Hi folks. This is the last part of the Ember case. *crowd cheers* Yes, settle down. Right now, I have to give credit to SaurusRock625 for giving me this idea. *pulls a cord that launches a rocket into the air* That is a rapist-seeking missile and it's headed for Skulker. Start the chapter.

'Hi dad' = talking

'He is the one' = thought/talking over phone or com-link/flashback

"Let's get dimensional!" = yelling

Ghostly Rape: Part 3

*Amity Park*

Shawn was in his room studying the dent he found in Ember's realm. He put the calculations in his computer and an image of a robotic suit similar to Skulker's. "If I find this suit, I'll find this Skulker character." He said as he went to Walker's Prison. He didn't notice green eyes staring at him with intense anger.

*Ghost Zone*

Shawn was flying towards Walker's prison with his cloak closed and his hood up when he heard a faint whistling sound. He side-stepped to let a missile go past. "Nice of you to show up, Metal-Head. What took so long?" Shawn quipped as he contorted his body to impossible angles to dodge a dozen rockets. Shawn summoned his scythe and pointed the blade at Skulker. "You are under arrest. The charges are rape, attacking an officer, and being really creepy." He said.

Skulker grinned. "Oh really? And who's gonna arrest me? You?" He said as he activated his gatling guns, which appeared from his wrists, and shot at Shawn. Shawn spun his scythe and deflected every bullet.

"Nice guns," Shawn said as he turned his scythe into its gun form. "But mine's bigger."

Shawn shot several rounds at Skulker, which hit their target. Skulker launched several missiles at Shawn, who dodges them all by dancing. The hunter was fuming and pulled out a machete. Shawn turned his gun into its sword form and parried the hunting blade.

"Oh, it's a sword-fight you want, eh? En garde. Ho-ho, ha-ha-ha. Parry, thrust, Como, touche. Three-che, even." Shawn said as the blades clashed. Shawn blocked all attacks holding his sword with one hand, while reading a book entitled 'How To Sword-fight For Idiots'.

Shawn tossed Skulker a button that said 'Do Not Press'. Skulker, having a brain no larger than a pea, pressed the button. Shawn gave Skulker an umbrella before an anvil with the word 'ACME' turned the hunter into a can labeled 'Rapist-In-A-Can. Now Mini-Sized!'.

"How handy." Shawn said as he picked up the can. He went to Walker's prison while juggling the can. "Hey boss. I've got the culprit."

Walker takes the can and opens it. "Well, well, well. Looks like we got the little perp." He said pulling out Skulker and laughing at his own pun. "I am your judge, executioner, jury, executioner, jailer and if necessary; your executioner!"

"You said 'executioner' three times." Shawn said.

"I like that part of the job. Skulker, you are found guilty of rape and assaulting an officer. The penalty is permanent death." Walker said as he carried the blob of a hunter into a room and Shawn followed with his cloak closed again, only his hood is down.

"Pardon me for asking, but how do you kill a ghost?" Shawn asked.

"It's quite simple really. I possess a device that is similar in design to an electric chair. It is designed to drain the ectoplasm out of a ghost, and destroy the ectoplasm! This in turn sends the ghost to its designated afterlife. In Skulker's case, hell." Walker said as he put Skulker under a glass dome in a chair.

"Is this gonna hurt?" Shawn asked.

"No, we won't feel a thing." Walker said as he pulled a lever. The machine stared to drain Skulker as he turned into a green raisin and slowly faded.

Shawn left without a word and was headed home when he heard a beeping sound. "What could Ember need?" He asked as he flew to the rock star's realm. Shawn knocked at Ember's door which opened.

"Hi Shawn. Nice to know this thing works." Ember said.

"So am I. So, what do you need?" Shawn asked. Ember answered by kissing Shawn on the cheek. "I never thanked you for actually being a friend to me instead of a cop." Ember said.

"You're welcome Ember. If you want to visit me, you can use one of my portals. Just press the button and I'll make one for you. Bye." Shawn said as he flew through a portal to his room.

*Amity Park*

Shawn was in his room and saw a box next to Streak. He opened it and saw a flash drive. He put it in his computer and sees it contains all knowledge about a Pikachu. He smiled and got ready for bed.

Oh. I see the reviews now. Oh, they're rolling. Oh, they're hating. Oh, they wound me so-Not really, I just know some of the viewers are just assholes. Anyway, I'm still accepting crimes and-HEY! STOP TYPING THOSE BAD REVIEWS! I see you over there, with the emerald hair and the orange eyes and the rabbit ears. OK, she stopped. Anyway, most fan-fictions don't really kill off canon characters. I want you all to know that SaurusRock625 helped with this. *dodges the paw of a sphinx* I gotta go help Jake Long with a sphinx problem. Well, I gotta pause it. Thanks for reading. If you liked it, PUNCH that Favorite/Follow button, LIKE A BOSS! And I'll see all you dudes and dudettes IN THE NEXT CHAPTER!