The requested filler chapter until Halloween is here! Now, this is going to be the last filler chapter until the big Halloween update, so keep hanging in there! As usual, post your reviews and comments below, and feel free to PM me your ideas and suggestions.

Enjoy!

The bell rang brightly as the door swung open to the Pizzeria. Swampfire held the door open for Hoodude to walk through, Robecca Steam, Draculaura, Clawdeen Wolf, and Clawd Wolf right behind them. It was just after school, and the small gang had decided to head out for a snack, Swampfire's treat as he had promised Hoodude. Of course, Hoodude had felt a little uncomfortable going alone and had asked Robecca to come with him, along with Clawd. Draculaura and Clawdeen weren't to far behind as they almost always went where the other went. The large group then sat down at a large booth in the corner, Swampfire and Clawd taking the outside seats as they were the tallest of the group.

"Everybody know what they want?" Swampfire asked after a few minutes of browsing through the menu.

"Meat lovers." Clawd and Clawdeen said in unison.

"Veggie." Draculaura said, looking a little green after hearing the werewolve's choice of menu.

"Cheese, please!" Hoodude cried happily.

"I'll just have some ginger tea and pasta," said Robecca.

"And I'll have a veggie pizza, too." Swampfire finished after getting a look of Draculaura's worried face. "I've been meaning to try one of those bad boys out. Heard they're actually pretty tasty." he said as Draculaura beamed. A small gargoyle waiter with a scrunched face lumbered over, looking as if he hated his job. A lot. "What'll it be?" he growled. The teens recited their orders, and the gargoyle lumbered off, grumbling under his breath about how he should have stayed in college. "I assume you and Clawd are going to the dance together?" Robecca asked Draculaura, trying to start off a conversation. The little vampire, shorter than anyone else at the table, nodded vigorously. "Of course, it's going to take me the entire week just to pick out an outfit that matches Clawd's! Then I'll have to change my outfit again, and of course change Clawd's outfit to compliment mine, and then go back to what I originally had then change Clawd's outfit one more time! Whew!" Draculaura said, breathing heavily after her short outburst.

"Is she always like this?" Swampfire whispered to Clawd.

"You should see her at the Maul sometime. Takes her an hour just to pick something within her budget." Clawd said with a laugh. "And don't even get me started on her closet."

"Wait, how do you know about her closet?" Clawdeen asked, raising an eyebrow.

"She showed me one time during a study session together. I swear, I got lost in there for an hour." he added, muttering under his breath. "How do you find your way around in there?" he asked his girlfriend.

"Decades of practice." she replied simply as the gargoyle waiter came over with a tray of drinks. Robecca gladly took her ginger tea as the boys each took their drinks, Clawd and Hoodue's a soda, Swampfire a sweet, delicious smoothie. Draculaura and Clawdeen sipped their glasses of water happily as the conversation continued and the smell of pizza wafted through the air.

"Centuries? How are you that old?" Swampfire asked with surprise.

"She's a vampire, dude." Hoodude whispered to him. "They practically live forever."

Swampfire nodded, excepting the fact that the sweet, young girl sitting across from him was practically older than human history. "Anyone else know who they're going to the dance with?" he asked, slurping his smoothie happily. Clawdeen shrugged her shoulders, filing her claws. "Meh. I think I'll just go by myself again. Not really into the whole date thing." she replied. Robecca sighed longingly, staring off into space as she stirred her tea with a spoon. She did have an idea of who wanted to go to the dance with. Of course, in order for that to happen, they had to actually show up. Clockwork, after rescuing her, repairing a chard building, and the demolished school, had simply disappeared. Robecca had never gotten a chance to ask him to the dance. She was slightly jealous that her ghoulfriend, Venus, had asked her dream date out. At the same time, she was still happy for her.

"Robecca? Robecca? Earth to Robecca!" Clawdeen practically yelled, waving a hand over the automaton's face. Robecca jolted, having come back to the real world. "So, were you just off in La La Land or something?" Clawdeen asked. Robecca's face turned red. "No, no. Just deep in thought, that's all." she told them, though she swore she saw mischievous grins between Draculaura and Clawdeen, and sly eyebrow raises among Clawd and Swampfire. Hoodude remained blissfully unaware, watching a commercial for a new video game on the flat screen TV that hung over their booth. Suddenly, the screen changed to a news alert, a distressed looking Cyclops yelling frantically into the microphone. "This just in! The Werecat Gang as struck again!" she announced, gesturing to a large hole in the side of a building. "Authorities claim that the thieves blasted their way into the First Salem Bank just moments ago, stealing millions of dollars before making their escape." Swampfire choked on his smoothie as a sudden ringing sound filed the air.

Everyone glanced around before noticing it was Draculaura's phone. The vampire quickly picked it up and put to her ear, listening on the other end. "Hmm? Uh, huh? Uh, huh? Really!?" she exclaimed. "It's for you Swampfire." she said, turning her phone over to the Methanosian. Picking it up between his fingers, the iCoffin looked somewhat small compared to him as he answered it. "Hello?" he asked.

"Ben!" Spectra's voice cried out from the other end. "Get over here! I've managed to track the Werecat Gang! They're just approaching the intersection of Tooth and Claw Blvd!" Spectra yelled frantically. "I'll be right over." Swampfire sighed before ending the call and handing the iCoffin back to Draculaura. "I'll be back in a couple minutes. Spectra needs some help with something." he said, getting up from the booth and moving towards the exit. "Don't let Draculaura eat my pizza!" he said before he left, the bell ringing as he opened the door and ran out.

"Hey!" Draculaura cried in protest.

Spectra flew through the air, moving as fast as she could to follow the getaway van the thieving werecats had taken. A squadron of police cars were closely behind them, but Spectra didn't know how long it would be before they lost them; two of the four werecats were poking out of the windows facing the police cars, shooting at them with pistols. They managed to pop one of the car's tires, causing it to collide with another car and come to a screech halt. The other cars suffered holes and dent in the paint jobs and windshields, but managed to not blow anymore tires while doing so. Spectra bit her lip and pulled out her iCoffin to film the whole scene for her blog. While she knew the student body of Monster High would surely watch it, she needed something to make sure they kept on coming back for more. And Ben was that thing she needed desperately. "Come on, Ben. Where are you?" she whispered to herself, not wanting her voice to be caught on the recording.

SHOOM!

Spectra blinked in surprise, unable to comprehend what had just happened. She looked down to see a blue, black, and green streak alongside the werecat's van, keeping a steady pace with it as it ran along. The shape then suddenly accelerated forward in front of the car and jumped on the windshield, shattering the glass with two quick jabs of its hands. The sounds of angry cats fighting soon filled the air as the car began to swerve from side to side, clipping a lamp post as it hung a hard left. The lamp post came crashing down, and the light exploded on contact with the street. The police came to a screeching stop, unable to proceed any further with the obstruction in the way. Spectra swooped low, only a couple feet off the ground and behind the van. The back doors swung open and a dozen gold bars suddenly came flying out, clattering to the street with a heavy noise. Spectra easily avoided them, as they went right through her.

She moved in closer to see three of the four criminals tussling with a black and blue figure who was moving so fast, Spectra couldn't get a clear look at him. One of the werecats, covered in brown, striped fur and wearing an eye patch, grabbed a crowbar and swung over her head, but ended up hitting one of her accomplice's in the face instead when the figure jerked out of the way and was suddenly on the other side of her. The figure kicked her in the chest and quickly turned around, smacking her upside the head with what Spectra assumed to be a tail. With two of the four thieves down, the figure easily disarmed the last one of his gun before whacking him over the head with it. With a quick movement, the figure was suddenly in the front seat and attacking the driver, who soon joined his comrades in the back, unconscious. The blue and black figure then grabbed hold of the steering wheel and jerked to the right, smashing the car into another lamp post. With a quick movement, the figure jumped over the back seat, grabbed all four robbers and deposited them on the street, tied up and waiting for pick up. Spectra could finally get a good look at the figure, now that he was guarding the unconscious thieves until the police showed up.

He was about Spectra's height, and resembled something of a Velociraptor with a pointed black head that curved backwards. He had a pointed chin, and soon showed he was wearing a sort of body suit armor when a visor slid up over his face and disappeared into his pointed cap. He had a cocky, toothy grin as his pointed hands clicked in anticipation. The being had only three, sharp blades for hands, forming a pointy cone when put together. The strangest feature of the creature however, was it feet. Four claws, two in front, two in back, curved over a smooth, black ball, so that the creature moved about in a rollerblading fashion as the balls on his feet rolled. His long, striped tail dragged on the ground now that he was resting, but he could be lifted up and used as a weapon in the blink of an eye as he had proven.

"Hey, Spectra! I'd like you to meet XLR8!" the creature said in a high voice of Ben's that clicked whenever he talked. He zoomed over to her faster than she could blink and looked down at her iCoffin. "You get the footage?" he asked her. Spectra nodded. "I can't wait to post it!" she said. "You can go back to whatever you were doing now, if you want." she added.

"I'll wait for the cops first." the Kinceleran said, folding his thin arms over his chest. The wailing sound of a siren soon filled the air as a dozen police cars raced down the street towards, screeching to a halt when they saw the decapitated villains. Without another word, the officers arrested them as XLR8 and Spectra disappeared into a blur.

"Did you guys see that!?" Hoodude exclaimed, pointing up to the TV screen.

"Hard to actually see anything. That guy moved so fast!" Clawdeen said, marveled at how fast the hero on TV had defeated the Werecat Gang that had eluded the police force for almost half a year. A bell sounded off, and Swampfire soon entered the restaurant, holding the door open for an excited Spectra, even if it was unnecessary (she was a ghost after all). The Methanosian returned to his seat, Spectra hovering near his head as he dug hungrily into his pizza without a word. "You guys see the big chase?" he asked between mouthfuls.

"Yeah. It was awesome! I can't believe that moved so fast!" Clawd exclaimed.

"I think he calls himself XLR8." Swampfire said, sucking on his smoothie straw.

"How do you even pronounce that?" Draculuara asked. "Zee-ler-eighty?" she tried but horribly failing.

"I think you just it like 'accelerate', luv." Robecca corrected her. "And why do think he calls himself that?" she asked, turning to Swampfire.

"Just a lucky guess." he replied, winking at Spectra, who smiled.

And there's the filler chapter. I'm sorry, but I just wasn't in the mood today. I started typing, and then it kind of just went down hill. I am not proud of this chapter, but it's what I could think of on such short notice. As always, leave your comments and reviews below. You know the drill.

Hasta Luego!