"Alright! Here ya go!" You drop the chainsaw and it shuts off.
"Good, now face the wall!"
"What wall? I can't see shit back here!"
A light comes out from the distance, it's probably a flashlight.
"See it now?" You look over at the brick, you put your hands up on it, as if it was a hold up.
"Are you human?" The female voice called.
"No, I'm a meat popsicle!"
"This is no time for jokes! I have a shotgun right on you!"
"Alright! I'm a human! Who the hell are you?"

You stand against the wall waiting for a reply. You here a russling behind you. Then her voice comes up again.
"Alright! He's safe! Hit the lights!"
With that the entire place is flooded with light and you cover your eyes in shock.
You hear laughter from behind you. You spin around to see a group of people staring at you and laughing. You suddenly realize that you happen to be very naked.

In the crowd you see three men and one woman. All equipped with shotguns and rifles of all kinds. They stare at you an snicker.

"That's a nice job you did back there." She says, walking up to you. "Seriously, you chased that deadite bastard right to us. It was like shooting fish in a barrel."
"He broke into my home. He also gave me a shot to the nuts that I'll remember for a couple months. That SOB wasn't about to get away from me."
"Why don't we introduce ourselves," She looks you over. "And get you some clothes."

"My name is Videl, these are my men. We are deadite hunters."
"Names Ash, housewares." You reply, decked out in your black, military gear.
"Yes, Ash, the promised one," She didn't sound very impressed. "We thought you were going to show up. Just not in your underpants." You blush. "OK, Ash, here's the deal, apparently you're the promised one, sent to deliver Earth from the terrors of the deadites. And the four of us are the best deadite slayers in the world." She looks you over. "Let's make a deal, a partnership. We have one last gig, then the deadites will be gone from our plane of existance for good. We need to retrieve the Necronomicon from a castle. It's highly booby-trapped and guarded. You in?"

Well, are you?

Nah, you're a loner. You do work better on your own!

or

Why the hell not?

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