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Something strange

Deep in New York, and into the sewer lair of the Ninja Turtles, Donnie was working in his lab when he felt a small tremor and noticed his portal tracker short circuiting a little before stopping.

“That was weird.” He mumbled checking his scanner.

Just then, four other figures entered the lab. They were Applejack, Gamer, Shinigami, and Blade Swipe.

“Donnie, what’s going on?” Asked Applejack.

“Did we have an earthquake?” Blade wondered.

“I don’t think so.” Gamer looked at his screen. “The G-forces are at normal levels. Besides, it’s possible but not likely for New York to have earthquakes.”

“I don’t think it was an earthquake. It was this.” Donnie held up his portal tracker. “According to my scans, an energy surge so big it breached the multiverse.”

“Think it’s something dangerous?” Asked Shini.

“No doubt. I’ll see if I can pinpoint the source dimension.” Donnie checked his scanner. “Bingo! Hmm. Doesn’t look like a dimension we’ve been to.”

“Should we contact the others?” Blade suggested.

“Everyone is out and about. If we’re dealing with something big, we will have to go without them.” Applejack stated.

“What a time for Bro and Serenity to have their double date with Leo and Twilight.” Gamer sighed.

Shini patted his shoulder. “If it’s too much for us, we can come back and get them.”

“Okay! I got the coordinates!” Donnie activated his portal tracker and produced a portal. “Let’s go!”

The five jumped into the portal before it disappeared.

“He’s tuned and ready to go!”

“You may feel a little tingle.”

Meanwhile, inside a firehouse, the three guys from the commercial were in a makeshift laboratory with a younger guy in a green jumpsuit like theirs. He was strapping on a power pack with a gun attached to it. When he was ready, the blonde man with the red glasses spoke again.

“Good. We’ve perfected an extensive rigorous training method that should help you with your equipment’s basic functions.”

“It takes some time to reach master throw skill, but its definitely worth the effort.” The red-haired guy assured.

Just then, a green pudgy ghost with arms floated next to the guy. “Yeah! Worth the effort!”

“Well, I’ll do my best.” The younger guy nodded.

Suddenly, they were brushed with a blinding light that passed them and the building as they felt a small tremor. When it stopped, the guy with the glasses looked around cautiously. “Was that us?”

“I don’t think so.” The redhaired guy scratched his head.

“Ray.” The brown-haired guy looked at the redhaired guy.

“Had to be a Psi energy pulse! Substantial! Significant and collected and centralized necromantic convulsion level seven or more!”

“Agreed.” The guy with glasses pulled out a handheld device with two rods on top. “We need EMF measurements now.”

“Uh guys?” the younger guy pointed to the green ghost was suddenly flying around ballistically.

“Slimer? Are you okay?” Ray asked concerned.

“Big! Big trouble! Something big!” the ghost feared trying to calm down.

“I know the answer but I’m gonna ask anyway.” The guys saw a woman with red hair and glasses spoke in a Brooklyn accent. “Is a level seven whatever bad or very bad?”

The guy with glasses looked up from his device. “On a scale of one to ten, I’d say….”

“Let me guess.” Interrupted the brown-haired guy. “It’s a level seven.”

“Let’s just say we’re about to get REAL busy.” Ray gulped.

Just then, they all heard an alarm downstairs as Slimer screamed in fear.

“The containment unit!” gasped Ray.

“That’s not normal, is it?” the younger guy gulped.

As they all hurried downstairs, the brown-haired guy griped. “And that’s not the fun way of ‘getting busy’, is it, Ray?”

Soon, Donnie, Applejack, Blade, Shini, and Gamer jumped out of the portal before it closed.

“Here we are.” Applejack looked around.

“So where is here?” Gamer asked.

“Let me check my scanner.” Donnie was about to check when they heard a scream.

As it turned out, they landed in a church in the middle of a wedding ceremony. Everyone present was shocked at the sight of the talking turtle.

“It’s a giant turtle man!” one of the guests cried.

“The guy at PCOC told this place WASN’T haunted by ghosts!” the bride complained.

“A ghost?” Applejack doubletook.

Thinking quickly, Gamer turned to the pastor. “Uh did you ask if anyone objects to their marriage yet?”

“Uuuh yes?” The pastor raised his brow.

“Sorry, folks. No objection here!” Shini announced before slamming a smoke bomb, causing them to disappear.

After coughing, the groom looked at his bride. “Shall we?”

“Yeah. Let’s get to the reception before something else happens.”

The pastor nodded. “I now pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride.”

Everyone applauded as the two kissed as one of the ushers grabbed his cellphone to make a call. “Hello! Ghostbusters?”

The five hurried out of the church and hid in a nearby alley. They stopped to catch their breaths as Blade spoke.

“Well... that was awkward.”

“And we didn't even bring a gift.” Joked Shini.

Donnie checked his scanner. “Well, this is where the energy reading came from.”

“And judging by the familiar surroundings, it looks like we’re in New York.” Applejack looked around.

“What I wanna know is why did they thought Donatello was a ghost and not a mutant?” Gamer wondered.

Just then, they heard a unique siren in the distance getting closer. They peaked out to see a white Cadillac car drive with red fins, blue siren lights, a decked out roof rack, and a logo of no ghost on its car doors.

“Whoa.” Gamer whispered. “A 1959 Cadillac.”

“I know right?” Donnie jawdropped.

"What in tarnation?!" said a confused Applejack as the car stopped in front.

Applejack, Donnie, Gamer, Shinigami, and Blade Swipe stumbled upon four people. People they've never seen before. One who was wearing glasses, a redhaired guy, a brown-haired guy, and a younger guy. They each wore different colored jumpsuits and wore hi-tech backpacks with laser guns connected. However, all of them were focused on Donnie.

The brownhaired guy spoke up. “Okay, Shell-for brains, step away from the kiddos and we may not go full stream on ya!”

“What are you guys? Cosmonauts?” Gamer questioned.

“Tourist.” The brown-haired guy mumbled. “No, we’re exterminators, kid, and your green friend is the cockroach.”

Blade stood in front of Donnie and drew his sword. “You want my friend? You’ll have to go through me!”

Applejack and Shini stood ready as lightning flickered from Blade’s sword surprising the four guys.

"Whoa," said the brown-haired guy, "You see what I'm seeing, Ray?"

"No, I'm seeing it too, Peter." said the redhead guy. "What do you think, Egon?"

The one with glasses went over with a tracker and scanned Donnie, much to his personal space. "Well, Ray, I can tell you that he isn't a ghost. He is one hundred percent living."

“Whoa.” The younger guy looked closer at Donnie. “Are you some kind of… mutant?”

“Yes. Yes, I am.” Donnie assured.

Egon then looked at the others with his device. “You’re from a parallel dimension, aren’t you?”

“How did you know?” Applejack asked.

“Your biorhythms are off, I’m detecting dormat readings inside of a couple of you, and I think one of you’s skin is a little gray.”

"Never seen anyone like that before." said Peter. "Who are you guys?"

"Oh, uh." said Gamer as he introduced themselves. "My name is Gamer. These ones are Donnie, Applejack, Blade Swipe, and Shinigami."

"Nice to meet you." said Egon. "My name is Egon Spengler. These are my fellow associates. Peter Venkman, Raymond Stantz, and our newest recruit Rowan Johnson."

“We’re the…” Ray began before he, Peter, and Egon declared.

“The GHOSTBUSTERS!”

“Ghostbusters?” Shini raised her brow.

Just then, a green ghost with arms flew in and accidentally ran into Donnie covering him slime. “Ew!”

“Hey! Get off him!” Gamer tried to grab the ghost who zipped past him and behind Ray cowering. “I take it he’s a ghost?”

“It’s okay! This is our friend, Slimer. He’s a good ghost.” Ray assured.

"Even if he slimes ya constantly." said Peter irking Slimer.

"So, what are all of y'all doin here?" asked Applejack.

"Well, you see, Applejack, right? We were on our way to an assignment when we got a call from the church about a turtle man, and you know the rest." said Ray.

“What about you guys?” Peter asked.

Donnie held up his portal tracker. “My portal tracker picked up a huge amount of energy and we traced it into your dimension.”

Egon looked at the tracker. “Impressive.”

“It must’ve been the energy pulse from earlier.” Ray stated.

“Maybe.” Slimer agreed.

“And I suppose you’re gonna fight whatever it is with kung fu?” Peter teased.

“Actually, Venkman, they’re ninjas.” Egon pointed out which surprised the group.

“How did you know that, Mr. Spengler?” Donnie raised a brow.

“Dr. Spengler, actually. Call me Egon.” Egon assured. “Second, you have a bo staff while Blade and Gamer have a katana on their backs.”

“And we believe what caused the energy surge is a level seven or more entity.” Ray warned.

“Then it’s safe to say you fellas are gonna need our help.” Applejack stated.

“And we’re ready, willing, and able.” Shini added as the others stood ready too.

“You’re gonna need more than just swords and sticks to take on ghosts!” Remarked Peter.

“Well we gotta do something.” Argued Applejack.

“We better let them help, Venkman.” Egon suggested. “Besides, they’re not going to take no for an answer.”

“We sure aren’t.” Gamer said while skimming through a random comic book.

Then, Ray got an idea. “Then you guys are gonna need some necessary equipment. “Rowan, come with me.”

“Okay.” Rowan followed him to the back of their car as the others followed.

Slimer tilted his head as Ray and Rowan grabbed more backpacks. “It’s a good thing I asked Janine, our secretary, where we keep our spare proton packs as well as a couple arm mounted packs.”

“Proton packs?” Blade raised his brow.

“Particle accelerators.” Peter explained. “It’s one of our little toys.”

As they pulled out three more packs, Egon spoke. “We only have three spare packs. We’ll definitely give one to Blade and Donatello. Which of the rest of you is the strongest?”

“I am.” Applejack spoke up.

“Which means Gamer and Shinigami will use these arm mounted proton packs.” Ray added.

“You sure ya wanna give one to the kid here?” Peter pointed to Gamer.

“Look, Dr. Venkman, was it? I’ve defused bombs, worked on computers, fought off viruses, and worked on machinery. Handling an unlicensed nuclear accelerator shouldn’t be any different.” Gamer huffed.

“Of course you can.” Peter smiled before mumbling. “A young Egon. Lord, they’re multiplying.”

“But remember the very important rule about proton streams.” Ray warned. “Don’t cross the streams.”

“Otherwise, kablooey!” Slimer interacted.

“You mean-?” Donnie gulped.

“Total protonic reversal?!” Gamer finished.

“Uh come again?” Applejack asked as she, Shinigami, and Blade raised a brow.

“Try to imagine all life stopping instantaneously and every molecule exploding in the speed of light.” Donnie explained.

“And we’re goofing around with that kind of equipment.” Gamer jived. “Fantastic.”

“Let’s see Tirek try to absorb that.” Blade mumbled.

“So, you’re saying one wrong move and we’re bye bye?” Shini asked.

“As long as no one crosses the streams, Shinigami, you’ll be fine.” Ray assured.

Everyone looked to see Gamer looking at the internal configuration of his blaster before he saw them. “I’ll uh modify this later.”

“Okay. Any questions?” When everyone didn’t ask, Peter then spoke again. “Alright! Everyone in the car!”

“I like your car, by the way.” Gamer said as they all climbed in. “Is it a 59 Cadillac?”

“Yep! Just needed a little fixer upper and gear and she’s a beaut.” Ray smiled. “We call it the Ecto-1.”

“Catchy.” Donnie complimented.

“Amazing.” Blade admitted.

“Not bad.” Applejack grinned.

“So all this gear is used for ghost hunting?” Shini looked at the computers.

“Most of them are prototypes, but theoretically yes.” Egon explained.

“All right, everyone! Next stop, the Sedgewick Hotel!” Peter started the engine and drove off with the sirens blaring through the streets.

To be Continued

Author's Note:

For each chapter, I will have a bio of each ghost each chapter based on Tobin's Spirit Guide (The Ghostbusters' know how on ghosts). Starting off is Slimer.

Classification: Class 5 Repeating Vapor
Appearances: Ghostbusters, Ghostbusters 2, The Real Ghostbusters, Slimer! And The Real Ghostbusters, Extreme Ghostbusters, Ghostbusters: The Video Game

Slimer (also Spud, also Onionhead) is a translucent green mass of a ghost, with two skinny arms, no feet, several chins, and a massive butt. Slimer’s personality is one of tremendous gluttony, being referred to as a “disgusting blob”, and exists only to eat food [or to create mischief]. The only downside to this is that the food passes right through him, which is most likely why he's perpetually stuffing himself.

"Ghost Class" wise he is referred to as a "focused, non-terminal repeating phantasm, or a Class Five full roaming vapor".

He is first seen haunting a room service cart on the 12th floor of the Sedgewick Hotel, and according the manager, had been there for years.

In the first Ghostbusters, Slimer was never referred to by name. He was dubbed "The Onionhead Ghost" due to the foul odor he was supposed to emit. His was officially given the name Slimer by Ray just to annoy Venkman.

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NOTES-

- Special thanks to Jebens1 for the part with the church which is based on the scene from the IDW comic crossover.

Next time: The Sedgewick

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