The Army of Darkness II:
Revenge of the Necronomicon
by Dude Almighty 15 and My Life is Movies 15
Disclaimer- I don't own the rights to Evil Dead or Army of Darkness.
Chapter I: Done With That Life
Ashley J. Williams stoodin the Housewares Department of S-Mart. "yeah, you can find those in the Gardening Department. "Have a nice day miss, and remember, shop smart, shop S-Mart." He told the woman as she walked away. He was starting to feel more and more depressed about everything that happened over the past. He and his friends had found the Necronomicon or the Book of the Dead in their vacation cabin, and it awakened an evil that killed them all except for him. Then he was transported to the 1300's where he fought along side Lord Arthur and Henry the Red to destroyed the recently unlock Army of the dead, that was led by his own Evil Clone.
He had lost both of the loves of his lives, Linda, his girlfriend that was taken by the book before his 1300's adventure, and Sheila, a dame of the 1300's that he left to return home. His hand was still missing after he sliced it off with his chainsaw because it was attacking him. That pain had never left. He had made replacements for it, such as his newly improved detachable chainsaw and the chainmail and iron clade robotic hand he had made in the 1300's.
"Hey Al, I gotta take the rest of the day off." Ash waved to his friend, taking off his badge and clocking in his card.
"I'll cover for ya Ash!"
"Thanks, I'll own you!" Ash called back. He trudged back to his new car (the Oldsmobile had been destroyed), which was not a nearly good enough replacement, and he drove back to his house. Sitting at home he thought back. He barely had any good memories. Even with his girlfriends. He needed to finish off the book so his life and the world would no longer be haunted by deadites. The Necronomicon needed to be destroyed.
At the cabin up in the mountains, it sat on the ground. The Necronomicon Ex Mortis, bound in some pour soul's flesh and written by Satan himself. It waited to be found and to be read, to wreak havoc on the world once more.
The loud chink of the Chainsaw attaching to his stump and the mechanical hand being thrown into hisbackpack were the only things that sounded out in the early morning mists. Ash silently drove up to the cabin, and when he entered the forest hideaway he noticed the quiet. He saw the blood written book. Many things were happening at once. Like time was choppy. Ash noticed this ever since he got in his car. He would black out and be somewhere else. Then a giant worm-hole opened up outside, somehow the book was open after another black-out. Something was coming through. Something that Ash recognized. Skeletons. Lots of them. The Army of the Dead.
"What is going on!?" Ash cried out. He was surrounded now, another blackout. Then another after the skeletons had his arms. Then nothing. Sounds and memories were all that Ash saw.
