Ash new he had to get to his car. That is where he kept his trusty double barreled sawed off shotgun, or boomstick, if you will. But first he had to deal with this deadite scum that was invading his turf. He revved the chainsaw again and charged. The deadites charged too. He swung the chainsaw at the first one and cut it diagonal across the chest. He then spun around and caught the second one in the neck cutting off its head. The last one swung a big fist at him, but he ducked and brought the saw up cutting the thing in have vertically.
He looked down at the one he had cut diagonally, the top half was still alive and trying to claw towards him. He took a step closer and stomped on its head crushing its skull. "Looks like I just found a cure for ugly."
He waved the hottie to come with him and get in his car. Once in, they sped off to get back to Ash's house to retrieve more supplies. He had his gun out and was blasting away at deadites as he drove past them out his window. They arrived at his house and they went inside. Inside, his house looked like a weapons storage facility. He had been preparing for this day sense his last encounter. All along the walls were different weapons, guns, swords, different attachments for his hand, etc.
He tossed the woman a handgun with three clips of bullets.
"You know how to use that thing?" he asked.
"Yeah, my ex-boyfriend taught me how to use a gun." She then loaded it and cocked it with ease.
"Groovy. By the way, my name's Ash."
"Sherry." Then Ash grabbed a few more weapons and headed back out to his car and loaded them in the backseat.
"Where are you going. Shouldn't we stay here and wait for the authorities to take care of things."
"Right now this is the only authority these things recognize." He said as he patted his boomstick, "And if you want to live I'd suggest that you come with me."
"Fine, but may I ask as to where we are going?"
"That's simple, baby, to the place where this most likely came from, the museum."
Then the two got into the car and speed off. They drove to the other side of town where the museum was located. Sure enough, there was a shiny green vortex coming from the center of the museum.
"Maybe you'd better wait in the car for this one, baby. It might get a little dangerous."
"I like it dangerous." She said in a sexy voice.
"Ok, if that's the way you want it…" He then kicked the car into gear and gunned it through the glass front doors. He hit a number of deadites as he drove his car around the museum looking for the source of the vortex. A few minuets, and lots of dead deadites later, he found it. It was in the old west exhibit. He got out of his car and looked around for whatever might have caused this. He found it in an elderly woman holding a book. He didn't recognize the woman, but the book, he would never forget what that thing looked like. It was the Necromonican, the Book of the Dead.
"Hey lady, quick, give me that book so I can stop all this."
"NEVER!" She shrieked in a foul hissy voice. "THE BOOK IS MINE. I FOUND IT AND I SHALL BE THE ONE TO RULE YOU ALL!"
"That's a bad thing I take it." Sherry said.
"Very bad." Then the old woman jumped into the vortex taking the book with her. A very strong wind kicked up out of nowhere and was sucking everything into the vortex. Ash and Sherry got back in the car and tried to go in reverse, but the wind was too strong. The car, along with the two of them, was sucked into the vortex. They spun and twirled for what seemed like hours. Then they landed with a thud.
Ash got out of the car first. He didn't see the old woman anywhere. In fact, he didn't see a whole lot of anything anywhere. He got back in the car and started it up.
"Where are we?" Sherry asked.
"Hell if I know. But I'm sure going to try to find out." Then they sped off trying to find some sort of civilization.
He looked down at the one he had cut diagonally, the top half was still alive and trying to claw towards him. He took a step closer and stomped on its head crushing its skull. "Looks like I just found a cure for ugly."
He waved the hottie to come with him and get in his car. Once in, they sped off to get back to Ash's house to retrieve more supplies. He had his gun out and was blasting away at deadites as he drove past them out his window. They arrived at his house and they went inside. Inside, his house looked like a weapons storage facility. He had been preparing for this day sense his last encounter. All along the walls were different weapons, guns, swords, different attachments for his hand, etc.
He tossed the woman a handgun with three clips of bullets.
"You know how to use that thing?" he asked.
"Yeah, my ex-boyfriend taught me how to use a gun." She then loaded it and cocked it with ease.
"Groovy. By the way, my name's Ash."
"Sherry." Then Ash grabbed a few more weapons and headed back out to his car and loaded them in the backseat.
"Where are you going. Shouldn't we stay here and wait for the authorities to take care of things."
"Right now this is the only authority these things recognize." He said as he patted his boomstick, "And if you want to live I'd suggest that you come with me."
"Fine, but may I ask as to where we are going?"
"That's simple, baby, to the place where this most likely came from, the museum."
Then the two got into the car and speed off. They drove to the other side of town where the museum was located. Sure enough, there was a shiny green vortex coming from the center of the museum.
"Maybe you'd better wait in the car for this one, baby. It might get a little dangerous."
"I like it dangerous." She said in a sexy voice.
"Ok, if that's the way you want it…" He then kicked the car into gear and gunned it through the glass front doors. He hit a number of deadites as he drove his car around the museum looking for the source of the vortex. A few minuets, and lots of dead deadites later, he found it. It was in the old west exhibit. He got out of his car and looked around for whatever might have caused this. He found it in an elderly woman holding a book. He didn't recognize the woman, but the book, he would never forget what that thing looked like. It was the Necromonican, the Book of the Dead.
"Hey lady, quick, give me that book so I can stop all this."
"NEVER!" She shrieked in a foul hissy voice. "THE BOOK IS MINE. I FOUND IT AND I SHALL BE THE ONE TO RULE YOU ALL!"
"That's a bad thing I take it." Sherry said.
"Very bad." Then the old woman jumped into the vortex taking the book with her. A very strong wind kicked up out of nowhere and was sucking everything into the vortex. Ash and Sherry got back in the car and tried to go in reverse, but the wind was too strong. The car, along with the two of them, was sucked into the vortex. They spun and twirled for what seemed like hours. Then they landed with a thud.
Ash got out of the car first. He didn't see the old woman anywhere. In fact, he didn't see a whole lot of anything anywhere. He got back in the car and started it up.
"Where are we?" Sherry asked.
"Hell if I know. But I'm sure going to try to find out." Then they sped off trying to find some sort of civilization.