It was an early July morning and Urbana woke up in her room. It was quiet and the sun hadn't risen yet. Gizmo wasn't up playing on Urbana's laptop and she didn't hear Angela, Broadway, or Hazel galivanting through the hallways trying to catch Hazel who, despite not being very good at flying yet, keeps trying to climb and fly as much as she possibly can which usually gets her stuck in strange situations. Like one night Urbana came home from work to find Hazel swinging from the chandeliers in the entrance hallway while giggling like a mad lad with Raven and Red with her no less.

Urbana picked up her phone to see what time it was, but her phone was glitchy and garbled and she couldn't read anything. She sighed and sat her phone down, sad that she was going to have to get a new phone. She got out of bed and went straight for her bathroom as she thought about getting a regular flip phone instead of the old touch screen phone that she owns, when she stepped into her bathroom, her foot fell through the floor and she was falling to the ground from a dizzying height. The wind rushing past her ears made her eyes water. Her screams muted by the speeding wind as she accelerated faster to the ground. As soon as Urbana hit the hard earth, she woke up in her bed.

Breathing heavily, Urbana looked around her dark room. It was quiet and the sun hadn't risen yet. Gizmo wasn't up and she could hear no one else being up. Urbana breathed a sigh of relief and picked up her phone to see what time it was. Her phone was glitchy and garbled and she couldn't read anything. She sighed with annoyance then lightly tossed it back onto her nightstand and got out of bed, feeling like having some mint tea. As she opened her bedroom door, a human sized, blood red spider stood before her. Before Urbana had time to slam the door shut, the giant spider lunged at her and got on top of her. She struggled and screamed with all her might, but the spider was already wrapping her legs up in webbing and with a force of strength greater than her own, the blood red spider managed to force its venom dripping fangs into her neck and shoulder blade. Then Urbana woke up in her bed.

Her hands shaking, Urbana felt where the spider had bitten her. There was nothing there, but she still needed some reassurance. Urbana went over to the covered birdcage to wake Gizmo up and tell him what she's been going through, to then uncover the birdcage and see a hairless, scaly, green, two-foot-tall creature with sharp fangs and claws and blood red cat eyes. Urbana saw that it was ready to pounce at her and she immediately covered it back up. Urbana jumped back as the birdcage fell off her fireplace mantle and started vibrating with snarls and the sound of claws scraping against metal. Urbana ran out of her room calling out for everyone to help her and telling them, something's wrong with Gizmo. As she was running down the stairs, more of the weird hairless scaly creatures appeared and were chasing her, trying to claw at her or bite her. Urbana made it to the kitchen to then see more of the scary weird creatures eating on the entrails of the whole family, their bodies limp and lifeless and blood everywhere, pooling and flowing like a creek feeding into a pond. Urbana gagged at the sight and before she could do anything, the weird creatures crashed into her like a tidal wave and started eating her live. Then Urbana woke up in her bed.

Urbana sat up in bed as she patted herself down and looked around. Everything looked fine and normal. She then picked up her phone to see what time it was and saw that she couldn't read her phone as it looked garbled and glitchy. Then something clicked in Urbana's brain and she realized that she was having nightmares. Urbana snuggled back into her bed thinking, the best thing she could do was just ride it out and stay in bed if leaving her bed is what's instigating the start of her nightmares. Urbana then felt her blood run cold as she heard the laughter of someone, she thought she'd never hear again, fill her room.

"Oh, Urbana, babe," Audrey called out as his vines grew out from the floor of her room, "I'm so. So. Soooo hungry. Won't you feed a poor creature like myself?"

Multiple bulbous flower heads hung over Urbana's bed, thorns like fangs glistened through the dark of her room as they dripped a sappy fluid like saliva.

Urbana covered half her face with her bedsheets as she stared at Audrey's multiple heads.

Then right in her ear, she heard him whisper, "You smell delicious."

Urbana involuntarily screamed and jumped out of her bed, then the multiple heads of Audrey pounced on Urbana, biting into her and sucking all of her blood out of her body and Urbana watched as her body quickly became shriveled nothingness like that one scene in Dragon Ball Z with Cell. Then Urbana woke up in her bed.

"God fucking damn it!" Urbana yelled.

Urbana hugged herself in fear as she looked around in anger. She then got out of bed, rummaged through her shoulder bag, pulled out her saber blade fencing sword, then, hesitating for just a moment, she slit her own throat. Urbana woke up in her bed.

"Okay, that didn't work," she said as she continued to lay in bed.

Urbana then heard another familiar laugh coming from underneath her bed.

"Pitch!" Urbana yelled out as she got out of bed then crawled under it, "You and I need to have a serious discussion, Mister!"

Urbana found no one under her bed but as she was looking around, something grabbed her by the ankles and dragged her out from under her bed. It was the giant blood red spider again.

Screaming and kicking the giant spider in the face as hard as she could, Urbana said, "You mother fucker! Phobias are easy to use on a person! You lazy nightmare, ass, no good boogieman, ass man!"

Urbana managed to kick the giant spider back enough to allow her to free her legs, then she ran for her bedroom window and jumped out of it. Instead of smashing into the ground and repeating the cycle, Urbana hit the ground like she was on the inside of a bubble. Then she plopped through the ground and sunk into a dark and sandy abys with gray lighting being the only thing that was letting her see her surroundings. Urbana took a moment to look at her surroundings and thought that it was beautiful.

She didn't linger long though, figuring Pitch would trying to force her back into her head room if she stayed in one place for too long. As she swam through the black and grey sand, Urbana tried to summon Beetlejuice, but he didn't appear. She figured as much, but she just thought she'd give it a go anyways. Then Urbana called out for Licorice, but she didn't show up. Urbana looked around as she swam aimlessly. She wasn't exactly sure what to do next. She knew that Pitch himself doesn't need to be under her bed to make her have nightmares, since his Nightmares seem to allow him to scare multiple children at once, but as an adult, maybe he's using more than one Nightmare on her…

Urbana stopped swimming, looked around herself, then started whistling and calling out to the Nightmares. Since she's never called out to a horse before, she called out to the Nightmares like they were dogs.

"Oh Nightmares! Nightmares! Come here girls!"

The black and gray sandy abys rippled and spasmed around Urbana, then four Nightmares appeared and converged onto her, running at top speed. For one moment, Urbana thought that she had just made a mistake, and inadvertently backed away from the approaching Nightmares, but then she remembered Licorice, and how intimidating she can be, but how beautiful, and loving, and majestic she is, and yah, these Nightmares aren't going to be exactly like Licorice, but they're all still Nightmares, and they have some similarities. Urbana moved forward with a smile on her face as she embraced the closest Nightmare.

"Hello," She cooed to the Nightmare. The black, sandy abys around them shifting to actualize Urbana's fears, but never completed their forms and quickly deformed, then repeated, "Now who are you?"

The Nightmare that Urbana was hugging was stock still, as were the other three Nightmares. Urbana felt like she was getting a premonition then said, "You're a child's nightmare fear of moving dolls and mannequins, aren't cha?"

The Nightmare whinnied softly.

"Mmm, yes, that's a hard fear to be, you're doing a wonderful job, I bet you've scared plenty of children, and I bet you've inspired them to be braver too," Urbana said, but then sigh and added, "But I'm pretty sure that the kind of fear that you are is also a phobia like spiders are my phobia, so I'm not sure how inspired your kids are by you… Oh well. I'm sure you're doing a great job anyways."

As Urbana spoke, the Nightmare's sandy black hair turned silver. Urbana went up to each Nightmare and embraced them. She learned that one was a nightmare fear of heights. One was a nightmare fear of murky and/or deep water. The final Nightmare was the hardest for Urbana to embrace since it was a nightmare fear of spiders, but she did, and she got to know all four of them. Her interactions with them made all of their hair turn silver.

"It's so nice to meet you all," Urbana said, "Can I ask for your help?"

The four Nightmares looked at her inquisitively.

"I'm still in some sort of dream world, right?" Urbana said as she gestured around at the black and gray sandy surroundings, "Do you guys think you can take me to Pitch so I can ask him why he's doing all this. Making it where I can't wake up and I'm haunted by my nightmares seems a little much for accidentally making one of his Nightmares go rouge on him, you know?"

The Nightmare who held the embodied fear of spiders came up to Urbana and kneeled low, so Urbana could hop up on her back. Urbana hesitated, but got on and the five of them galloped through the black and gray, sandy abys at incredible speeds. The farther they ran, the darker everything became, until there was nothing but the black and chocking sand. Urbana looked at her hands, wondering why she was able to see anything in this darkness, and saw that she was glowing gold, so she was astral projecting, and despite being somewhat calm, she knew she must be extremely stressed.

Then the five of them came upon an old, rotting bed with no one in it.

"Pitch?"

"You…" Pitch's voice, dripping with anger, said from under the bed.

Urbana hopped off the Nightmare and went over to the bed, then leaned down to look under the bed.

"You know, this is kind of funny, me talking to you under your bed," Urbana said with a chuckle, "It's like I'm trying to look for Gizmo or something."

Black sand was thrown into her face, making Urbana back away from looking under the bed so she could wipe it away. After she dusted her face off, she looked around and saw that she was standing in front of Susie, who was standing on a pile of dead bodies comprised of her friends.

Susie laughed maniacally, then said, "You're next Urbana!"

Then Ghost Vlad came out from behind the pile of her friend's dead bodies, with those Freddy claw hands that he used on her before. As Vlad pounced at her, Urbana made no move. Then Vlad passed through her and he, Susie, and the pile of Urbana's dead friends disappeared, and she was back in the inky blackness of Pitch's sandy mind. A few fearful tears slipped from Urbana's eyes, but she wiped them away as she went back over to Pitch's bed.

"Pitch. If you don't come out of there yourself, I'll drag you out myself," Urbana warned him.

More black sand was thrown into Urbana's face. After dusting herself off, the world around her was still nothing but black sand, but her father was on the other side of the bed.

"Why couldn't you be normal, like the other kids," Not-Bob said.

Urbana said nothing as she stared at him from the other side of the bed.

"You never should have been born," Not-Bob said, "Then Rosie wouldn't have died. It's your fault that she worried so much about you that her heart gave out. It's your fault that you made me, and your mother look like fools every time you decided to pretend to talk to a ghost. Why couldn't you be normal."

Urbana went up to the bed, gripped the underside of it, then flipped it up and into Not-Bob and he dispersed into black sand and disappeared. Pitch was now before Urbana. Crouched down low on his belly, like he was a crab. As he stood up to stand intimidatingly in front of her, Urbana grabbed his wrist and said, "We're going to have a little scene change, Mister."

Pitch looked at her incredulously.

Urbana thanked the Nightmares for helping her find him, with Pitch angrily snarling at them as they ran off to do their own thing. Then Urbana jumped up and broke through the sandy blackness like she was on the inside of a bubble, while dragging Pitch behind her. Pitch struggled the whole way, trying to get Urbana to let go of him, but he couldn't, which didn't make since to him. She was in his domain. He's supposed to be stronger than her here, even when they are leaving it.

The two of them entered a space with a clear blue sky with a bright sun shining over a grassy meadow surrounded by tall ancient trees of a forest. Urbana then let go of him. Pitch immediately ran away, trying to get out of the brightly lit place of Urbana's mind. Urbana sat down in the grass as she watched Pitch run in circles, like a scared puppy in a cage.

After a while, Urbana asked, "Are you done yet? Can we talk now?"

"I hate you so much!" Pitch exclaimed from behind a shady tree.

"Why?" Urbana asked him. Hand on her chin as she leaned forward, looking at him from across the meadow.

"You're afraid. I know you are, but you keep going, and I hate it," Pitch said.

"You mean, you don't like that I'm being brave," Urbana asked.

Pitch scoffed.

"Is it always harder for you to scare adults over children," she asked.

Pitch said nothing as he glared at her.

"Okay, your turn," Urbana said.

"…For what?" he asked.

"Ask me a question," she said.

Pitch looked like he wasn't going to ask her anything for a while, and Urbana was about to try saying something when he asked, "How did you change more of my Nightmares and how did you get out of the nightmare I created for you?"

"Well, to be honest. I'm still in the nightmare, Pitch. I can't wake up and I'm hoping you'll decided to let me wake up soon," Urbana said.

"Like I'll ever willingly do that," he said, "how else am I going to prevent you from changing any more of my Nightmares."

"You forcing me into a nightmare coma did not stop me from changing your Nightmares," Urbana reminded him.

Pitch walked out from hiding behind the shady tree, stomped over to her, then said, "How!?"

"I, honest to God, don't know how I'm doing anything to your Nightmares. I just talk to them and then poof, their hair turns silver," Urbana said, "Besides, if you hadn't of put me in this nightmare coma, I wouldn't have changed four more of your Nightmares."

"Yah, well you should learn to stay out of people's business, then I wouldn't have put you in this nightmare coma," he said.

"Then don't make your Nightmares chase down innocent people like those little tooth fairies. All they're doing is buying children's teeth," she said.

"I will not," Pitch said.

"Why," Urbana asked, "What's the point in you being an absolute ass to everyone?"

"I'm Pitch," he said as he gestured wildly to himself, "I'm the Boogeyman, the Nightmare King, the Monster under your bed. I put fear into the hearts of everyone."

"That's not answering my question," Urbana said, "You can still be all those things and not be an ass at the same time."

Pitch could say nothing.

"Do I scare you, Mr. Boogeyman," she asked.

Choking on his words he said, "No! Of course not!"

"You sound like you're lying," Urbana said with a small smile.

Pitch scoffed then turned his back on her. Urbana leaned back to lay in the grass.

"So. If you manage to make everyone disappear, Santa, Easter Bunny, Jack Frost, Sandman, and Tooth Fairy, all of them, and you become the main thing that makes children and adults fear the world, what will you do then?" she asked.

"I'll be the most powerful belief in the world," he said, his back still to her as he stood tall and confident.

"Okay. Then what will you do with that power," she asked.

"I'll make even more people afraid," Pitch said.

"But you can already make people afraid," Urbana said, "So what's the point in being the most powerful belief in the world?"

He looked like he was about to answer, but he faltered and slouched a bit. He turned around to look at her, seeing that she was laying down, and she waved up at him with a small smile. Awkwardly, he went over to Urbana, sat down, then laid down in the tall grass too. Urbana was surprised by that, but she said nothing. They both said nothing for a long time as they stared at the clear blue sky.

"When I wake up, I'm going to seriously look for a therapist," Urbana said, "Instead of putting it off like I have been."

With a smile he said, "I scared you that bad, huh?"

"Yah. You brought out things I've been shoving down for the past year and for my entire life too… I can't keep treating myself like this. So… Thank you for your help," Urbana said.

When she thanked him, his smile vanished, and he looked uncomfortable.

"Did I say something wrong," she asked.

Instead of answering, the world around them started to dissolve into black sand, and a bright white light shone into Urbana's eyes. As she went to rub her eyes, she felt an IV needle wiggle in her right arm. She looked around and saw that she was in a sunny hospital room. Jack Frost and Sandman were sitting in the corner talking with themselves as she heard her Aunt Jane, her father, Gomez, and Morticia talking with each other on the other side of the closed door. Urbana waved at Jack and Sandy who came over to her immediately, with Jack hugging her and Sandy taking her hand to pat it reassuringly.

"We're so glad you're awake," Jack said, "We came as soon as we found out what happened to you."

"How did you find out," Urbana said under her breath.

"Licorice found Sandy and brought him to you," Jack said as he pulled back his hug, "We tried to help you, but Pitch's sand had completely consumed you."

"Is Licorice here," Urbana asked in a whisper.

Sandy pointed out the window and Urbana saw the Nightmare looking through it, concern in her dark eyes. Urbana gave her a reassuring wave.

"How did you defeat Pitch," Jack asked.

"Oh, he just let me go," Urbana breathed, with a small smile.

The two Guardians looked at each other in confusion.

Then before they could ask her any more questions, the door opened and Aunt Jane, her father, Gomez, and Morticia walked in. Urbana was immediately surrounded by her family as they happily embraced her. All four adults fazing through Jack and Sandy.

# # #

It was the hottest day of July and Urbana asked Jim and Blinky if she, the Fenton family, and the Addams family could all come down to New Trollmarket to hang out and stay cool and the two trolls allowed it.

It was a busy day in New Trollmarket. Morticia and Grandmama were speaking with Blinky, with the ghost of Vendel following them, about creating an underground community garden comprised of eatable mushrooms, moss, and lichen. Maddy and Jack were in Blinky's study with Aaarrrgghh trying to learn Trollish. Gomez and Pugsley were running the circumference of the city as part of Pugsley's training/punishment; with Gomez wanting to make sure that his son is really ready to train as hard has his daughters do. Jazz was sightseeing in the city on her own, with the local kids sometimes pestering her with questions that she was happy to answer. Fester was currently speaking with NotEnrique about his chemical experiments and NotEnrique was telling Fester about his various cocktail drinks that he makes for troll kind. Tucker, Danny, and Sam were hanging out and were learning about what PyroBligst is from Toby. Lydia and Wednesday were having a romantic stroll through the city as they went window shopping. Lurch was babysitting the two one-year-olds, Raven and Red, while he was looking at some precious stones in the food court that were being sold like they were hocking fries at a baseball game.

Jim, Jake, and Rose were hanging out in the courtyard as they talked about their respective responsibilities and reporting to each other about the strange upset of magic going on. Fu Dog, Melody, Spud, and Trixie were hanging out with Claire as she showed off her increased control over her dark magic. Master Splinter and his boys were shopping for supplies and were making trades using things that Don has made or what they find that the Trolls can't get on their own. Steven and Bismuth were speaking with the hermit troll, Muck, the great builder that Vendel praised so much, about starting up a new building plan to help protect New Trollmarket from having another attack on them like what happened in Heartstone Trollmarket. Hilda, Grandmama's sister who owns the tailor shop on the surface, was selling handmade socks to Bagdwella, to sell to the troll populous on her behalf. If it wasn't the middle of the day, Broadway, Angela, and Hazel would have been down here with everyone else as well, but since they come down to New Trollmarket every other night, to socialize Hazel with the local kids, no one was too bent out of shape about their absence.

Urbana was riding bareback on Licorice, while racing Beetlejuice, Draal, and Angor Rot from the top of the large reddish-purple crystal in the middle of the city, to the outskirts, then back again. Beetlejuice was mostly winning their several races, with Angor Rot being the one that would win first place every other time, while Draal was always third and Urbana and Licorice could never even get close to second.

"Ha, ha! I win again," Beetlejuice cheered as he touched the giant reddish-purple crystal first.

Beetlejuice then started doing his mandatory, but not really mandatory, victory dance. Which just involved him wiggling his ass at the four of them while sometimes slapping it.

"Boo!" Urbana jeered with Licorice whinnying in agreement with her.

"Draal the Deadly refuses to accept being in third place," the blue, spikey troll said.

"Third place isn't such a bad place to be, Draal," Angor Rot said.

"That's easy for you to say, Mister, sometimes-I'm-first," Urbana snapped.

"Sounds to me like all three of you are a bunch of sore losers," Beetlejuice said, with a wicked, mischievous laugh.

From the Energon mining sight, the whole town could hear the Ground Bridge opening and from their vantage point, the four of them could see a few of the robot alien people coming in to do their weekly mining operation.

"Oh! This is perfect. Follow me you guys. I want to introduce you three to Cliffjumper. He's a ghost too," Urbana said before she told Licorice to run towards the giant aliens.

Urbana road up to the tallest guy, a red and blue bot who was really bulky looking like if he was human, he would look like an Olympic crossfit trainer.

"Hello," Urbana greeted.

The giant robot guy looked at her with his glowing blue eyes, then looked down at Licorice, then back up at her. Then he said, "Hello."

"Can I have one of the Prime's permission to visit with Jack and/or Arcee? I want to visit with Cliffjumper again," Urbana said.

A sapphire blue, yellow, and white robot came up from behind the big bot, and said, "Woah! Look guys, a flying human."

The other three bots came over to look at her and Licorice.

"I'm Urbana, what are all of your names?"

"I am Optimus Prime," the tallest of the bots said.

"Smokescreen," the bot who called everyone else over said.

A white and ice blue robot lady said, "I'm Chromia."

"I'm Bulkhead," a wide and dark green robot said.

A white robot with red and blue stripes on his chest said, "And I'm Jazz. Nice to meet you in person Urbana."

"The pleasure is all mine," Urbana said, then added, "Mr. Prime, would it be okay if I went to see Jack and/or Arcee. I really want Cliff to visit with some of my ghost friends, so he'll have some people to talk with other than me."

"You are also the human that had thrown up Dark Energon after helping Cliff, if I'm not mistaken," Optimus Prime said.

"That's correct," Urbana said.

"You may do what you like, but first I want you to visit with Ratchet and First Aid. Dark Energon is very toxic, even for bots like us. I want to be sure that you are completely fine," Optimus Prime said.

"Yes, sir, I can do that," Urbana said.

After Optimus called Ratchet and told him that she was coming over, Urbana asked Licorice to let her down and told her that she could go do her own thing after she was on the ground. Then Urbana and her three ghost friends walked through the Ground Bridge.

Her bones felt like they were vibrating after she exited from the Ground Bridge. Even Beetlejuice, Draal, and Angor Rot were affected by the Ground Bridge, but they all thought it felt pleasant instead of sickening.

The base was huge and looked like it was an underground base. Made of concrete and steel with a lot of ladders, but Urbana thought that it must be pretty small feeling for all the different bots she saw sitting around a platform with the sounds of children playing car racing games.

Standing in front of the entrance was a large boxy looking red and white robot wearing a blue visor.

"Hello," Urbana said.

"Hello. I'm First Aid. You're the human that Optimus told us about," he asked.

"Yes, sir," Urbana said.

"Follow me. Ratchet is already setting up the scanner," then he started leading the way with Urbana and her friends following close behind.

After being scanned and asked a few medical question, First Aid and Ratchet concluded that she was perfectly healthy. Both of them, especially Ratchet, were baffled that a human was capable of filtering out the Dark Energon from her body with such proficiency. They asked if she had any of the thrown up Dark Energon that they could examine. Now, any normal person would have said no, but Urbana knew that Grandmama had saved some of it for her potion experiments and she told the two medical bots that she could send them some tomorrow.

After that the two bots directed her to where the other humans were and the two of them left to check on some machinery. Urbana climbed up the two-story tall ladder, with Beetlejuice, Angor Rot, and Draal floating close behind her, to the platform that the other humans were on with the three different bots surrounding the platform. As soon as Urbana made it to the top of the platform, she saw Jack who was watching a little boy and a Japanese girl playing the racing video game.

"Look at you!" Urbana said as she went over and grabbed Jack into a head lock and gave him a noogie, "I'm so glad you're okay," Urbana then let go of him then looked around to see if she could find Cliffjumper, but he wasn't anywhere close by, "Is Arcee out?"

"Yah. Her, Prowl, Rodimus, Ultra Magnus, and Grimlock are out looking for more Energon so that the Decepticons don't get suspicious about why we're not as desperate for the stuff as we use to be."

"Mmm, smart," Urbana said.

The sound of a video game car crashing resounded and a Japanese girl pushed Jack out of the way. She had pink colored pigtails on her head, and she was dressed in overalls that she obviously decorated herself that was covering a graphic t-shirt.

"Is it true! Can you see ghosts? Did you really eat Dark Energon and survive! I want to see your spark," she said.

"Miko, back off," a twenty-year-old woman in an orange and peach colored dress said. She looked human, but she obviously was part machine with her glowing blue eyes that the other Autobots share, a blue plug-in like thing on her chest that looked like what the other Autobots seem to have, and her joints in her fingers were a lot like the Autobots too.

"Thank you," Urbana said.

"But really, can you take out your spark and not die," the robotic human asked.

"Hey!" Beetlejuice shouted as he made himself appear before the four kids and three giant robots, making them scream at his sudden appearance, as he continued to say, "We came here so she could introduce us to Cliffjumper, not so she can answer your annoying and invasive questions!"

Urbana covered Beetlejuice's mouth, then said, "I do appreciate your interest in me, but it does seem unfair for you to ask so much of me without even introducing yourselves."

"We're sorry," the little boy with spiky brown hair said as he put away his controller, he looked like he was nine or ten, "I'm Rafael Esquivel," then he pointed at the robot/human lady and said, "That's Sari Sumdac," then he pointed at the very expressive young Japanese girl and said, "And that's Miko Nakadai and you already know Jack." Then they all took a turn introducing the three bots standing beside the platform; Miko introduce the white robot with the green and red strips to her as Wheeljack, Jack introduced the red robot with blue accents as Perceptor. Then Rafael introduced his best bot friend, Bumblebee, to Urbana, Bumblebee said hello to her, but it was in the form of boops and beeps, which absolutely delighted Urbana, and on a whim, she said hello back to Bumblebee, mimicking him perfectly.

"Do you even know what you said," Rafael asked her while everyone looked at her in surprise.

"I said hello, like he did," Urbana said, "What? Is my accent weird?"

"No. It's not," Bumblebee said with his boops and beeps, "I just didn't know humans could mimic so well."

"Eh, I couldn't mimic things very well before, but then I died, and now I can mimic the sound of almost anything," Urbana said.

"Woah," Jack said with all four kids looking at her in concern, "You died?"

"I got better," Urbana stated.

Wheeljack laughed heartily, then said, "Miko. I like her. We should get her to join our Wreaker team, so you won't be the only human anymore."

"Wreaker team?" Urbana asked.

"Yah!" Miko agreed, then said with pride, "Wreckers are the people you call in when you want to win the fight in a tough situation. We're tough, we're loud, and we get the job done."

"Cool. It's good to meet you all," Urbana said, then Urbana introduce Beetlejuice, saying, "He's a dirty stinky man, but I love him."

"Don't talk about me like I'm a feral cat," He scoffed with a smile.

"This is Angor Rot. He's a troll that was proficient in magic," Urbana said.

Angor Rot managed to make himself appear before the four kids, just as solidly as Beetlejuice is capable of, but it lasted for about thirty seconds, but he managed to get out a hello.

"This is Draal. He's also a troll who's like the most amazing fighter ever," Urbana said, "He could snap my neck with one hand if he wanted to and I'm pretty sure I'd be okay with that."

"I'd never purposely hurt you," Draal said as his form flickered before the seven strangers, with none of them hearing a thing he said.

"I'm just trying to get across just how deadly you are Draal," Urbana said.

"I want my own ghost friends now," Miko said, starry eyed.

"I don't know," Beetlejuice said, "I have very high standards for my friends."

"I can play the guitar and I love Death Metal music," Miko said.

"Oh no," Beetlejuice then turned to Urbana and said, "She's meeting all of my standards."

Urbana sputtered into a fit of giggles at the look on his face as he said that.

Urbana and her ghost friends all visited with the three bots and the four kids answering any questions that they were curious about and they answered her questions in turn. Urbana learned a lot about what the Wreakers do and what their parents are doing and how they saw Cybertron. As Urbana was telling Sari about Steven, they all heard the Ground Bridge opening.

"We're home! First Aid. Ratchet. Do you two any help with anything," Arcee asked as she walked in with her group.

"No! We're fine! Just keep Grimlock away from us so he doesn't break anything," Ratchet yelled.

"Hey!" A lime green and lemon-yellow colored bot with a black head said.

Urbana saw Cliffjumper walking in, from the back of the group.

"Hey Cliff!" Urbana cheered.

"Urbana!" He greeted enthusiastically running through his teammates, who felt a shiver of cold electricity run through them, up to the platform that Urbana and everyone else was hanging out on.

Cliffjumper offered his hands for her to hop up onto and Urbana happily obliged. Everyone stared at her in shock, except for Arcee and Jack, when they saw her float up on her own like she was flying. As Cliff brought her closer to his face to be able to see her better, Urbana hugged his right thumb in greeting, ignoring the energy draining she felt.

"It's so good to see you again you red rust bucket. How have you been? Has your team been talking to you properly? Do you feel any side effects from being without the Dark Energon in ya? I brought over some friends I want to introduce to you," Urbana said.

"Good. Yes and no. No. And I can't wait," Cliff said.

All three ghosts congregated into Cliff's hands and she introduced them to him.

"It's nice to meet you all," Cliff said, "So. You're all Earthlings?"

Angor Rot nodded.

Draal said, "I think Stoneling describes Angor Rot and I better."

"I've been dead for so long, I'm not entirely sure," Beetlejuice said with a shrug, "But since I'm here, might as well be called that."

"How have you been, Urbana," Cliffjumper asked her.

"Oh, you know. Woke up two days ago form a weeklong nightmare coma where I kept dying in exceedingly gruesome ways, but hey I have a proper therapist now, so I'll have someone to talk about all that with properly," Urbana informed the dead bot.

"Considering you died once in real life, I'm not surprised," Perceptor said.

Urbana finally look around to find every bot in the building staring at her. Beetlejuice just noticed as well and tuned himself invisible.

Then in a loud whisper, Urbana said, "Cliff. Walk somewhere privet or something. I think I'm upsetting them."

"By Primus, how are you doing that," A red and yellow flaming robot asked.

"She just can," Arcee answered for her, "Cliffjumper's just holding her… Hey Cliff."

"Hey Arcee," Cliff greeted, and Urbana relayed his answer.

Cliffjumper was about to walk away with Urbana in his hands, but then Grimlock started lifting her up by the back collar of her shirt and then dropping her.

"Hey. Hey! HEY!" Urbana yelled as he kept picking her up and then dropping her into Cliff's hands, "Do you mind!"

"Do you want me to knock his block off," Beetlejuice asked her.

"Beetlejuice, no," Urbana said, "and you," she said as she pointed at Grimlock, "How would you like it if I did that to you?"

"You physically can't, though," He said, genuinely confused.

"Oh my God," Urbana seethed as she facepalmed.

"Urbana you're burning my hands," Cliff said. Urbana tried to calm herself.

The red and yellow flaming robot chuckled, then said, "Humans are so cute when they're angry."

"Oh thems fightin' words, bub," Urbana instantly snapped at him, "Turn into a car you flaming hot rod! I'll go Street Fighter on your tin can ass."

Beetlejuice and Draal were cheering her on while Angor Rot and Cliffjumper silently watched her, to see what she'd do.

"I will have to advice you not to try and beat up Rodimus Prime," a light blue robot with a giant hammer strapped to his back said, "It would be unwise."

"I'm not trying to be wise, Mister," Urbana informed him.

"I would appreciate it if you wouldn't though," Cliff added.

Urbana sighed, then said, "Okay. Since you asked."

The bots that were surrounding her looked between themselves and Rodimus Prime then cupped his hands together and scooped Urbana up into his hands, passing through Cliff's hands and through the three ghosts that were standing on his hands with her.

"This is amazing, she really was standing on something," Rodimus said.

"Okay! That's it! I want to go home," Urbana said as she climbed out of Rodimus Prime's hands and hopped back into Cliffjumper's hands, making several of the bots around her flinch to catch her from falling to her death, "Cliff, we should do this some other day. I just wanted you to meet my dead friends so you could have someone to talk to other than me. Let me make you a Spirt Ball first before I go so you and Arcee can chat with each other again."

The bots that surrounded her watched as she pulled a beachball sized golden ball of light from her chest. Then handed it to Arcee.

"He'll probably eat this before you two get the chance to be by yourselves, so hold it for him will you," Urbana asked, then said, "Remember. It'll only last for about five minutes."

"I can do that, and I will. Thank you," Arcee said as she gripped the Spirit Ball between her thumb and pointer finger.

Urbana then said goodbye to Cliff, hopped out of his hands, and Beetlejuice caught her and safely flew her down to the ground with her troll friends following close behind.

"Please don't go yet," Miko begged from the platform, "We still have so much stuff to talk about."

"Which will just have to wait until next time," Urbana said as she had Beetlejuice float her down in front of Miko on the platform. Urbana then pulled out a card and said, "Here. Have this. It has my address on it and we have meetings at my house biweekly. You and your friends can talk with all kinds of people there."

"Aaw…" Miko whined, but she took the card anyways.

"By kids! It was nice meeting you!" Urbana yelled before she hopped off the platform, Beetlejuice once again catching her.

They all said goodbye to her with Sari yelling playfully at her that she's twenty. Ratchet got the Ground Bridge running and sent her, and her ghost friends, back to the Energon mining sight/New Trollmarket safely. As the Ground Bridge closed behind her, Urbana saw Optimus Prime talking with Master Splinter and the turtle boys and as she got closer, she heard them talking about the Foot.

"They look serious," Angor Rot commented.

"Yah," Urbana said as she watched the two groups interact for a bit, then said, "Let's leave them be. I can talk to them about it next time I come over to Master Splinter's house for training."

# # #

It was a cool July night as Sam, Urbana, Tucker, and Danny were at the live Mystery Skull's concert in New York Central Park. The band had been playing their most recently released album for the past hour and were currently on break to get something to drink and eat. The audience decided to do the same. The four young adults sat on their picnic blanket while Sam got out the food and drinks from the picnic basket for everyone.

"Okay, a veggie and mozzarella cheese salad bowl for you," Sam said as she handed Urbana her food, "six shish kabobs of steak, sausage, and bacon for you," Sam said as she handed Tucker his food, "a hamburger with extra pickles, lettuce, tomato, onion, light on the mustard and mayo sauce for you," Sam said as she handed Danny his food, "and a fruit salad bowl with a side of tofu for me."

"Anybody need a refill of lemonade," Tucker asked as he had the large store bought two gallon container of lemonade in hand.

Danny and Urbana held out their drinks for Tucker to fill up for them.

"You know guys, this is really nice just hanging out with you all," Urbana said between bites of her salad.

"Same," Sam said, "and you know what. I think you guys made me a fan of Mystery Skulls."

Tucker and Urbana looked at Sam with unbridled glee as they began asking her questions about what her favorite song is so far and what she thought of the techno parts of certain songs and their way of parodying other genres of music. All the while, Danny was silently and happily listening to his friends and girlfriend talk with each other, enjoying the good food his Grandmama made for them before they all left.

As the band came back from their break for the final hour of the show, Danny sighed, his breath fogged, and Urbana saw it.

"Ah, mierda."

"Damn it."

Urbana and Danny said at the same time.

"What?" Sam and Tucker asked.

"We've got some ghosts nearby," Danny said.

"Do you really think it'll be those violent types of ghosts," Tucker asked, hoping to just ignore whatever was making Danny's ghost breath activate, wanting to spend a normal night with his friends.

Danny sighed again with more fog coming out than the first time.

Urbana looked up to see that the band was having a hard time with their electric devices and the stage lights were flickering slowly.

"We need to see what's going on," Urbana said as she felt the hairs on the back of her neck and on her arms prickle.

Tucker groaned.

Sam put a comforting hand on his should and said, "Hey, there's always next time." Then Sam handed him the Fenton Thermos and his backpack, then handed Urbana her shoulder bag.

"I feel it this way," Danny said as he got up and started walking left of the stage.

The three of them followed Danny around the stage, leaving behind their picnic stuff and the crowd of people behind as they walked further into the dark Central Park. They didn't venture out far though, as the four of them heard someone being thrown and had to quickly move out of the way as the hulking figure flew past them.

"Uncle Red!?"

"Hellboy!?"

Everyone said at once.

Danny immediately transformed into his ghost form before he went after his uncle, who had crashed into the backstage of the concert. With the not-so-distant sounds of screaming, Tucker, Sam, and Urbana peered through the darkness.

"Abe! Liz!" Sam called out, hoping that Hellboy wasn't alone in whatever he's gotten himself into this time.

Through the darkness, the three of them could see a fiery green glow floating towards them.

"Skulker?" Urbana asked as he became more visible. To Urbana, something wasn't right about him. His smile looked forced. His movements seemed puppeted and strained. His eyes were glowing yellow instead of green. And he wasn't making any kind of quick-witted banter or saying anything sassy. Skulker then flew at them to attack. Sam and Tucker were ready, but Urbana took the lead as she used her energy to fling him back.

"Guys watch my back," Urbana said as she went after Skulker.

Urbana then absolutely wreaked Skulker by shoving her arm down his exosuit's ass, grabbed the exosuit's tongue, then pulled the suit inside out breaking it to bits and exposing Skulker's true form, a little green blob the size of a soft ball with tiny, spindly arms and legs. Urbana picked him up and brought him over to Sam and Tucker, saying, "Yah, he still looks weird. What do you think is wrong with him?"

"This reminds me of that one time when Freakshow controlled Danny and the other ghosts," Sam said.

"But their eyes glowed red, not yellow," Tucker said as he was about to suck Skulker into the Fenton Thermos.

The three of them heard clapping and a tall spindly man walked up to them.

Then in a thick Russian accent, he said, "You put on quite a show there, molodaya ledi."

To Sam and Tucker, he looked like your average creepy old man. To Urbana, though, she wasn't exactly sure what she was seeing. She knew that what was standing before them was human shaped, but Urbana could see through the dim light that his skin seemed to ripple and squirm like worms or tentacles, like his skin was barely containing whatever he truly is. There was also an inviting glow about him, something warm and welcoming, but his glassy cold eyes and his deathly grin kept Urbana rooted to the spot.

Skulker, still in Urbana's grasp, started spasming and foaming at the mouth.

"Put him in the Thermos!" Urbana said, panicked, as she felt her energy being drained out of herself quicker that what she's ever felt him, or any other normal ghost do to her.

Tucker did so immediately. The Thermos vibrated violently in his grasp.

"Oh, a shame," he said as the sound of fire and ice exploded behind him, illuminating the background as more screaming resounded. The three of them could see six figures fighting behind the creepy Russian man as he continued to say, "Well, no matter. I have many other servants that can help me."

Then a dozen ghosts rose from the ground, half of them Urbana recognized from when she had that bounty on her head, the other half were random ghosts she's never seen before.

"Privedite mne temnokozhuyu baryshnyu," he said as he pointed at them.

Urbana didn't know what he said, and his face was completely darkened by the burning fire he was standing in front of, but she had a feeling that he wanted her, and she didn't like that.

"Ah, fuck, he's a Necromancer," Tucker said as he pulled out two pairs of electronic, metallic gauntlets, throwing a pair to Sam.

"Urbana, run to Hellboy and Danny," Sam said as she put on the gloves.

A random ghost tried to grab Urbana, and Sam immediately punched it away.

"Are you sure?" Urbana asked, still feeling frozen to the spot.

Tucker body slammed her to the ground as the Box Ghost tried to package her. Sam punched him away.

"Go! Go! Go!" Tucker yelled at her as he pushed her back.

Urbana scrambled off of the ground and ran in the direction of the damaged stage. She found Danny and Hellboy, with Danny using his intangibility to help his Uncle fish out foreign objects from his body as he was bleeding profusely from his bigger wounds. Urbana went over to Hellboy, took off her shirt and used it to help stop the bleeding from a big hole in his left shoulder and right side of his abdomen. Urbana filled in the half-unconscious Hellboy, and Danny about what was up.

"Okay, then call Beetlejuice," Danny said.

"What? No!" Urbana said.

"Right. Right." Danny said realizing his mistake, "Then what about the Ghostbusters?"

"Do you have their contact information?"

Danny shook his head as Hellboy pulled a flip phone from one of his trench coat pockets. Danny immediately took the phone out of his Uncle's grasp and looked through it, then used it.

While Danny was talking on the phone, Urbana turned her attention to Hellboy, "Oi, are you still awake?"

"Yep. Sorry. Just resting my eyes," He mumbled.

"Don't do that," Urbana said, her voice high pitched with worry.

"I've lasted this long, I'm not about to die now," Hellboy said, "How are you doing?"

"I may faint any minute now, but I just wish I had Steven's healing powers," Urbana said, then she realized that she could just call him over. After making sure that Hellboy had a good hold on the places that he needed to put pressure on, Urbana got out her cellphone, almost dropping it because of how slick with blood her hands were and called Steven up. She told him about what was going on and where they were and that he needed to bring in medical supplies as well as battle ready weapons.

Once Urbana hung up on Steven she said, "Steven and the Crystal Gems will be here within the hour."

"That's what the secretary said of the Ghostbusters," Danny said.

As Urbana was reapplying pressure to Hellboy's wounds they heard another explosion. Hellboy tried to get up but Urbana and Danny held him down.

"Don't move, you've lost too much blood," Danny told him.

"I need to get up. They can't keep fighting on their own like this," Hellboy said.

"They will just have to," Danny said.

Urbana could see how much it pained him to say that and Urbana could see how guilty Hellboy looked. Urbana looked up to see a full moon shining above them.

"Hey! Heeeey! Man in the Moon! We need help! Please! Send the Guardians! Please!" Urbana called.

"Seriously? You're calling on a fairytale man to save us?" Danny scoffed angrily.

"Have a little belief why don't you," Urbana argued.

"I believe the moon's just a giant hunk of rock," Danny said, "There's nothing magical about it."

Another explosion, and this time it was close enough to the three of them that it burned the destroyed stage and flung them backwards. Danny and Urbana got up quickly as they patted the on-fire parts of themselves away. The two of them looked for Hellboy who was trying to get up on his own and they immediately went over to him to put each of his arms over their shoulders. Urbana's hearing was muffled, and she could feel herself starting to faint, but she tried to stay strong.

"Well, this won't do," a jolly sounding Russian man said.

Danny and Urbana turned around to see North with over three dozen yetis standing behind him.

"Santa!" Urbana cheered while Danny was staring at the old man in shock.

"Urbana good to see you. Too bad about the circumstances," he said, "Here. Give him to me. We'll be able to patch Hellboy up."

Danny and Urbana handed Hellboy over to two yetis who had medical supplies.

"Are you guys going to be okay? It's a cool night, but it's still July," Danny asked as he saw their thick fur coats.

"We'll be fine," North said, "just so you know Sandy and Toothiana are helping Goliath, Jake, and their friends evacuate the area. Jack Frost, Bunny, and I will be helping out in the battlefield."

"Thank you for coming," Urbana said, and Danny repeated.

"You asked for help. We weren't about to ignore that," North said as he patted her on the shoulder.

Then the man pulled out his sword that was hanging from his belt, and yelled, charge, in the direction of the fighting with his yetis following close behind him.

As they watched them run in, Danny asked, "What are we going to do now?"

Urbana grabbed his hand, then said, "We'll face that Necromancer guy. Together."

"What if one of us become trapped under his spell," Danny asked, "I've been controlled before, and I'd rather not go through that again."

"I know. I'm scared too, but that man goes against everything I even stand for," Urbana said, "He's controlling ghosts, Danny. He's controlling people. The dead maybe dead, but they still deserve respect and I absolutely can't stand that."

Danny felt a surge of energy flow into himself. It made him feel stronger and braver. He felt like he could take on the world.

"Okay. Let's help our friends," Danny said, giving her back the same energy that he was receiving, making Urbana feel stronger and braver.

Urbana pulled out her saber blade fencing sword from her shoulder bag then yelled, "Let's get that bastard!"

Danny flew up and forward as Urbana held tight to his hand. The two of them quickly spotted Sam and Tucker being overrun by the controlled ghosts. Urbana's angry golden aurora held them back and Danny was shooting ghostly ice beams at them using his free hand.

"Sorry for taking so long," Urbana said, "You think you two can last a little bit longer?"

"Tucker my left glove broke," Sam said.

"Give it here," Tucker said as he unzipped his backpack to put it away.

"I put the Fenton Bat in Urbana's shoulder bag. Grab that," Danny said as he blasted away Youngblood.

"When did you do that," Urbana asked, while Sam dug through her shoulder bag.

"A while ago," Danny answered.

Sam gave the Fenton Bat a few test swings, then said, "You two are going after the Necromancer guy, right?"

They both nodded.

Another fiery explosion resounded not far from the four of them.

"Then we've got your backs," Tucker said as he punched his left gloved palm with his right gloved fist.

Urbana felt encouraged by their support and it made her powers stronger, giving Danny a jolt, and suddenly his left hand was alight with golden fire. He wasn't in pain, he could make the flame as big or as small as he wanted, and it didn't hurt anyone that was living.

Not having any time to really admire this new ability or figure it out altogether, Danny said, "Okay. We'll learn as we go. Did you guys see the Necromance go anywhere?"

"I saw him go that way," Sam said as she pointed past the flaming trees.

Urbana, Danny, and Tucker followed Sam through the fire, ice, and the fighting. Urbana saw Jim Lake Jr. fighting a man in a suit of green armor. The Easter Bunny and Liz were fighting a fiery thin person wearing a feathery bird skull on their head. Jack Frost and Abe were fighting a cloaked icy person wearing a long-horned cow skull on their head. Everywhere around them, were the undead, not just ghosts, but zombies, and ghouls and so on, with North and his yetis trying their best to fight against them.

The four of them found the Necromancer standing by himself as he watched the chaos. The human sized ice crystals were reflecting the fire's light into his cold, dead-smiling face. He turned his head towards them, mechanically.

"Ah. I see you've managed to survive so far, and you've brought Ogdru Jahad another servant, sister," the Necromancer guy said, "Well done."

"Shut up," Urbana said as she pointed her saber sword threateningly at him, "Let go of the dead!"

"No."

Danny then shot him with his golden fire and a golden arura encircled him.

The four young adults were shocked.

"Mne ne udastsya tak legko pobedit' drugogo Mrachnogo Zhnetsa," the Necromancer said.

Sam ran at him with the Fenton Bat aimed for his head. A black tentacle came out of his mouth, grabbed Sam around her neck, then slammed her to the ground, making her bounce with a sickening smack.

Anger. Pure and unbridled. Anger so intense that Urbana hadn't felt it since she was a small child, her eyes, her hair, everything shined a radiant gold from her being, and so was Danny. Their emotional energy looping into each other, making each other stronger with how much they absolutely hated to see Sam treated like that.

Without hesitation, the two of them flew at the Necromancer. Their energy was matched with his and it was a stalemate of wills as their golden auras ground against each other. Danny was firing his golden fire at the Necromancer. Five more tentacles stretched out of the Necromancer's mouth, making his head look like a deflating balloon. The tentacles slithered and danced like cobras ready to strike but before they could reach through the golden auras and fire, Tucker ran in and grabbed the tentacles into a headlock, his ghost gauntlets seemed to be short circuiting and Tucker looked like he was in a lot of pain, but he was holding them tight. Danny's golden fire was burning through the Necromancer's aura, but it didn't seem to matter. The Necromancer was going to overwhelm them, but then Sam was standing behind him and brought the Fantom Bat down on his rib cage.

More tentacles came out of the Necromancer, but they looked panicked, reacting only to Sam's pummeling of the Necromancer's body as he crumpled to the earth. His golden aura dimmed and flashed until Danny's golden fire burned through completely, making it disappear. The golden flames ingulfed the skin suit, if you can call it that, and the black tentacles. The tentacles shrieked and withered as Tucker struggled to hold it still while Sam walloped it to next Tuesday. The ground curdled as they continued to beat away the shell of a man and the monster within, the Earth itself rejecting whatever he or it was.

After some time, no one knows how long, they managed to burn, beat, slash, and strangle away the Necromancer. The four of them didn't relax though. Not yet. They looked around themselves and saw that the ghosts were fleeing, the zombies were crumbling, and ghouls were disappearing and the people that Jim, Liz, Abe, North, Bunny, and Jack were fighting were retreating not just because their dead back up were escaping, but because Steven and the Crystal Gems, and the Ghostbusters had appeared and were taking initiative.

Urbana let go of Danny's hand and the two of them collapsed to the ground with Danny transforming back into his living self. Sam and Tucker hobbled over to them and laid beside them.

"Oh, God. Is this how you feel when you use too much of your power," Danny asked Urbana, feeling emotionally and physically drained and unable to move.

"Yep, but at least we're still conscious," Urbana said, her grip still tight on her sword.

"I think that bastard made me crack a few of my ribs and then I broke them beating him up," Sam said.

"You're not coughing up blood, are you," Urbana asked.

"No. I don't think so," Sam said as she held Danny's hand.

"Okay. Good," Danny said.

"My hands hurt so much, I think I burnt them to my muscle," Tucker said.

"No" Urbana lamented, "Not your hands. You're an artisan with machinery."

"Yah," Tucker said just as sad, "I hope Steven can fix it."
"I'm sure he can," Danny said.

"So. Do you think we killed him," Sam asked.

"No," Urbana said, "Things like whatever it is, they don't just go away by a couple of young adults managing to beat it up. Whatever it is, it'll be back and I'm sure we're going to be on its blacklist."

"Then we'll just have to defeat it together again," Tucker said.

"Yah," the three of them agreed.

The four of them continued to talk with each other as they waited for someone to see them and help them. It wasn't long until they were found by Amethyst and Jim. Amethyst turning into a gurney with feet as the wheels for Sam to lay in. Jim threw Urbana and Danny over each of his shoulders and Tucker followed them from behind since he could walk just fine.

Steven was able to heal Sam and Tucker effortlessly, but he couldn't do anything to help heal Urbana and Danny who were both unable to move on their own. Urbana explained that they were just going to have to do normal sleep, eat nutritious food, drink plenty of water and have everyone send them their good vibes.

"Ugh, this sucks," Danny said.

"Yep," Urbana agreed, then she said, "Good night."

Within a couple of minutes Urbana was fast asleep.

*translation – Bring me the dark skinned young lady.

- You won't be able to defeat a fellow Grim Reaper so easily.