Evil Dead: A Christmas Corpse

by Dude Almighty 15

Ash and Sheila are finally married and about to settle down. But before their Honeymoon, Ash must hold up his end of the bargain and take Sheila to meet his fabled parents. But Angus has other plans, including a roll of duct tape and Ash's parents shoved

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Evil Dead:

A Christmas Corpse

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: Unholy Matrimony

"I now pronounce you man and wife!" pronounced the preacher. "You may now kiss the bride." He said to Ash.

"Now you're gettin it!" Ash mumbled as he leaned in to kiss Sheila. Finally they were married. After two months of being bombarded with questions about the now fixed town of Dearborn, Ash and Sheila set a date, December and it had finally happened.

They ran out the doors of the church, holding hands, and they climbed into their newer car. It was a wedding gift from Arhur and the men. They had given Ash and Sheila a piece of gold, and as it turned out the gold was worth quite a bit more then they had expected.

"So, what happenes next? What do we do now in the twentieth century?" Sheil asked Ash excitedly.

"Well, we go to my parents for Christmas, I'll explain later, and then we go on our Honeymoon." Ash explained, undoing his very tight tie.

"What do we do on this 'Honeymoon'?" Sheila asked, confused.

"Travel, among other things." Ash said.

"Okay, first I will hold you to your bargain. We must got to Chris Moss with your parents." Sheila said.

"No, Christmas. The birth of Jesus Christ. There's presents and mistltoe, and... I'll explain later. Let's go home and pack, Mrs. Williams."

"I am still called by my birth name, Sheila correct?"

"Yep. That part you keep. The second name is Williams now, because we're married." Ash tried to explain. Ash turned on the car and slammed on the gas. Hw was ready to get home for a nice winter break in Hawaii, or somewhere else tropical. Somewhere other than Dearborn, Michigan in December.

"I wish my brother could have been here for this." Sheila sighed staring out the window.

'I don't.' Ash thought. The last time he and Angus had met, Angus was a rotting Deadite that tried to enslave humanity. He had been killed... again... in the battle against the Necronomicon that had been thrown into another dimension by Ash. Ash could still feel the large scar on his cheek an lip where he had fought many deadites and demons, and finally met his brde in the thirteen hundreds. He was done with that life. Forever. Now he was going to settle down.