Evil Dead Anime
(And some video games)

Part One:
Trigun

"Don't you think you should be a bit more on alert, Vash?" Nichoulus T. Wolfwood asked as the two tredged across the barren desert. "Y'know, this isn't exactly the first time you've ditched the girls, plus that bounty on yer head is still standing."
"Relax, Wolfie," Vash the Stampede scoffed. "I've spent my whole life in the desert; nothin can suprise me anymore!"
As if on cue, in a flash of blue light, a dark haired young man with a chainsaw attatched to his right arm, wearing a torn blue shirt and tattered biege pants, dropped screaming from the skies.
He hit the ground with a grunt, and lay coughing in the swirl of dust he kicked up with his entrance.
Wolfwood dropped Vash, who had leapt into his arms in terror, and ran to the mysterious man's side. Vash followed after getting up and regaining his bravado.
"Are you alright?" Wolfwood asked the man, dropping his massive cross on the gound near-by.
"I just need to work on my landings, Padre," the man said dismissively as he sat up.
"How did you know i was a preist?" Wolfwood asked with a suprised chuckle.
"Well, yer either a priest or Jesus H. Christ himself, with a cross like that. In the case of the latter, I'd guess this time I went farther back than ever before and should warn ya not to trust the Romans. Oh, and Judas, too, don't trust him either."
Wolfwood laughed. "No my friend, I'm afraid i'm not the Son of God."
"Wait a minute," Vash interupted. "Haven't you been saying that we're all God's children? So, wouldn't that, technically, make you God's Son? Or at least a distant nephue?"
"If that were that case, that would make us all siblings," the strang man added, "so, everytime you look at a woman, yer fantasizing about incest!"
"Explain that, Wolfie!" Vash smirked.
Wolfwood just shook his head. "Anyway, who are you, stranger?"
"Name's Ashley J. Williams. Call me Ash."
Before the confersation could go any further, another man, this one wearing a black trench coat and cool-lookin' dark shades, appeared as if from nowhere (hey, it's a cartoon!). He pulled out a needlessly large handgun and pointed it a poor ol' Vash.
"Vash the Stampede? Name's Gryff Forrest & I've come to collect on the 60 billion double dollar reward. Oh, and split it with them." As if on cue (again) four ugly thugs stepped into view.
Ash was quickly on his feet, but facing the other way.
"What are you looking at?" Wolfwood asked quietly, and Vash & Gryff held a stare-down.
"That," Ash siad simply.
In the truest tradition of the Evil Dead series, a nameless invisible force charged past Ash & Wolfwood, making a "OOAAAHHHHHHH" noise, and slammed into Gryff, sending him flying three feet backwards, where he landed flat on his back in the dirt.
"For God's sake, I can't go friggin' anywhere without this happening!" Ash declared.
"Without what happening?" Vash demanded.
Suddenly, Gryff was propeled back to his feet by some unseen force. His shades were gone & his eyes had become a pale white, his skin was pale & sunken in like a corpes. He grinned a fanged grin.
"Screw the cash!" Gryff said, his voice now deep & distorted. "I'll swallow your soul!!"
While our heroes' attention was directed towards the possessed bounty hunter, they didn't notice his thugs become hosts to evil demons as well. At least, they didn't notice until the thugs began cackleing in distorted voices.
Vash & Wolfwood both prepared for a firefight, Vash firmly griping his pistol in his pocket & Wolfwood ready to rip the wrappings off his cross. But before either of them could act, Ash stepped forward.
"I got this, pretty boy," he arrogantly said to Vash. Then, he turned his attention back to the possessed villians, revved up his chainsaw & pulled a sawed-off double-barreled Remington (an ancient relic to Wolfwood & Vash) from a holster on his back.
"Come get some!"