Puppet Masters: Chapter 8

Puppet Masters: Chapter 8

Disclaimer: I do not own Puppet Master Characters or any of the Full Moon Features movies. I do own the plot and my OC Characters Alexis, Revy and Jinx.

*Talk* = Puppet talk.

~Radio~ = Radio

'Thinking' = Thinking

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Revy’s head began to sway side to side. Six-shooter was tugging on her arm desperately to get her attention but having little success.

“This is a bad time to be messed up.” Revy said to herself sliding further towards the floor if that was possible.

Blade was whining at her trying to get her attention. “Oh hello… Little…. Scary… people.” Revy slurred at Blade and Six Shooter only now just recognising them. “Listen… Go find… Person… and little people…” Revy slurred again her tongue like lead in her own mouth.

Blade whined desperately at her and rubbed his hook against her arm Revy started to nod off smiling at the puppets.

*Six-Shooter stay with her while I go find the other master and Jester.* Blade commanded pointing his blade around Six-Shooter’s bandanna went up and he twirled his guns in his hands in response.

Jinx’s hair stuck to her face in the mix of blood, sweat and ash nothing but blood, gore and ash splattered and burned throughout the room. The front door was ajar Baby Oopsie Daisy had fled among the chaos of the battle and the flames.

Jinx’s collapsed on the floor spat out some blood watching as the flames settled down. She was getting sicker the already pail girl was ghost white excepted where the blood and ash stuck to her body, clothes and hair with matching dark circles around her eyes.

“Ugh, what a mess. Is everyone okay?” She asked looking around. The puppets assembled in front of her all three unharmed and for accounted.

“Enjoy Hell.” Jinx spat at remans of the men and demonic toys while trying to get back up. The puppets told her to wait were she was and went back upstairs.

Jinx was to wake to complain let alone walk so she complied and stayed downstairs. Jinx looked at her sister’s couch now nothing more than ash with armrests.

Revy wasn’t going to be pleased and this really had to be cleaned up before Alexis got back.

Jinx looked around for a phone and then stopped.

‘WHAT WAS SHE THINKING!?’ Jinx scolded herself.

‘Who would believe her that these men had broken in with demonic like toys and that a bunch of autonomous marionettes had helped fend them off.’

She was fresh from the nut house not stupid.

She’d have to hide the bodies fast before her sisters got home, but where?

~ Are you there? ~

A voice broke through Jinx’s train of panic, startling the insane girl.

~ Answer me! What is going on? You were supposed to report when you reached the hotel. ~ A voice said from somewhere in the room Jinx scanned the room. ‘Did they miss someone… Something?’  

~ Hey we got the kid. ~   It was coming from one of the men Jinx tore into them searching coming across a radio.

~ Brats stoned off her face she had one of the puppets with her. Think Miss Sharp will give me a pay raise for this score? ~ A new voice announced.

The radio had been damaged in the fight and crumpled in her shaking hand.

Jinx went cold. Unable to speak only the odd quivering breath, tears filled her eyes. Not again. This couldn’t be happening again, she couldn’t have failed her sister again.

“Jinx… Jinx…” A voice calls out to her Jinx looks around to see a brown trench coat.  

Julian and Miss Sharp were waiting in the limo for the Toulon brat and a puppet. The drooling child is shoved in by a drooled on guard and a strong metal box placed in afterwards.

Miss Sharp hands the man a briefcase full of money and Julian starts the limo.

Her tan skin was starting to wrinkle as her eyes burned with a dark light. Miss Sharp wasn’t impressed with the drooling brat. This was Andre Toulon’s last descendent.

She was expecting someone worthy of the Toulon bloodline. “How pathetic.” Miss Sharp hissed Revy kicking her with her pointy high heal shoe.

Six shooter hissed angrily at her from within the metal cage that trapped him.