A crossover of my 7 favorite supernatural movie charcters. And since a lot of them have comic book counterparts/furtues. I apoligize to those who are fans of those versions, but I only know about the movie types, so they're the kinds I'm going with.
I don't own anything
Twilight Seven, Chapter 1, The Seven Assembled.
Papa Midnight sat in his office, writing down information of a few of the more confusing beings that had entered his club not to long ago. He sat up as he felt a chill run through his body. A chill that he was familre with, and it was never a good chill. Slowly, he rose to his feet, pulling a medalian out of his pocket. As he slid it on over his neck, he chanted and a second later, he found himself in a room with a table and 5 other men and 1 woman, all of which Midnight was familear with, even though none of them shared the same dimention.
Professor Trever Bruttenholm, the former head of the Bureo for Parinormal Research and Defence, although he had recently been stabbed and killed, he aparently could still be called to this councle. Carter Slade, an old cowboy who had sold his sole only to end up double crossed, but he later double crossed the demon and was welcome in neither heaven nor hell. Cogliostro, a former knight who was cought in a similer position at Carter, welcome in neither Heaven or Hell. Aberhamb Whistler, a vampire hunter with a bad leg who died in his world like the Professor had, except that he had been fried alive if Midnight recalled correctly. The final man at the table wasn't really a man, at least, not anymore, now he was exactly how he looked, a Skeleton Cowboy. As for Papa Midnight himself, he was a Hatian Voodoo Doctor who had sworn an oath of neutrality in the war between Heaven and Hell back in his dimention. And the woman, well, she was the one who had summed the 6 of them here and sent them down their paths like she had so many others, she was Fate itself.
"Papa Midnight, welcome." Fate said as Midnight took his seat at the table. "Now I'm sure you're all wondering why I've summoned you all here."
"Damn strait." Whistler said, taking a drag on his cigerete. "Some of us were resting in piece." He gave a small nod to the Professor.
"Quit whinning." Skull Cowboy said. "There are some people here who would kill to have what you two have." Caretaker and Cogliostro nodded in agreement.
"All of you shut up." Midnight said, rubbing his temples. "And let Fate say her part."
"Thank you Midnight." Fate said. "I have called you all here because someone or something is collecting Necronamicons."
"I'm sorry." Whistler said. "Necro-whats?"
"Necronamicon." Professor Broom said. "A Summeritan Book of the Dead. Said to be bound in human flesh and inked in human blood."
"Sounds cheery." Carter commented.
"But there is only suppose to be one Necronamicon." Midnight said. "How can someone be collecting them?"
"Because there is one Necronamicon per dimention." Fate said.
"So we're dealing with a dimention hopper." Cogliostro said. "Just what we need."
"So what do you want us to do?" Skeleton Cowboy demanded. "I mean, 2 of us are dead, 3 of us don't have the strength to fight, and 1 of us has sworn an oath of neutrality."
"I mean to use a champion from each of you're worlds." Fate said. "I have one of my own who has delt with the Necronamicon before, but he is going to need help this time." The 6 men looked at one another and nodded. In a great flash of light, 7 men appeared.
One of them stood about 6 feet tall. He had red skin, long black sideburns, sawed down horns, a tail, and a giant stone right hand that was twice the size of his normal left one. Another looked like a biker from hell with spiked leather, a chain wrapped twice around his body, a shotgun on his back, and his head was a flamming skull. The next wore black, spiked leather as well that was siloueted in front of a giant red cloak, his mask had 2 giant white eyes. The other man wore a long black trench coat and beneath it he wore a vest with what looked like silver stakes in it and he had a long sword on his back. The man next to him also wore a black coat and looked like a mime from hell, his face was a white as death with black lips with a line going of from them giving him an almost insane smile and rings around his eyes with vertical lines down his face and a bird on his shoulder. The other man wore what looked like a business suite and the only thing that would bring him to anyone's attention was the shotgun that he held that looked almost like a crusifix. The final man had a couple scars on his face, had a shotgun on his back, a fake hand, and a chainsaw strapped to his side.
"Hellboy." Professor Broom said with a smile. "Hello son."
"Father?" The red man said, a wide degree of emotion in his voice.
"Hey there Bonehead." Carter said. "How goes life as the Ghost Rider."
"Better than it was in your day." The flaming skull said as it slowly turned into a normal human face.
"Spawn." Coglisto said with a nod.
"Old man." The guy with the red cape said.
"Hey there Blade." Whistler said, taking another drag.
"Whistler?" the guy with the sword asked. "Though you were dead."
"Eric Dravin." Skeleton Cowboy said. "Welcome back...again."
"What the fuck's going on Skeleton Cowboy." The Mime from Hell demanded. "Why did the Crow bring me back?"
"Constintine." Midnight said.
"Midnight." The guy with the crusifix shotgun responded.
"Excuse me." the guy with the chainsaw said. "But does someone want to tell me what the hell's going on around here!?"
"Calm down Ashley Williams." Fate said. "You're questions will be answered soon enough."
And there's the first chapter, really just an introduction of the charcters. I'll get more into the storyline next time.
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