Chapter 1:

Meet Shadows

A/N: SSS is just me separating sections/changing scenes.I chose the name Shadows because of this thing Paramount did with the Marx brothers in it (a six minute skit where they were supposed to promote one of their films) It was called The House that Shadows Built. I can't make things as geniously sick as Rob Zombie can, and I'm sorry if this gets a little dramatic and weird sometimes. I don't want people to read this and think I'm some sort of closet murderer, lol. I just loooove Rob Zombie/HO1C/The Devil's Rejects!! And NO, there will be no incest in my stories. Anything that even seems to hint a Shadows/Baby or Otis/Shadows pairing is completely in your imagination. Oh, and I don't own either, yada yada, nor do I own the line in my summary. But I do own Shadows Firefly, and the Westley family!

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Shadows Forefly jumped an inch off of her bed when she heard the alarm clock going off.

"Meet the creeper/Take it deeper/Ahhh-ahh-a-ahhh-a"

She grinned, and jumped out of bed. This was her favorite song. She darted across the hallway to her bathroom and turned the nozzle of the shower. There was a deafening creak, and then boiling water poured out of the showerhead. Shadows stuck her hand into the stream and grimaced in pain, but didn't jerk her hand out of the water. She merely moved her hand through the already thick steam towards the nozzle and turned the water on so it was still hot, but wouldn't scorch her skin off.

The steam that was flowing through the open bathroom door smelled like lavendar and vanilla, and when she pushed open the shower curtain, she saw that her older sister, Baby, was laying on her bed.

"Hello, dollface." Baby greeted her with a grin.

"Morning, baby-doll." Shadows replied also smiling as she walked across the hallway," Hand me that towel, please."

Baby reached behind her and tossed the towel to Shadows. She hadn't looked away from the AP magazine she was flipping through that had been on the floor by Shadows' bed.

"Look at this sexy beast." She turned the magazine towards Shadows who saw that it was a picture of some Gothic singer of a Punk band," Sexy tattoos."

"You know me... I'm more into those pretty boy types. As sick as it is." She raised her eyebrows at Baby who was making a disgusted face.

"Ew. I always get this nasty taste in my mouth when I think of pretty boys. Like that fag dancing around in those kid movies."

"Which ones?" Shadows asked as she pulled on a tight black tanktop over her leaopord print bra. She observed herself in the mirror before grabbing her dark black eyeliner and running it on her lower lid so that the line was thicker than her pinky finger. She put on three coats of black mascara, and then topped the look off with black eyeshadow and blood red lipstick on her lips. She air kissed at the mirror, and grinned her perfect smile.

"Oh, I know who you're talking about. What's it called? Comes on that Disney channel. Some bullshit about a dickhead musical. Yeah, he's gross. He's girlier than I am, and..." Shadows turned away from her mirror and ran her hand up into her long black hair and stuck a sexy pose by sticking her butt out and bending her knees," I'd say I'm pretty girly."
"Pretty sexy." Baby corrected, flicking her tongue at her and they both giggled. Shadows plopped onto the bed beside her and they continued to look through the magazine.

"So... is Otis bored yet?" Shadows asked eagerly as she turned onto her side and propped her head up on her hand.

"He's always bored. Just waiting for Daddy to call and tell him that there are folks coming our way, and I'm on it."

"Oh, is it your turn to be the bait? I like being the bait."

"Sweetie, the last time you were the bait, you killed the guy before he even got here."

"He tried to fucking put his hand down my pants, what was I supposed to do?" Shadows asked through her hysterical laughter as she remembered the look on the bastard's face when she had stabbed the knife right into it.

"Well... that's a good point. You know, if you would have just told Otis that, he wouldn't have been as mad."

"He got over it pretty quick, though. I brought him those cheerleaders a few days later. God, they were fucking retarded..."

Shadows remembered meeting the girls in her dad's gas station. She had gone in, pretending not to know him, and she had overheard them talking about how he freaked them out. That instantly pissed her off, and when Shadows Firefly got pissed off, all of Texas would feel it. She had pretended to be their friend, and they trusted her because she was beautiful like they were. That was the one day Shadows had decided to dress conservatively; a tight tee shirt and jeans with tennis shoes as opposed to her usual thigh-high boots, short denim skirt and tank top that came to the middle of her abdomen. The girls had trusted her, and she had delivered them to Otis. It was fucking Christmas come early for her dear oldest brother, and he instantly forgave her for the whole 'Killed-the-dude-before-he-could" scenario.

"Yeah. But we had fun with 'em." Baby grinned and jumped up," Come on. Mama's making breakfast."

They skipped down the stairs where their mother was standing over the stove, frying eggs and bacon. Otis was already at the table, gulping black coffee and laughing at something he was reading in the newspaper.

"Still lookin' for that girl. Fish-boy's girlfriend." He put the newspaper down and smiled at his sisters who had just sat down," But we wouldn't know anything about her, would we?"

"Who's Fish-Boy?" Shadows asked, feigning oblivion. They all burst out laughing, and Otis ruffled her hair affectionately.

"Don't!" She whined jokingly," It looks perfect today!"
"It always looks perfect." Mother Firefly kissed her head, and then did the same to Baby," My girls always look like angels."

There was a shriek below them, and several sobs, followed by more wailing.

"Is that the postman?" Mother Firefly asked, looking a cross between amused and bewildered.

"Yeah, that fucking dick sounds like a fucking pussy," Otis slammed down his fork and stormed out of the room. They heard him stomping down the stiars.

"Ha! That was clever!" Shadows exclaimed, getting Otis's dick and pussy joke after a good long while.

"Shay..." Rufus said, shaking his head," You are a dumbass."

"Rufus! Now, don't be cruel! She's a beautiful baby. She ain't gotta be smart. Everyone loves my Shay." Shadows beamed lovingly when Mother Firefly grasped her chin," And everyone loves my Baby."

"Besides, RJ..." Shadows asked, looking at him with those deep black eyes that burned a hole through the retinas of the retinas of those that looked into them," ...what's being smart gonna get you 'round here?"