Cackling, a spectre dressed as a British soldier flew through the twilight Virginia woods, swinging its bayonet blade through the trees, causing them to topple even as it phased through the chaos of the falling canopies.
It apparently did so in an attempt to slow the pursuit it had garnered from four figures, a man with blonde hair in a black and white outfit soaring with the aid of a black aura, a woman with bright red hair in a red and white outfit who flew in a trail of rainbow light, a cloud-like being with a shaggy look even when immaterial, and an auburn haired woman in a yellow uniform with a large pack on her back, who was being carried by the blonde man. It was the Mystery Incorporated team with the abilities of the Power Pack!
“Zero-G, is it still heading in the direction of Mount Vernon,” their Scooby, made super-intelligent as the result of exposure to strange chemicals, whose inventions had led to them asked over the com link.
“Yeah,” Fred Jones, also known as Zero-G, obviously for his ability to manipulate gravity, replied as he shunted the latest tree canopy out of the way. “We should be there in a few minutes, and he hasn’t let up his rampage, we should really get that Poison Ivy Daphne to help clean this up later.”
“Good, I should get there just before it. Remember, somehow this ghost emerged from a portal with no warning and expressed a desire to get revenge on America for winning the Revolutionary War,” Scooby warned. “We have to capture it, learn if it was aided or if more are coming, and stop it from defacing Mount Vernon like he did that store with George Washington bobbleheads. Velma, is the Proton Pack still functional”?
“Yes,” Velma, also known as Energizer, replied, a stray spark from her upwards test shot narrowly missing an oblivious Daphne, who had the powers of Lightspeed, and passing harmlessly through Shaggy, or the Mass Master as he went by in uniform. “Once you get the spare trap to the manor, and set it up, the others will distract it and keep it away from the grounds while I lock onto it with the stream and trap it.”
“Too bad we couldn’t have caught it before it destroyed our other one, since we rented it, we’ll have to pay to replace it,” Daphne said.
“What I don’t get is why it’s going after Mount Vernon,” Shaggy said as he morphed around another tree trunk. “Why not go after something bigger or more famous, like the Washington Monument? Does he have a beef against Washington personally or something?”
“I don’t know Shaggy, but we’ve got to stop him before he can do whatever he’s planning,” Fred said. “We can ask him when we’ve got him safe in a trap. Power Pack away!”
“I told you to stop saying that Fred,” Velma deadpanned.
Far away, a figure shrouded in darkness watched as the team managed to defeat the redcoat ghost before it could reach the house. It was briefly mad at how its plan had failed, but it sooned calmed itself, knowing that it could easily try again, and again, and again, until it succeeded...