Chapter 6
Claire and the other students backed up against the wall while the evil head-shrunk slaves came closer and closer. "I knew this town was weird! Just as weird as those strange occurrences that happened to me back in Peaceful Pines. Why do bad things always happen to good people?" cried Claire.
The enslaved students were about to grab onto the normal students when all of a sudden, a pair of hands grabbed the shoulders of lead one and pulled him back through the door. The others turned around and saw Beetlejuice standing just outside the doorway. He was fighting with the leader until he tossed him off to the side. The others turned their attention to the ghost and charged at him. But Beetlejuice did the same to all of them. After they were all tossed aside, he let loose a shot from his Fright Force Blaster. The sounds of the slaves screaming was heard as Beetlejuice stepped into the room.
"Is everyone okay?" he asked. "You! I should have known that you so- called heroes were behind this. Shrinking the heads of students and pretending to stop them so you can make yourselves look good," said Claire stepping up to Beetlejuice. "Listen, Miss Snob Hill, I don't have time for this. Where's your teacher?" asked Beetlejuice flashing Claire an angry look from behind his mask.
The students pointed in the direction of where Dr. Notrub laid on the floor. Dr. Notrub was still groaning. Beetlejuice rushed over and helped the good doctor to his feet. "Are you all right?" asked Beetlejuice. Dr. Notrub regained his composure and said, "Yes, I'm fine. But one of my students was abducted by a horrible mechanical skeleton wielding a scythe. We've got to help her." Beetlejuice looked at the group of scared and confused students and realized who Dr. Notrub meant. He let out a small gasp as a look of dread appeared on his concealed face. "Don't worry. I'll save her. You get these other students to safety. I've gotten rid of most of the enslaved ones so you should have no trouble in getting them out," said Beetlejuice. "You got it," said Dr. Notrub. Beetlejuice turned around and ran out the doorway.
Dr. Notrub faced his students. "Come, students. We must get out of here as quickly as possible," said Dr. Notrub. "Are you serious? You're actually going to trust that freakish nut?" asked Claire. "Listen, Miss Brewster, considering the circumstances, we don't have much of a choice. Now follow me," said Dr. Notrub as he headed for the doorway. The students followed him. As he headed down the hallways to the exit, Dr. Notrub hoped that Beetlejuice was right. 'I hope he'll be able to save Lydia. I know how much she means to him. But if I know Beetlejuice, Mecha-Reaper's in for a good beating. I'll join him after I get the students to a safe place. I also wonder how Jack's doing. I hope they'll both be okay until I can get there,' thought Dr. Notrub.
High in the air, Mecha-Reaper soared above the college with the aid of his jetpack. He held Lydia to his chest with his right arm. She squirmed as she tried to escape the evil robot's grip. "Put me down, you hunk of junk!" she yelled. "Quit squirming. Keep in mind that a fall from this height would get you an instant trip to the Neitherworld. And you're no good to my master dead. Once I get you into the clutches of my master, your ghost friend will have no choice but to submit to my master's demands," said Mecha-Reaper with an evil cackle.
Suddenly, something zoomed past Mecha-Reaper. "Huh?" said the evil machine looking ahead. His evil eyes squinted as he saw something in the distance turn around and head back toward him. Then he gasped. Floating in front of him was Doomie who was wearing an angry look on his face. And standing on Doomie's hood wearing a expression just as similar was Beetlejuice. "Beetlejuice!" called Lydia. "Let her go, Reaper! Or prepare to be juiced!" yelled the ghost angrily.
Mecha-Reaper growled at Beetlejuice. Then an evil smile crept on his skull- like face. He took hold of Lydia's collar and held her out to the side. "Whatever you say, ghost," Mecha-Reaper cackled as he let go. Lydia fell down screaming. "Lydia!" exclaimed Beetlejuice as he jumped off Doomie and floated down toward the plummeting girl.
Mecha-Reaper grinned. "Now while he's distracted, I'll give him such a shock that I'll be able to incarcerate him. Master will be so pleased when I bring him Beetlejuice instead of his girlfriend," said Mecha-Reaper as he prepared to swoop down. But before he could make a move, Doomie crashed right into him. "Get away from me, you traitor! You should be serving my master instead of fighting on Beetlejuice's side," said Mecha-Reaper. But Doomie wouldn't back off. He was determined to make sure that his creator would rescue his other creator. And he wasn't going to let Mecha-Reaper interfere.
Beetlejuice, in the meantime, was flying as fast as he could to stop Lydia from crashing to the ground. "Beetlejuice, help me!" yelled Lydia. "Don't worry, Lyds. I'll get you," said Beetlejuice.
Suddenly, Beetlejuice started to slow down. A feeling of fatigue swept over the ghost. 'Oh no! Not now! I've been using my energy too much that I'm getting tired. I wish I had the full extent of my powers. But I can't let that stop me from saving Lydia. She means more to me than my own afterlife,' thought Beetlejuice. He shook off the fatigue and sped up his dive.
Before Lydia hit the ground, Beetlejuice caught up to her and grabbed her around the waist. The ghost turned upright and landed on the ground holding the girl in his arms. "Beetlejuice! Thanks!" exclaimed Lydia as she hugged her ghost friend around his neck. "Ah Lydia. You'd do the same for me, know what I mean? Heck, you did the same for me when you and the doc saved me from Dr. Grim. Nobody messes with us, right?" asked Beetlejuice. "Right BJ," said Lydia as she gave Beetlejuice a quick kiss on the cheek. Beetlejuice grinned and small wisps of steam came out of his ears.
Then they heard an angry roar from up above. They both looked up and saw Mecha-Reaper diving toward them. They both jumped away before Mecha-Reaper could strike. Mecha-Reaper turned upright and landed on the ground. He slowly walked toward the ghost and the girl.
"Time to teach this mechanical bonehead what happens when he messes with my friends," said Beetlejuice as he cracked his knuckles and approached Mecha- Reaper. "I'll change into my battle suit and give you a hand. Or rather two hands from my Gloves," said Lydia. "See you soon, Lyds," said Beetlejuice as he continued his approach.
Lydia looked around to see if anyone was around to see her. When she had come to the conclusion that no one could see what she was about to do, she said, "All right. Time to get spooky!" She raised her left hand and pressed the button on her skull watch. She was enveloped in blue light. Her voice called out from the light, "Lydia Deetz! Creepiest girl in both worlds! Grip of Fear Gloves!" After she had finished her speech, the glow faded and Lydia stood in a whole new outfit. She wore a purple spider-web patterned poncho over black body armor along with a purple witch's hat and black eye mask. Her weapon, a pair of purple gloves with red crystal fingertips known as the Grip of Fear Gloves, were on her hands. "Time to bust some evil robots," said Lydia.
She turned to face the battle scene and saw her best friend tangling with Mecha-Reaper. Mecha-Reaper slashed at Beetlejuice with his scythe. The specter ducked and let out a blast of F.I.R energy from his right palm. Mecha-Reaper dodged to the right, held his scythe horizontally across his chest like a ninja staff. Beetlejuice approached and grabbed onto Mecha- Reaper's scythe. Mecha-Reaper pushed back while Beetlejuice pushed forward. Both of them were trying to throw the other off balance. "You know, Beetlejuice, this is the third time we've fought. And they say that third time's the charm, so this time, I'll be the victor!" yelled Mecha- Reaper as he did a leg sweep and tripped Beetlejuice. The ghost fell backwards and hit the ground. Mecha-Reaper laughed madly as he raised his scythe up with his right hand.
But before he could bring it down, he found he couldn't. He looked up and saw a pair of purple claw-shaped beams grasping his scythe. He then looked behind himself and saw Lydia. The beams were coming from her Gloves. "Let go of me, you little brat!" he yelled. "Never! Beetlejuice and I are a team. When you mess with one of us, you mess with both us," replied Lydia.
Mecha-Reaper growled. Then he felt something grab his left arm. He turned around and came face to face with Beetlejuice. "Thanks, Lyds. Now let him go and I'll take care of him," he said. Lydia nodded and deactivated the beams. The moment the energy claws vanished, Beetlejuice summoned all his strength and lifted the evil machine into the air. He slammed Mecha-Reaper on the ground hard.
"You say third time's the charm, eh Reaper? Well I say, three strikes and you're out. And you've struck out big time, know what I mean?" asked Beetlejuice. Then he lifted him up again and slammed him down again. He did this several times. Then he started to swing Mecha-Reaper around and around like he was throwing a hammer in the Olympics. The ghost kept a tight grip on Mecha-Reaper's arm.
"Go Beetlejuice go!" cheered Lydia. Suddenly, Mecha-Reaper sailed over her screaming. Lydia turned around and watched as Mecha-Reaper landed about twenty feet away. "Wow! What a toss, BJ!" she said turning back to her ghost friend. Then she gasped.
She saw Beetlejuice standing there with a shocked look on his face as he stared at what he was holding in his hand. He was holding Mecha-Reaper's arm. It had become severed. "Whoa! Guess I don't know my own strength," said Beetlejuice. "It's amazing what you can do even without your powers," said Lydia walking up to Beetlejuice's side. The ghost nodded and then turned his attention to Mecha-Reaper.
The demonic robot had gotten up using his scythe. Sparking wires and circuits protruded from where his left arm used to be and he did not look happy. "Hey Reaper! If you value your other arm, I suggest you go crawling back to your master," called Beetlejuice. Mecha-Reaper snarled. "I'll get you for this, you meddlesome spirit! Next time, I will win!" he yelled as he took off from the ground and flew away.
"That takes care of him," said Beetlejuice. "Where's Doomie?" asked Lydia. Then they heard a series of frantic honks. They both looked up and saw their car caught in a tree. He seemed to be struggling to free himself from the entangled branches. "Don't worry Doomie. We'll get you down," said Beetlejuice as he walked toward the tree. But Lydia grabbed him by the shoulder.
"Hold it, BJ. What about the Neither-monster?" asked Lydia. A loud gunshot rang out. They both turned around. In front of them was Harry the Haunted Hunter brandishing his blunderbuss. "You mean me?" he asked with a horrible chuckle.
Claire and the other students backed up against the wall while the evil head-shrunk slaves came closer and closer. "I knew this town was weird! Just as weird as those strange occurrences that happened to me back in Peaceful Pines. Why do bad things always happen to good people?" cried Claire.
The enslaved students were about to grab onto the normal students when all of a sudden, a pair of hands grabbed the shoulders of lead one and pulled him back through the door. The others turned around and saw Beetlejuice standing just outside the doorway. He was fighting with the leader until he tossed him off to the side. The others turned their attention to the ghost and charged at him. But Beetlejuice did the same to all of them. After they were all tossed aside, he let loose a shot from his Fright Force Blaster. The sounds of the slaves screaming was heard as Beetlejuice stepped into the room.
"Is everyone okay?" he asked. "You! I should have known that you so- called heroes were behind this. Shrinking the heads of students and pretending to stop them so you can make yourselves look good," said Claire stepping up to Beetlejuice. "Listen, Miss Snob Hill, I don't have time for this. Where's your teacher?" asked Beetlejuice flashing Claire an angry look from behind his mask.
The students pointed in the direction of where Dr. Notrub laid on the floor. Dr. Notrub was still groaning. Beetlejuice rushed over and helped the good doctor to his feet. "Are you all right?" asked Beetlejuice. Dr. Notrub regained his composure and said, "Yes, I'm fine. But one of my students was abducted by a horrible mechanical skeleton wielding a scythe. We've got to help her." Beetlejuice looked at the group of scared and confused students and realized who Dr. Notrub meant. He let out a small gasp as a look of dread appeared on his concealed face. "Don't worry. I'll save her. You get these other students to safety. I've gotten rid of most of the enslaved ones so you should have no trouble in getting them out," said Beetlejuice. "You got it," said Dr. Notrub. Beetlejuice turned around and ran out the doorway.
Dr. Notrub faced his students. "Come, students. We must get out of here as quickly as possible," said Dr. Notrub. "Are you serious? You're actually going to trust that freakish nut?" asked Claire. "Listen, Miss Brewster, considering the circumstances, we don't have much of a choice. Now follow me," said Dr. Notrub as he headed for the doorway. The students followed him. As he headed down the hallways to the exit, Dr. Notrub hoped that Beetlejuice was right. 'I hope he'll be able to save Lydia. I know how much she means to him. But if I know Beetlejuice, Mecha-Reaper's in for a good beating. I'll join him after I get the students to a safe place. I also wonder how Jack's doing. I hope they'll both be okay until I can get there,' thought Dr. Notrub.
High in the air, Mecha-Reaper soared above the college with the aid of his jetpack. He held Lydia to his chest with his right arm. She squirmed as she tried to escape the evil robot's grip. "Put me down, you hunk of junk!" she yelled. "Quit squirming. Keep in mind that a fall from this height would get you an instant trip to the Neitherworld. And you're no good to my master dead. Once I get you into the clutches of my master, your ghost friend will have no choice but to submit to my master's demands," said Mecha-Reaper with an evil cackle.
Suddenly, something zoomed past Mecha-Reaper. "Huh?" said the evil machine looking ahead. His evil eyes squinted as he saw something in the distance turn around and head back toward him. Then he gasped. Floating in front of him was Doomie who was wearing an angry look on his face. And standing on Doomie's hood wearing a expression just as similar was Beetlejuice. "Beetlejuice!" called Lydia. "Let her go, Reaper! Or prepare to be juiced!" yelled the ghost angrily.
Mecha-Reaper growled at Beetlejuice. Then an evil smile crept on his skull- like face. He took hold of Lydia's collar and held her out to the side. "Whatever you say, ghost," Mecha-Reaper cackled as he let go. Lydia fell down screaming. "Lydia!" exclaimed Beetlejuice as he jumped off Doomie and floated down toward the plummeting girl.
Mecha-Reaper grinned. "Now while he's distracted, I'll give him such a shock that I'll be able to incarcerate him. Master will be so pleased when I bring him Beetlejuice instead of his girlfriend," said Mecha-Reaper as he prepared to swoop down. But before he could make a move, Doomie crashed right into him. "Get away from me, you traitor! You should be serving my master instead of fighting on Beetlejuice's side," said Mecha-Reaper. But Doomie wouldn't back off. He was determined to make sure that his creator would rescue his other creator. And he wasn't going to let Mecha-Reaper interfere.
Beetlejuice, in the meantime, was flying as fast as he could to stop Lydia from crashing to the ground. "Beetlejuice, help me!" yelled Lydia. "Don't worry, Lyds. I'll get you," said Beetlejuice.
Suddenly, Beetlejuice started to slow down. A feeling of fatigue swept over the ghost. 'Oh no! Not now! I've been using my energy too much that I'm getting tired. I wish I had the full extent of my powers. But I can't let that stop me from saving Lydia. She means more to me than my own afterlife,' thought Beetlejuice. He shook off the fatigue and sped up his dive.
Before Lydia hit the ground, Beetlejuice caught up to her and grabbed her around the waist. The ghost turned upright and landed on the ground holding the girl in his arms. "Beetlejuice! Thanks!" exclaimed Lydia as she hugged her ghost friend around his neck. "Ah Lydia. You'd do the same for me, know what I mean? Heck, you did the same for me when you and the doc saved me from Dr. Grim. Nobody messes with us, right?" asked Beetlejuice. "Right BJ," said Lydia as she gave Beetlejuice a quick kiss on the cheek. Beetlejuice grinned and small wisps of steam came out of his ears.
Then they heard an angry roar from up above. They both looked up and saw Mecha-Reaper diving toward them. They both jumped away before Mecha-Reaper could strike. Mecha-Reaper turned upright and landed on the ground. He slowly walked toward the ghost and the girl.
"Time to teach this mechanical bonehead what happens when he messes with my friends," said Beetlejuice as he cracked his knuckles and approached Mecha- Reaper. "I'll change into my battle suit and give you a hand. Or rather two hands from my Gloves," said Lydia. "See you soon, Lyds," said Beetlejuice as he continued his approach.
Lydia looked around to see if anyone was around to see her. When she had come to the conclusion that no one could see what she was about to do, she said, "All right. Time to get spooky!" She raised her left hand and pressed the button on her skull watch. She was enveloped in blue light. Her voice called out from the light, "Lydia Deetz! Creepiest girl in both worlds! Grip of Fear Gloves!" After she had finished her speech, the glow faded and Lydia stood in a whole new outfit. She wore a purple spider-web patterned poncho over black body armor along with a purple witch's hat and black eye mask. Her weapon, a pair of purple gloves with red crystal fingertips known as the Grip of Fear Gloves, were on her hands. "Time to bust some evil robots," said Lydia.
She turned to face the battle scene and saw her best friend tangling with Mecha-Reaper. Mecha-Reaper slashed at Beetlejuice with his scythe. The specter ducked and let out a blast of F.I.R energy from his right palm. Mecha-Reaper dodged to the right, held his scythe horizontally across his chest like a ninja staff. Beetlejuice approached and grabbed onto Mecha- Reaper's scythe. Mecha-Reaper pushed back while Beetlejuice pushed forward. Both of them were trying to throw the other off balance. "You know, Beetlejuice, this is the third time we've fought. And they say that third time's the charm, so this time, I'll be the victor!" yelled Mecha- Reaper as he did a leg sweep and tripped Beetlejuice. The ghost fell backwards and hit the ground. Mecha-Reaper laughed madly as he raised his scythe up with his right hand.
But before he could bring it down, he found he couldn't. He looked up and saw a pair of purple claw-shaped beams grasping his scythe. He then looked behind himself and saw Lydia. The beams were coming from her Gloves. "Let go of me, you little brat!" he yelled. "Never! Beetlejuice and I are a team. When you mess with one of us, you mess with both us," replied Lydia.
Mecha-Reaper growled. Then he felt something grab his left arm. He turned around and came face to face with Beetlejuice. "Thanks, Lyds. Now let him go and I'll take care of him," he said. Lydia nodded and deactivated the beams. The moment the energy claws vanished, Beetlejuice summoned all his strength and lifted the evil machine into the air. He slammed Mecha-Reaper on the ground hard.
"You say third time's the charm, eh Reaper? Well I say, three strikes and you're out. And you've struck out big time, know what I mean?" asked Beetlejuice. Then he lifted him up again and slammed him down again. He did this several times. Then he started to swing Mecha-Reaper around and around like he was throwing a hammer in the Olympics. The ghost kept a tight grip on Mecha-Reaper's arm.
"Go Beetlejuice go!" cheered Lydia. Suddenly, Mecha-Reaper sailed over her screaming. Lydia turned around and watched as Mecha-Reaper landed about twenty feet away. "Wow! What a toss, BJ!" she said turning back to her ghost friend. Then she gasped.
She saw Beetlejuice standing there with a shocked look on his face as he stared at what he was holding in his hand. He was holding Mecha-Reaper's arm. It had become severed. "Whoa! Guess I don't know my own strength," said Beetlejuice. "It's amazing what you can do even without your powers," said Lydia walking up to Beetlejuice's side. The ghost nodded and then turned his attention to Mecha-Reaper.
The demonic robot had gotten up using his scythe. Sparking wires and circuits protruded from where his left arm used to be and he did not look happy. "Hey Reaper! If you value your other arm, I suggest you go crawling back to your master," called Beetlejuice. Mecha-Reaper snarled. "I'll get you for this, you meddlesome spirit! Next time, I will win!" he yelled as he took off from the ground and flew away.
"That takes care of him," said Beetlejuice. "Where's Doomie?" asked Lydia. Then they heard a series of frantic honks. They both looked up and saw their car caught in a tree. He seemed to be struggling to free himself from the entangled branches. "Don't worry Doomie. We'll get you down," said Beetlejuice as he walked toward the tree. But Lydia grabbed him by the shoulder.
"Hold it, BJ. What about the Neither-monster?" asked Lydia. A loud gunshot rang out. They both turned around. In front of them was Harry the Haunted Hunter brandishing his blunderbuss. "You mean me?" he asked with a horrible chuckle.