Scooby Doo Phantasma Novels & Stories

Remy takes a hit meant for me and goes down hard, ribs cracking. Seras is burning so hot the asphalt is melting under her feet. Kayo’s tails are bleeding gold. Then the ghosts arrive. Al, Frankie, Holly, and the entire 1920s crew come roaring out of the Ohio Club like it’s Prohibition all over again. Tommy guns made of pure ectoplasm. Al (grinning around a phantom cigar): “Nobody touches the Morua kid on my street.” The tide turns. The Severed Circle retreats (two of them limping, one mask cracked clean in half).

With Scorpion Guardian fighting Biggy and Scarlet alone, he simply had no chance of winning. All of a sudden, Biggy and Scarlet charged forward!!! “White Doll, White Lotus’ young supreme leader, has arrived in Copper City. Lucas, If you lay a finger on me, you will…” “Arghhh!!!” Scorpion Guardian let out a heart-wrenching scream. Hattie covered her ears right away. Hearing screams like that made her scalp tingle. Whenever Rank 3 Zombies bit people, the zombification process would take place extremely fast. What more, when two Rank 3 Zombies bit someone.

Shortly afterwards, they lastly found what they’d been looking for. Evania and Sumico saw a young lady, about the same age with them. The young lady was seen squatting down on the floor, with all her fear, anxiety, panic and frustration. Meanwhile, in front of the young lady, they saw a big, tall, blue monster, with his two long pointed horns, his two sharp canine teeth, and his dark red eyes. The big, tall, blue monster was seen fighting against four scorpion demons which were showing their true forms in four gigantic scorpions.

“They never let you go.” Before we could react, a black mist swirled behind him, and from it emerged a shape—tall and draped in shifting darkness. Its face was obscured, but glowing eyes peered through the veil of shadow. A Phantom. The man turned to run, but the Phantom was faster. It lashed out, and the moment its shadowy tendrils touched him, he let out an agonized scream. His body convulsed, his face twisted in horror as he disintegrated into dust before our eyes.

While snacking on her lunch, Maria paid attention to the words her grandfather was saying. "Phantom beats are sinister and vile creatures that feed on human flesh and fears. They are extremely dangerous and are twice as hard to take down compared to regular magical beasts. Luckily, you'll never have to encounter such creatures, since beast-types outnumber phantom-type creatures. But if you ever encounter one... run." The heavy, intense gaze of her grandfather caused a cold chill to sweep over Maria's body.

Swoosh! The Scented Phantom Cat's claws immediately tear the silhouette Caspian left behind into pieces. When it noticed that something was not right, the Scented Phantom Cat's gray hair stood on end just like a hedgehog. In a flash, the gray hair melted like a candle and then turned into a cloud of thick gray smoke, covering the Scented Phantom Cat. Soon, the Scented Phantom Cat in the smoke suddenly became fuzzy and hazy. In that originally dim environment, it seemed to disappear into thin air.

"Shit!" I clung to my Phantom Scooter's half-dead handlebars, flying over a hallway smeared with who-knows-what slime. Dashboard screamed in blood-red: 00:59. A literal death timer. "Overtime termination! Terminate my ass!" I roasted the system six ways to hell and floored it like I was chasing a warp zone. Third floor. Haunted High. The emergency lights flickered puke green over a ghost girl brushing her hair, back turned, dress in tatters.

because my life has reached a level of pathetic that requires supernatural intervention. “Veni ad me, daemon ignis,” I mutter, squinting at my phone. “Uh— vincula carnis, something something, claim me?” I snort. Take a sip of wine. The candles flicker again, harder this time, all of them at once, and the temperature in the room drops so fast I see my breath. The lights go out. Not just the candles. Everything. The kitchen light, the bathroom light, the glow of my phone, all of it dies at once and the darkness is absolute, total, the kind of dark that has weight and texture and presence.

Even if she did, she'd blame it on the wind. "Ghost?" Sharon was becoming concerned, "I thought you don't believe in such things?" "Really? Oh, em." Geneva cleared her throat and spoke confidently, "that's true, I am not scared by flimsy things such as ghooosts!" The last word Sharon heard was the word 'ghosts' being screamed into her eardrums before she heard nothing else. The phone had fallen and disassembled and the call, disconnected.

He yelled out a spell, while cursing the woman who was right behind him, Jenny. "You traitor! You brought me here to be killed..? You'll forever regret this you bitch! What an ass hole you are, traitor! I'll deal mercilessly with you, I promise you swine!" There was a look of a scared beast on his face. The shadow moved closer, and when the final moment struck, the shadow's mouth opened up in fury. Malison turned again to Jenny as he met her gaze. The shadow became a hungry monster, showing its fist, ready for action. Malison's vampire charged up, and released the first strike, but the shadow dogged and blocked the swing. The impact of the fist was heavy. He gripped his sword and came at Mal