Chapter 6

Back at the battle scene, the Spooky Heroes were staring down Doomie. "Any change in his fear level, Beetlejuice?" asked Dr. Notrub. "The fear level increased a bit after we scared off those Beetles. But we need to spook him a little more before I can wield the Ultimate Fright Force," replied Beetlejuice.

"You fool! I will never succumb to any silly fear. It's time for round two!" announced Doomie. "He sure hides his fear really well," said Lydia. "I expected that to happen. Just because he's acting like he has no fear doesn't mean there is no fear in him for Beetlejuice's detector to sense," stated Dr. Notrub.

"Enough! You may have defeated my Bugs. Now let's see how you handle a ferocious Jaguar," said Doomie with an evil laugh. Then the Spooky Heroes heard a loud growl. All three of them turned to their left and saw a horrible creature walking toward them. It was a Jaguar car. But Doomie had transformed it into a monster. The four wheels had been transformed into four powerful, clawed legs. A real jaguar's head stuck out of the front of the car as did a tail from the rear end. The car was covered in jaguar spots and it was much bigger than the Beetles. "And I thought the Beetles were bad enough," said Lydia.

"Let's get this cat car," said Beetlejuice as he floated toward the head of the beast. The Jaguar snapped at Beetlejuice who promptly flew out of the way of its jaws. "Take a double dose of fear from my Fright Force Blaster!" yelled Beetlejuice as he snapped both of his wrists up. Two beams of F.I.R. energy emitted from the jewels in the center of his palms and struck the Jaguar right in its eyes. The Jaguar yowled momentarily blinded.

"Lydia, do that voodoo that you do," commanded Beetlejuice. "Right BJ. Take a little does of antigravity!" yelled Lydia as she tapped both the palms of her gloves. The energy hands emitted from the gloves and grabbed the Jaguar. Lydia lifted it up off the ground and slammed it into the side of a building. Debris fell onto the Jaguar. "Great work, you two!" cheered Dr. Notrub.

But he had spoke too soon. The Jaguar arose from the pile of debris looking very vexed. "This one's a little tougher to beat than the Beetles. But we'll keep trying until this auto falls," said Beetlejuice. The three Spooky Heroes charged toward the monstrous car ready to continue fighting.

Meanwhile, Jack peered out of the alley and watched as his new friends fought the Jaguar. 'I must admit, my friends are very well equipped to deal with creatures like that car monster. I can only hope that they win,' he thought.

Then he heard a sound. It sounded like a rocket landing. He turned and looked in the other direction. He saw Mecha-Reaper and the army of Zombots landing on the street. 'What's this? Looks like trouble," thought Jack.

Mecha-Reaper gazed in the direction of the battle. "Looks like Beetlejuice and his posse have their hands full with that monster car. It will be easy to overwhelm them. Let's really liven up this party!" yelled Mecha-Reaper. "Party! Party!" chanted the Zombots. It appeared to be the only word they knew.

"Initiate hyper-battle mode!" exclaimed Mecha-Reaper. Then his face glowed a dark red revealing a skull face. He used his free hand and pulled off his black cloak. Underneath the cloak, red muscles glowed among black bones. Horns sprouted from his skull while claws emerged on his hands and feet. Bat wings emerged from his back. He now looked like a horrible demon. With a loud battle cry, Mecha-Reaper and the Zombots charged toward the battle scene.

"Oh no! They can't handle all those at once. I must warn them,' thought Jack as he ran out of the alley. He was faster than Dr. Grim's machines since he was so lightly built. Lucky for him, the mechanical abominations hadn't noticed him.

Back at the battle, Dr. Notrub called out, "BJ! Lydia! Keep the Jaguar distracted! I'm going to use the Astral Projector!" Dr. Notrub was about to press the red button when he heard Jack's voice. "Dr. Notrub!" called Jack's voice. The doctor turned around and saw Jack running toward him.

"Jack, we told you to find someplace to hide until we had taken care of this problem," said Dr. Notrub. "I know, doctor. But you guys are about to have even bigger problems," said Jack. "What do you mean?" asked Dr. Notrub. "Look!" exclaimed Jack as he pointed toward the direction he had come from. Dr. Notrub looked in that very direction and gasped as he saw the oncoming army of Dr. Grim's creations charging toward them.

"Mecha-Reaper and the Zombots! We've faced them before. They're Dr. Grim's horrible creations. You see, Dr. Gothic Grim is the one responsible for this chaos. He turned Doomie against Beetlejuice and Lydia and now he's sent his mechanical creeps to help him. But don't worry. I expected a reappearance of these guys," said Dr. Notrub. The doctor then turned in the direction of the Jaguar and yelled, "Beetlejuice! Lydia! Keep the Jaguar busy. I have some other creeps to take care of."

Then he faced the oncoming army. "Jack, I'm going to be immobile for a bit. This might be asking a bit much, but try to keep any Zombots away from the battle. Just don't go up against Mecha-Reaper. He's too strong since he's Dr. Grim's ultimate ghost hunter. I'll make him my first target," said Dr. Notrub. "I'll try, doctor," said Jack.

Dr. Notrub nodded and then pressed the red button he held in his right hand. Beams of green light shot out from his goggles and his entire body was covered in a green force field. The energy from the goggles gathered in the air and started to change form. Jack gasped in shock. A spectral green image of Dr. Matthew Vincent Notrub was floating in midair. The image floated away from Jack and towards the army.

Mecha-Reaper and the Zombot army continued their charge toward the battle. Then Mecha-Reaper shouted, "Stop!" The charge stopped on his command as they looked up and saw the spectral image of Dr. Notrub floating toward them. "What is that?" he asked. The spectral image picked up speed and set a direct course toward Mecha-Reaper.

Mecha-Reaper gasped, grabbed the nearest Zombot and held it like a shield. The specter passed through the Zombot and it started to shake violently. Finally, it exploded into millions of pieces. The other Zombots panicked as the specter proceeded toward them. The moment it passed through each of them, they exploded. Since their parts had exploded into little pieces, they couldn't repair themselves. Mecha-Reaper gazed at the destruction that Dr. Notrub's energy spirit was doing to the Zombots.

"I don't know how they did it. But they're going to pay dearly!" yelled Mecha-Reaper angrily. He grabbed two Zombots out of the army. "You two, come with me," he ordered. Then all three of them resumed their course toward the battle leaving the rest of the army to be destroyed by the specter.

"Oh my! They're still coming! At least three of them anyway," said Jack. As he watched Mecha-Reaper and the two Zombots charge toward them.

Suddenly, Mecha-Reaper lifted off the ground and took to the air. He yelled in a booming voice, "You two take care of the two up ahead. I'm going to take care of Beetlejuice." Mecha-Reaper floated over Jack and the immobile Dr. Notrub toward the scene of the battle.

The two Zombots laughed as they ran toward the skeleton and the doctor. They outstretched their clawed hands and lunged at Dr. Notrub. But they hadn't noticed the energy field surrounding Dr. Notrub. The moment they collided with the energy field, they broke apart and their pieces scattered all over the street.

Jack looked at the pieces of the Zombots in astonishment. "That was easy enough," he said. But he had spoken too soon. Unlike the Zombots that had exploded upon contact with Dr. Notrub's astral projection, these hadn't exploded into smithereens. Slowly, the pieces reassembled themselves and the two Zombots stood ready to continue. The Zombots growled and advanced forward.

Jack wasted no time and immediately leapt into action. He ran toward one of the Zombots and swiped off its head with his long thin arm. It's partner pulled its arm back and threw a punch at the skeleton. Jack spread his legs and ducked out of the way. Then he swept the Zombot's leg off with his own. The Zombot fell over as Jack raised himself up. He advanced toward the fallen Zombot ready to fight it some more. But suddenly, he heard a crack and it stopped moving and fell to pieces.

"Huh?" said Jack in confusion. Then he looked down and saw that he had stepped on the Zombot's severed leg. It had broken in two. Unbeknownst to Jack, he had destroyed the body part of the Zombot that contained the device that allowed it to repair itself. Without it, the Zombot could function.

Jack was so amazed at his defeat of the Zombot that he didn't notice the other Zombot had regained its head and was creeping up behind him with its claws outstretched. But just before it attacked Jack, it exploded into millions of tiny bits and pieces. Jack turned around and saw the specter of Dr. Notrub floating before him. Just as soon as he laid his eye sockets on it, it faded away. "Jack!" called Dr. Notrub's voice.

Jack looked in the direction the voice had come from and saw Dr. Notrub running toward him. "Nice work fighting those Zombots, Jack," complimented the good doctor. "Thank you, doctor. I didn't know I had it in me," said Jack sounding flattered. "Come on. We've got to help Beetlejuice and Lydia. They must have their hands full fighting both the Jaguar and Mecha-Reaper," said Dr. Notrub urgently. The two of them then ran to where the real battle was taking place.

"Whoa!" yelled Beetlejuice as he dodged a swing of Mecha-Reaper's scythe. "Ha! Missed me Mecha-Moron!" he yelled. "Beetlejuice! Look out behind you!" called Lydia. Beetlejuice looked behind him and saw the Jaguar lunging at him. Beetlejuice floated downward just before the Jaguar collided into him.

Unfortunately, Mecha-Reaper didn't react in time and do the same. The Jaguar collided with Mecha-Reaper and pushed him to the ground. He was pinned to the ground by its front paws. Beetlejuice cackled loudly at his foe's misfortune.

"Get off me, you combustion-powered cat!" yelled Mecha-Reaper flailing his scythe around madly. In his tantrum, Mecha-Reaper accidentally hit the Jaguar in the knee with his scythe. Shock impulses surged through the Jaguar upon impact. It roared in pain and then it fell limp on its side. "Hey, thanks Mecha-Reaper. You did us favor knocking out that Jaguar. But I'm sure your boss won't be to happy about knocking out a creature that works for him," chuckled Lydia.

Mecha-Reaper got up and glared at Lydia. "I'm sure he will forgive me if I dispose of all of you. Prepare to be scythed," said Mecha-Reaper as he sped on his jetpack toward Lydia swinging his scythe. "Not so fast, tin head," said a voice behind him. Mecha-Reaper stopped, turned around and saw Beetlejuice with his hands passing through the jetpack. "Let's just make a few subtle adjustments," said Beetlejuice as he started to mess with the circuits within. "Leave that alone, ghost!" yelled Mecha-Reaper.

Suddenly, Mecha-Reaper flew off high into the sky and zigzagged in the air. Obviously, Beetlejuice had caused the jetpack to fly out of control. "Whoops! I guess I broke it," said Beetlejuice. "You haven't seen the last of me! I'll get you for this, Beetlejuice!" yelled Mecha- Reaper as he sailed out of sight.

"Nice work, Beetlejuice. Now let's get rid of this Jaguar," said Lydia as she activated her Grip of Fear Gloves. The clawed hands emerged from her palms and grabbed the Jaguar's tail. She lifted it into the air and started to swing it around in circles. After a few revolutions, Lydia let go and the Jaguar flew off. "That kitty is out of here!" exclaimed Beetlejuice as he floated down to Lydia's side.

"Nice work, you two handling the Reaper and the Jaguar," said Dr. Notrub as he and Jack walked up to them. "Shouldn't you guys take care of the head car?" asked Jack. "Good point, Jack. Doomie should be quivering with fear now," said Lydia.

They all turned to Doomie. He was slightly shaking and he was backing up. "Scared now, Doomie? My fear meter indicates that you are at the stage of paranoia," said Beetlejuice.

"Really? He's at the paranoia stage? Then I better summon the Creep Captor," said Dr. Notrub as he pressed a button on his watch. "It's on its way. Let's give Doomie an even bigger fright until it gets here," said the good doctor.

"That's something I'm afraid you'll be getting," said a voice from above. The three Spooky Heroes looked around for where the voice was coming from. "I know that voice! It's Dr. Grim!" exclaimed Lydia. "Okay, Grim. Where are you hiding, you cowardly snake?" yelled Beetlejuice. Then something jumped between them and Doomie.

It was some kind of machine. It was covered in black armor. It had the body of a spider with eight legs. On top of the body was a pair of bat wings. Perched upon a snakelike neck was a horned demon head with a video screen clenched in its jaws. On the screen was the evil face of Dr. Grim. "Pretty impressive, huh? I'd like you all to meet my Dread-Drone. I just completed it so I can aid my army in battle. Don't even bother trying to use your weapons on it. This armor is impenetrable," said Dr. Grim.

"You're nothing but a coward, Dr. Grim. Sending your machinations to do your dirty work for you. We're going to free Doomie from whatever brainwashing you have imposed on him," stated Beetlejuice. "I sincerely doubt that, Beetlejuice. Because this machination contains something that's going to enable my slave Doomie to defeat you," said Dr. Grim.

Then the head of Dread-Drone turned around and faced Doomie. "I am ready to receive whatever you wish to bestow upon me, Master," said Doomie. "Receive it well, my car creature and do not let me down," said Dr. Grim.

Then the eyes of the Dread-Drone glowed with blue light. Then two laser beams shot out from the eyes and hit Doomie. Dr. Grim laughed evilly.

"See you around, Beetlejuice. Soon you'll be back in my capsule where I will drain you completely," he said as the Dread-Drone took off into the air with the aid of rockets contained in the spider legs. Dr. Grim laughed madly as the Dread-Drone sped off.