A/N: Claws and his friends were in a car accident. Some were fine, others bruised, one in slight yet throbbing and bleeding pain, and one totally wrecked and unconscious. They're now heading their way to the small town of Growlburg to seek some help. Enjoy and R&R.


Everyone is walking to where the road leads them, which is Growlburg, a small suburban town. They were all carrying their stuff which was supposed to be used on their vacation. But they were in a car accident, so they'll use it later when they're fine and Mike regained conscious. Claws continues reading the map while pointing his claws on some locations.

"Good news, guys. We're nearly there to Growlburg. And lucky for us, there's a shortcut here that'll take us to Jawsfield in no time." Claws said happily since their last route would take them a week to get to Jawsfield. But the new route would take them there in 1-2 days.

"That's relief. Now, can stop carrying this one-eyed douchebag." Sulley thought while carrying an unconscious and severely damaged Mike in his arms like a baby.

"Hey, isn't getting a little colder than usual?" Brock asked.

"And a bit foggy?" Amanda added while rubbing her arms to keep herself warm.

"Well, It is a a few hours before dawn, I think. In a few hours, the sun will be up and we'll sweating like hell." Claws said as he spotted something. It was a welcoming billboard, but it's torn apart.

"Some welcoming. I'd give them an F on damage control." Claire said with a smirk.

A few minutes later, they arrive at a gas station. The gas station still has the lights on. Even in the mini-mart.

"Hello!? Is anybody here!?" Celia yelled.

"Celia, it's- What? 1 P.M.?" I think mostly everyone in this town is asleep." Claire said to Celia. Claws looked through a glass window of the mini-mart, wondering if there's anybody minding the store.

"You see anyone?" Sulley asked.

"Looks empty." Claws replied.

Suddenly, a loud siren could be heard. It was so loud, Amanda blocked her ears. Suddenly, someone opened the mini-mart door and looked at the new visitors here. It's a grey lion with black mane, green eyes, and a black scorpion's tail. He's wearing a blue police uniform with gold name tag that says "Richard".

"What the hell are you idiots doing out here!? Get your asses in here!" the police monster exclaimed.

"What the heck's going on?" Brock asked.

"Questions later! Move!"
Some of them shrugged as they quickly entered the mini-mart. Later, a kilometer outside of Growlburg, there's monster wearing a black hooded dress walks to Claws's wrecked car. She glides her claws on the dented metal, leaving a long and deep scratch mark. She makes a devious smile and looks at a small blood trail leading towards Growlburg.

Meanwhile, in the gas station's mini-mart, Claws places a sleeping bag on the floor near a dairy fridge as Sulley lies Mike down on it.

"Finally..." Sulley grumbled as he looked around the mini-mart for a cold drink.

Then, he saw an orange tiger/fox hybrid with two tails sitting next to a soda vending machine sipping a can of Coke Zero while reading a paperback copy of 'On The Road' by Jack Kerouac. He's long sleeve black shirt, gray skinny jeans, black wrist watch, bracelets from Bob Marley, the Beatles, and Matisyahu, black adidas with red, yellow, and green stripes, black finger-less gloves, black rectangular rimmed glasses, black beanie, book bag, dog tags with an orange peace sign on both of them. He has a six-pack of Coke Zero next to him.

"Hey, buddy, can you bum me a cold one?" Sulley asked the teenage monster.

"Sure. Lively up yourself." he said as he threw a can to Sulley.

"Thanks." Sulley said as he popped the can open and drank it. He breathed a sigh of refreshment as he leaned against the soda machine as continued drinking it.

"So, you and your friends are college kids, right?" the tiger/fox hybrid asked.

"Yeah. From MU. Heard about that?" Sulley asked.

"Yeah. I dreamed about studying there. But I ain't got that much cash in me. By the way, Name's Travis. Travis Rogers." the hybrid introduced himself.

"Nice to meet ya, Travis. I'm James P. Sullivan. Call me Sulley for short." Sulley introduced himself as the new best friends shook hands.

"Your dad's a Scarer at Monsters Inc., right? I've heard about him a lot." Travis told Sulley.

"Yeah, I've been following in his footsteps and tried to become MU's greatest scarer. Until that prick, Mike Wazowski, blew my chances to become a scarer." Sulley said as he pointed at the unconscious Mike. He completely ignored what he and Claws talked about.

"Why? What did he do to you?" Travis asked.

"Like I said, he BLEW my chances of becoming scarer." Sulley said as he finished drinking and crushed the empty can. "So... What are you doing here?"

"Oh, after I graduated from high school, I decided to work for money, so that I can enroll in Monsters University, but, sadly, my mom has a severe illness and was put to hospital care. So, I gave up my dreams of going to college and started working part-time on any job just to pay for her medical bills." Travis told with a slgiht tone of sadness, but still kept a straight face.

"Wow, that's some sacrifice. So, how's your mom doing?" Sulley asked pitifully.

"She's doing fine." Travis said.

"And your dad?"

"Dead. He was an architect. Then, he had a heart attack from the stress of work and died when I was 13." Travis said with a sorrowful face. Sulley started feeling regretful.

"I'm really sorry." Sulley said.

"Nah, it's okay, Sulley. So, tell me about your parents." Travis said.

"Well, my mom died when I was born. And my dad is working at Monsters Inc." Sulley told him.

"I'm sorry about your mom."

"It's alright." Sulley and Travis continued on with their conversation. Celia and Amanda are tending to Mike as Claws approached them.

"How is he?" Claws asked Celia and Amanda.

"Well, the healing oinment I brought and applied on him will help his wounds a little." Amanda said as he continued applying more oinment from a small glass bottle full of green liquid.

"But we can't fully heal him without a first-aid kit." Celia added.

"Ok, I'll try to get one. But, first, could you put a little over here." Claws said as Amanda rubbed an oinment-soaked finger on Claws's head wound. After he thanked her, he started looking around for a first-aid kit.

Claire was eating a granola bar with worms in it. She was a little curious about why would that police officer dragged all of them into a gas station mini-mart. She approached him as the lion/scorpion hybrid noticed her.

"Ma'am." he said as Claire asked him.

"Why did you told us to get in here?"

"I was simply protecting all of you." Richard said with a stern expression.

"Protect us? Protect us from what?" Claire asked.

"From whatevers outside." Richard said as Claire continued asking her questions. Celia went to the bathroom, leaving Amanda to tend to Mike. Claws walked up to a counter where a blue squid monster with three eyes wearing a green and red unifrom shirt of the gas station and a name tag that said "Eddy". He's playing with a toy car.

"Hey, uhhh... Eddy. It's been a slow night for ya, huh?" Claws asked.

"You got it. But, on the bright side, I've never had so many customers buying stuff here before." Eddy said.

"Say, do you have a first-aid kit around here? My friend needs some patching up."

"Nope. Sorry, but the only medicines we have here are just cough medicines and nasal inhalers." Eddy explained as he continued playing with his toy car. Suddenly, he noticed Brock hiding in the corner as he took a chip bag and started eating it.

"Uhhh, sir. If you're gonna eat that, you're gonna pay $35 for that." Eddy said.

"What!? $30 for a potato chip bag!?" Brock complained and sighed and paid up to Eddy.

"So, why's it getting foggy? Wasn't it supposed to be the middle of summer?" Claire asked Richard.

"Why it's the devil's work, ma'am. Supernatural anomalies." Richard said as Claire was surprised.

"It all began at 7:30 when this fog suddenly showed up. Then, the next thing you know, people started going missing. Even that little sleeping girl's, Caroline's, aunt and uncle suddenly vainshed into thin air and mist." Richard pointed at the little white 6 years old dragon monster wrapped inside a pink blanket sleeping on an ice cream refrigerator.
"Supernatural forces my ass. Carol's aunt and uncle, and all of those other people must've gotten lost in the fog." Eddy said, overhearing Claire and Richard's conversation.

"Oh really, if you're smug and confident, Eddy, want to go outside and take a walk?" Richard asked him while doing a hand gesture that means showing him out the door. Eddy stayed silent as he continued playing his toy car.

"...Maybe later. I just need the right motivation, you know?" Eddy said as he continued playing.

"Devil's work? Supernatural? I may be a goth. and I think those things are really cool. But... I'm having a bad feeling about all this." Claire thought as she looked outside. Something about the fog made Claire wonder. What was out in the fog? And what Richard said, was it just some ghost story to make this town more horrifyingly popular? Or were people actually went missing?


A/N: How was that? Awesome, right? Travis Rogers is an OC brought to you by Shinigamilover2, the author of Inside The Field. It's obvious cos' I mostly read stories and forums with him having a tiger/fox hybrid OC. Anyways, it's gonna take a lot longer now because my midterms starts next week. So, I hope this chapter was interesting. Pls. review.