I don't not own Ghostbusters.
I own Kitty and Angie Reed, and Remy Safar
Thank God they had their headlamps on their heads, Kitty thought as she followed closely behind the boys as they shuffled through the abandoned subway tunnel below First Avenue. She couldn't had just stayed in the car – better yet, stay at the firehouse! No, she had to be all tough, all ''I'm going and their nothing you can say to change my mind"! She would like to go back and time and slap that little idiot. She was tough, but brave was another story.
They could barely see in front of them, shuffling their feet along as they tried to stay on the tracks, which Kitty never really got a good reason for why they were tripping and falling over the train tracks. She felt the hair on the back of her neck stand up, the alert feeling that someone was watching her prominent as she hung back from the boys. It was a truly weird feeling that she didn't like. She didn't like this at all.
"Ah!" Winston shouted briefly, falling over his own footing as she stumbled forward. It seemed she wasn't the only one on edge as Ray and Egon both shouted at Winston's shouting, scaring the daylights out of them. Even Kitty had to jump back, finding herself closer to Ray and Egon as Winston stood back up. "Will you watch you step?" Egon said with a bite. The creepy tunnel was getting to him too.
Winston flashed his flashlight briefly on the brick walls as they dripped with water, splashing down into a puddle that had suggested it wasn't the first time these walls had dripped. The splashing sound was interesting, as she could have swore that they were voices, saying something to her. He mind was playing tricks on her, she was sure of it, but it didn't take away the creep factor.
"I hate this." Winston whined, having looked over his shoulder a hundred times since entering the subway tunnel.
"According to this old transit map there should be an entrance anywhere along here somewhere." Ray said, looking at the ancient map he found between two book s at the library that one time. Not really a reliable source, Kitty thought. But still, she followed them through the Scary Tunnel of Death.
Egon waved around the Geiger meter, scanning the air for… Something… Egon was in too much of a rush to tell her anything about this one. Usually the guys are all ready for a lesson, but not today. She guessed that after having their lives threatened by spontaneous combusting photographs, there isn't too much time for a tech lesson.
"I'm not getting anything yet." Egon said, disheartened but determined as he kept waving the meter around.
"Well, at least it's too dark to see the cockroaches." Winston said, looking at the Brightside of the dark tunnel. Kitty had almost forgotten about that.
"Forget about cockroaches." Ray said, sending a mischievous look Egon's way. "It's the subway rats you gotta worry about. Big as beavers."
Winston turned around once more, now on the look out for beaver sized rats.
"Yeah, some of them can go four, five kilo." Egon said, joining in on the fun of tormenting Winston.
"Hey, hey, enough, all right?" His pleas for mercy where left unheard as Ray continued.
"Listen to them, you hear the behind the wall. Scratching. There must be thousands of them-!"
"AHH!" Kitty screamed, jumping and latching on to one of the Ghostbusters. In the dark, she wasn't sure who she grabbed, but for some reason she thought that they would save her.
"Something just touched me! Something - over there, touched me - over here!" She began freaking out uncontrollably. "One of those rat things!"
"There are no 'rat things' in the subway." Egon said calmly and uncomfortably close. She didn't realize she'd grabbed onto Egon's back, pushing him towards the spot where she was 'touched'. "We were joking."
"Yeah," Ray said, but still not letting up. "You'd probably smell those things before you felt one—"
"Just shut up about the rats!" Winston said, turning around for the last time. With Winston freaked out and Kitty clinging to Egon for safety, it seems the joke went just a little too far.
"Okay, okay." Ray said, giving up the ghost (get it?) and getting back to the reason they were there: the slime.
So far nothing slime related had happened. He'd even checked the walls to see if slime had been there to no avail.
"Hello?" Ray shouted down the long tunnel, maybe hoping the slime would shout out 'Here I am!'
"Hello?" His echo shouted back, the sound reverberating off the cold train tunnel walls. The four of them looked at each other knowingly, in all their years in New York, never had there been so few people so cause an echo, or not to get yelled back at for yelling in the first place.
Egon was next, as he shouted "Hey!"
"Hey!" His voice echoed back. It was amazing, they were scientist that captured ghosts for a living and they were playing with their echoes like children. Kitty thought she was above playing in the tunnel, but it just looked like so much fun!
Winston was next. He smiled before shouting down the tunnel, "Hello?"
They didn't hear anything back.
An unnatural silence took over the darkness as they waited longer for Winston's echo. The hair the back of Kitty's neck stood up on end as they heard an un earthly growl come from the down the train tracks.
"WIIIIINNNSSSTTTONNN…"
If Winston wasn't freaked out earlier by the talk of the rats, then he definitely was now that some creature had uttered his name in a threatening tone. He didn't move, stunned in place, maybe blinking a couple times but that was it. Ray and Egon looked to each other, seemingly ignoring Kitty as she clung to Egon's back like a frightened cartoon cat from the 60's.
The four of them turned around down the way they had just come down, thinking that if anything was gonna pop out, it would be behind them. Surely, it would be behind them. "Okay, I'm outta here…" Winston said, in his mind giving his final resignation. This was his two week notice as of tonight.
A bile odor seemingly appeared out of nowhere, assaulting Kitty and the boys' noses. It was strong, almost knocking the wind out of her as it resembled the smell of rotting flesh, raw sewage and a sweet smell that had no place being there. It was unlike anything that Kitty had ever smelt in her life. She thought it was the sewers below, but that thought quickly shot out of her mind as Winston screamed, turning everyone else around to see the horrors before them.
Hundreds and hundreds of dismembered heads where around them all at once, surrounding them in the tunnels. The sweet/rotting flesh smell coming from the floating heads as it waved over them, almost knocking Kitty out once or twice.
They surrounded them; they were trapped as the boys screamed over each other at the horrific sights. Kitty latched on to Egon, hiding behind him as she began to pray to which ever God was listening.
In a flash, the horror was over.
"They're gone." Winston said with a mix of amazing and relief, his heart returning back to its rightful place and a normal pace.
All of the dismembered heads had disappeared, vanished in the night as they had done their job: to scare the shit out of the Ghostbusters and Company.
"What the he—?" Ray breathed, surprised as anyone on what exactly just happened. There were no words to describe what just happened, and there wasn't going to be any.
"Before we go any further I think we should get our Proton Packs." Egon said, trying to be the voice of reason as he too calmed down after the strange encounter.
"Good idea." Winston breathed, as the four of them made their way back to the manhole they climbed down and back to the Ecto-One, where their was surely no dismembered heads. Kitty had let go of Egon and emerged beside him. Not trying to hide from the scary heads anymore, she finally felt good enough not to hide as she was soon going to be safe inside the Ecto-One. She silently vowed never to come along with the Ghostbusters ever again.
As the four of them made their way back, they began to feel the floor beneath their feet shake and rumble. The rhythmic sound surrounding them as the all stopped in mid stride.
"What's that?" Winston asked, his voice low and breathy like a whisper.
"What's what?" Ray said, hoping that Winston didn't hear the same thing he had just heard.
"It's sounded like a train."
The walls rattled again, knocking some loose mortar down from the aging brick walls.
"Uh-uh. These lines have been abandoned for fifty years." Ray said out loud, reassuring both himself and Winston.
"Oh."
Kitty followed closely between Egon and Winston, practically on their heels. She wrapped her arms around her body, holding herself tightly as she could feel herself shake. She wasn't sure if it was the temperature outside or if it was the fact that there was a rouge train around here somewhere that someone hadn't accounted for.
The rumbling seemed to get closer as they in turn got closer to the exit, a safe haven from the insanity that they were experiencing. The rumbling got louder, this time accompanied by the squeal of brakes on something heavy - unmistakably a train. The four of the stopped midstride once more.
Egon was the first to say something re assuring - again, mostly for his own sake.
"Probably in one of the tunnels above us." He said, urging them to keep going with his explanation.
"I don't know, sounded awfully close to me." Winston said as he looked up at the vents above, watching for a shadow of a train to help ease his mind. Nothing changed in the shadows above, but a light at the end of the tunnel gave way for new shadows below. The four of them looked ahead at the bright light, accompanied by the rattling Chug-a-chug-a noise of the train and faint silhouette of an old locomotive.
The four of them screamed at the sight of the train that wasn't supposed to be there. Ray moved off to one side, while Egon grabbed Kitty's arm and pulled her to the other, leaving Winston in the middle.
Winston screamed loudly over the sound of the train as he shut his eyes, saying goodbye to his cruel world.
It was to everyone surprise, and Winston's, that he kept screaming as the train passed right through him. Winston stood in place on the tracks, still anticipating death as she screamed his head off. Kitty lifted her head and watched as the white outline of the train passed over Winston like a wave, leaving him with nothing – not even a scratch!
Once the train passed by, Egon and Kitty made there way over to see if Winston was okay. Surely something had to have happened to him during all that.
Kitty went to Winston's side, checking to see if Winston was hurt in anyway. Physically he was fine, however mental might've been different story. His eyes bugged out of his head, he hadn't blinked since he got 'run over' by the ghost train. Kitty waved her hand in front of his face, but he didn't waver.
Egon knew exactly what to do to help Winston in his fragile state.
"I think that was the old New York Central City Albany! Derailed in 1920! Killed hundreds of people. Did you catch the number on the locomotive?"
"Sorry." Winston breathed as he finally blinked. "I missed it."
Kitty, doing her best to help out in the situation, picked up Winston's hard hat from around his feet. In the blast from the ghost train, Winston's hardhat blew off his jerry-curled head and fell behind him. Of course, he was too stunned to pick it up; you know, being run over and all.
"Something's trying to stop us." Egon said, turning around to look for any more trains that might what to kill them. "We must be getting close."
In looking around the tunnel for any more ghost trains, they all seemed to notice around the same time that they were short one man – a one Raymond Stantz.
"Where's Ray?" Winston asked, spinning around in place looking for the absent scientist. Kitty looked around too, frantic as evil little thoughts began to creep into her mind.
"Ray?"
"Ray!"
"Ray?!" They all start shouting in the tunnel, hoping that the ghost train didn't just kidnap their friend.
"Angie is going to kill me!" Kitty shouted, her voice slightly echoing off the walls. Right now was not the time for another spooky-head-trick thing.
"Ray?"
"Raaay?"
"Ray!"
"GUYS!" Ray shouted from behind them all, scaring them even closer to death as they all shouted. It was at the moment Kitty wanted to kill Ray Stantz herself. Screw Angie, she'd get over it.
"Sorry." Ray said, moving closer to the three of them as he announced "I found it!"
"What? Where?" Egon asked, forgetting about the 'something' that was trying to stop them.
"Right here, there's a hole!" Ray said, leading them to the river of slime. Egon followed side by side to Ray, while Kitty stuck back with Winston as he shouted about the packs.
"What about the packs?"
The deep sound of rumbling filled their ears - different than the train - as they followed Ray down the hole where the river of slime was supposed to be. After the way he'd hyped it up, it almost seemed too good to be true that the river of slime was really there. Regardless, they followed Ray as he led them passed a crack in the wall in the tunnel. The bricks and mortar had worn away from the hundred or so years of the train tunnels, making it easily for the four of them to make there way to other lines.
The four of them slid down the rocky landslide, weary not to run into the other one but to no avail. As they slide down Kitty landed in Winston's lap, while Egon fell on top of her, sliding face first into her shoulder.
Ray had already made his way out of the small tunnel, leading out to the old Van Horne Pneumatic Transit, the bright pink slime flowing on the tracks with its own current and everything. It would be beautiful if it wasn't so deadly.
The three of them followed close behind Ray as he showed off the slime in its magnitude.
"Unbelievable." Egon breathed, practically speechless at the sight.
"What'd I tell you? I wasn't lying, was I?" Ray said, gloating a little bit in the discovery.
Kitty's eyes widened as the slime bubbled and garbled as it rushed by them like white water might, it was crazy to think that all this was down under the streets of New York for this long and no one noticed it. Well, one person noticed.
"Do you realize how much negative energy it must have taken to generate a flow this size?" Egon asked, in shock by the volume of the slim. Winston just smirked and shrugged his shoulder. "Hey, New York, what a town!"
"Let's see how deep it is. Get a sounding." Egon said, as Kitty pulled out a small pendant on a measuring tape-like apparatus from her belt strap.
With the pendant in hand, she tossed it towards the middle of the current and immediately it got hooked to something. In a matter of seconds, she began reading off the numbers.
"Six feet." She said as the tape pulled in her hands, slipping out of control. "Twelve feet?"
"What?" Ray asked as he looked over at her to make sure she was using it right.
"I think something's pulling on it!" Kitty said as the reel began to spin faster and faster, pulling even more tape from her hands.
"Try to hold on."
"I am holding on! Something's pulling it—" Kitty defended as Winston tried to grab hold of the tape as well, but it was too strong even for his grip and slid right through his fingers.
"Hold on! Hold on to it!" Egon shouted as he joined Winston, holding on to Kitty and the tape to stop it from going down, or at least to pull on what was pulling the tape so far. "Ray, give me hand!" Egon shouted over at Ray as he just stood there in a stupor, much like at the museum while staring at that Vigo painting.
"What was will be! What is will be no more! Now is the season of evil!"
"RAY!" Egon and Winston shouted at him, pulling him from his own strange thoughts and shaking him out of his day dream as he walked along the side to help Kitty with her fight with the slime.
"Hold on!" Winston shouted over the rushing of the violent slime as Ray decided to join the real world.
"Come on, get the belt off!" Ray said, working at the buckle around her waist five seconds too late. The tape reached the end of the reel, pulling Kitty into the river.
"AH!" She shouted quickly before becoming submerged in the pink goop that ran under the city. She bobbed back up to the surface as the tape and her belt pulled her down the river, following the current under the streets of Manhattan. "Help!" She screamed, waving her arms in the air to the get the boys attention.
"Help me, you idiots!" Her voice echoed in the chamber as the slime current pulled her around a corner, disappearing from their sight.
The three of them stood there, stunned as Kitty was pulled around the bend, who know where. What could they do to save her in the river? It was at that moment the boys seemed to share an idea that made them all regret it. Ray was the first to act as he grabbed onto his hard hat with one hand and plugged his nose with the other and jumped feet first into the toxic goop, Egon and Winston fell in suit and they followed not too far behind, getting pulled along in the current and wishing that they would have just stayed at the firehouse.
I decided to skip the scene where the Ghostbusters ask Peter to come with them.
I just couldn't make it work, so I didn't put it in.
I hope none of you will miss that scene too much.
Hope you enjoyed it!
~pure