Ash sat on the couch, watching something he never expected to see. Apparently, this universe had ‘The Golden Girls,’ which was the ONLY show he could tolerate on this old-ass television set. Unknown to Ash or the inhabitants of the Asylum, a portal opened up in the basement of the mental hospital. Hundreds of demonic spirits poured into the hospital, making short work of employees and patients.

Sensing the chaos, Ash’s eyes widened as he jumped to his feet.

“Something's not right,” Ash stated, feeling uneasy in his gut.

Without warning, the door was flung open as a spirit crashed into the bars and flew into the air ducts.

“Well, ain’t this a kick in the pants." Ash shook his head in disappointment. “Twilight, when I get out of here, we are going to need a serious talk.”

Ash moved to the bars in haste. The moment he stepped past them, a door was flung off its hinges. One of the guards was thrown out of the room and crashed into the wall. Ash moved to help him but stopped when a deadite jumped out of the room and started to drag the man back into the room. The guard's screams pulled Ash back to reality, and Ash ran to the room to help the guard, only to freeze at the sight of his legs squirming in the drain. Finally, the guard's legs went down the drain as a fountain of blood and guts spewed from the room's drain.

“Jesus Fucking Christ!!” Ash shouted, stepping back to avoid the blood. “I will never be able to un-see that”

Ash backed away from the blood-spewing room and headed down the hall. The sounds of gunfire caused Ash to pick up his pace.

“Stop right there!” a guard shouted, firing his gun before screaming.

The man’s body crashed into the wall, and the gun in his hand fell out and slid to Ash’s feet. Ash glanced at the gun before hearing the piercing howl of a deadite. Ahead of the one-handed man, a possessed patient glared at him.

With no hesitation, Ash picked up the gun and spun it around his finger before aiming it at the deadite. “Let's see if you fuckers are still allergic to lead.”

The Deadite charged the human with its teeth bared. The human moved to the right and stuck his leg out. The deadite’s eyes widened as it tripped and fell to the ground. Ash walked over and placed his foot on the deadite’s back.

“Thanks for the gun,” Ash pulled the trigger and exploded the deadite’s head. “Something tells me I’m going to need it.”

Ash turned away to look at the guard's hip. “He’s probably got more ammo on him.” Ash walked towards the dead guard but not before firing another bullet into the deadite’s head. “Double Tap, baby.”

Ash searched the guard and found two ammo clips for the borrowed firearm. “Two addition clips which hold about 12 rounds,” Ash said as he removed the gun's current clip. “7 bullets plus the chambered round.” Ash set the clip down before grabbing the gun and reinserting the clip. “This is going to be a bitch and a half to get out of here,” Ash said, tightening the grip on his gun.

Ash continued down the path presented until he came to another set of steel bars; Ash looked around before spotting the office that controls the gates and cameras. The human walked over to the door only for it to swing open and slam into his face. The door let out an obnoxious laugh as it closed.

“You little...”

The door swung open again, knocking Ash to the ground.

“Fuck!!”

Ash rose to his feet and shot the door before flicking his gaze to the window. Adjusting his aim to the window, Ash pulled the trigger and unloaded two rounds into the glass. The glass never entirely broke, but with the two holes, it did weaken it significantly. Flipping the gun around, Ash smashed the butt of the weapon into the glass, causing it to shatter. Ash cleared away any remaining glass before pocketing the gun and jumping into the office. Inside, the human spotted a dead guard slumped below the desk of monitors.

“Don’t mind me,” Ash said, setting his gun down before looking at the monitors. “Let’s see the state we’re in.”

To Ash’s surprise, the monitors showed nothing but an empty, abandoned hospital; Ash took a glance at the monitor that showed the room he was currently standing in. Ash’s eyes widened at the sight of the guard jumping to his feet on the monitor. In desperation, Ash grabbed the keyboard and smashed it across the deadites face.

The Deadite dropped to the ground as Ash dropped the broken tech and picked up his gun; Ash fired a shot into the deadite’s head before hitting the emergency release button. The barred doors opened, allowing the human to get out of the damned place. Ash jumped out of the office the same way he got in.

“Worst. Day. Ever.” Ash growled out as he continued down the path

Ash continued until he made it to the cafeteria. The moment he stepped into the room, the door slammed shut as pieces of wood blocked off the door.

Ash looked ahead and saw two deadites in the room. Both possessed humans turned and growled at the one-handed human.

“Great,” Ash groaned as the deadites jumped over the tables, lunging for him. The demon slayer rolled out of the way of the deadites before they pounced on him.

“What I wouldn’t give for both hands right about now,” Ash shouted as he shot at the closest Deadite

The two shots he fired only hit the deadites chest and grazed his cheek. Ash internally cursed as he was slashed across the chest by the second deadite. Ash let out a pained groan as his eyes changed to his Sharingan and slowed the deadite’s movements. Luckily for the human, he had done more than try to escape in the past six months.

“Alright, six months of practice,” Ash said as his eyes shifted. “Should be able to pull this off.”

Ash felt his left eye sting as the flames began to burn the binding on his stump; soon, the burning stopped as the fire shifted into a flame-made hand. Ash grinned as he flexed his flaming hand; turning his fist, the human rushed forward before slugging one of the deadites in the face. The flames on his hand transferred to the deadite, who released a scream as the black flames slowly burned it away. The last one tried to rush Ash, only for Ash to unload the remaining three bullets into the deadite’s skull. With both dead, Ash dispelled the black flames and proceeded to change clips one-handed.

“Damn,” Ash said, still feeling the sting on his stump. “Looks like I’m going to need more practice with that particular method.”

With the pistol reloaded, Ash looked around and found all doors were closed and barred.

“Great. Locked in.” Ash groaned as he stashed the gun in his waistband.

Ash walked over to the door on the far side of the cafeteria before a crimson skeletal hand and rib cage materialized around him. Ash slammed the bony hand into the door, breaking it into splinters. The partial Susanoo vanished as Ash walked through the door.

“Heh, I guess practice does indeed pay off,” Ash commented before making his way to the building to find his personal effects. “Now, if I was my shit, where would I be?” He thought for a moment before it clicked. “Patient possessions.”

As he moved through the building, he kept his guard up. He knew at any moment, a deadite would pop up and ambush him. What bothered him the most was that it never happened and unnerved him to no end.

“Shouldn’t he be here by now?” Twilight muttered to herself as she paced before a pair of wooden doors. “And how do you know Ash will come out of this door?”

“You really must relax, my dear,” Pharynx said as he lounged in a hammock made entirely of shadows. “It has been proven that people who mutter to themselves are lunatics and belong in an Asylum.”

“Can you not say that right now?!” Twilight nearly shouted at the demon king. “Why hasn’t he gotten here yet?”

“And have a little faith, Mortal,” Pharynx said, sitting upright as his hammock shifted into a throne. “My demons are wrecking that place from top to bottom.”

“That wasn’t the Deal!” Twilight shouted at the King, earning a glare from him. “The Deal was…”

“Do not take that tone with me, ‘Mortal,’” Pharynx warned as storm clouds began to cover the sky. “The Deal was to get him out,” Pharynx stomped toward the Princess until she tripped to the ground. “Not once did you specify ‘how’ he gets out. So sit down and be patient.”

Twilight’s gaze shifted to the Asylum with worry. “Please hurry, Ashley.”

“Fucking Finally!” Ash shouted as he finally found an elevator. “Now, let’s go get my shit back.”

Ash hit the call button and waited patiently for the doors to open.

The doors opened, but before Ash could step through, a force tossed him across the room. The human hit the wall with enough force to crack the surface, and Ash groaned as he struggled to his feet.

“Of course, there’s a spirit in the Elevator,” Ash groaned as he cracked a few parts of his spine. “Why wouldn’t there be one?”

Ash looked back to the now destroyed elevator. The sight brought nothing but rage in the human.

“And, of course, the bastard fucked up the goddamn fucking elevator!” Ash all but screamed out in anger. “By all means, tell me how this could get FUCKING WORSE?!”

Ash heard the clatter of metal and wood, which caused his head to drop. “I had to ask?”

The Human glanced across the room and found all furniture lifting off the ground, and Ash let out an angry howl as he ducked to avoid a chair.

“I had to fucking ask!” Ash shouted as his Partial Susanoo manifested.

The sofa was the next piece of furniture that was hurled at the human. But he caught it with the skeletal hand of Ash's Susanoo. Ash let out an angered howl as his Susanoo threw the sofa back where it came from. Evidently, the spirit didn’t like that, as the rest of the furniture charged the human, smashing against Susanoo’s arm or ribcage.

Angered beyond belief, Ash thought out loud to himself. “Okay, Ash… think. The elevators from here to the first floor are busted up,” Ash’s Susanoo ripped through a pair of doors which revealed a set of stairs leading up. “So that means I’m going to have to venture through Shock Therapy to get to the last working elevator.”

Ash dispelled his Susanoo and ran up the stairs. Reaching the second floor, Ash walked into the closest therapy room and found a patient receiving constant electric shocks due to the machines going haywire. Ash ignored the electrocuting body as his attention was directed to the map on the wall.

“Okay, the Elevator is just down the hall,” Ash said, looking at the part of the map with the lowest building level. “Patient possessions?” Ash said before spotting the part labeled Mogue/Patient Possessions. “Bingo!”

Ash went to leave but stopped at the poor unfortunate soul suffering behind him. Ash sighed as he pulled the pistol from his waist; the man then proceeded to unload round after round until the machines stopped working. After dropping the clip, Ash reloaded his last clip as he looked at the body.

“Sorry you had to suffer, Capt. Crispy,” Ash said, stashing the weapon back in his waistband. “But at least you went out here and not by the dead.”

Ash left the room and immediately headed to the Elevator down the hall. He breathed in relief as the door opened with no problem.

“It’s about god damn time something good happens to me,” Ash said as he pressed the button to send him down before realizing he wasn’t alone inside the Elevator. “Oh fuck.”

Sparks squeezed their way through the crack of the elevator door before opening, revealing the wrecked elevator. Luckily Ash survived the drop as he crawled out of the steel box.

“I fucking hate my life,” Ash groaned as he lay on the ground, waiting for the pain to subside.

A good ten minutes passed, and Ash soon found the strength to stand on his feet. “Now… to the morgue.”

Ash Williams found no trouble finding the one place with the dead bodies that didn’t want him dead. Moving past the bodies, Ash ventured into the back room where the patients' belongings go.

“Let’s see… Williams. Williams. Williams.” Ash said as he scanned through the shelves before laying eyes on the box with his name on it and his chainsaw next to it. “Ha! Jackpot!”

Ash wasted no time ripping the box open and finding his clothes and possessions; Ash practically tore off the asylum clothing and slipped on his clothes before his hand glided across his chainsaw.

“Hello, honey,” Ash said almost seductively. “I know, I know, six months and no phone call” Ash placed the chainsaw over his stump. “Let me make it up to you with a night in the Asylum as we slaughter some Deadite Scum.” Ash smiled as he stowed his trusty Boomstick in its holster. “Maybe then I hope you will forgive me.”

Ash perked up when groans and the sound of body coolers opened up. “And speaking of the devils,” Ash grinned. “Alright, baby, let’s hear you sing,” Ash pulled the cord and grinned as his weapon purred. “Sing for the King!”

Ash stepped out onto the morgue floor, grinning as the corpses converged on him.

“Ladies and Gentlemen of the Asylum Morgue,” Ash sang. “I humbly apologize for my tardiness, but now allow me to present tonight's entertainment.” Ash pulled his Boomstick from his back and shot the head off one of the possessed corpses. “Let's get busy!”

Ash ran forward before jumping and vaulting over one of the operating tables, bringing his chainsaw down on one of the 12 remaining Deadites.

“What are ya’ll waiting for?” Ash demanded as he pulled his chainsaw out of the deadite. “The Night is young, and I got six months of boredom to work off.”

The deadites let out a blood curdling screech as they charged at Ash, who merely laughed like a maniac and charged at them.

"Feast upon his flesh!" One deadite shouted as they lunged forward. It's mouth opened wide to tear apart Ash, but Ash quickly shoved the barrel of his boomstick into its mouth and slammed the deadite down.

"Say Ahh!" Ash fired his boomstick and blasted the deadite's head clean off. “God Damn, it’s good to have my shit back!”

Two more deadites tried to flank Ash from both sides. However, they both crashed into the crimson skeletal ribcage of Ash's Susanoo and saw the smirk on Ash's face as two skeletal hands appeared and grabbed the two deadites, lifting them by their legs.

"I always wanted to try this." Ash laughed as he started using the two deadites as weapons by bashing them against the other deadites. Four deadites were flung across the room and crashed into the walls, cracking them on impact. Blood flew all over as Ash beat the deadites with the two deadites in his grasp.

"I have had enough of you assholes to last a lifetime! Just die already!" Ash shouted as he slammed the two deadites in his hold together, their bodies crashing into each other as bones snapping could be heard. Their blood poured down like rain as bits of their bones dropped. Ash deactivated his Susanoo and looked on at the remaining deadites, panting heavily but still having a smile on his blood-covered face.

"I gotta admit, I kinda missed you fuckers. Now…" Ash revved up his chainsaw and reloaded his boomstick. "Who wants to spend some quality time with Daddy!"

The deadites roared and all charged in at once, circling him from all sides, but the demon hunter didn't care. His rage boiled as he sawed one deadite in half and blasted another in the head. Ducking under one of them, Ash fired his boomstick at its chest, and they flew into another deadite. One snuck up behind Ash and bit down on his shoulder.

"Ah! Motherfucker!" Ash turned and bit down at the deadites nose, tearing it off and spitting blood in its eyes, blinding it for Ash to leg sweep them, and slammed his boot down onto their skull, smashing it like a bloody watermelon.

Ash glared at the four remaining deadites and roared.

The deadites backed up, actually afraid for once in their undead lives. The man…. The monster before them just kept tearing them apart like they were nothing, and he was still going!

Ash stepped forward and marched towards them. The deadites roared and tried to scare him in a futile attempt to get him to back off, but Ash merely grinned. Two deadites lunged at him, but Ash was quick to roll to the side and blast both their heads off in one clean shot. The last two charged at him, one going high, and the other going low. The low deadite lunged forward and bit Ash's leg, nearly tearing a chunk of his thigh off while the other pounced on him. Ash groaned in pain as he punched the deadite on top of him in the face and then in the throat. Ash activated his Mangekyou Sharingan and burned the deadite on top of him to ash while he then hit the last deadite in the face with the butt of his boomstick.

"Chew on this, bitch." Ash fired his boomstick into its mouth and blasted a new hole in the back of his head. Ash winced as he held his bleeding leg. "Fuck, Twilight better have a fucking first aid kit with her. Or alcohol, at least."

Ash used his chainsaw arm to hoist himself up as he limped toward the doors at the end of the room. Ash had survived far worse wounds than this, but that didn't mean he could just shrug this off. It would definitely be a pain to fight with an injured leg, but he'd manage. Hopefully.

Ash made his way into a large open room which had a set of stairs leading up to a hopeful exit. However, that wasn’t the only thing in the room. Standing in the center of the room was the same patient Ash spared in the Shock Therapy ward. Anger filled the human’s voice as he groaned.

“I knew I should have gone for your fucking head,” Ash shouted as electricity arced from the Deadite’s body.

The Deadite roared as it thrust its hands toward Ash, unleashing a torrent of electricity.

Ash rolled out of the way to avoid the lightning as he glared at the Deadite. “Conserve your energy, Static Clink,” Ash warned, reloading his Boomstick. “Cause you’re going to need every stinking volt!”

The electric deadite let out a mix of a scream, a roar and a cry as it then sent out a wave of electricity. Ash quickly jumped over the wave of electricity as it raced through the ground but winced as he came back down, holding his bleeding leg. He glared at the deadite, aimed his boomstick at it, and fired.

The buckshot made contact, but sparks could be seen as a small barrier on the deadite protected it.

"Oh, that's bullshit!" Ash screamed as he dodged a stray bolt.

Ash fired again, grinning as some of his buckshot got through the barrier, judging by how the deadite stumbled.

"So there's a limit to how much it can hold out?" He thought to himself. Forcing himself up, Ash lunged at the deadite, slashing it across its chest as it stepped back. It roared out in pain as it clenched its bleeding chest, a deep gash plastered across it. It roared and fired a bolt of lightning at Ash, sending him flying back against a wall. Ash fell to the floor as he gasped for air, having the air knocked right out of his lungs.

"Fuck…. That hurt…" Ash glanced up and quickly rolled out of the way as a stray bolt of lightning nearly hit him.

Raising his boomstick, he fired at the deadite, but its little shield managed to protect, and due to the distance, his shots weren't as effective. Cursing under his breath, Ash got up, holding his bleeding leg.

"Gotta finish this quick, or else I'll be burnt to a crisp." Ash gritted his teeth as he tried to ignore the pain in his leg and charged at the deadite. His Sharingan activated just in time as the deadite fired a few bolts at him. Thanks to his Sharingan, he was able to dodge them. Running up, Ash fired his boomstick point blank at its chest, able to knock it back a few feet.

"Shocked?" Ash smirked as he fired one more time; his buckshot tore through the deadite shield like paper. Sizing his opportunity, Ash lunged forward and dug his chainsaw right through the deadites chest. "I've had enough of you assholes. Now keep your undead ass dead!"

Ash revved up his chainsaw and tore through it. Bits of bones and guts flew all over as Ash was drenched in gore, having to look away a bit to keep the shrapnel of bones from getting in his eyes. The deadite dropped dead in two pieces, and Ash started poking it to make sure it was dead.

"Meh, can't be too sure." Ash raised his chainsaw high and sliced off its head before blasting it to blood bits with his boomstick. Ash panted heavily as he spat out some blood.

"Oh God, this is just wrong. I'm coughing up blood, and it ain't mine." He gagged in disgust and fired a few more shots into the dead deadite, just to ensure it was really dead this time.

Ash hobbled out of the room, traveled up the stairs, and found a pair of wooden doors. “Oh, thank Christ,” Ash said, sheathing his Boomstick and going to open the door only to find it locked. “Why!? Why can’t anything go my way!” Ash said, punching the door in anger

“Ashley?” a very familiar voice called out from the other side of the door “Ashley, is that you?”

“Twilight?” Ash said as his anger subsided at the sound of her voice. “Not gonna lie, it’s good to hear from you, but is there a chance you can GET THIS GODDAMN DOOR OPEN!!!” Ash kicked the door and tried to force his way through it.

“I can’t. Some heavy chains are on the door, and I can’t get them off without my magic.”

Ash just roared in rage. “FUCK IT. I’ll DO IT MYSELF!” Ash took his boomstick and aimed it at the door. “Get away from the door, Twi,” Ash warned before unloading countless rounds of buckshot into the door. Eventually, he made a rather large hole where the handles were.

The bloodied and bruised human climbed out and was immediately embraced by the Princess of Friendship. Ash dropped his shotgun and wrapped his arm around the princess. Their embrace lasted a full ten seconds before he removed his arm and firmly smacked the princess’s head, causing her to yelp in pain.

“That was for summoning demons against my wishes,” Ash said, pulling away from the princess and grabbing her chin. “And this…” Ash brought the princess close and gave her a kiss. “is for getting me out of that hellhole.”

Twilight’s face flashed red; she was unable to speak. Ash couldn’t help of smile at the state he put her in.

“H̹̪ô̬̇w ͥ̒s̿è̗̪n̳ͨ̓ͅt͚̿̑ìm͕ͯ̑e̝̜ͤ̍n̿ͮt͆a͂ḽ̂,” a demonic voice mused.

Ash snatched up his Boomstick quickly and point it at the midnight black demon waiting. To his credit, the demon didn’t even flinch.

“H̪͊͌o͓něs̤t͕̥ĺ̘ͣy̲ͣ, ͚͐ͅI̜̤ͮͨ hḁv̩͖eͮ͆n̺͚̆̄'ͣt͆ ̝͉ͣ͌b̌e̹͑e͖̟͒n̖̻ ̲t̩͎͊͆h̻̠̀̐i̱ͨ͒s̍͋ ̬c̚h̥o͉k̮̈ͪë̺̫́d ̫u͕̟͂p̜ ̟͌s̲͈ͧ̽i͛ͨn̲̅͐c͈e̖͛̈ͅ ̟̀͊I̞̅ ̗ͧg̜̟o̒t ̬̣͐a͔̋͊ ͔ͨh̆̅u̲͍̎̐n͎͖̈̆k ̓o̤̝f̱ͯ mô̰ͫu̫͍s̯̻͑̏sͪ̎a̔ͪk̝̟̈́̎ä͍̥ͦ ̙̝ċ̆a̟u͐̀g͎̪ͨ̽h̗ͤ̔t̲̄ ͮ̚ì͓͖ͨṇ̊͒ ̠m̯ͦͪy̼̤ͥ̑ ̣̲ͥ͛t̉h̝̼r̰̰o̭a̺̅t̺̻͗,” the demon joked.

“Get behind me, Twilight,” Ash said, moving between the Princess and the Demon. “I’ll handle this.”

“Ashley, wait, he won’t hurt us,” Twilight insisted, tugging on her bodyguard’s shirt.

“W͍̣͌̊h̬̠̋y͖ ͇̇s̲ͪt̐̉o̾p̣͆̿ hi̱m̭̠?” the demon chuckled grimly. “I ̮w͋ő͖u̗̇ld̙͑ ̠͐lͥovͅe ̎to͎ ͛s̭̒eë̖ h̝̄o̟w͎ ̯t͖̓hͭi͛s̟ ͈̎pͣläȳs̺ͣ ̋ͅő͎ȗt.”

“You summoned him?” Ash demanded, not tearing his gaze from the demon.

“S͉hḙ̈́ͣ ̗̞ͦd̮͑ͫ̿i͚͖ͫͅd̗̣̏.” The demon rose from his shadowy throne. “I’͇ͣm̥ ̋t̗h̽ȅ ̥̈one w͍hò ̑un̬l͕eã̱s̱he̓d ͕th͈os̈e̺͐ ̥d̀e̓m͌o̖nsͬ ản͔̑d̔ ͤg̲o͇̔ẗ̺ ŷ̪o͐u̓ ͦo̤u̯t õf ͉̄t̺ͮhe̙ͬr̫ẻ͉.”

“Gee, thanks for that,” Ash said sarcastically. “Now I have another reason to kill you.”

“Ashley, please,” Twilight practically begged. “I made a deal with him, and he means us no harm.”

“You WHAT?!” Ash shouted, turning his gaze to the Princess.

“Š͈hͭe o̦̿f͎ͪfe͈re͎d m̖̍e͈ ̭m̜yͬ ͇f̲r̥ee̫d͖oͅm͙.͂ ͎Anḏ̒….” Pharynx stopped when he saw Twilight swiping her hand across her neck, signaling she’d rather spare Ash the knowledge of her other deal. “W̩è̠l̖l̘̅,̙̒ t̮h͓a͉ṱ͛'͕s al̮l͚ ͣsͯh̻e͙ ̪͛ỏ̱f̗fe̠re͔̐d͒,̖ ͩȃ̫n̝d̠ͨ ̿y̤o̗u’̂r̿e̾ ͇̑f͚ŕëe,͋ s̺̋ỏ̘ ͎w̍e̜̽’̮r̬̐e͚ ̼al̉ͅl ̮ͬs̓q̩ͯuͪa̟̔r̆eḏ ̬a̙͆wa͍yͅ.” Pharynx dusted off his hands as he cleared his throat. “Nͦo̼ͬwͪ,̩ ̱ͬí̲f̖ ̠y̔ou̒ͅ ͍ͧw̦o̲n̒’̥tͮ ̼m̯i͎̍n̗̑d̤ͯ,͎ I͐’̮ͥm̻͂ ̜g̗ȯ̜i̲n͓g̫͊ ͎͆t̍ó͔ ̝f̼̓in̐d my̜͒ ͖ͬb͒r̺o̚t͆h͇ͭe̥͒r̞̊.”

The Demon laughed as he turned into black smoke and parted with the wind. Ash could only stare in disbelief before looking to the princess with a stern look. As her head bent, waiting for a lecture or anger, he reluctantly relaxed his expression.

"We’ll talk about the demon later,” Ash decided, sheathing his boomstick. “But first, can I get a shower and a nice bed to sleep in.”

“We can,” Twilight responded with a smile. “Sunset and the girls are waiting out front.”

Ash has successfully escaped the Asylum as we shall finally be returning to Equestria.

again I need to give Red Hood and the League for helping me with a good portion of the fights in this chapter.

A little bit of heads up. I'm going to attempt the next chapter of Kung-Fu Equestria 3 before working on the next chapter of this one.
However, if 3-5 weeks pass with no progress. I'll hop back on My Name is Ash