My first fic in a while, due to an overload of work from a certain nun. It's about two of my favorite episodes of Fear, La Guerre plantation and the U.S. Hornet. The ship's the best one though. I changed what color got what dare a bit cause yellow was totally screwed in the plantation one. I'll post the next location chapter soon. Well enjoy!
(Almost forgot)
Disclaimer: I know this may come as a blow to a lot of people but.... I don't own Pokemon, Fear, or MTV. If I did own MTV, they would actually play music besides that poor excuse for music video request show.
(For all you fans who enjoy those cheesy pun titles: The Pokey Horror Picture Show)

It started with a phone call...

"I didn't snore last night, you're hearing things!" Misty cried in response to Ash's accusation. "Did too!" he yelled back. Brock sighed as they continued walking down the hilly, paved road to Daisyville. The three friends were still on their Johto journey. In the last town, they helped an injured Houndour and now they were on the road once again. Suddenly something distracted Misty from her and Ash's argument. "Hey look! We're here!" Not far in front of them was the moderately sized city of Daisyville. "Lets run to the Pokemon center, I've got to eat something before I collapse" Ash whined. Brock shot off in front of him, "Good idea Ash. I've got places to go, Nurse Joy's and Officer Jenny's to meet!" "Oye" Misty groaned, "Let's go Togapi".

When they reached the center, Brock made a b-line right for the desk. "Hello Nurse Joy! You're looking very lovely today, my name is Brock and..." "Oh so you're Brock" she interrupted, " and that would make you Ash and Misty". Brock was caught off guard, "yea well..." Joy broke free from Brock's holding of her hands and pulled something out from her pocket. "This came for you yesterday". Ash took the envelope and opened it for them to read. It was a Lapras print letter that read "call Professor Oak right away". "Sounds urgent" Misty commented as Ash dialed the videophone. It rang a few times then Tracey appeared on the screen. "Hello Professor Oak's Lab...oh hi guys! 'Bout time you called." "What gives watcher?" Brock asked, he had started the habit of calling Tracey "watcher" to annoy him. He frowned but continued talking anyway. "You'll never guess what happened. MTV called yesterday and asked Professor Oak to get four teenage pokemon trainers to be on a special two-location episode of Fear! The players are allowed to bring their pokemon on the dares. Anyway, he invited me and you guys to be on the show!" A cry of excitement escaped the three as they heard the news. "Alright! I'm going to be on TV!" Ash shouted. "Think of all the girls that'll see me! Whoo hoo!" Brock screamed. "We could really use the cash!" Misty said, "But Tracey, aren't there five people on the show?" "Yea" he answered, "the fifth will be chosen from a battle contest MTV is holding. Rumor is that it's another girl, so you won't be the only one". Brock's ears caught the key word. He abruptly pushed Misty out of the way of the monitor; "you said a girl, is she hot?" Tracey groaned, "I don't know that much. They want us to be here tomorrow. Don't worry about getting here, Professor Oak will use an Abra to teleport you guys here." Ash laughed, "This is so cool! You ready to go Pikachu?" "Pika pi chu!" it replied, giving the victory/peace sign.

The next day the gang was packing some last minute snacks for their adventure at the lab. "I've made everyone cookies!" Mrs. Ketchem said, handing a sandwich bag to each person. "Now you be careful honey, don't do any dares that are dangerous. I've heard stories about this show" she advised her son. "You mean that girl who had to electrocute herself?" Ash glanced at Pikachu, "no problem." "I think I'll bring Marill with me, did they send you any rules professor?" Oak entered the kitchen with a fax. "Yes they did Tracey, here they are". As soon as he came through the door, Muk tackled him. "Eww, Muk! Cut it out! I need to get you some type of leash." He pushed the giant purple glob off him and preceded to explain, "Each player is only allowed one pokemon. This pokemon can be used only when instructed by the computer. It can't be a psychic, ghost, or dark type. It also can't be bigger then 4 feet high." Misty turned to Ash, "Sorry no Snorlax." "I'm bringing Pikachu anyway" he snapped back "you bringing Psyduck?" She cringed, "no way, and Togepi is too young. I'll bring Poliwag." "Vulpix is perfect for the dark" Brock bragged. Ash thought, "I wonder what pokemon the new girl will have." "I wonder if she's a blonde or brunette, better pack my little phone book" Brock said. "Something tells me we'll have to worry more about Brock scaring her then ghosts scaring us" Misty moaned. Tracey laughed, he deposited a handful of pencils into his pack. "Hey it's getting late, we better get going to the station!" Oak announced after looking at the clock, "everyone in the van." They got in and were off to an adventure of a lifetime.

"Wish I had a Tic-Tac, my breath reeks" Ash complained. Everyone stood in an eerily lit and hot room. They had hoods put over their heads so not to see where they were going. "Shhh!" Misty corrected him. "Greetings" a women's voice welcomed them, "you may now remove the hoods." They gasped as the covers were taken off. Ash looked around. The room was a small, run down, stonewalled church looking building with an altar with many candles on it in front of them. Strange markings covered it. Misty stood next to the new girl who took hers off last. "Oh man, my hair" she groaned. She looked around at all the new faces, "Hi, my named Sydney." She had blonde hair tied up in short high pigtails. She wore thick black sneakers, dark baggy jeans, a red tank top with "Linkin Park" written in black on it, and a gray hooded zip-up sweatshirt. Misty extended her hand out to her. "Hi, I'm Mist..." "Hello there, my name's Brock." He started to walk towards her, but though better of it because of the candles in front of him. "Tracey". "Ash". "Misty" she attempted to introduce herself again. "What a cute Pikachu!" she cried, pointing to the animal perched on Ash's shoulder.
Just then, a woman walked out from behind a wall. She wore colorful garments and beads. "Now that you know each other's names, let me tell you mine. I'm Demaris Khan, a voodoo priestess. You're on La Guerre Plantation. Before slavery was abolished, this place had many slaves. It was especially know for it's cruel treatment to its slaves. I was also home to a very powerful priestess known as Kitty. She was born here and was brutally murdered here. Some say she still haunts here." The team gulped heavily.

"Why do we have to wear the hoods again!" Ash complained. "So's not to see what the outside looks like" Brock answered. They heard the timer left in the room go off. The room was the "safe house". It had cots, couches, camera gear, and a computer. Once again, all gasped as the hoods were removed. This time nothing stopped Brock from running over to Sydney. "You know if you get scared, I'll protect you" he said suavely. "Errr.... right, um Brock. I'll remember that." She broke away from him and surveyed the apartment. "Now I know it's here, where could it be? There it is!" "Huh? What is?" Ash asked. "The camera!" Sydney hopped up onto the couch so to be closer to the "hidden camera" taping them. "Hi MTV! I'd like to give a shout out to all my pals at home!" "Cool!" Brock shouted, and joined her on the couch. "My name's Brock and I'm available ladies. I'm a Capricorn who likes to cook and... Ouch!" Misty pulled him down from his perch by his ear, "this isn't a dating video Brock!" Tracey walked over to the computer and clicked the mouse. The arrow cursor moved to the map tab and started talking. "Greetings. Welcome to La Guerre Plantation." "Your mission if you chose to accept it..." Brock imitated the voice. "Shh!" Misty ordered. "You're objective over the next two nights is to conclude if the site is haunted." "Duh" Tracey said. It continued, "you will investigate the main house, Kitty's cabin, cemetery, and Laueau Cabin. To conclude if it is indeed haunted, you'll be given a series of dares. All who omit their dares will forfeit their prize money." As it spoke, places appeared on the map. "Check the packets you were given, this is your designated color." They all reached into their pockets and took out small cloth bags. "The first dare is for Yellow, Green will navigate. Yellow is to go to Laueau Cabin and wait for further instructions. You're not allowed to bring a pokemon with you. Good luck." "Easy for him to say" Ash pointed out. "I'm Green, so who's Yellow?" Sydney inquired. "Purple" Tracey announced. Ash shook his head, "I'm Blue". Brock held up his piece, "Red". Misty whined, "me! Oh no." Eos went and picked up her walkie-talkie. "Chill chica, you've got nothing to worry about with me guiding you" she said confidently. "You know you're lucky. The first dares are always the easiest" Tracey pointed out. Misty put on her pink jacket and reluctantly walked over to the yellow bin to start gearing up.
Misty's face light bobbed up and down as she walked through the dark forest, catching shine in her eye every couple seconds. "Man it's dark here, this light isn't much help." Sydney read off the directions from the screen. The boys sat and stood around the monitor, eager to see what Misty had to do. "Ok, now past a few piles of haystacks..." "Found them...hey!" she cried. Static followed as the safe house went dead silent. "My face light went off!" she radioed in. "You've got your other light working right?" "Yea." "Then just hold it up to your face every now and then, ok?" "Gotcha" she responded. "Now go right" Misty was careful not to trip on the fallen dead branches. Out of the darkness a cabin appeared. "You should see it." "I sure do, now what?" Static kept Sydney from hearing her. "What?" A nervous Misty yelled back, "I'm here, yes, ok!" "Calm down, now go into the cabin, in the back of it." She whimpered as she entered the splintering shack. The pool of light caught sight of an altar of used candles, bottles, and patterns carved into it. "Oh boy" she cried. Sydney continued, "this is a voodoo altar rumored to be still in use today. Now cut off a 4 inch piece of your hair using the scissors on the table." "What?! My hair! Awww." She took a lock from her ponytail and cut. She held up the light and her lock. "See that MTV, happy now? Ok done." "Now place it on the altar. You must say your three biggest fears out loud." Misty checked to make sure the "talk" light was off. "Bugs, bug pokemon, and...something happening to my friends. Especially Ash." She spoke softly while saying her last fear. Sydney's voice broke the silence, "you must remain in radio silence until further directions are given." Misty whimpered again, "you have no idea how long?" "Sorry, you alright?" Misty sighed, "fine for now." "Begin now" Sydney let go of the send button. She let out a long breath. "One time, the person had to wait for over two hours on this one show." Ash cringed, "Misty can do it." Tracey broke the anxious silence that followed, "so Sydney, where are you from?" "Hunter City." "I'm from the Orange Islands..." "Yea, yea, yea that's very nice. I'm the leader of the Pewter City Gym" Brock cut him off. Tracey glared at him. Sydney noticed this, "so what do you do Trace, pokemon journey?" "No, I work at Professor Oak's lab, but I used to travel as a..." Brock couldn't resist, "watcher!" He began laughing. "Yes, thank you Brock. A pokemon watcher" he said sarcastically. Ash perked up, "hey what pokemon did you bring Sydney?" She dug into her backpack and pulled out a pokeball. It opened to reveal a Chikarita. "Chika ri!" "Awesome" Ash commented, I have one too." Pikachu, who had been perched on Ash's shoulder, jumped down and began talking with it. Tracey opened his pokeball too. "Rill!" it shrieked as it joined the others. "Oh how sweet!" Sydney cried. Brock grumbled. "Mine is cute too!" He dropped his pokeball to free Vulpix. "Hmmm, a fire type. I don't like those too much. A lot of mine are dark types. Still, it's pretty adorable." Ash opened Misty's so Poliwag could join the others. "Coolness" Sydney commented on the pollywog pokemon. The creatures began playing in the center of the room. Tracey pulled out his sketchpad and started drawing away. Sydney peered over his shoulder, "hey you're good." "Comes from being a pokemon watcher" he replied. She strolled over to the computer and put a CD in the disk drive. "What did you put on?" Ash asked. "Offspring, conspiracy of one. I also got, Blink, No Doubt, Green Day, Fuel, Perfect Circle, and of course Linkin Park. Here's one for you Brock." "Let me guess, I want you bad?" Tracey supposed. "Yep." "Ha ha, very funny" he grumbled. A little while later, a message popped up on the screen. "Better turn the music down" Sydney quickly changed the controls. Brock was singing along, "I turn around things have changed...hey!" "The next dare is for Purple, Blue with navigate. Purple, bring the box to the main house and await further instructions. No pokemon is allowed to be used. Good luck." "That's me," Tracey said as he put down the pad and headed towards the purple bin. "Careful watcher, Ash is your navigator." Tracey groaned in disappointment as he adjusted his vest. He picked up the small wooden box and put it under his arm. "Adios people" he said as he exited. "Can we turn the music back on again?" Brock asked.

"Man, should have brought a coat" Tracey shivered. "So where am I goin' Ash?" Ash held the talk button on his radio, "Keep going straight until you reach a white fence." Tracey trudged through the woods till he came to a weather worn fence. "What's next?" "Go through the gate to the main house and enter through the front door." He cautiously scaled the old porch stairs and set foot in the house. "Nice job Ash, you didn't get me lost. This place is mad creepy." Ash continued to read the directions, "Thanks for the vote of confidence. Enter the parlor on your left." Tracey walked into the sunroom and stopped in the center. "I'm going to read you a story that popped up. A family moved into the plantation with a young daughter who was stricken with yellow fever. The owner ordered a slave named Mama to cure his daughter or be charged with murder. When she was unable the save the child, a mob hanged her in the parlor and brutally decap...decapitat..." "Decapitated her" Tracey finished for him, a look of fear and disgust came over him. "Yeah, well reports of a headless Mama have been seen in this room." Tracey looked around him hastily, "mind hurrying up Ash? I'm really freaked by now." Ash read faster, "Open the box." Tracey set it on the floor and removed the lid. "Ewww! There's something pink and fleshy in here! Looks like animal parts!" "Remove one of the feet and...." Ash stopped. Tracey began talking quickly, "What's with the pause? Pause not good, not good at all. That means something bad..." Ash continued reluctantly, "...and eat the flesh off. This is a voodoo ritual for freeing a spirit." "WHAT! No way! I'm not eating this! No...no way...sick!" Brock, whom had been giggling started laughing hysterically. "Hey watcher, got milk?" "&*#^$% off Brock! I'd like to see you do this!" "Chill Tracey, just do it. The sooner you finish, the sooner you can leave" Ash assured him. He hesitantly took a bite out of the foot. Brock was on the floor clutching his side by now. "Alright done! Can I leave now?" Ash took a second to fully read the directions, "Not yet, not take out the little vial from the box." He did so and radioed in, "now what?" "Smear the sim...bolic blood on your neck and face. Then you can return." Tracey did this then bolted out the room and briskly returned to the base. He threw the door open and slammed it behind him, "I don't feel so good." Brock found this to be a new inspiration for another round of uncontrollable laughter. Tracey threw off his equipment and glared at Brock. Marill greeted his trainer with a joyous cry. Sydney lightly kicked Brock, "stop being so mean!" Tracey pulled a toothbrush, paste, and washcloth out of his pack and walked into the bathroom. Ash couldn't help giggle at the sight of Tracey brushing vigorously. Brock halted for a second, "wait I got it! Pork the other white meat!" Now he and Ash were gasping for air as they laughed. He stopped brushing and took it out of his mouth. He pointed it at Brock, "I hope you have to eat the other one!" "Speaking of other one, when's Misty going to return? It's been almost an hour and a half" Sydney turned her computer chair to the screen. Almost at the same time, a message appeared. She snatched up her walkie-talkie, "Misty you can return now! Come on girl!" Misty was startled by the sudden reentry of sound, but never the less grabbed her camera and ran out back to the safe house.
A very scared and worn out Misty entered the room, panting for breath. Sydney walked over to her and gave her a high five, "you're a stronger person then I am! Great going!" Misty, too tired to answer just nodded. Tracey came out of the bathroom scrubbing his neck with a wet cloth, "welcome back." She plopped down on the couch and looked at him in confusion. "What happened to you?" He stopped rubbing to answer. Marill hopped over in front of him and aimed a water gun straight for his face. "Well I...hey...Marill...chill!" Marill stopped his attack and cooed happily. "Err...thanks. I had to eat a pig's foot and smear fake blood on me." Misty gagged, "Nastiness." The computer made a click noise and gave the next order. "The next dare is for Blue, Red will navigate. You can take a pokemon with you" Ash gulped hard. "Take the shovel and head for the cemetery to await further instructions. Good luck." "I hate it when they say that, ready Pikachu?" Ash trembled, picking up his gear.
Ash wondered warily into the obscure landscape towards his destination, with his little pal at his heels. "You should be passing a few haystacks" Brock advised. "Yep, I see 'em. Wait a sec...my camera light just blipped out." Misty nodded, "that's the same place mine did!" "Wait...now its back on, never mind. So what's next?" "Precede to walk straight until you see a headstone with a cross on top." Ash marched forward till he spotted such a tombstone. "Ok...so?" Brock took a deep breath, "In 1835, a cruel taskmaster was found stabbed in the field. A few weeks after his death, he was seen walking the cemetery at night. Some say his body was turned into a zombie. This is his grave, know as the zombie grave. Your job is to prove whether these suspicions are true. Use the shovel... to... look...for...human... remains...in the grave." Ash shivered, "you mean dig it up?" "Yes" Brock confirmed. Pikachu let out a low, scared cry. Sydney gasped, "that's horrible!" "Someone's grave is nothing to mess with" Misty mentioned. The sound of metal scrapping against dirt was heard over the radio. "I guess he's going to do it" Brock said as he leaned back in the chair. Ash started to dig with the tool, while the mouse used his paws. "I just want to get out of here" he said tensely, "what was that?" He looked up at the sound of something moving in the foliage. This made them to work faster. Not long after he hit something hard. "Huh? What's this? Hmmm." He dispatched to Brock, "I found something. A long bone, like an arm or leg or something like that." Pikachu looked around timidly. "That's evidence enough for me, come on back." Ash didn't have to be told twice, he dropped the spade and ran towards the safe house.
Ash flew in the door and shut it quickly behind him. Pikachu ran in and hid under the couch cushions. He spoke in between gasps, "there was a thing moving around in the forest near me! I was sooooo scared!" Brock gave him a high five, "nice job my man." Sydney clicked the "complete" button with the mouse. "End of night one, you may rest until the next night." "Whoo hoo! I guess we lucked out, huh Sid?" Brock shouted in triumph. She sighed, "now I'm worried what they'll give me tomorrow, they're saving me something really bad!" Chikarita cried worriedly. Misty grabbed her pillow, "let's get some rest, tomorrow will be even worse then today." The group got settled into their cots for a good day's sleep.

Not much happened during the day; Brock and Misty had a pillow fight, Tracey and Sydney talked a bit, and Pikachu woke Ash up in the middle of his sleep because he had a bad dream. None of them were prepared for what happened the next night...