The Chosen One

A Little Vacation

"Vegas? Are you kidding me?" Kelly asked from the backseat of the Delta, a hint of annoyance in her tone. "This isn't the time to be blowing hundreds of dollars in a casino."

"Oh come'on Kel, it's just a little vacation." Ash said as he drove down the highway. Tapping his mechanical hand on his leg to the beat of Don't Let Me Down by The Beatles.

Pablo, who was in the passenger seat, was in on it from the start. "I agree with El Jefe, we've dealt with a lot of bad juju, we deserve a little kickback time. Besides, what could possibly go wrong?"

If Pablo had known then what he knew now that they were in Vegas, he wouldn't have said that. There they were, dead in the middle of a casino fighting against Deadites, Ash and Kelly battling alone as he sent Pablo to retrieve his chainsaw from the Delta.

"Here, you look a little hungry!" Ash swung a bag of poker chips at the Deadites head not doing much damage to it. "Where's Pablo with my damn chainsaw!" He shouted to Kelly

Kelly was having her own problems with one of the other Deadites, holding it against a wall. "I don't know! I can't see him anywhere!"

"El Jefe!"

Ash heard Pablo above him, looking up to see him on the second story balcony, Pablo let go of his chainsaw. Ash pushed the Deadite back with his foot and held his arm in the air. The chainsaw landed perfectly on his prosthetic and he locked it in place.

"Now, who's ready for Ashy-Slashy?"

He pulled the switch and revved up the chainsaw, taking off the heads of all the deadites in sight. Once all of them were down, sirens roared outside as police began to arrive at the Casino.

"It's the 5-O, time to motor." Ash and the others returned to the Delta and split. Once they were a good bit away he slowed down a bit.

"Talk about a big Vegas Welcome." He chuckled and turned up the radio blasting The Beatles as they drove off from the busy city.