Ever since as a child, I've been a huge fan of the Willy Wonka movies (I kinda like the CHarlie movie a little bit, but only for some of the visuals) and when you get down to how the movie presents itself, it's pretty horrific. The kind go through torture in Wonka's "magical factory" like some sort of Dante's Inferno and I have always wanted to write a horror version of a childhood favorite.

Most of the story takes inspiration from the original movie and VERY FEW aspects from the new movie.

Hopefully you guys will enjoy it! ^w^

Willy Wonka, the name everyone knew growing up as a child. The candy and desserts that crazy man offered to the entire world, he was able to find a connection within everybody. Five kids were chosen by almost random chance, each of those kids had the opportunity of a lifetime to own a factory and create something marvelous. Pure imagination was right at their grasp, the scale and size of the factory was just immaculate. The candy room was something they all remembered greatly; the walls and ceilings were caked in sweets.

However, a few of them in their early years had to learn a lesson about manners. Gluttony, pride, greed, and envy, those four kids learned those lessons the hard way. Not too many people would like to say a piece of gum changed their body or they were sucked up a chocolate pipe to be turned into fudge.

Charlie Bucket on the other hand, was kind, pure through and through. He cared more about his family trying to find a better place, even if he had won, it wouldn't have mattered. The experience he witnessed was more valuable than he could ever ask for.

For almost a decade, the factory flourished more than ever. Sales skyrocketed and the public was very pleased with the products that were coming out. It seemed every couple of months, new candies were being beta tested and they were thrilled to hear feedback from the public. From candy eggs with the most filling jam packed into them to lollipops that changed flavor with every lick, adults and kids were gobbling them up. The Gobstoppers by that time were finally sold to the public, countless testing was done by Charlie and Wonka combined. They didn't want to disappoint the public.

Those two worked in the factory hard every day, even Charlie's family did too. His grandparents took a majority of the phone calls that would come through and his mom would be the secretary and gave tours every now and then. Everyone, from kids to adults, was ecstatic to go on the tours; they could finally see what the factory was like. For years, Wonka was so afraid to show the world what he could do, but because of Charlie, he instilled confidence that everyone is not a thief. New security systems were put in place and the tour itself was a condensed version than what Charlie went through. Even Charlie and Wonka didn't want to show everything from the factory, what would be the point of having secrets?

The press and paparazzi were going crazy, Wonka's named was plastered everywhere. It seemed like nothing could stop the powerhouse of Wonka and Charlie. Charlie played off of Wonka's zaniness and Wonka played off of Charlie's structured nature.

However, around the summer time, where the request for stock was at an all-time high, the factory just seemed to stop. For months on end, people were questioning why the business came to a grinding halt and no clear answers came through. People were starting to speculate if either Wonka or Charlie jumped ship, but even friends of Charlie said he's not the kind of man to just abandon everything. Except, one letter was sent from the factory, with no name was sent to the presses and it read:

For those who are concerned about the state of the Wonka and Bucket Factory, do not be alarmed. Due to unforeseen circumstances and an untimely notice, both Wonka and Bucket had to take a leave of absence for a few months. Family matters to both of them, but operations will be halted until the two return. Any kind of contact will be handled by one of their trusted associates.

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Most people grew to accept the fate and hoped one day they'd return, but something about the whole "associates" aspect of the letter was fishy. "Associates, right…" a young woman sarcastically spoke.

She turned her head away from the billboard with the factory shown as "CLOSED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE." To her, something was so off about the sudden closing.

Why aren't more people raising a hell-storm over this? Okay, I know it's a silly factory, but the factory is important for everyone. It's almost a cultural icon. Hopefully something can happen for it to come back. Madeleine Fortuyn thought that immensely, but she had her focuses for her college assignments. Pearson Village still brimmed with lively activity; everyone knew each other so well. Even strangers who passed on by the town felt incredibly welcomed.

Pearson University certainly brought its fair share of eclectic students, but all of them knew how to work together for a positive community. A lot of the students took great in pride for giving back to the community and for the factory, which would always make considerable, charitable donations, to be out of the picture was just saddening. Madeleine did what any student would do in a time like this, form a small club with people who believed in her motto: Try it before you shit on it. If you don't try to figure out what's going on and just complain, nothing can get accomplished.

The dulling sound of her history professor going on about the historical significance of the bathroom just made her wanted to get out of there. She was known for a rather loud mouth, but she knew when to tone it down for the right situations.

As soon as the class bell rang, legs bolted like lightning and headed towards the campus quad. Most of the students carried on about their day, but not Madeleine. Today she had a goal in mind, to start the evidence trail for why that letter was so fishy. At her favorite spot, a tree of all places, she waited for her special club members to make their appearance.

The day was a beautiful one to wait for people, the clouds were in their right place and the temperature didn't feel like an oven. A lot of students would be more concerned about trying to make sure they made it through their papers, but a select few were willing to set it aside. Would this be the hugest controversy of the year? Would a few college kids be able to figure out why a huge, economically successful company stopped at such a random time in the year? This was the mystery Madeleine always fathomed about.

Suddenly she felt a presence behind her, who could this mysterious person be? Well, he was never good at playing subtle or would end up falling flat on his face.

"Chip, can you cut it out with this? Whenever you try something like this, it never ends well for you or me."

Without warning, he plopped on the ground right beside the confused woman. He'd like to play the surprise card whenever the chance set itself up. She sighed and laughed at his antics, but knew they were supposed to be endearing.

"Sorry Maddie, but ever since you wanted to come up with this idea, I wanted in. I'm always game for finding out what bullshit seems to be happening to this world. I'm just wondering when Wonka will actually come back. Even after the kids, from what I heard, went into incognito mode not a whole lot of people heard what happened to them. Some reported that they didn't look happy, especially Violet. She looked horrified. Hmm, I wonder if Wonka wanted to scare the competition away. He was always known as a mysterious guy, but who knows how shady he actually was."

The wind sashayed and birds chirped, but both Chip and Madeleine wanted to learn the real truth.

Except, Madeleine did realize one thing. "Wait a minute, I think two of those kids attend here. Violet's always hiding in the library or in her dorm with her studies and I think she might be dating Mike. I know I friended him on Facebook a couple years ago because my parents and his parents sent us to a camp. I remember him telling me that some weird things did happen within that factory, but he didn't feel as horrified as Violet was." She leaned over on her elbows on the soft, green grass. "I wonder if we talked to them we can get some more information out of them about Wonka and Bucket."

Someone else slapped Madeleine in the back of the head. "What the- Oh, hey Coco. What's up?"

"I heard you're trying to talk to Mike and Violet, good luck with that. I've starting doing my own research and anyone who went in there is on a gag order no matter what. Even if Wonka is on the other side of the planet, nothing can be said at all."

In disbelief, Madeleine flopped too on the grass. "GREAT." Her hair grazed the ground, all of her anger and frustration was zapped away. She wanted to look for anything, a lead, something.

"Well, Coco, Chip, while there might be a gag order and Wonka's not here, I'm gonna talk to them anyway. We might as well start there."

"Wait, Madeleine! I think we can start with this first!" a guy with a rather, loud, recognizable echoed out.

"Rocky, lay it on me. Whatcha got for me?" Her eyes beamed with happiness and excitement.

In his hands, was a very important letter, the letter that could change the fabric of time?

She quickly glanced at it, looking over every detail. "Wait a minute, how do you know Charlie?"

"Funnily enough, we used to be neighbors. Well, even though Charlie didn't live directly next to me, I lived in the closest house to him and we would hang out every now and then. Over the years we'd send letters because his family couldn't afford internet. Talk about corny and cheesy, but we kept up with our letters. I know Charlie enough that he wouldn't just leave without telling anyone. He's too much of a family man and an honest person. Even if he needed to take a leave he'd let me know first and up until the factory closed, he stopped altogether. This was the last letter he sent to me."

Although the words on that letter were meaningful to Madeleine and the others, something was still missing from this mystery.

Coco carefully leaned in, but noticed something peculiar about the paper the message was written on. "Hold on, Rocky, that corner there, it looks like something is sandwiched in between."

"Like an ice cream sandwich?" with such charm and grace told by Chip.

The other three looked at him with such disgust. Coco pinched the bridge. "Chip, not the time and place for humor like this."

"What? It's a mystery about the mogul of all candies and his successor suddenly vanishing; I think it's fitting."

Rocky carefully peeled back the corner of the letter, it had a metallic feeling. Except, it wasn't like a small coin, there was more to it. A key was right in their sight, on the back of it was a note attached that read: For my friend Rocky, I would never ask you this, but in times like this I need you to go to the factory. Whoever you want to bring with you, that is your decision, but something may have happened to me and Wonka. We don't know who would want to target us, but find me.

Chip didn't want to believe it, he really didn't. "Uh Rocky, what's going on? This is actually a little scary now; who the fuck would want to target a fucking candy factory of all places? Unless this person really hates candy that much, that's insane."

Both women looked heavily concerned, Rocky was still in utter shock to be given the key to the factory.

"So Madeleine, what do we do here?"

Calling the cops would be of no use, all of the cops in their town were being quiet. No one in their town wanted to say a thing, but the four were ready to make noise; it was time for the real truth to be uncovered, but would they be willing to uncover some dark truths?

/

However, while the original four kids came out of the factory relatively unharmed, what would be in stake for Madeleine and the others? Would Chip not crack under the pressure or would anyone else be willing to endure pain unimaginable?

A candy factory to most people would be a place of wonder, pure imagination; this factory was made into a pure nightmare, absolute horror.

So, the names of my OCs here are dessert-based. Yes, Madeleine is a dessert and they are pretty good if you ever get to try one.

For most of the other characters, I'll be using their original characterization but there might be a few where I'll take a page from the Tim Burton version.

As weird as this concept is to me, I hope someone out there will enjoy it.

Please R&R!