I do not own Hills Have Eyes or any of their characters. I only own Jessie, Tanya, Michael, and Paul.
Story start
Tanya cried in pain as an angry red line appeared on her cheek. Michael fidgeted as he did not know what to do. Jessie laughed a little as she looked at the fidgeting guy standing in front of her.
"Oh so sad, your time is up. It seems I get the pleasure of deciding what to do with my annoying little bimbo of a roommate. I think I'll slice your tongue in half at the tip so I can laugh at how you will truly be the embodiment of your actions. You shall now be known as Tanya the snake, even though everyone on campus already knows you can't keep a secret," Jessie said as she squeezed Tanya's cheeks.
Jessie squeezed harder as Tanya refused to pop out her tongue. "Jessie, stop this madness," Paul yelled scared and worried.
"I'm having fun, not madness," Jessie said as she smiled at the small appearance of Tanya's tongue. "Just a little more Tanya and I can make you have the most interesting tongue on campus. I'm sure you'll like that. I know you love being the center of attention," Jessie said as she squeezed harder on Tanya's cheeks. Large bruises started appearing on Tanya's cheeks as Jessie kept squeezing and Tanya started crying.
"Say ah," Jessie teased mercilessly as she gave Tanya's bottom lip a knick with the blade.
Laughter sounded from the hills surrounding one side of the ride. Michael jumped in surprise and Paul gasped. Jessie ignored the laughter as she saw more fear enter Tanya's eyes.
"Jessie, stop, we need to get out of here now," Paul yelled angrily. He ran over and tackled Jessie off of Tanya. Jessie yelled outraged and slashed Paul's arm with her blade.
"Don't interfere, I'm tired of people interfering," Jessie yelled as she glared at Tanya, who was being ushered from the desert ground to the car. Jessie looked at Paul and he had fear in his eyes, but it was not of Jessie.
"We need to get out of here now, there is something freaky about this place," Paul said as he started running to the car. Jessie growled and wiped the blood from the blade onto her jeans before walking to the car.
"Guys behind you," Michael yelled like a little girl as he pointed behind Jessie and Paul. Jessie swirled around just in time to catch a large fist heading towards her. She looked up and saw a large man with a misshaped head. Drool was coming out of his mouth. She growled and kicked the man in the gut and released his fist. Paul screamed in pain and Jessie looked at him.
A man with a bad cleft lip had just ripped out Paul's throat. Jessie glared at the man and threw the keys at Michael. Michael caught the keys and jumped into the driver's seat. "Start the car," Jessie yelled as she ran towards the car.
Tanya scampered into the front passenger seat and locked the car doors. Jessie went to open the back door as she ran along side the car, but it would not open.
"Unlock the damn doors," Jessie yelled angrily as she tried to reach her hand inside to open the door from the inside.
"Drive faster," Tanya yelled as she started closing the windows.
"Shit," Jessie yelled as the car sped up. "Get back here you assholes, I swear I'm going to kill you or haunt you until you kill yourself," Jessie yelled angrily before she quit running after her car.
She spun around and dodged a long spike chain that was flying at her. The man with the cleft lip was glaring at her. However Jessie saw a lecherous look in his eyes as he gazed at her only in her bra. "Eyes up here," Jessie whispered as she punched the man in the neck. She smirked as he lost his balance and she ran more down the road.
She heard loud swearing behind her as she ran. Jessie felt the hot sun beat down on her as she ran, but it did not affect her that bad. She spent all of her time outside in the sun most of the time. Jessie picked up her pace when she felt the swish of air at her heels, which meant that the spike chain was being swung at her ankles.
"Get back here," the man with the cleft lip yelled angrily. The larger man who had been drooling was dragging Paul's dead body the last time Jessie saw him. "Ask me nicely and I might, never," Jessie thought as she ran towards the gas station. Her best bet is to find the keys of Sam's truck and steal it. She could care less if she was stealing. She just needed to get out of there.
Jessie went to open the door of the gas station, and she jumped back when she was faced with a gun barrel.
"You weren't supposed to escape," Sam said nervously as he held the gun. "Your friends were stupid enough to ask for help from me," he said and Jessie looked behind Sam and saw Michael and Tanya lying on the floor with blood all over them.
"Shit," Jessie whispered as she jumped back from Sam and dodged the spike chain from the man with the cleft lip. He had caught up with her.
"Nowhere to run girly," the man with the cleft lip said with a sneer.
"Well she is different from all the other outsiders I've seen," another male voice said and Jessie looked around. A man, who looked normal in appearance, yet very hairy with his long beard, was standing by the side of the gas station. Jessie's car was nowhere in sight. The truck was also nowhere to be seen.
"Who are you people?" Jessie asked as she kept her switchblade concealed in her hand.
"People, usually outsiders call us freaks or monsters," another male voice said. It sounded exactly like the raspy voice from the radio. Jessie looked around and saw a man with slits like a snake for a nose and no lips. He was wearing a hat as she sat on the porch of the station.
"You may look different, but you are still people," Jessie said as she surveyed any room for escape. However her chances of escaping were slim to none as she saw the shotgun still being aimed her way.
"So cannibals are people now?" the man with the long beard asked.
Jessie shrugged and said, "There are many definitions and types of people. Some are just more different than others."
The men standing around her let out loud laughter, while Sam nervously laughed. Jessie took this opportunity to charge Sam and elbowed him in the nose. She grabbed the shotgun from his hands and kicked him in the stomach. Sam fell backwards and landed in some of Michael's and Tanya's blood.
"Oh this girl has got spunk, I like her. I bet she tastes spicy," the man with the cleft lip said while licking his lips.
"Sorry but I'm not on the menu," Jessie said as she aimed the gun at the men, while walking towards the road. She will walk through the desert if she has to. She would prefer dying of dehydration and starvation in the desert than by being killed by cannibals.
"Wait, you and I both know that you'll never survive out there by walking back to town. You'll die before you reach the halfway point," the man with the beard said.
"You're right, but why does it matter to you?" Jessie asked as she stood on the road and started backing away.
The man shrugged and let out a laugh. "There are more useful things for you to do in this shitty world than to die of dehydration in a desert," he said.
Jessie gave a small smirk and said, "So you prefer I fill up that empty hole in your gut with the meat on my bones. Sorry to disappoint, but I'm pretty much just bones and skin."
"And pure muscle," Sam muttered as he sat up and rubbed his stomach.
"I don't want to eat you anymore. I have something more interesting in mind," the man with the beard said. "Name's Jupiter," he said with a smirk.
