Operation: SCARY, Part 5

Chapter 5: Creepy Coup

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 unleashed 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 the heroes 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." With that, 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. Either way, 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 drunkily 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. "Theere, that should do it. 'ave fun with your new powers, you… mmm, little munchkin." With that, 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 exclaimed, 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 TV 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, mee? 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!" At this, 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." With that, 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 exclaimed 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." With that, 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."

"That would mean her kids are vampires, too." Jack S. figured.

"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!" With that, 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 gritted 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 exclaimed, 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 heroes were overcome by the other Nightmares, and were knocked out.

"Heehee, we did it, Dracy!" Jack exclaimed, 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.