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The Fright Side; Scary Godmother’s House



(The upcoming song is based off of “Robot Hell” from Futurama, so just imagine that soundtrack as you’re listening to it.)



“Make room, gang, we got a new witch in town!” Scary Godmother announced, pushing open the front doors and allowing Crystal inside.



“Oh, now I have to make an extra batch.” A skeleton in a top-hat complained.



“Mr. Pettibone, this is my new friend, Crystal Wickens.” Godmother introduced. “Crystal, this is Mr. Pettibone.”



“Call me Skully!” the skeleton greeted, shaking Crystal’s hand.



“It’s, nice to, meet you?” Crystal greeted/questioned.



“Ah, so His Highness was toying with the magical goo again, ahh?” a baldheaded vampire with dark red eyes and a brown cloak questioned.



“Vell, it is nice that he still makes his creations look beautiful.” A female vampire said, wearing a black cloak over a red dress, and had long, raven-black hair.



A younger vampire levitated over to Crystal and observed her form. He wore glasses around his glowing red eyes, wore a black T-shirt with a skull design, white shoes, and indigo jeans. “Wow, you’re pretty! Are you single?”



“Ehh…” Crystal grinned nervously.



“Crystal, these are the Vampires.” Scary Godmother introduced.



“Count Max.” the male vampire bowed. “My wife, Ruby.” He directed her attention to Ruby.



“And our son, Orson.” Ruby introduced. “Orson, honey. Please do not sniff our guest’s neck.”



Crystal looked creeped as Orson was sniffing her neck. He stopped at his mom’s request. “Oh, Mom…” he rolled his eyes and drifted back beside his parents.



“Oh, and uh, Crystal’s not really a witch. She’s a human!” Godmother mentioned.



“Vell, she certainly LOOKS like a witch.” Count Max replied.



“There’s some kind of misunderstanding. We’ll work it out in a little bit, but there’s still a little work to be done. Oh, where is that werewolf? Ahem… Har-RYYY!”



“What’s going on?” Crystal asked.



“Well, every year, my broommates and I are in charge of planning the Halloween after-party for the Nightmares.” Godmother explained. “It’s never an easy job…” she said as she looked toward the stairs with an angered look, “but if SOMEONE would pull their weight…”



They heard someone panting and looked to see a white werewolf in blue pajamas hurrying in through the back. “Sorry I’m late. I had other ‘BUSINESS’ to attend to.”



“Harry… this is Crystal.” Godmother introduced. “A new friend.”



“OH, ’tis truly a pleasure.” Harry greeted, walking over to shake Crystal’s hand with both of his. “It’s about time we had another witch around here.” He put his head closer to Crystal’s and said in a smooth tone, “And I must say, you are looking FANCY this night! We don’t have very many witches of your beauty and-“



“Ahem.” Harry looked with fright at the angry Scary Godmother. “Harry, aren’t there jack-o-lanterns you need to be carving?”



“OH, yes, yes, how rude of me. Erm, RIGHT AWAY, Your Frightfulness.” Harry bowed as he left out the back door.



As he left, a blue, ghostly cat soared in from the window, releasing a ghostly, moaning meow. “Oh! And this is my cat, Boozle.” Scary Godmother introduced.



“Hey, Boozle.” Wiccan smiled and waved. The cat released another meow before flying out through the back. “So, what’s your deal with that Harry guy?” Crystal asked as Scary Godmother led her to the couch.



“Oh, Harry’s working off a little… debt. He’s got this huge obsession with candy, and last year, he ate a giant chunk of it. There was hardly any left. So, now he’s busy doing extra work around the Fright Side.”



“Hm-hm, better candy than flesh, wouldn’t you say?” Crystal chuckled.



“Well, true that. Anyway, have yourself a seat, Crystal.” Crystal did so and had a seat on the couch, resting her feet on the table. “Can I get you anything? Cookie Cobwebs, Spider Ice Cream, Bloody Sandwitch?”



“Umm…I’ll just settle with some candy at the moment.”



“Ooh, yes, nothing eases the troubles like some tasty candy!” Harry exclaimed as he stuck his head in the living room.



Scary Godmother smacked him away with her broom. “OH, and we should probably do something about that melted hand of yours, huh?” Crystal studied her hand, remembering its deformed appearance. “Thankfully, Darkrai gave me these to carry around in case I would need them.” Scary Godmother pulled out a syringe with some red toxin. She stabbed it into Wiccan’s hand and said, “’ere you go!” Wiccan winced as the potion absorbed into her skin. As Godmother pulled it out, Crystal watched as her hand slowly formed back to its normal, unmelted witch-like self. “There! You’re just like one of the Nightmares now!”



“Hehe…sorry… this is still coming off as quite a shock to me.” Crystal said as she waved her hand a little. “This whole thing with flying on broomsticks, witch magic, and… King of Nightmares… I never really believed any of this was real.”



“Never believed it was real? You were dressing up as a witch earlier. You had the staff and everything.”



“My staff usually worked with, well, high-tech stuff.” Crystal explained as she held up her staff. “I had this little monitor thing on the end which I can change to make it shoot fire, ice… And it can also defy gravity and create holographic clones of myself. There was never any REAL magic to do with it. I may like this witch stuff, but I’m a woman of science.”



“Well, Ms. Woman of Science,” Godmother smirked, “you’re a real witch, we’re real monsters, we’re all real creations of the Nightmare King, it’s all real.”



“Hm-hm. My friend, Nolan told me about them, but I never believed that the Nightmare King, or any of those gods existed.”



Harry shot into the room with a surprised look. “‘Never believed the gods EXISTED’?”



“Sounds like someone needs a song and dance number.” Godmother suggested with a smirk.



“Hit it, boys.” Mr. Pettibone instructed to a band of skeletons which appeared out of nowhere. The skeletons all began playing music as Godmother sang and danced.



“So ya don’t believe magic, Or that other stuff—Well get ready, Wiccan, This witch’s gonna prove you wrong!” Scary Godmother grabbed Crystal’s arm and pulled her to her feet, spinning her over between the vampires as they danced. “We’re beings of Darkrai’s heart and mind and soul, As well as many toxins, but that sounds quite too droll.”



“I’ll say, I never believed it a bit.” Crystal said.



“Well, girl, prepare for your mind to be hit.” Godmother said. She grabbed Crystal and spun her over to Skully, who pulled her in with his cane.



“Where do you think we go when we die, Down to the Underworld so that demons may decide our fate.”



Skully released Crystal and spun her away. “Demons? That sounds fairly strange.” Crystal said.



“Well, just look who’s calling WHO deranged!” Godmother sang. “Solaris is sun, Polaris has snow, my dear—They had fights after fights, then decided their perfect time of year!”



“But I thought it was the sun and Earth’s relation?” Crystal asked.



“It’s merely coincidence, no correlation.” Godmother replied.



The vampire family then moved their heads closer to Crystal, creeping the witch out. “My wife and I-” Max began.



“-To have eternal life, we must-” Ruby followed.



“-Remain in the dark-”



“-Or we’d turn to diamond dust.” Orson finished.



Godmother put on a grin and exclaimed, “Come on, Wiccan! Don’t be a chicken!”



The music silenced for a brief moment as Wiccan watched Ed limp by, bent over as two chickens rode on his back. “Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck.”



“It’s as real, serial, and surreal as cereal gets!” Godmother exclaimed as the music started back up.



Wiccan watched as each of the broommates had a bite of some spider cereal. Before she knew it, Wiccan and Godmother were going down a roller coaster coffin. “It’s much too straaange-”



“There’s not much more that I can say.” Godmother said.



“Will we run into Bellatrix Lestrange?”



“’Far as I can tell, she’s gone and hit the hay.”



“I’d rather hang with Angelie Lemange.”



“Come on, Wiccan, don’t be scared. If anything, human lives are always spared. Just kick back, relax, enjoy the show.”



“Just how far does this coffin go?”



Scary Godmother put on an excited expression, and Crystal had a horrified look as the coffin was coming to the end of the track, into an endless, orange, nightmarish abyss. “AAAAAAHHHHHHH!” Her screams echoed as she dropped the long drop, but was caught by Godmother just a few inches from the bottom, where all the broommates continued to dance.



“The gods have blessed the mortals with a magic shower, You’ve seen it yourself with their elemental power!”



“Well, I at least believed Spider-Man and radioactivity.” Crystal said.



“Well, you at least believe something, quite intricately.”



“On Christmas, presents get delivered by Sandy Claws, I’d like a new broomstick, and Harry wants new claws.”



Harry nodded excitedly at this, showing his claws. “But I heard Santa used a transportation device?” Crystal asked.



“It was magic once, and it’s magic twice!” Godmother grinned. “Gods created continents and the oceans, How do you think land chunks move from place to place?”



“Convection currents and tectonic plates!” Crystal yelled.



“Thanks to Regigigas, and Groudon, his mate.” Godmother corrected.



“But how do I know I’m not simply dreaming?”



“Sorry, dear, but all you’re doin’ is singing. And you’re singing in the scariest place of all.”



“Most exciting time in all of fall.” Harry followed.



“Scaring little kiddies right down the halls!” Skully sang.



“Wanna go play some Vampire Ball?” Orson asked.



“So ya better get right here, in the game!” Godmother sang.



“’Long as you’re down here in Scary Godmother’s DOMAAAIIN!”



Once the song ended, Scary Godmother flipped a light switch, and the entire nightmare dimension switched back to the house’s living room. “SO, do ya understand better, now, Crystal?”



“Hm, well thank you for disproving all reasonable logic.” Crystal smirked, sitting back down on the couch. “Of course, the fact that I’m a witch must mean something.”



“Mm, that’s right. We need to figure out what caused you to turn into that.”



“Before this happened, my friends and I were fighting this pumpkin-headed being. He was holding a magical scythe, and used it to transport me to the graveyard.”



“Pumpkin-headed being? That sounds very familiar…”



“OH, it’s probably nothing.” Harry assured them. “Probably just a common thief getting into the holidays. Now… WHO wants some candy?” he asked with a hopeful expression, sticking his tongue out like a dog.



“Keep asking, and all you get is butterscotch.” Scary Godmother told him. “Anyhow, Wiccan, because of your little ‘situation,’ I think I should help you train with some actual magic. Whatever caused this to happen to you, trouble can’t be far behind. You’ll need a way to defend yourself the old-fashioned witch way. Let’s go outside and I’ll show you!”



“Okay, sure!” Crystal left with the witch through the front door.



As they left, Harry glared in Scary Godmother’s direction with a spiteful look before leaving out the back.



Cleveland; Nugget River



Zach and Maddy Murphy kept running until they arrived at the river where supposedly gold nuggets are found. They stopped to catch their breath as Maddy said, “Well, that could’ve gone better.”



Zach took this time to get a drink from the river, licking the water in with his tiger tongue. However, the tiger’s eyes were drawn to the attention of a lone rabbit that had hopped its way through the bushes. Zach furrowed his eyes, his tiger instincts kicking in as he growled at the tasty-looking rabbit. The rabbit took notice of him and scampered away, and Zach immediately gave chase.



“Zach, where’re you going?! ZAACH!” Maddy just stopped, realizing it was pointless. The dragon child looked down at her reflection in the river, frowning at the sight of her dragonified form. She sighed and held her head down in depression. “This is the worst night of my life. All I wanted to do was go trick-or-treating with my stupid brother. And now look at us! We’re monsters… our parents kicked us out… now I’m just another freak like the rest of them.”



“Sounds like someone’s run into a little karma.”



Maddy’s ears perked, turning to see a lion come in through the bushes. Maddy jumped around and backed away in fear, but the lion said, “Maddy, relax, it’s me.”



“Chris?...” Maddy rose a brow, recognizing the voice.



“Yeah, I dressed up as Simba. Pretty neat, huh? So, where’d Zach go?”



Maddy sighed, “I don’t know. He’s always running off. ‘Course, pretty soon, they’ll have us taken to a savannah in Africa. He’ll have plenty of room.”



“On the bright side, now you know how it feels to be one of us.”



“No! I am not one of you. I’m part of the race of normal humans. I have nothing to do with you metahuman freaks.”



Chris only smirked, the lion jumping onto a rock. In the distance, some music started to play. “You don’t have to be a metahuman freak. You’re still not much different from us.” Maddy watched as Chris pounced further down the river.



“What do you mean by that?”



“You’ll get it, eventually. Anyway, let’s go visit Dr. Facilier. I don’t know if this comes close to voodoo, but it’s worth a shot.” The three animals hurried into the city.



Downtown Cleveland



A lone man hid in the darkness of an alleyway, hiding with fright from all the monsters that roamed the streets. The man was caught by surprise when a being in green armor slammed a bear mask over his head. In a few seconds, the man was transformed into a bear. The bear roared and started aimlessly roaming the streets as more of Viridi’s Royal Guards came out from the darkness of the alleyway.



Viridi’s Lair



“AHH HA HA HA!” the Goddess of Nature laughed at what just happened. “This is too perfect! We can easily use the curse to our advantage! By dressing humans up as bears and other animals, we’ll soon be rid of the menace of the earth! It’ll be, good-bye disgusting humans, and HELLO creatures of nature! And as for the rest of the monsters, we’ll just dispose of them afterward.”



“Mmm, I see. There’s just one problem, Mistress Viridi.” Arlon spoke. “It seems that young Mister Nolan is looking for a way to resolve this matter. Should he succeed, what then?”



“He won’t succeed. Not if my Forces of Nature have anything to say. This curse is staying in effect. And we are getting our Lunar Locket back from that Underworld outcast. No supernatural powers in the world can stop the powers of nature.”



Downtown Cleveland



“I said he was this way!” Artie yelled, earning another smack from Harry.



“And I say you have no sense of direction.” Harry retorted, earning an eye-poke from Artie.



The Three Stooges continued to battle as Chris, Zach, and Maddy found their way to Facilier’s Voodoo Emporium (which was in the alley only a few feet from where the stooges were). Chris pounded on the door like the cat he was, calling, “Mr. Facilier, we need your help.”



The witch doctor creaked the door open, gasping at the sight of the ferocious animals. “Dr. Facilier, it’s us.” Maddy told him.



“Oh, thank God…” Facilier sighed, pushing his door open. “Come in, kids. Already got a couple others.”



The three operatives approached the candlelit table, and Chris stared closely at a couple of frogs standing on it. “Tiana and Naveen?”



“Nnot quite.” Facilier said, shutting the door.



“Anyone of you seen our kids?” the Naveen frog asked.



“Mr. and Mrs. Gilligan?” Chris questioned.



“Yeah, Hoagie wanted us ta go as Princess and the Frog.” Abby, the Tiana frog, stated.



“Methinks we should find Eva.” Hoagie suggested. “She is a princess. And kissing her would be niice, yeees?” This earned a smack from Abby.



“And before you kids ask, I can’t fix you right now.” Facilier told them. “I was just down in the Underworld seein’ Grim. Jack O’Lantern’s escaped from prison.”



“Jack O’Who?” Abby questioned.



“That’s not important right now. But he’s unleashed an irreversible transformation spell. He’s created a replica of the Grim Reaper’s scythe and unleashed the Curse of Monsters, an ancient spell which the original Nightmare King casted upon the people a long time ago. He was sick of people dressing up and making fun of his monsters, so he cast a spell that turned everybody into their costumes. And now it looks like Jack is repeating what he did.”



“Irreversible? You mean we’re stuck like this?” Zach asked.



“Not quite yet. But we’re still trying to look up what it was that broke the curse. All I know is, we need to reverse it before midnight comes. If it ain’t reversed in time, the spell becomes permanent. The humans lose all sense of who they were, and become whatever it is they have become.”



This became the most dreadful thing they heard all night.



The Fright Side; Scary Godmother’s House



About an hour passed, and Crystal was still hanging with the broommates at the Fright Side, with Scary Godmother’s theme playing on a record. Since her technical staff had been turned into a magical one, Scary Godmother's been helping her train with her new powers. At this moment, a rat was sitting on the table, and Crystal had her wand focused on the rodent as it slowly changed shape into a cup, but still had the fur and tail on it. "Well, still a few touches, but you're comin' close!" Godmother complimented.



"I bet I could make my real staff project the illusion that the rat really turned to a cup." Crystal smirked as she thought aloud.



"But regardless, it would still be a rat. It wouldn't have changed." Godmother corrected.



"I hardly believe it's changed now." she smirked, tapping the witch with her staff.



"Well, Little Miss Science, there's one particular magical spell that can't be projected by just a few nuts and bolts."



"And what might that be?"



"The Patronus Charm." she stated simply with a grin.



"Patronus Charm? The one that conjures light? My staff can do that easy."



"No, no. The Patronus Charm isn't just some light. It's a powerful light, a very special light created by your happiest of memories. You know how fire can be produced through a deep passion, or ice can be conjured by a cold feeling. Well, the Patronum is a feeling that comes from the heart, and is powered by your most wonderful memories. It produces a powerful light that banishes the power of evil."



"Mmm. Still, it sounds just the same as that spell that conjures sunlight."



"Oh, you'll get it eventually." They were interrupted when a loud knocking was heard at their door.



"SCARY GODMOTHER! There's something crazy goin' on that you need to hear about!"



"Is that you, Bug-a-boo? Runnin' late again?" Godmother asked.



"HEY, HEY, HEY!" A large monster, covered in grey fur with a blue head burst in. He had horns on his head, had many yellow-red eyes, had dozens of sharp teeth around his mouth, blue claw-hands and feet, and a blue devil tail.



"AAAAAHHHHH!" Crystal jumped across the table in great surprise and fright of the monster.



"Oh, another witch. Is she your sister?" he asked Scary Godmother.



"N-No, no. This is my new friend, Crystal. She's a human. Crystal, this is Bug-a-boo. He's one of Darkrai's scariest monsters." she introduced with a grin.



“Oh, goody, you're just in time! I got my teeth sharpened! Check it out." The monster exposed his rows of steel-sharp teeth.



"AAAHHHHH!" Crystal decided to make like Scooby-Doo and run.



"Gee, if I'm scaring adults now, I'm asking for a promotion. Hey, wait!" Bug-a-boo charged after the woman.



"Bug-a-boo, don't! This is just like last time." Scary Godmother called, flying after them.



"Scary Godmother, I'm back with the-" Harry came in from the back door with some supplies, spinning around as the group charged past him. "Oh, Bug-a-boo! Have you got any candy?" He charged after them, still carrying the supplies.



"Not for you, Mister!" Mr. Pettibone yelled, going after Harry.



They ran past the Vampire Family, and Orson yelled, "Oh, boy, chase!" and ran after them. Ruby then raced after Orson, pulling Max along with her.



In the background, some classic Scooby-Doo music played as everyone ran down the halls of the house from their respective pursuers, with Crystal in the front. They all went up and down and all around the many entries into the living room before they suddenly split up and rammed into each other. They were knocked in a daze, but Crystal recovered and dashed up the stairs as the chase continued.



Crystal looked back as Bug-a-boo was hot on her tail, running as fast as she could to get away from the monster down the long, narrow hallway. As they zipped past a stand with three drawers, the bottom drawer slid open as Crystal peeked her head out. She looked up as Harry peeked out of the middle drawer, then widened her eyes when Bug-a-boo came out of the top drawer, and Crystal continued to run while Bug-a-boo chased, and Harry chased him. Crystal quickly dashed into a door and slammed it shut, then Bug-a-boo opened and dashed into it as well, slamming it shut. When Harry ran over and opened the door, he jumped in surprise as Skully angrily stood in the doorway, the skeleton raising his cane to whack him as the werewolf turned tail and ran.



Harry ran one way down the hall at the same time Crystal and Bug-a-boo were coming from the other way. Crystal and Harry skidded to a halt before ramming each other, the two of them looking back as their pursuers were coming close. Quickly, Harry leapt into Crystal’s arms and held tight as Crystal zipped into a door, making Skully and Bug-a-boo ram each other. Crystal ran and carried Harry up a flight of long stairs, and as the others were giving chase, Crystal and Harry suddenly slid down the stair handles, slipping right past them.



They were hurrying across the halls again as Bug-a-boo, and everyone else gave chase. They made it to a chamber of many coffins, and Crystal jumped into one on the ground, followed by everyone else, then came out of one on the wall, slipping into another. Bug-a-boo stuck his head out one, looked around, and went back in. Count Max tried to grab his son as Orson slipped out of a coffin, but evaded his father and went into another one. The vampire slid back into his as Harry hurried to another coffin, jumping in surprise as he opened it to only find Skully, who chased Harry as he leapt into another coffin. Ruby became a bat as she flew out of one coffin, then into another, and Skully’s bones were scattered and hopping around as they came out and hopped into another coffin. Bug-a-boo came out of a coffin in the front, becoming as large as the room as he crawled his way over to another coffin and squeezed in. Crystal came out of the very back coffin, having been shrunken to doll size as she hurried over to the floor coffin, shoving it open and kicking her tiny legs around to climb in.



In an instant, everybody began zipping around coffins as fast as lightning. At one point, they all peeked their heads out at the same time, looking around as they all switched clothes/looks with each other. Some more zooming around occurred, and Crystal was struggling to carry the very heavy Orson on her shoulders as she gave him a piggy back ride, the vampire raising his arm in victory as they went into another coffin. Some more zipping around as Scary Godmother ran into a double of herself, both of them shrugging. Harry then came out of one coffin and barred it shut tight, listening to see if Skully would try to break through. However, Boozle phased through the coffin instead. Harry cracked it open just a peek in curiosity, screaming in horror as a hideous monster shot out instead. It went back inside, and Harry looked back to see Skully, quickly running away from him. Pretty soon, everyone else dashed out of the coffin chamber as well.



They hurriedly dashed down the stairs as Crystal skidded to a halt in the kitchen, catching her breath. Bug-a-boo skidded to a stop beside her, catching his breath as he put his hand on Crystal’s shoulder to hold himself up. When they were finished, he tapped Crystal’s shoulder, gesturing for her to go. Crystal nodded in remembrance, and zipped away, the monster giving chase. The Fright Side gang was now running up the many stairs of the 5-story home, their shadows clearly visible in the windows. When Crystal reached the dead end at the end of the highest hall, she quickly climbed out the window as Bug-a-boo was close behind her. Crystal looked around with worry, seeing nowhere else to run up on the roof. Seeing Bug-a-boo desperately trying to crawl through the window after her, Crystal saw no other option.



“AAAHHH!” The woman leapt off the roof, dropping to the ground below.



“NOO!” Bug-a-boo leapt down after her, reaching his arms out. Scary Godmother flew down after him, Harry leapt after her, Skully leapt after him, Orson leapt after him, then Ruby, then Max, and Boozle remained at the top as her tail wrapped around the wind antenna at the top, her teeth grabbing Max’s cloak as they all gripped hold of whoever was in front of them. It ended with Bug-a-boo gripping Crystal’s legs, and the green-skinned woman was just inches away from the ground, the combined weight of all of them slowly making the house tilt down, until…until…



“…BWAAAAAHHHHHHH!” They were all sent flying high into the sky. “AaaaaaaaaAAAHH!” In a few moments, they all came crashing through the roof, falling through all the floors and straight into the living room.



“HAAHAHAHAHA!” the big-toothed monster laughed. “Boy, that was somethin’! I haven’t had a good chase like that in years! You and I need to work out more often.” As Crystal looked up, having been knocked on the floor, she found Bug-a-boo offering a hand down. “Put ’er there, pal!”



“Um…thanks?” With a baffled look, Crystal took his hand and allowed him to help her up.



“But could you keep it down with the scaring a little?” Godmother asked.



“Um, who is this, again?” Crystal asked.



“This is Bug-a-boo, the scariest monster in the Fright Side. He’s a monster that crawls under children’s beds and scares them.”



“I don’t eat them if that’s what you’re thinkin’.” Bug-a-boo assured.



“Well, you could have said that a little earlier.” Crystal replied.



“Um, Bug-a-boo, didn’t you have something to tell me?” Godmother asked.



“Oh-OH! That’s right! I was out scarin’ kids, see, when suddenly, the CRAZIEST thing happened! All of the kids turned into monsters!”



Hearing this made Crystal gasp. “So, I guess Crystal wasn’t the only one.” Godmother figured. “Any idea what happened?”



“Er, well, I was in Quahog, you know, where you were goin’, and I saw this weird, pumpkin-headed guy cast some kind of spell with a scythe. I-I think it was JACK!”



Scary Godmother’s eyes widened. “Of COURSE!” she snapped her fingers. “I THOUGHT he sounded familiar! Jack O’Lantern.”



“Jack Who?” Crystal asked.



“Ever wonder why people started playing tricks on Halloween, Crystal? Legend tells of a man named Jack, who lived in a town called Endsville. The man was obsessed with pranks, laying a trap wherever he went. He was so obsessed, the Queen of Endsville ordered his execution. He was executed, but when the Grim Reaper came to take his soul, he played a trick and took the Reaper’s scythe. He made a deal with Grim to grant him eternal life. Grim gave it to him, but at a price: he cut off Jack’s head.”



“And then Jack replaced it with a pumpkin.” Skully followed. “And since then, he’s been laying tricks and traps every Halloween night on.”



“Last we heard,” Godmother continued, “Jack was finally banished to the Underworld after he stole Grim’s scythe again. That was a little over 20 years ago. But how could he get the scythe back?”



“Mmmaybe Grim got bored with it.” Harry said.



“But if Jack transformed everybody into monsters, then…” Godmother looked frightened again, “we might not have much time. Quick, Boozle. Fly to the King. He needs to know what’s happening.”



“Mrroooww.” The cat turned and soared out the door, into the starry nighttime heavens.



“Boozle?” Crystal questioned.



“Boozle serves as the perfect messenger cat. I’m hoping the King will be able to do something about this before it’s too late. Otherwise, Wiccan, I don’t think you’ll be going swimming again…”



Virginia Seaside



The drunken Sheila/Conker the Squirrel/Raccoon wobbled her way unknowingly all the way down to Virginia’s beach. She looked down as a fleet of ships gathered along the coast, with Commodore Francis Drilovsky standing before a troupe of military men. “Men… today is a very important day.” He announced in a high British accent, his loyal Aurora Charmander standing beside him. “We will be going to war. We are at battle with a new enemy. An enemy, the likes of which we’ve never seen before. We don’t know who they are… or where they come from… but we must prevail. Please know that you may not come out of this alive… but know that your children’s children will know you have fought the great battle. Now, be prepared… for we will be going to war. With an enemy, the likes of which we…erm…” he realized he was repeating his previous words. “Ahh, sh**.”



The commodore looked as Sheila Frantic was limping his/her way over. “And who are you?”



“M-My name’s Conker… or somethin’.” Sheila replied, sounding more like Conker.



“Mm. Well, Conker, it seems you’ve come at a perfect time. We are in need of your assistance. As you can see, our exit out of this coastside appears to have been blocked off by the opposing side.” He directed her attention to a series of boulders blocking the ships’ way out of the beach. “Your assignment is to find a way to clear these boulders, so that our ships may leave for battle. Ahem… anyway, Conker, it seems you’ve come at a perfect time. We are in need of your assistance. As you can see, our…er…ahh, sh**.” The commodore decided to leave for his ship.



Sheila the Squirrel drunkily looked toward the boulders, then toward the packs of explosive powder on the ships. With one more drink of beer, the squirrel-raccoon limped her way aboard the ships.



The Q



The bookstore was awfully quiet this night, having only a few customers while everyone else was celebrating Halloween. Mario Ramsey was sitting bored at his front desk, looking up when he heard someone enter the door. “Heh. Sorry, dude, no costumes in the bookstore.”



“Mario, it’s me.” The guy in the Batman suit said.



“…Nolan?” Mario raised a brow. “Nice costume! And hey, looks like your legs are working.”



“We were fighting this jack-o-lantern guy and he unleashed this curse that turned everybody into their costumes. I turned into Batman, so my legs started working. Also, I’m… a lot more buff.” He smiled, pumping his left arm muscle. He shook his head back to reality and said, “A-Anyway, there’s something else, too: you’ll never guess who I ran in to: Dracula!”



“Dracula? You mean the vampire?”



“Yeah, same one from legends. And he apparently fought Batman just like in the comic; thought I was the real Batman, and he wasn’t happy to see me. We were able to scare him off, but he’ll be back, and I think he has something to do with what’s happening. Do you have any books about vampires and their weaknesses?”



“Hold on, let’s see…” The former operative rolled his way over to a bookshelf and began skimming along a row of V’s. “Vampires, vampires, okay, here’s something.” He pulled off a book and began reading. “Well, for one thing, it says that vampires can’t enter your home unless they’re invited in.”



“So we’d be safe if we just stayed at my house or something?”



“To some extent, probably. It also says they’re weak against wooden steaks, crosses, sunlight, rushing water, garlic… but other than that, they’re pretty much invincible. They have diamond-hard skin, and each of their senses are far more heightened than a regular human’s.”



“Well, sunlight’s definitely out of the equation. Apparently, they’ve blocked out the sun.”



“Actually, it says any light can weaken them, but sunlight’s more efficient. Oh, but look at this: it says that, usually, whenever a vampire is awakened from its slumber, they seek out a bride to marry and be with for the rest of eternity. Obviously, they suck the bride’s blood, making them a vampire.”



“Hmm…” Nolan began to think. “When Danika saved us, Dracula did seem a bit… attracted to her.”



“Well, that makes sense. She’s goth… she shows little emotion… she’s got shadow powers… yep, she and Drac are like a better-developed Bella and Edward.”



“Well, he can’t have her. ’nuff said.”



“I think that’s up to her.” Mario remarked.



“Mario…” Nolan sighed.



“I’m just kidding. Ooh, but check this out: it says, whenever a vampire bites someone, and absorbs their blood, they get whatever possessions belonged to the person whose blood they drank.”



“So, theoretically, if he bit Rachel or something, he would gain possession of the Master Sword?”



“Possibly. Or if he bit-” Mario was interrupted at the sounds of screaming outside.



They hurried outside to find people running and screaming as another vampire ran about, grabbing and biting everyone he could catch. The vampire grabbed his latest victim and took a bite, hissing in the direction of Nolan York as blood drooled from his mouth. “Holiday?!”



Holiday tossed the victim away and crawled closer to his target. “Batman-ah… my master vill be pleased, vonce I have drank your blood.”



“He’s become a slave of Dracula. Watch out, Nolan!” Mario yelled, getting back into his bookstore.



Nolan jumped to the side as Holiday tried to grab him. The vampire leapt at him, but Nolan grabbed his arms and tried to keep him back. Holiday pushed Nolan away, and he slid against the wall of a building as Holiday leapt at him again. Nolan rolled to the side and back to his feet as Holiday was about to jump him again. Nolan readied his guard, but Holiday didn’t have a chance as a series of bombs flew down and exploded between them. As the smoke cleared, Holiday’s eyes widened at the smell. “Garlic?!”



Dillon York dropped to the ground on his feet with an excited expression. “That’s right! Not so tough now, huh?”



“Dillon! I thought I told you to stay home!” Nolan yelled.



“I wasn’t gonna give up, yet, Dad. I’m not letting these weirdoes mess up our Halloween.”



Holiday recovered and hissed at the boy wonder. The villain was once again taken by surprise when a bull charged from behind and shoved him against the building. “Azarath Metrion ZINTHOS!” Leanne used her new shadow/psychicbending to grab the vampire and toss him far into another building.



“Woohoo!” Haruka cheered as she and Mason hurried onto the field. Lee turned back into his regular (Beast Boy) form and kept his cool look.



Holiday recovered from the throw and wiped any blood from his mouth, then licked it off his hand as he stood up. At that moment, all of the people he had bitten started to turn into vampires themselves. The operatives backed away with fear as all of the vampires crept closer. To their relief, however, a bunch of crosses dropped from the heavens and stuck into the ground. The vampires looked around with confusion, and all began to grow weary, holding their heads in pain.



The heroes watched as a flying saucer landed on the road, and a skeleton being with a jet-black tux stepped off. “Everyone, get in.”



“Wh-Who-” Nolan was about to say.



“There will be time for questions later, but we must get to Nightmare Land. Come on, fellas, let’s go.”



With questioning glances, the group of operatives hurried onto the saucer, and Mario watched as it took off into the starry heavens.



“Well, looks like Nolan’s off for another adventure.” Mario figured. The crippled man looked to the weakened Vampire Holiday and calmly rolled over. He took one of the crosses and took Holiday by the sleeve, slowly leading him off. “Come on, Mr. Holiday… have I got some things for you.”



Crystal Household



In the darkness of the home of Yuki Crystal, a young girl sat on her bed in her dark, lonely room. The girl had icy-white, spiky hair that went below her shoulders, and big eyes that were a gradient of white and orange, free of any emotion. She wore a flowing dress that was grayish-black on the upper half, and the lower half, the skirt, was pinkish-orange. She wore a white bow on her chest, long, black socks, and black shoes. Her shirt had white cuffs around her hands, which were barely visible, except for her fingers.



The girl sat quietly in the dark of her room, a blank, emotionless stare upon her face. “It’s Halloween… and no one wants to go trick-or-treating.” She spoke in a dull and depressing tone. “Everybody is pretending to be monsters… while all I have is the darkness.”



The vision of her room disappeared, and the child now sat in complete and total blackness as the silhouette of a gigantic woman with snakelike hair made itself known. “And now all the humans are cursed like the little monsters they are.”



“But, if I have gone… could I have been there to save my friends…?”



“Hm, don’t waste your time. Those people aren’t your real friends. Humans are all alike, really. They’re all just a fickle bunch. But you, you’re different. You see them for what they truly are. Those eyes of yours, they’re a gift. They see the truth.”



“And… these ears…” the child looked up to face the entity, “they hear what they say. They hear… what you helped me to hear.”



“Yes, dear, I did. It would’ve been sad to see another human fall victim to the age-long curse. I felt it high time I… helped a poor soul see the light for what it truly is. Darkness is the only power that drives these humans. But they blind themselves to the truth. And they refuse to befriend you because only you can see the TRUTH.”



“Hmm…” the child looked down in sadness.



“Ohh, but don’t worry!” the woman perked up, leaning her head closer with a comforting tone. “I know someone who would be your friend.”



The girl looked up. “Who?”



“Go to the Happy Mask Shop that just opened in Virginia. You will know his face… when you see it.”



The dark vision ended as the girl was back in her room. There was a knocking at her door as her mother, Olive Crystal came in. “Miyuki, honey. Is everything okay? There’s still plenty of time for trick-or-treating, if you want.”



“Yes, Mother… I think I will go see if Sector V is available…” Miyuki stood up from her bed and slowly walked past her mother, leaving down the hall.



“Okay. Be careful, Miyuki.” As her daughter left for her treehouse, Olive could only stare with worry.



Fright Side; Scary Godmother’s House



Scary Godmother and Crystal Wickens stood in the house’s front yard as Crystal stood before a copy of Legion which Godmother had created. The nightmare-crazed psychotic gave her a grim look, holding a syringe ready as he calmly approached the frightened witch. Crystal began to sweat (not literally) with anxiety, the staff trembling in her hands. She took aim at the fake and called, “Expecto Patronum. AHH!” However, the staff ruptured an explosion, blowing her back.



“Ugh.” Godmother rolled her eyes and snapped her fingers, making the illusion vanish as she flew over to help Wiccan up. “No, no, Crystal, aren’t you doing it right? The Patronum can only work when you think of a really powerful memory. What memory did you think of?”



“Well, when I got this new Encyclopedia of-”



“No, no, that won’t do! Happy memories aren’t just any desires that can make you happy. That true happiness dives into the deepest section of your heart, and gives you that light that guides you when there seems nothing left but darkness. Don’t you have any memories like that?”



“Hmm…” Crystal started to think, “Well, the only thing that comes to mind is when I first met-”



“Scary Godmother!” Mr. Pettibone yelled, shoving the door open. “Boozle’s reached the Nightmare King! He’s waiting for you.”



“Uh-oh! Break time, Crystal. We have to tell the King about what’s happening.”



Nightmare Land



The flying saucer had arrived at Nightmare Land, and Nolan’s group followed the skeleton man as they stepped off in Town Square. “Boy, that was a close call. Thanks for saving us, Mister.” Leanne thanked.



“Who are you, anyway?” Lee asked.



The round-headed bone man turned and faced them. “My name is Jack Skellington. I’m the Nightmare King’s son.”



This caught them by surprise. “His… son??” Nolan questioned.



“But aren’t ALL Nightmares technically his children?” Dillon asked.



“Well, sort of. Only Nightmares that are very special to him does Darkrai consider his own blood-related children. A long time ago, Darkrai reached deep into his very own insides, and pulled out an ancient fossil of one of his former bones. He mended it into a ball, poked holes and a mouth in, and placed it on the body of a headless skeleton. He then sprinkled parts of his own DNA on the body, and I came to be. It was his deep desire to have a son of his own that caused him to create me.”



“But how come we’ve never seen you?” Nolan asked. “My friends and I have known the Nightmare King forever, and he’s never told us about you.”



Jack looked down and scratched his head with a saddened look. “We’ve… grown apart, over the years. But that’s not important. I assume you’ve already run into Count Dracula.”



“Once. And more times than I would want.” Nolan replied.



“And this pumpkin guy! He turned everybody into their costumes!” Dillon exclaimed.



“Yes, we know. Let’s go meet the King. He should inform you on what’s happening.” The bone man led the operatives downtown toward the Fear Factory. “But Lord only knows how far the curse has reached now.”



Cleveland Park



The soundtrack “Duel of Fates” played as Cheren and Nebula Palpatine clashed with their swords at the park. Nebula grabbed a bench with her psychic and tossed it, by Cheren jumped to the side. The Hero of Time drew out his Gale Boomerang and tossed it, spinning and blowing Nebula all over the place. Nebula crashed into a hotdog stand, quickly raising her lightsaber in defense when Cheren leapt at her for a strike. She stood up as the two continued swinging at each other, while Lin Beifong and Panini hid and watched from behind a fountain. “WOOHOO! Go Cheren!”



“Shouldn’t we help him?” Panini asked. “The way they’re fighting, one of them could actually kill the other.”



“Well, I doubt those bunny legs of yours can do any good. I’m just enjoyin’ the show. Come on, slice him!”



“Oh well. Either way, Cheren just looks soooo dreamy.” Panini said, staring beautifully at Cheren.



River somewhere in Iceland



Lola and Terry Stork, in their Lopmon and Terriermon forms, were currently wandering about a natural setting in Iceland. Lola carefully approached the river, looking down and studying the reflection of what she had become. “Man. This is the worst Halloween ever!” her brother, Terry complained as he paced back and forth. “I always thought it’d be cool to be a Digimon, but this is ridiculous! Why can’t we celebrate a holiday without something crazy happening?”



“Geez, relax, Terry. I’m sure this won’t last forever.” Lola assured him.



“It better not. How are Mom and Dad gonna react when they find us like this? ‘Course, MOM probably won’t be any help, anyway.”



“Why don’t I help resolve this matter?” a mysterious voice asked.



“Well, if you have something that’ll help, we’ll… Huh?” Lola wondered who was speaking.



“AHHH!” the Digimon screamed when the pumpkin-headed man, Jack O’Lantern, jumped out from the bushes, wielding his scythe.



“Some fresh Digiheads for the road!” The kids jumped to the side as Jack stabbed his scythe to the ground. Terry ran around the area as Jack zapped magical rays toward him. As Terry distracted him, however- “YOOOW!” Terry’s shadow, turned to a Digimon as well, shot over and bit Jack’s shadow’s leg, resulting in the pumpkin man getting hurt.



“I still question how you got to be a shadowbender, not me.” Lola commented.



Stork Household; about 10 years ago



The newly born Terry and Lola lay peacefully asleep in their little crib as Midna emerged from a shadow in the room. The Shadow Firstborn wobbled drunkenly as she stood on the floor, holding a bottle of whiskey. “Boy, Nolan has got to try this, mmmm, new whiskey stuff.” she said with a burp. “Okay. N-Now, which one of the little brats is gettin’ new powers, huh?” The Firstborn wobbled over to the crib and levitated above them.



Midna studied both of them intently, still drunk and confused out of her mind. “Lessee, I think it was…ahh, forget it. I’ll just… pick one at random… lessee, eenie, meenie, miney…” And with a few more wobbles, she touched her finger to the more volatile boy, Terry, making a spark. “Theeere, that should do it. ’ave fun with your new powers, you… mmm, little munchkin.” Her business done, Midna drifted over to the window, using her powers to smash it open as she then dropped to the ground outside.



Right now



Jack grabbed and yanked the shadow off of him before tossing it back at Terry, while Lola continued to hide behind a rock. “You kids are getting on my last nerves.” The man raised his staff in the air and began charging a powerful jolt of magic, which he took aim at Terry. “Have fun being a pile of DigiDUST!” But before he could fire it- “OOOW!” A purple hand flew over and struck his rear from behind.



“Not my children.” Virginia Stork told him.



“MOM!” Terry exclaimed.



“How’d you know it was us?” Lola asked.



“I heard what happened on the news and I ran out to find you kids.” Ginny told them. “Okay, freak,” she began as Jack stood up, “I don’t know who you are, but the only way you’re gettin’ my kids is over MY dead body!”



“A very fair deal.” Ginny gasped at the sound of this dark voice. A hand was cupped over her mouth, and another hand grabbed around her waist as Dracula appeared behind her. Ginny tried to shake away, but Dracula kept his tight vampire grip. “You are a stunning woman… but I am after much more. Still… your blood smells tasty enough.” Virginia quivered in fear as the vampire gently licked against her neck. Lola and Terry were watching with fright, and as they felt a shadow loom over them, they screamed in horror as Jack’s scythe came down.



Fear Factory; Darkrai’s Throne



“So, you’ve seen it yourself, have you?” Darkrai asked as the hologram projection of Scary Godmother showed from Boozle’s mouth.



“Yes. Bug-a-boo told me, and I even have someone here that fell victim to the curse.”



“Hi!” Wiccan appeared in the projection, waving at the king.



“Hmm. Then it’s clear that Jack O’Lantern and Dracula are working together. And since the sun has been blocked off, they clearly both have something to gain from this. Dracula’s freedom to roam the night, and Jack’s very desire for pranking. But is that all?”



The doors to his chamber suddenly opened, and Darkrai drew his attention to Jack Skellington, who led the heroes inside. “Jack.”



“He’s there?!” Godmother asked, surprised.



“Not THAT Jack. My son, Jack. And I see you’ve brought the others along.”



“And right on time, too.” Nolan said.



Crystal looked from behind Scary Godmother in the projection. “Is that you, Nolan?”



Nolan looked closely at the projection. “Crystal?”



“Oh! So, that’s who your friend is!” Godmother observed.



“Is that Batman?!” Skully asked, getting in the projection.



“No! We’ve been cursed to turn into our costumes.” Nolan told them.



“We’ve already figured that out.” Crystal replied.



“Do you have any idea how to stop it?” Lee Andrew asked.



“The Curse of Monsters is something my father used long ago.” Darkrai explained. “To get revenge on the humans for making mockeries of our kind. It was kind of laughable, really. Hrm hur ha ha. But the curse is very powerful. It behaves like any transformation curse. In the olden days, it was my father himself who broke the curse. It wasn’t any fun scaring humans when they weren’t human.”



“So, that means YOU can break the curse.” Nolan figured.



“No. It can only be broken by whatever it was that caused it, plus more. My father was a god, so his power alone was enough to break it. But when it comes from an alternate power, you need more. To break the curse, you need whatever magical item was used to unleash it. You must cast the same spell, but mix it with a strong burst of the Patronus Charm.”



“So, we need the Grim Reaper’s scythe.” Dillon figured.



“Or more specifically, the identical replica of the Grim Reaper’s scythe which Jack O’Lantern has created. But we must hurry. If the curse is not reversed in time, the ones affected will lose their sense of self. Their costumes will become who they are, they will gain the mind of whatever they have become, and lose whatever mind they had. It will be the end of humanity.”



“So, like, I would really turn into Raven?” Leanne asked.



“And I would be the real Robin?” Dillon asked.



They exchanged glances, smiling with interest. “Cool...”



“But how did Dracula and Jack O’Lantern escape from Underworld Prison in the first place?” Jack Skellington asked.



“A good question.” Darkrai replied. “There must be somebody else involved. But who could-” At that instant, all of the lights in the factory suddenly blinked off, and everybody looked around frantically.



“What?! A black out?” Jack observed.



“WAAAAHHH!” Jar Jar Blinks frantically dashed in, dressed as an old English person with a fancy getup and white wig. “OOH, DA’KY!” The Gungan pounced and wrapped tight around Darkrai’s head. “We-sa got it bom-bom pretty baddy WAADDY!”



“OH for Heaven’s sake, Jar Jar!” Darkrai yelled, throwing him off. “What’s wrong?!”



“De power’s out for de whole city!”



“I kind of figured that. This factory supplies all the power.”



“Is worse den dat! We-sa bein’ attacked by ooky-SPOOkies!” At this, everyone walked to the window to view the city down below. Nightmares everywhere were running and screaming in terror as gangs of evil skeletons and ghosts wrought havoc everywhere.



“Those monsters look familiar.” Jack noticed.



“Hee hoo hoo ha ha. Aww, just like old times, eh, Jack?” This echoing voice made everyone look around again.



They redirected their attention towards a T.V. screen, where a certain bag of bugs made itself known. “Waaah ha ha ha! A pleasure to see you again, Your MAJESTY!”



“Ah, Oogie!” Jack exclaimed. “I should’ve known you were behind all of this!”



“Who, meee? Naw… I just got caught up in the action. But I’ve got news for you, Darkrai. YOUR time of King is over, so why don’tcha pack yo’ things and git!”



“Many have tried to seize my throne,” Darkrai said with a fierce look, “and all have failed. What makes you think YOU stand a chance against my power?”



“Hmm, good point. WhatEVUH shall I do? What have I that you don’t? But perhaps this… DOLL face!” He directed their attention to a certain ragdoll girl behind him, who hung from a chain over a boiling pot of soup.



“Sally!” Jack exclaimed.



“This little lady got Oogied into the action, too. So unless you want to see her in Snake and Spider Stew, I suggest y’all git yo’ selves outta that factory and this city PRONTO!”



“We will find you, Oogie.” Jack promised him, looking determined. “Wherever you are, we’ll—You’re in the basement, aren’t you?”



“Uhhh…” Oogie rubbed his head in a false-confused look, “I dunno. But try and find me and the little lady gets it! OH! And leave that rusty old sword of yours there, too! See you in a bit… Darky.” And with another chuckle, the screen switched off.



“What shall we do, Father?” Jack asked.



Darkrai thought for a moment, then looked back at Scary Godmother’s hologram. “Scary Godmother: gather your broommates and meet us at the playground behind Gallagher. We’ll discuss a plan to stop Oogie and locate Dracula and Jack O’Lantern. Be quick.” The hologram switched off, and Boozle flew out the window.



Fright Side; Scary Godmother’s House



“Let’s go, everyone.” Scary Godmother ordered her broommates, and they and Wiccan charged for the door. However, as they tried to push through, the door was locked tight, and Scary Godmother was unable to open it. “Locked in? What’s going on?”



Orson tried to open the window, but it was glued tight, and the vampire child felt around it. “Hey! It’s made of rubber.”



“Hmm, now vhat could’ve happened?” Ruby asked.



Mr. Pettibone looked around, putting on a worried expression. “Umm… where’s Harry?”



“Huh—AAAAHHHHH!” all of the broommates and Wiccan screamed as they suddenly dropped into a trapdoor to an abyss of darkness.



Unknown Dungeon



Crystal and Scary Godmother were knocked unconscious from the fall, and by the time they had awakened, they found their selves dangling from the ceiling by a long chain that cuffed their wrists, hanging over a pot of water. They looked around the dungeon area, gasping at what had become of the rest of the broommates. In one corner of the room, the Vampire Family was surrounded by a bunch of crosses and garlic, and were groaning from the affects it had on them. Bug-a-boo was trapped in some kind of electric cage, and every time he tried to break free, the bars gave him a painful zap. Mr. Pettibone was locked inside of a glass case, his many parts separated on different shelves inside.



Scary Godmother tried to shake free, but her hands were glued tight, and her wings were tied as well. “No good. I can’t cast any magic.”



Crystal looked worriedly down at the water below them. “I wouldn’t shake too much if I were you.”



“Who could-” Godmother was interrupted when a spotlight suddenly shone in the room. Everybody’s eyes widened at who was standing on the doorway stairs. “HARRY?”



“Oh, yes, the cruel irony of it all, that feeling of betrayal that’s ever-so tearing from within your hearts.” The werewolf spoke in a false depressing tone.



“What’s the meaning of this, Harry?” Godmother asked with a hateful look.



“Isn’t it obvious, Scary Taskmaster? I’m through being the lowly Nightmare slave, doing ALL the work around the house just because I can’t have a few pieces of candy. You’ve been treating me like your dog for too long now. It’s time I took charge for a change, and I did. It was I who snuck into Underworld Prison and set Dracula and Jack free. I also took time to fix Jack a new head, too. And recently, during one of my ‘errands,’ I paid a visit to Nightmare Land Prison and set the old bag of bugs free. And by the sound of things, he’s done his part in driving the worn-down king out of there. And now that His Majesty is heading to Gallagher, it won’t be long until we seize the throne and take over all Nightmares! Mmm, bon voyage, Miss Godmother.” Harry snapped his fingers, summoning a squad of fierce skeleton guards. Harry left the dungeon and shut the door, leaving the guards to watch after them.



Gallagher Playground



Darkrai, Jack Skellington, and Nolan and the operatives took the flying saucer back to Earth, taking land behind Gallagher Elementary, where the playground was located. “Curse that Oogie… thinking he can drive me away from MY city without consequence?” Darkrai stated in anger.



“Don’t worry, Father. He won’t be getting away with this.” Jack assured him. “Now where is Scary Godmother?”



“Over there!” Leanne pointed over at a being in a witch hat, who just limped out of the bushes with their head held down. Jack Skellington looked curiously, and approached the figure with caution.



“Scary Godmother?” he asked, slowly touching the tip of its hat and raising it up.



“Nope! Just your favorite prankster, Jackie!” Jack O’Lantern announced as he blasted Jack Skellington away with his scythe. Everyone readied their guard to battle the evil pumpkin. “I brought a couple of friends along, too.” Jack snapped his fingers, and out from the bushes came a parade of walking pumpkins.



Nolan leapt forward, and the muscular hero began punching and beating away any pumpkin that came at him. Mason used his new tiger agility to pounce and tear away some pumpkins, while Haruka made them melt with purple dragon gas. Leanne used her shadow/psychic powers to make pumpkins levitate, and afterwards toss them into Lee’s mouth, who had become a T-rex with his Beast Boy powers as he munched the pumpkins to pieces.



“Heh.” Jack O’Lantern smirked, snapping his fingers and this time summoning a squadron of Skeleton Soldiers and armored ghosts. Jack drew out his-



“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” Lee stopped the fighting for a second. “Which Jack?”



“Ugh. Not this crud again.” Dillon whined.



“Okay, I’m Jack L., he’s Jack S..” Jack O’Lantern decided.



“Fair enough.” Jack S. agreed, drawing his Soul Robber and beginning to whip the skeletons away. Dillon drew out his—er, Robin’s staff and twirled it around as he began to stab it in some pumpkins and hurl the pumpkins at the skeletons. The armored ghosts tried to gang up on Darkrai, but the Nightmare King expanded a dark shield and pushed them away, then began throwing Dark Void spheres around and knocking them out.



“Quick, get the scythe.” he ordered.



Jack L. readied his guard as Jack S. landed in front of him. The Skellington twirled his Soul Robber and made several side-dodges as the pumpkin man shot magic rays. Jack S. launched his Soul Robber and latched the scythe, using all the strength in his bony arms to yank it away from Jack L., who tug-o-warred back. However, the pumpkin man was foiled when Nolan came beside him and punched him, knocking him down and allowing Jack S. to take the scythe. “Haha!”



“Face it, Jack.” Darkrai spoke to the fallen prankster as he lay knocked on the ground. “No matter what you or Oogie do, you can never seize what isn’t yours. I’M the one and only Nightmare King!”



“I beg to differ.” Everyone turned their attention to behind. There stood Dracula himself, still holding Virginia hostage.



Jack L. quickly jumped to his feet, snatching the scythe away from Jack S. before kicking him to the ground.



“Dracula! Release my granddaughter right now.” Darkrai ordered with a glare.



“You vill never be my king. My loyalty is only to your father. You are a disgrace. He has created me as one of his prized creations. He treated me like a son. The throne should belong to me. Vampires and monsters must rule the vorld, and all others. And it vill be mine, vonce I drink your blood.”



“Ha! I have no blood to drink.”



“No… but your granddaughter does.” Dracula smirked at Virginia. “All Nightmares are born from you, the King. As long as Virginia is Nightmare-descended, she is Nightmare-blooded. Your blood. And vonce she is my vampire slave, your blood will be mine. As vill all that you treasure most. Including your throne.”



“Don’t do this, Dracula. It will only end badly.”



“NAY! As the first King’s most valuable creation, I hereby claim vhat is rightfully mine!” Dracula opened his mouth wide and exposed his fangs.



“AAHHH!” Virginia tried to shake away, but his fangs dug right into the skin of her neck.



“NOO!” Jack Skellington exclaimed.



Virginia struggled even more, but Dracula continued to bite away at her. After a few moments, however, the count began to feel an odd taste on his tongue. “BLAHH!” He released Virginia and pushed her to the ground, coughing the burning taste from his tongue. “That vas terrible. No matter…” he looked down as Virginia panted on the ground, holes left in her neck from the bite, “Now the throne will be mine.”



Virginia gripped the bite in her neck, looking up at the vampire and still gasping for breath.



Dracula stared for a few moments as nothing happened. “Vhy isn’t it working?!”



“Joke’s on you, Dracy.” Dracula gasped at Darkrai’s words. “Virginia is the daughter of Count Spankulot, a spanking vampire.” Dracula gasped with shock and fright, backing away. “And a vampire… CAN’T suck the blood of another vampire.”



“Wait, so, Virginia’s a vampire?” Leanne asked.



“Half-vampire.” Darkrai replied. “She doesn’t have the enhanced strength, but she’s vampire nonetheless.”



“Well, this was a wild goose chase.” Jack L. said with a glum expression.



“And now, as I stated before… I’M THE NIGHTMARE KING!” Darkrai unleashed a cloud of darkness along the ground, and several Nightmare soldiers rose up, like Sir Kibbles, Poppy Bros Jr., Bronto Burts, etc., as they all surrounded Dracula.



Dracula grit his teeth in anger, glaring at the monsters. Just then, the sounds of screeching apes caught his attention, and he looked behind to see a pack of four apes running frantically across the street. “Those damn annoying apes.”



“Hey. Isn’t that The Gang?” Lee recognized.



“Oh yeah. Boy, and I thought they were all ape before.” Leanne said.



“Ha ha! Hey, Dillon, it’s your cousin, Kaleo!” Haruka laughed, pointing at Kaleo, who was in Diddy Kong’s form.



Jack L.’s eyes widened at the sight of the boy dressed as Diddy Kong, who was currently scratching his head for lice. Once he found some, he proceeded to eat it. “DRAC!” Jack L. shouted and pointed to that ape. “THAT BOY IS KALEO ANDERSON! HE’S KATIE’S SON! SHE’S A NIGHTMARE!”



Dracula jumped around, his attention drawn to the Nightmare-descended boy. Before he could run at him, Darkrai flew in his path and grabbed his arms, trying to keep the vampire back. Dracula jumped back and swung a kick at Darkrai’s head. The King dodged, but Jack O’Lantern shot and stunned him with his scythe. Dracula smirked at the opportunity and ran for the boy as Darkrai screamed, “NOOOO!”



Dracula took hold of the monkey boy and bit deep into his neck, sucking the blood and pushing him to the ground. In just a few seconds, Kaleo’s brown fur turned to a pitch-black, and fangs grew, and his eyes glowed red as he was now a vampire slave. “HAA ha ha! Finally!” Dracula laughed with joy. “The throne of Nightmare King is mine! I am the King of all Nightmares!”



“You are over exaggerating. The Nightmares will never obey you.”



“Is that so? Nightmares?” Dracula smiled evilly down at Darkrai’s Nightmare minions. The minions ceased approaching and stood saluting the dark count. “About-face.” At his command, the Nightmares turned and faced the group of operatives and began to gang up on them. A squad of Water Galboros and Kibble Knights appeared from the darkness and started to gang up on the King.



“You can’t do this to me! I am Darkrai! The Nightmare King!”



“Sorry, Darkrai. We work for Count Dracula now.” A Kibble Knight told him.



“Grrrrah!” Darkrai was struck once more by Jack O’Lantern’s scythe. The Nightmare King dropped to the ground, tied up in ghostly, ectoplasmic-like chains.



“Father-” Jack Skellington was silenced when a Skeleton Titan bashed his bony head with his club, knocking the bone man out cold. By this time, the rest of the operatives were overcome by the other Nightmares, and were knocked out.



“Heehee, we did it, Dracy!” Jack beamed, dancing and waving his scythe in the air. “Now there’s NOTHING to stand in our way!”



“Indeed.” Dracula smirked. “Now all that remains is to take my queen. Nightmares: load the prisoners onto the ship. I vill make them Children in due time. First, ve must find my queen.”



The Nightmares followed their orders and loaded the captured operatives on the ship, throwing them into the prison hold. “Good thing Sheila isn’t here.” Mason said. “Though she might actually be able to help us.”



“Where is she, anyway?” Haruka asked.



Naval Fleet, middle of the sea



My name is Conker. Conker the Squirrel. I’m nothin’ special. Just an ordinary guy. An ordinary guy… in a world of war. It started just a few hours ago. It was Halloween Night. It was just like any other Halloween… but nothin’ like. Monsters roaming the streets… angels and talking pieces of candy… and a war like none you’ve ever seen. I don’t know how I got involved in this. All I knew… was there was no turning back.



Sheila Frantic, aka Conker the Squirrel sat ready and determined as all of the navy soldiers sat aboard their ship, guns loaded and ready. It was only a matter of time before the ships came to a stop, and the hatches opened. Conker and all of the military men stood and faced the enemy waiting on the island’s shore: before them stood legions of deadly, fierce teddy bears, all wielding and holding guns ready.



“LET’S GO! GO, GO!” Conker yelled, and the men charged forward as the teddy bears unleashed fire from their machineguns. Bullets flew everywhere, and many men on both sides fell. Conker dodged to the side and fell in the water. Below the surface, the bullets shot down, shooting other men as blood leaked all around the water. Conker’s expression became a lot more fierce and deadly, and the squirrel jumped above the water and began unleashing hell upon the Tediz. Stuffing flew everywhere, and many stuffed bears dropped. Conker smoked his cigar and rapidly fired his machinegun everywhere.



Yeah… there was no turning back… No turning back…



Downtown Cleveland



People screamed and ran from the city as a brown-furred werewolf rampantly tore apart the inside of the Happy Mask Shop. The Happy Mask Man cowered in the corner with fear, his joyous grin having been turned to a terrified frown as he whimpered. The werewolf tore apart the table before facing the man, releasing a deafening roar. “WAAAHHHH!” The Mask Man screamed at the top of his lungs and made a run for it, leaving his shop. The werewolf hurried out as well, saliva dripping from his mouth as he viewed the many citizens.



“Lulu, stop!” Daniel Whitby yelled, dressed as a strong football player as he hurried to his sister, alongside some guy in a brown coat.



“Is that her?” the man asked.



“Yeah, that’s my sister. Can you do something about her?”



“Yeah, just hang on a sec.” The man said, pulling out a gun and taking aim at the wolf. The werewolf howled in fright as the bullet barely missed, and started to dash away.



“Hey, what are you doing?! That’s my sister!” Denny yelled.



“DIE, FOUL BEAST!” the werewolf hunter yelled as he gave chase.



“I wanted you to help her! COME BAAACK!” Denny chased the man in attempt to save his monstrified sister.



As all of the chaos cleared, Miyuki Crystal walked alone across the street, seeing and calmly approaching the Happy Mask Shop. The white-haired child entered the ruined shop, looking around as masks lay fallen on the floor. However, one mask caught her attention. Under the debris, some spikes stuck out from below. She approached the debris and shoved it away, finding a heart-shaped mask with spikes around the edges, dark patterned coloring, and yellow-red eyes that seemed to be staring at her. Miyuki bent over and picked the mask up, holding it in her hands as she stared into its wide eyes. Her blank, lifeless eyes continued to meet its as Miyuki could feel a strange power emitting from its form.



Nightmare Land



Already, Nightmare citizens were setting up massive posters of Count Dracula all around the buildings. The vampire lord himself stood within the Fear Factory’s throne room, smirking as he overlooked the city which had fallen to his control. “Oooh, hoo hoo, we did it, Dracy!” Jack O’Lantern laughed once more. “The Nightmare King has fallen! The Realm of Nightmares belongs to US, now!”



“Us?” Jack looked with fright as the vampire suddenly got in his face with a terrifying glare.



“I-I mean, you, Count Dracula.”



“But I should hope you haven’t forgotten OUR parts of the bargain.” Both villains turned to Harry the Werewolf and Oogie Boogie.



“After all… you wouldn’t have gotten that sword if it hadn’t been for Yours Truly.” Oogie told him.



“Argh…very well. Let’s discuss this.” Dracula decided. “Since I have drank the blood of the Nightmare King, the throne of Nightmare Land belongs to me. Jack O’Lantern vill be the new Pumpkin King,” Jack smirked and nodded at this, “and rule Halloween Town. Oogie Boogie vill be in charge of all Nightmare Production.” The Boogie Man chuckled evilly and rubbed his stubby hands together. “And Harry-”



The werewolf stuck his tongue out like the excited dog he was.



“…will control the Fright Side and have all the candy he desires.” Dracula said with an annoyed look.



“Hooray! Oh, most joyous of occasions!” Harry cheered.



“Now GET back to your posts!” Dracula demanded, making the two wince. “I vill have nobody ruining this night. The night… of my wedding.”



“OOH, a wedding!” Harry exclaimed. “Will there be cake? Blood-red punch? Just so you know, I can’t eat with anything silver.”



“There vill be many treats, and much more.” Dracula claimed as he raised the Nightmare Sword up high. “Vhen Danika and I are wedded, I vill take her blood and lay it on the sword. Her blood soaked on my sword vill symbolize our equal reign as King and Queen of Nightmare Land. Of course, I will have the most power.” He whispered to Jack, who snickered. “But first, I must end the marriage she is currently entitled to. It is… until death, do us part. My sword shall end the life of Nolan York… Vonce he is gone, there vill be no one to take Danika away from me.”



“Erm, are you quite sure that’s sanitary?” Harry asked.



“Just make sure the prisoners remain at bay. It vill not be long before Jack’s curse becomes permanent. Vith all mortals transformed into monsters, whilst the remaining ones become my Children, I vill be the King of Nightmare Land and the Earth. And there will be no one to stop me…”



Ashland Park



“YAAAAHH! WAHOOOO!” Aranea cheered, the angel child excitedly soaring across the skies.



“Aranea, wait!” Sally yelled, the Sector W crew trying to give chase. “Slow down!”



“Yeeaahh!” Aranea soared higher into the sky, going above the clouds.



Meanwhile, the angelic hero, Pit Icarus was in his room in Skypia, playing his Nintendo 3DS. The angel heard some cheering outside his window and looked outside, seeing the Aranea angel flying around his room in joy with her angel wings. Pit put on an annoyed expression and mumbled, “Pfft. Showoff.”



Aranea spread her arms and legs out and closed her eyes in peace as the wind brushed against her face. When she opened her eyes, “Waaah!” she screamed once again as she nearly came in contact with a blue ghost cat, skidding to a halt in the air just as the two phased through each other. Aranea turned and looked curiously at the cat.



“Huh? What is it?” Sally asked as Aranea floated down with the cat.



“I found this cat up there.” Aranea said. “I’m not sure what it’s doing here.”



The cat proceeded to open its mouth, exposing the holographic image of the Fright Side broommates trapped in the torture chamber. The crew took particular notice of the two witches hanging over the pot of water. “Hey, doesn’t that look like that Ms. Wickens lady?” Harvey asked, looking behind his sunglasses.



“Whoever they are, they look like they’re in trouble.” Makava observed.



“Then we have to help them somehow.” Arianna said.



“Oh, Kitty? Can you take us to wherever they are?” Sally asked politely.



The cat opened his mouth even wider, and the kids stared mysteriously into a green, haunting portal.



Fright Side; Scary Godmother’s dungeon



The chain holding Scary Godmother and Wiccan swung back and forth as Crystal looked worriedly down at the water. “Don’t worry, Crystal. The most important thing in a situation like this is not to panic.”



“Says a full supporter of Halloween? And what happened to human lives being always spared?”



“Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust, Scary Godmother.” Harry spoke as he paced back and forth in the dungeon. “And to think this all started with a few simple pizzas.” The werewolf popped out a piece of candy from a pack and flipped it into his mouth, chewing away.



“You won’t get away with this for long, Harry.” Scary said sternly.



“We shall soon see. After I take over the Fright Side, I’ll be dining on candy like never before. I… ooh?” The werewolf took notice of a tasty-looking piece on the ground just then. “Speak of the delicacy! Come to me, my tasty treat…” He slowly reached down and approached the candy. “Oh?” But to his surprise, the tiny piece hopped its way to the stairs. “Come, now, don’t be shy!” Harry continued to approach the candy as it hopped up the stairs.



“Don’t go, my little gumdrop.” Harry said as he chased it across the living room. “I only wish to dine on your delicate sweetness.” The candy hopped its way to the door and slipped its way through the gap. Harry tried to open the door, but realized it was locked tight. He tried to open the windows, but remembered their rubbery substance. So instead, he backed up a few feet, and charged right through the door, falling face-first to the ground outside. He saw the candy still hopping away from his reach and quickly stood to give chase. “Wait! Come back, my tasty treat!”



Once the werewolf was gone, Aranea took careful aim from inside an air vent with her bow and arrow. Her sights focused on the pot of water, waiting until all the skeleton guards were turned away. Once they were, she let loose the arrow, striking the pot and successfully piercing a hole, in which all of the water slowly began to pour. The surrounding guards approached the pot to study the hole. As they were distracted, Tronta Dunfree, as Tron, slipped down the stairs in his agile virtual body, quietly flipping his way to the glass case which held Skully’s severed parts. Tronta stood straight and quiet, backing up against the case as the Minish-sized Michelle ran along his shoulder. She slipped inside the tiny lock and looked around the many mechanisms that made up the inside. Using powerful earthbending, the teeny girl was able to break the lock’s interior to pieces, and the glass case slowly opened as Skully’s parts hopped out.



The skeletons continued to observe the hole, picking up and studying the arrow as Tronta backed up towards Bug-a-boo’s electric cage, followed by Skully’s bouncing parts. When they reached the cage, some of Skully’s parts formed into a skeleton key. The key inserted itself into the cage’s lock, and the electricity died down as the cage opened. “RAAAHH!” The skeletons jumped around to see Bug-a-boo escaped, too late to defend as the monster charged straight through and pummeled them all. Bug-a-boo then went over to the vampires and proceeded to destroy the crosses, and eat the garlic that trapped them. The vampire family stood up, more non-alive than ever as Orson hovered over to the witches, using his fangs to pick and bite the shackles which binded their arms. Afterwards, Max grabbed Godmother, and Ruby held onto Crystal as they were set free. After Fybi the Bat helped get the gooey gunk off Godmother’s wings, by gnawing it with her bat fangs, the witch flapped her wings and hovered on her own, sighing with relief.



“No! Please come back, my sweet!” Harry pleaded as he chased the candy further down the road. “Just imagine, the TASTINESS you would have on my tongue! You’ll like my stomach, you know. It has a hot tub and everything! And you take a slide to get there! And when I swallow you, I shall nominate you for the reward of ‘Tastiest candy in the world’! Now that sounds good, right? Oh, please come back. PLEASE! I’m begging you, I…”



The candy kept trying to get away, but was unfortunately stuck between a crack it had jumped into. Harry smiled with glee, licking around his lips as he ran and finally snatched the candy, holding it up in the air. “Finally! Now, into my…” His mouth was wide open, ready to swallow it in one bite. “HEY!” To his bad luck, a white-feathered bird with a black ponytail and purple dress swooped down and snatched the candy in its talons. “Come back!”



Makava looked down and smirked as the werewolf was chasing her, flying back the other way. “Come back here, you stupid bird! I’ll-” Harry was silenced when he tripped over the extended vine from a purple and green flower. Arianna lightly giggled to herself and stayed still.



Back in the dungeon, Scary Godmother had conjured a magic mop and bucket which she used to mop all of the water up, making the floor nice and dry for her and Wiccan to stand on. “Perfect.” she grinned.



“Thanks for the save.” Crystal smiled at the Sector W team and aliens.



“Happy to help.” Sally nodded.



“Thank you, too, Boozle.” Godmother said to her cat. “Told you he was a smart one.”



“Well, I’d certainly prefer him over dogs, in more ways than one.” Skully remarked.



“But what about the Nightmare King?” Orson asked. “We’ve got to save him from Count Dracula.”



“Yes! Dracula is a disgrace to our family!” Max declared.



“He’s right. We’ve gotta get to Nightmare Land and do something.” Godmother announced.



“Let’s go grab the others and get going.” Tronta declared, and the lot of them hurried up and out of the basement.



But with a start, they immediately stopped in their tracks when they reached the living room, barely dodging fire from a Red Skeleton Soldier. “Ah-ha!” They turned their attention to Harry, standing in the doorway. “I should’ve known, you can never trust delicious candy.”



Before the flaming skeleton could strike again, Harvey the polar bear was able to grab it from behind and chomp its head under his teeth as he dragged it out of the house, and Harry winced with fright. “That’s the end of the line, Harry.” Scary Godmother told him, looking fiercely at him, as did everyone else. “You’re back to helping me sow cobwebs, and we’re going to Nightmare Land to help put an end to this nonsense.”



“I see. But you should know, Scary Godmother, I have a few tricks of my own.” (Play “Majestic Wings” from Kingdom Hearts: Dream Drop Distance!)



Harry got down on all fours, and everyone watched with curiosity as the werewolf began trembling. Slowly, the werewolf started to expand in size, his blue pajamas ripping apart as his white fur became much more wild and disheveled. His fangs grew, drooling with hunger, and his eyes looked bloodthirsty. Harry completed his transformation into a far more vicious werewolf, howling into the heavens as everyone looked in fear.



“Um… when did he learn how to do that?” Skully asked.



Harry snarled with anger, grabbing Crystal Wickens and tossing her straight out into the front yard. Scary Godmother quickly flew to her side as Crystal stood up, and both of them faced the werewolf as he crawled toward them, still snarling. Scary and Wiccan readied themselves and prepared to battle.





Boss fight: Harry



Crystal and Godmother kept their guard up as the werewolf snarled. He ran at Crystal and smacked her to the side with his claws. Scary tried to zap magic at him, but Harry defended and swatted her away as well. He turned his attention back to Crystal as the witch stood up, quickly shooting flames at Harry’s face as she backed away. Harry took the hits as he crawled closer to Crystal, gnashing his fangs at her. His teeth grasped onto Crystal’s staff, and Crystal held onto it as Harry swung her around and sent her flying several feet.



“Fighting big dogs isn’t as easy as they make it look.” Crystal said, recovering once again. “How do you kill a werewolf, anyhow?”



“Hmm…” Godmother tapped her chin in thought before a moment of realization occurred. “Oh, I remember! You’re supposed to use a silver-”



“-bullet?” Crystal asked.



“Spoon, fork, coins, anything silver will do. Bullets are just more efficient.”



“Agh.” Crystal grunted as Harry pounced in front of her again, raising her staff in defense. “Better get some out here, then.” she said, trying to beat Harry with her staff.



“Skully! We need silver!” Godmother called.



“Coming right up!” Mr. Pettibone yelled, zipping into the house.



Crystal rapidly dodged around as Harry kept trying to scratch her. “Lumos Solem!” she called, unleashing a ray of sunlight from her staff, which made Harry shield his eyes. Squinting his eyes slightly, Harry faced the witch and tackled her to the ground, cancelling the spell as he pinned Crystal down, snarling over her face.



Skully ran out just then and yelled, “Here!”, tossing some silver spoons to Scary Godmother.



The witch caught them and flew over to aid Crystal. “Har-RYYY!” The sound of the clattering spoons caught his attention. Harry turned and whimpered in fright at the sight of the spoons. He backed away, and Crystal was able to stand up. Godmother tossed her the spoons, which Crystal swung towards the werewolf, making him wince every time. Harry was stunned when the witch tossed the spoons right at him, allowing Wiccan to lay several blows against his face. Eventually, Harry recovered and jumped away from the silver spoons. Crystal aimed her staff and shot more fires, jumping back when Harry scratched at her. She noticed the pumpkins around the yard and aimed her staff at one of them. “Wingardium Leviosa!” At this, the pumpkin levitated, and Crystal sent it flying at Harry’s face, engulfing his whole head before he could gnash at her.



At this time, Skully was hurrying out of the house again, loads of silver kitchen utensils in his arms. “Scary Godmother, I’ve got the- WHOOA!” Sadly, the skeleton tripped over the stairs and sent the items flying up in the air. Harry ripped the pumpkin off his head to see the fallen skeleton, growling at the tasty-looking bone man. Skully stood up and looked in fear as Harry glared at him. “Uhh… nice doggy- AHHH!” Skully ran as Harry gave chase.



Crystal hurried after the werewolf and leapt, grabbing hold of the branch of a tree close by and spinning around, launching herself toward the wolf and landing on its back. She sat tight and gripped his fur, trying to control him as he still chased after Skully. Skully was now heading for the pile of silver, leaping over it, and Harry was about to leap as well, but Crystal forced him to skid to a halt, ramming Harry through the silverware and into the tree, knocking him in a daze. During this daze, Crystal took this time to beat him with her staff, and Harry shook back to normal after a few moments.



The werewolf howled into the heavens before glaring back at Crystal. Harry rapidly began swinging his claws at the witch too fast for her to counter, jumping all around the field and slashing her from all directions. After a while, Harry had her knocked onto the ground, and proceeded to pin her down and snarl in her face. Harry was zapped by a magic blast by Scary Godmother, and was forced to back away as the witch kept firing. Crystal was able to stand up and grab her staff. She took aim at the werewolf and focused as she called, “Expecto, Patronum!” But to no avail. “Expecto, Patronum!” she called again, but nothing happened. “AAH!” Harry was about to gnash at her, but Orson flew by and grabbed her, setting her a few feet away.



“Maybe a little more training before we get to the big stuff.” Godmother suggested before refocusing her glare on Harry. The evil werewolf snarled at his taskmaster and was ready to charge at her. But right then, Scary Godmother smiled as she pulled out two crackers with some kind of reddish-orange substance sandwiched between them. Harry suddenly smiled at the tasty treat, panting and wagging his tail as he awaited the godmother to toss it to him. The witch did so and tossed the cracker above Harry, the werewolf jumping and snatching it in his mouth. He licked the substance clean off his lips as he was suddenly shrunk down back to his regular size and form. (End song.)



“Uuh! You call that a Blood Cracker? I’ve heard of zombies who make tastier treats than you.” Harry complained. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m locking you back in your-”



“Harry?”



“Yeees?” Harry turned to face an angry Count Max.



“Look deeply into my eyes.” He instructed as his eyes began swirling with red.



“Okay! Looking!”



“Now, cease your chattering… and sleep.”



“Sleep? But I haven’t even got my candy, yet! I-” But with that, the spell clicked, and Harry was fast asleep.



“Scary Godmother’s very own Monster Tamer Cracker.” Bug-a-boo smiled. “Calms your average angry, candy-crazed werewolf right down and puts them to sleep.”



“Of course, you had a little help vith that last part…” Max reminded.



At this time, Makava took land in the front yard, holding the candy Vweeb between her feet and the potted Arianna plant in her arms. “Is everyone alright?”



“I would hope so.” Godmother replied. “Count Max, Ruby, lock up and watch after Harry. Crystal, let’s go check up on the town.”



Boozle once again opened his mouth wide and created a portal to Virginia. The lot of them stepped inside and swirled away into the greenness.



Cleveland, Virginia; in front of Gallagher Elementary



Everywhere you look, zombies and other monstrified creatures continued to roam the streets, bringing terror and fear to the hearts of almost every other regular human. “Guess the situation is just as bad here.” Godmother observed.



“It’s just like Bug-a-boo said!” Orson noticed.



“And if it ain’t fixed fast, I’ll be outta business.” Bug-a-boo said.



“Looks like Darkrai and Crystal’s friend are long gone.” Godmother figured. “They must be trapped in Nightmare Land by now. Boozle: take us to-” But before the witch gave her command, the ghost cat was suddenly trapped inside some kind of spherical barrier.



“NNOPE! That’s as far as you go.” called some female, echoing, childish voice. The lot of them looked around for the source, and suddenly found their selves surrounded by Forces of Nature troops. They looked into the heavens as the apparition of the goddess herself was seen.



“Viridi!” Sector W and the aliens exclaimed.



“This curse is unnatural as unnatural gets.” the goddess spoke. “But it does provide the benefit to my side. Because of this curse, I can ultimately put an END to the plague of humanity, and replace them all with sweet wildlife. As long as a single human remains in this world, this curse shall live on! I plan to put a stop to it afterwards, and also exterminate any Nightmare creatures still hanging around. And once it’s finished, the Earth will finally be MINE again to dominate, not those wretched humans. So I have to do everything I can to stop you FREAKS from ruining it. That’s why I’m keeping your little ghostie cat.” The two gangs then noticed that Boozle was trapped in the barrier of a Mahva.



“Oooh. I’ve heard of you, Viridi.” Scary Godmother started angrily. “You’re that no-good goddess that used to cause trouble during the Old Demon Wars. Now you’re doing the same thing as before. You’d think Palutena woulda taught you by now.”



“Lady Palutena is blind by her own light. She refuses to see what filthy creatures the humans are. She refuses to see the selfishness in their hearts. AND she has the gall to call ME AS SELFISH AS THEY ARE! That’s why I have to exterminate them for GOOD, and show her how much more pleasant the Earth is without them.”



“Of course! Wanting to kill an entire race for the sake of repopulating your own race doesn’t sound the LEAST bit of selfish!” Crystal exclaimed with sarcasm.



“ARE YOU trying to IMPLY something?!”



“Look, Viridi, you DO have a point, and I can understand your hatred.” Crystal told her. “But there are better ways.”



“Perhaps you should spend less time trying to exterminate humans, and more time thinking about why this ‘Palutena’ had you locked away in the first place.” Arianna suggested.



“Better ways, my foot. I believe I’ve let you monsters live long enough. FORCES OF NATURE, PLUCK those freaks from the earth, and SEVER THEIR-”



“REDUCTO!” The Forces of Nature had no time to attack as a series of magic blasts shot over and disintegrated some of them. One of the Royal Guards looked around frantically before he was suddenly tackled by a lion, Chris, who gnawed away at his face. The guard pushed the lion off of him, but Maddy ran from behind and burned the guard’s rear with her dragon breath, making the guard run around crazily.



“Dismantlo!” Facilier called, shooting a spell that disabled the Mahva’s barrier, releasing Boozle. Zach the tiger then proceeded to tackle the Mahva and bite away at it.



“Is that even a real spell?” Maddy asked the Shadow Man.



“Girl, I don’t have time ta look up what the real spells are, so I’m just sayin’ whatever * works.”



“Grrr! I should’ve brought more soldiers. More COMPETENT ones!”



“We’re comin’ at you next, Viridi!” Chris yelled up at her.



Viridi’s Lair



“Those darn operatives. They always have to ruin everything.” The Nature Goddess complained.



“If it were up to me, I’d have them burned to soot in no time flat.” Phosphora said. “But… you know…” she sighed, looking at her powerless hands.



“I have to keep them busy until the curse is permanent.” Viridi stated. “But who to use? Ooh, I know! Oh, Spidermankeyyy!”



At her call, a very tiny, spider-sized ape with eight arms and five eyes crawled out from a tiny hole in her ceiling, dropping down and beginning to crawl all around Viridi’s face.



“Aw, who’s a cute wittle Spidermankey?” Viridi cooed as she made all sorts of ‘cute’ sounds, catching the animal on her fingers as it crawled around some more. Viridi then held the animal up above her crystal ball, allowing it to drop inside.



Back in front of Gallagher



“OOO-AAAAHHHHH!” The gigantic Spidermankey dropped onto the field, landing with a thud with its many fists.



“THIS is my Spidermankey.” Viridi introduced as the mutant ape glared with its five green eyes. “What’s a cuddly little bug to ME, is ten times the brawn of an average gorilla to YOU.”



“Would that not be ‘eight’ times the brawn, Mistress Viridi?” Arlon asked.



“Ohh, whatever, Arlon. Spidermankey, just attack them.”



“Man, we so don’t have time for this.” Tronta complained.



“Y’all kids do whatcha gotta do. We’ll handle this ape.” Facilier told them.



The broommates and operatives nodded as Boozle opened his mouth to a portal to Nightmare Land. The monsters stepped into the portal and vanished, and Facilier, Chris, Zach, and Maddy were left to deal with Viridi’s monster.



“Aww, it breaks my heart to have to bring pain to a bunch of poor, defenseless animals. But it won’t be long until you’re all a part of the natural food chain, anyway. So… SPIDERMANKEY, MINCE THEM!” The eight-armed ape roared and charged at the four.





Boss fight: Spidermankey



The Spidermankey leapt and slammed its fists down at them, but the four jumped out of the way as Chris leapt to bite on its head. Spidermankey grabbed the lion and bashed him against the ground before Maddy ran up and blew fire on its tail. The monkey leapt and yelped before batting Maddy away with Chris, then was forced to release Chris when Zach bit his arm. As they fought, several Forces of Nature troops came out and cheered for Spidermankey. Spidermankey grabbed a chunk of the earth in his arms and hurled it at Facilier, who quickly fired a spell and blew it to rubble. Spidermankey jumped through the debris and tried to punch him, but the agile witch-doctor jumped around and avoided.



Zach ran up to bite Spidermankey’s tail, but as his teeth held onto the tail, the monstrous ape swung him around and sent him flying at Chris, who leapt overhead and landed beside the monkey’s leg, swinging a scratch with his lion claws and leaving a scar. The Spidermankey roared in pain and punched the lion away. The ape then ran for Facilier again and swung a punch at him, but Shadow Facilier pulled his master into the ground and slid over to a garbage can. Facilier then used a levitating spell to pick it up, and stuff it over the Spidermankey’s head.



The monkey pulled off the garbage can as Chris and Zach pounced on his head and began to bite at him. Spidermankey shook them off, but couldn’t defend when Maddy leapt up and blew fire in his face. Spidermankey twirled its many fists around before leaping in the air and laying a powerful punch onto the ground, causing the land to shake and create a shockwave that blew the four heroes away.



The Spidermankey tried to crush Zach with its fist, but Maddy flew by and grabbed him out of the way, distracting the monster as Chris leapt and chomped its head from behind. It grabbed Chris and threw him off, but the monster was suddenly being punched by an invisible force, which happened to be Shadow Facilier punching at his shadow. The Spidermankey took hold of Zach and sank its fangs into his back, but Maddy burned his butt from behind again. Zach scampered away as Chris ran and bit the ape’s other leg.



The Spidermankey grabbed Facilier by the leg and rapidly swung him against the ground. Zach pounced and bit the ape’s arm, and Facilier was released. The witch-doctor quickly grabbed his cane and yelled, “REDUCTO!” causing the ape to explode into pieces.



“NOOOO!” Viridi screamed.



“Hah! Strength of ten gorillas?” Zach taunted. “That Phosphora chick was a MILLION times stronger than THAT lug, and we still took her out!”



“Aww, I have my own fan club.” Phosphora remarked.



Viridi’s teeth were grinded in anger. “Grrrr! The night still isn’t over, yet! Enjoy your victory now, ‘cause soon, you’ll all be part of the animal kingdom!” With this last note, the apparition faded away.



“Um, Facilier? Why didn’t you just do that at the start of the fight?” Maddy asked.



“Needed to weaken it first, kiddo. Wasn’t gonna risk a strong spell at the start of a fight.”



“Well, here lies another one of her favorite pets.” Chris said, approaching the scattered dust of the Spidermankey. The lion bent down and took a whiff of the dust, putting on a curious look. “Yo, Doc… this stuff smell familiar to you?”



The witch-doctor approached the dust and scooped some up in his fingers, taking a whiff. “Yeah… it does…”