SORRY AGAIN! *dodges concrete blocks and shuriken throwing stars* I had band camp! And I'm STILL trying to get the flour outta my hair!

Well all I can say is that the end was a little rushed...but oh well...

Disclaimer: I do not own Ghostbusters. I only own Makenna

Enjoy!

"Are you okay, Makenna?" Peter asked his sister as he waved his arm in the air to attempt to hail a taxi. Makenna stared at her feet and didn't answer him. Partly because she wasn't paying attention, but partly because she didn't know if she was okay or not.

She was still thinking over the new revelation she discovered during her shower: She loved Ray. Should she tell Peter about this? He was her older brother, after all, and it was his job to look after her ever since their parents died.

No, probably not, she thought. He would turn into overprotective Peter and wouldn't trust Ray one bit. And besides, it would be awkward for him.

Peter was getting nowhere in trying to hail a taxi. Maybe if a beautiful woman called for one, they'd get better luck. She knew how some of the minds of cabbies worked. She stepped up to the edge of the curb and threw her hand up into the air.

"TAXI!" she called.

Like she predicted, a taxi pulled up near the curb. Peter glared at her as if to say 'How did you do that?'.

"It's one of the advantages of being a lady." she giggled.

"I hate you." her brother muttered.

"Ah yes, but you love me too!" she grinned as she opened the back door of the cab.

"You're lucky I can't hold a grudge for very long." he growled, a smile spreading on his lips. They slipped into the back seat, told the driver where to go, and the cab sped off to the firehouse.

The ride there was a very quiet and uneventful one. The only thing that really happened was the driver trying to flirt with Makenna. He had tried some corny pick-up line that had only ended with both Makenna and Peter glaring at the back of his head while his eyes were trained on the road, pouting. She just couldn't believe he had thought she would fall for such a dumb line. It was insulting the way some men thought that some pick-up lines were fool-proof and could get a woman undivided affection. Pfft. As if.

I'm certainly not a dumb blonde bimbo like he thinks I am, she thought bitterly. She just hated the fact that her trick to get a taxi backfired in such a way. It put her in a not-so-good mood the rest of the way.

When they finally reached the firehouse, the two Venkman siblings were puzzled as to why a cop car and an electrician's van were parked outside. They slowly passed them as they made. Their way to the front door. When they got inside, they could hear shouting coming from the basement. It was muffled, but enough that they could still hear what was being said.

"I'll tell you what's hazardous. You are facing federal prosecution for at least a half a dozen environmental violations. Now either you shut off these beams or we shut them off for you." said one voice, one that she had never heard before in her life. The other one was a voice she knew quite well. It was Egon's. But who was he arguing with?

"Try to understand. This is a high voltage lazer containment system. Simply turning them off would be like dropping a bomb in the city." Egon's voice shot back at the first. The two had finally made it to the basement door and had begun to descend the stairs.

"Don't patronize me! I'm not grotesquely stupid, like the people your-"

"At ease officer." Peter interrupted as they entered the room. There, they found Egon, Janine, and some other man squished against the wall where the containment unit was. Egon's head was turned to them, but his body was turned to another man with light brown hair and a beard. This man, Makenna supposed, was the man whom had been shouting at Egon. Peter tried being polite with the officer. "I'm Peter Venkman. I believe there has been a slight misunderstanding, and I'd like to cooperate in any way that I can-"

"Forget it, Venkman!" the bearded man shouted suddenly, cutting her brother off. "You had your chance to cooperate, but you thought it more fun to insult me. Well, now it is my turn, wise-ass."

That rang a bell in Makenna's mind. She remembered Peter telling her about the representative from the EPA coming in and nearly demanding to see the containment unit. This guy seemed to match Peter's description of him.

So this is the infamous Walter Peck, huh?, she thought.

Peck's attention finally focused on her, and his expression suddenly changed from a stern, angry one to a sly and flirtateous look. Makenna arched an eyebrow. He strode over to her and stood a little too close for comfort. Her shoulders hunched as she watched Peter's face contort in outrage.

"Well, hello there, miss." Peck said in a very unnervingly sweet tone that made her skin want to crawl. Her frightened eyes flitted to the three against the wall. Egon was glaring a blazing hole in the back of Peck's head, Janine's jaw had dropped practically clear to the floor, and the other man's glazed eyes were gazing curiously at her. "You look very stunning, if I may say."

In two seconds flat, Peter was in between them and pointing a finger threateningly at Peck's face. When he spoke, his voice was low and trembling with fury.

"Keep your sticky tentacles away from my sister, Pecker." he snarled. "Now what is going on?"

"He wants to shut down the protection grid, Peter." Egon spoke up from the wall. His eyes, usually a warm chocolate brown, now icy cold and hard. They narrowed at Peck, while Peter's rage calmed down only slightly.

"You shut that thing down, and we will not be held responsible for what happens-" Peter was cut off by Peck once more, who had gotten mad all over again.

"No, on the contrary, you will be held responsible-"

"No, we won't!" Peter had gained the rage he had lost back.

"Shut it off!" Peck snapped at the electrician, who was staring wide eyed at all of them. Hesitantly, he moved towards one of the boxes on the walls. Peter pointed at him warily.

"Don't shut it off. " he said loudly. "I'm warning you."

The electricians eyes flitted from Peter to Peck, back and forth nervously. Makenna felt a little bad that he had to be dragged into this mess. It had nothing to do with him, and it made her dislike Peck even more because he involved the poor man. It was already bad enough that the bearded man had instantly become attracted to her, but this was just ridiculous.

The electrician tried getting out of it. "Umm...I-I've never seen anything like this before." he tried to say something that wouldn't get the two opposing parties upset with him. "I don't know if-"

"I'm not asking for your opinion," Peck interrupted him rudely. He spoke with a calm voice though he was clearly agitated. "Just shut it off."

The electrician swallowed a lump in his throat. He moved closer to one of the switches. Peter stopped him with a hand on his shoulder in two seconds flat.

"My friend," he said calmy, trying to assure the man that what he was being ordered to do was a big no-no. "Don't be a jerk."

"Hey, step aside!" the police officer finally spoke up. He pushed Peter back from the electrician, and Peck nodded.

"If he does that again, you can shoot him." Peck said, smirking slightly. It looked as though he liked that idea. Makenna gasped at these words and then felt rage bubble up within her. She gritted her teeth.

"You do your job, pencil-neck! Don't tell me how to do mine!" the officer snapped. Makenna agreed slightly with him.

"Thank you, Officer." Peter said, dipping his head down. Makenna strode over to Peck and got right in his face.

"You shoot my brother and you'll wish you'd never been born!" she threatened through clenched teeth, brandishing a fist at his face.

Egon, Janine, and even Peter were shocked that this sweet and lovable woman could threaten somebody like this. They were astonished at how furious she had gotten. Obviously, they had never gotten the chance to see that side of her. They probably didn't even want to've gotten the chance either. She was scary when she was mad. They noted to themselves that Peck was probably going to get a Death Note. (A/N: Yay! Naruto Abridged reference!)

Peck, not phased at all in the slightest, looked at the electrician.

"SHUT IT OFF!" he snarled. He was really starting to get pissed off.

Realizing that nothing was going to stop this, Egon slowly moved away from the wall. He held up his hands and made a wierd face as the officer glared at him. Janine and the man followed suit, walking slowly towards the stairs. Peter tugged on Makenna's sleve, telling her to move and stand with Janine and Egon. She did so, wondering all the while where Ray was.

The electrician made his way to the switch. Makenna could see the beads of sweat forming on his face. Her heartbeat quickened as he slowly approached the switch. She slipped her shaky hand into Egon's, who squeezed it comfortingly.

The electrician gripped the switch carefully with trembling hands. He clenched his eyes shut, took a deep breath, and pulled down.

All the lights went off except for a large red one, which began blinking as a loud buzzing noice filled the room. Makenna felt a draft start to pick up as her hair began floating around her face. She stared with wide, terrified eyes as the electrician whispered "Ohh...shit."

Peck's eyes went wide as he began to get scared too. A surging noise told them that something was going on and they needed to get out, NOW.

Makenna felt a tug on her hand as Egon began running up the stairs. She followed him and ran alongside Janine, who was gripping his other hand. They cleared the stairs and turned to the right, running for the door. A strange, white light was coming from the basement when she looked back. She could see Peter, Peck, the electrician, and the cop all running behind her as she whipped her head around to watch in front of her.

"CLEAR THE BUILDING!" Egon yelled. She yelled a high-pitched, terrified scream that was slightly drowned out by the surging noise.

Finally, they broke out of the building and ran a good few feet away from it. The strange man barely made it out before Makenna heard a very disturbing noise coming from the depths of the firehouse. She let go of Egon's hand and stepped closer to her brother as a much louder soung penetrated their eardrums.

BOOM!

An angry smoke cloud rose to the sky as a large, gaping hole was blasted through the roof of the firehouse There seemed to be like an invisible shock wave coming through as hot air rushed over them, blowing Makenna's hair back. She clenched her eyes shut and gripped at the pendant of her mother's necklace. Her hair whipped out behind her with the flash winds. The crowd that gathered was screaming and yelling at the chaos that was. Sparks showered over them all as a fire truck and four more police cars appeared. She opened her eyes and looked up to see huge surges of red, orange, yellow, and white lights shooting up into the sky. It was the ghosts busting out of the containment unit and escaping to freedom.

"Oh my god..." Makenna trailed off as the chaos continued. She could hear the strange man yell something along the lines of "This is it! This is the sign!"

"Yeah, it's a sign alright!" Janine yelled back, shielding her face from the sparks and flash winds. "Going out of business!"

"What are we going to do now, Pete?" Makenna asked her older brother over the noise of the crowd.

"I don't know, 'Kenna..." he replied.

The fire truck began spraying water at the firehouse. The water also misted over the crowd, getting everyone's hair wet. Makenna's hair curled up more than usual and turned a darker honey color. Egon's hair had gotten all curly too, and Peter's looked like his was falling out, because it was so thin.

Suddenly, Makenna heard the familiar siren of the Ecto-1 approaching. Winston was back. And so was Ray.

"Ray and Winston are back!" she sighed, glad that Ray was back. She saw the car stop abruptly behind a crowd, and the two men got out of it. Ray looked horrified at the huge mess and ran a hand through his tousled brown hair, mouthing "Oh shit!" to himself. Winston's jaw dropped as he stared wide-eyed at the commotion.

"Ray!" she shouted, hoping he could hear her over the screaming. His gaze fell on her, telling her he must have heard her, and he automatically broke into a run. She began sprinting towards him, yelling his name frantically. There was a short distance to run, and she quickly reached him. When she did, she launched herself into his arms.

"Makenna, what happened?" he asked as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tightly against him.

"I don't know. But it was terrifying. Oh Ray, I-" she broke off as Peter and Egon found them.

"What happened?" he asked them. Egon pointed behind him at Peck, who was having a heated discussion with a few poice officers. The physicist's eyes narrowed at the man.

"Storage facility blew." he said, and then his tone of voice turned disgusted and angered. "He shut off the protection grid."

Ray lifted one hand from around Makenna to do a face-palm. "Oh great," he moaned.

"That's bad, isn't it?" Winston asked, not getting any of what they were talking about and wanting to clear it up.

"Yeah." Ray said flatly. Makenns nestled her head into his shoulder, closing her eyes tightly again.

"I was scared, Ray. All this was happening, and I didn't know where you guys were-"

"Where's the Keymaster?" Peter suddenly yelled, interrupting his sister. Her head shot up, confused. Ray looked confused too, and he turned to her.

"Oh shit!" Egon swore loudly, looking around him.

"Who's the Keymaster?" Ray asked Makenna. She shook her head and tried the best to shrug. She didn't even get a chance to speak before Egon tapped them both quickly on the shoulder, breaking into a run.

"Come on!" he yelled, searching frantically around them. It dawned on Makenna that the short, strange man from earlier was nowhere to be found.

So he must be the Keymaster, she thought.

Ray let go of her and took her hand, running off after Egon and Peter. Winston followed closely behing them. They almost made it halfway down the street when they came face-to-face with a soaked, angry-as-hell Walter Peck.

"HOLD IT!" he yelled hoarsly in their faces. He was accompanied by about three cops. He pointed a finger at Egon, his eyes blazing with fury. "I want this man arrested! Captain, these people are in criminal violation of the Environmental Protection Act! And this explosion is the direct result of it!"

"YOUR MOTHER!" Egon snarled, lunging at Peck to sock him harshly in the face. He had had it. He was pissed off at Peck for causing the explosion, even after they warned him about it. He was pissed off at the bearded man for trying to flirt with Makenna, his best friend. And he was pissed off at the scum-bag (aka Peck) for calling them criminals while making himself look like the hero. It was unfair and unjust. It was an outrage. A disgrace.

Cops swarmed from all sides, grabbing ahold of each of them and dragging them to separate cop cars. Makenna felt Ray's hand being torn from hers as two cops yanked her away.

"NO! KEEP YOU SLIMY PAWS OFF ME! RAY! PETER!" she screamed, kicking and squirming to get free.

"HEY! KEEP YOU HANDS OFF OF MY SISTER!" Peter howled as he dragged his feet on the pavement.

"MAKENNA! NO! LET HER GO!" Ray shouted, horrified. He managed to spring free from the three cops flanking him and ran at her, managing to pull her out of the mess. He pulled her tightly to him ang captured her in a near death grip. It apparently wasn't strong enough, because the cops were pulling the two away from each other.

Makenna fought the cops, kicking and screaming Ray's and Peter's names, thrashing about and dragging her feet. But all resistance was proved to be in vain as they stuffed her in the back seat of a cop car and locked the door. And later she was thrown into a jail cell at the women's prison. She was alone without her friends. Without her brother. Without her love. Without Ray.

See? Whut I told u? RUUUSHHHHHEDDD! But oh well. I'm debating on a new story I'm gonna write. Should it either b a Left 4 Dead story (it'll b ZoeyxFrancis in the first game. U pick the campaign...tho not Blood Harvest. Sorry.) or a Naruto story with one of my OC's (Sakari, Ren, or a Next Generation story). PM me and tell me whut you think.

Also, I'm debating whether not I'm going to finish I, Melissa Spengler.

Until then my lovely readers!

~H.E.T.