Chapter VII: The End
"Okay, um Sheila, I think you should run that way." Ash commented, pointing at an opening at the far end of the circle. She nodded at took off, dodging an spear that was thrust at her by a laughing skeleton. Arthur had heard theexplosion of Ash and Sheila's return and he and Roland led the group toward the opening that contained the Army of the Dead. Sheila ran straight into him after rounding a tree.
"Whats happening? What is this magic?" He asked, smiling looking at the person who was reborn.
"The page from the book, you read it! It brings humans back from Limbo. Now Ash needs your help! He's surrounded in the clearing!" Sheila gasped.
"Men! Fight with us, Now!" The first round of arrows was fired into the crwod of deadites and skeletons. The skeletons were unphased by this flurry, but Arthur's men destroyed a few deadites and zombies. They collapsed and Angus looked up angry.
"You stupid humans are beigining to annoy me to my end!" He yelled at Arthur and Roland.
"That works for me!" Ash yelled smiling, tapping the tip of the chainsaw against the tips of the swords and spears that tried to jab him early. A Skeleton jumped toward him and Ash moved to the side and sliced it in half. "That really works for me! Now, uh, Arthur, a little help please!!!" Just thenAngus dropped the book. It hit the blood and shot it flying into the air, creating a vortex. Angus raised his hands in triumph, and was shot back against a tree. The book had it's own plans for the world. And Angus had just provided it with the power.
"You are no longer of use to me Angus!" the book growled. It appeared in the blood vortex much larger than it really was. "And you, Ash Williams, have been a thorn in my side for much too long!" Behind Ash and the Army of the living, a wormhole opened. A fresh blackout hit him like a diesel truck. It was black for many hours, and Ash felt as though he was dead but still hanging on by a have broken thread.
"Lord Ash... Lord Ash, wake up!" Sheila called. Ash slowly opened his eyes and saw Sheila and Arthur peering down at him.
"That was one hard black out!" He groaned sitting up.
"Actually, my lord, you were struck in the head with a rock!" Sheila commented.
".... Damn it! What is the problem with me and getting hit in the head with a rock? Am I some magic rock magnet or something!? Ahhh!" Ash cried smaking the large red lump on his forehead. He opened his eyes again and looked around the place. "Where are we now?"
"Welcome back to my castle lord Ash!" Arthur said smiling with pride.
"Nice decore..." Ash mumbled under his breath so that neither Sheila and Arthur heard him. "What do we do now?"
"We get the book." Sheila said to him. Ash gave her a puzzuled look. "The book is in the graveyard again. It returned itself one night as we weren't watching. It just floated off."
"That makes no sense. But okay then, good plan." Ash shrugged.
"A quest again for you my lord." Arthur said. Roland supplied Ash with the proper weapons, a sword, an axe, holy water, and his newly cleansed chainsaw. Ash put the saw back into place on his wrist. The loud clink made Arthur, Sheila, and Roland all jump at the same time.
Sheila supplied Ash with another blue shirt, an extra, just in case he ran into trouble again, and Ash set off. The graveyard was waiting for him....