"Guys I just thought of something" Fred declared as they trudged along.

"What?"

"Well, what are we supposed to do if we come across the infected animals?"

"Like, you've got a point. The only one of us who's protected is Melissa,"

"Does her journal say anything?"

"Let's see,"

…...

Poor Harley! Joker pushed her out of a window of a skyscraper. That lunatic. Apparently, no one but him can kill the Bat. That's not fair. Nor, does it make any sense. Then again, Joker never makes any sense. His plans are as crazy as they come. They only ever make sense to him and no one else. I better go check on Harley.

…...

Joker's at it again. He took over all the TV stations. He's holding Gordon and two other people hostage. He's sending Batman on some goose chase. Go figure. He's obsessed with Batman. He'll do anything, anything. Even if it makes no sense. Heck, especially if it makes no sense. That insane lunatic. He just makes my blood boil. Seriously. I'm tired of it. Really, really, tired of it.

…...

"Like, there's nothing but her saying that Joker's plans like, don't make sense,"

"She wouldn't have given us her private journal unless there was something useful inside," Daphne responded.

"Maybe she's misleading us out of spite?" Velma questioned.

"That does-" Fred started only to be interrupted by Benton

"Shush, look,"

They peered through the trees to see why they had to be quiet. A huge jaguar-the same jaguar from before-was snoozing nearby. As they turned to head back to the campsite-knowing that the animal before them could infect them with one bite-Scooby stepped on a twig waking the sleeping beast.

"RUN,"

…...

Melissa laid in the tree, staring at the very blue sky. Lazily she lifted her hands in front of her face, studying the tiny leaves. She was wary of these changes. She didn't know how to control these powers and it frightened her. What if they were permanent? Oh great. She would be the laughing stock of the town. She didn't want to be laughed at. Granted, that if someone did dare to laugh at her she would break their nose or their arm, or their leg it really depended on her mood. Melissa was yanked back to reality by the sounds of screams. Sitting up, she placed a hand to her ear and listened.

"LIKE, RUN FOR IT"

Uh-oh, that wasn't good.

Hurriedly. Melissa leaped from the tree. The vines grabbed her before she could splatter on the ground. Huh, maybe she was learning after all. Apparently, her friends had come across more infected animals. Quickly as she could Melissa threw together an arsenal. and waited. Shaggy and Scooby tore into the campsite first followed by Fred, Daphne, Velma, Jonny, Hadji, and Benton. Race was bringing up the rear as he was trying to fight off the Jaguar. Melissa knew she had to hurry. Things wouldn't end well if Race was infected. Luckily, she had a tranquilizer dart at the ready. Sadly it was knocked out of her hands by Bandit who tripped her as he ran past barking wildly.

Well, she didn't want to resort to her newfound powers but she had no choice.

Thinking quickly she had the vines snag the jaguar and secure it in place. picking up her fallen dart, Melissa aimed and threw it. It landed in the jaguar's neck and the effects were instant.

"How'd you do that, Melissa?" Fred question after catching his breath.

"Well, I used to play darts-"

"No, the thing with the vines,"

"We can discuss that later. Now, are any of you hurt?"

The group looked themselves over.

"All good,"

"Good,"

"Like, we looked through your journal but we couldn't like, find anything," Shaggy said as he handed Melissa's journal back to her.

"That's cause you didn't look hard enough," Melissa mused as she flipped through the journal before turning it around to show them a sketch of a Joker Fish.

"What's that got to do with this?" Velma questioned.

"Ugh, Joker did this once to all the fish in Gotham. He demanded rights to them,"

"So, he wants rights to the animals?" Jonny questioned.

"No, my guess is this is another I must kill the Batman plot,"

"But this doesn't make any sense,"

"Since when does Joker make sense, Daphne?"

"I still think that we're missing something," Benton commented.

"Yes, but what?"

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Praise the God of Creativity I managed to write a chapter. So, what did you think? What are they missing? Please do leave me a nice long review and let me know what you thought