Okay so I want to apologize for the delay on this chapter, real life has been time consuming especially with school. So much homework to do. Anyways I hope you enjoy and sorry if it doesn't make up for lost time.
Not too far away from Maze High was the city of Betrayopolis and at its center of it lay a brightly lit up skyscraper that reached into the clouds. On the 100th floor a rather bored man was sitting at his gold-plated desk in his office playing around with the pens on said desk. He had finished all of his paperwork for the day and thought he deserved a break since it wasn't easy ruling the whole world. "Yeah, let the professor in. We need to discuss something...majorly important. So important he probably already knows what. So important you don't need to know." He sighed and got up off his fancy red chair. Secretaries always seemed to want to know more than what their pay-grade allowed them to, he should really consider replacing Mavis. Betrayus heard a knock on his door. "I'm coming in" said a loud german voice on the other side. It was none other than Professor Buttocks, second in command of Betrayus' world order.
"Ah, you're earlier than I expected." The dictator smirked. Usually Buttocks was punctual and on time meaning that he was never late or early which meant that this was special to him. "Well, yes. That iz because of today's topic, the repository. I have not found the location of it nor have I come up with a way on how to control. Rest assured that I have many intelligence officers, civilian intelligence committees and universities on the search. We shall have the repository by the end of the year I can assure you." Betrayus looked at the window and smiled while combing his ear-length black hair with red tips. The dictator was wearing his own version of Napoleon's favorite uniform but replace the blues with black and the white with reds. The gold shoulder pads were still the same and on his left breast he wore four medals, each unique as a ginger bread man. His red eyes looked over at his second-in-command and said, "Good. If tthe stories about this thing are true, then soon our army will be unbelievably large. We will be unstoppable since not even the resistance can defeat all of the world's ghosts let alone one then soon the entire world will be mine, but why should I stop there? With a ghost army and your...smarts we can take over the universe!" Betrayus started to laugh evilly and maniacally while professor Buttocks watched with a smirk behind his mustache. The top of the professor's head was shaped like that of a butt henceforth the name. The area around his butthead was covered with white hair that was unkempt and dirty. He wore a white lab coat with a messy white undershirt and black pants. Oh, and he was also 4''5. It was a while since he'd seen his superior like this.
"Truth be told at first I thought that the repository was just some myth made by ancient people who were too dumb to understand anything. Yet when I looked deeper into it something didn't make sense. All ancient cultures describe this human sized rainbow cylinder that contained a portal to the world of the dead. Now I would have looked this over as a coincidence had this myth not be so widespread and ancient, in fact cultures who have had no contact with each other whatsoever speak of this rainbow colored thing. Some ancient people even believed that he who had the cylinder could control the world inside, and thus the spirits were his to command. Such a useful item, if it does exist." Betrayus looked out of the window at the city below and imagined ghosts mixed in with the citizens. Or perhaps they would possibly be mindless enough to only be used as soldiers. Really, he had no way of knowing if the ghosts would truly be his to command or if they would have wills of their own alongside wants and needs.
Professor Buttocks did a fake cough, something the dictator knew the old man always did when he felt the need to speak up.
"There is another reason why I have come early. I've heard rumors from my underlings at the university today that the resistance once had the repository. Said underlings are currently under investigation for having possible connections to your brother and his dogs. However I also hear that they got rid of it not too long ago. A lead is a lead after all. We capture one of them, we possibly end up with the repository before the end of the year."
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Three A.M.. Possibly the most bleakest time of the night and the beginning of the witching hour. Of course, Pacster also believed in witches while most people didn't. However Pacster wasn't looking for a witch. He and Spiral were going to look for ghosts which in my opinion are scarier than witches because ghosts can look disfigured and demonic and could kill you in many ways. You could see all of the stars of the sky which is nice and there was a full moon out so it wasn't as dark as one would fear.
Both Pacster and Spiral found sneaking out of their dorms to be ridiculously easy. There were only two adults on nightwatchmen duty and that was Mr. Orbus for the boys dorm and Mrs. Chipper for the girls dorm but they take turns patrolling the classrooms, halls, and other rooms and the outside. Thankfully the duo hadnt run into either so far. The bright blue and white halls of the school were gloomy and dark. "So far so good." Spiral whispered. Both he and Pac were quietly walking on the sides of the hall in the dark hoping that they don't step on anything that would make a noise. "We're almost to the main hall just follow me." The taller teen commanded. The orangette nodded and followed swiftly. He didn't see the pencil by his foot however and tripped after nodding and landed on his butt. "Are you okay buddy, you need to be more careful!" Spiral ran over to his best friend and helped him back up. Both boys looked around to see if anyone heard Pac trip but it seemed that no one did. They resumed andonly a few steps later were at the door they needed to be at.
The lights in the main hall were still on, and both boys were worried that the janitor may still be workng. "Should we try another way? I've heard that there are security cameras hidden here and they might be on at night." Our future hero said in a worried voice. Suddenly he felt nervous and the realization of breaking the rules had just hit him. There could be serious consequences not just for this but for entering the maze without permission. "Just leaving our room without a pass is enough to get us into some major trouble so we might as well go all the way." Before the orangette could protest, they heard footsteps. It was the janitor. "Hello?" He said looking around as he sworn that he heard a voice. The janitor probably had to do some overtime which is why he was still there. Both Pac and Spiral put their hands on eachothers mouths and backed into the corner next to the trophy case praying that they wouldn't be seen. Footsteps could be heard going towards their way which made both teens break into a nervous sweat. Thankfully for them the janitor went into the door on the other side of the trophy case. Spiral and Pac wiped sweat off their faces. "Man was that close. I thought my heart was gonna jump outta my chest." Pacster whispered. After taking a quick breather the duo silently ran to the main doors hoping no one unexpected would sneak up on them.
"Whew, we made it. I can't believe we made it this far how am I so lucky?" Boasted Spiral. They took a breather and then went on their way to the entrance doors without any disturbance.
Maze High's entrance was eerily dark with no souls in sight. Breathing in the fresh air, our heroes walked down the steel blue stairs while keeping an eye on their surroundings. If someone saw them it would definitely be over and while both Pacster and Spiral wanted to go into the maze the punishment wouldn't be worth it, at least in Pacster's opinion. Spiral was much more of a risk taker although the orangette assumed that it came with the athletic interests since you can get injured badly while doing them. Pac himself was a little scrawny and thin, but not too thin. He had no interest in sports although that wasn't really relevant to the current situation. They reached the end of the stairs and tip-toed across the road. It was a cool night, not too cold and definitely not too warm. Finally, they've reached their destination. Maze 256.
"This is the moment we've been waiting for bro. You ready?" Spiral said smiling in the moonlight. You could tell how excited he was but at the same time Pac could see nervousness underneath his friend's smile. People have gone missing in this maze and it is very possible that they could be next but if he could see at least one real ghost then it would be worth it. "I was born ready."
the pac is back
"I mean don't get me wrong I love Skeebs but I hate how he treats certain people. He can be sweet, funny, romantic, and loving, but his bullying days really need to end. He seriously needs to grow up." Cylindria was pacing back in forth while talking to herself in her dormroom. She was lucky enough to end up with a single room although if the dorms ran out of room that would change. Right now she was pondering her relationship with her boyfriend, Skeebo. While she did take it more seriously than most girls her age would Cyli really wanted things with Skeebo to work out with them ending up getting married. Yeah, she was that kind of girl. However Skeebos attitude towards some of her classmates was turning her off and away from him. After all, who wants to get married to a huge bully? "Maybe I'm being waaaaay too harsh on him, no that's what I should be saying regarding him and that orange haired guy, Paul I think? But that isn't the point. I love him dearly but-"
She was cut off by the sound of knocking on her door. Gasping, she put her hands to her mouth and silently prayed that no one heard a word of what she was saying. "Y-yes? Who is it?" The teen walked to the door hoping it wasn't her boyfriend but opening the door she found that that's exactly who it was. "Hey babe, sounds like you were arguing with someone I hope you aren't cheating on me." Although it was a joke it made Cylindria feel embarrassed. "Did you hear any of that?" Looking at the jock's joyful face made her feel like he hadn't but she needed to be sure. "Not really. So anyways Loophole overheard Spiral talking to braceface saying that he and orange juice were going to the Maze tonight so he, me, and Car-Los are gonna spook 'em. We're gonna dress up in sheets and show him what a real ghost looks like. Wanna come?" His girlfriend frowned as this was exactly what she was talking to herself about. Actually perhaps this was the best opportunity for her to talk to Skeebo about her concerns. Yes this is actually good timing! "So Skeebie, we need to talk." The girl could feel the butterflies in her stomach. This. Was. It.
"Sure babe but can it wait? We're missing a golden opportunity, or should I say orange opportunity?" Before the 14 year old could reply Skeebo grabbed her hand and and ran to his friends waiting for him in the halls.
Loophole and Car-Los already had their white sheets on. "Yo dude this is gonna be so epic. Loophole here even brought his phone so we can record the thing and look fondly back on Puckster crapping his pants. We should post this on the school's wall that's how epic this is." Car-Los was the only friend of Skeebo's Cylindria despised because of how cruel he could be. In fact she was sure he was the one encouraging her skeebie to be a bully. Car-Los was seven feet tall, easily the most tallest student in Maze High. He had red hair shaved to a buzz cut, and red eyes to match. He was always wearing his jersey. "Did you bring a sheet for Cyli?" "Um no thanks. Skeebs, we should really talk-" Cylindria began but was cut off. "Can it wait? We're busy here." She could hear the laughter of Car-Los. The fact that Skeebo did nothing to stop him really hurt. "Anyways, we need to hurry who knows if they'll give up." Loophole was as tall as Skeebo, but had brown hair styled in an undercut with lime green eyes. He also wore his jersey everywhere. The teenage girl liked Loophole, usually he was nice but when it came to Pacster his personality did a 360.
This was going to be a long night.
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Twenty minutes has passed since Spiral and Pac entered Maze 256 and they still haven't found any ghosts. They had their flashlights on and were walking slowly so no ghosts would be surprised. "Ah, another dead end. I guess we really should have went at that last turn. Whoops." Spiral said nonchalantly. Pacster however was determined. This could be his moment to find a real, existing ghost how could he not be determined? "Let's go then. So about those rumors about the ghosts, tell me about them!" Demanded the teen. Smirking, the older teen started scratching his nose. "Well Pac earlier today I was walking by the girls bathroom in hall A-2. Now this was after first period so I was on my way to class. Oddly enough that hall was almost empty looking back I think only two other students where in there with me but anyway these two girls walk out of the bathroom. Looked like seniors but they were being very loud so the only way I couldn't listen was to stick fingers in my ears. They were talking about how this girl in their class named Recta went into the maze about a month ago on a dare she got while playing truth or dare where Recta needed to spend the entire night in the maze so she went into the maze and apparently at three AM she saw... a ghost!" Spiral held the flashlight under his chin causing the yellow light to obscure some of his face is shadows, causing a spooky effect on his expressionless face. Pacster held his hand over his mouth in shock, walking backwards into one of the hedge bushes. "An actual real ghost and it looked like an adult male, but he was transparent and blue. Yes, blue. The girl screamed and ran back to her dorms however ran into Chipper. They say they had the police investigate the maze however they found no trace of anybody. So that's the rumor what do you think?" Spiral and Pacster had already went past the point where they made the wrong turn and were back on their path.
"Well, judging by my knowledge of ghosts it sounds like he died from drowning. They say if a ghost is blue it's because they've drowned so it may be possible he drowned in the pool or perhaps even in a nearby lake. Some mazes have lakes or ponds in them so maybe he had an accident in one of those but I've never heard of any deaths in our school. Ever. And trust me, I would know about any deaths that happened at school since that is my hobby after all." Spiral's eyes got big and the larger boy took a step back causing Pac to roll his eyes. "C'mon, you know I didn't mean it like that." A lot of students found the orangette's hobby to be pretty morbid which was part of the reason why they avoided him. Some would even use it against him and call him names. It did bother Pac but not enough to get him to stop his hobby.
"Sorry buddy. It's just the way you phrased it. Anyways it looks like there's another fork in the road, which way do you think we should go?" Before Pacster could respond both teen boys heard something move in the bushes and got into a defensive position. This is it, thought Pac. This is really it but why am I so scared? Should we make the first move? Before our hero could finish that thought, the noise in the bushes stopped. "I'll go check the bush." Spiral had Pacster stand behind his back in a protective way and walked towards the bushes, trembling. He reached his hands in the bush, groping around for anything or anyone however decided that after a few minutes whatever was in there was gone. He breathed a sigh of relief. "Whatever that was its gone, so let-"
"BOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Jumping out of the hedge behind them were three solid white ghosts. "Ahhhhh!" Screamed Pac, falling over on his butt. His older friend walked backwards his heart pounding in absolute fear. Suddenly Pac got up and starting to run hoping that his best friend was right behind him however said friend was too frozen by fear to move.
Spiral on the other hand got up and wore a frown. Looking closely at the ghosts the 25 year old realized that ghosts didn't wear bed-sheets as skin as he remembered that people used to cover themselves in bed-sheets for the no longer celebrated day known as Halloween. This could only mean one thing. "Okay the jig is up, take off those sheets! Ghosts are people shaped and transparent, there has been no case where they cover in white generic bed-sheets. In fact I can smell the sweat on you jock. Or should I say, Skeebo." The "ghosts" threw off their white shell of blanket and lo and behold it really was Skeebo Heebo and his football team goons. Indeed, Spiral was mad. No way he could have known about tonight. "Are you guys kidding me?"
The hero of this story of course did not hear this conversation nor did he hear it, as he was running through the large, mostly untouched maze. Fear was controlling his mind as he relentlessly ran, turn by turn, fork by fork, it wasn't long until he tripped on a rock and fell over faceplanting on the floor. Groaning in pain Pacster begun to get up as sanity returned to him making him realize he had abandoned his best bro to a bunch of ghosts. "Oh no, I can't believe I left Spiral there he must be so scared. I'm such a terrible friend." He kicked the rock that tripped him. Darkness surrounded the boy. He must have dropped his flashlight while running! "This night just keeps getting worse and worse. Might as well make it back to Spiral sooner than later, hopefully he isn't that mad at me. Now I just have to figure out how to get back to him." Pacster unhappily sighed as he began walking forward. The moon was covered by a cloud explaining the darkness how could he not realize that until now?
The night trailed on, and Pacster started to believe that he was somehow even more lost as he kept walking. Before the orangette could curse his bad luck he noticed an oddly shaped stone in the center of a fork. "This thing looks a perfect dome. Yeah it looks like something you'd see in front of a rich person's lawn especially with the crystal white color it has. Isn't this place supposed to be mostly untouched? Or maybe someone dropped it but why carry a large rock like this when you're going maze exploring? It has to bee at least three foot wide." Approaching the rock our future hero hit it three times at its top. "Feels hollow." It was like hitting an empty pot. "I'm probably wasting time here. Or maybe I'm just distracting myself from my collossal screw-up. Oh well what doesn't hurt me makes me stronger." Not knowing what got into himself Pac lifted up the rock slowly to reveal a secret entrance into the ground. He had a shocked look on his face. "What...is this? Is this even supposed to be here?" A million ideas went throughout his over-reactive imagination. What if it was a bad guy's lair? Or a shortcut to the begining of the maze? Or maybe a hobo's secret stash? So many possibilities. "Well you never know until you try." Luckily enough there was a ladder leading down into the dark abyss. "Whatever is down here I hope it doesn't kill me." All of a sudden the night sky grew dark as clouds started to cover it.
Climbing down the ladder was easy enough however wherever it led to was pitch black. Pacster took a few steps forward, hoping to run into a light switch. Thankfully enough all of a sudden the lights turned on. What the lights revealed was a tunnel, almost like the sewers but no water to be found whatsoever. "Hello? Anyone there? My name is Pacster Bak and I'm lost. I need to get out of the maze." Of course no one responded. Sighing, Pac walked through the tunnel for a few minutes until coming across a door that opened by itself. No, it didn't open by itself actually. An elderly man wearing a lab coat opened it with wide eyes.
"Did you say your name was Pacster Bak?"
So as you may have figured out this isn't just a Human AU but a "What if Betrayus won the war" AU. I wanted to be subtle about it in the story so I dropped hints here and there. Another thing I'm concerned about is that my writing isn't the best so when I'm a better writer I plan on re-writing the first few chapters.