(LONG INTRO)

Why did the world have to be invaded by these demonesses? Seriously, aren't there already enough problems? Like the damn government? Chucky sighed. Tiffany had gone off to the market to buy and sell some stuff. Why the fuck hadn't she returned?

He heard a knock on the door, bingo. Or maybe not. He didn't care. "Tiff? That you?" he asked. No one answered. "Fucking ding dong ditch-" Chucky opened the door to see Tiffany being held at clawpoint by a vampiress demon. Yes. You read that right. Clawpoint. Because her nails looked like she could cut obsidian with them. Now that's what both killer dolls would say 'impressive' to.

"See, your little blondie wife just so happened to steal," said the vampiress, her voice dripped with blood. Literally. "Chucky, she's l-" tried Tiffany. "Shut up, you blondeass!" snapped the vampiress.

"Either you pay, or she gets it!" said the vampiress in a snarky tone. Chucky grabbed Tiffany's arm and... he just ran. He ran as fast as his tiny doll legs could take him. He wasn't about to be scared now, he was Charles Lee Ray, damnit!

The vampiress called upon her followers. Well, her devoted followers. Together, they set in chase.

"Tiff! Run faster!" said Chucky. Tiffany gave him a look that said 'I'm trying!'.

They ran past a door and got snatched inside. Chucky looked on to see a man in his late 40s staring down at them. "Needing help?" he asked.

"Yeah," answered Chucky. "Well, I am the manager of two Demon Hunters. Care to be their colleague?" said the man.

Of course, Chucky and Tiffany nodded.