"Damn you, you crappy car." Ash said as he finally arrived at the address Claire had given him,

"I don't know why that spider-dude puts ya in all his dumb movies."

Ash got out and looked at the house. It had been completely destroyed as if it were burned to the

ground a few weeks ago. Ash was reminded of the bridge at the cabin when the deadites had

destroyed it to prevent him from escaping.

"All right," Ash said walking up to the house, "Let's get this over with."

He walked into where the door once stood and found himself in a room with no walls. In the right corner of his eye, Ash saw what he was looking for. The fruit cellar.

"All right." Ash said loading his shotgun, "Let's go."

With that, he opened the cellar door and decanted not knowing that a familiar figure was following him.

"Not gonna get jack shit here." Ash thought out loud as he stopped for a second. Something felt strange about this place. He wasn't even sure why himself, but Ash continued going down the stairs.

He finally reached the bottom and began his search. He opened a closet door and a backwards ironing board fell out. He ignored it and went toward a table. There on the table sat the Necronomicon Ex Mortis.

"Gotcha, didn't I?" Ash smiled as he removed the book from the table. He turned around to leave, but was met with Jason again.

Jason swung his machete, but Ash reacted quick again. Ash then charged at Jason, successfully ramming his chest with his robot hand and sending Jason flying into the wall.

Ash took the opportunity to get the hell outta dodge and exited the fruit cellar. But when he got

out, his car was gone.

"AW, COME ON!" Ash yelled, "WHAT THE HELL IS WITH TEXAS?!"

Before he could get his answer, Jason grabbed Ash from behind and held him close to his hockey

mask so they were both eye-to-eye.

"Uh..." Ash said thinking quickly, "Hey, big guy. No hard feelings about last time...right?"

Jason prepared to smash Ash's face, but was then run over by a car sending him flying into a tree and Ash to the ground.

"ASH!" A familiar voice yelled.

Ash looked up to see Claire in the driver's seat.

"CLAIRE?!" Ash exclaimed shocked.

"Get in! Hurry!" Claire yelled.

Ash did as he was told. Claire was ready to pull out, but when she looked up, she had enough time to see Jason before he gutted her throat with his machete.

"CLAIRE!" Ash yelled turning back to Jason, "EAT THIS, MARK SPITCHZ!"

With that, Ash fired his shotgun right into Jason's head sending him to the ground. Ash quickly

got in the drivers seat, pushing Claire into the back seat before taking off.

"Oh..Claire..." Ash cried.

But at that second he heard something. Ash slammed on the brakes and turned back to see something really distraught.

Claire was breathing! He turned his attention to where Jason had plunged her throat with and watched it put itself back together.

"Claire?" He asked looking at her horrified, "WHAT THE F$%^ ARE YOU?!?"

JASON'S MIND...

I chose you to help, Jason. Sylar's spirit explained to the Crystal Lake killer's spirit of the

young boy he once was, You're the one who knows the Necronomicon. So you must know that person. But if you can't tell me, I'll do it myself. With that, Sylar pointed at Jason's head and

Jason started to cry. His head was cut open as Sylar was met with many different memories of the

man who took the book from him.

I don't care what happens to her. She's your girlfriend, you take care of her.

We can't bury Shelly, she's a friend of ours.

Don't you see Ash! They're alive!

Who's laughing now?!

He was finally met with a man in his 20's kissing a girl.

Ash Williams? Sylar's spirit asked, He's the chosen one? And he's here? Well, Jason, I got to

show you how a real killer does his job then. But don't worry. After we get the book, I'll return

your body.

He smiled wickedly.

1300 A.D

"Henry, Sheila," Arthur said raising his cup, "A toast. To our good friend, Ash. He who delivered

us from the terror of the deadites and united our kingdoms as one."

"Aye, Arthur." Henry said taking a sip from his cup, "And to the Wiseman. Guardian of the dreaded book."

No sooner had he said that, then the Wiseman burst into the room.

"My lords!" The Wiseman exclaimed opening the Necronomicon for them to see.

The two leaders looked at the book in shock. It was writing new pages.

"Thou mis-spoke the words again!" The wiseman exclaimed.

"What now?" Shelia asked.

"We go to the future to help him." The wiseman explained.