1 Your Worst Nightmare (Prolouge)

"There has been a series of murders in the past week. All had one thing in common… in the blood was a drawing of a gem. It is safe to say that we have a serial killer on our hands."

"Em, come look at this" RB said giggling. "Idiots."

"R! Aren't you worried" EL said mockingly

They both started giggling manically.

"Another job well done" they said high fiving.

All of a sudden a wisp of blue hair came through the curtain. She had blood on her face and clothes.

"I hate it when they fight back.." she sighed, "I'm going to shower."

She dropped her gun on the coffee table.

"So moody.." RB said, rolling their eyes.

RB grabbed the remote and turned the TV to spotify. They started their playlist.

They started doing their make-up. They styled their Bright red hair in a messy ponytail and put in red contacts. They added lines with eyeliner above and below their eyes. They added messy mascara and put on their choker. They put on a tan hoodie with a t-shirt underneath.

"Perfect." they said, smirking.

EL Started to get ready now. She put on a green t - shirt and an aviator jacket. She put a choker with a bell on. She did some light eye make-up on and was ready.

"SAF WE'RE LEAVING. BE BACK SOON" She yelled to the blue haired girl.

EL grabbed her gun and matches, while RB grabbed their Axe and Chloroform. They picked a rag up from the floor and put it in their backpack. Same with the axe, gun and matches. They grabbed a water bottle full of gasoline and put it in there too. They both walked out the door into the cool autumn air.

"Where are we going this time?" Em asked Rb.

"Redgate Drive" Rb replied coldly.

(Flash Back)

"Oh look, the bitch is gonna cry" a mens voice said with a bone chilling laugh. A loud slap and a noise of pain from what sounded like a woman. A choked sob. Another laugh and a loud kick. Then a thud. The man had kicked the woman. A grunt as she got up and she spit on the man. "Fuck you" she said. The sound of a gun cocking and shooting echoed through the small house in which a toddler was sleeping in. A loud cry went through the living room as the baby woke up. A shaking shhh from the man and he rocked the baby, dropping the gun, looking at what he had done.

(End of FlashBack)

" Reason and connection to the person?" Em asked. She always wanted to know every detail. Mainly to tourture them and sound more confident when doing so.

"It's my Dad. He abused and killed my mom when I was a baby. We're gonna tourture him then burn him alive." I say not going into detail. I was about to burn my childhood home but honestly, I felt nothing.

"Let's go." I said, leading her through the front door which was unlocked as usual. I pull out my gun. I look around the old family room. Grungy yellowed walls hold a family portrait from before he killed her.. I bite my cheek and keep walking past empty beer bottles and cigarette buds. The whole house smells like smoke and weed.

"Ew. Is this your childhood home" Em says, scanning the room.

"Yeah." I say numbly.

I hear footsteps coming down the hallway.

"Hello?" A gruff voice says going into a coughing fit. A fat man wearing a nasty gray tank top that's like three sizes too small with a pair of stained white boxers.

"Who the hell are you!?" He yelled, grabbing his gun aiming it.

I smirk. "Your worst nightmare. I've come back, and you're gonna pay."

"Oh. A debt collector. Come back another time, I'll have the money! I promise!"

"Oh, I'm not a debt collector... I'm your child. Remember me?" I say with a wicked laugh

"Ruby?" He says his eyes widening with fear.

Em grabs her gun and shoot's him in the leg.