Delilah had to blink a couple of times to make sure what she was seeing was correct. Yes, she was definitely right. The Firefly's had been watching the whole time.

Delilah was surprised. Not by the fact that they had been watching her, no, more by the fact that she hadn't noticed that they had been watching her.

"So..." she said while sliding the knife into the back of her corset, "like what you see?"

Baby ran over to get closer look at the body.

"Wow! That's so cool!" She said, admiring the patten along Jessica's arm.

"It's nothing really, had practise I suppose,"

"Well Delilah, you're obviously good with a knife." Mama said.

"Again, must be practise..."

Otis huffed and walked away, grumbling to himself about being forced to watch something so boring.

Delilah inwardly smiled to herself, thinking now that they had seen her kill they may be accepting of her. Then realising that she, and the only clothes that she owned were covered in blood. Not good if she wanted to go anywhere.

"Urm, can I just go... you know, take a shower. The sluts blood is starting to reek of pig."

"Why of course darlin'," Delilah hurried out of the basement and upstairs as quick as she could.

The moment Otis heard the water gush out of the shower he decided that Delilah was a wuss who could stand being dirty.

"How pathetic," her murmured to himself. Then and idea popped into his head. The phone, the one she had used to take the photo of her victim with, would probably be with her clothes in the bathroom.

He wanted to see how brutal this girl really was and whether or not she had just been putting on a show for the Firefly's.

Otis slipped out of him room and into the bathroom silently. Lucky for him the shower curtain was pulled across. His target, the phone, had been rested just on top of Delilah's corset, skirt and... black, lace panties, he grabbed the phone, unlocked it and then raided through it's contents.

There was no surprise that it's only contents were photo's of mutilated corpses, dozens of them. Otis scrolled through, noticing that she must of used a lot of different torture techniques to pull some them off. Mainly there were no missing parts, sometimes there would be several missing limbs and even fewer times there would be no obvious body at all. Just a splattered mess with a head or skull there somewhere.

Then he came across a photo that stood out from the rest. There was a naked, male body, laying on it's back with it's arms and legs arranged in the shape of a cross. The genitals had been hacked off and so had the hands. Carved into the males chest were the words, 'I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME,' the henna-tattoo style patterns across the arms and the legs. They were probably Delilah's trade mark or something as they were quite often on the body somewhere. It wasn't the words an the patterns that were odd, it was the fact that the head was missing.

All the other pictured had a head or skull there somewhere, even the ones which were just a splattered mess, but person had had their head messily hacked off.

It had to be Delilah's ex, no doubt about it.

Otis quickly put the phone back down and slipped out of the bathroom, closing the door behind, him, silently.

XxXxXx

It had been couple of hours since Jessica was murdered and the others were yet to be disposed of.

"Mama! You seen Delilah?" Baby asked curiously.

"Urm, no darlin', why?"

"I've not seen her since-" Baby paused, seeing a note stuck to a cupboard in the kitchen.

"Oooooh what's this?" she skipped over to it to see what it read.

The writing was very scribbled but still readable.

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Yo Firefly's,

Just gone out to get some clothes and shit,

No great to act inconspicuous when coved

in blood, I guess.

Oh and by the way, can you tell Otis I know it

was him who raided through the photo's on my phone?

Thanks,

~Delilah x

Baby giggled now knowing she possibly had something to bug Otis with. She ran upstairs and burst into his room.

"Ooooooh Oooootis!" She called.

"Whaddo yah fucking want Baby?"

"You've been looking through Delilah's phone haven't you?" she smiled slyly.

"And what if I had?"

"I don't think she's too happy about it, she's got alotta stuff on there," Baby giggled, knowing this wouldn't scare Otis, but, it would probably piss him off eventually.

"And why should I give a shit about that?"

"Well she is pretty tough..."

Now, Baby wasn't one to outwardly praise people, she just knew this would annoy Otis. This didn't mean that she thought bad of Delilah, no, she had some form of respect for her, knowing that Delilah could kill her easily if she wanted to. Delilah had the same kind of respect for Baby, even though she would never admit that she could kill her if she wanted.

"Like fuck! That bitch it pathetic! To fucking scared to get her hand fucking dirty. Little shit!" Otis spat, he was defiantly getting annoyed now.

"To fucking prissy to leave that blood on her for even a second! Little shit faced whore!" he ranted on continuously, Baby had to suppress a laugh.

"Aww, if you hate her so much then why do you keep staring at her?"

"What the fucking would give you that idea!" he hissed.

"I know you've been starin'! You've been doin' it since she got 'er!"

Otis didn't reply.

"Oh! I get it! You like her don't cha Otis!" Baby giggled.

"Baby get the fuck outta my room now!" he suddenly yelled while shoving her outside, slamming the door in her face.

"You just wait 'till I tell her!" Baby gigged and skipped away.

Delilah waited on the roadside for about an hour. There were barely any vehicles going by,

let alone one that would be willing to give her lift. Then she saw it, an old slightly battered RV. She put her arm out to try and get it to stop. Lucky for her it did.

There was a young couple sat in the front of the RV, the guy got out of his seat and open the door, his girlfriend looked slightly worried.

"Hey, are you ok? You look a bit frightened," the man asked, Delilah put on her best 'some one had just assaulted me and I need help' face and began to speak.

"Um, yeah. A group of people just hijacked my car whilst I was pulled over! I don't know what to do!" she cried in a 'woe is me' voice.

"Oh that's terrible!" The girl piped up, "We'll take you to the police, come one love, get in, we'll give you a lift into the town,"

"Thank you," Delilah said gratefully before getting in the RV, "I don't mean to be of trouble, I just don't know what else to do!"

"Oh don't worry love, it's fine!"

Delilah sat at a small table in the 'kitchen' area as the RV made a slow, U-turn to head back towards the town.

It hadn't been long after she had gotten into the RV that Delilah was getting bored with the slow pace. She had a plan the hijack the vehicle and kill it's owners. Even though they were perfectly nice people Delilah had decided to kill the for simple reasons that they had seen her face and that they though she was going to the police when all she was going to do was have a shopping trip. Quick as a flash Delilah had grabbed the woman round the neck, had pointed the knife at her stomach and was yelling instructions to the man.

"Pull this thing over NOW unless you want your pretty little girlfriends guts all over the place!" she yelled.

"What are you-" the man started but then she cut in again.

"NOW!" he pulled over as fast as he could.

"I've done as you said now will you let her go?" he pleaded desperately.

"Take off you clothes," Delilah replied, bluntly.

"What do you-"

"Take off you clothes or I kill her," the man stripped slowly but before he could ask her his girlfriend back she barked another order at him.

"Now get in the toilet and lock yourself in until I tell you to unlock the door," the man complied, not wanting to risk his, or his girlfriends, life. The second Delilah heard the lock on the door click shut she realised the girl.

"Now, don't you DARE make a noise or try to escape or I kill both your lover, understand?" she hissed. The terrified girl nodded.

"Good, now I want you to strip as well, then don't move until I tell you to," the girl nodded again and stripped much quicker then her boyfriend. Delilah grabbed the girl by the hair, dragged to her the toilet and started banging on the door.

"Unlock it now, I have a friend for you," she yelled to the man, he unlocked the door and opened it slowly, the moment he did so she through the girl in with him.

"Now, lock yourselves in there and don't come out until I say you can. I want you to stay completely still, don't even make a sound, because if I find out that you broke my rules I'll gut you both like fish!"

The frightened couple nodded their head before the girl closed and locked the door. Delilah then went and sorted through the clothes, trying to fin something other to wear then her corset and skirt due to the blood stains.

When she had decided what she wanted to wear and had changed clothes, she sat in the drivers seat of the RV and headed off the the town at a considerably faster speed then before. She wanted to make this trip as fast as possible since she hated shopping at the best of times. Also it didn't help that she had to hostages in the RV with her who could, at any moment when the vehicle wasn't moving, get the bright idea to make a brake for it. Delilah was faced with another problem as well, what if the couple knew a lot of people from where they had gone and said people recognised the RV and that it now had a different driver?

She really had no choice but to hide the RV a couple of miles away from the town and walk the rest of the way, that would prove to be annoying if the couple did get any bright idea's. Oh well. This just meant that she may have to kill them both sooner then she had planned.

Delilah realised that she was close to the town now, she saw an empty looking road which seemed to lead to no where and parked the RV there. She slowly got up, walked over to the toilet and started hammering on the door.

"Oh my little love-birds! Can you let me in for a moment?" She said with a sickeningly sweet tone. She waited patiently, with her hands behind her back, for the door to unlock and open.

"Well, I'm very sad to say this, but our little journey together has to come to an end soon!" Delilah had buttoned up the coat in preparation for her next act.

"And I'm also very sad to say that I'm going to be the only one leaving this RV," she moved her hands from behind her back, reviling that she was clutching her knife.

The girl screamed loudly and tried to push past Delilah to escape. Delilah stabbed the girl in

the arm and pushed her back into the toilet.

"Now, little love-birds. You wouldn't want me to hurt you no would you?" the man shook his head quickly.

"Don't fucking move then!" she screamed at them, "but, you know what? I don't care if you don't want me to hurt you! You're both going to die anyway!" Delilah started laughing crazily before stabbing the couple again and again and again. Eventually they both stopped screaming and trying to escape. Probably because all that were left of then were the heads and a bloody pulp from where their bodies use to be.

Delilah calmly went into the kitchen to wash her hands and face and the she rid her self of the now stained coat. Before she left she grabbed her camera phone off of the floor to take a photo of her victims, she then grabbed her credit card and the RV keys, left and the locked the door behind her.

She grinned to her self evilly. This had to be the most fun she had had on a shopping trip in a long time.