Playtime's Over

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Chapter 8: Chucky's Revenge Begins

Julie was gone now; she had left to go do something, but she said she'd be back soon. He had no time to lose. If he wanted to get out of there he'd have to do it fast. A chill ran up his spine at being left alone, but he ignored it and crept quietly out of the bed. He opened the door and looked down the hallways to make sure Julie was no where in sight. Luckily they hadn't changed him into a hospital gown so he was still in his clothes, but even so something didn't feel right. Andy spotted a pad of paper and a pen on the nightstand next to the bed. He took it and quickly scribbled something to Julie, not wanting to be alone with Chucky wanting to kill him and this time by any means possible.

However, Andy also knew how Chucky thought. After dealing with him twice all ready he had a feeling Chucky would attack the police force first, most likely the one Dan was with since it was Dan who shot him. Chucky always seemed to go for the people he held grudges on first. Then Chucky would attack any guards standing outside, or distract them so he could sneak in. Once he was in the hospital everyone standing even unconsciously in his way of getting to him would be killed off, including Julie. That was why Andy had to leave. He was sick of the number of dead bodies due to Chucky rising throughout the years.

He had been sure a while ago that it was finally over…that Chucky wouldn't be brought back to life after nearly six years of being stuck in the orphanage with no one willing to take pity on him, or believe that he was innocent. For so long he had suffered and had dealt with so much pain. He had been blamed for all of Chucky's messes and revenge killings. He had taken the blame for so many things and had been ridiculed and feared. He had lost hope so long ago that it was hard to find it again, even when Julie and Dan were helping him.

Andy shook his head of his thoughts and signed his name after the note to Julie, hoping she would be all right if he left. He knew what he had to do and that was to find a place that would have weapons. A place that he could prepare to kill Chucky, like the Good Guy Doll factory in which he had used the acid to spray on him. Now that Chucky was human and his time had passed, he would be more susceptible to wounds. That was the only thing he felt would stop Chucky. Either way, whether he used weapons, acid, or blew him up into pieces, that was Andy's only option and he was running out of time.

He decided the first step would be to run away from the hospital to a shelter, like a library or some place he could be around a lot of people. He was sure no one would recognize him, since it had been nearly six years ago that his face had been in the paper. Plus he had changed a little, and even grown some. His hair was still the same, shaping his face with his brown bangs partly hanging in his eyes. His large brown eyes hadn't changed either, but his face had changed slightly.

Once he was surrounded by people he had to look for a shop that carried weapons. Slipping out of the room, Andy raced down the hall toward the elevator and got in. As the elevator doors shut he felt fear running through him as it reminded him of his encounter before at the police station with the other nice woman Shalice. Andy had been so relieved to hear she had survived. It was the first time ever that anyone had survived Chucky's encounter, minus him anyway.

The elevator stopped at the first floor and let him off. Andy easily ducked past nurses or any other hospital employees and left through the front door. He felt the night time breeze sweep through his thin clothes and he wrapped his arms around himself as he ran away from the hospital. He didn't know his way around so he knew he had to find someone and ask for directions. He ran along the sidewalk in the dark, hoping that the mall was still open after midnight. There would be enough people to be with so Chucky couldn't attack him if he found him.

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It's one o'clock. Where could a kid go at one in the morning!

Julie tapped her pencil on the desk for the thousandth time. She had gone back to the room no more than ten minutes ago to find the hospital bed completely empty. Andy had run away, again.

But why? What is he afraid of? The man who's after him must know that we know about the doll he's using to frighten Andy with. And I told him he'd be safe here, but maybe…maybe he's not. Maybe Andy knows more than we do. Right now all that matters is getting enough proof for Andy's innocence.

"Julie?"

She turned and saw Dan standing in the doorway. He was looking concerned, but tried to keep a calm expression. From working together for several years now, Julie could tell what he was feeling, just by the look in his eyes.

"Still no luck?" she asked, her eyes searching his.

Dan shook his head, "There's no trace of him. We checked the station, the orphanage, any place we could around here. There's no way to track him if he took the bus somewhere. I found out that there's one bus that still operates well into the night. If he managed to figure that out, he could be anywhere."

Julie's eyes dimmed and she leaned back in her chair, biting her lip in thought. Dan walked over and put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"Don't worry; right now we've just got to focus on getting that trial hearing to prove Andy's innocence."

Julie looked up surprised, "You got enough evidence?"

"I hope so. And we have the girl, Kyle, coming in as a witness for the boy. We were thinking of Andy's mother for the second witness, but we were afraid since most people think she's nuts that she wouldn't be valid."

"What about us? We saw the doll, and we saw he was holding a knife to Andy. We're cops and we're well-known for solving cases in the past. No one would think we'd just make it up," Julie suggested with a small smile.

Dan tilted his head in thought, "Yeah, that actually would help prove that he's not insane since we saw it too. Now, all we need is Andy."

Julie nodded, standing up, "I'll go search for him myself. You just talk to our boss and gets things scheduled for the trial hearing."

"Right," he nodded, smiling as he saluted before heading out.

Julie sighed, "I hope you're all right, Andy, wherever you are."

She leaned back in her seat, staring into space as if hoping by some miracle Dan would walk back in and say they had found him. She stood up slowly, rubbing her tense muscles in her neck as she left the room.

A quick middle-of-the-night bite to eat might calm me down a bit.

She made her way to one of the vending machines, hoping that there was something not too unhealthy. She reached inside her purse to pull out some coins and moved to put them in. The lights above her flickered violently before suddenly exploding. Julie screeched and ducked down, covering her head with her hands. The lights all the way down the hallway exploded after until she was in complete darkness. The vending machines had shut off too.

It's like the power has been cut.

She breathed deeply, looking around for some source of light. Remembering the little flashlight she kept on her keys she took it out and shone the small light around. If the hospital lines were cut, that meant that some patients were in danger. She sighed with relief when she remembered the back-up generators. Her eyes trailed over the shattered lights, squinting as she tried to make out as much as she could with the tiny flashlight. From the way they had smashed, she could tell that it had begun from where the last light stood at one of the backdoors.

There might be a power line out there, or the generator or something. Maybe I could repair it myself and get it back on.

Walking quietly, but swiftly, she went to the door, pushing it open. A chilly breeze met her and she shivered out of instinct. In the dark she managed to see something unusual. She walked closer in order to make it out and stopped cold. There before her was the generator that had been smashed with some sort of weapon. She moved closer, squinting to get a better look at it. The wind behind her howled loudly; the hairs on her neck began to prickle. She halted curiously and suddenly wheeled around, pointing her gun behind her.

Something whizzed by her ear, smashing into the all ready destroyed machinery behind her. She let out a scream in surprise and stared wide-eyed at the surgical tool that had nearly sliced her. She heard something scampering nearby and ran back into the hospital. She screamed as something banged into the door as she shut it, locking it with some difficulty.

Slowly, she stepped back, breathing heavily with fear and uncertainty. A sharp crash caused her to wheel around. Panting from being nearly killed, she stepped forward, holding her gun out in front of her. Walking toward the sound of the noise, she took a deep breath, heading toward the lobby.

"Kara?" she called out the nurse's name.

There was only the one nurse who was still working there. It was one of the smaller hospitals that was connected to the big one. Most of the nurses and doctors were at the large hospital, and only a few were in the smaller section, including Kara who was the nurse that helped her tend to Andy. The last time Julie had seen her was when she had shown her where the kitchen was to get Andy a snack.

Taking a deep breath, Julie walked toward the desk where Kara had been sitting. She looked around, not seeing anyone in sight. She was about to walk away when a familiar beeping sound caught her attention. It sounded like a phone was off the hook. Squinting her eyes, Julie approached the desk before her in the lobby. Bending over she saw that the phone lying there had been tipped over, the receive lying on its back off the hook. Her eyes widened as she spotted blotches of blood on the counter.

"K-kara?" she whispered, bending over the desk.

There, lying on the floor in a puddle of blood was Kara. Julie gasped and jumped back, her eyes widening with horror. A surgical knife had been lodged in Kara's throat, and she lie on the floor with her eyes wide open in shock, blood pooling from her neck and mouth. Julie backed up against the wall and cupped her mouth. She was so startled she didn't hear the strange rattling at first. Wheeling around, she screamed as an operation cart skidded directly into her, knocking her straight against the elevator. Her gun flew on the ground as she collided into the closed elevator doors, making a loud grunting noise before collapsing onto the floor unconscious.

Soft, echoing footsteps sounded nearby, and a shadow appeared looming nearby her unconscious body. The figure picked up the gun, staring at it with cruel, plastic-blue eyes. Chucky grinned toothily at the woman cop who was now unconscious and clicked his tongue disapprovingly.

"A woman should never be alone in the dark," he laughed coldly. "Now, where to find Andy…"

The doll hopped up onto the information desk, where the phone still lie off the hook. He kicked it out of his way and searched upon the desk for the file names. In one of the folders he found recent arrivals and looked to see a cursive A.

"Trying to hide him from me. It won't work," Chucky sneered. "That little shit is going to pay for what he's done to me."

His voice turned cold as he saw a reflection of himself in a piece of glass lying on the counter. He smashed it with his inhuman doll hand, shattering it to pieces. Reading the room number off the sheet, Chucky jumped down and kicked Julie's body out of the way roughly. He pointed the gun at her to blow her head off, but stopped as a cruel smile became noticeable on his face.

"I'll leave you alive…for now. I might need you later," he said, smiling at her unconscious form.

He opened the elevator doors and hopped in, pressing the button for the second floor. In a matter of seconds, it beeped and the doors opened again. He stepped out slowly to not make much sound and held the gun by his side. Stepping up to the room, he quietly turned the knob and opened the door. He jumped inside and pointed the gun before him to the bed.

"What! That little fucker!" he hissed, glaring at the empty bed. "Where could he be?" Chucky wondered, rubbing the tip of the gun against his plastic cheek. "Where would a little boy hide?"

He walked toward the window, opening it to see if Andy had gotten out through the window. It didn't look like he was able to get down. There weren't any emergency stairs or anything. Chucky stared at it muttering "shit" under his breath. Just as he began backing away his eyes caught sight of something in the distance. It was hard to see in the dark, but there were lights around the large building and the words Mall appeared in flashing letters.

A sneer appeared on his face as he laughed out loud, so coldly that it would've sent shivers up the spines of people, if any had been there, or awake. His cold blue eyes narrowed into slits.

"Kids are so predictable."

TO BE CONTINUED…

sighs I know this was short, and I'm sooooooo sorry! Next chapter should be up in a few days, but I didn't want to make you wait any longer! It took time for me to type up how much I had written on paper, then I couldn't figure out how to finish a certain part, so I stopped here. The next part will be up in a few days! And this story is going to come to a close soon! Please forgive me. You've all been so patient! And thanks so much for sticking with me!

To Reviewers:

Soooooooo sorry about the LONG delay. Too long. It won't happen again! The next chapter will be out in a few days, which is the second part to this chapter. It should be called Chucky's Revenge, and it'll be a two-part LONG chapter! - Thanks for being so patient!

Dino: Thanks so much for keeping up with this story even though I've taken FOREVER! It won't happen again because it'll be finished by the time summer ends. So don't worry! And the next chapter should be much longer and up in a few days!

Nilla: thanks so much! I feel so bad for making people wait so long. Did you know that they're coming out with ANOTHER Child's Play movie: Chucky's Seed, or something. sighs I didn't really like the third or the forth movie. I don't know if I'd like this one, but anyway, I'm REALLY sorry again! Next chapter will be much longer and up in a few days! I had a bit of writer's block and didn't want to make you guys wait any longer!

Scarlet Rain: Thanks for the questions! Yes, Andy has been with other foster families, it was mentioned but I didn't go into detail. What I had planned was that he's just been with a few families with no more than a year each time. And they weren't important to talk about. And yes, he's still thinking of Mr. Simpson. After all, he saw the murder when he was only seven, it's bound to stick with him a few years. If you've seen the third movie when he's 16 he still remember everything Chucky did. Anyway, sorry for the LONG delay. I'll be updating the next chapter in a few days!

Nickie smith: Thanks! I'm really glad you like this story! The beginning is a bit choppy, but I think I'm getting better. Sooooooooooo sorry for the long delay! Next chapter will be longer and up in a few days.