A/N- This is a prologue (I plan for the main 5 to make an appearance in this one)

1- Dismantled

The last day of the Halloween event meant one thing.

Things would be coming down.

A couple arcade machines twitched. They had no choice but to watch as Queen Anne's Revenge was carefully removed from her moorings.

Another group of workmen unplugged the arcade cabinets and slid them onto a truck bed.

The maintenance men examined the area. "All clear!" The leader said. "Send 'em back."

The truck with the arcade cabinets drove away.

Queen Anne found herself in another truck. The foreman hopped in the cab and pulled away.

"Hey, aren't you going to visit the haunted house?" the foreman asked. Queen Anne strained to listen to the conversation. "All those animatronics need to be put in storage."

"We're full up, Jim," the man in the passenger's seat said. "Maybe after we unload everything."

The truck stopped. A couple of workmen opened the truck doors.

Queen Annie watched as the arcade cabinets were carried inside.

"Thar's Dance o' Death... Urban Brawler... Monkey Madness..." She squinted. "Cobweb Carnival..." The workmen approached her truck and dragged her into the building.

"Where'd you want this?" one of the workmen asked.

Jim exited the truck. "Put it in the first room on the left." Jim swiped a key card on the lock. The doors opened. The workmen gently placed her on a stand. They left soon after.

"Perimeter secured!" A sharp voice said.

Queen Anne blinked. "Who said that?"

One of the lamps descended. "I never knew some things in here were still conscious."

The other descended and looked Queen Anne straight in eye. "That would be me and..." A moment of silence. "When did they buy a pirate ship?"

"You have to forgive 001, she doesn't get out much," the other lamp said.

"I don't get out much? I don't get out at all!" 001 said. Her gaze darted to her companion. "That's 002. We run this place."

"'n who are those scallywags?" Queen Anne asked.

The two lamps exchanged glances. "Do all pirate ship rides talk like pirates?" They paused. "Those are the workmen."

"Well, me brother Ramses thinks he's a pharaoh, 'n Sun Tzu... Chinese Warship... oh, I forgot Olaf natters like a vikin'!"

"001, it all depends on the theming of the ride!" 002 said. She paused. "Oh, they're back!"

The doors to Queen Anne's room opened. The men placed seven life-sized humanoid figures in the room.

001 descended, then recoiled in horror.

"And what are these?" she asked her colleague.

"Animatronics," 002 said.

"Don't worry. They won't move without their control module," an eerie voice said.

Queen Anne's gaze darted to the wall. "Who's that?"

"Oh, me?" the voice replied. "Do you want my full name?"

"Aye," Queen Anne said.

"My official name is Haunted Manor, but you may call me Haunt." There was a slight chuckle. "I see you've met my puppets."

"Hello, have you come for my wedding? I can't... I can't find my bouquet... where am I?" A husky female voice said.

Queen Anne cringed.

"Sorry, just entertaining myself with the audio cues."

"You look like you've seen a ghost. Ah, then you must've met my bride!" The deep voice laughed.