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Disclaimer: I don't own Texas Chainsaw Massacre, I do own the OCS in this story

I knew this trip would end in death, blame it on my primal instincts. Strangely, I wasn't afraid of being killed or hurt, I felt like I was doing the right thing by bring them to Texas with me. I hate these people, they always want to drink, have sex and party. It annoys me to no end.

There are ten of those heathens. Three were football players; Micheal the blonde with blue eyes, Sam the black haired brute, and George the other blonde player. Those three were idiots and only cared about having sex with their girlfriends. Their girlfriends were part of the cheerleading squad. Jen, tall and had long black hair, was Micheal's girl. Sammy, the shortest cheerleader and has brown wavy hair, was George's girl. And Samantha, also tall with blonde hair, was Sam's girl.

The last four dunderheads on this trip were Fred, Maria, Jessica, and Jeff. Jessica and Jeff are twins, but are total opposites. Well besides having "fun". Jeff likes to hump anything with a pulse while Jessica was pickier with her choices. They both had the same brown hair and green eyes; just Jessica's hair was longer. Maria was a spit fire and had a condescending attitude that I despise. Fred is the nerd of the group, but only when he is sober which is rare.

Out of all the occupants in the car I only care about one, Melissa. She is the most important person to me in the world. Her mother died during childbirth and the father was unable to properly care for her. That was eight years ago and I had promised her father that I would take care of her until she was an adult. Then I was to bring her back home to her family.

Melissa knows about her parents, but thinks of me as an aunt. She looks like her father, yet has her mother's sweet soul. Unfortunately, her face is deformed like her father's. The left side of her face is slightly disposition. Her eye is smaller and placed lower than her right eye. Luckily that was all that was disfigured.

She has self-esteem issues and never believes me when I tell her she beautiful. I mean yeah her face is slightly disfigured, but to me she is still a beautiful young child. She usually hides her face behind her long dirty blond colored hair only seeing her icy blue eyes.

"Aunty? When can we stop again? I have to pee.' She mumbled the last one quietly, most likely embarrassed. I smile gently while watching the road and replies "soon, we need gas for the van anyways." She smiled shyly at me.

It was about another 15 minutes before we stopped at a gas station. I pulled up to the pumps and told George to fill it up. I jumped out from the drives seat and walked around to the passenger's side had do help Melissa out because she is too short to reach the ground safely.

Once she was the cement, I grabbed her hand and walked towards the store. Inside the store was dark, but clean and organized. I saw an older woman at the cash register and I walked over towards her. "Excuse me miss, but do you have a rest room? My little angel needs to use it." I said with a smile. Melissa snapped her head up at me and glared at me. "Aunty, don't embarrass me." She whined at me.

The woman behind the counter laughed quietly at us and said "But little one, you do look like an angel" Melissa ducked her head, trying to hide her red checks. "Follow me to the back, but only she can go. None of your…companions can go." She said in an icy tone. I sneered at her and said with venom "They can find pee in their pants for all I care."

The woman looked at me oddly, but didn't comment. As promised, the older woman led us to the rest room and I ushered Melissa in before I closed the door.

When I turned around I noticed the woman was tense. I tilted my head sideways, waiting for an explanation. She smiled gently and said "When you do that you remind me of my Tommy." I nodded silently, taking it as a complement. "Miss, I have a question for you. It may sound odd, but I have to ask."

She frowned at me and cautiously nodded at me. "As you probably can tell I have no feelings for those heathens riding in my van. My question for you is their anywhere we could have an "accident" or they go "missing" without Melissa getting hurt?" I asked while looking into her eyes. She looked startled but hesitantly asked "do you eat meat?"

I smiles immediately understanding what she ment. No, I have no quarrels about eating human. I had to in the past I think of it as meat is meat. "Yes and so will Melissa. But I will only do if you swear nothing will happen to her. I said with a straight face.

She nodded her head once just as Melissa walked out of the rest room. Melissa went over to me and grabbed my hand. She looked worried and I got concerned.

I kneeled down in front of her waiting for her to speak. "Aunty, when are we getting rid of them? I don't like them, there mean and make fun of me." She said with tears in her eyes. Gently I pulled her in a hug while she cried on my shoulder. "Why are they so mean to me?" She said in a sob.

I rubbed circles on her back and softly said "They are like that because, as your father would have put it, they are sinners. They are bad people because they choose to act like that." She gasped in surprise and replied "they choose to act that way? On purpose?" I could have laughed at how innocence she was, but I stiffened that urge. "Yes, they think by acting that way that they are having fun and are cool." "Does anyone stop them?" She asked with growing hatred. I smiled sweetly and said "Yes, many people do. I including your family" Melissa smiled up at me.

The older woman put her hand on my shoulder and I looked up with a guarded expression. "Little One, my family also punishes those cretins." She smiled softly as she said this to Melissa. I stood up and asked "Where do I take them?" "Let ne close up the shop and call home, then you will follow me in my truck." She turned around and walked back to the counter, their laid a phone. She picked it up and waited for someone to answer. "Hey Hoyt, I'm bring home a group. don't hurt the driver or the passenger. You heard me young man and tell Tommy the same. I'll be there soon." She hung up the phone and turned back to us. I nodded towards her and grabbed Melissa's hand.

I was walking out the door when I heard "young lady, what is your name?" I looked over my shoulder and said "Alexandria, but please call me Alex." She nodded and replied "Please call me Mama" I nodded back and continued out the door. With that I yelled at the idiots to get in the van and stated it up. I saw a beat up old truck pull out and I followed it.

Somehow I knew this was my new beginning I was looking for. I hope Melissa and I will be happy at our new home.