Okay everyone, first off, Happy 50TH birthday Scoob and The Gang. I would be a fool not to do anything associated with this milestone in October and me being a huge lifelong fan!

Secondly, I've decided to add more intrigue into the gang angle here. You read in the first installment about how the rescuers had accounted Shaggy as one of the people still alive. Well, I decided that the Gang most importantly, Fred and Daphne do not know that Shaggy has been accounted for so they assume he is a hostage since they do more freelance work and do not have any relationship with the rescue crews or the police chief outside of what they get from the News Channel 11 and whatever the channel bosses tell them before they go live at 10pm to report.

I don't want people to ask me why'd you do this or do that so that's why this explanation is here. With all that said, enjoy part II of The Cursed Werewolves!

SWSP

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II

After the Mystery Machine carrying Velma, Googie, and Scooby had disappeared out of sight, Daphne gave Freddy the look while she tried to gage his reaction while she spoke:

"Freddy, you didn't have to be so bullish with Velma" Daphne scolded in an almost motherly tone to Freddy who sighed before he spoke:

"Daphne, I don't know what to believe, I know in my gut Velma is right about many things, but my heart doesn't want to believe my gut that no matter what we find in this apartment complex, we have to realize the reality of Shaggy being involved in this and we having to let the general public know one way or another."

Daphne could tell Freddy was concerned, it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out it wasn't just some random person off the street, this was a childhood friend to each of them and Daphne could only offer her support while she lightly clutched Freddy's shoulder:

"Freddy, I know how much Shaggy means to you, to us, to Mystery Inc. Without him we don't even come close to solving any of these mysteries without his and Scooby's clown comedics reminding us to laugh a bit when dealing with bumbling criminals with nothing to lose".

Freddy looked at Daphne with a knowing stare and nod, though still deep in his mind, he wanted to doubt Shaggy was behind any of this and would just walk around the corner looking for them assuring them he was okay. But deep down in his heart, Freddy knew they didn't have any answers and he being the leader felt worse because he knew even if Shaggy did show up, he would instantly be considered a main suspect and Freddy didn't know how he and the rest of the gang would react were Shaggy led away in handcuffs.

And so he looked away from Daphne staring at the carnage across from them and around them silently thinking before he spoke his truth:

"The point is Daphne, we've known each other since we were kids and my heart wants to say it was a terrorist who did this, but there's something else in there which scares me to my core and it is no matter what we feel or how we react, we're probably not going to like what we find when we do run into Shaggy" Freddy said glumly as he looked at the beyond recognizable apartment complex and adjacent wrecked cars parked on the curve next to it.

"All we can do is have an open mind and let things fall where they will" Daphne said as she squeezed Freddy's shoulder lightly bringing a small flare of confidence to his heart.

"You're right Daphne, we need to discover the facts before we make crazy conclusions" Freddy admitted as he grabbed Daphne's hand giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Let's go in there and look for clues before our bosses and the rest of the news channels show up" Freddy said while giving Daphne a smile of hope as they made their way towards the shattered front door of the apartment complex.

Once they set aside what was left of the front door, the smell of death immediately hit both their smell like a runaway freight train nearly making them vomit in revulsion at the putrid smell emendating itself all over the building.

Each apartment they walked past looked like something out of a natural disaster with the door to it torn off and the inside resembling the aftermath of a category five hurricane. Freddy went into one of the apartments which didn't have a body not yet taken out of it to try to look for clues. What he saw was nothing but broken glass littering the kitchen, den, and the bedroom floor with long claw marks scraped across the walls of the apartment if it was not broken by the sheer force of the suspect punching the poor helpless victim's head through it.

Freddy could not believe his eyes, no human could ever do this kind of damage unless they had a nuclear bomb connected to their body and the sight of each room nearly brought him to tears knowing there was a person or several people living in it before this vicious terrorist destroyed their lives.

As he made his way out into the hallway he could see Daphne putting her hand over her mouth in complete shock. She wanted to cry but knew she had to be strong for the good of the team.

Seeing all this death and all of this destruction in one place made even her in all her years of solving mysteries with criminals dressed as monsters tremble in fear. Who or what in the hell was so psychotic to even be capable of such a gruesome act? This question played in her mind over and over again as they finally reached Shaggy's apartment at the end of the hallway near where a set of double doors led to the back courtyard of the complex.

Expecting to see the worst and hoping in their heart Shaggy was not lying dead in there, Freddy and Daphne took a deep breath giving each other a squeeze on the hand of we're in this together before they made their way into the apartment through what was once the front door:

Shaggy's apartment was not as wrecked as the other apartments in his complex though there was still broken glass all over the place and deep claw marks on some of the walls. From the looks of the apartment right into Shaggy's bedroom, this was where this lunatic suspect started their rampage and that meant this was where they needed to start looking for clues as Freddy went into the kitchen and Daphne begrugedly made her way towards Shaggy's bedroom on the opposite side of the kitchen.

Freddy noticed in the pantry which was stocked full of Shaggy's favorite delights that there were several missing boxes of Scooby Snacks from the shelves at the back of the pantry where he kept them stocked. Freddy's eyebrows rose in hope when he discovered this vital clue which meant Shaggy was at least alive.

Daphne made her way into Shaggy's bedroom which was full of broken glass, claw marks and strangely a spot on the carpet by the window where it looked like there had been a struggle followed by claw marks on the carpet and the bed. As she turned toward the foot of it, she noticed the big steamer trunk Shaggy always kept under it was missing as well as when she turned to look in the closet to find many of Shaggy's clothes missing from their hangers and or shelves. This lifted her spirits to know at least he was alive.

"Freddy!, I found some very good clues in the bedroom, come see." Daphne called out to Freddy who came bounding into the bedroom with hope plastered across his face.

"I found some good clues too. Shaggy is still alive because he took his Scooby Snacks with him and he never forgets those no matter where he goes" Freddy said cheerfully as Daphne was next to chime in her good news:

"Shaggy also took his steamer trunk and some of his clothes so I know he is still alive" Daphne said with enthusiasm which soon turned melancholy when she directed Freddy's attention over to the spot between the window and the bed where it looked like a struggle took place and this concerned the yellow haired blond:

"Daphne, while I am happy he is still alive, I'm not happy he might be a hostage to this psychotic lunatic, so we need to get pictures of these clues and text them to Velma". Freddy said as he dug out his cell phone from his jeans pocket.

"Freddy wait, this is still a crime scene and I think the police had better have a look at this before we go snapping pictures" Daphne warned as she put her hand in front of Freddy's phone.

"And what if we don't collect it and the police do and we never get to have an advantage they will" Freddy reasoned with Daphne.

"Because of them" Daphne said as she pointed outside the broken window at the sea of gathering news trucks parking themselves in a row across the street from the apartment complex.

"Listen Daphne, I don't give a damn about them, Shaggy is for all we know at this point a hostage and when they get their hands on this evidence, you can bet there's going to be a months of speculation and conspiracy theories" Freddy said sternly making Daphne take her hand off of his cell phone.

"Okay Freddy, I admit, we need to collect this evidence for ourselves, but do you know what's going to happen if our fellow newscasters look into this broken window and see a camera flash?" Daphne said in a concerned questionable tone.

"Is Shaggy's life worth succumbing to a bunch of idiots who only get paid if they are the ones with the scoop?" Freddy asked Daphne while he looked her straight in the eye with that Jones glare making her falter in her thinking.

"You better know what you are doing or it's our careers" Daphne warned as she stood back while Freddy aimed his camera phone to snap a picture.

"Besides, I have no flash on and the camera sound is mute" Fred said while his camera phone silently clicked off photos while he made his way around the apartment making sure to not disturb a thing while he texted the photos to Velma's cell phone number.

"By the time we get home tonight, Velma will be just as up to speed as we are" Freddy said as he clicked off the last photo and sent it to Velma.

"Come on, we've still got to go see the parking garage" Freddy motioned to Daphne as they made their way out of Shaggy's apartment and down the hall to the doors leading to the parking garage at the end of it.

Out of all the places, the parking garage was untouched which was odd in of itself given the massive amounts of destruction around it and by it. Perhaps the perpetrator's blast was not as strong as they anticipated it would be so Freddy clicked off more photos with his phone and texted them to Velma.

As they made their way through the parked cars and trucks, there wasn't a scratch on them and even the dust on some of them was unharmed which amazed both he and Daphne. When they got to the spot where Shaggy kept his red RV at the end of the parking garage, they noticed it was gone confirming their suspicions of Shaggy being still alive, but an unwilling hostage.

Daphne had a worried expression on her face as she looked for any evidence of tire skid marks on the cement leading out of the parking garage and when she found none, she turned to face Freddy who was clicking off photos of the evidence with his cell phone.

"Freddy, I have a bad feeling about this because the worst kind of suspect is one who likes to blend in with the world undetected" Daphne said in a shaky voice as she looked over to Freddy who was clicking off pictures of the evidence while he texted them to Velma's cell phone number.

While he was clicking off photos and texting them to Velma, Freddy was thinking of the best way to approach the general public about Shaggy's whereabouts and an idea popped into his head while he looked Daphne straight in the eye:

"We need to tell the general public that this is a hostage situation and to not approach whomever this suspect is at all costs if spotted" Freddy said going over the plan with Daphne.

Daphne's eyes lit up the more she thought about Freddy's plan which was the best course of action so she added her thoughts to his script idea:

'Right, he is still alive, but he is in grave danger so if anyone sees his vehicle, they must not approach it and let the authorities handle it" Daphne said as she went over her script outloud to Freddy so both of them were in sync with each other.

Freddy nodded his head and clicked off one more picture as he looked at the setting sun over the buildings east of the parking garage. Soon it would be dark and time for the ten o' clock news to start doing their live reports. He texted the last photo to Velma before he and Daphne snuck out a back way from the garage and were soon amongst the sea of news trucks and reporters heading towards the Channel Eleven News truck parked on the opposite side of the street to prepare for their live report in thirty minutes.

..

The Mystery Machine screeched to a halt in the driveway almost running into Fred and Daphne's garage as out of its driver seat came an enraged Velma with Scooby jumping out following close behind after she slammed the door so hard, the van shook making Googie jump out of her skin as she slugged her way out of the passenger seat closing the door quietly and following her girlfriend into the house.

Velma paced the floor in the living room like a caged tiger back and forth trying to calm herself down while she fumed:

"Who the fuck does Freddy think he is bossing me around like that? Does he think I don't care about Shaggy? If it wasn't for me, all of the fucking mysteries we took on would still be in a huge pile in his basement!" Velma growled while she looked at Scooby who like a cat rubbed up against her leg instantly taking away her annoyance with Fred replacing it with comforting body warmth.

"Rit's rokay Relma, RI Row RU rove Raggy roo" Scooby said in a calming voice while the brown haired woman plopped down on the big brown leather sofa after walking into the den with him laying down at her feet contently closing his eyes after he had tried to comfort her.

Googie walked into the den after closing the front door to have a seat by Velma gripping her temples while Velma turned the TV on to Channel Eleven which was running the Ed Sullivan show prior to the 10 o'clock news.

She felt Googie's weight shifting the couch enough to break her out of her brooding to glance over at her:

In the small moment Velma looked over at her girlfriend gripping her temples, she realized in her heart her lover needed more comfort then she did and she felt her heart sink deep in her chest when she realized all of this anger was not going to get anyone anywhere so she took a moment to regain her composure before she gently spoke to Googie:

"Googie, I'm sorry for losing my temper like that, I want to be part of this investigation and hate to not be there gathering important clues because Freddy has it up his ass to think I'm not cut out to be on mysteries with death" Velma said as she put her arm around Googie's shoulders trying to rub the tension out of them.

"Velma, I don't think all of you realize what you are dealing with. When Shaggy was a partial werewolf after Dracula's Hunch Bunch had transformed him, he freaked out the entire drive in movie theater we were at to a point where even I believed I was being kidnapped by some monster" Googie said as she felt the tension melt away in her shoulders as Velma continued to massage them.

"That whole experience changed him for the worse because he could not get over seeing people reacting to what was to them a real life dangerous frightening monster trying to get away with me to do God only knows what to me once we got out of sight" Googie said Velma continued to listen intently.

"It was only after we had escaped the mob in the hills did the realization hit me about what had happened to him and then next thing we knew we were laying in Dracula's dungeon after the Hunch Bunch had taken all of us there so that he could race in Dracula's despicable road race" Googie recalled as tears welled up in her eyes when a dark thought crossed her mind:

"I can't imagine what those monsters would have done to him if he hadn't won the race and we hadn't escaped…" Googie trailed off as tears started to fall from her eyes as she broke down burying her face in Velma's shoulder.

Velma who had been listening the whole time to Googie recount what had happened to her former boyfriend immediately tried to reason with her while she balled her eyes out on her shoulder:

"Oh stop it Googie, you and I both know it's poppycock to assume a bunch of made up monsters would do anything worse then scare the bejesus out of you for laughs and do anything more then put him in some made up road race dressed as a werewolf so they could get their laughs out of it at your expense.

Googie's head shot up and she looked at her girlfriend with tear soaked eyes as her fatigue fueled emotion took over:

"None of you saw what happened to him, none of you went through the months of traumatic nightmares or not speaking to me or him quitting racing because of what happened in Transylvania" Googie fumed while mascara stained tears dripped off her jaw line.

"And none of you were there after he blamed it all on me and walked out of our house we bought together forcing me to sell it so I didn't end up with a foreclosed nightmare he refused to help me pay off after he left!" Googie shouted while she choked out a sniffle.

Velma held Googie's chin in both her hands giving her a stern yet concerned look as she removed one of her hands to stroke her hair while she spoke:

"You are right, I was not there, I only know what Shaggy told me before he left Mystery Inc permanently and that in itself was traumatic for all of us just like this current situation with this crazy terrorist" Velma said softly while she lightly stroked Googie's hair looking at her with a soft stare through her glasses.

"Right now, we don't have answers and until we get them, we feel helpless against a force we don't know how to confront let alone defeat" Velma said truthfully while Googie sniffled.

"Until I see absolute evidence which will prove me otherwise, I have to assume like Freddy there is logic to everything and I have to admit to myself our childhood friend could be a suspect or one of the victims of this psychotic terrorist" Velma said softly while she hugged Googie trying to calm her down again.

A loud rattle on the coffee table startled both women into looking down at Velma's vibrating cell phone she had placed there after she had sat down to turn the TV on. Googie got up off the couch to go wash her face and reapply her makeup while Velma looked though her text messages.

She flipped her phone desktop on and saw she had twenty five unread messages on her messaging app. When she opened it, she saw that all the messages were from Freddy's cell phone number.

"Great" She thought with amusement, "Freddy got a talking to by Daphne and he's apologizing to me"

When she opened the text chat, her amusement turned to surprise while she read the long note from Freddy:

Velma, we're in Shaggy's apartment looking for clues and we think we've found some evidence he might be still alive, but we think he is being held hostage by who we don't know, but we do know with some glimmer of hope he is still alive so look through all these pictures I took and we'll get caught up tonight when me and Daphne get back.

Freddy

PS: Googie doesn't need to know about this, only you do. She'll find out when we do the ten o'clock news report.

And also I'm sorry I was bullish to you Velma, I'm just as scared as you are and hopefully these clues will help us get one step closer to Shaggy.

Velma took a minute to gain her composure after she read the text and proceeded to look through the pictures. She noted while looking through them that Shaggy's Scooby snacks were missing from the pantry as the twelfth picture depicted. In the fifteenth and sixteenth picture his steamer trunk was missing from under his bed and most of his clothes were missing from his closet leading her to believe at first he had left before the attack happened.

It was the twentieth through twenty fifth pictures which concerned her the most especially the picture taken of the spot between the window and bed where there looked to be a struggle followed by claw marks on the bed.

"What kind of human makes marks like that?" Velma asked herself confused at what she was looking at.

As she continued to study the pictures of all the claw marks on the walls, she felt a very cold feeling in her body when the realization hit her all the marks were from some kind of an animal, possibly canine.

"Could it be the suspect had an attack dog with them they used to create all those claw marks and then attack Shaggy before they took him hostage?" Velma thought to herself as the realization started to hit her that possibly Shaggy let in someone who liked dogs like he did and something went wrong and Shaggy lost the battle with the dog and was ultimately taken hostage after this canine reeked havoc on the complex with its owners help.

She had a million theories in her mind and when she got to the pictures of the seemingly unharmed parking garage and Shaggy's red RV being gone, an idea formulated itself in her mind:

"If this lunatic is mobile they would have to pass by several intersection cameras on their way out of town" Velma thought to herself and then suddenly the idea she had been formulating in her mind went off like a bright light bulb as her eyes lit up:

"That's it, I'll follow Shaggy's trail by looking at all the intersection cameras between the apartment complex and the highway out of town!" Velma exclaimed outloud pointing her index finger in the air.

"Surely, someone will have seen his red RV pass by their business since there are a lot of cameras within a twenty mile radius of the highway" Velma concluded as she startled when she heard the door to the bathroom in the other room close.

She clicked off her phone when Googie walked back into the room and sat back down on the sofa by her as she put her arm around her shoulders and kissed her on the cheek.

"So what were the texts all about?" Googie asked while she stroked Velma's hair.

Velma being one who could think on her feet quickly thought up a scenario involving her job:

"Oh they were just work related texts asking me to take a double shift for someone who is out sick" Velma said in a convincing tone to which Googie happily nodded her approval.

"I'm always happy when my baby gets to make double the income so we can have fun later" Googie cooed softly as she put her hand on Velma's leg.

Velma realizing what Googie was up to was thankfully interrupted when the ten o' clock news bulletin flashed across the TV distracting them both as they listened in when Daphne came live once the anchors at the desk in the Channel Eleven News studio read off the headline of the gruesome apartment terrorist attack earlier in the day:

"Let's go live to our correspondent reporter, Ms. Daphne Blake live at Chrystal Cove/ Newport Beach Apartment Complex" The news anchor said as the scene switched from the studio to the live shot of Daphne standing with the apartment complex behind her as she reported:

"Thank you Margery, Tonight we are learning more details about the gruesome terrorist attack which happened at the Chrystal Cove/Newport Beach Apartment complex behind me" Daphne said in her opening line while the camera panned closer to the beyond recognizable building over her shoulder after she gave Freddy the cue with her finger out of the camera's sight.

"Here's what we know so far: Fifty five dead and one missing who we believe to be a hostage of the suspect". Daphne continued as the camera panned back to her and the TV did a split screen between the studio and her live feed.

"Ms. Blake, can you tell us who this hostage is and their whereabouts?" Margery asked as the tv went back to the live scene.

"Yes, we can tell you the only person missing is identified as a 35 year old Norville Shaggy Rogers who lived in Apartment 30c where we believe this whole thing started. We believe the suspect got into some kind of altercation with Mr. Rogers and stole his red RV he always is seen driving. Daphne announced after a tiny delay for the question got to her ear piece.

Googie could not believe what she was hearing, she knew Shaggy was not being held hostage, she knew he was on the run to find a cure after what he had done to those people and if word of this reached Dracula's castle, he'd send his horrible Hunch Bunch after him in their bat copter.

Googie just sat there fuming while Velma was nodding her head agreeing with what Freddy had sent her in texts and Scooby had run into the room when he heard his master's name over the tv:

"RAGGY!, Rere are ru RAGGY!" Scooby shouted while Velma gently pat his head trying to calm the poor great dane down so he wouldn't accidently jump through the television.

"It's okay Scooby, Mystery Inc is going to get to the bottom of this disappearance one way or another" Velma said with confidence as Scooby jumped up to try to lick her face.

"Alright Scooby, get down!" Velma commanded as she blocked Scooby's attempted licks with her hands. "I want to hear the rest of this" Velma said sternly while Scooby obeyed her command lying back down at her feet facing the tv with his tail wagging violently side to side like a whip.

What can the general public do if they happen to see Mr. Roger's red RV? Margery asked Daphne who said:

I would tell the general public to not go near this vehicle or this suspect. If they see this RV, let the police and special ops handle it because this suspect has proven they are a psychopath who is capable of anything and will not hesitate to kill them and everyone around them. Daphne warned as the news shared the photos which were taken by crime scene and the photos of the spot where the altercation took place in the bedroom with the claw marks visibly edited out and the photo of the missing red RV.

A most heinous of acts if I do say so myself, but do you know where he was last seen or any other whereabouts?" Margery asked wanting to know further information before the next segment took over Daphne's live report.

"At this time we do not know Norville Shaggy Rogers whereabouts and police need to look at any and all traffic cameras between here, Chrystal Cove and the highway. Daphne stated before she wrapped up her report with a last line:

The public is urged if they have any information to please call the Newport Beach/Chrystal Cove police department at.. 721-870-0009 and also we believe the FBI will be working very closely with the police because of the severity of this crime.

Reporting live from Chrystal Cove/Newport Beach apartment complex, Daphne Blake, Channel Eleven News. Daphne signed off as the tv went to the next news segment.

Velma looked over and noticed Googie was gone when she heard the front door slam loudly startling Scooby enough to go over and investigate it. Velma did not get up to go after her as she figured she needed some time to herself after hearing the news of her former boyfriend being taken hostage.

She got up with Scooby following her into the office near the front door where she kept a backup laptop. She sat down on the office chair and soon was with a few clicks and a password on the internet looking at intersection traffic cameras for clues as Scooby plopped down beside her drifting off to sleep dreaming about being reunited with his master sooner hopefully then later.

..

Brunch maneuvered the bat copter through the sky without much effort as the wind carried it along at a good clip while it flew across the countryside soon reaching the last bit of the Santa Ana mountain range before it started to descend its way through the hills leading to the big city and eventually to Chrystal Cove.

When the Pacific Ocean came into view, Brunch hooked a right and was soon flying down the road leading to Shaggy's apartment complex. The copter gained altitude so it would not be seen by the people below on the beach or at the apartment complex.

Soon a very dilapidated building with several news trucks parked around it and across from it came into their view. Using the clouds covering the moon as cover for their copter, Crunch and Brunch marveled at the amount of destruction the new Shaggy werewolf left behind. They were almost giddy with excitement as Crunch pulled out the Bat TV camera to broadcast the carnage to Dracula.

"My my Crunch, it seems the Master has really outdone himself this time" Brunch gloated.

"Blaa, da blaster, sssisss a genuissssss" Crunch spat out as he held the camera by pointing it down making sure to get all of the broken windows and wrecked cars while Brunch patched himself through to Dracula on the bat copter's computer.

Dracula sat in his office tapping his long bony fingers on the desk eagerly awaiting an update from Crunch and Brunch.

When he heard his computer screen blip on, he pushed a button on it and there on the picture frame was Brunch:

"Well, vhat do you have to report?" "Vhere is my Shag-ee verevolf?" Dracula demanded while he pounded his fist onto the desk impatiently.

"We have arrived at the scene where the Shaggy werewolf lives, Sire" Brunch stated in his olde English accent.

"So vhat, who cares avout dat?" Dracula grumbled as the tapping of his fingers got more intense.

"Let me show you, Your Awfulness, what we have found, you will be impressed" Brunch said calmly while he flipped a switch which changed the screen over to the Bat TV feed scanning over the carnage of what used to be an apartment complex.

Dracula could not believe his eyes, it had been eons since The Count had created the perfect werewolf and he marveled with great pride at all the destruction in front of him on his computer screen. His fangs increased in size when he saw body after body being carted out of the place making him drool at the wonderful sight before him.

"Spectacular, stupendous!, oh be sure to get this out so everyvone in my realm can see my verevolf's beautiful vork!" Dracula exclaimed wishing he could be there to collect the blood of each of those dead bodies and drink his fill while he took the rest for his blood chamber cellar beneath the castle.

"Indeed we will, Sire!" Brunch exclaimed.

"Now, dat aside, have you dropped off that ridiculous Scrappy hound?" Dracula asked while his fangs shrunk back down to normal when Brunch came back on the screen.

"Not yet Sire, but we think we know where to put him for the most carnage!" Brunch said enthusiastically while The Count frowned.

"I don't care vhere you drrrop him, I just vant to cast the spell vhile the harvest moon is still active" Dracula reminded Brunch who nodded his head.

"Don't worry Sire, you will have your fun with this Scrappy fellow soon enough" Crunch reassured The Count.

"As soon as we are done here our plan is to drop him off in the hills near where his friends live and once that is done, we will let you know, Sire" Brunch said making Dracula more impatient.

"Listen, if you two don't drop Scrappy off by midnight, I'll have both of your humps quartered and fed to my bog monster!" Dracula threatened making both Crunch and Brunch shudder at the thought of being a delicacy for one of Dracula's most hideous of monsters.

"Uhh, right away Sire, consider it done within the hour" Brunch reassured Dracula in a shaky voice as the Count's feed faded out and him taking a deep breath.

"Vo no, ssssnot, sa sog monsssterrr" Crunch flushed as his spittle hit Brunch in the face making him wretch in reaction.

"Come on old boy, turn that camera off and let's get rid of this moronic Doo" Brunch motioned to Crunch who brought the camera back inside the bat copter storing it behind his seat.

Within a half hour, the bat copter was landing in some remote hills just outside of Fred and Daphne's neighborhood. Brunch made sure to conceal the Bat Copter so that nobody could see what they were up to.

Crunch walked to the side of the copter where Scrappy was being held and he opened the side door with Scrappy snarling at him like a caged grizzly bear.

Brunch walked around to help Crunch drag out the cage and set it on the ground where the moon's rays were most intense near a small canyon area with no trees or hills blocking the moon.

"My my, aren't we a little testy": Brunch mused while he ducked out of the way of a swipe from Scrappy's paw while they drug the cage towards the area of the canyon where they wanted it.

"Blah, ssssssiissssssssshehehhehhehehe" Crunch hissed getting Scrappy's face all wet with his spittle making the Great Dane even more enraged.

"You two drippy dippy jerks just wait until I break out of this cage and give you the come uppings I should have given your liar of a Count" Scrappy growled shaking the cage which gave little to his attempts at breaking it.

"Ah tit tit my Dear Scrappy, you will get to see our Master one more time to discuss whatever grievances you have with him" Brunch said in a persuasive tone making Scrappy stop trying to swipe at them.

"So what's going to happen when I see him, am I going to get my money and my book back or not?" Scrappy asked while he bared his fangs at Crunch who continued to tease him by rattling the cage bars with a tree branch.

"Oh my dearest Scrappy, I assure you, you'll not only get what you deserve, but you'll also get a nice surprise to go with it" Brunch said laughing to himself about what was really going to happen to Scrappy.

"Good, when does the undead bastard show up?" Scrappy growled gripping the bars and biting off part of the tree branch spitting the particles on the ground making Crunch go wide eyed with amazement.

"Hey, datsss, not fair" Crunch protested as he threw what was left of the tree branch at the cage making Scrappy laugh.

"Nobody said it was fair, you slobbering dimwitted brainless monkey" Scrappy insulted at Crunch doing the monkey armpit scratch and face forcing Crunch to run at the cage and kick dirt in his face.

Brunch had to hold his slobber frothed friend back to keep him from hurting himself while he tried to reason with him:

"Drop it chap, in a few minutes, this abomination of a mutt is going to get the surprise he deserves" Brunch said winking at Crunch who even in all of his stupidity understood what his friend meant by surprise.

"Blah, sissshehheheh, SSSSurpprisssssss" Crunch laughed making Scrappy look at him with a quizzical look on his face.

"Come Crunch, let us go reconnoiter with the Master!" Brunch motioned with Crunch following him scratching his head at the over his IQ word Brunch threw at him:

"Reeconoisesss?" Crunch said in a confused tone.

"Do shut up and come on" Brunch said in an annoyed tone as it finally dawned on Crunch what his friend meant.

"Oh yeahhehehehhehh" Crunch laughed as they both made their way back to the bat copter to page Dracula.

Dracula paced his office grumbling to himself hoping his Hunch Bunch did not foil what could be the most diabolical plan he had ever devised while he stared at the bat clock ticking closer to midnight making him even more agitated as he looked out the window at the cloud covered full harvest moon pumping his fist at it in frustration.

"If dat Hunch Bunch screws dis one up, I'll put both dhere heads on poles!" Dracula shouted as Vanna Pira entered his office with two glasses of blood wine for her and for him.

"Don't fret Dracky, Crunch and Brunch both know the significance of this plan" Vanna reasoned with her husband who took the glass of blood wine and gulped it down like a shot of whisky with some of it dripping off his fangs onto his chin.

"I don't care Vanna, everytime I send dhoes two out, something always goes kapoot!" Dracula yelled while he pointed his finger up in the air and Vanna wiped the dribbling blood wine off his mouth with a bat napkin.

"Have faith in them Dracky, you and I both know if we can divert Shaggy's friends off the trail of him that capturing him will be that much more easy" Vanna assured her husband.

"He must not reach Louisiana, the last ting I need is dat faction sticking dere noses where dhey don't belong" Dracula worried as he sat down in his bat office chair brooding.

"Don't worry Dracky, while I was getting our drinks I sent out one of our bat scouts to put a GPS monitor on Shaggy when he transforms into his werewolf form so we can track where he is going and if my instincts are right, he will not have gotten very far out of city limits before darkness forces him off the road" Vanna said upping the spirits of Dracula.

"Good, that means ve cannot fail one vay or another" Dracula chimed with some enthusiasm even though the pessimist in him said it could still fail.

The Count looked up at the clock, it was fifteen to midnight and his hands balled up into fists while his blood started to boil once again.

Just before he was about to start yelling and transfer himself to the bat copter to talk some real fear into the Hunch Bunch, his computer screen blipped on startling him as he tapped the button and the image of Brunch appeared on his computer screen.

"Vell, you nincompoop, what is da status of you dropping off that mangy hound, Scrap-ee?" Dracula asked hoping he did not hear another Hunch Bunch screw up.

"Sire, we have dropped him off here in the hills above Chrystal Cove, we'll send you the coordinates so you can beam yourself with the bat transporter to this location" Brunch said making Dracula sigh with some relief and Vanna Pira clap in joy.

"See. I told you Dracky, never lose faith in your henchmen to do right when it counts" Vanna said in a motivational tone which Dracula just blew off.

"Bah, these two imbeciles might get rewarded tonight with spider burgers and snake egg Goulash" Dracula said reluctantly as he penned the coordinates given by Brunch.

"Don't do anything stupid and keep out of sight, I'll be dhere in a few minutes" Dracula commanded as he was about to get up.

"Oh and Sire, Scrappy is demanding to have an audience with you to get his book and his payment he demands" Brunch said giving Dracula an evil grin.

"That mangy hound is going to get a surprise he vill never forget" Dracula growled as Brunch's image faded away.

The Count was on his feet seconds later while his wife reminded him:

"You be careful Dracky, no getting yourself scratched by hungry werewolves"

"Fah, If dat mangy mutt tries anything with Dracula, I'll make sure his remains after dhey kill him are sent to my dungeon monsters as chew toys" Dracula grumbled deeply as he wrapped his cape around his body and was gone with a big red puff of smoke.

Seconds later, down in the dungeon area of the castle, Dracula reappeared near a door leading to where he kept his bat transporter machine. The door creaked open and The Count made his way down the long hallway adorned with torches lining the walls for light into a laboratory where Dr. Jekyll was lost in his many experiments.

Dracula walked into the room giving the elegant dressed glasses wearing turn of the century doctor a menacing stare startling him into attention:

"Your Majesty, what brings one such as you down here to my lab" Dr. Jekyll elegantly spoke making Dracula frown at him before he gave his usual dressing down of the good doctor:

"Shut up you fool and put in dhese coordinates" Dracula said menacingly while he pointed at the piece of paper he held in his right hand.

"I'm in a hurry and if you mess it up, I'll turn both you and that sniveling monster of yours into mindless zombies" Dracula hissed bearing his fangs making the good doctor cower as his hideous green alter ego took over and grabbed the coordinates out of The Count's bony hand.

"Rollow Re" Mr. Hyde motioned as he led the Count to the bat transporter machine on the other end of the lab.

Hyde soon turned back into Dr. Jekyll who stood at the bat transporter bowing his head while Dracula grumbling to himself entered the machine.

Dr. Jekyll entered the coordinates in the machine which directed it to transport Dracula to a remote spot in the hills by a small canyon above Chrystal Cove where the Hunch Bunch was waiting for him.

"All you have to do,Sire, is motion with your hand and the machine will automatically transport you back here to the castle" Dr. Jekyll explained calmly before his Hyde alter ego took over his body and pushed the red button to activate the transporter.

"Rave a pleasant rrriipp" Hyde snarled waving at Dracula who sneered at the pathetic display.

"Remind me to boil both of you in oil and have you whipped by my.." Dracula spat at Mr. Hyde who transformed back into Dr. Jekyll as he evaporated and was gone.

Dr. Jekyll walked away and sat down in his chair resuming his lab work muttering to himself at one day creating something which would put Dracula in his place to where he was the one who took the dressing downs Dr. Jekyll gave him and at that thought Dr. Jekyll chuckled to himself as he immersed himself back in his lab work.