The Real Ghostbusters: 4 Ghostbusters and a Time Travel Dilemma
Chapter 1: It Started Out Normal
It started out as a normal day for our Ghostbusters. Wake up, shower, get dressed, hope Slimer had eaten all their food again as a nighttime snack, and the most important part of the day wait for a call to find a new ghost, spirit, and/or demon to face.
When the four guys entered their kitchen they found, on the floor sleeping, Slimer surrounded by a pile of empty boxes, crumbs, and ectoplasm.
“Well, looks like it’s Gordy’s again.” Peter said and the rest of the guys nodded sadly.
Gordy’s was the name of a café near the firehouse. The guys had answered a call by the chef/owner Gordy Montora who called them about a ghost chef that was flipping pancakes, tossing salads, and making a mean meatloaf better than him.
They entered the front door, getting a whiff of fresh baked muffins and hot coffee brewing.
“Mornin’ you four!” Liza, the waitress, waved her notepad as the guys sat in their regular booth.
“What’s the special today?”
The guys got their food, which they got a discount on as a big ‘thank you’ from Gordy and ate, talked, and goofed off to get themselves ready for the day.
And boy what this day held for them.
After breakfast the guys went back home and waited for a call.
Egon ran tests on the equipment, Winston watched TV, Ray was cleaning the kitchen after Slimer’s midnight snack, and Peter was currently with said slimy ghost trying to teach him not to keep eating his comic books.
When the phone rang Janine picked it up, popping a bubble before answering.
“Ghostbusters, if it goes through walls you’ve made the right call. Yes. Uh huh. Okay don’t worry the guys’ll be right over.” Janine hung up.
“Guys you’ve got a case! 427 North Walnut Avenue!!” She yelled and slammed her hand on the alert button which had the team scrambling into their suits, down the fire poles, and into the car.
The familiar siren blared down the street as they come up to the house where a couple in their mid-20s stood outside.
They greeted themselves as Daisy and Spike Knight and told the Ghostbusters what was going on.
“It’s strange noises we can’t pinpoint anywhere. And our faucets keep dripping; we’ve had three different plumbers check it all out and no matter how many times they seem to have it fixed it happens all over again.” Daisy and Spike alternated explaining and the guys went to work searching.
After the team rechecked the pipework and anything else that could cause weird noises the PKE meter started going off in the hallway leading to the bedrooms.
They had found their ghost.
It was the ghost of a small child but neither of them could determine whether it was a boy or girl.
But it was an easy catch though the ghost put up quite a wail as it was sucked into the containment box.
After getting thanked multiple times the couple gave the Ghostbuster’s a Macaroni and Cheese casserole and with that the guys left for home again.
They got a couple more calls that day but nothing too big and later that night everyone enjoyed the casserole Mr. and Mrs. Knight had given them, even Slimer got a slice and did not eat the whole thing.
It was a great meal and combined with the long day of ghost bagging the guys called it a night and went to bed.
Little did they know that the ghost kid they’d captured that morning was not as weak as the gang thought and they had plans in store for the Ghostbusters when they woke up in the morning.
You see this ghost had let them capture it so they would take it to their headquarters. And because they were too tired they left the containment unit out, figuring that nothing too dangerous could get out but they were very wrong.
With this ghost in the Ghostbuster’s Headquarters and said team members in the next room it was time for its plan to go into action.
While the guys slept, drooled, snored, and mumbled the ghost misted their way out of the container and glided over the four sleeping men.
“How foolish these mortals are. They underestimated me because I took on the form of a child; if only they knew truth. “
“That I am more powerful than they could ever imagine.”
“No matter though, because soon all they’ll be known for are their wild imaginations.
Have a nice sleep, kiddies.” The ghost laughed maniacally and began humming.
It sounded like the tune from a lullaby and made all four grown men smile and curl up in their sleep as if dreaming of the times when lullabies were most valued in their lives.
In truth, the humming was an ancient spell and as the ghost hummed it more a soft, blue, and smoky colored cloud surrounded the slumbering team in a warm embrace.
When it had completely engulfed them the ghost started shifting its form to become more solidified.
It was now covered by a thick, ragged cloak with a hood completely shadowing its face.
It seemed to be a combination of human and beast-like features but what traits appeared human were severely muted by the animalistic ones, as if whoever this ghost was had traded in their humanity for the powers they now possessed, unaware of the changes it would undoubtedly give to them.
Now that it had an actual mouth it began speaking words in rhythm with the humming it’d done and drew strange signs in the air that transformed the large blue cloud into four small balls of light.
With a sneer that showed the ghost creature’s sharpened human teeth, they flung their hand up and in a flash the four orbs containing the ghostbusters were gone.
Nothing left of them but the imprints in their mattresses.
“Have fun in the future boys. Hope you enjoy your new lives there because there is no way to return.” The ghost gave one last cackle before disappearing back to its world.
Meanwhile, Ray was tossing in his sleep.
Mumbling something about a ghost, a strange tune, and a warm feeling overcoming him that sent him into a deeper sleep he was starting to wake from.
Suddenly he was forced awake. Like something bad had happened and he needed to wake the rest of the guys up.
Glancing around the pitch black room he relied on his hearing and was greeted with quiet snores, sleep talk, and the quiet of the night.
He smiled even though it was very dark in the room and covered his mouth as a yawn escaped.
Curling back up under his sheets he gripped his pillow and stuffed Stay Puff Marshmallow mascot and went back to his dreams; unaware of the terror that would greet him and his teammates come morning.