Chapter Fifteen; Miracles Happen
Alright first of all thanks for the shout out! I just finished reading more of your story and well, even though it really isn't as much of my cup of tea as I thought it was, it really is interesting. I don't know though I guess I'm more of the kind of person who enjoys Chucky more when he isn't so evil, still Chucky I mean but with a little bit more of a heart. Yeah I know I'm a pathetic person who prefers the cutesy side of him, but that doesn't mean that I don't think you're a good writer if you enjoy that dark and violent sort of thing. So anyway, you'll find out more about your surprise tomorrow since I think I'm going to be finishing this story already and starting the fourth one (Chucky Goes Hollywood) on Friday. So enjoy the next chapter!
"I thought I lost you." Chucky told her when suddenly there came a loud thunderous noise coming from the lobby. "Chucky what's that!?" she cried as she grabbed ahold of him tighter. Chucky knew that something was wrong when he heard people outside of the room screaming. That's when suddenly the door burst open and Christian entered the room carrying a gun inside his hand. "There you are you little son of a bitch!" he yelled angrily. "You stole my daughter! I should blow your fuckin head off, but I'm feel gracious today so I think I'll just have you arrested. How does that sound?" he asked as Chucky quickly pulled himself up to his feet.
"No!" he yelled as he pointed at him and shook his finger. "I beg your pardon?" the other man questioned. "I said no God damn it!" Chucky yelled back at him. "I SHOULD HAVE YOU ARRESTED FOR WHAT YOU DID TO HER YOU BASTARD!" he hollered on the top of his lungs. "Give me back my daughter." Christian growled through his clenched teeth. "Over my dead body." Chucky said coldly through an icy stare. "Oh really? Well, suit yourself. You deserve it anyway for what you did to my parents." He said as he cocked his gun and pointed it at him. "NO!" Mary screamed.
"Wait a minute. Is this what this is all about? Revenge?" Chucky questioned. "I don't know what you're talking about." Christian said. "Because if it is, I know exactly what you're going through. But I'm the one you should be taking it out on, not the kid. It isn't her fault." Chucky explained. "Well, what do you know about it?" Christian questioned him. "I know that I was just like you once. I had everything taken away from me, and so I tried to get my revenge on innocent people. But when the time came I just couldn't do it, because something changed inside of me. I fell in love." He told him as he took ahold of Mary's hand and looked over at her.
"And because of it I learned something very important. I learned that there was away for me to still be a killer without really hurting anyone, and I could use it for a good advantage if I used it to protect the people I care about instead of hurting them." Chucky explained. "Now just put the gun down and we'll forget this ever happened." He said as he offered the man his hand. "No! I don't know what you're talking about! The people I cared about turned their backs on me a long time ago." He said as he held his gun up to his eye and fixed Chucky as the target while placing his finger on the trigger finger.
"I understand your pain but you don't really want to kill me." Chucky said. "No, I do." Christian said with a nod before firing a bullet at Chucky's chest. "NO!" Mary screams rang throughout his ears as he saw his life flash before his eyes right alongside the bang. Chucky felt his body grow limp and fall over onto the bed before he blacked out.
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The next thing he knew, he was surrounded by a white cloudy mist. He groaned and slowly opened his eyes and lifted his head. "What's going on here? Is this a dream?" he questioned himself when suddenly he realized that his Good Guy outfit had been replaced by a white robe and he had a pair of small wings attached to his back. Chucky's wings fluttered involuntarily as he struggled to get to his feet. "Man, are my ears ringing." He said to himself as he squinted from the bright light above his head that was shining down at him into his eyes.
Suddenly he realized he was standing on a gigantic fluffy white cloud and that there was a huge golden gate in front of him and an angelic choir was starting to be sung as it slowly started to open. "What's going on here?" Chucky questioned. "What's the joke?" he asked when suddenly Andy appeared in a shimmering silver dust with Kristen appearing beside him. "This isn't a joke Chucky, your love for our daughter is what brought you here." She explained. "So you mean I'm really_" he began as she nodded and he quickly started looking around. "And this is_" he said as he gestured all around him with his hand and Kristen simply nodded again.
"Listen, I'm flattered that you all think I'm worthy enough to be here but I can't be dead! Mary needs me there to protect her!" he exclaimed. "I know, and that's why we're here. This is just a visit Chucky and a sneak peek of what's to come if you continue to follow your heart." Kristen explained. "You mean you're going to send me back?" he asked them eagerly. "On the condition that you promise me that you'll take care of Mary." Kristen said. "I'd love too, but how do I do that?" Chucky questioned. "Don't worry Chucky," she began. "miracles can happen. Otherwise we wouldn't be here." She told him when suddenly it grew dark again.