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G through L › House of 1000 Corpses
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
16
Views:
4,072
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1
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I do not own House of 1000 Corpses, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
F-in Pigs!
Chapter 14 - F-in Pigs! (Few hours later)
“Sheriff’s Department.” An elderly woman’s voice answered.
“I think someone is robbing my cabin.” The near hysterical woman sputtered out.
The first woman, rolled her eyes. They always watch too much television.
“What makes you think someone is breaking in?” Her mind was wandering away.
“A neighbor sees a vehicle outside and the door is open. No one should be there.” The obvious answer. “ And a large man was seen kicking in the door.”
“What’s the address?” She flipped through a discarded magazine.
The woman on the other line gave her the address, then her name and number. “We’ll send someone out right away.”
The woman caller smiled to herself as she hung up the phone. He was caught once and for all.
The silver haired woman, reached across the desk and grabbed the radio mic. “Sheriff?”
A crackle answered her call. “We may have a hot one.”
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The crunch of tires on gravel broke the silence of the night.
Ryek lazily opened her eyes. Something had woken her up. The moonlight revealed the still slumped over frame of the fat man. She shifted her gaze towards the floor. Lee was staring up, out the window.
A car door slammed. Otis leaped off the cot, rushing to the window. “Fucking pigs!”
Ryek was wide awake now. He threw her, her clothes. She in turn tossed him a fresh magazine.
“It fucking serves you right.” Lee’s confidence grew with the new arrivals.
“You fucking called them!” Otis turned the gun on her, pulling his pants up with the other hand.
“How the hell could I?” She yelled at him. “Your done now, no way out.”
Lee smiled matter of factly, her being saved was seconds away.
“I will enjoy seeing you two fry.” Her bitchiness showing up once again.
“You bitch!” Ryek snatched the gun from Otis, and point blank, pulled the trigger.
Lee hadn’t a chance. The bullet tore through her skull and out the back, splattering grey brain matter across her now dead boyfriend and the wall behind.
Otis smirked in the partial darkness, as the pathetic woman’s body slumped to the floor.
“Takes care of her.” He smiled over at Ryek, she was learning.
“I have had more than enough of that mouth.” Ryek handed the gun back to Otis. “What do we do now?”
Otis shattered a corner of the window, taking careful aim, he pulled the trigger.
The shot rang out shattering the still night.
The deputy dove for cover behind his cruiser. The bullet missing him by inches as it slammed into the passenger door.
“Fuck.” Otis slammed his fist against the window frame. “Fucker’s calling for back up now.”
Three more cars came sliding into the clear as de ja vu came over Otis.
“Here we go again.” He glanced at Ryek who had come up behind him.
They dropped to their knees, crawling for cover as the bullets riddled the front walls of the small cabin.
“Sheriff’s Department.” An elderly woman’s voice answered.
“I think someone is robbing my cabin.” The near hysterical woman sputtered out.
The first woman, rolled her eyes. They always watch too much television.
“What makes you think someone is breaking in?” Her mind was wandering away.
“A neighbor sees a vehicle outside and the door is open. No one should be there.” The obvious answer. “ And a large man was seen kicking in the door.”
“What’s the address?” She flipped through a discarded magazine.
The woman on the other line gave her the address, then her name and number. “We’ll send someone out right away.”
The woman caller smiled to herself as she hung up the phone. He was caught once and for all.
The silver haired woman, reached across the desk and grabbed the radio mic. “Sheriff?”
A crackle answered her call. “We may have a hot one.”
*******************************************************************
The crunch of tires on gravel broke the silence of the night.
Ryek lazily opened her eyes. Something had woken her up. The moonlight revealed the still slumped over frame of the fat man. She shifted her gaze towards the floor. Lee was staring up, out the window.
A car door slammed. Otis leaped off the cot, rushing to the window. “Fucking pigs!”
Ryek was wide awake now. He threw her, her clothes. She in turn tossed him a fresh magazine.
“It fucking serves you right.” Lee’s confidence grew with the new arrivals.
“You fucking called them!” Otis turned the gun on her, pulling his pants up with the other hand.
“How the hell could I?” She yelled at him. “Your done now, no way out.”
Lee smiled matter of factly, her being saved was seconds away.
“I will enjoy seeing you two fry.” Her bitchiness showing up once again.
“You bitch!” Ryek snatched the gun from Otis, and point blank, pulled the trigger.
Lee hadn’t a chance. The bullet tore through her skull and out the back, splattering grey brain matter across her now dead boyfriend and the wall behind.
Otis smirked in the partial darkness, as the pathetic woman’s body slumped to the floor.
“Takes care of her.” He smiled over at Ryek, she was learning.
“I have had more than enough of that mouth.” Ryek handed the gun back to Otis. “What do we do now?”
Otis shattered a corner of the window, taking careful aim, he pulled the trigger.
The shot rang out shattering the still night.
The deputy dove for cover behind his cruiser. The bullet missing him by inches as it slammed into the passenger door.
“Fuck.” Otis slammed his fist against the window frame. “Fucker’s calling for back up now.”
Three more cars came sliding into the clear as de ja vu came over Otis.
“Here we go again.” He glanced at Ryek who had come up behind him.
They dropped to their knees, crawling for cover as the bullets riddled the front walls of the small cabin.