The Threed Ghost Trio
Prologue

	"Listen my children, and you shall hear.. the legend of the Threed Ghost Trio. Three souls, doomed, for all eternity. They could not be destroyed, put to rest, or killed. Unlike most other zombies and ghosts that ran off, or were defeated, they lingered, along with a small, damaged army of zombies.. and for four years, on Halloween, after 12 midnight.. they came out to seek revenge on the ones who defeated them, and to feed, to get stronger each year. Weak as they were, all one has to do was to simply bolt their windows and doors shut, and they would be fine.."

	"..But Halloween night, years ago, one child did not stay inside. The poor child had gotten separated from his Trick or Treat group. Frightened of the night, the foolish boy chose to wander, not knowing where his home was. Not watching where he was going, he stumbled into the graveyard. The large, new clock in the middle of town struck twelve times. It was midnight- the witching hour. The little boy cried in fright, as the gate closed, and the ground starting shifting. A hand emerged from the ground. Heads, legs, and other various body parts emerged. They circled the little boy. But it did not prepare him.. for the ghost trio. Pearl white beings, their eyes, burning red, with a deep desire. A desire to destroy. A desire for vengeance. A desire.. for power. They rose, high above the circle and the boy, and the whitest of the ghosts uttered only two words.  Two words that meant the end of the little boy.."

"Seize him."

	"The zombies closed in. The boy looked for an opening to escape. He found none. The last thing he saw, was the laughing, pearly white figures of the ghosts. The zombies bit him over and over again. He felt no pain, as after the first bite, he was one of them.."

	"..Forever."

To be continued.. (Mwahahahahah..!)

The Threed Ghost Trio
Part One: Jeff

	"Hurry up Ness, or you'll be late!" Jeff yelled from the bottom of the stairs. He was dressed up (as Albert Einstein no less) and waiting for Ness to finish changing into his costume. Paula was waiting by the door, smiling and handing out candy to the little children. She was dressed up as an angel, wings wide and halo gold. Tonight, they were meeting up with a group of little kids in Threed, and to take them Trick or Treating..

	"Okay, all done!" Ness shouted, as he jogged down the steps. Jeff stifled a laugh as he saw Ness's costume: a cardboard box. Ness gave him a piercing look, and ushered the two outside.

	"Too bad Poo isn't here. Something to do with the Pink Cloud.. ok, everyone ready? Good. Psi Teleport Beta!" Ness shouted, and they swirled around, and were gone.

	Arriving in Threed, they met up with the kids (who, as well, also laughed at Ness's outfit) and began the Trick or Treating. They had two hours: the parents all told the Four the children must be back by midnight, and it was nine thirty. So, off they went, having laughs and fun. Soon, however, it ended. Ness was the one who noticed it was 11:38. He yelped, and dragged the kids, along with Paula and Jeff, at blinding speed home..

	"Well, that was fun. Shall we stop for a bite to eat?" Ness asked them. Jeff and Paula nodded, and set off to the Threed Pizzaria. Unfortunately, the door was bolted shut. No matter how much Ness knocked, nothing happened. And then, something started tugging on Jeff. He looked down, and saw the face of a young child.

	"Hiii. I'm a biiiigg fan!" the young boy told Jeff. "I hear the flying sauce thing go boom around here! I wanna see!" Jeff smiled, and nodded. He simply told the other two to keep looking for a bite to eat, and to get him something. So, off they set, Jeff and the young boy. Soon, they reached the ladder. The boy climbed down first, and Jeff followed him. When he reached the bottom, he noticed the cavern was huge. And that the hole closed up.

	"Welcome, mortal.. I see our trap has, after all these years, trapped one of the Chosen Four.. incredible. That human boy? A zombie. Do not try to fight. Give up. You have no chance of survival. But do not worry. Your energy and body will both serve greater uses.."

"Seize him."

	Zombie hand after zombie hand emerged from the ground! Heads of zombie dogs poked out of the ground, and were pulled up by their zombie owners. Jeff took out his Gaia beam, and started blasting. He pulled out a super bomb, and threw it. While he lit it, he saw the last thing he would ever see. Three shimmering forms, floating. He tossed it, but then let out a shriek of pure pain. A zombie had snuck up behind him, and had bit him. Jeff concentrated. "I must.. not.. fall.." But no use. He fell, and the last sound that filled his ears were bells.

	Striking twelve times. The witching hour had begun.

To be continued.. (Mwahahahahah..!)

The Threed Ghost Trio
Part Two: Poo

	"So you say Jeff has gone missing? Odd indeed. Also strange it is on your "Halloween" night." the, now king, of Dalam mused. Ness had contacted Poo after Jeff did not come back. Ness and Paula started to worry, and asked Poo to aid them. "Thanks for the help," Ness had said, when Poo teleported in.

	Poo thought for another second. Then, he told the group, that they should split up. Poo would search the graveyard, Ness the east side of town, and Paula the west. They said their goodbyes, and separated to go searching. Poo hiked his way to the graveyard, and was there in a few minutes. He looked around. Up trees, in holes, and under rocks. No sign of Jeff. Poo was about to give up, when he noticed a bottle rocket pointing towards the hole that Ness and Paula had been trapped in so long ago. Except it was no longer a hole.

	It was a church. Great and towering, with cracked bells in it's tower. Stained glass made up the windows, and the doors were large, old, and rotting. Poo did a double take. The church was floating. Poo realized, that it was the last place for him to look. He took a deep breath, jumped up to it, and opened the door.

	Or more it opened for him. Poo stepped inside, and the door shut loudly, locking as well. Poo gulped, and tried to destroy it with Psi Freeze, but it was no use. He drew his Sword of Kings, and turned around. The church was normal. Old, empty, and floating, but otherwise normal. Except for the stained glass. Each window had a scene with multiple zombies. A single stained glass window was behind the altar, and this one had three pearly white figures. One of the other windows had a different scene, but Poo did not have time to look at it closely.

	The zombies were coming out of the glass. They advanced on Poo. His Sword of Kings was effective, but the sheer number of zombies overwhelmed him. Instead of biting him, however, they disarmed him, and dragged him to the altar, where the three ghosts, and the figure in the last window were standing.

	"Well, human," the first said in it's watery voice. "You have done well. Well and foolish. We knew that one of you would come to find your.. friend. You are worthy, so before we make you one of us, I should explain."

	"A few years ago, when your friends defeated Ma.. Belch, the zombie army was weakened to near extinction. Besides the ghosts, all other creatures, such as the Handsome Toms, were destroyed completely. Well, only one thing could bring us back to full strength. The blood of our foes, the Chosen Four, could restore us. For these years, we've been waiting, knowing that one day you would return. Every year, one day, one hour, we could have one day where we used up every last bit of power to come out, and grow our army. We chose midnight, of Halloween. We have only captured one, and he is what lead your.. friend, to us. That little kid was an agent of ours. And your friend, well.. He shall be your executioner." the ghost finished, and the figure stepped forward.

	It was Jeff. He moved slowly towards Poo. Poo was utterly defenseless. Jeff moved so close to Poo, he could count the now falling off freckles. Jeff moved towards Poo's neck, who sunk his fangs into him. Poo screamed his last screamed, and the ghosts laughed evilly..

To be continued.. (Mwahahahahah..!)

The Threed Ghost Trio
Part Three: Paula

	The time is half past midnight. The night is Halloween. A teenage girl, guised as an angel, walks through the forest. A bat flies over head. She trips, 
	
	Paula was edging along, frying pan in hand.The night was causing her to lose her nerve. She was following a sound she had heard, sounding like feet. She nearly laughed when she found it was just a rat. Paula took a look at her surroundings. She had gone pretty far in the woods. She was so nervous, she didn't even notice the hole she was falling into.

	She found herself in the same hole as she was in those years ago. But this time, it was full of action. A demonic ritual was taking place. Two ghosts were "sitting" in thrones, with a third, empty one in the middle. Four zombies wearing cloaks, one each red, blue, green, and white, were chanting. Zombies made strange movement in the middle of the room, in a circle. Inside the circle were two zombies, standing there. Paula almost fainted when she noticed them..

	Jeff and Poo. She gasped, and the ghosts rose, followed by a zombie. One ghost took out a silvery knife, and a small vial. The ghost cut a gash on her arm, and placed the drops of blood in the vial. She gasped, and tried to attack, but found her Psi blocked. Her frying pan had been taken away. The zombie advanced. Paula managed to break free- Poo had taught her a few moves just a few weeks ago. She noticed the tunnel was longer than before. She just hoped an entrance of some sort. Her Psi was still blocked, and her Frying Pan far behind her. She came upon a turn..

	And a dead end.

	There was no escape. Her scream rang out, out into the town. Ness heard it. A furious look on his face, he dashed to the graveyard.

	The stage was set. The pieces in place. The resurrection of the zombie army was happening!

To be concluded.. (Mwahahahahah..!)

The Threed Ghost Trio
Part Four: Conclusion

	"Paula? Where are you? Jeff? Poo?" Ness shouted. This hole was a lot larger then it had been those years ago. Before it was just a prison cell. Now it went on for miles. Ness was sure he had heard her scream come from here. If Paula was in trouble, he'd kill whoever did it- dead or alive. Jeff and Poo would also be avenged if something happened to them. He nearly tripped over something in his rage. A sword. A sword fit for a king. The sword that had belonged to Poo.

	"Everything is in place. The Chosen have been drained, their powers ours. The battlefield has been drawn. This is our greatest hour, my brethren! Let us be finished with the last of the Chosen, and devour the world in our darkness!" shouted one of the ghosts. The zombie army "cheered" in moans. A large, makeshift base, slightly resembling Belch's factory had been erected at the end of the tunnel. All they needed now was the power of Ness to be complete. A smile spread across the ghost's face, when a boy wielding a baseball bat and a sword stepped into the room.

	His first instinct was to charge. But, he told himself, that would be utter suicide. His next action was to launch a Psi attack on what he assumed were the leaders, the three ghosts. But before he could decide, he found himself being dragged by his former friends to the ghosts.

	"Well, human. The time has come. We shall rise to power once more, and overthrow the humans. But we are sporting ghosts. You will face us each, one at a time. Defeat us, and you, your friends, and the entire human race are free. Lose, well.. you know what happens." Ness nodded, and was released. He walked over to a circle drawn by what appeared to be chalk, except it was glowing. The third ghost rose from his throne, and also joined Ness. Ness noticed that a few features looked like Jeff- the hair, the glasses..

	"GO!" shouted the first ghost, and before Ness knew it, he was dodging laser and ghost blasts. Ness, thinking fast, attacked the glasses of the ghost, throwing Poo's sword, and sliced it in half. Although it had avoided damage, the ghost was now blinded, but it started firing more often, and less care. Ness couldn't dodge all the shots, and found himself on the ground in minutes. The ghost floated to him, to get a better aim at the head. He raised the gun..
	
	*FWAP* It met his bat. The ghost shrieked in pain, and turned to dust. Using his bat as a crutch, Ness got up.

	The second ghost dashed in. This one bearing a ponytail. Ness knew he had no chance to defeat this ghost/Poo hybrid. However, his thoughts travelled to the Sword of Kings. Ness took a real gamble, and rolled under the swing of the ghost. He clutched it, praying silently. Then he turned, and dashed at the ghost, a fixed look of fury on his face. The ghost cast Psi Freeze hurriedly. However, as Ness had hoped, Poo's Psi did not work on his own weapon. The ghost let out an unearthly scream, and turned to dust as well.

	The final ghost stepped forward. "My brethren are weak. I shall defeat you in my own form!" A fury of fighting began. The first blow threw the sword out of the ring. This managed to slice quite a few zombies in half. The ghost cursed, but it had given Ness the moment he needed. He brought his bat up- and connected it to the ghosts "jaw". It retaliated, and brought Ness to the brink of death and doom.

	But it was nearing one. The ghost would lose it's powers for the year, and would certainly be destroyed. The ghost laughed. "Well, you are.. worthy.. your race.. survives. But, you and your little friends won't! See you.." it gasped weakly, already losing it's powers. "In the other realm.."

	It then detonated, an explosion large enough, it devoured the entire graveyard.

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	Somewhere the sun shines. But not Threed. The threat is gone, but The Chosen Four.. have perished.

	...Or have they? The day after, the town searched the rubble. Limbs were scattered everywhere. No trace of life remained.

	But, a towns person found a pile of moving rubble. After calling the others over, they pushed the debris aside. What they saw made their jaws drop.

	Weak, but alive, were Ness, Paula, Jeff, and Poo (who were dezombiefied) inside a small and weakening Psi Shield. Ness smiled weakly, and collapsed, the shield dissipating. All of them breathed quite normally. The town rejoiced, and, once they were returned to normal, a festival began.

	At the forest edge, a young boy watched. His eyes were soulless, and contained utter hatred for the four being honoured. He snorted, and turned away.

	Revenge would take time, he decided.

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	Yay! All finished. Sorry for the half finished copies of Chapters Three and Four. The Threed Ghost Trio has been, in all senses, worked on for the last two/three years. In writing, it has been for the last two years. Constant computer crashes, reformats, and idiot friends delayed thing greatly. I'd like to thank: FoppyKing, for your support, the folks in the authors channel for a few ideas, and everyone else for reading this. YOU ALL ROCK!

			-Jeff7