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The Necronomicon Affair:
A Nightwalker, Hellboy, Evil Dead crossover
Chapter 1: the Nightmare begins
"The Tokyo museum of history will be closing in ten minutes, thank you for your patronage." The voice was that of a woman carried over loudspeakers in every corner of a swiftly emptying exhibit. Two figures stood in front of a large display labeled "The Deerborne Incident." Overhead a large banner declared "The History of the Necronomicon Ex Morphis"
"How awful" Riho said solemnly as her eyes traced the form of the miniature cabin in the miniature Tennessee woods, "all those people murdered, over a book." Shido simply nodded and wished that they had gone to the Wonders of Egypt exhibit instead. "What could posses people to do something like this?" Guni asked "I mean, whoever did this didn't just kill these people, he butchered them!" Riho piped up "I don't know but it sounds an awful lot to me like Ca...." "Don't say it!" Guni interrupted "don't even think it." As they made their way to the exit Shido was lost in thought. Cain had talked about the Necronomicon, oh yes. He had educated his student in the legends surrounding the ancient Sumerian text. He though he scarcely liked to admit it, Cain had seemed almost.... frightened by it. Shido remembered detecting a slight tinge of fear in his master's voice as he talked on and on about the innumerable demon resurrection passages contained in the Necronomicon, and the reputed effects of reading said passages aloud. Shido was jarred from his thoughts by Riho's sudden scream "Shido! Look out!" He came to his senses just in time to realize that he had bumped into someone else. "Ugh." Shido groaned as he sat up. Riho was all over him "Shido! Are you alright?" "Yes, darling, I'm fine" he answered as he shook off his daze, then saw what he had bumped into. She was an attractive woman, probably late 20's with small, wire rimmed glasses and long fiery red hair up in a bun. It had come partially undone and some of it hung around her shoulders. Shido immediately leapt to his feet and helped he gather up the files she had dropped "Excuse me, that was very foolish, I'm so terribly sorry." "Don't worry about it." She replied as Shido helped her to her feet "we didn't break anything." After an awkward moment Shido extended his hand "Tatsuhiko Shido, didn't get you name Miss..." "Mary-Ann Templeton, Dr. Mary-Ann Templeton. I run this exhibit." "Really?" Shido said, intriuged. "Did you know Professor Knowby?" "Yes, but only on a professional basis. We had arranged to work together on the Necronomicon. I was devastated when Knowby was killed and the book vanished." "So, how has the world tour been?" Shido asked changing the subject. "Not bad" she replied "I'd have to say that I'll be glad when this thing is all over. The stateside tour was bad enough." She suddenly stroked her chin in thought "Say, you wouldn't happen to be the Tatsuhiko Shido." "Guilty as charged" he replied. Mary-Ann's face immeadatly lit up "what a coincidence, so your that paranormal investigator the curator was talking about at the initiation ceremony Wednesday. I was just about to call you. Look, there are some holes in info for the Deerborne incident portion of the exhibit. I was wondering if you could come over and look at the crime scene photographs, maybe help me fill in the gaps?" Shido glanced at Riho, who looked back at him. "Mabye I should head back to the office." She said dejectedly before storming off. "Forgive her, I may need to have a word with her when I get back, shall we?" They went up to Mary-Ann's office.
Shido looked up at the old, run down building where his office was. He had a lot of explaining to do. As he walked in, he hung up his coat and went to look for Riho. He found her sitting on the couch, she jumped up and hugged him, "I'm sorry about running off like that" he began. "It's alright" she replied. He held her at arms length "I had to know if Cain could have been involved." He said, "don't worry about it, she said. I'll go fix you some coffee."
Shido sat down at his desk and tried to work on his current case, but he couldn't seem to concentrate. His thoughts constantly wandered back to the Necronomicon. He tried to imagine what could possibly frighten his former master. The very thought of something capable of frightening Cain made him shudder; it must be terrible beyond all human comprehension he finally decided. After spending hours fruitlessly trying to work, Shido leaned back, rubbed his eyes and sighed. The sun was about to come up and he had not gotten anything done. Sighing again he bid Guni goodnight, strolled to his coffin and lifted the lid, Riho was inside. "So, do you think Cain has the book?" She inquired as he climbed in "I really don't know" was the answer "I should really hope not. Listen, about tonight, let me make it up to you. What do you say we go out to dinner tomorrow night?" "I would love to" she replied and the two were soon asleep.
Little did they know that events had been set in motion that would soon change their lives forever.
The Necronomicon Affair:
A Nightwalker, Hellboy, Evil Dead crossover
Chapter 1: the Nightmare begins
"The Tokyo museum of history will be closing in ten minutes, thank you for your patronage." The voice was that of a woman carried over loudspeakers in every corner of a swiftly emptying exhibit. Two figures stood in front of a large display labeled "The Deerborne Incident." Overhead a large banner declared "The History of the Necronomicon Ex Morphis"
"How awful" Riho said solemnly as her eyes traced the form of the miniature cabin in the miniature Tennessee woods, "all those people murdered, over a book." Shido simply nodded and wished that they had gone to the Wonders of Egypt exhibit instead. "What could posses people to do something like this?" Guni asked "I mean, whoever did this didn't just kill these people, he butchered them!" Riho piped up "I don't know but it sounds an awful lot to me like Ca...." "Don't say it!" Guni interrupted "don't even think it." As they made their way to the exit Shido was lost in thought. Cain had talked about the Necronomicon, oh yes. He had educated his student in the legends surrounding the ancient Sumerian text. He though he scarcely liked to admit it, Cain had seemed almost.... frightened by it. Shido remembered detecting a slight tinge of fear in his master's voice as he talked on and on about the innumerable demon resurrection passages contained in the Necronomicon, and the reputed effects of reading said passages aloud. Shido was jarred from his thoughts by Riho's sudden scream "Shido! Look out!" He came to his senses just in time to realize that he had bumped into someone else. "Ugh." Shido groaned as he sat up. Riho was all over him "Shido! Are you alright?" "Yes, darling, I'm fine" he answered as he shook off his daze, then saw what he had bumped into. She was an attractive woman, probably late 20's with small, wire rimmed glasses and long fiery red hair up in a bun. It had come partially undone and some of it hung around her shoulders. Shido immediately leapt to his feet and helped he gather up the files she had dropped "Excuse me, that was very foolish, I'm so terribly sorry." "Don't worry about it." She replied as Shido helped her to her feet "we didn't break anything." After an awkward moment Shido extended his hand "Tatsuhiko Shido, didn't get you name Miss..." "Mary-Ann Templeton, Dr. Mary-Ann Templeton. I run this exhibit." "Really?" Shido said, intriuged. "Did you know Professor Knowby?" "Yes, but only on a professional basis. We had arranged to work together on the Necronomicon. I was devastated when Knowby was killed and the book vanished." "So, how has the world tour been?" Shido asked changing the subject. "Not bad" she replied "I'd have to say that I'll be glad when this thing is all over. The stateside tour was bad enough." She suddenly stroked her chin in thought "Say, you wouldn't happen to be the Tatsuhiko Shido." "Guilty as charged" he replied. Mary-Ann's face immeadatly lit up "what a coincidence, so your that paranormal investigator the curator was talking about at the initiation ceremony Wednesday. I was just about to call you. Look, there are some holes in info for the Deerborne incident portion of the exhibit. I was wondering if you could come over and look at the crime scene photographs, maybe help me fill in the gaps?" Shido glanced at Riho, who looked back at him. "Mabye I should head back to the office." She said dejectedly before storming off. "Forgive her, I may need to have a word with her when I get back, shall we?" They went up to Mary-Ann's office.
Shido looked up at the old, run down building where his office was. He had a lot of explaining to do. As he walked in, he hung up his coat and went to look for Riho. He found her sitting on the couch, she jumped up and hugged him, "I'm sorry about running off like that" he began. "It's alright" she replied. He held her at arms length "I had to know if Cain could have been involved." He said, "don't worry about it, she said. I'll go fix you some coffee."
Shido sat down at his desk and tried to work on his current case, but he couldn't seem to concentrate. His thoughts constantly wandered back to the Necronomicon. He tried to imagine what could possibly frighten his former master. The very thought of something capable of frightening Cain made him shudder; it must be terrible beyond all human comprehension he finally decided. After spending hours fruitlessly trying to work, Shido leaned back, rubbed his eyes and sighed. The sun was about to come up and he had not gotten anything done. Sighing again he bid Guni goodnight, strolled to his coffin and lifted the lid, Riho was inside. "So, do you think Cain has the book?" She inquired as he climbed in "I really don't know" was the answer "I should really hope not. Listen, about tonight, let me make it up to you. What do you say we go out to dinner tomorrow night?" "I would love to" she replied and the two were soon asleep.
Little did they know that events had been set in motion that would soon change their lives forever.