It was Halloween Night, and Beatrice and her friends were ready for the holiday, at Jennifer Amberwall's Mansion, Amberwall Mansion. Jennifer was standing outside, along with her two cronies Georgia and Tracy. Jennifer's costume was of Queen Amidala from Star Wars: Episode I: The Phantom Menace. And Georgia and Tracy's were of the Queen's handmaidens.

"What is taking them so long?" Jennifer said impatiently as she glanced at her watch.

"To be fair Jen, they've never been here before," Georgie said.

"Agreed, even with the address you gave them," Traci said. "It'll still be a while before-"

"This is ridiculous! Who couldn't just look up the directions on a map app?" Jennifer grumbled impatiently, clearly not listening to her two friends. Eventually, they did finally arrive.

Beatrice flew down from the sky in a flowing blue dress, as the Blue Fairy from Pinocchio, all the while humming a tune loudly.

A van arrived and dropped off Daniel Pakaru, who was President Theodore Roosevelt.

Followed by Jessie Bryne as a barbarian warrior, complete with an ax, and her hair tied into a braid coming out of the van.

"Finally, you're late!" Jennifer said irritably.

"Or, 'hey guys! I'm so happy to see you'." Mathew said as he also left the van.

"Yeah, I mean we're only late by a minute. That's hardly a good reason to- wait." Beatrice said, she then proceeded to scan Mathew. Far more thoroughly than would be reasonable for something a simple glance would indicate. "You're not wearing a costume," Beatrice said in disappointment.

"Yeah, I mainly came for the food. I've never really cared much for Halloween in general actually." Mathew said.

"Just take one of these," Jennifer said as she gave Mathew a masquerade mask. "Speaking of which, where are-" She was interrupted by a portal opening up. Out of this portal emerged Beatrice's old friends from the YSL.

Duncan was in his Gargoyle form.

Sir Meanqy jia Leeash was effectively naked, wearing no actual clothes except for a long skirt that covered his legs.

Felicia Uinta's costume was Queen Elsa.

While the Elven warrior Ha'deer did not have a costume. Just the same armor and mask that she came to this dimension in.

"Sorry we're late, it took longer then I thought to use my mom's portal generator. Long story there." Duncan said.

"And what am I supposed to be again anyway?" Sir Meanqy asked.

"Something that won't arouse suspicion... I don't remember. I just gave you that skirt so that people wouldn't ask questions." Duncan explained.

"I have been told there would be sweets at this gathering. Take me to them, for I hunger and care little what it might be." Ha'deer said curtly.

"Well... okay then. Come inside, everyone else is already here. Well before-"

"You're going to harp on this all night aren't you?" Beatrice interrupted as Jennifer's butler opened the door.

"Huh... I'll try not to." Jennifer said.

"Well, are you going to try, or do?" Mathew said.

"Oh don't you start," Jennifer said as she and the eight of them entered the mansion.

Unbeknownst to any of them, however, Cor'up, Princess Ha'deer's arch-nemesis was observing everything from a bush. "I'm here, but are you certain that I should not wear a proper disguise?" He said into his communications device.

"Nonsense, around this holiday the Humans don costumes. And to be perfectly honest, you look how most of such garbs resemble anyway. Moreover, this was your idea to break into the Amberwall Estate." Ty'raka said.

"Fair enough, but Ha'deer is inside. She'd recognize me in an instant. And my designs would be-"

"Enough! Not even Uraaka whines this much! Just get what you promised me, and do not speak to me again until you have acquired what you seek." Ty'raka said irritably.

"Very well... Cor'up, out." Cor'up said as he turned off the communicator. "What a grouch. Still, if I can find a passageway to beneath the mansion. I won't have to worry about unwanted attention." He said to himself as he searched across the wall for a way inside.

Inside the party was in full swing. Everyone was eating and dancing.

Jennifer was overlooking the party, making sure that everyone was behaving themselves. "Just keep yourselves clear of anything decorative. And you won't be thrown out." Jennifer said to someone who was dancing near an antique vase. "And Dave, leave enough for everyone else!" She said to Dave, who was stuffing himself with food.

"VIVA LA HONEY GLAZED HAM!" Dave proclaimed as he took up an entire plate covered in sliced ham.

"Georgia, if you will?" Jennifer said Georgia went after Dave to get back the excess ham.

"Jennifer... we have a problem," Tracy said as she looked at her smartphone.

"Is it something that can just be plastered over?" Jennifer said.

"You tell me," Tracy said as she showed the smartphone. On it was a live video of Cor'up sneaking through the Amberwall family crypt.

"Cor'up... that dreg still lives!" Ha'deer said, looking over Jenifer's shoulder. Along with Beatrice.

"GAH, how did you move without making a noise?!" Jennifer said in surprise.

"I have my ways... though if Cor'up is down there. It can't mean anything good." Beatrice said.

"It won't. No doubt, he means to use his magic to desecrate the dead within." Ha'deer said grimly.

"Then it's obvious what has to be done," Jennifer said as she threw off the Queen Amidala dress, to show that she was wearing the Padme Arena outfit underneath. "We go into the family crypt, and keep this Cor'up from doing anything with my ancestor's remains." She said as she transformed her right arm, the robotic replacement that Beatrice gave her into a sword.

"Should we get the-"

"No... No, this is my home. I'm not going to ask guests to possibly put their lives on the line. Now follow me." Jennifer said.

Eventually, the three girls arrived in the crypt. "So... how long has this been here?" Beatrice asked as Ha'deer magically conjured a light.

"These crypts have been in the family for roughly two-hundred years. They were originally a graveyard by itself in the backyard. But... in a decision, I can already sense you're going to question. The entire plot was dug up, and the remains were moved into the sub-basement, and in turn, was made into a new crypt." Jennifer explained.

"I presume that the bodies number in the dozens at most." Ha'deer said.

"More like... at least a thousand or so. The Amberwall-"

"Okay I'm sorry to interrupt but... HOW?! How are there a thousand dead bodies down here?! Why would they be all in one place?! And how are there that many Amberwall's in the first place?! I get that it's at least... what? Four, maybe five generations, but how are there so many down here?!" Beatrice ranted.

"The Amberwall's were a large family when we first immigrated to America. And while the rest of the family lives elsewhere both in the US and in Europe, this is where all Amberwall's have been buried since the 1950s." Jennifer explained.

"Let's just find Cor'up and get out of here... this whole thing is illogical beyond my ability to stand," Beatrice said in agitation.

"With luck, that's the worse of what will happen down here." Ha'deer said, eventually they found Cor'up. "No... I am... I am beyond sorry for this. I have beheld such atrocities from Cor'up before... and I am beyond sorry, not only that your forebearers and kin have been disturbed from there rest." Ha'deer said in disgust.

As Cor'up, was performing an elaborate and complicated musical number with the skeletons and corpses of past Amberwall's.

"He dies now," Jennifer said in contempt as she transformed her cybernetic arm into a sniper rifle. "Bea, I need you on point for this." She said as she looked down the rifle's scope.

"Roger that," Beatrice said as she donned her goggles and scanned the surroundings. "Alright... the conditions are perfect for a clean shot-"

"COR'UP!" Ha'deer shouted as she charged towards Cor'up with her sword drawn.

"And we didn't even set up the 'Leeroy Jenkins' meme... what are the odds? Oh right, I know them anyway." Beatrice said sardonically.

"DANG IT HA'DEER!" Jennifer shouted.

"-And there's my cue to run." Cor'up said in a sing-song tone as he and all of the undead vanished into a magical vortex. Back onboard the Vow of Vengeance. "Orphala Ty'raka! I have delivered what I have promised!" Cor'up proclaimed... not even realizing there weren't even Yoral's in the room he arrived in.

"I'll let him know that your back... and what you've brought." A spinach-like alien said.

Eventually, Ty'raka met with Cor'up. "Yes... you have done well. You have brought the genetic material that you promised." Ty'raka said as she looked over the undead humans. "I've always found there remains to be much more pleasing than the living thing."

"Yes... though I am compelled to ask by curiosity. What do you intend for them? Surely you know nothing of the art of necromancy." Cor'up said.

"Of course not, and don't call me Shirley. The Vigilant need an expendable workforce and army... and Humans clones would be magnificently practical!" Ty'raka said with glee.

"But you already have at least thirty or more races onboard this ship as it is." Cor'up pointed out.

"And I will not defile their genes by cloning them! Make no mistake, cloning is anathema to my people and the Fellowship as a whole. But if it means that we can get a fighting chance on this world, outnumbered as we are especially with Humans being the stock to use at hand. Then it MUST be used!" Ty'raka said.

"I see... then I shall allow your men to perform their grizzly work." Cor'up said. "But... if I were to lead any of these clones into-"

"Yes, you may use your magic to resurrect any slain clones." Ty'raka said.

Meanwhile back at Jennifer's party. Jennifer was sitting by herself looking downcast. Then Dave sat down with her. "So... Bea told me that an elven necromancer made off with your families dead," Dave said sympathetically.

"How am I going to explain to mom and dad when they get home...?" Jennifer said.

"Hey, listen. Don't beat yourself over this. It wasn't your fault. If anything, it's Ha'deer's fault for scaring that Cor'up guy off." Dave said.

"Perhaps... but I'm far too upset about the whole thing to even be angry at her," Jennifer said.

"Just... look come here," Dave said as he stood up and stretched out his arms. "You need a hug, and I didn't think to bring my penguin costume."

Jennifer said nothing as she and Dave hugged.

"Ms. Amberwall." Ha'deer said as she approached the two. "I... I am beyond sorry for my error. I was blinded by my desire to avenge my people... that I disregarded your superior position to kill him. My folly cost us both dearly... and I desire to make amends for my foolishness." Ha'deer said earnestly.

Jennifer just sighed. "Just... just help me clean up when the party is over."

"By my honor, I will aid in this." Ha'deer said.

Beatrice, Felicia, Sir Meanqy, Duncan, Jessie, and Daniel saw this happen overhead. "Well... would not have expected that to happen," Jessie said.

"Dave is a sweetheart deep down, and Jennifer despite her snappish behavior at times is ultimately a good person," Felicia said.

"Either way, you all owe me ten bucks each. I got Dave to do more than just eat, and Jennifer to be openly nice to him." Beatrice said as she held out her hand. Grudgingly they gave her the money, except for Felicia. "Though I would not have called that a necromancer would be involved." She said as she counted the money, and gave half to Felicia.

"Indeed... though it brings a terrible question to mind. Where did he teleport himself and the Amberwall dead too? Surely even so many dead bodies could not be enough for him to make a genuine threat to Earth's security." Sir Meanqy said.

"Hmm... could he be working with that Ty'raka cretin?" Duncan said.

"Perhaps, but what would they want with corpses?" Daniel asked.

"I've already calculated a few possibilities... and none of them are good. Still, the party's still in swing. Jenny isn't letting this get to her. So I say we get back in!" Beatrice said as she vaulted over the bannister, landed gracefully and started dancing.

"Well, we're only young once. Jessie, help me downstairs." Daniel said as Felicia, Duncan, and Sir Meanqy followed Beatrice's lead.

"You got it Danny boy!" Jessie said as she moved Daniel's wheelchair carefully down the stairs, and they joined in the dancing.