I DO NOT OWN MONSTER ALLERGY
Somewhere in the middle of the city, Char was out and about exploring this new surroundings, marveling at the sights around him. "Who would have thought that mere humans would have advanced so much in my absence." Char said admiring the tall buildings. During his time, humans still lived in wooden huts for the most part. A few privileged ones had stone castles. To see people living in giant metal houses that extend all the way into the sky was beyond belief. And it wasn't just the skyscrapers either that caught his attention. There was also the technology all around that fascinated him; like the horseless carriages, hand held devices that seem to serve a similar purpose as a crystal ball does, and monoliths that provide food and drink at the person's request. As he continued on he couldn't help but notice that people were staring at him strangely. At the same time he found himself outside a department store where he saw his reflection in the glass overlapping with some of the clothes on display. Now that the thought about it, his clothing does seem to make him a bit conspicuous. "May perhaps a change in wardrobe in needed if I am to fit in with these natives." Char mused. Making himself intangible, he phased into a mannequin, exchanging out his old clothes for the ones that were on the mannequin. Char then walked up to a mirror to check out his new look. He was now wearing a leather pants with trench coat and wide brim hat. "Not really the style I'm accustom to but not bad," Char said admiring his new attire "In fact I kind of like it. I wonder what else this modern world has to offer?" Char said as he continued on his tour.
Meanwhile back at Emily's mansion, the Tamers and the Tutors gathered at the main room for an emergency meeting. "Alright Jeremy who's this Char person?" Zick demanded.
"And what are wraiths?" Elena added.
"Alright one thing at a time!" Jeremy hissed as he got comfortable. "First off, as you all should know, when a human dies they become one of two types of ghosts."
"Yeah Light Spirits like my grandparents," Zick interrupted.
"And Dark Phantoms, ghosts who want to come back to life by eating monsters and Tamers." Teddy finished not wanting to be shown up by Zick.
"Since having monster substance in their stomachs makes them temporarily solid, even though it also causes them to become extremely destructive." Bobby said jumping in.
"Yes," Jeremy said slightly annoyed that they interrupted him, but at this point, come to expect that sort of rude behavior from this lot. "But what most don't know is there's a third type of ghost called the Wraith, but unlike the first two, these ghosts are manifested from deceased witches."
"What, but I've never heard of witches becoming ghosts!" the older Tamers protested.
"That is because they are artificial ghosts," Jeremy said sternly. Completely shocked by this revelation, everyone gasped in silence. "It was about 1000 years ago when they first appeared. No one knew where they came from or how they came to be, but one thing was certain. They weren't natural. Somehow Char the previous Lord of the Witches found a way to transform himself and his brood into ghost like creatures. Able to shift from solid to ghost form at will and they were practically unstoppable." Jeremy paused for a bit as if remembering some traumatic moment. "I first encountered the Wraiths was a young guard. I just finished my training and assigned to protect a small village of monsters. That's when Char and his brood attacked. Just like living witches, the Tutor's and Tamer's Dom powers were ineffective against them. Not only that, none of our anti-ghost defenses would work on them either. But that is not the worst part." Jeremy shivered nervously.
"What was the worst part?" Zick gulped.
"As you all should know magic potions can only be brewed in a witch's cauldron," Jeremy started saying.
"It's true," Elena interrupted. "I tried to cook some of these magic spells using my own pots, but they never worked. Got a pretty good beef stew out of it though." Showing everyone a page in her witches book.
"Ahem may I continue?" Jeremy snarked. Elena nodded putting her book away. "The worst thing about the Wraith is that their stomachs worked like a biological cauldron. They simply need to 'eat' the ingredients and they can concoct whatever magical potion they desired." Everyone was taken back by this revelation. One of the few weaknesses that witches have is the fact that they can only carry so many potions on their person. Once they use that up, or they don't have the right spell for a specific situation, they are vulnerable. But if Wraiths' stomachs can brew whatever they need whenever they need it, that practically eliminates that weakness. However the thing that really bothered them is the ingredients itself. Since they all know that one of the key ingredients in witch's potions are monsters. "When they raided my village, I watched them devour over 100 hundred monsters in one setting. It seemed like their was no end to their appetite." Jeremy quivered.
"So how did you stop them?" Elena gulped.
"We didn't," Jeremy confessed. "Myself and my fellow guards and a few Tamers tried to repel them, but we were hopelessly outmatched. We barely managed to escape with the few monsters we were able to save." Jeremy lowered his head down in shame. "For over one month the Wraiths terrorized the monster world. I faced off against Char many times during then though I could never beat him. Then one day, as quickly as they came, they all just disappeared." Jeremy finished.
"What do you mean disappeared?" Timothy asked.
"Just that, they were just gone without a trace." Jeremy stressed.
"Did they cross over to the other side?" Elena wondered.
"Perhaps, but there were rumors that certain renegade Tamers made a deal with the Anguanes. In exchange for 1000 monsters, they would prepare a spell that would rid the world of the Wraiths." Jeremy stared accusingly at the Tamers.
"Oh not this again!" Zob groaned. For centuries now Tamers have been wrongfully exiled from the monster cities and imprisoned at Detention Oasis because a few have been poaching monsters and selling them for profit. Only recently their exile was lifted after Zick and the other Tamers helped save Bibbur-Si from Magnacat. However there are still tension between Tutors and Tamers because of their checkered history.
"Do you have proof that the Tamers did that?" Zick demanded.
"Nothing was ever proven back then," Jeremy reluctantly admitted. "However judging by the amount of magic in that crypt, that seems to support said rumor."
"That's just circumstantial evidence." Bobby making a counterpoint.
"All of that doesn't matter now, we still have to deal with this current crisis!" Timothy reminded everyone.
"Well we do have one thing that you didn't have back 1000 years ago." Zick boasted showing everyone his sunglasses.
"That's right, somehow Zick's glasses was able to amplify his Dom-beams to effect Char." Timothy recalled.
"So how about hooking up the rest of us with some of those fancy shades." Teddy suggested.
"Are you sure you want one, after what happened the last time?" Zick teased. Reminding Teddy of how he tried to steal Zick's sunglasses, only to lose control of his Dom powers upon using them.
"Hey that was a fluke, I bet I'll be much better at using them this time around." Teddy protested.
"While I'm not exactly thrilled with the idea of giving you kids with power enhancing tools, they may be our only hope." Jeremy reluctantly admitted. "By the way, where did you get those glasses? I know they're not standard issue Dom items."
"Come to think of it, I never really did find out where they came from." Timothy looking at Zick.
"Elena made them for me," Zick finally said. Causing everyone to look at her.
"Hey I only made them to cover his eyes. I didn't know that they would give him a power boost. I'm not even sure if I can make another one." Elena admitted.
"Hear that it's a love present from his girlfriend," Teddy teased.
"No wonder he doesn't want to share it with the rest of us," Bobby giggled.
"Or why she won't make one for the rest of us." Lay joining in.
"Hey he/she is not my boy/girl friend!" Both Zick and Elena said at the same time.
"If you say so," the young Tamers mocked.
"Enough of this nonsense. I will escort Elena back to Bibbur-Si. Perhaps she can work with our R/D department to try and recreate the glasses; and I need to report this to the other Maximum Tutors. In the meantime Stellar Tutor Timothy, take charge of the investigation team and search this witch's hole from top to bottom. Try to find any information that may help us deal with the Wraiths." Jeremy instructed.
"What about us?" the Tamers asked.
"Need I tell you? Go find Char. Stop him if you can, but at the very least, keep him from eating all the monsters!" Jeremy stressed. With that everyone scrambled to do their assignments.
Meanwhile Char was now somewhere in Old Mill. While not as grand as the big city, it still had it's charms. One thing in particular interest were the old abandoned buildings festering with Dark Phantoms. "If I am to succeed in my endeavors, I will need allies." Char decided. "Or at the very least minions." Walking into the abandoned building he saw that there were far more Phantoms inside that he originally thought.
"I'm hungry," the Dark Phantoms complained as they hovered about. With the Tamers and Tutors working together to protect monster kind, it's been getting harder and harder for Dark Phantoms to hunt down monsters.
"Perhaps I can be of some service," Char said hovering into the room.
"Who are you?" one of the Dark Phantoms demanded as the others gathered in a defensive position.
"What are you?" another asked.
"You appear to be a ghost but you're not a Dark Phantom," a third said.
"And since you're not blinding us with that accursed holy light, you're not a Light Spirit neither." another noted.
"Correct, I am neither a Dark Phantom nor a Light Spirit. I am what is called a Wraith. My name is Char and I have a proposition for you." Char offered.
"What sort of proposition?" the first Dark Phantom asked. Clearly he was the leader of this bunch.
"I need some help with a family reunion party I'm planning." Char smiled as he pulled out a small can. "Consider this a down payment and a token of my good faith." Char threw the can at the Dark Phantoms. As the can hit the floor, the lid fell off and a monster, a Snyakutze, came bursting out. Terrified the Snyakutze body started to fall apart with each piece fleeing in a different direction, but the Dark Phantoms quickly started chasing down and encasing the poor monster's parts in a webbing cocoon. With the exception of one eyeball that managed to roll away. After securing their prey, the leader turned to Char.
"Thanks for getting us our dinner, but just because you brought us one monster that doesn't mean we'll work for you. You'll have to bring us ten before we commit to anything." the Dark Phantom mocked.
"Done," Char said as he vomited up ten different monsters that he previously ate. All of whom were still alive. "This I believe will cover it." Char mocked.
"What are you?" the Dark Phantom leader asked fearfully.
"You're new master," Char said with a deep imposing voice. Grabbing the Dark Phantom leader by the throat. "Serve me well and you will be greatly rewarded. Fail." Char warned as he opened his mouth wide and then proceeded to eat the Dark Phantom leader. The Dark Phantoms all cried in terror at what they were witnessing. They're used to being the predator not the prey, so seeing one of their own being devoured is very disturbing. After swallowing the last bit, Char turned his attention to the remaining Phantoms. "Well?" Char awaiting their answer.
The Phantoms all glanced at each other unsure if they should stay or flee. True this Char ghost just ate their leader and would probably eat them as well, but he also provided them with eleven monsters. That is more than they've ever been able to catch in the last decade. As ghosts they don't really need to eat for sustenance, they just do it to come back to life. "So what do you want us to do boss?" the Phantoms asked. Their greed for more monsters superseded their fear of Char.
Char smiled. "I need you to find something for me. Coffins, with these markers on them." Char conjured up the same symbols that were on his coffin.