Ghostbusters: Rookies

Disclaimer: Don't own Ghostbusters.

Kilnorc: Alright, this will be a unique fanfiction for me to write. Why? Well, I never really DID a GB fic...well, I DID but that was a "bust" (rimshot), so I'm remaking it with help from various friends who give some plot ideas, some give OC's and others give anything they can to help out, all of which I'm very grateful for.

Notes about the fic: I'll be mixing a lot of various Ghostbusters elements into this. It will have elements from the films, the recent video game (meaning new combo packs!), and references to the Real Ghostbusters cartoon series, as well as the manga. It's a challenge, but I like challenges, so here goes!

Prologue

2009

When people think of a museum, they usually think of ancient fossils collecting dust behind a glass window, or a very fragile document preserved ever so carefully in a case, or multiple, boring exhibits that focus on things from history. That's what they usually think of, anyway...

Most people don't think that anything really cool would be in a museum, and even though some people enjoy seeing dinosaur skeletons or artifacts from an old war, that usually doesn't bring in the masses. However, a soon-to-be exhibit would attract just about everyone in New York City.

Late one night, two security guards were making their rounds when they came across the future home of the coming exhibit, chatting amongst themselves about it.

"So, are they actually going into retirement, Mike? I mean, with that new exhibit coming out soon, and what's going to be in it, you'd think-,"

"I'm not sure, Tony, I've been hearing rumors about that for a few months now, so I can't be sure. Still, I can honestly say I won't be surprised if they do. They're getting too old for the job, they're past their prime,"

"Yeah...still, it'd be a shame if they do. They're legends!"

"Even legends have an ending, pal. Hey, check it out,"

Tony Sullivan and Michael Treadwell, "security guards extraordinare", came to a halt just outside a large room in one of the many halls of the large building, their flashlights casting beams of light into said room.

"C'mon, let's check it out,"

"I dunno, Tony," Mike looked around the hallway, "We're supposed to be doing our rounds right now. Why don't we just finish that stuff up, then come back?"

"Aw, what's the matter, Mikey?" Tony lightly punched his friend in the shoulder, "Scared?"

"No-,"

"You shouldn't be!" Tony cut him off, taking a few steps into the exhibit hall, "They wouldn't put anything in here if it wasn't safe to be put in public,"

"Hey, that's what they thought back in '91 when that Gozer exhibit opened up," Mike said defensively, "They said-,"

"They said that a bunch of crap exploded and people got possessed by ghosts," Tony finished for him in a bored tone, "Mikey, Mikey, Mikey," he raised his flashlight to his face, giving him an eerie look, "That's just a story to tell the rookie rent-a-cops here. I heard the same thing a few years ago when I started,"

"And you never get creeped out working the graveyard shift?!" Mike hissed, immediately regretting he used that particular term for the night shift, "Look, I'm just saying we should do our job before we goof off,"

"And I'm just saying that we should check this out when we can!" Tony insisted, "Look, when this officially opens up, it's gonna be packed all the time, we're not gonna have much of a chance to see it in private!" he bounced a little in place, clearly excited about the idea, "I know that it still needs some stuff before it's actually done, but still!"

"...I dunno...,"

"Look, if we get caught, we can just make up some excuse like...," he shook his head slightly, "I dunno, we could make up a lie about seeing someone in here and we were doing our job as New York's finest and went looking for 'em,"

Reluctantly, Mike followed his partner into the upcoming exhibit hall and the two of them began to take a sneak peek before the masses. The coming attraction would be a salute as well as a history to the Ghostbusters, who had appeared and began their work as supernatural saviors of New York just 25 years ago.

There were large photographs from their careers covering the wall, whether they were from the covers of magazines or newspapers, and there were even very familiar pieces of equipment, such as their proton packs and the large tanks that once shot slime oh so many years ago. There was also a very large, empty space in the middle of the hall, reserved for something big.

"I heard they're gonna put their car right here," Tony pointed to the space, grinning like a kid, "Man, this is gonna be great!"

"Hey, Tony, lemme ask you something,"

"What is it, Mikey?"

Mike approached the encased equipment and tapped on the glass, "Why the hell would they put these here? I mean, aren't they dangerous? Besides, if these are here, what are they gonna bust ghosts with?"

Tony shrugged, "I dunno, you'd figure they'd keep those on hand for sentimental reasons or something,"

"But still, they're dangerous...ain't they?"

"Nah," Tony shook his head as he walked over to join his friend, "They're all safe now. Those big things got cleaned out and those pack things got their power sources taken out or something," he shrugged again, "Listen, like I said before, they wouldn't put anything dangerous in here, so they must be safe,"

"...so, they're not keeping these to work?"

"I doubt it. I've seen what they got now, they got these new suckers that can shoot the same things, but can also shoot out slime crap," Tony jerked a thumb to the larger pieces of equipment in the cases nearby, "That's probably why those are here, too,"

As the two security guards continued their sneak peak of the Ghostbusters exhibit, a loud noise made the two of them nearly jump out of their skins. They spun around, their flashlights going back and forth like crazy.

"What the hell was that?" Tony hissed.

Mikey shook his head, "I dunno, man, but I told you I didn't like this...I told you!"

"Oh, shut up, you ass!" Tony snapped, pulling out his walkie-talkie, "Yo, anyone in the office right now?"

The comm device crackled before another voice came over, "Yeah, I'm here, Tony. What's up?"

"Mikey and I are in the Ghostbusters room. Listen, we just heard something and we can't see anything, is there anything on the monitors?"

"Uh...lemme check," the comm crackled again, "If you guys are pulling a joke, I'm gonna put you both on overtime with no pay...,"

"I'm serious, Goddammit, we heard something!"

"Alright, alright. Jesus, keep your panties on,"

Another crash, closer this time.

"Tony, we might wanna get the hell outta here," Mike urged, tugging on Tony's sleeve, "C'mon!"

Tony shrugged him off, "We can't! What if it's a thief?! It's our job to take care of people like that!"

Mike looked at him like he was crazy, "What if it isn't? What if it's something else?!"

"Like what, a ghost?"

His partner opened his mouth a few times, trying to find the right words for a couple of moments, "...it's a distinct possibility! We should just go, check stuff out in the safety of the security office and depending on what we see on the monitors, we can either call the cops or we can call the Ghostbusters!"

Tony was just about to curse his partner out when his walkie-talkie crackled to life. Glaring at Mike, he pressed the call button, "Yeah, what's up?"

"You two are in the Ghostbusters room?"

"Yeah, why what's up?"

"Well, I just saw something on the monitor...I have no idea what the hell it is, I've never seen anything like it before, and whatever it is, it's heading your way. Right now!"

Mike held up his hands and quickly made his way to the exit, "That's it, I'm outta here! I am getting the hell out of here, and I'm calling the Ghostbusters, I don't care if you gonna come with or if you're gonna stay, Tony, but I'm getting out of here right now!"

Before either one of them could even step one foot out of the exhibit room, something appeared before the both of them, causing them to stop in their tracks. The entity that stood, or rather, floated before them gave off an eerie glow that seemed to light up the archway that connected the room with the hall next to it.

"Holy...crap...," Tony stared, his eyes going wide as saucers, "What the hell is that?"

Mike gulped loudly as he backed away slowly, "What the hell do you think it is, Tony?! I told you we should have just left and called for help, but you wanted to stay and check the place out...,"

"Alright, I get it, I get it!" Tony hissed, "Don't rub it in!" he looked fearfully at the spirit that was now slowly moving towards them, "Aw man, I hate this. What the hell do we do now?"

"Personally, I vote for screaming and running in terror...how about you?"

"I could go for that,"

Good thing the two of them were up for such a fear-induced, yet natural reaction, because a few seconds after the two of them decided on that plan, the entity let out an inhuman scream and flew right at them.

Meanwhile, in the security office, watching the whole incident on video screen, the head of night security, a man by the name of Max Thompson grimaced at what he saw. Muttering under his breath and grabbed the phone nearby, pressing one of the buttons on the speed dial.

"Hello, Ghostbusters?"

Kilnorc: Here's the first chapter of my remake of my GB fic. Hope it's a good start, I feel it's got a "Ghostbuster movie start" kinda feel around it...and I KINDA got the idea from the recent video game, lol. More to come, folks!