Texas Chainsaw: Rebuilding the Family (Snake & WisperOfTheFireFly's_X)

[AlphaWolfQuin]

Paige​

The young woman walked through the streets of Newt, Texas late at night. Most people were afraid to venture out after the sun went down after the recent killings but Paige wasn't like most people, she feared nothing and no one and she was probably just as crazy as Leatherface. That's what they called the killer in the papers, until recently people thought he had died in that house fire years ago but now the whole town was in fear because Leatherface was indeed alive and doing well from what it seemed. Paige stood behind a local bar watching people as they walked out, she had that itch again, that hunger for blood and she was just waiting for the perfect opportunity to satisfy her craving.

It couldn't have come sooner, a man in what appeared to be his forties stumbled out of the bar and looked directly at Paige. "Hey what you doin' standin' thar young man?" ,the drunken fool slurred out. Paige laughed a little when the man assumed she was a boy, it was an easy mistake to make due to the way Paige dressed and carried herself but it still amused the young woman when people made the mistake. "Hey faggot I asked you a question" ,the drunk snapped after not receiving an answer. Paige's left eye twitched at the insult, she hated being insulted and the man was going to pay for it with his life before the night was over.

Paige looked to the man and put on her best 'lost puppy dog' face and even managed to force out a few tears, "I-I'm sorry sir, I didn't hear you ask me anything I'm a bit lost and a little scared I have to say, I came here with some friends and they left me" ,Paige told him.

"Oh well maybe I can help ya out" ,the drunk stated before walking over to page. When he reached the young woman he smiled, "You're a very handsome young man, kinda a pretty in a way" ,the drunk continued. "You can come spend the night at my place if ya want all I ask in return is for some payment" ,the drunk stated before grabbing Paige between the legs.

The man's eyes widened before a cheesy grin came across his face, "Well, well you're no boy at all are ya, oh I can definitely help you out for some payment". The man went to grab at Paige again but with one swift movement of her hand she stuck her rather large hunting knife into the side of his neck. When the man hit the ground Paige damn near cut his head off, blood pooled around the man and Paige began to stab at the man's chest despite him already being dead. His blood splattered into Paige's face as she continued her assault, the warmth of it sent chills down the young woman's spine.

When she was finished she stood up and walked away casually as if she hadn't just brutally butchered someone outside of a bar. After a while she found herself standing in front of the Sawyer estate, a place she visited often. She knew he was in there, the man she had read so much about, the man she admired since she was a kid, Jeddiah Sawyer also known as Leatherface. Her eyes stayed fixed to the huge property as she envisioned working with Leatherface, she knew it was a silly thought and that it would probably never happen but everyone had their dreams no matter how twisted they may be.

 

[WisperOfTheFireFly's_X]

Heather​

Arriving in Newt, the woman known as Heather, pondered where this house she is inheriting actually is. She felt like she was obliged to look for it, but after day’s on the road, her stomach told her different. Heather pulled her truck over to the side of the road… as least; it was portrayed as a road. In reality, it was a blanket of litter and sorrow. Climbing out of her truck, Heather felt the crunch of broken glass underneath her feet causing her to look down. Upon scanning the floor, a newspaper was trapped between her damp brown boots and the rubble of the earth. The headline reads:

LEATHERFACE ALIVE!​

Accompanied by a capture of a hulking figure in a distance, Heather see’s this as nothing and assumes it is a subliminal promotion for a new movie. She smiles and say’s to herself, “Look’s good…” Locking her truck, Heather wonder’s around the town, trying to find a diner or even a littler corner shop, right now she would settle for a bag of chips. She walk’s down a street that look’s as if it should be active but no one walk’s it, only a stereotypical tumbleweed… “Typical Texas” she giggles’s under her breath. She see’s an advertisement board at the end of the street that look’s like it read’s ‘The Wet Newt’. She look’s amused and relived as she believes she has found a diner or café… even a bar would do. She continues on, looking at the buildings around her… all boarded up. Wooden plank’s crossing the decomposing doors and the jaggered edged windows. A look of worried is sprayed over Heather as thinks’ nice thoughts on why they were closed down. This was only a ploy to take her mind of the structures that look like they were built for this new ‘Leatherface’ film she saw. She finally reaches the end of the street and enters the now confirmed bar.

Upon entry she notices the whole bar is nothing but men… or so she thinks’. All the men’s focus is turned to her due to her unparalleled beauty. Though the men’s eyes are attached to her breasts in her small white tank top and her perfectly shaped behind being amplified by her skinny jeans. She is greeted by a barrage of wolf whistle’s and rude statements by the occupant’s. She look’s shy but she feels worried as she takes a seat at the bar. “Hello, do you - - do you do any food?” she cautiously asks. “Heh heh, well missy, I got a nice big sausage for ya!” he insinuates as his dirty face laugh’s at her. She look’s petrified and get’s up to run out but before she can, a plate is slid across the bar. The plate is full of fries and different sauces, which Heather can’t resist. She look’s in the direction of where the plate came from and see’s this young boy sitting at the final spot next to the wall. He is sipping his bear whilst propping himself up on the bar. “T-thanks’…” she look’s at him and smiles. He… or so she has assumed, just look’s out the corner of his eye and wink’s. The barman looses attention as he goes into the backroom.

The boy get’s up and leaves the bar as Heather continues to gobble down the food that he provided her. She imminently took a liking to him because of his silent nature that almost mimicked her. After finishing the meal, Heather does not need to pay as the silent (on first impression) boy already did. She leaves the bar, once again gaining the focus of the male attendance. She walks back down the way she came from and enters her truck. She drives off to find the estate but as she passes the bar, but as she passes the bar she see’s the boy leaning on the wall just outside the doorway, talking to a man from the bar…

 

[AlphaWolfQuin]

The last time Paige had come to the Sawyer estate she had left a gift at the gates, it was a new chainsaw fresh from the hardware store. It hadn't cost her anything because she ended up killing the clerk by shoving his head into an industrial fan after he made a comment about the way she dressed. She was happy to see that the chainsaw was gone and hoped that it was Jed that had picked it up.

"I can't wait to read your next story Leatherface" ,she said quietly to herself. Of course she meant she couldn't wait to read about his next killing in the papers, "You have no idea how much I admire you". Her eyes fixed to the gate as she stood there not moving a muscle she wanted so badly to see him, to be able to look at the beauty that was Jeddiah Sawyer and yes Paige saw beauty in what everyone else saw as horrifying. It wasn't a crush at all just simple admiration like one would admire a beautiful painting or sculpture, complete awe. Of course Paige knew that if she ever came face to face with Jeddiah he would most likely kill her and if she had to be honest with herself it was the perfect way to die, to be killed by someone you've admired for years was just something that appealed to her, of course Paige wasn't ready to die just yet but if it were to happen that way she would go in peace.

 

[WisperOfTheFireFly's_X]

Heather​

The road’s around Heather feel familiar, she feel’s like she has travelled the derelict road before, though it is more than a feeling. She look’s from the driver’s side window and see’s mark’s that she feel’s connected to. The is a certain cactus shaped like a bullet shell… or that what she see’s. There is something about this area that Heather confused as more and more specific mark’s turn up, the further she drives. There is large dip in the road which she avoids, but she feel’s like she had avoided it before, or someone else avoided it that she was with. The road further along get’s covered by the sand from the surrounding desert, making it harder to drive the thicker the sand get’s. Heather pushes through the sand and reaches a normal stretch of road. In the distance, she spot’s a towering house and wonder’s if that is the estate. She does not get her hope’s up until she sees that it is not surrounded by anything, like the will said. She get’s closer and notices nothing compromising to the house as she now realises that, that is the estate and it belongs, to her, “No way! It’s huge… It’s even got a garage and side house!” she smilies manically as she cannot belive her own luck!. Almost out the front of the house, she sees someone standing outside in the front lawn… or where a lawn would go. She parks her truck a distance behind the person, climbing out she walks slowly towards the figure not trying to startle them.. ot herself. Almost right behind the figure, she asks in a mild manner, “H-Hello, can I help you?” The person turn’s around and it’s the boy from the bar, Heather look’s scared as she sees a few speckles of blood on the face of the boy. “Y-Your… the boy from the bar!”, Heather approaches him more now that she is familiar with the him. “Are you okay? What’s that on the side of you face”?

He tells her a lie involving ketchup from the fries back at the bar. Heather look’s on as he wipes the blood from his face and licks it what is followed by a cheeky smile. “I never did get your name…”. The boy revealed to be named Paige correct’s Heather and in fact reveal’s the she is a girl. “Y-You’re a girl… ?” she awkradly laugh’s off. She sees Paige smile back at her as Heather continues on, “I gather you were a boy! I cant say sorry enough!”. She apoligies. Paige say’s it’s fine and informs Heather that many people make that assumption. “Oh, once again I really am sorry, I hope you did’nt take offense” Heather once more say’s to Paige’s growing annoyance. Paige ask’s why Heather is at the estate to which she explains, “Im inheriting it! I cant bbelive my luck!”. Heather notices a look of shock on Paige’s face but that look soon turns into a different expression of excitement.

“Do you want to come over once I have everything set up and looking nice?” . This is what Heather was unaware of… everything inside was set up and looking nice for the woman Heather was soon to become…