AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story was originally published on May 25th, 2016, but was quietly put on hiatus due to a lack of motivation. But, thanks to the efforts of fellow Fanfiction writer and frequent collaborator B.E.A.T.N., I was able to polish this up and allow it to shine like new once more.

This fanfiction was inspired by aspects from the March 17th, 2000 script written by Jay Kogen and James Gunn, the February 16th, 1996 script written by Craig Titley, and aspects from "SCOOBY-DOO! The Mystery Begins" & "SCOOB!"

NOTE #2: The story & opening credits will be animated in the same art style as "Scooby-Doo! and Guess Who?", because I honestly think it looks nice.

WARNER BROS. Pictures:
A Time Warner Company.

[A bite is taken out of the WB shield, and we hear a familiar chuckle.]

Ree-hee-hee-hee-hee!

Creepy music begins to play as we travel through a graveyard.

WARNER BROS. PICTURES presents

a MOSAIC MEDIA GROUP production

As we pan past the parked MYSTERY MACHINE, and through the creepy graveyard...

a JIM STENSTRUM film

...in silhouette, we see a familiar quartet of teens holding flashlights, along with 2 dogs at their sides, as the logo fades into view on-screen.

"SCOOBY-DOO! and The Wrath of Meggido"

An up-tempo remix of a familiar song begins to play as we're introduced to each and every one of these six characters.

[Music: "Shaggy, Where Are You" by...well, Shaggy, of course!]

Starring the voices of...

First up, we see FRED JONES, tossing his flashlight up and down with a smirk; then, he starts swinging them around like he's got a pair of nunchuks. As he poses, the flashlight's components pop out the front, leaving it powerless.

FREDDIE PRINZE, JR. (Fred "Freddy" Jones)

Next we see DAPHNE BLAKE, striking a pose and flipping her hair while smirking at the camera... Right before a monstrous hand grabs her head and pulls her put of frame!

SARAH MICHELLE GELLAR (Daphne Blake)

Then, we spot NORVILLE WILLIAM "SHAGGY" ROGERS, unscrewing the top of the flashlight, then he reaches in and pulls out one of his trademark "Shaggy Super Surprise" sandwiches. He licks his lips, but just as he bites down, a brown-furred paw snatches the sandwich away from him. Shaggy ends up with his hands in his mouth—but nothing in his hands!

MATTHEW LILLARD (Norville 'Shaggy' Rogers)

Next we see VELMA DINKLEY, pressing the button of her flashlight over and over again, showing various different colors, as Fred leaned into frame with a smug look, before leaning out as Velma gave a mock glare at him.

LINDA CARDELLINI (Velma Dinkley)

Up next, it's the big brown Great Dane himself, SCOOBERT "SCOOBY" DOO, having eaten Shaggy's sandwich, sucking some crumbs off his fingers, one-by-one as he licks his chops and lets his tongue hang.

With
SCOTT INNES
as
Scooby-Doo!

And finally, we see the pint-sized dog with a heart of steel, SCRAPPY-DOO, doing some punches in the air before he's dragged away by Scooby.

and
JASON RITTER
as
Scrappy-Doo

As the gang keeps moving, a bound-and gagged Daphne hops behind them until 2 monstrous-looking hands attached to hairy arms grab her and yank her behind the tree. Out from behind the tree emerge the GREEN GHOST [A Night of Fright is No Delight], a FRANKENSTEIN MONSTER [A Gaggle of Galloping Ghosts], and THE CREEPER [Jeepers, It's the Creeper!].

also featuring the voices of:

ROWAN ATKINSON
MIGUEL A. NUNEZ, JR.
ISLA FISHER
CHRISTINA RICCI
TARA L. STRONG
L. TORRAN CAUDELL
PATRICK PINNEY
ROBIN ATKIN DOWNES

Casting by Mary Vernieu

As the gang walks along, Scooby is the first to notice! He screams in fright and runs in front of the group, mimicking the movements of the monsters. He then turns and makes a run for his life! Fred, Velma and Shaggy turn around...only to see the monsters, right behind them! They all run for it, but Scrappy cracks his knuckles and growls at the monsters, ready to throw down.

Art directors: Shane Glines, Nadia Vurbenova-Mouri

Scrappy-Doo's design was provided courtesy of Zigwolf from DeviantART. His stuff's pretty good, so feel free to check it out!

Music supervisor: Laura Z. Wasserman

Shaggy and Scooby run back to Scrappy and grab him and run off back to the others as Daphne managed to hop after them!

Music by:
MICHAEL TAVERA
DAVID NEWMAN
TED NICHOLS
HOYT CURTIN
(via archive recordings)
SVEN LIBAEK
LOUIS FEBRE
RON WASSERMAN
JEREMY SWEET
SHUKI LEVY

Scooby and Shaggy both shimmy down, back-to-back, before skittering away.

Edited by: KENT BEYDA, a.c.e.

Shaggy runs for his life, while carrying Scooby in his arms, while Scrappy makes taunting faces at the pursuing monsters. Then, Scooby covers his eyes in terror while riding with Scrappy on Shaggy's back, as the fuzz-chinned beatnik runs on all fours, screaming in terror. Finally, Scooby is carrying Shaggy and Scrappy on his back, piggyback style, while he runs on his hind legs...while the monsters, meanwhile, are still moving at a snail's pace.

They soon walk in front of several trees and a bush, not noticing anything strange about them, though the Creeper gives it one final look before walking away.

Executive Producers:
BOB ENGELMAN
KELLEY SMITH-WAIT
WILLIAM HANNA
and
JOSEPH BARBERA

A few seconds later, it's revealed that Scooby and the others were hiding behind those trees.

based on characters created by HANNA-BARBERA Productions
SCOOBY-DOO created by JOE RUBY and KEN SPEARS
SCRAPPY-DOO created by JOSEPH BARBERA & MARK EVANIER

They then proceed to celebrate, fist-bump and slap high-fives...until the Luna Ghost flies down cackling, and grabs Daphne, heading towards a factory.

Velma brings the others close together and begins to formulate a plan to rescue Daphne and catch the Luna Ghost!

Directed by
JIM STENSTRUM

Chapter 1: The Big Break-Up

LOCATION: WOW-O TOY FACTORY
Scooby-Doo Case Files #?: The Case of the Luna Ghost

At the Wow-O Toy Factory, the Luna Ghost cackled gleefully as he smashed through the window with Daphne in his clutches.

"Let go of me, you creep!" screamed Daphne as she flailed and kicked at her captor. "Okay, now I really have a wedgie! Fred! Velma! Guys!? Would somebody please hurry!? The ghost keeps grabbing—GAH! HELP!"

Up on the rafters, Velma sighed. "Jinkies..." before she turned on her headset. "Fred. Come in, Fred. Fred! Can you hear me?"

"Freddy here, Velms." came Fred's voice.

"Shockingly, Daphne's been captured again...that's okay!" sighed the brainy young lady. "When the Luna Ghost rounds the corner with Daphne, Shaggy, Scooby and Scrappy will pop out of the barrel..."

"And you'll activate the conveyor belt, spilling the oil onto the floor." finished Fred, referring to a bucket full of "gear oil" near Velma's position.

Velma spotted the Luna Ghost landing atop a giant spray-painted X on the floor. "Just remember my plan." she replied.

Elsewhere, inside the barrel, things weren't going so well.

"Like, chill out, Scooby-Doo. Stop shaking," Shaggy begged.

As the Luna Ghost glanced around, he spotted a barrel. What made this one stand out from all the others? For starters, it had a long, brown tail sticking out of the hole.

The Luna Ghost shot an aside glance at the camera, then simply lifted his finger and ignited his flame.

"Me? That's you!" replied Scooby.

"Right. It's me. Sorry!" said Shaggy.

"Both of you guys, knock it off!" whispered Scrappy. "Or else the ghost is gonna find us!"

Suddenly, Scooby's eyes bugged out of his head, like he'd just been poked by a porcupine. "YIIIIIIKEEEESSSS!" he howled, shooting out of the barrel and blowing on his tail frantically...before the lid fell down and flattened his head.

Scrappy's ears drooped. "Never mind..." he groaned.

The Luna Ghost glanced at Scooby, and Scooby glanced back. The Luna Ghost then said..."Boo."

Scooby howled in fright before Shaggy pulled himself up.

"Scooby-Doo, what are you doing, man? Like, this is no time to..." he asked, as Scooby started pantomiming to warn his friend.

Upon putting 2 and 2 together, Shaggy went visibly pale. "Oh, boy...like, there's a ghost right behind me, isn't there?" he asked.

Scrappy nodded, quickly and solemnly. The Luna Ghost smirked evilly, and Scrappy cracked his knuckles.

"You're gonna learn why NOBODY messes with Daphne!" he declared. "Not while Scrappy-Doo is around!"

But before he could even throw a punch, Scooby and Shaggy pulled him away as the Luna Ghost let out another fiery blast.

Up on the rafters, Velma punched the control button, and the conveyor belt started. The gear oil spilled on the X, which made it hard for Shaggy to run away since he couldn't maintain traction.

"Ro, Rhaggy! Ro! Run!" begged Scooby.

"Like, I'm trying, buddy!" whimpered Shaggy, as he slipped and slid.

Daphne kept trying to escape the Luna Ghost as it got ready to send more fire at the dogs and Shaggy!

Scooby and Scrappy turned around...and shrieked at the sight of the Luna Ghost, shooting another fiery blast behind them as they FINALLY regained traction and took off running like crazy.

"Fred, now! Hurry up!" yelled Velma.

Quickly, Fred pulled out the fire hose and tried to blast the ghost, but since he could fly, Fred missed and sprayed Velma instead, which caused her to fall off the rafters. Luckily, her leg was snagged by a stray chain nearby, so she was only left suspended in the air. And finally, the net that was meant to trap the ghost landed on Fred.

"Sorry! Sorry, Velma..." Fred apologized hastily.

"I know, Fred..." sighed Velma, feeling exasperated. Sure, they'd been friends for years...but this really irritated her sometimes.

Meanwhile, Shaggy was running as fast as he could with Scooby and Shaggy screaming as the Luna Ghost chased them with a struggling Daphne.

"Where's the ghost?!" yelped Shaggy.

"Re's right rehind us!" replied Scooby, before spotting a... "Rateboard!"

Sadly, Shaggy ended up stepping on the skateboard and was sent rolling towards a ramp, which sent the trio careening into the air, narrowly dodging a spinning fan's blades and smashing a hole in the barrel for Shaggy to see out of.

"Is he still after us, Scoob?" asked Shaggy, as Scooby was gaining some majorly big air on the board...which ended up skating onto a conveyor belt filled with dangerously sharp implements.

"Zoinks! Grab the hook!" yelled Shaggy.

Scooby held up Scrappy, who grabbed onto the dangling hook with his teeth, and Scooby clung to him. "ROLD ON, RHAGGY!" Scooby yelped, as the dogs and their skinny friend began swinging through the air like precious cargo!

The Luna Ghost chuckled at this, until he saw the trio swinging right towards him...

K-K-KRASSSSH!

Velma switched on the factory's lights, as she and Fred ran over to the downed Luna Ghost, lying atop a pile of dolls.

"Daphne, are you okay?" asked Velma. Her response came in the form of said redhead clawing her way out of the toy pile.

"I'm so over this damsel-in-distress nonsense..." she grumbled.

"Uh, where's Shagster?" asked Fred. Suddenly, Shaggy popped out of the pile, with his two dogs beside him!

"Like, I'm right here, man." he replied.

"Re roo!" added Scooby.

"Likewise!" finished Scrappy.

"Scoob, that was fun. Let's grab another skateboard and like, do it again." grinned Shaggy.

"Reah! Ree-heeheeheehee!" agreed Scooby, nodding his head like crazy.

"No thanks, guys...I've had enough a' this craziness ta last me the rest of the night..." grunted Scrappy, cracking his neck. Once he was properly limbered up, he extended a claw and cut the ropes around Daphne's wrists as she and the others climbed out of the pile of toy boxes.

Suddenly, the Mystery Machine crashed straight through the wall of the factory, leaving everyone shocked.

Scrappy groaned. "First some wacko steals Daphne, now another wacko steals the VAN?!" he groused. "Alright, wise-guy, let's see if ya think it's a good idea to carjack when Scrappy-Doo is on the job!"

But when the side-door opened, out stepped Pamela Anderson, followed by a pair of cops, followed by a throng of screaming fans. Fred, suffice to say, was more than eager to sign some autographs.

Daphne rolled her eyes. "Of course it's another celebrity," she groused. "Couldn't it have been someone funny?"

The only one who was confused as all hell was Scrappy (and myself, if I count). "OK, would someone explain WHY this lady is somehow driving our van?" he asked.

"Thank you so much for saving the factory," smiled Pamela as she hugged Fred.

"Pam, any comments for us?" asked a reporter.

"This is a victory for any celebrity who wants to make a quality, ecologically-friendly action figure." replied Pamela Anderson.

"Fred, what's the secret of your success?" asked another reporter.

"Teamwork. I do a tremendous amount of teamwork, and I always have a plan," replied Fred. "C'mon."

Nearby, Velma rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Yeah, MY plan..." she griped. Scrappy gently patted her on the leg, since he wasn't tall enough to reach her shoulder.

"I knew from the start there was no phantom," explained Fred, reaching down and unmasking the ghost. "The Luna Ghost is, in fact..."

Shaggy, Velma, and Daphne gasped. "Old Man Smithers?" they asked in disbelief.

"The creepy janitor?" asked Pamela.

Scrappy rolled his eyes. "In hindsight, it felt obvious."

"Smithers wanted revenge after you refused to go out with him." Fred continued.

"How could you, Pamela? I'm a lover-boy of George Clooney-an proportions." commented the janitor, making Scrappy wince.

"Fred, how was the ghost able to fly?" asked another reporter, before Velma stepped forward.

"I can answer that. Watch." she explained, tearing away the costume and revealing an odd-looking suit. "These balloons fill with a highly potent helium synthesis, giving the Luna Ghost...his weightless appearance." she finished, activating the suit and causing Old Man Smithers to float into the air.

"I would've gotten away with it too, if it weren't for you meddling kids...and your dumb dogs!" he yelled. "I'll get you for this!"

"Scooby-Dooby-Doo!" howled Scooby.

"And Scrappy-Dappy-Doo!" added Scrappy with a thumbs-up, as everyone laughed and cheered. Of course, things weren't as cheerful as they appeared to be.

Later, outside the Mystery Machine, most of Mystery Incorporated was in a very sour mood.

"Fred, I can't believe you took credit for my plan again." griped Velma.

Daphne scoffed. "Some plan. That ghost pawed me, AND breathed his nasty halitosis-breath on me for an hour and a half." she replied.

"It's not our fault you always get kidnapped," Velma spat.

Daphne looked shocked. "I can't believe you'd say that to me!" she exclaimed.

"Listen, our roles have been foisted upon us," sighed Fred. "I'm the frontman, I deal with the public. Velma? You're a behind-the-scenes type of gal. And Daph, you're pretty, but helpless."

Daphne's face went red. "Pretty, yes, but NOT helpless!" she retorted, fuming.

Velma rolled her eyes. "Oh, please. You come with your own ransom note," she commented, before Daphne took away her glasses.

"Who's helpless now?" asked the redhead smugly.

Velma stumbled around, her poor eyesight doing nothing to impact her anger. "I'm going to kill you, Daphne!" she snapped.

The bookish girl was just about ready to tear Daphne a new one, and before Scrappy could intervene, Shaggy tried to ease the tensions.

"You guys, look, I know I'm just the dude that carries the bags..." he explained. "but we all play an important part in this group. I mean, we're just like a big, delicious banana split. Fred, you're the big banana. Daphne, you're the macaroni-and-cheese-flavored ice cream; and Velma; you're the sweet-and-sour mustard sauce that goes on top. That sounds pretty good, doesn't it?"

Scooby gave a happy nod. "Ruh-huh! Delicious!" he beamed.

"Yeah, Shaggy and Uncle Scooby are right!" chimed in Scrappy. "We're Mystery Inc! A team!"

"You know what, Shaggy? You've really put it in perspective for me." replied Velma.

"Thanks!" Shaggy beamed.

"I quit." continued Velma.

Shaggy's face fell at that. Instead of inspiring them to come together, he had only driven them apart. "...no..." he whispered, shocked.

"But Velma, we need you!" Scrappy insisted.

"Sorry, guys," Velma said. "But I'm sick of not getting credit where it's due."

"No way; you can't quit," Daphne protested. "I was gonna quit in, like, two seconds. Now everyone will think I copied off the smart girl!"

"Now, wait a minute," interrupted Fred. "Maybe I quit...I do. Yeah, I quit!"

"I'm out of here." Velma stated, and she walked off into the night.

"Good riddance." Fred said as he walked off afterwards.

"Don't... no. Don't go..." said Shaggy, as Scrappy could only look on. "Come on, you guys, don't do this. Please don't go."

Daphne bent down so she was eye-level with the Great Dane puppy. "How about it, Scrappy; do you wanna come with me?" she asked.

Scrappy wanted to, but as he looked at his uncle crying and Shaggy desperately trying to find the words to fix this, he knew what his choice would be. "I can't. Shaggy and Uncle Scooby need me...and friends don't quit on each other." he replied.

"Well...alright," said Daphne. "Keep on kicking bad-guy butts for me." And she reached down, picked up Scrappy, and gave him a hug. "Remember, puppy power."

Finally, the hug ended, and Daphne put Scrappy down and walked off into the night, giving Shaggy and his canine compatriots a final farewell wave before she left. Shaggy waved back as Daphne left, and a tear ran down his cheek. The girl he'd had a huge crush on since they'd met in 5th grade had just walked out of his life, and suddenly his heart felt much emptier.

Scooby looked at Shaggy with tear-filled eyes. "...do I quit?" he asked.

Shaggy looked firmly at his dog, and after a few agonizing seconds of silence, he responded. "No, Scoob. Friends don't quit...like what Scrappy said." he replied.

"What now, Shaggy?" asked Scooby, patting Scrappy on the shoulder.

"I guess we'll all just do what we do best, Scoob." replied Shaggy, climbing into the driver's seat.

Scrappy sighed, climbing into the van and putting on his seat belt. "Maybe there's a buffet or sumthin' somewhere..."

Shaggy smiled a bit. At least Scrappy wasn't as sad as he'd been earlier. Then again, the whole incident HAD greatly affected them in many ways. The team had been working together since they were teens in high school.

And to see Velma, Daphne and Fred just...give up and quit like that... was heartrending.

The van hadn't felt this lonely since Shaggy had gotten it in high school. The Mystery Machine started up and drove away, into the night with three passengers on board. Where they were headed? Nobody knows for sure.

All the three occupants knew was that it was gonna be a lot less fun without the brains, beauty and bravado of their group.