Nica, Glen, and a blonde haired doll standing in the doorway. The doll threw a gun to Andy, which he caught, and pointed it at Chucky, while holding him to the wall.
"Andy no, wait!" Chucky begged. "We're friends til the end, remember?"
"This is the end, 'friend'." Andy replied, shooting Chucky in the chest twice, calling back to what he told the killer doll back in 1988. Nearly defeated, the doll slumped to the floor, looking up at everyone.
"You sent Alice here?" Chucky asked.
"No…" Andy said slowly, his brain catching up to him, realizing who the blonde haired doll was. "But thanks for coming after me. You really saved me the trouble."
"Fuck you!" Chucky yelled, right before Andy picked the doll up and smashed his fist through his head, causing the plastic to explode and coated his arm with blood and brains.
"Holy shit, you falcon punched him!" Alice stared at Andy's hand.
"Did you teach her to have a mouth like that?" Nica asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"She developed that on her own." Andy muttered, before addressing Alice. "What have you done?"
"What's it look like?" Alice said rhetorically. "You didn't want me here, so I convinced Tyler to send me anyway."
"How long has it been?" Andy asked. "Since you put your soul into that… that thing!"
"Only a day. Why?" Alice inquired.
"Because it usually takes a while before the body becomes human." Andy explained. "And throughout that time, being in the doll… it changes you."
"We know." Nica spoke up. "Alice killed Foley just before we found you. You'll find a burning corpse in his office. The whole time, she was laughing, as if it was funny."
"Alice, you can't give in to the darkness." Andy looked the girl in the eye. "It will always be apart of you, but that doesn't mean you have to embrace it."
"How do you know?" Alice asked, looking at her uncle, fighting back the tears that were threatening to pour out.
"Because I've been there." Andy revealed. "Back in 1990, Chucky succeeded in transferring his soul into my body. As a result, I ended up being in the doll. One of the side effects of staying in there was that it unleashed my darkest thoughts. The things I did, the people I killed… it almost turned me into the very monster I feared and hated. And the worst part was that I enjoyed it."
"How much time do I have?" Alice asked.
"Give or take two days." Andy replied. "But right now, we need to stop Chucky." Andy stood up, looking at Nica and Glen.
"I see you put the spell to good use." Andy commented, noting Nica standing.
"I'm just glad you told me." Nica smirked. "Now, you were saying about stopping Chucky?"
