Hello everyone, today I am having a go at doing a Evil Dead Fanfiction that is a direct continuation of the 2013 remake. Since this takes place right after that obviously there will be spoilers. Hope you guys enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing. I ain't a pro at this sort of thing, I just want to see what I can do when it comes to telling a story. This will feature Ash later on but at the moment it is just following Mia, I have some sort of plot planned out where the two meet up. Also the Original/Bad ending of Army Of Darkness is the one that's cannon here. The beginning is also slightly based off the original post credit scene from the 2013 film. That is also where I got the story picture from.


Chapter 1 - Can't forget


Nothing could be heard, except the sound of birds singing in the tall trees. An endless road with tons of these giants on either side. No life, it was as if this corner of the world was cut off from civilization. Suddenly there was movement, a small white mouse crept out of the foliage. The mouse hesitated looking right as if anxious about the threat of incoming traffic. There hadn't been a vehicle come down this road for hours.

After a few seconds, this mouse started to idly make its way across the road. It was only when it reached the halfway point did it realise the immediate danger. Before it could even react a boot descended on it. Making a squeak of terror then a loud crunch, it's life was over within a second.

Mia stopped and looked down. She slightly moved her boot over onto its side to inspect the bottom of it. Her past self would probably have been disgusted. But that version of her was gone. With a grunt she scrapped the remains of the mouse off her boot with her remaining hand and continued down the road.

For what felt like a eternity she had just walked. She didn't dare even to think for too long or the memory's would hit her and she would be reduced to nothing, Stop dead in her tracks and collapse. But she couldn't forget. Everything was still in the back of her mind and it made her head throb.

Blood still fell from the stump, and she was still soaked with blood from the events prior. Blood fell from her body like water dripping from a tap, hitting the concrete. Behind her was a endless trail of red stretching into the distance.

The sun was high in the sky now and Mia began to feel the heat. How long has it been since I've had a drink? Mia tried to remember but all she could think of was David. He's at peace now. The thought of him made her smile. He saved me.

Mia stopped. She heard it before she even saw it. A truck roared over the horizon coming her way. Was she hallucinating? Mia blinked a couple of times and then proceeded to rub her eyes with her one hand. But no the pick up truck was real, and it seemed to grow larger and louder as it came closer. The truck came to a stop beside Mia.

The windows were so dirty that Mia couldn't see the interior of the truck. The windows rolled down to reveal a man, who couldn't have been much older than herself. He was wearing a Michigan state Spartans cap, he also had a goatee and dark glasses which hid the color of his eyes.

For what felt like a good minute he just stared. Mia stared back with a blank expression, devoid of emotion. The man however had a expression that was a mix of confusion and something else. Mia knew she must have looked like something straight from hell, as she held her handless arm behind her back as if to hide it. As if she was ashamed, But if anything she wanted to show the world. Explain to them what had happened. She would be titled crazy but she didn't care. Just someone to talk to would be nice.

"S-S-So, um, you like need a lift or something?" The man asked, taking off his dark glasses to reveal bright green eyes. He leaned over opening the passenger door.

Mia didn't say anything. There was nothing she could say. She expected him to panic or to drive right passed her. But no he acted like this was something that happened every day. Like every day a girl in a blood red dress, walking down a road, face covered in blood and only one hand, was something that happened a lot round these parts.

Mia smiled. That smile slowly turned into hysterical laughter, as she slowly got on her knees and started howling into the sky like a wolf would at the moon. She then let herself fall onto the concrete and curl up into a ball. The laughing turned into sobbing; her vision began to blur. The once quite wilderness was now loud with the sound of Mia crying. She let all the memory's attack her like a swarm of angry bees.

The man in the rusty pick-up truck now seemed to panic as he killed the engine, got out of his truck and started pacing, muttering to himself.

"Ah shit, Hey ma'am I'm going to get you help okay." He then realised Mia's stump and the blood oozing out of it. Mia began to weep uncontrollably in a puddle of her own blood. Her crys of pure agony sent shivers down the mans neck.

The man picked her up, and placed her in the passenger side of the truck placing his hand on her neck as if to check for pulse. "I'm going to get you into town, find a hospital or police, something." The man reached over opening the glove compartment, revealing a small first aid kit and a revolver. He grabbed the kit and opened it. Producing some bandages he began to tend to Mia's wounds.

"They're all dead! I couldn't help them. That fucking book..." she groaned as the man tended to her stump, she struggled to focus. "No police, they will just-" Mia then felt herself loosing conciousness, either from shock or loss of blood. It didn't matter as her whole field of view started to become black.

"You just hold on, can't have you dying in my truck." The man slammed the passenger door shut and got in the drivers side. He hesitated before starting the engine to look over at Mia. Her head was resting against the window and her eyes were closed. "Name's Nick by the way, if you can still hear me." The man remarked before turning the key. He did a U turn to go back the direction he came in. His shaking hands nervously gripped the wheel and he put his foot down, driving off without a second thought.

"Mia..." she muttered. The pain still raced up her spine, making thinking let alone talking a difficult task.

Mia slipped in and out of consciousness as he drove. She dreamed about David and when they were kids; they were so happy back then. When she was awake she stared out the window, catching glimpses of other vehicles passing as they headed closer to civilisation. She looked down at where her hand used to be. Nick had done a bad job of trying to stop the bleeding, as blood was now seeping through the bandage and dripping onto the seat.

"You're going to be okay kid. Just 1 mile to the nearest town. Don't you die on me." Nick said without turning to face her.

Mia looked up at Nick, "I'll never be okay again." she said, before closing her eyes and letting her head rest against the pane.

The rest of the drive was silent and uneasy. Nick constantly looked over at Mia, checking she wasn't losing to much blood. Mia however remained still.