The Good, The Bad and the Evil
By MJM*Mudblood
(Authors Note : I do not own Evil Dead, it's story or characters. I do not own Ghostbusters, it's story or it's characters. I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, it's story or it's characters. Basically what I'm saying is that I don't own anything. I don't even own the computer I'm typing this on, that would belong to my dad. Enjoy the story. It's something a little different.)
The car hit the corner at such a speed that it could have killed a sheep. The driver's ear was bleeding and the sweet mixed with the cut causing him extreme amounts of pain. The car's brakes screeched as Ash hit the brakes and he hurried out of the door and into the nearby Diner. ' Molly's Diner.' Cute, Ash thought to himself as he opened the left hand door and stepped in onto the shiny blue and white floor.
"Can I help you darlin' ?" The lady behind the counter asked. Ash looked around the Diner carefully making note of where ever thing was. He had a habit of scanning the area he was in in case he had to make any emergency weapons or escape roots. The toilet was to his left, a group of strangers in boiler suits were sat at a table to his left and there was a single blond haired man sat at the diner breakfast bar.
"I'd like a cup of coffee and a slice of pie." Ash told the diner employee, her name tag read 'Susan'. Ash sat at the bar and once again scanned the area. The only possible weapons included an axe on the wall next to a fire extinguisher and a small knife next to the cakes on the counter.
"So your telling me we drove all the way here only to find that we've been on the wrong road for 56 miles ?" One of the men in suits was saying to another. Ash tilted his head to look at them. They each had a name tag. The one who had just spoken was Peter and the guy next to him was Ray. Ash couldn't see the other two properly from the back.
"It's just a slight error," The man closest to Ash was telling the group. "We can take the next junction and make it to the town in the morning.
"So we're sleeping in the car tonight then ?" The man called Ray asked in a tone that didn't sound like he was bothered by sleeping in the back of the white car parked outside. Ash turned away from the group and watched the guy at the other end of the counter. A full meal sat on the plate in front of him. Not a bite had been taken from it.
"You'd better tuck in before your meal goes cold," Susan told the man as she passed with Ash's coffee and pie. The man was wearing a dark leather coat and from Ash's view his face was hidden as the man was facing the door.
"There's your pie love," Susan said as she placed the bowl and cup in front of Ash, "I'm afraid all we've got is raspberry." Ash smiled. Raspberry was fine. Ash hadn't eaten in days what with his road trip of fighting evil. The evil was following him and Ash hadn't been home in years he was determined not to hurt his friends and family.
"You there !" Peter called as he got to his feet. Ash was pleased to see that he wasn't talking to him and was talking to the stranger at the end of the bar.
"What do you want ?" The man said in a British accent. For the first time Ash saw his face. He looked pale, almost ill, like he hadn't eaten in days.
"I was just wondering if you we're gonna eat those pancakes," Peter said motioning to his side dish.
"Have them," The pale man told him as he got to his feet. "I have to go to the little boys room."
Ash watched the man walk slowly to the toilet. The man avoided a table and then strolled calmly past a mirror. Ash stared harder. The man had no reflection.
"Whoa ! Whoa ! Wait there." Ash called as he made his way towards the man forcing him into the wall with his metal hand.
"Hey man, I haven't done anything wrong." The blond haired man pleaded as he pushed the synthetic hand from his shoulder and made to leave. But Ash wasn't going to give up. He pulled the man back by the jacket and shoved him to face the mirror.
"Oh yeah, then where's your reflection ?" Ash asked the man. Ash and the man's performance had grabbed the attention of the whole room.
"Well, listen, I can explain." The vampire pleaded but Ash was already on him. Within seconds Ash had grabbed the cake knife and had it pressed against the vampire's chest. "Whoa ! Watch the heart." The vampire didn't seem to be fighting back. "Okay, Okay, This is the deal, I was a vampire but then these guys put this bloody chip in my head and now I fight the evil." Ash paused and considered the man's story before grabbing him by the shirt and throwing him to the floor.
"You got a rope back there sugar ?" Ash asked the waitress who had been stood staring. "Well have ya?"
"We do," One of the boiler suited men said as he made his way to his feet, a rope in his left hand. Ash quickly read the tag on the man's chest.
"Winston, would you mind tying this man to a chair ?" Ash asked him and within seconds the Ghostbuster had pulled the vampire to his feet.
"But I told you, I'm harmless," The vampire pleaded. But Winston and Ash had soon wrapped the rope round the Vampire.
"This is amazing," Ray said strolling toward the vampire, "This guys actually a Vampire."
"I have a name," The vampire moaned as Ash made his way toward the door. "It's Spike."
"Sounds like a puppy dog," Peter said as he tucked into Spike's pancakes.
"I don't think you should taunt the vampire peter," Igon said as he made his way to his feet and scanned the vampire. "Interesting, he has no pulse and he doesn't show up on the PKE." Ash marched back into the hall a chainsaw attached to his metal hand and a shotgun in the other.
"Step away from the creature of the night." Ash informed the Ghostbusters and they followed the order. "If you fight the evil then where are they ?" Ash asked the vampire resting the chainsaw on his chest.
"There supposed to be here already." The vampire told him truthfully. And Ash seemed to believe him.
"How many," He asked and the vampire paused to think.
"I dunno, between 10 and 30." Spike said. There was a smash. The lady at the counter dropped a plate.
"Then we board the place up." Ash said. "If they can't get in, they can't eat us."
By MJM*Mudblood
(Authors Note : I do not own Evil Dead, it's story or characters. I do not own Ghostbusters, it's story or it's characters. I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, it's story or it's characters. Basically what I'm saying is that I don't own anything. I don't even own the computer I'm typing this on, that would belong to my dad. Enjoy the story. It's something a little different.)
The car hit the corner at such a speed that it could have killed a sheep. The driver's ear was bleeding and the sweet mixed with the cut causing him extreme amounts of pain. The car's brakes screeched as Ash hit the brakes and he hurried out of the door and into the nearby Diner. ' Molly's Diner.' Cute, Ash thought to himself as he opened the left hand door and stepped in onto the shiny blue and white floor.
"Can I help you darlin' ?" The lady behind the counter asked. Ash looked around the Diner carefully making note of where ever thing was. He had a habit of scanning the area he was in in case he had to make any emergency weapons or escape roots. The toilet was to his left, a group of strangers in boiler suits were sat at a table to his left and there was a single blond haired man sat at the diner breakfast bar.
"I'd like a cup of coffee and a slice of pie." Ash told the diner employee, her name tag read 'Susan'. Ash sat at the bar and once again scanned the area. The only possible weapons included an axe on the wall next to a fire extinguisher and a small knife next to the cakes on the counter.
"So your telling me we drove all the way here only to find that we've been on the wrong road for 56 miles ?" One of the men in suits was saying to another. Ash tilted his head to look at them. They each had a name tag. The one who had just spoken was Peter and the guy next to him was Ray. Ash couldn't see the other two properly from the back.
"It's just a slight error," The man closest to Ash was telling the group. "We can take the next junction and make it to the town in the morning.
"So we're sleeping in the car tonight then ?" The man called Ray asked in a tone that didn't sound like he was bothered by sleeping in the back of the white car parked outside. Ash turned away from the group and watched the guy at the other end of the counter. A full meal sat on the plate in front of him. Not a bite had been taken from it.
"You'd better tuck in before your meal goes cold," Susan told the man as she passed with Ash's coffee and pie. The man was wearing a dark leather coat and from Ash's view his face was hidden as the man was facing the door.
"There's your pie love," Susan said as she placed the bowl and cup in front of Ash, "I'm afraid all we've got is raspberry." Ash smiled. Raspberry was fine. Ash hadn't eaten in days what with his road trip of fighting evil. The evil was following him and Ash hadn't been home in years he was determined not to hurt his friends and family.
"You there !" Peter called as he got to his feet. Ash was pleased to see that he wasn't talking to him and was talking to the stranger at the end of the bar.
"What do you want ?" The man said in a British accent. For the first time Ash saw his face. He looked pale, almost ill, like he hadn't eaten in days.
"I was just wondering if you we're gonna eat those pancakes," Peter said motioning to his side dish.
"Have them," The pale man told him as he got to his feet. "I have to go to the little boys room."
Ash watched the man walk slowly to the toilet. The man avoided a table and then strolled calmly past a mirror. Ash stared harder. The man had no reflection.
"Whoa ! Whoa ! Wait there." Ash called as he made his way towards the man forcing him into the wall with his metal hand.
"Hey man, I haven't done anything wrong." The blond haired man pleaded as he pushed the synthetic hand from his shoulder and made to leave. But Ash wasn't going to give up. He pulled the man back by the jacket and shoved him to face the mirror.
"Oh yeah, then where's your reflection ?" Ash asked the man. Ash and the man's performance had grabbed the attention of the whole room.
"Well, listen, I can explain." The vampire pleaded but Ash was already on him. Within seconds Ash had grabbed the cake knife and had it pressed against the vampire's chest. "Whoa ! Watch the heart." The vampire didn't seem to be fighting back. "Okay, Okay, This is the deal, I was a vampire but then these guys put this bloody chip in my head and now I fight the evil." Ash paused and considered the man's story before grabbing him by the shirt and throwing him to the floor.
"You got a rope back there sugar ?" Ash asked the waitress who had been stood staring. "Well have ya?"
"We do," One of the boiler suited men said as he made his way to his feet, a rope in his left hand. Ash quickly read the tag on the man's chest.
"Winston, would you mind tying this man to a chair ?" Ash asked him and within seconds the Ghostbuster had pulled the vampire to his feet.
"But I told you, I'm harmless," The vampire pleaded. But Winston and Ash had soon wrapped the rope round the Vampire.
"This is amazing," Ray said strolling toward the vampire, "This guys actually a Vampire."
"I have a name," The vampire moaned as Ash made his way toward the door. "It's Spike."
"Sounds like a puppy dog," Peter said as he tucked into Spike's pancakes.
"I don't think you should taunt the vampire peter," Igon said as he made his way to his feet and scanned the vampire. "Interesting, he has no pulse and he doesn't show up on the PKE." Ash marched back into the hall a chainsaw attached to his metal hand and a shotgun in the other.
"Step away from the creature of the night." Ash informed the Ghostbusters and they followed the order. "If you fight the evil then where are they ?" Ash asked the vampire resting the chainsaw on his chest.
"There supposed to be here already." The vampire told him truthfully. And Ash seemed to believe him.
"How many," He asked and the vampire paused to think.
"I dunno, between 10 and 30." Spike said. There was a smash. The lady at the counter dropped a plate.
"Then we board the place up." Ash said. "If they can't get in, they can't eat us."
