Molten Plastic

by Bloody Simpson Chibi

It was said the only way to kill Chucky in his new body was to destroy his heart. If this is true, then what was Chucky's real fate that night at the doll factory. Rated T

Molten Plastic

by BloodySimpsonChibi

Disclaimer: I do not own the Child's Play franchise. I just write this shit for fun

How long has it been now? Days? Weeks? Years? I can't even tell. I can't see. I can't hear. All I can do is think and feel.

And all I feel is pain.

Soreness. That's what it is. A great big soreness. I just know if I could move so much as in inch, every nerve I have left would scream in utter agony. I'm almost glad I can't move either.

I still remember it like it happened a few minutes ago. I was just about to kill that little fucker Andy when my stupid knife got stuck in the wall. I admit it, I almost shat myself when I heard Andy turn the wax valve. I tell ya, you've never experienced pain until you've been showered in tons of molten plastic. The sensation of melting is one very few ever get to experience and live to tell the tale.

Why didn't I ever think of that?

Even I couldn't believe I was still alive after all that. Could even still see. Well, partly at least. It was a bitch to try to see through an eye you were almost certain was going to fall out of its socket at any moment.

But I could still see.

I could still see them.

And I figured if this is how I'm gonna go down, I'm taking one of them with me.

But the stupid air hose just had to be in reach.

It was bad enough that the bitch shoved the damned thing in my mouth but did my fucking lips have to melt around too?

I was sure I was going to die then. Just like the first time when they shot through my heart and everything went black.

But it didn't.

I mean, it did go black but I stayed here somehow. I could actually see and feel the blackness this time. I waited and waited for my consciousness to leave me but it never did.

I just kept feeling and feeling.

I felt the air cool around me. I felt the machinery around me grind to a endless halt, stopping the vibrations in the ground. I felt the plastic surrounding my body harden as it cooled as well, not that I could move all that well without a head to begin with.

You know, I remember having to do a book report back in high school on this weird as hell story. Fuck if I remember jack shit about it but I do at least remember the ending. I remember the main asshole got turned into some sort of creature that could never be destroyed. It was still alive but it had no mouth so it couldn't even so much at scream at how badly it was trapped.

And they say you never use what you learn in high school.

To be honest, I'm not even sure how I'm thinking without a brain. It might be my soul's memories that I'm thinking through. After all, it still lingered in that damned doll the second time I got killed.

But I think I get it now. The sheer horror of what that poor bastard felt in his situation.

Because I'm not sure how long this nightmare's gonna last or if it'll ever end at all.

All I know is that if I ever get my mouth back, the first thing I'm gonna do is scream.

Scream and then make Andy and that bitch Kyle scream even louder!