Evil Dead meets Hack/Slash (closed for Commendatore)

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Name: Cassie Hack
Age: 21
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Backstory:
I am Cassie Hack and I am a last girl standing. I was a survivor of the Lunch Lady murders which were committed by my mom when I was a freshmen in high school. At the time, I was very unpopular and everybody at school picked on me mercilessly, so my mom decided to take matters into her own hands. Needless to say, my tormentors ended up in the “special of the day”. She killed herself when she was confronted about the murders.

Later on, I was put into foster care. I was the talk of the town considering it was my mom who had done the killings. Much to my horror, she was reborn as a slasher and began to kill off the girls in the new school I was attending. I put a stop to it by destroying her, so that she would never hurt anybody else. I had found out that the “slashers” were a common occurrence and decided to put an end to their reigns of terror. Along the way, I met Vlad, who I thought was a slasher due to his deformed appearance, but he had actually lost a person that he cared about due to a slasher. I asked him to team up with me. Together, we had stopped many slashers including: an evil priest and others.
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“Miss Hack, we will do what we can to try to save your friend.” The doctor said, “However, he is in really bad shape.”

I blamed myself for Vlad’s injuries considering he had put himself in harm’s way to protect me from a slasher named Madman Lars. He was once the caretaker of Camp Karacas which was about 25 miles outside of Dearborn, Michigan. He was killed after a group of campers played a joke on him. It just so happened a pack of wolves were in the area. The campers ran off leaving him to die. He came back as a very deformed slasher who favored his gardening implements to dispatch the teens responsible. He killed 3, but we managed to keep him from killing the four others.

He used deadly accuracy to throw a pair of gardening sheers at me, but Vlad jumped in the way getting stabbed in the stomach. I sped to Dearborn to take him to the hospital. I got a ticket, but a kindly police officer decided to drive in front to alert other drivers that I was in a hurry and it was an emergency.
The doctor told me that I should let him rest and go get some rest myself.

However, I wasn’t able to sleep. I drove to a bar that was slightly outside of Dearborn to have a few drinks. There were only a couple of people there: the bartender and a biker. I sat at the bar and ordered a Blue Moon to calm my nerves a bit. On television was a program about the supernatural. They were talking to a professor about some work a former colleague was doing in regards to a book called Necronomicon Ex Mortis. As I was watching, a guy came in looking like total hell.
 
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Ash had been having a hell of a day.

He had tried to tell them to destroy that damned book, that no one could control the power it contained. He tried in vain.

When he got the frantic call from the Prof's wife, he headed out immediately. Scratch one deadite. But he knew once the power was out, it was just a matter of time.

Looking ragged as could be, he stopped at a dive bar and went inside. 3 people! Bartender, a crusty biker, and a girl who looked like she belonged somewhere else. She was a looker, though, so he took a spot two seats over from her and ordered a double Bushmills Irish whiskey, neat.
 
The guy's shirt was ripped, he had a few splotches of blood, and a metal hand. If he didn't look so freaked out, I would have mistaken him for another slasher. However, he was very handsome. "I will be paying for his drink." I said to the bartender as I handed him the money. I moved over next to him.

He looked like he could use some company. "Hi, I'm Cassie." I said introducing myself. Hell, I could use it myself after what happened to Vlad. We were both pretty interested in the program. "I am going to read an excerpt from the Necronomicon." the professor said. I noticed the man freak out even more.
 
"Dammit, you idiot! Don't read from that book!"

(The book is read from)

"Well, that's it. I'll have to get gasoline and shotgun shells.", Ash said tiredly.

"Hey, Cassie, thanks for the drink. May I ask what on earth you're doing in this place?"
 
"My friend is in the hospital here." I said as I took a drink from my beer. I did not go into very much explanation about why for fear that he would not believe me. Suddenly, I noticed the bartender fly back as well as some invisible force hit the biker as well. Both were slumped to where we could not see their face. I noticed the man that I met trembling a bit as though he knew what was going on. "What's the matter?" I asked concerned. Suddenly, the bartender and biker sprang to life. Their eyes were white and souless. There faces were extremely contorted. The biker began to approach me laughing maniacally. I had never seen this before, but I was ready. I picked up the metal barstool ready to beat his head into a pulp. I noticed that the guy that I had met was prepared as well he pulled out a shotgun. I would have went to the car to get a weapon, but it would be two demon things against one.

"I will take the biker..." I said to the man wanting to help him out. I swung very hard managing to clobber the guy, but he hit me hard with his hand throwing me into a wall. I recovered very quickly. "Join us!" the two said. As I was fighting, I noticed a hand gun that he had been carrying laying on the booth. I grabbed it and shot the guy first in the chest and then the head. Luckily, he collapsed to the ground.
 
"Deadites!", Ash shouted over the din. "It's because of that damned book!"

He chambered a round and coolly blew the bartender's head away in a spray of gore.

When Cassie had dispatched the biker, Ash said, "We'd better leave. Sometimes these bastards don't stay down."
 
We managed to get out of the bar. I was definitely not alone when it came to battling weird shit! When we got the hell away from the bar, I would explain everything. If there were going to be more, then I decided to stick with him. "I will get us some more weapons out of the car." I said.

I opened the trunk to reveal a gun, a machete, a baseball bat, and a flamethrower. I grabbed them putting them in the car as well as my notebook detailing all the slashers that I had faced, so that I could better explain myself.
 
"Alright, a gal with spunk!" Ash said enthusiastically. "Let's go in my truck...there are some modifications that might help us out. You drive."

Already it seemed the world had changed slightly...
 
We drove into town to see what damage was done already. It was really quiet and ominous looking considering no one was around.

"Let's just say that I have had my own share of experiences." I added, "As you can tell from my notes... In fact, that is why my friend, Vlad, is in the hospital."

I became really concerned for Vlad... If anything happened, he was going to be helpless because of the injuries. "We need to get to the hospital to check on him, but I am going to prepare you because he is a bit deformed looking due defects he had when he was born.". The deadites that Ash had mentioned began to crawl out from the dark corners seeing the truck. There had to be hundreds of them. Along the way, I hit about 3 or 4 of them that were brave enough to jump out in front of the truck.

"So, what is your story? By the way, I did not get your name." I said curious to know more about him.
 
"Heh, I guess I do owe you a story. My name's Ash. I eat evil for lunch and danger for dinner." He grinned.

Then he related the tales. The cabin and all that transpired there, his first knowledge of the book. Then how he'd holed up in the other cabin, and had lost his hand. Then the trip back, the primitive screwheads, the boom stick, his evil alter ego. It was a lot to tell.

"I guess we're in the same business, eh? Well, we're going to have quite a bit to do."
 
"I would say so." I said as I saw the number of deadites coming into view. I arrived at the hospital to find total chaos. Outside were a couple of fires, and survivors being terrorized by patients, who became deadites. I was horrified at the thought of Vlad being there in a helpless state with those things. I brought my machete with me as we got out fighting our way through. There were a couple of close calls, but we made it up to the third floor where Vlad is.

The floor was surpisingly quiet. We cautiously walked towards the room. The lights in the hall was flickering on and off. When we got to the room, I saw his hulking form standing with his back turned. Something was definitely not right with how bad of shape he was. Tears filled my eyes. "Vlad..." I said.
 
Ash chambered a round and waited to see what would happen. Cassie knew him, Ash didn't. It was her call unless the guy had already gone over...
 
Vlad turned smiling evilly. His eyes were just like the other deadites. They got him. He had scratches and was bitten a few times. "God,no!!!!" I screamed. He said wickedly in a voice that was not his own, "Hello, Cassie... I missed you a lot.". I could not bear the thought of killing my partner and best friend.

"Please, Ash... I cannot do this." I cried. I let Ash do it. I did not have the heart to kill him. He then sprang at us growling fiercely. I was going to make those sons of bitches pay for what happened to him.
 
Ash fired two quick shots to the head, with telling effect. Vlad fell into a heap on the floor.

"I'm sorry, Cassie...I know he was your friend. That book and the shit it spawns have taken a lot of loved ones away."

"Let's get out of here. And then let's make them pay."
 
I sobbed hysterically when Ash shot him. He was my best friend, so it was extremely hard on me. After a while, I managed to calm down. I needed to take a shower because I was covered with dried up deadite blood all over me, and it was making me feel very uncomfortable. The hospital was clear. When we came in we temporarily closed of the doors so nothing could escape or get in.

"I need to clean up really quick..." I said. I had also brough a bag in with me along with my machete with a set of clothes. It contained a tight black midrift shirt, a short red plaid skirt, a black lace bra with matching panties, and fishnet stockings. I used the shower in Vlad's room. However, I left the door open so that I could help keep a look out just in case something managed to come in. I stripped off my clothes. As I was showering, I heard a noise and the lights went off and heard what sounded like Ash falling to the floor. "Ash... Are you alright?" I asked quickly getting out and wrapping a towel around my body.
 
Wow. Ash took just a second to admire her wrapped in a towel, then motioned her to go back in the bathroom and close the door. He'd turned off the lights and slumped down, too quickly, as sounds from the hall drifted into the room. He was taking no chances.
 
"Okay, I was just checking..." I said sighing in relief. I dropped the towel and began to get dressed. I kept hearing a strange noise out in the hall, so I hurried up and put on my clothes. It sounded like it was wandering the hall. I remembered it from back at the bar when the Bartender and Biker were possessed.

"Alright, I am ready." I said, "Let's get the fuck out of this place and find the book!"
 
Ash kept hearing it, but it never got any closer. The girl was kinda distracting, but was good in a fight, and good in other ways, too. He liked her.

After she dressed, he watched out the door for a break, and they shot out of the hospital like a bullet.
 
Ash and I made it out of the hospital and was able to make it out on to the road, so that we could get to the television. It was not too hard to find considering there was a large bright glowing vortex of light. It was so bright that it could be seen from over 200 miles away. My guess was that when the professor read the book on the air it went through the tower. No telling how many people would be affected it which means there were going to be a hell of a lot of deadites. We would probably need a little more help which would mean gathering survivors in the area if there was any. I began driving, so that we could make it before it was too late.
 
Cassie made Ash's dick hard. It was tough to contemplate all the necessary killing and surviving that was to come when all he really wanted to do was lay her down and introduce her to God. Of course, with a form like hers, she had probably already been introduced, but not the way Ash was thinking about it. The way that you can always see it in their eyes after. The way that alters their minds and their priorities. The way that turns a sweet young thing into a slut for life.

"Get a grip, Ash", he told himself. "Time for that later."

He spoke to her: "Flick the switch next to the headlights to put the spotlights on. The green one activates the cattle catcher in front. The red one is a 360 degree flamethrower out to 10 feet. And put on your seatbelt."
 
Ash told me where the buttons were to activate the weapons were located just in case we ran into trouble along the way. As we drove a kept an eye out for possible survivors. "Let me know if you see any survivors on your side." I said. Deep inside, I was thinking a lot about Ash. I never really had time for guys since I had been on the road hunting slashers. Ash was definitely my type considering we were both on a mission to stop monsters from harming innocents. Not to mention how fucking hot he was. I wanted so badly to let him fuck me, but it had to be after we sent these demonic assholes back to hell.
 
"There's a couple on the right side!", Ash said a bit too loudly. He was distracted.

Using the cb radio routed through a loudspeaker on the roof, Ash told them to make a run for the truck.

Cassie slowed, and they darted out and climbed in the bed. One banged the tailgate to let them know they were in.

Ash gave a cautious look in the back, then opened the slider and asked, "Are you guys alright?"
 
"There's a couple on the right side!", he said to me. I stopped to let them in. They were both shaken and there clothes were a bit clawed up, so they looked pretty rough looking. The woman was sobbing hysterically as her boyfriend held her tightly. Before going, Ash and I talked to them.

“It was awful!” The woman cried, “We were out on a double date and those things attacked us! Our friends were killed!”

The woman’s name was Connie and her boyfriend’s name was Derrick. “We are going to get to the bottom of this, but we have to work together.” I said. Derrick worked as a correctional officer, so he had experience in weaponry and hand to hand combat. The two looked very exhausted with how far they travelled. Nearby was a hotel for us to stop at. All we had to do was check it over and secure it, so that we would be safe for the evening.
 
Ash took the boomstick, gave Derrick the chainsaw, Cassie was armed with her machete, but Connie was too freaked out to saddle up. They left her secured in the truck as the building was searched. Amazingly, it seemed completely clear, no sign of deadites at all.

They chose the two most defensible rooms, set a couple trip alarms and furniture deadfalls, secured an escape route out the window to an HVAC bulinding roof just a floor below. They retrieved Connie, hid and camouflaged the truck, and went to take much-needed rest.

Ash wanted to talk strategy with Cassie, but he also wanted to relax with her. He thought he'd see where it would go...
 
The two rooms had a door that linked the rooms. Ash and I took one room which was the honeymoon sweet which had a large bed and was nicely decorated. I laid back onto the bed to relax with a gun and machete nearby just in case. I stripped out of my skirt and put on a tight short nightshirt before laying back onto the bed.
 
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