In the Monster world, there was chaos going in the prison, as the old crab spider monster known as Henry J. Waternoose, was breaking out of jail. He had been in prison for over a year now, and was wanting to conduct a plan for getting revenge on the ones who had sent him to jail, and to get the Scream Extractor to work again.

Once he got far enough away from Monstropolis, or more to a deserted part of it, an old rundown warehouse, but still in good enough shape to stay upright, Waternoose got himself settled and began to come up with a plan to get that scrap metal out of the factory's basement and to get it working again.

But there was only one monster who knew how to get it fixed up, and that meant finding him again. Randall Boggs. He had the blueprints for it and had built it. And of course, perhaps there was also his former assistant, Fungus. But Randall was the mastermind behind it and how it was made.

First, he had to find and hire some muscle to get the machine out of the basement and to also have backup for his revenge.

He only went out at night at the moment, and knew where to head to find the muscle he needed. He knew where the often real bad monsters hung out. Some other monsters in prison had told him where their hideouts were.

The one where Waternoose decided to track down was a gang called The Nomads. They were gangsters in a far part of town that was often dangerous, and it was mostly a dead end part of town where practically no one lived, other than them. It made it good for them to have their hideout there.

It was a group of six monsters going only by their gang names. Their real names were nonexistent.

The leader was a big brown one with horns that curved inward and were big and large. He had two arms and four legs. He had rubbery skin. His name was The Creeper. He was about 7 feet tall.

His other five members were Tank, Swifty, Spyder, Knuckles, and Smasher. They all were really scary monsters. They loved to make others submit. They loved to cause chaos.

Tank was well, built like a big tank, kind of square shaped. He was 8 feet tall. He had two green standing eyes. He had two legs and two arms.

Spyder was like a spider. A black monster with tentacles everywhere on his body. Five amber eyes. He was about 7 feet tall.

Swifty was the computer genius of the bunch. He was more like a snake, but he had two arms. He was orange colored and had two dark brown eyes. His most upright version of himself was about 6 feet tall.

Knuckles was a fighter. He loved to break things and hurt others. He had long spikes on his back, lots of small spikes on his head, a club at the end of his tail. He had a horn on his nose. He stood about 6 foot tall.

Smasher loved to destroy property. He was about 5 foot tall. He was more like an insect, but he had four crab-like pinchers. He had three pairs of eyes.

Waternoose approached them. When the gang saw him, they got around him and were watching him with threatening glares.

"Why are you croaching onto our territory, Old Man?" The Creeper asked.

"I want you to work for me. I have a plan to take back the Scream Energy our world has thrived on for hundreds of years. I also want to get revenge on the ones who put me in jail in the first place." Waternoose explained.

"And who are you, Old Man?" Spyder asked.

"Mr. Henry. J. Waternoose. The former CEO of the Monsters, Incorporated." Waternoose introduced himself.

The gang softened for a moment. Then, Creeper said, "We've heard of you, Waternoose. Had some machine involved."

"The Scream Extractor, yes. I want to get it out of the basement, have it fixed up again, and start collecting children's screams again. I don't care how many we have to kidnap to get the screams. I just want the machine to do the job it was made to do." Waternoose explained in a dark, demanding tone.

The way this older monster talked, the more he seemed like their type to want to work for.

"Alright. But you better pay us good for this." Creeper said.

"If you work for me and get it to where it works, I'll super pay you!" Waternoose said. "And if it comes to it, we may even have to hunt down Randall Boggs too."

"I've heard of him." Swifty said. "I went to high school with him. He was always the shy, nerdy type."

"Were you friends with him?" Spyder asked.

"No. He was too quiet and kept to himself. I know he had a habit of vanishing." Swifty said.

"Yes. It made him the second best scarer we had, and was number one at one time. But anyway, we are going to take Monsters, Inc down for stealing my job and destroying my plans for the scream extractor." Waternoose said.

The gang agreed to work for him.

Late at night, Swifty used some technology to shut everything down in the factory, even the cameras, so they all could sneak in and get the scream extractor out of the basement. Waternoose had given them instructions about how to get in and go to where the basement was and to get the machine.

Knuckles had a big transport truck outside. He was driving.

Waternoose was staying in the Nomads' warehouse. He hoped these young misfits could pull this off. A lot of the more friendly monsters were afraid of these gangsters.

Later on, the truck pulled back in, and inside, was the Scream Extractor.

Waternoose was surprised, but pleased.

"Told you we'd get it." Creeper said.

They began to get to work on getting it set up into the air and its fixtures. Waternoose would wait and see what happened till later.

….

Back in the human world, April and Casey had gone out on a date, celebrating their two year anniversary of being together. Randall was happy for them. He was left in charge of the shop. He was downstairs in his apartment when he heard some noises upstairs in the shop. The shop was right above his room. He knew his human friends couldn't be back yet. They had left not long ago.

He went up to investigate the shop. It couldn't be the turtles. They knew better than to break stuff, but it happened from time to time. But they hadn't called him to tell him they were coming. It was possible burglars.

Randall opened the basement door ever so slowly and listened. He heard some mumbling about and evil laughing. He vanished and went to see for real.

In the shop, there were three humans in masked hoods raiding the joint for some jewelry and the cash in the register. But under the masks, one had black hair, one had red hair, and the third had brown hair.

Randall growled. He snuck in.

The men thought no one was home. There was no burglar alarm and no guard dogs. They thought they were going to get away with it.

Randall got onto the ceiling and made sure to stay silent up until the last second.

"Hurry up there!" The black haired man said.

The brown haired one had just gotten into the register and was bagging up the cash. "I'm hurrying!" he said.

"You shouldn't take things that don't belong to you." A soft, raspy voice suddenly came out of nowhere.

The men looked up, puzzled.

"Who's there?" The black haired one asked warily. He held a knife at the ready.

"We mean business!" The last one, a redhead said.

The one raiding the register suddenly went flying backwards into the wall, making him drop the cash bag and bang his head hard on the wall. He grunted at the blow. He looked up, and rubbed his head.

Randall made his eyes and teeth appear. He hissed and flailed his tongue.

"AHH!" The brown haired man screamed in terror. He pushed himself to his feet and ran out of the shop.

"Damon! Where you going?! Get back here!" The black haired one ordered.

Then the redhead went down onto his butt and back. "Whoa!" He screamed.

The leader looked to where his partner fell and he was looking for anything that had made him trip. But then, he felt a mighty whip to the face and he fell over a chair that was in the shop.

"Who's there?!" The redhead asked in fear.

"Your worst nightmare!" Randall hissed and he showed his eyes, teeth and tongue again. His back feet were on the ceiling, and he was just hanging from it.

The two men shivered in fear.

"Now, get out of here or I'll make sure you suffer the consequences!" Randall warned them. He then gave a warning growl.

The black haired man waved the knife towards his face, but Randall was too fast for him. He pulled himself back up to the ceiling and moved away with such stealth.

"Let's get out of here!" The redhead said.

"I ain't gonna let no ghost make me leave until the job is done!" Black said.

Randall knew he would have to do more to convince them to leave. He began throwing stuff and the men got hit several times. He also tripped them both and he whipped both of them in the face with his tail.

There was a loud growling sound and then a mouthful of teeth was coming at them.

"AHHHH!" The men screamed and got up as they staggered to their feet and ran out of the store.

Randall gave a good laugh. He had enjoyed that. He had seen off three goons all by himself. It was clear that April did need him here. And it was clear that she needed an alarm.

He called April on her shell cell and told her that the shop had been broken into by three goons. He didn't know who they were. They were just robbers.

When April and Casey got back to the shop, they talked to Randall.

"What were they doing here?" April asked, clearly distressed.

"What did they want?" Casey demanded angrily.

"Evidently, what every criminal human wants: money. One of them was taking money out of the register. The others were gathering the jewelry off the shelves and out of the glass containers." Randall explained.

"What did they look like?" April asked.

"They had dark clothes on, and dark face masks on. I couldn't see their faces." Randall said, "but I gave some good scares and got them out of here."

"I wouldn't know what to tell the police if you don't have any information that would help to track them down, Randall." April said.

"I wish I had more. Wait, I heard a name being called out. It was Damon."

"Sure, Randall, like that'd help." Casey remarked.

"Sorry, Casey. I don't have anymore to go on. And April, you know I wouldn't be trying to take the money or breaking your merchandise." Randall said.

"Yes. I know. All we can do really is just put things back and fix the place up. There's no point in going to the police unless there is something to go on." April said. "But they might be back."

"With the scares I gave them, I doubt it, April."

"I bet you did a good job." April patted him on the back.

"How'd you do it?" Casey was curious.

"Being invisible and just showing my eyes, teeth, and my tongue. Tripping them, throwing stuff that was already out at them, tail lashes to the face, and more teeth showing, like a shark's teeth coming at them." Randall gave an evil smile. "One of them even thought I was a ghost."

April laughed. "Yeah, that would give almost any human a good scare to get out."

Casey even had to have a laugh. Randall's scare techniques were impressive. He had at least kept the criminals from escaping with the money and jewelry. Tomorrow, they would get to work on putting things back together. Randall hadn't touched the mess yet so there would be evidence.

But April did call the police anyway and told them her shop was broken into. But there just wasn't much information she could give them because they were all disguised.

Later on, Randall went down to see the turtles and told them about what happened. After he was done, Leo said, "You could have called us if you needed help."

"I know I can defend the shop, Leo." Randall said. "I know how to scare most humans really well. And sometimes, I even use the ninja training you've taught me." Then he turned to Don. "Don, maybe putting an alarm and cameras in the shop would be helpful too. We had them at my former job and it made things a lot easier at times of who was being in trouble."

"That's a good idea, Randall. I'd be happy to, if you'd help me?" Don said.

"Sure."

The guys didn't care if the bad guys got away so much as that Randall got them out of the shop and didn't steal April's money. It was her livelihood. But they still thought the robbers deserved some jail time. But with no way to identify them at the moment, it would be hopeless. Unless they all did some patrols and went looking around close to April's neighborhood and they all might catch them in the act.

Don told April he would be happy to install cameras and an alarm in her shop if it would bring a piece of mind and use camera footage for evidence. Sure, Randall was a good eyewitness, but he couldn't reveal himself to the police. But he could be voice recorded.

April bought the camera supplies and the alarm gear for Don to install in her shop. That night, Don and Randall stayed at the shop to install a few cameras and a new alarm system, while Leo, Raph, and Mikey all went patrolling in the area to see if there were any robbers on the loose tonight. And they didn't always have to be Purple Dragons to cause trouble. Anyone could be a robber.

It was a few blocks over that the trio of turtles did indeed find some robbers breaking into a different jewelry store, and just as Randall had described, it was some masked robbers; three of them.

The alarm was blaring and they were in a hurry. The turtles quickly jumped down and dealt with them, getting them down and tying them up for the police. The sirens were coming. The turtles got back to the rooftops just in the nick of time as the cops got there.

It turned out these bozos had been causing trouble all over town. They were now going to jail. Good thing Randall had dealt with them first. At least he had saved April's shop from having her stuff stolen.

Running a business, especially that had jewelry in it would always have its risks, but April did have to make a living since she didn't work as a scientist anymore, or at least until she might find one again one day.

When they got back to the shop, they began helping April clean up and fix things back up again while Don and Randall continued to get the alarm and cameras set up. The cameras would be linked to both her own and Don's computers. Randall could check on April's computer when she wasn't home as needed. But he was there to also just check on the shop too.

Insurance paid for some of the damages the thieves had done to the shop.