Pain. That was all he felt that night. Pain.
The pain of being burnt alive.
The pain of being shot to pieces.
And finally, the pain of his heart being pierced by a bullet.
The tiny killer struggled to breathe. He struggled to stay conscious. Despite all that, he managed to take one last look at the trio of people in front of him.
"Hi. I'm Chucky. Wanna plaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay...?"
And then he finally dies.
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With a gasp, Chucky awakens and his eyes shoot open. Blinking his eyes, Chucky slowly got up from the... Road? "Where the hell am I?" Chucky asks himself.
The sky was entirely red with a large pentagram symbol on it, the buildings were huge and many creatures of various shapes and sizes walked around. Finally, Chucky notices something huge that caught his eye. He looked up to see a big billboard right above where he was standing which read.
WELCOME TO HELL!
Chucky's eyes widened after reading from the billboard. "I'm in... Hell?" He asked, bewildered from the situation. Then, Chucky took notice of his arms as well as his short stature. His right arm that had gotten blown off from a gunshot was now back but it looks like it had been stitched on from the shoulders.
Chucky then notices a puddle nearby and goes towards it. When he notices his reflection, his eyes widened at what he saw... He was still a Good Guy doll albeit with unkempt hair, withered overalls, and his right arm and left leg had reversed color stripes. That's not all, Chucky also notices stitching on his neck, most likely from when his head got blown off.
Chucky's hands balled into fists and his eyes formed an angry expression. "No... No! No, No! NO!!" Chucky exclaimed. "Even in hell, I'm still trapped in this FUCKING body!"
HONK! HONK!
"Huh?" Chucky looks up to see a car stopped right in front of him. Out the window came the head of a red humanoid creature with large horns on his head.
"Hey! Who the fuck left their fucked up sex doll on the road!?" The Imp yelled out.
"Excuse me?" Chucky said, clearly offended about being called a sex doll.
"Seriously. Move outta the fucking way! I got places to be! Move or else I'm gonna turn you into fucking roadkill!"
Chucky's fist shook in anger. He threw out his right hand and pointed at the car. "Watch your fucking mouth!"
Then his index finger began glowing.
Suddenly, the car began driving backwards. The Imp inside started to scream as the car sped off into the distance.
Chucky's eyes widened and he looked at his finger. "Huh?" Then to test something out, Chucky pointed upwards and the car stopped speeding.
Chucky looked at his finger again and pointed at the car once more and pulled it to the other direction. The car began to speed forward in the direction Chucky was pointing.
"AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!" The Imp continued to scream as his car went out of his control.
Chucky stopped pointing and the car stopped once more. The doll now had a sadistic grin on his face and pointed at the car once more.
Chucky enjoyed tormenting the Imp, making his car move in different directions as well as spinning it around by twirling his arm in circles.
Finally, Chucky pointed at a nearby fire hydrant and made the car crash into it, sending the driver Imp flying through the windshield and onto the pavement.
The Imp coughed and tried to get up, then heard his own engine roaring. The Imp turned around to see his own car in front of him.
Chucky stared at the poor Imp with sadism and pointed at the Imp. The demon screamed as his own car ran him over...
When the car passed by, the Imp was still breathing but had tons of broken bones as well as dislocated limbs but Chucky was not done yet.
Chucky pulled the car back and made it speed backwards into the vulnerable Imp, crushing him once more. Then Chucky thrust the car forward...
Then backward...
Then forward...
And so on...
Chucky laughed and laughed throughout the whole ordeal. Once the laughter died down, he looked at where the Imp was and saw only nothing but a pile of broken bones, guts and organs and a pool of blood.
Satisfied with his first kill in hell, Chucky stops pointing at the car. The doll observed his glowing finger. "Well this is new. I'm like fucking E.T.! I like it!"
Chucky snickered to himself and looked over to the horizon. "Still, I gotta get outta this damn body. Maybe, I'll find something out there." Then the doll embarked further into the city.
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The doll walked along the streets of Hell until eventually, he heard a voice coming from a nearby alleyway.
"Those dirty sons of bitches... When I get my fucking hands on them..."
With a raised eyebrow, Chucky entered the alleyway to investigate the voice and saw what appeared to be a tall demon with pale red skin, a single gold tooth and was sporting what looked to be a cowboy get up.
Striker continued to murmur to himself not noticing the doll entering the alleyway he was in. Striker then noticed something at the corner of his eye and turned to look at the tiny doll standing right there next to him. "Who the fuck are you?"
"Easy there, pal." Chucky said, holding his hands up. "I'm just a newcomer who's far from here, if you know what I mean."
"A Sinner, huh." Striker said and scoffed. "Beat it. I don't have time to deal with your kind."
"Jeez, what the fuck is up with you?"
Striker snarled and looked away. "It's just... Those two damn limp dick Imps think they can just get away from me? Them and their fucking royal fucktoys??" The demon practically yelled out loud in anger.
"Okay, I'm just gonna pretend to know what the fuck you are talking abo- Wait... Did you just say 'royals'?"
"Yeah. Rulers of hell and shit. Hate those scumbags."
Then, an idea popped onto Chucky's head. He needed a new body quick and he had just learned that royalty exists in hell... Possessing one doesn't sound so bad, Chucky thought to himself.
"Say, you don't mind pointing me to the direction of the nearest royal, do you?" Chucky asked the demon.
"There's a demon prince that lives in this ring. Goes by the name of Stolas but not that I can do anything to him now. The damn bitch called the deal off!" Striker ranted to the doll.
Chucky rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I don't give a shit. Tell me where this Stolas lives!"
Striker then stared at the doll with an odd look. "Do I look like a tour guide for Sinners?"
"With that outfit, you could be." Chucky chuckled at his own joke which annoyed Striker.
"I don't have time for this! Go find him yourself for all I fucking care!" Striker then quickly turned around and walked away but as he did so, a bright glowing knife slipped out of his pockets and fell to the ground.
Chucky's eyes widened when he saw the weapon on the ground and observed it. The knife was made of a metal with carmine colors and a bright glow to it. It almost felt... Holy.
Chucky picked up the knife, he felt the power of the blade as he held it in his hands. Chucky had a sinister smile on his face, staring at the weapon.
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A delivery truck drove into the front of Stolas' mansion. The delivery demon held a large box in his arms and stepped in front of the door. He rang the doorbell and waited for the prince to open it.
Footsteps were heard and the door opened and to the delivery demon's surprise, it wasn't Stolas but rather his daughter: Octavia.
"Um, package for Stolas. Is he here?" The delivery demon asked the Goetia child.
"You mean my dad? He's uh... Not here right now. I believe he's in the Lust Ring." Octavia explained. "If you don't mind, I can take it into his room myself."
The delivery demon nodded then handed the large box Octavia. "Here ya go!"
"Hm. No payment?"
"Nope, free of charge! At least that's what the package said."
Octavia raised an eyebrow. "Thanks, I guess." Then, Octavia closed the door and held the package in her arms. A free package? And for her dad too? That seemed oddly suspicious.
She needed to check if it wasn't some sort of bomb or anything so she set the package down on the floor and opened it up. She dug her hands deep into the styrofoam and pulled out the item underneath.
She sighed in relief as it wasn't a bomb but then her eyes widened a bit when she saw that it was... A doll? A rather weird looking one at that.
This didn't make any sense. Why did her dad have a doll delivered? Unless it wasn't his idea... Unless it was a gift... A gift from a certain Imp that her father is seeing.
Octavia frowned as she stared at the doll. She didn't want her father to know about this thing. So she ran upstairs into her room, the doll in her hands. She shut the door and locked it.
Octavia placed the doll on her bed and continued to stare at it. It was a pretty weird looking doll, she had to admit. The unkempt hair. The random stitches. It was actually kinda creepy to be honest.
...Suddenly.
"RAHH!!!" Chucky screams as he suddenly comes to life, making Octavia fall back and prop herself up with her elbows.
Octavia backed away in fear as she stared at the doll that had suddenly come to life. "W-What!?"
"Who the fuck are you?" Chucky asked the scared girl while pointing a finger at her.
"I've... Never seen a doll like you before..." Octavia said, completely shocked.
"Yeah, whatever. Fun's over, kid. Where the hell is Stolas?"
"M-My dad? What do you want with him?"
Chucky's eyes widened as he heard what she had said. "Wait. Stolas is your dad?"
Octavia nodded slightly and Chucky began thinking...
'Wait a minute... Why the hell would I need Stolas anyway when I got his daughter right here! I've got a new body and I haven't even told anyone my little secret yet!' Chucky thought to himself and then put on a happier face and spoke with a friendlier tone. "So uh, what's your name kid?"
"Um... O-Octavia?"
"Octavia, huh? Nice name. I'm Chucky, but my real name is Charles Lee Ray." The doll introduced himself as he walked closer to Octavia.
"Charles Lee Ray...?"
"If it's too much of a mouthful, you can always stick to Chucky!" Chucky said and chuckled.
"What... What are you?" Octavia asked the doll.
Chucky then pointed at the label on his overalls. "Can't you see? I'm a Good Guy! And Good Guys are always there for their friends! Till the very end."
Octavia raised an eyebrow. "Why would you wanna be friends with me?"
"Why not? You seem like a good kid. And every good kid needs a Good Guy in their life!"
"Is that why you wanted to see my dad in the first place?" Octavia asked the doll, her tone somewhat loud. "Did an Imp send you?"
"Look, kid. I have no idea what you're talking about. I have never been sent here by an 'Imp'!"
Octavia sighed in relief. "So he didn't send you then."
"Nope! No ulterior motives! Just here to make new friends!"
"Then how-" Before Octavia could speak any more, she heard what sounded like her father calling for her from downstairs. "Shit! Coming, dad!" Octavia then grabbed Chucky in her arms and walked out of her room.
Downstairs, Stolas had just returned home from the Lust Ring. He called for his daughter. "Via? Why is there a package on the floor? Did you have something delivered?"
Then, Stolas hears footsteps and sees his very own daughter walking down the steps. "Hi, dad." Octavia greeted.
"Hello, my sweet owlet!" Stolas then notices something in his daughter's arms. "What's that?"
"It's... It's a doll." Octavia then raises the doll in front of her dad. Stolas gasps grabs the doll from her arms.
"Did you have this delivered?"
"Not really, but-"
"Look how adorable it is!" Stolas gushes as he held the doll up in his hands.
Suddenly, the doll's eyes open which revealed his blue eyes and then he spoke in a childlike voice. "Hi! I'm Chucky! And I'm your friend til the end! Hidey-Ho! HaHaHa!"
Stolas squealed and hooted at the doll's cute voice and hugged him. "This is great, Via! I'm glad you now have a little friend to talk to!"
"Yeah, I guess..." Octavia said, rubbing her arm. Still thinking about her strange interaction with the doll...
Meanwhile, Stolas continued to hug the doll over his shoulders like anyone would to a baby. Chucky then reveals his true expression in a form of a sinister smile as he quietly chuckled. His plans about to kickstart a chain of events that would leave a mark on the Goetias forever.
To be continued...
And that's a wrap! Here we are in the second part of the "Slashers Vs Demons" that started with One Helluva Friday! Go check that story out if you haven't already!
Now we move on to the next slasher. The infamous killer doll: Chucky A.K.A. Charles Lee Ray who seems to have his sights set on a certain prince of hell's daughter...
Also, as you have read, I have given Chucky his ability to control technology as from the 2019 Remake movie because let's be real. Sure, Chucky has the so-called "Strength of Damballa" but he's not getting that far into hell with that alone.
Anyways, thank you so much for reading this story and I'll see you all next time!