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p style="color: #454545; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Ash williams he laughed as he drank his beer. Yea he's dough them hard but let me tell you that bastards left things behind that can't be put back and they're spreading. You see I gotta vendetta against those demons he let loose lost my ol lady back two years ago to one had to use my old smith and Wesson on her after she took a carving knife and tried to take a chunk of me with her. The large blonde man said to the pale brunette sitting across the table from him. I would guess that you would know by now who I am but I haven't caught your name seeing as you tracked me down. The pale brunette said my names Bella and honestly I was told you were the best man for the job word has spread bout you and mr Williams some say your the real chosen one mr Wyatt. The blonde man leaned closer in and smiled a scar running up his face and across his left eye showed in detail. Said please clients call me the pale rider but I can tell from that look you ain't wanting protection your wanting revenge. What did these bastards take from you. Don't lie I know that look all too well. Bella looked at him and said about six months ago me and my husband took our daughter to his parents for a trip. It was obvious something was wrong the moment we got there the house was empty and way too quiet, like . Graveyard quiet Wyatt broke in that eerie quiet that just tells you something is there no animals no bugs chirping I know the sound all to well. Bella said yea that quiet. Anyhow we found a note saying that they would be back in the morning from a hunting trip and to wait for them. Everything just seemed off. My husband went to put my daughter to bed and that was the last time I saw eather of them normal. I sat down and was watching the tv. I recall the news was talking about how there was a string of disappearances in the nearby area. When my husband called me upstairs I didn't know what to expect when I got to the door I heard him talking to my daughter. But it seemed off he kept saying mommy will be joining us soon and how my souls would be there's. I bumped the door and that's when I knew something was wrong. His head turned completely backwards on his body and he lunged at me. I'll never forget my daughters laugh as her severed head rolled out of her hands and across the floor. I turned and ran for it. All I could hear behind me was join us. I panicked and ran for the door only to see my father in law tackle his wife and yell for me to run to his study. We managed to get inside before they spotted us but that voice the whole time kept screaming join us. Carlisle was my father in laws name he said that someone had mailed him some papers old documents in Latin that were supposed to be part of an early medical document. Wyatt said let me guess they started this whole thing probably the Latin translation of the necronomicon. Bell said I only recall him saying ex Mortis over and over. But he read it out loud after he translated and it brought this thing into his house. Wyatt said I've heard of this before cultists used to hide parts of the book inside other documents. Bella said he told me he would stop it. At the time I believed him. They busted the door down and that's when I saw the whole family my darling renesme right in front come into the room. Carlisle told me to jump out the window and run. I didn't think twice I bolted. I heard his screams as I ran into woods. It still haunts me they're voices the way it changed them. But Carlisle had the last laugh he burned that house to the ground started a fire after I got out burned them down to ashes only way to kill there kind. Wyatt raised his eyebrow. He said what you mean fire doesn't work on a deadite. It'll slow them down for sure but it would take more than a house fire to kill one. Bella said fuck well how do I put this were vampires. Wyatt kicked the table they were sitting at in her direction and pulled his gun. He cocked the hammer on his revolver and yelled fuckin nosferatu they dont exist. Your crazy stay keep back deadite bitch. Bella said I can prove it watch this she punched the cinder block wagll behind her shoving her hand clean through it. Wyatt said a deadite can do that too. Back off now he yelled she said that gun won't stop me like it would them. She licked her lips and said don't worry I won't bite. Unless you have a nice deer or even a coyote in these parts. Wyatt said how can your kind exist. Bella said well we could feed off the living but prefer a vegan life style of animals. Besides judging from the smell you give off it might kill me to drink yours you smell like cheap whiskey and those demons. Wyatt said so what I got a little of them inside me been bit a couple times. He pulled back he sleeve to reveal a scar on his for arm and a gleaming metal meat hook strapped to his arm. It had a handle on it where his hand should have been. Bastard took my hand in a rough patch down in Texas on of them got the drop managed to get lucky and took it off with a hatchet. Bella raised her eye and said no side effects. Wyatt just said well I know the infection rates high but it wasn't nothing that chopping off a little further back didn't fix. That was the hard part cutting it myself. He fished In his coat pocket and pulled out a brass and copper hand and locked it in place. He said I think we need to find ash./span/p
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