Chapter 2

Shall We, Begin

Stink was the main word for the drunk lost bar. The Bar had less honest customers and more of the kind that fought for stupid reasons. Other moments within

the week. The Bar was filled with bikers and gays. Both sides would fight for ridiculous reasons that somewhat made sense. The outside of their bar was large

and old. Ruined was another word used to express how ugly and outdated it had become. It had opened 20 years ago. The married couple had lived within

this quiet little town. They loved the peaceful nature and its calm attitude towards newcomers. Yet they're marriage within this dump didn't last as the owner

had died 2 years after opening from a gunshot wound. One of his regulars had blown a gasket within themselves going berserk. Yet they had gained a

daughter named "Harley Gala" a young 20 year old blonde Irish woman. Taking the family business on her own.

The steel door was greyish and large. Across the street was a small restaurant named "Marten" which sold really good pie. Kind and loving people who almost

been living within the town for 40 years. The rain had let itself go as the clouds covered the sun setting sky. Its heavy rain water dropped splashing into the

ground. A man walked through the rain wearing a small brown light opened sweater. His hair was soaked yet it was black and fuzzy. His face expression was

terrible yet he didn't mind. He walked passed small newspaper stands as salesman packed their belongings. His black shoes splashed into the puddles. His

hands deep into his sweater pockets. His blue buttoned shirt was getting soaked. His light brown pants were halfway wet.

His eyes sharp towards sight. He couldn't be any wrong if he had been in trouble. Walking with a steady pace he felt the nerve for some liquor and booze to

calm himself down a little. Not even caring to look left or right he crossed the street. No sign of lights or cars were by. While crossing within the wet puddled

street. From down the lower same street. A hooded woman stared forward walking slowly holding between her hands a dangling necklace. Her face was

completely covered with a worn out long cloth ran down to her feet torn and dangling. Her pants were worn out. Her blackened scarfs tied around her waist

moving side to side.

"Destiny" she said

The door swung open. The drunken crowd continued talking and banging on tables laughing. Chunks of beer spilled across the tables. Men laughed, enjoying

their football game. The plasma TV was new 50 inch. Calmly walking into the bar he felt the urge to look over his right shoulder noticing at the far end a bunch

of Bikers minding their own. He didn't care as he continued to walk on towards the bar as she the bartender smiled at him. Her hands busy with cleaning dirty

cups of glass. Smiling back towards her he placed his right elbow on the counter. His body lying on his right side as he took a seat.

"What'll it be today Ash? The usual?" she asked

"Yeah,Harely if I could have a couple" he said smiling

"Couple?, usually it's 2"she asked

"Well I need to forget some things" he said

"Alright,don't let me be one of them" she said smiling at him

Ash looked down smiling. The sound of the door closing caught his attention. Looking to his right he could see the over coated woman. She walked towards the

bar calmly. Ash had some thoughts in his mind of how regular and awkward this was. But then again what wasn't awkward. Ash looked away as he looked

down at his left hand tapping the wooden table like bar.

The hooded woman placed her thin hands holding closely her necklace wrapped around her thin young fingers. Ash couldn't handle the into her darkened

hoodie slight tone came from her as Ash looked into her darkness.

Within his mind flowed many memories of darkened images. The first was of the evil rising from below. Thin hands of human-like beings shot out from the wood

dirt. The 2nd image was raining blood, it rained through the woods as a woman ran through them screaming. Her pace continued to run like hell. Blood dripped

through her clothes and onto her damaged skin. She gripped her bleeding right Ash could feel her intense pain, running through his body. His muscles ached

and felt incredible pain.

The last image was of a darkened being walking slowly forward. It's glowing yellow eyes surged through the darkness. Its voice spoke aloud as it echoed

through the midnight. Cold air was felt through Ash, he began to cough. His body felt its incredible chill running up his spine.

Ash's eyes went wide then he looked away gasping for air as if he had lost it all of a sudden. The hooded woman was standing to his left side. She had moved

closer as he tried to understand what he just saw.

"Who the hell are you?!"asked Ash looking forward knowing she was beside him

"We need to talk, Ashley Williams" she said

Ash looked slowly towards her as she walked away towards a table at the far left hand side of the bar and sat down. The round wooden table was alone with

a single light above. Ash looked forward again noticing his drink and glass cup within his hand had been broken. The shock along with those images gave him

fear. His fear grew more within him as he thought deeper. Ash took in a deep breath and stood up as Harely stared shocked noticing Ash walking staring down

at this stranger. She gazed forward at the shattered glass and began to slowly clean it up.

Ash walked slowly and stood facing her. The bar sounds and cheering continued.

"How do you know my name?" he asked

"I've known you since the day, the day the Necronomicon was discovered" she answered

Ash closed his eyes remembering that fateful day

"I know that you fought those same evils before, along with not sleeping, resting" she answered

"What do you want with me?, What was that in those images?" he asked

"There are warnings of what is coming next, they are what I see before they happen" she answered

"Yet unfortunately I need your help Ash" she asked

"Oh yeah? I don't do this for-"

"She's a fragile one named "Clare", my sister" she said

"I don't do these things anymore, I'm done" he said

"2 years you've been running Ash, 2 years you've been fighting, 2 years you've lost" she said

Ash looked away as he raised his right hand, his right robotic hand was covered with a black biker glove.

"I know your pain, I can give you back the 2 years of your life" she said

"You trust me? A complete stranger-"

"You're not a complete stranger I have foreshadowed you, sharing your pain along with the nightmares, the attacks, all the painful nights you suffer" she

answered towards him

Ash looked away closing his eyes knowing what she spoke was painful truth. Yet his mind thought of what would happen if he didn't help. What if he chose to

allow them to die what would that make him? Ash looked towards her.

"Alright I'll do it, where am I to go" he asked

"There here in town, up the road and into the Red High Woods" she said

"What's your name?" he asked

"I'm called "Helena The Light" she said

"The Light?" he asked

"Take this with you, I'll be able to guide you through it all" she said handing him the necklace around her hand.

Ash grabbed ahold of It as it glowed within his hand. Noticing the light blue color of light fade away suddenly.

Ash walked passed others who began to leave and headed out through the front door. Helena looked down at the table. She held her hands together almost

as if she was in prayer.

"May you reach them in time" she said