Beetlejuice

Season 1: The Neitherworld Saga

Episode 7: The Big Rescue

Lydia tossed and turned in her sleep. She dreamed about the three nameless prisoners in the dungeons of Naria's Castle. She dreamed of them helpless and alone. She dreamed of them suffering the same fate as her friend Sierra, the sand worms circling around them in an empty coliseum like sharks in the ocean. When one of the sand worms erupted from the ground to attack, Lydia shot awake with a scream. It was strange and foreign to her to dream of something other than her mother's demise, but she couldn't help but wonder what had happened to those three.

"Day-o. Me say day-o. The daylight come and me wan go home." Beetlejuice sang from inside the closet. "Why are you singing that?" Lydia asked slightly confused and annoyed. "It's pretty much the only song I know." Beetlejuice responded then continued humming to himself. Lydia first rolled her eyes at the mere thought of that and continued to sit up in bed thinking about the three prisoners that she had met in the dungeon. The worry and regret that she couldn't do much to help them pulled on her conscience tightly. "It's a good thing it's Saturday." She finally commented. Beetlejuice stopped humming and asked calmly, "Why's that?" He then resumed humming to himself. "Because we're going back to the Neitherworld." Lydia responded while slipping into her clothes while Beetlejuice wasn't looking. Beetlejuice hardly paid attention while Lydia spoke and nodded to himself, "Going back to the Neitherworld, right." Suddenly it clicked in to what she had just said and he froze. After a few seconds, he morphed back into his original form from the hideous doll he uses when staying in the closet. He burst from his hiding spot only to see Lydia sliding into her favorite long, dark violet shirt with a black mesh long-sleeved shirt under it. She wore faded black Capri pants to compliment the long dress-like shirt and tied a long, black cloth around her waist as a belt. She then slipped on some black loafer shoes and made her way to her guardian ghost.

"That's right, Beetlejuice. Back to the Nietherworld." She confidently stated. She then made her way over to her window, which was decorated with solid black curtains with random spider web designs on them, and slid her curtains closed. Near the window she kept a simple small round table with an oil lantern resting on top of its dark green table cloth. Hovering over it Lydia chanted, "Although I know I should be weary. Still I venture someplace scary. Ghostly haunting I turn loose Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice." She then chanted. As soon as Lydia finished saying Beetlejuice's name for the final time, Lydia's room began to quake and tremble. The two of them then watched as the violet wallpaper of Lydia's room began to tear away as if a mysterious force was literally trying to yank it off of the wall. Suddenly the contents of the bedroom were mysteriously sucked into the closet and reveal the eerie blue stone walls and floor. The ceiling of Lydia's room suddenly lifted away into a dark, overhead abyss as wooden beams erupted from select areas of the wall and embedded themselves straight across. The room then began to round itself into a circular pattern as a set of stone stairs pushed itself out and traveled upward, around a good sixteen feet, to an open door that seemed to lead back into Lydia's room from her closet. Another wooden, arched door was revealed as the bricks across from the bottom stair melted away like they were being eaten by acid. Just as the scenario was about to settle down, black bats came flitting down from the overhead blackness where the ceiling used to be located. Some of them clutched their feet to random support beams overhead and others flew down to greet the pair, getting within two feet of touching Lydia's head.

"Deadly Voo!" Lydia exclaimed in amazement as her clothes changed to the black, form fitting suit with the spider silk. "You got that right." Beetlejuice agreed, looking around at his new surroundings. The circular room was completely empty save-it-be a stone sculpture resembling a creepy old bed. Beetlejuice floated up to the overhead door to peek out and check if Lydia's parents were approaching. He then turned back to Lydia and said with sarcasm, "You don't suppose your parents should know where you're going?" Lydia thought about his statement for a few seconds and then responded, "You're right. I should let them know that I'm going out. I'm gonna go out the front door and make my way around the house and then you levitate me back through my window." Beetlejuice slapped himself in the forehead and complained, "What about your moral values?" "I'm not exactly lying if I just tell them I'm going 'out'." She delegated to hem nervously. She obviously wasn't letting him weasel his way out of the rescue. She dashed up the stone stairway, passed Beetlejuice, and proceeded with her plan. As she passed the thresh hold between her room and the stone room, her clothes shifted back to the outfit she had gotten dressed in when she woke up. Her plan couldn't have worked any better. She quickly packed a few things into her backpack and dashed out of her room. She quickly ran downstairs past her parents while she called to them quickly, "I'm going out for a while" and was out the door before either Charles or Delia could respond. "Where do you think she's off to?" Delia asked Charles. "Probably to one of her new friends' house. I think she's starting to like living here." He smiled.

Lydia silently and stealthily made her way back around to her bedroom window and called to Beetlejuice, "Float me back up there so we can get moving." "Give me one good reason why I should just let you go back to the Nietherworld." He argued in a loud whisper. Lydia then reached down and pinched her left side as hard as she could with a theory in mind. Her theory, if she could feel the pain Beetlejuice took from getting beaten by those bullies, he should feel her pain as well. And it worked, as she pinched her side and twisted the skin, Beetlejuice felt the insatiable shot of large needles shoot through his left side and gave in, "Ok, ok, ok! Fly on up here." With his saying, tiny bat wings sprouted from Lydia's back and began flapping, effectively lifting her up to the window. Once in, Lydia passed by Beetlejuice, who was still cringing at the pain he felt in his side, and entered back into the stone room in her closet.

As she passed through, once again, her outfit shifted back to the spider silk and black form fitting clothes she wore her first day in the Nietherworld. The duo then made their way back down the stone staircase and to the mystery door across from the stone bed. Lydia gazed upon the door with a slight amazement. The door was made from a dark colored wood and beheld an old medieval style door handle with an intricate carving of a bat as the latch release just above the handle. The door had no keyhole and opened easily as Lydia wrapped her fingers around the handle and used her thumb to slide the bat carving downward to release the latch. Once the latch released, there was a decently loud clunking noise that rang throughout the stone room and Lydia pulled slowly on the heavy wooden door, listening to the hinges creak and strain to simply hold the door up.

She stood there with the door open looking directly into a dismal barren land covered by a velvet mist about knee deep to Lydia. "There's a lot more mist here than last time." Lydia mentioned watching as the mist crawled into the stone room only to dissipate approximately three feet inside the room's interior. She stood there feeling the mist crawl over her legs and feet and listening intently for her guardian ghost's advice. "It means that Naria has been hard at work over her cauldron. There's only one way to completely neutralize the mist but no one knows what that is." He responded to her inquiry. "So why are we here?" He then added his own question. "We're here to rescue innocent lost souls from Naria's dungeons." Lydia informed him. "What?" Beetlejuice raised his voice in shock and annoyance. "I at least need to see if they are alright. I can't handle not knowing what happened to them anymore." Lydia said while looking around to see if the coast was clear for them to enter without being attacked. Seeing nothing, she felt it was safe to enter the Nietherworld and took two steps in and turned back to Beetlejuice. Noting that he refused to even move, she played on the guardian ghost pact. "Aren't you gonna come and protect me? If I die, we are both erased from existence you know." Beetlejuice looked at her like the things she said were rude and immature then took his own steps into the Nietherworld. Lydia watched as the door behind them closed itself and vanished into nothing.

"So, do you have a plan to get us into the dungeon without getting caught?" Beetlejuice asked Lydia. "First things first, we need a place to hide temporarily while we make that plan." Lydia noted still looking around. "You don't have one yet?" Beetlejuice asked, flabbergasted and dumbfounded. "It's not like I know the layout of the castle by memory. Nor do I know when they change the guard. We need someone who knows this stuff. How did you get in to fight the queen? How did you get in last time?" Lydia asked trying to prove her point. Beetlejuice thought to himself for a while and then answered Lydia's first question, "The first time I got in...I snuck in through an entryway from the canal under the castle, near the back walls." Listening to him Lydia suddenly formulated a quick plan. It wasn't fool proof by any means, but at least it was something. "Would that entryway be located near the dungeons by any chance?" She asked. "It's just under them. It runs the water for the entire castle." Was his answer. "How difficult is it to get through?" She then asked. Beetlejuice's eyes widened when he figured out what Lydia was getting at. "The water is fairly swift. Are you a decent swimmer?" Beetlejuice glared at her while answering her question. "Fairly decent. Let's just say, I'm not Olympic by any means." Was her answer. Beetlejuice raised his right eyebrow to her in slight confusion. "Just hang on to me then." Beetlejuice suggested.

Suddenly the sound of marching metal troops could be heard from a distance away. Beetlejuice grabbed Lydia by her left wrist and ran to a place he thought might be safe. Their surroundings were familiar with the dump of where Lydia had met Beetlejuice off to their right and a long blue colored apartment building just a few feet from there. It was the complex that Beetlejuice ran to with Lydia in tow. The two dashed into the building through the nearest door and Beetlejuice slammed the door behind him and locked it. Attempting to control their breathing, they made an effort to quiet down and hide from the guards. "This was the last thing we needed." Lydia whispered to Beetlejuice as they hid behind the only bed in the room. The sound of bronze metal shifting and clanking against itself rang through the air as soon as the troops came near the building. Random doors were swiftly opened for a quick inspection only to see an empty room. Lydia closed her eyes in fright as the soldiers came nearer to their hiding place, Beetlejuice ready to fight if need be.

Nothing. The door was never opened for inspection and the two stayed perfectly still until the sound of the marching faded away from their ears. Once they thought it was safe to see if the guards were gone, Lydia tried to move to make her way back to the door when a set of female arms wrapped themselves around Lydia's neck with one of them covering her mouth. Mumbling and struggling to set herself free from her assailant, Lydia kicked and thrashed around until she heard a familiar voice speak to her, "Easy there girl. You move around worse than a wild seahorse." Lydia blinked and ceased moving with the confusion nearly overtaking her mind. The arms then pulled away from Lydia's neck and mouth and she turned around to see their owner. "Sierra?" Lydia whispered loudly upon seeing the face of a friend she thought had been eaten by sand worms. "That's right. Sorry about the scare there Lydia. It was just too good of an opportunity." Sierra stated placing her right hand on the back of her head and coyly sticking her tongue out the right side of her mouth. Lydia noticed that her shirt barely hung off of her and was nearly destroyed on the back with just the collar and sleeves keeping her breasts from being shown to anyone and everyone. Relieved to see her friend alive, Lydia lunged forward and embraced Sierra in a hug and allowed some tears of relief to stream down her face. Slightly surprised, Sierra returned the embrace and said, "Glad to see y'all too. So how's mah little gal been?" Lydia pulled away from the hug and said, "Forget about me, how did you survive the sand worm attack?" Sierra turned around to show Lydia her bare back. A deep scar that ran from Sierra's right shoulder to the top of her left kidney could be seen there. "Missed me with his teeth and got me with his spines." She stated. "The Seer nursed me back to health. We might all be dead folks, but that don't mean injuries don't hurt." "How can a sand worm miss its target?" Beetlejuice interrupted. "It happens. Not often, but it still does. I got lucky." Sierra answered him. "My question is how did the Seer heal up the wound in three weeks?" Lydia asked still dumbfounded. "He might be kooky. But his medicinal herbs work wonders." She answered.

"How long have you been hiding in the Road House?" Beetlejuice asked Sierra. "Just got here yesterday, why?" She inquired. Beetlejuice suddenly fell sarcastic. "And it never occurred to you to raid some of the drawers in the rooms." He asked. Sierra blinked a few times before looking down at her tattered shirt. "Not until just now." She remarked with slight embarrassment. She then slowly stood up, making sure that no guards were lagging behind or anything else and then began doing what Beetlejuice suggested. She pulled open some of the drawers until she located some women's blouses and undergarments. "Beetlejuice, hun, why don't y'all take yer leave for now." Beetlejuice looked at Sierra for a short time surprised and instinctively asked, "Why?" "Y'all want me ta strip in front of ya?" She asked coyly. Realizing that it was a pretty dumb question he stood up and exited the premises. "Y'all need ta tell me exactly what has happened these past weeks with ya." Sierra said to Lydia while she fished around the drawers for her sizes. Lydia began recalling the events that took place after Sierra's "demise" and explained the mistake Beetlejuice made and how she used the guardian ghost pact to escape the Nietherworld. Eventually, Sierra located lavender colored shirt that fit her form perfectly and a set of under garments that felt comfortable. She then proceeded to remove the rest of her clothes and make her way to the bathing room. "Does the water still run here?" Lydia asked after finishing her story. "Of course it does. It just won't be warm by any means." Sierra answered and closed the bathroom door. Moments later Lydia could hear water run from the faucet and waited for her friend to bathe.

Beetlejuice walked in moments later and asked, "Where's Sierra?" "She decided to bathe before continuing on." Lydia answered him. "It's gonna be cold water." He sarcastically stated and then began wandering around the room looking for something to use as a disguise. "I have a question." Lydia said to Beetlejuice after a moment of silence. "And I have an answer." Was his response. "How did you know the name of the complex? There's no sign out front and anything that resembled a sign looks completely destroyed." Lydia stated. "I used to live here. Long before Naria took over and began dumping trash in my back yard. Not that I'm complaining, it keeps away the sand worms." He answered her. "How's that?" Lydia asked. Beetlejuice turned to look at Lydia before answering this question. "Sand worms have an extremely good sense of smell. However, they can't handle sifting through too many scents all in the same place. A garbage dump, for example, has thousands of scents all on a single area. That's enough to make a sand worm sick enough to stay away as long as they remain." "Oh, I see." Lydia said with realization, "That's why you built a hiding place in that heap. It was a perfect hiding place." "Yep. You got it." Beetlejuice praised her for her sleuthing work, and then continued on poking around. Another ten minutes passed by and the sound of falling water could be heard from inside the bathroom. Beetlejuice quickly left the room to give Sierra some privacy while getting herself dressed.

Sierra emerged from the bathroom with a white towel wrapped around herself. "Oh, I'd almost forgotten what it feels like to soak in the water." She sighed in pure bliss and looking completely renewed. Her scaly skin glistened as she dropped her towel and began putting on her selected clothes. Moments later Lydia made her way to where Beetlejuice hid himself and said to him, "She's done, Beetlejuice. You can come out now." As he emerged he saw her wearing a lavender colored t-shirt with a violet spaghetti strap shirt over it. She apparently located some light Capri jeans that fit her like a glove and had a pair of ankle socks in her right hand. "It's amazing how the person that lived here was just about my size in every way." Sierra said while admiring herself. "Find some shoes and let's go." Beetlejuice retorted. Sierra looked down at her slightly webbed toes and then made her way around to look for some shoes that suit her. She eventually found some solid white tennis shoes that fit her one half size too large and she was finally ready to travel. "So, where are we going?" She then asked Lydia. "We actually came here to rescue some prisoners I met in the castle dungeons." Was her answer. Sierra looked at Lydia like she thought that the girl was insane. "What?" She asked trying to figure out if she hear Lydia right. "Well, when you were supposedly taken by the sand worms, I just couldn't stop thinking about how cruel of a fate that could be. So, I want to at least see if they are still there." Lydia sheepishly admitted. "You're crazy girl. Y'all know that, right?" Sierra calmly stated to her.

Beetlejuice led the two girls through the towns and back to the castle. All the while, keeping hidden from the guards and sand worms. "I hope you girls aren't afraid of heights, because it's a fifty foot drop." Beetlejuice informed them as they inched their way closer to the castle walls. "Oh, y'all are gonna take the main water system into the castle." Sierra said in realization. Beetlejuice nodded in confirmation as Lydia stated, "That's the plan." "Then allow me to change into something that won't slow me down. Sierra said while holding up a bright sky blue bikini swimming suit with a black line design of a butterfly on the left breast. "I brought this just for occasions like this." "A fashion statement everywhere you go." Beetlejuice retorted as the mermaid moved herself behind a nearby ruin and began changing into the swimming suit. It took her a good five minutes, but she returned back with her "land clothes" neatly folded up. "Could you put these in a spot where they won't get ruined or wet?" She asked Beetlejuice, handing him the clothes. Beetlejuice simply stared at the mermaid woman and slid her clothes into the inner pocket of his striped coat. "You know that that's gonna attract attention right?" Lydia said to her. "It doesn't matter. Y'all need an Atlantian to quickly swim ya to the entrance. It's pretty tiny and I can swim faster than yer average Atlantian anyway." Sierra stared slightly proud of herself. "The point is to not attract attention to ourselves the whole way." Beetlejuice began arguing with her. "Y'all brought disguises right?" Sierra inquired, slightly surprised.

After Beetlejuice acquired some more robes form some of the abandoned merchant stands, the three of them then made their way behind the castle. What awaited them there was a cliff of what was what Beetlejuice had explained earlier, a fifty foot drop to the water below. The water was raging and swift in its current and looked like it could easily sweep away any careless creature that fell in. Lydia gulped with slight fear as she looked down at the rapids below. "Are you sure this is a good idea?" She whined. "This was actually your idea. Remember?" Beetlejuice reminded the nearly panicking girl. Suddenly, Sierra dashed from behind them and launched herself off of the cliff and plummeted fifty feet down. She gracefully dove into the water like an Olympic diver and resurfaced moments later swimming and jumping in and out of the waves similar to a dolphin, the rapid waters not bothering her in the slightest. "And she called me crazy." Lydia stated through her teeth, slightly annoyed. Beetlejuice then extended his hand out to her from just beyond the cliff and said in an obviously fake British accent, "Your chariot awaits, madam." When Lydia looked up to her guardian ghost, he was floating in mid air over the ravine with his right hand extended to Lydia and his left hand behind his back. Reluctantly, Lydia took Beetlejuice's hand with her own right hand and he clutched it just before he pulled her off of the cliff. Rather than falling to her doom she found herself weightless and standing on the air as if it were the floor. "Oh, what most girls wouldn't give for this?" She joked and the two of them stepped down and imaginary staircase down to the rapid waters below.

Once they were close enough to the water, Sierra jumped up and snagged Lydia out of the air and dove with her into the water, leaving Beetlejuice behind to wait and look out for the guards. When Sierra said that she was a fast swimmer, she wasn't kidding. She swam with the current at nearly double its speed and by passed the entrance in a matter of seconds. The water was near freezing and was capable of sucking the breath out of any creature that dove in. But Sierra endured greatly the water's temperatures and proved to even be able to breathe underwater. After bypassing the entrance, Sierra sharply turned around and began swimming against the current easily. She then surfaced to give her friend some air to breath and Lydia took in as many gasps as she could with her chest tightening up from the cold water. Just ahead, a wall that came completely down into the water, save-it-be a small gap for the current to push through, was stationed in front of them. Sierra swam the best she could through the wall's opening and into the castle's interior. Inside a large pool of water filtered into several channels that were pushed along with conveyor belts and water wheels. Inside the castle was not much better than in the water itself. Sierra hoisted Lydia up onto the cold, damp stone floor and then splashed back into the water to fetch Beetlejuice. Shivering and wet, Lydia huddled herself into the nearest corner and did the best to warm her body up with little success.

Moments later, Sierra and Beetlejuice surfaced from inside the water system. All three of them now cold and wet, Beetlejuice spoke first. "I ssssssupose wwwwe should wwwwwarm up bbbbbbefore cccccccontinuing?" "Ggggggot any ththththing to make a fffffire in ththththoes bottttomless pppppockets of yours?" Lydia remarked still shivering. Beetlejuice then reached into his coat pockets and pulled out what looked like a kerosene lantern and some matches. He fumbled a tiny bit with the matches but eventually lit the lantern and its flame began to produce both its light and its heat for the three of them. He then pulled out a single towel from his right side pocket and said, "Thththtis will help us dddddry off." Suddenly the water from Beetlejuice's body began evaporating where he sat. "Literal translation. You know I love it." He stated while warming up. Sierra snagged the dry towel from him and began patting her own body dry. "Yyyy'all got my clothes for me?" She then asked him. Beetlejuice, still annoyed, reached into his inner coat pocket and brought out Sierra's outfit that she had chosen for the journey and handed them to her. She quickly located a nook for which she could change in privacy.

Lydia then snagged the towel from where Sierra placed it on the ground and began to dry her hair with it. "It's too bad I can't take this wet thing off and change clothes." She complained referring to the spider silk. However, when she grabbed it to wring it out, it was perfectly dry like it had never touched water. "Deadly voo!" She exclaimed. "Wow, that thing never fails to amaze." Beetlejuice stated from witnessing that phenomenon. "So what exactly is the spider silk?" Sierra asked returning with her outfit on her body and her swimming suit in her hands. She wrung out as much water as she could while making her way back to the kerosene lantern. She handed them to Beetlejuice and he finally retorted, "What do I look like, your personal baggage?" Suddenly his body morphed in to a black and white striped suitcase with his eyes and mouth on the front. "I can see how this literal translation stuff is going to be a bother." He retorted picking his words carefully. He morphed himself back to his original form and finally gave in, "Fine, I'll carry your stupid clothes."

Lydia chuckled slightly at her guardian ghost's humility and then answered Sierra's question about the spider silk. "The thing is, we don't actually know too much about it ourselves. All I've been told was that it's this red robe that appears every time I pass into the Neitherworld, and that it protects me from harm." "What does that mean?" Sierra asked slightly confused. "So far it creates a kind of invisible shield when I'm about to get either hurt or killed." Lydia tried to answer without sounding clinically insane. Suddenly, her point was proven when a crimson spear lunged in and bounced off of Lydia's invisible shield, falling harmlessly to the stone floor. Each of them looked in shock in the direction the spear supposedly came from and noticed a sand soldier running back down one of the corridors where he had come from. Quickly thinking Lydia shouted out to her guardian ghost, "Beetlejuice, sick 'im!" Lunging forward and changing his own shape to that of a black and white striped wolf, Beetlejuice gave chase to the lone sand soldier, barking and snarling rabidly as he came closer and closer to the soldier in bronze armor. His barks and snarls echoed through the corridors and the two girls eventually lost his position. The sand soldier continued running as fast as he could to at least reach any of his superiors to relay his information about the intruders. He was just about to round another corner to try and loose the beast behind him when Beetlejuice tackled him at the waist, taking him to the stone floor. The moment the soldier's head struck the stone, the entire physical form of the creature dispersed into dust all except for a singly light blue ball of soft light that had a small essence of blue flames to it. The ball of light dissipated only seconds after the sand had settled on the stone floor.

To find his way back, Beetlejuice stayed in his wolf form and began sniffing the air for his own scent, which wasn't hard to find despite the damp air. The two girls had gotten worried about Beetlejuice when they heard some strange clicking noises coming from the direction of where the guardian ghost had given chase. A few moments of tension followed until Beetlejuice emerged in his wolf form sniffing the air. The strange noises had been coming from his wolf nails clicking against the stone surface. He morphed back to his original form the moment he was able to see the two girls and sat back down amongst them. "Quick thinking, Lyds." Beetlejuice commented to the black haired human. "That was close." She responded. "At least he left us something to fight back with." Sierra added picking up the crimson spear off of the stone floor.

"I hope you know how to use that thing." Lydia said to the Atlantian woman. Sierra's gaze followed the spear from the tip of the blade, all the way down to the end of the shaft. The spear held on it a ruby red spear blade that was approximately six inches in length, and a blood red shaft that was around one and a quarter inches in diameter and around five and a half feet long. The end of the shaft was decorated with a silver ring around the end and a round black jewel imbedded into the very end. Other than that the spear was void of any special decorations or designs. "Not a clue." Sierra finally answered Lydia. "You?" She then turned to the human girl. "The only thing I know about spears is that the sharp end points away from you." Was Lydia's answer. The two girls then turned their gaze to Beetlejuice. "Don't look at me. The only fighting I know how to do is 'scare tactics'." He joked. "Beetlejuice!" Lydia sighed. "Look, none of us actually know too much about these 'war strategies'. Just grip the spear and stick it into any sand soldier that comes your way. We'll have to wing it from here on." He stated. The moment he finished his sentence a large dragon wing appeared on his left shoulder blade and a pure white angel wing on his right. Noticing the two different wings on his back he sarcastically retorted, "Oh great! I get a choice." The wings then folded back into his back and vanished. "Great. How are we going to find the dungeons?" Sierra asked holding on to the spear with both hands. "That's where I come in." Beetlejuice announced. "Just follow me." And with that he began making his way through the labyrinth that made up the castle's water system.

Streams that were pushed along by conveyer belts with paddles on them were lined throughout most of the corridors. Other areas used water wheels with cups to bring the water to higher levels. The trio continued traveling for around twenty minutes when they at last reached a small staircase of six stairs leading up to a dark colored wooden door. "Ah, here we are. Almost thought I got us lost there for a minute." Beetlejuice remarked as he approached the door. Instead of a handle, the door had on it a large ring for pulling on. Beetlejuice placed his hands on the side of the door with the ring on it and bushed against the wood. The door began to shift and swing slowly inward only to reveal three other sand soldiers awaiting the return of their comrade. It was all Beetlejuice could do to simply smile and say, "Eh, he. Wrong door" while waving the fingers on his right hand at them.

The three sand soldiers each had with them, a crimson spear and each thrust the sharp end at Beetlejuce. Sensing his demise, he closed his eyes and awaited the piercing pain to shoot through his body. When it never came he opened his eyes to see Lydia standing in front of him and the three guards being thrown backward from the spider silk's protective shield. "Thanks Lyds." He said as he exhaled a sigh of relief. Sierra stepped in from behind the two and leisurely thrust the sharp end of her spear into each of the sand soldiers, one at a time, while they remained unconscious. Each had their body's disintegrate into piles of sand and each of them released a similar ball of light blue flames that evaporated only seconds after the sand settled to the ground. "What were those?" Lydia asked referring to the balls of blue flame. "I don't really know. All of Naria's sand creatures do that other than sand worms." Beetlejuice answered her. Lydia turned her gaze to Sierra to possibly find the answer to her question, but the Atlantian simply shrugged her shoulders at her.

"It's the essence of the lost soul used to bind the sand together and give it life." A dark handsome voice said a distance away from them. "Zut alores! Iz zat Lydia's voice I ear?" Another familiar voice with a thick French accent exclaimed in the same direction. "It must be. But who is that with her?" A third voice with a thick New York accent added. Hearing the three familiar voices she was hoping to hear, Lydia jumped from her joy and dashed toward the three people she came to rescue.

"Guys. You're all alive!" She exclaimed. "Looks like the spider silk has served you well so far." The man with the horns calmly stated to her. "Yes it has. It's already saved me a few times." Lydia responded happily. As Beetlejuice made his way into the light he recognized two of the three prisoners. "Jacques LaLean and Ginger Araknei. I wondered what happened to you guys." He stated rather surprised. "Beatleguice? Zo you finallie crawled out of ole and ztoped feeling zorry for youzelf." The skeleton remarked sarcastically. Lydia interrupted before Beetlejuice could make his next comeback, "Wait, you know these two?" "Yah, they were my neighbors at the Road House. The French skeleton is Jacques LaLean and the dancing spider happens to be Ginger Araknei." He answered her. "And what's your name handsome?" Sierra asked swooning over the man with the horns. He answered her seriously and slightly cold, "Aldar, Aldar Rosedale." "Sierra Atlantia." She introduced herself trying to sound sexy. "I didn't know her last name was Atlantia" Beetlejuice stated under his breath. "Why, what's that mean?" Lydia asked curiously. "It means that she was a member of the royal family of Atlantis." Beetlejuice responded to her. Surprised, Lydia's eyes widened as she returned her gaze to her Atlantian friend.

End of Episode 7