Hello guys and dolls! Here is another Chucky fanfiction for you :) I own nothing but Aubrey Nicole Barton. I hope you enjoy this one as much as my other ones. This is when Charles Lee Ray was still a human, not a doll...yet. This one is quite different but enjoy ^_^

Beware of Charles Lee Ray

Our story begins with a dark-haired girl named Aubrey Barton who lived in a small town called Hackensack, New Jersey. She has a fourteen year old brother named Derek with sandy blonde hair and her mother named Gina whom had blond hair. Their father, John Barton, walked out on them when Derek was born and Aubrey was four. Aubrey is a straight 'A' student in all AP classes and in her high school band. She lived in a wooden house in the woods with a long gravel driveway.

It was six o'clock and Aubrey remained in her bedroom, typing her summer assignment. Her assignment for AP English was to write seven pages on Urban Legends. She sat in her dark, her only light being the computer screen shining on her face.

"Aubrey!" Her mother called from the kitchen.

Aubrey turned her head slightly, not taking her attention to the screen. "What is it?" She continued typing.

"It's time for dinner!"

Aubrey took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes. "Geez.." She inhaled deeply. She exhaled, putting her glasses back on and leaving her room. She pushed back her curtain door, walked down the small hallway, and walking downstairs. "What's for dinner?" She asked walking down.

"Salad!" Her mother replied with a mouthful of food.

Aubrey sat down in her spot across from Gina, her mother. "Because you're on a diet doesn't mean I have to be." She played with the lettuce.

Gina looked up from her bowl. "Aubrey, it's healthier than McDonald's."

"Besides, their salads are more greasier than their burgers." Her brother, Derek, jumped in the conversation.

"Butt out!" Aubrey leaned back in her seat. "McDonald's sounds excellent right now since I haven't eaten all day." She mumbled under her breath.

"Well, that's what you get for being cooped up in your bedroom all day." Her mother remarked. "It's not my fault that you're too lazy to get up and get something."

Aubrey put her elbows on the table, leaning forward. "Mom, are you freakin' kidding me right now? I've been working on my assignment. It's already three weeks before I have to send it to him."

Gina swallowed her bite. "Well that's what you get for procrastinating. It's almost the end of summer and it should have been taken care of a long time ago."

Aubrey blinked at her. "You know what, I"m not even hungry anymore." She got up and ran upstairs.

"Aubrey Nicole!" Her mother called for her again.

"Don't talk to me right now!" Aubrey yelled from her room. She turned on the light and sat at the computer desk again. She was only at four pages, three more to go. "Fuck." She muttered under her breath.

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Aubrey lifted her head quickly, noticing she drooled on her desk. She looked at the time on her computer that read 2:50am. She let her hair down and tussled it around, brushing it afterwards. She changed into a red long sleeve plaid button down shirt with a white tank top underneath. She put on denim shorts and black converse. She quietly slung her floral backpack over her shoulders, quietly walking down the stairs.

"Where are you going?" Derek asked, holding a water bottle.

Aubrey moved her bangs out of her face. "None of your business." She whispered angrily, annoyed by his presence.

Derek put the bottle on the table. "If you don't tell me, I'll wake up mom." He chuckled.

Aubrey grabbed him by the shirt collar. "Listen brat, I'm going to get myself something to eat since mom refuses to get us real food."

Derek pushed her back. "Okay, Okay! But you have to get me a double cheese burger." He smirked.

Aubrey sighed. "Fine, Fine! Whatever!" She walked out the door with her keys to her black Honda accent. She waited until she was down the road to turn her metal music all the way up and smoke a cigarette.

"Damn kid." She turned up the music.

Soon, the radio began to beep loudly. "Urgent to anyone who's out on the road! The Lakeshore Strangler has done it again! Homicidal maniac killed three people, ending in a blood bath."

Aubrey flicked her cigarette out the window then rolled up her window. "What is up with this guy?"

"If you see the notorious Charles Lee Ray, report it to the police immediately!" A police man announced over the radio.

Thirty minutes later, Aubrey reached McDonald's in her town. She went inside, ordered her's and Derek's meal, then sat down at a booth. She laid her head down in exhaustion then let out a heavy sigh.

"Hey!" A woman poked her head.

Aubrey lifted her head up, seeing her color guard friend, Lola. "OH, hey!" She smiled slightly.

Lola was the type of girl who's mind was always perverted. Lola was a natural redhead. She had cute freckles on her face and arms. She had the most interesting eyes. Her left eye was blue while her right one was green. She was a girl who could get ANY guy.

Lola sat down with her. "What are you doing here so late?"

Aubrey tucked her hair behind her ear. "Mom made salad, we fought, didn't eat it, fell asleep, hungry, Derek black-mailing me, here I am."

Lola giggled. "Wow, that's funny."

"What are you doing here?"

"Late night with Jared." She sipped on her drink.

"Don't be too late because we have practice early in the morning." Aubrey leaned her head against the wall.

Lola scoffed. "Don't remind me! It's eight to six, right?"

"Bingo." Aubrey clicked her tongue.

"One-oh-Five!" The woman announced at the register.

Aubrey went to get her food then sat back down with Lola. "So, where's your boy at?" Aubrey popped a fry into her mouth.

"He's waiting in the car. He sent me to get the food then be killed." She joked.

Aubrey looked up from her tray. "So, you heard?"

"Duh! Scary, isn't it? Charles is around her somewhere." Lola whispered.

Aubrey took a drink of her sweet tea. "Oh please! Give me a break! He'll be caught, don't worry."

Lola chucked slightly. "I hope so. I don't want to be found dead with a slit throat, bleeding like a stuck pig. I gotta go, food's here. By the way, Happy early birthday."

Aubrey said nothing but watched Lola leave. Maybe Lola was right for the first time. Aubrey certainly didn't want to be gagged and killed. Who knows who will be the next victim on this guy's shit list?!