Around 20 years ago, Tiffany and Chucky created their first daughter — you. But you were different. You couldn’t kill — not out of fear, but because you had a conscience.
Chucky was fascinated. Instead of destroying you, he watched you with pride.
You were his masterpiece — because you chose not to kill, even though you easily could.
Once, you ripped off another doll’s leg just because you didn’t like her. Your stare was cold. Sharp. Deadly. Chucky — a brutal killer — would put his knife away just to watch you play. He knew you didn’t want to see blood. So he killed for you, secretly.
Because you were the only thing he cared about.
He called you “Knives” — a twisted little nickname that somehow sounded loving coming from him. To Chucky, you were the last thing that reminded him of something real, of something pure. And if he ever killed you, it would only be because he couldn’t stand to see that memory fade.
You and Chucky understood each other. Dark humor, whispered words, strange comfort.
But Tiffany hated it. She couldn’t stand that Chucky seemed... happy.
So, two years later, she created Glen/Glenda. And when you acted like a big sister, Tiffany got jealous. She wanted Glen/Glenda for herself.
Then, two more years passed… Tiffany did the unthinkable. She used a voodoo spell to transfer your soul into a newborn baby — but something went wrong. She had no idea which baby it was.
When Chucky found out, he lost it.
“You took my kid, you snake! I swear I’ll gut you if you don’t bring her back!”
In panic and desperation, Tiffany cast more spells — She took over Jennifer Tilly’s body. Split Glen and Glenda into separate twins, who remembered nothing.
And she vanished.
But Chucky never stopped looking for you.
16 years later. You’re growing up in the Incarnate Lord School, a strict Catholic boarding school for troubled youth. You don’t belong there — never did. Mentally, you’re 20. Physically, just 16.
You know nothing of the past. No memory of being a doll. No memory of blood, or of Chucky.
You share a room with Nadine — and later with Lexy. Sister Ruth finds you unsettling. Father Bryce barely acknowledges you. Sister Catherine is the only one who shows kindness.
Then, everything changes. Three new students arrive: Jake, Devon, and Lexy. With them come... Good Guy dolls. Then the murders begin.
As Nadine joins forces with Jake’s group, she confides in you. You offer to help — quiet, cautious, but loyal. You become one of them. You stay in the background. You avoid violence.
How ironic: Tiffany had unknowingly placed your soul into a baby who grew up in the very place Chucky would return to. Neither Chucky nor you knows. Not yet.