"so Williams, what was you're plan? To chop us up and bury us in the backyard like you did those kids at the cabin?!"

Preston Northwest had been bombarding James with accusations, but the demon hunter stood his ground. "so what if I am Ash Williams, does that automatically discredit everything I've said, even though everyone can plainly see I was telling the truth?"

"well, killing us when you're done changes things"

"that's not my plan"

"really? Because I seriously doubt that chainsaw is for cutting sandwiches. So what was your plan anyway? Chopping us all up and burying us in the back yard like you did the kids at that cabin"

Out of nowhere, James delivered a punch to Preston's stomach, to which the Northwest retaliated with one to the face, knocking James back. James went for another punch, but was countered with an uppercut to the chin. This blow sent him tumbling back down the basement steps. Preston closed the door behind him, pushing a chair under the doorknob so it can't be opened from the inside. "what the hell! You had no reason to do that!" Wendy screamed, shocked by the preceding events.

"he's a murderer"

"you have no evidence!"

"Really?! I looked up a picture of Ash Williams, and it's one to one save for the scars! And when he attacked me after I called his bluff?! Suspicious, don't you think?!"

"well, of course he attacked you! You were throwing accusations at him constantly!"

"this is a word of advice Corduroy, stay away from him"

Wendy chose not to listen to him. She removed the chair and opened the door. When she made her way down the steps, she found him in the far right corner, gazing longingly at a necklace with a magnifying glass charm. Looking as if he hadn't noticed her, he said: "Scotty, Shelly, Cheryl, and Linda"

"what?"

"those were my friends' names" he looked at her "we went to a cabin, about a year ago"

Wendy knew what this meant, but kept listening regardless. He looked back at the necklace. "we were going to stay the week. We had packed food, books, and other cabin essentials. We found something in the cellar. The Necronomicon Ex Mortis. That fucking book. We found a tape and played it. It had readings of the passages on it. They all died. But they didn't stay dead"

Wendy's eyes widened, not at learning that he was Ash Williams, but at all this other information. "they came back. They came back for me. But they weren't the same. Bodily dismemberment. That was the only way to stop them. I had no choice. I did it, and I lived. But when I got home, I was charged with their murder. I ran. Been running ever since"

Wendy was shocked. There was no way he was lying. His face. His tone. Nothing was suspicious about the story's presentation, which meant one of two things. Either he was crazy, or the story was true. "I'm sorry about what happened to your friends" she said, choosing to believe him.

"you don't think I'm lying?"

"with some of the stuff I've seen, I have no reason not to"

"Thank you. When most would most would write me off as crazy, you didn't"

Ash shoved the necklace back in his pocket and grabbed his shotgun. "let's go find that last son of a bitch and kill it" he said with a determined smirk.

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