Cobwebs Tend to Want Revenge on Halloween
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Chapter 35
Sally sat on the metal chair, clutching the chair legs nervously. She couldn't stand just sitting around while Cobweb and the others faced a tyrant like Alucard. Cobweb still hadn't transformed, which probably meant he would stand no chance against the shape-shifter. She couldn't stand it anymore. The rag-doll got up.
"What're you doing?" Melissa asked.
"We have to go and help them." Sally said.
"But how? What could we do?"
"I'm not sure…But we have to help somehow!" Sally took hold of her sister's hands.
Melissa looked unsure. After all, what could a couple of rag-dolls do? Nevertheless, she wanted to help the warriors, especially her Alistair. Melissa smiled at her sister and nodded. Sally smiled back.
"You will not!"
Both girls turned.
Dr. Finkelstein had a heavy frown on his face. "Jack and the others don't want you pestering them! Now, stay here!" He wheeled out of the room, muttering "Worthless girls…" along the way.
Sally frowned. Melissa nudged her and dug into her pocket, bringing out a few stems of Deadly Nightshade. Sally smiled.
"Hold on, Doctor!" Melissa called. "Let us make you some soup!"
…
Jack Skellington's eye sockets flickered open, hearing grunts and loud thuds. He sat up, frowning and looking around. What on earth was making that sound? And where was Maverick?
"Teacher's not very happy."
Jack turned his head, so that he was looking at Cobweb. The teenager sat, cross-legged, his hands clutching his ankles. "He's been punching trees all morning. I tried to talk to him, but he yelled at me." He glanced at the others before whispering. "And he used words I'm not allowed to say in front of you."
Jack's eye sockets widened. When Maverick swore was when Maverick was angry. Jack got up and brushed off his coat, smiling softly at a certain sorceress. "Where is he?"
Cobweb pointed in another direction and Jack speed-walked toward it. He pushed passed some bushes and foliage and stopped when he came across the thing he was looking for.
Maverick repeatedly punched a tree, the trunk having a large hole from the many beatings it was receiving. Jack tilted his head. "Maverick,"
Maverick didn't stop. He didn't look over at Jack when he said: "What?"
"Why're you doing this? What's wrong?"
"What's wrong? How about finding out I've killed my own mother!"
"You didn't mean to."
Maverick didn't reply, only kept punching the tree. Jack sighed and walked over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Maverick, please, stop. I hate it when you're in a bad mood."
Maverick grunted, but stopped nonetheless. He shrugged Jack's hand off and walked back over to the others. Jack sighed and sat down between Maverick and Shadow.
"Ok," Alistair sighed, holding something with both hands. "The only food we could find were these berries." He opened his heads and small, red berries fell to the floor.
Kranium rubbed the back of his skull. "Unfortunately…"
Maverick huffed. "You lot are useless…" He got up, making his way back into the woods.
"Where're you going?" Jack asked.
"I'm part wolf. I hunt for my food." Maverick replied, then disappeared into the trees.
"You don't when I'm cooking…" Jack muttered. Shadow giggled at him and scooted closer, resting her head on his shoulder. Jack smiled nervously, his cheeks turning a bright red. Cobweb and Alistair gave them looks and Kranium didn't give them a glance, seemingly examining his cane.
Suddenly, a large fish fell down in front of Jack, who squeaked in surprise. Jack looked up, seeing Maverick brush of his hands. "There. Eat that."
Everyone turned to the fish. "Oh…wow…" Alistair said unsurely, smiling at Maverick nervously. "You wolves really know how to hunt, huh?"
Maverick nodded. "We tend to." He sat down, cross-legged next to Jack.
"Do we…Do we gut it?" Cobweb asked. He looked at Maverick. "Teacher, you're good with these things."
"Wolves don't gut things, kid." Maverick replied, using the nail on his little finger to pick between his teeth. "We eat things off the bone."
"Well, we aren't wolves." Jack said.
Maverick growled. "Fine."
Cobweb covered his eye sockets as Maverick swiped the fish quickly with his fingernails, slicing it open. Everyone- except Kranium, who only winced- covered their eyes. Soon, the ripping and squelching noises stopped and everyone uncovered their eyes. Maverick had red liquid on his hands and he was wiping them on his coat. "There." He said. "Dig in."
Alistair and Cobweb glanced at each other worriedly. Jack shrugged and grabbed a piece of fish, setting it over the fire. Cobweb gave him a look that said: "Are seriously going to eat that?" Jack shrugged again. He heard Maverick muttering lyrics to himself. Jack's eye sockets widened horrifically when he recognized the lyrics:
I pledge my allegiance,
To all things dark
And I promise on my damned soul,
To do as I am told,
Lord Beelzebub has never seen
A soldier quite like me,
Fearing the worst, Jack lunged at Maverick, knocking him over. "Cobweb!" He exclaimed as Maverick thrashed about. "Show me your right arm, quickly!"
Cobweb rolled up his sleeve. No mark. No symbol. Maverick wasn't being controlled.
Maverick yelled out as he managed to push Jack off of him. "What're you doing?" He demanded the answer.
"I…I thought…" Jack trailed off. He'd rarely seen his grandfather so angry.
Maverick growled and held up a fist, as if he was about to punch Jack in the face. Realizing who he was about to punch, Maverick's eyes widened. "Just…leave me alone!" He yelled. "All of ya!" He turned and ran off into the woods.
Jack watched the retreating figure of his grandfather.
…
Maverick laid on a large tree branch, one he knew could support his weight. His limbs hung down, his left limbs on one side and his right limbs on the other. His eyes were empty. What was wrong with him? Why did he have to be such a monster to nature? He'd killed his mother, nearly punched his grandson and yelled at the people who meant so much to him. Maverick felt the tears build up in his eyes as he sat up.
What have I done?
Maverick covered his face in shame.
What have I done?
Maverick placed his hands, fingers entwined, to his forehead; shutting his eye sockets. How could he do all of these things? To his family, no less.
How could I be so mean?
All is wrong,
Maverick looked up to the sky.
What's wrong with me?
Spoiled all, spoiled all,
Maverick lowered his head and placed his fist to his forehead. He remembered Montarg calling him an 'evil brat' whenever he did something wrong and, when Maverick was little, that nickname would make him burst into tears.
Montarg was right, I'm just evil…
What have I done?
What have I done?
Maverick gestured into the direction of his crypt, clenching his fist.
Find my crypt to hide in,
In a million years, they'll find me.
Maverick hugged himself.
A new message written on my crypt
He leaned back until he was laying down again, his limbs dangling.
That reads: "Here Lies Poor Maverick"
Maverick shook his head, placing his fists to his heart.
But I never intended all this madness, never,
And I'd stop this fate if I could,
His eyes narrowed as he smiled.
Well, how could I?
He sat up, his smile reduced to a frown.
All I've ever wanted was to live a life that's great!
He sat so that his legs dangled off the side of the branch, resting his chin on his knuckles.
Why does nothing ever turn out like it should?
Maverick jumped to his feet, slapping his knee.
Well, what the heck?
I went and did my best!
He punched the air.
And, by god, I really tasted something terrific!
He hugged himself, smiling widely.
And, ol' Mav, it's time
Maverick threw his arms up as he jumped off of the branch, landing safely on his feet.
To kiss your sins goodbye!
Cause you'll no longer need 'em with Jack and his kid!
You won't!
Maverick placed his hands on his chest.
And for the first time since, I don't remember when,
Maverick drew spirals in the air beside his temples.
I've felt just like my old crazy self again
He curled his fingers to look like claws and made a scary face.
And I, Maverick, the Pumpkin King!
Maverick crouched before springing up, his long legs pushing him into the air.
That's right, I am the Pumpkin King!
Maverick jumped from branch to branch, using his arm to swing around a tree's trunk.
And I just can't wait until next Halloween,
Cause I've got some new ideas,
With another scary face, Maverick jumped off of the branch.
That'll even Jack scream!
He punched the air.
And, by god, I'm really gonna give it all my might!
Uh, oh! I hope there's still time to set things right!
Maverick gasped slightly. "Jack…" As he turned, he knocked into someone. Adjusting his hair, he looked up, only to gasp happily. "Montarg!"
Montarg stood in front of him, arms crossed. "Hello, small child. What're you doing here?"
"Montarg!" Maverick threw his arms around his teacher. "Montarg! You're alive!"
"Get off me, boy." Montarg ordered.
Maverick stepped away. "Montarg! How…Why…?" Montarg suddenly laughed. Maverick tilted his head. "Montarg…?"
"I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore!"
"Do…what?"
Montarg frowned like Maverick was an idiot. Light encased him.
"No…" Maverick's eyes widened when the shape-shifter was revealed. "Oh, no…"
The shape-shifter had shaggy, black hair and sharp, grey eyes. His outfit was similar to Alucard's. "Recognize me, boy?"
"You." Maverick scowled. "You. Killed. Montarg."
The shape-shifter grinned. "Indeed."
"Alucard put a shadow in your body. You're not real. You're fake."
"And you're not? A soul trapped in a fake body! At least, now, my brothers and sisters and myself can finally experience what shape-shifters feel when they've tricked someone into believing they're someone they're not." The shape-shifter grinned. He put his index finger and thumb to his lips and blew, whistling. The bushes rustled in the wind as pools of shadows developed everywhere, people Maverick recognized from the war rising out of them. Maverick's eyes widened.
"Scared?" The leader asked.
"Nah." Maverick replied, smiling at him as though he knew something the leader didn't.
"Why?"
"If you have that body's memories, do you remember this?" Maverick threw his back, opening his mouth as wide as it could go as he screamed in rage. His hair flew up into his spiky, flame-like style and his eyes began to glow. His muscles became bulkier. Maverick placed both arms by his sides. "Bring it on, fakers."
They all lunged at him in unison.
…
Jack heard his grandfather's scream echo throughout the woods and dropped his piece of fish. He looked over his shoulder, in the direction his grandfather had disappeared in. "That was Grandfather's scream!" Bolting up, he sprinted into the woods, ignoring Shadow's calls for him to come back.
Jack dodged branches and jumped over bushes until he came to an open area. His grandfather laid in the middle of a circle of bodies he didn't recognize. "Grandfather…?"
Maverick made no movement. His hair was down, Jack noted, so that meant he had transformed again. Jack began to worry. "Maverick!" He ran over and knelt down beside him, placing the body on his lap. "Grandfather…?" His voice began to wobble. "Maverick, please, say something! Anything! Call me an idiot if you want to! Please!" Thinking his grandfather was gone, Jack buried his face into Maverick's neck.
"J…Jack…"
Jack raised his head. Maverick's eyes fluttered open weakly. "Grandfather…?"
"Jack…I need to tell ya something…"
"Yes? What is it?"
"Please…Come closer…"
Jack leaned down. He listened as Maverick muttered four words:
"I see dead people."
Slowly, Jack raised his head from his grandfather's neck, staring at him confusedly. Maverick looked up at Jack, his face plastered with seriousness. Jack scowled.
…
Cobweb clambered over some bushes in pursuit of his father. "Dad!" He called. "Father? I think he went this way…" He muttered, pushing a branch aside. The sight he saw made his eye sockets elongate.
Maverick lay on the floor, Jack standing over him; stomping on his stomach. "I HATE YOU!" Jack screamed angrily. "I HATE YOU SO MUCH! YOU'RE THE WORST GRANDFATHER EVER!"
Maverick sat up once Jack had stopped. "Oh, take a joke!"
"Go to Hell!"
"Been there, done that!" Maverick exclaimed. The two turned away from each other, crossing their arms.
Cobweb stood, confused.
…
Maverick and Jack still hadn't apologized to each other, sitting away from each other.
"Just apologize, already." Shadow sighed. "Come on, this is just another one of your childish arguments. You fight and then, five minutes later, you hug and exclaim: "I love you, man!" to each other."
"Well, not this time." Jack grumbled. "He pretended to be dead and gave me a heart attack!"
"You don't have a heart!" Maverick countered. "Literally and metaphorically!"
Jack stuck out his tongue and Maverick put his finger on the bottom of his eye lid, pulling it down and sticking out his own tongue. They both huffed and looked away from each other.
Cobweb frowned. "Do you guys really think this is a good time for one of your silly arguments?"
"Yes." Both men replied.
"Well, it's not!" Cobweb exclaimed. "We need to get to Alucard's castle and beat the snot out of 'im!"
"He ain't in 'is castle." Maverick replied.
"How do you know?" Jack asked, looking over his shoulder at his grandfather.
"When I was beating up one of the shape- sorry, shadows, I ordered one to tell me where Alucard was. He said 'a field near the Twisted Hill'. God knows why he's there."
Jack got up and brushed himself off. "Well, come on then."
Shadow grasped his arm. "Jack, are you sure we should go now?"
Jack smiled. "Don't worry, Shadow. It'll be alright." He bent down and kissed her softly.
Maverick raised an eyebrow at this, as he was judging them. Jack turned to them. "Come on."
They nodded.
"I have a werewolf's sense of smell. I'll sniff 'im out!" Maverick exclaimed.
"I thought you only had that when you had your tail…" Alistair said.
"Nah. I've got my good sense of smell. It's the doggie-habits that I obtain when my tail grows back."
"Such as?"
"Drinking out of the loo."
"Ew."
"You'd be surprised." Maverick muttered. He reached into his pocket and brought out the Fusion Rock. He sniffed it. "This has got Alucard's scent on it…Ew…This smells worse then the loo I drink out of…Alright." He put it back into his pocket. "I've got it." He got down on all fours, pressing his nose to the ground as he sniffed for Alucard's scent. Picking up a trail, he barked like a dog and bounded down toward the direction the scent was leading to. The others followed.
…
Eventually, Maverick led them to a field, yellow grass and light brown soil everywhere. Maverick looked up at Jack. "Do I get a dog biscuit for this?"
Jack sighed. "Later…"
"Oh, goodie." Maverick chirped happily. He began to growl as clapping could be heard. They looked up.
Alucard stood, clapping his hands. "Well done, sorcerer. Beating up my cohorts and leading your team here using your nose."
Maverick got to his feet. "Alucard…"
"Hm? Oh, I haven't let you meet my team." Alucard grinned. Pools of shadows developed on the floor and people only Maverick recognized rose out. "Unfortunately, the magic that had been put around the chamber had destroyed some of the bodies, but some survived the trip. Oh, and look. There's one for each of you."
"There's five," Maverick pointed out. "And six of us."
"You didn't count me, did you?"
Maverick scoffed.
"So, who will have the pleasure of fighting me?" Alucard asked. "Will it be you, Maverick?"
Maverick's answer shocked everyone. "No."
Jack gasped. "Maverick, what do you mean? Who'll fight him?"
"Cobweb will."
"What?" Maverick's team shrieked, Cobweb being the loudest.
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Author's note:
Heh. Sally, Melissa, you crafty girls…
*Sighs* Once again, I've made a very bad parody of Poor Jack, this one been Poor Maverick. I don't think I'll ever be able to parody this song right…
So, everyone's shocked, Mav's confident and Cob's gonna fight Alucard! Who will be doing the butt-kicking? Cobweb or Alucard? And what about the others? Find out next time…