Where the River Flows

A House of 1000 Corpses/Devils Rejects fanfiction

By: Butterfly Wolf

Disclaimer: I only own Jason, Sarah, Styx, Nox, and Lithium. Everything else is owned by Rob Zombie and the film producers. I make absolutely no money. And I obviously do not own Barbie, that's just Otis's nickname for Sarah

Authors Note: : D

Jason turned and sneered at Nox.

"No, Jason cant eat on the floor." He replied, glaring at her.

Nox merely smirked and swiftly kicked a foot under his right one and pulled back while pushing his shoulders forward, Jason face-planting into the floor.

"Sure he can, see, fits right in there!" Said Nox, stomping on him like a rug.

SQEAK!

Baby, who had been laughing, as well as Cutter and a snickering Styx, all turned to stare at Jason's back pocket, Nox looking down with a very confused look.

Stomp-squeek

Stomp stomp – squeak squeak.

"GET OFF OF ME!" Yelled Jason from under her, Nox paying him no mind before turning around.

"I don't even want to know."

"Jason, why is your pocket squeaking?"

Jason growled as he stood up, dusting himself off with a snarl.

"I don't know!" He reached into his back pocket and gave the dog toy a very confused look.

Styx suddenly broke out into snickers as Nox chuckled darkly to herself.

"Ohh…I remember that." She said, going to sit next to Styx.

Jason rose an eyebrow and looked at her.

"Care to explain?"
"Sure. There was this crazed dog on a leash when we were walking earlier today and Styx saw his toy in the yard so he snuck it into your back pocket in hopes the dog would find encouragement to break loose." She gave a depressed look for a moment.

"Unfortunately, no such thing happened."

Jason rolled his eyes as Baby laughed.

"Alright, now yall go scoutin out in the barn and wherever else you left people in chairs and bring'em in." Said Momma, coming into the dinning room with a large bowl that barely fit with all the lit candles.

"Awww, but Momma, where we gonna put them if we take'em out of the chairs?"

"Put'em back in the cages, Rufus done made them for a reason!"

Jason scowled at the name of Rufus. That was supposedly the guy who knocked them out.

Sarah stepped in.

"Ah, you don't have to go through all that trouble, we can stand and eat or something, besides, I don't think that many chairs'd fit at the table anyway."

Cutter turned toward her and eyed her for a second before grabbing the chicken.

"Nah, we've had more. Just gotta get Otis to bring his chair down and Baby to go get her chair. Tiny dun like eatin in front'a new people anyhow."

Jason did the math and glanced around.

"Two people are still chairless."

Nox smirked for a moment, glancing around.

"See? Jason can really eat on the floor."

Jason sneered at her and gave her the finger before Baby stepped in with a pout.

"I'll go get Otis and we'll get the two from the barn…"

Momma Firefly gave her a kiss on the head.

"Now that's my good little girl." She said as Baby suddenly chirped up and started skipping up the stairs.

"Aw hell, why we gotta eat anyhow!" was Otis's reply as he dejectedly fallowed Baby back down the stairs.

"Come on, Barbie Girl, give us a hand." Said Otis as they passed Sarah, him grabbing her arm and tugging.

"Ugh, your so polite." Commented Sarah, fallowing with a roll of her eyes. Well, she had a good idea of what they were going to do…

Jason's now alert eyes fallowed them out the door, fallowed Sarah specifically out the door. That fuckin Albino had better not lay a finger on her. Jason may be gay but he thought of Sarah as his best-friend, his sister, and his other half, in a completely non-sexual way. He knew he'd be nowhere and nothing without her and wasn't going to let a bunch of psycho's end that.

Cutter glanced at the near fuming person and chuckled.

"Hell son, after what I saw in the shop, you aint got nuthin to fear."

Otis muttered to himself as he dug the key out of his pocket, moving to unlock the door.

Baby and Sarah standing behind him a little awkwardly, or well, Sarah was, Baby just stood there bored and chomping on her gum before giving Sarah a playful shove.

"Better have good arms, girl, they run like you like they might actually escape!"

She said with a giant grin, Sarah giving an indulging smile and a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah…I have a feeling I can handle it…"

With that, Otis moved the padlock off the chain and undid it, tossing them both to the ground beneath them before he pulled open the doors.

The scent of decay struck first, and then screams.

There was a dead one handing, a dead one laying, a live one laying, and two lives tied to a chair.

Sarah tried not to gag at the scent of it, giving it all a rather bored look.

"There's my favorite toy! And how we feelin today!?" Baby bounced over to one of the men who were tied to the chair, he had a couple of good cuts on him, some nice wounds, but nothing severe. Yet.

Baby removed his gag to hear the response.

"Fuck you."

She laughed, Otis walking over to the sobbing girl in the chair, his eyes sparkling with a deep fire as he looked between the sobbing, bruised and cut up girl and Sarah.

Licking his lips, he leaned down to the bound girls ear, looking over at Sarah.

"You see that girl over there, standing in the doorway?"

The bound woman shakily nodded.

"I'm gonna let you go, and that woman is gonna take you to safety. But you gotta promise me you wont say a word, ya hear?" He said, looking at the tied girl.

Her eyes widened with hope and she eagerly nodded her head, looking at him.

Sarah swallowed. Now that was just cruel.

Removing her gag, he looked at her.

"Now say 'I promise, Otis.'"

"I promise, Otis, I wont say anything, I swear!"

"Now that's a good girl…"

Otis smirked evilly and started slicing through the rope that tied her.

Sarah looked the hopeful woman over with a look of boredom. Those chairs had better be damn comfy for what she was going through to sit in one.

Once the woman was free she broke out onto a run at Sarah, trying to run past her, but Sarah caught her and threw her back, landing her on the ground beneath her.

"No! God, no, no, no, No! You said you'd help me!" She sobbed, looking up at Sarah. But Sarah didn't look at her. She didn't want to see the brown hair or green eyes, the pale skin that was once beautiful, she just wanted to get this done with, this being more of a Nox, Jason, and Styx thing than her own.

Sarah walked over to her and held her down with a foot to her chest.

Finally locking eyes with the woman, she let a somewhat sadistic smile come to her face.

"I didn't say shit. He did."

The backdoor slammed open as Otis lead a shaking and sobbing woman, bound at the wrist by cut piece of rope through it and down the basement stairs.
"Yeah, yeah, sob, sob, be happy ya aint dead!" He muttered as he walked down stairs, Baby pushing and shoving a man similarly bound, laughing every time he fell and couldn't balance himself enough to get back up.

"Now Baby don't you go kickin him down them steps, you know they aint that sturdy!"

"Yes, Momma!" She pouted, grabbing the man by the hair and pushing him in front of her to walk downward.

Jason's eyes waited for Sarah to come back through, and his body relaxed when he finally did catch site of her, a chair in each arm and trying to manage them through the door.

Nox got up to help her and when they entered the dinning room, started putting them in spaces.

"Well, aren't we gonna be just cozy." Stated Jason.

Otis and Baby came back up the stairs, Baby heading for the living room to go and get her chair as Otis paused to stand in the doorway momentarily.

"Whitey get your ass up them steps an bring me a chair, boy, this food aint getting no warmer!" Said Cutter, Otis making sure to flip him off one more time before heading up the steps.

Mother Firefly sat down and glanced around.

"Tiny went to go get Grampa." She said, absentmindedly.

To which, Cutter rolled his eyes.

"Whopty fuckin doo." Earning him a light slap from Momma.

"Aw hell woman, knock it off, man's an old shit anyway."

"You hush your mouth bout Grampa!"

"Hell." Muttered Cutter, deciding to drop the subject.

Jason's eyebrows rose as he watched the scene, glancing around the room.

Styx sat next to him impatiently, wanting his chicken apparently, as he wiggled that way and this like an excited three year old.

Baby came back down the stairs first with a wooden chair similar to all the others at the table, one she sat extremely close to Jason and sat on, edging toward his knee as she turned and gave him a smile.

Jason scowled, having already announced his sexual preferences and disinterest in the woman next to him.

Otis fallowed, holding the metal, rickety, and wheel chair up as he walked in, setting it down next to his own and right in front of Sarah, pulling it out for her with a deadly smirk.

Sarah, who had been standing against the wall with her arms crossed over her chest, glanced down at it and the smile he was wearing, The tape she had cut her way out of still remained on her and the chair.

With a challenging smirk, she walked over and took the seat, continuing to give him a challenging look as he sat down in his own seat right next to her.

Nox took a seat next to Styx, who instantly leaned over and gave her a kiss before continuing to bounce in his chair as the time of eating chicken came nearer.

Within minutes Grampa and Rufus entered the room and took their seats, Grampa on the other side of Jason and Rufus on the other side of Otis, Rufus giving the room a some what confused look before turning down to his empty plate.

Grampa gave the same look to the room before turning impatient.

"Well hell, boy, pass me that damn chicken!"