Equestria Ninja Girls Who Ya Gonna Call?
Shandor Island
Previous Chapter“Egon, tell me again, why are we wandering endlessly in the fog?”
After defeating the Spider Witch at the Sedgewick Hotel and picking up Peter and the fully recovered Blade Swipe, The Ghostbusters and Ninjas were riding Ray’s boat, The Marine Ecto-8, looking for their next destination on the Hudson River.
“It’s the final node, Venkman. Close it, and we seal the mandala, trapping the ghosts inside.” Egon explained As Peter looked around with the Ecto Goggles.
Applejack turned to Blade. “How ya feeling Blade?”
“Much better. Dr. Seldwyn got me up to speed that you learned that the constellation was really a mandala. I’ve learned about mandalas through the grimoire when Dark Codex controlled me.”
“That’s good. Once we seal the last one, it’ll be the end of it and hopefully we’ll go home.” Donnie added.
“First, we gotta find the last node.” Gamer reminded while Slimer imitated a foghorn.
Peter still looked skeptical. “Sorry to break it to you, Egon, but I don’t see a mandala…”
Everyone looked in shock as a miniature island rose from the water.

“You were saying?” Egon raised a brow.
“Land ho.” Shini said.
“Shandor Island. It’s here!” Ray awed.
“Holy Chalupa!” Donnie blinked.
“Now there’s something you don’t see every day.” Applejack admitted.
As they entered the docks, some of the debris fell off narrowly missing the boat.
“It’s too unstable! I’m going to have to drop you guys and circle around.” Ray warned. “If Ecto-8 sinks, we’re sunk too!”
“I’ll stay with Ray and help keep the boat afloat.” Gamer volunteered.
“Good idea.” Egon agreed.
“Thanks, Games.” Ray thanked.
Peter then walked up. “Ray, since you’re the most excited about going to ghost island, why don’t I just take the boat?”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Applejack shot him a look.
“No one asked you, Applejack. I was asking Ray.” Peter saw Ray shaking his head no as the others shoot him a look as well and chuckled. “Heh. Thought I was making a nice gesture, and you’re all giving me the suspicious look. Drop it instantly. Let’s keep going. Because nobody enjoys rushing headlong towards their death more than this fellow.”
“Hail the conquering hero.” Blade muttered as everyone minus Ray and Gamer climbed to the loading dock.
Slimer just floated with the group as Winston asked Egon. “What’s the story behind this place, Egon?”
“The Shandors owned this island for generations. The castle was built in the 1860’s. Ivo Shandor used it as a refuge, a lab, and a temple for he and other cult members to worship Gozer.”
“That guy definitely needed a new hobby that didn’t involve the end of the world.” Applejack muttered before Winston spoke again.
“Okay, that’s all well and good. But can someone explain to me how an entire island sinks?”
“According to basic geology, an island can sink when the weight of the island causes the lithosphere to bend downward. This can be caused by earthquakes, volcanoes, or subsidence.” Donnie then saw Winston deadpanning him. “But I guess Ivo Shandor did something different, so I’ll let Dr. Spengler explain.”
“The night the last Shandor died, there was a huge tital surge and the river just swallowed the island whole. Shandor consecrated the whole island to Gozer, and the Ghostworld reclaimed it.”
“Mm-Hm.” Peter, Shini, and Slimer exclaimed.
“City’s lucky it’s in the middle of the Hudson instead of Rockefeller Center.” Winston figured.
“We’re lucky now, but the Ghostworld will continue to assert itself into ours, and the damage will be incalculable.” Egon warned.
“And no doubt it’ll find its way to our world or any other world we’ve visited.” Donnie feared.
“Just another screwed up day at the office.” Peter joked.
“Well, I didn’t redeem myself just to have some ghost god threaten my friends and family.” Blade stated.
“Me neither. So let’s get moving and shut down the mandala.” Applejack walked up to a giant crane used her geode to move it.
“Good thinking, AJ!” Winston grinned.
“Just a little further.” Egon instructed. “Bring it in! a little more. Whoa! Great!”
Applejack moved it close enough to drop a huge wooden pallet which dropped to make a pathway across.
“Alright AJ!” Peter cheered.
“Yeah! Alright AJ!” Slimer echoed.
“Good work. Let’s go!” Donnie said as they hurried across and up some railroad tracks.
As the group got halfway up, Blade saw a mine cart charging towards them. “Watch out!”
Everyone got out of the way in time except for Slimer who was slammed into the cart and crashed with it. Luckily, he got up feeling woozy and floated back to the others.
“You okay, Slimer?” Winston asked.
“Okie dokie, Winston.” Groaned Slimer.
“Whats the deal? We only get paid if we live.” Peter retorted.
“Really?” Applejack deadpanned.
“Let’s keep moving.” Egon advised.
As they moved, more parts were falling off.
“Maybe we should’ve brought helmets.” Shini worried.
Ray spoke in the radio. “Guys, there’s way too much dangerous debris in here. Gamer and I have to take Marine Ecto-8 out where it’s safer.”
“Don’t go too far, Ray. If we need you, we’re gonna really need you fast!” Winston responded.
“Aye aye, Z. Raise us on the horn if you need us.” Ray replied.
“Good luck, you guys!” Gamer spoke.
Soon, the group arrived at what appeared to be a courtyard.
“Check this joint out!” whistled Winston.
“It looks like we’re at the courtyard of the castle.” Donnie guessed.
“That’s a three-million-dollar view, even in Manhattan standards.” Egon admitted.
“My apartment used to look like this.” Peter spoke.
“Shandor’s public architectural style ranged from Federal to Art Deco. His personal tastes, however, obviously leaned towards Gozerian.”
“Why am I not surprised?” Egon shrugged to Applejack’s question.
“Now I see what they mean by early demonic.” Winston joked.
As the group walked up to the stairs to make their way to the entrance to the castle, they suddenly heard the roar of a demon.
“That doesn’t sound good.” Donnie gulped.
“There’s an open door!” Egon pointed ahead. But before they could hurry, flaming gargoyles flew towards them.
“Flaming gargoyles again?” groaned Applejack.
“We’ve seen them before.” Winston recollected.
“Slam them to the ground!” Donnie cried as they fired their proton streams on them. Using them to ensare the gargoyles, they slammed them to the ground smashing them.
“That would explain why they attacked us at Time Square. They’re gargoyles from Shandor buildings.” Egon concluded.
“Guess Ivo would be tickled pink to know his old security system still works so long after he died.” Winston said.
“Wouldn’t be my first choice.” Donnie griped.
“Venom crawlers at three o’clock!” Applejack pointed.
The team used their slime blowers and streams to fight off the ongoing crawlers and gargoyles. After making their way across.
“There’s the door!” Donnie cried as they hurried only for the main doors to close on them causing Slimer to slam on the door.
“Now what?” Rowen sighed.
“Look! The door is connected by that chain.” Winston pointed.
“Okay. Donatello. Blade. Rowen. You’re up. I got your backs.” Egon was then interrupted by Applejack ripping the doors open.
“We’re wasting time! We got a world to save! Unless you guys are still worried about your paychecks.” She stomped in.
“Is she always like that?” Peter asked Donnie.
“Only when there’s a job to be done.” Donnie shrugged.
“Let’s move!” Winston led the group inside.
“I take it we’re not welcome.” Egon checked his meter.
“Really? That be a first.” Winston rambled. “I’m gonna get us all name badges that say ‘Hello. I’m not welcome here.’ Or maybe t-shirts. Or coffee mugs.”
“Think we can get a couple to take home?” Shini grinned.
As they searched around the place, the group looked around at the décor and portraits that were on the hallway walls.
“Ya think all of Ivo Shandor’s relatives were Gozer worshippers?” Applejack wondered out loud.
“You know, I think you’re the first to ask that, Applejack.” Egon pointed out. “Come to think of it, I have never been able to find anything about the Shandors outside of Ivo.”
“Either he destroyed any signs of existence of the Shandors to avoid authorities or the Shandors were lost to time.” Donnie hypothesized.
“That’s kinda sad.” Blade muttered. “And familiar.”
Then, one portrait caught Winston’s eye. “Illyssa. I see her.”
“You and me both.” Peter daydreamed. “She’s wearing a simple terrycloth robe. And she’s brought me coffee.”
“Yum! Yum!” Slimer salivated before looking up shocked.
“This can’t be right.” Applejack blinked.
In the portrait, it looked like Illyssa only she wore a blue old dress.

“That’s her alright. Spitting image.” Wowed Shini.
“The resemblance is uncanny.” Egon rubbed his glasses.
Donnie read the description under the painting. “This is Ivo Shandor’s mother, painted in 1885.”
“Wait. Illyssa is a Shandor?” Blade pieced together.
“Why does this always happen? I met a girl. She’s crazy about me. But she always turn out to be a fixer upper!” Peter whined. He then stopped Slimer from speaking. “I told ya, Spud, no more blind dates. Not since you tried to hook me up with that lunch lady.”
Egon thought for a moment. “This is starting to make sense. Illyssa must’ve inadvertently triggered the Mandala because she has Shandor blood.”
“She doesn’t know it. When I did her profile, she told me she was adopted.” Peter recalled.
“Some coincidence.” Winston said.
“No way this happened by accident.” Blade stated.
“Somebody must’ve known. Why else bring her to the Gozer exhibit?” Applejack asked.
Then, Egon remembered something. “The mayor did say that Peck personally recommended Illyssa to be the guest curator of the Gozer exhibit.”
“You don’t think-?” Donnie blinked.
“Gamer’s gonna hate him more.” Applejack agreed.
Winston nodded. “Once a Peck, always a Peck.”
“Yeah, once a Peck, always a Peck.” Slimer huffed.
As they continued their venture, Winston spoke again. “Shandor must’ve employed hundreds of workers for years to build this place.”
“Reminds me of King Sombra back home.” Blade mumbled.
“The supports are waterlogged, the mortar is decrepit, and the foundation is shattered. In purely physical term, there’s no way all this can still be standing.” Egon critiqued.
“Thank you, Dr. Spengler. You’d make a great house seller.” Shini joked.
“You sound surprised.” Winston deadpanned.
“No. Not really. It’s beautiful in a horrific way.”
“Bet Dark Codex would love it here.” Blade admitted before they heard Ray on the walkie.
“You can’t deny the pure genius of Shandor. It’s a pity that it was all used for evil. If he would’ve channeled some of it for good, the things he could’ve done.”
“Maybe if we hit him with our Magic of Friendship, he could’ve been redeemed like our friend Sunset Shimmer.” Applejack added.
“Uh guys?” Rowen pointed down near a statue on the floor below. At the foot of the statue were four ghosts in black robs glowing blue.
“Posthumous Black Mass.” Egon whispered.
“What? People still worshipping? Even after death? That’s a powerful church, man.” Winston grinned.
“That might explain how these structures are still standing.” Egon realized.
Ray spoke on the radio again. “Oh yeah! Ethereal stability induced by sheer focused concentration posthumous will. Unbelievable!”
“I’ll just pretend I understood that.” Gamer mumbled.
“Probably tell ya when you’re older, kiddo.” Ray said.
“What’s unbelievable is that you can still use the word in context.” Winston pointed out.
Just then, Slimer screamed as they saw the black ghost charging towards them.
“They look like they’re covered in black slime! Slime them!” Donnie warned.
Everyone fired slime at the black ghosts. They were joined by shadow figures that attacked the ghost busting group as well. Using their slime blowers, the heroes managed to vaporize them all.
“I think it’s officially time for us to go.” Applejack stated.
“I hear ya, AJ.” Winston agreed as they hurried out.
As they exited the chamber, they saw something glowing in the next tower.
“Check this joint out!” whistled Blade.
“Unless my sensory array is malfunctioning, that is definitely the place we’re looking for.” Egon pulled out his PKE Meter.
As they looked around, the floor behind Applejack and Rowen suddenly opened up causing the two to fall in. As they fell, Rowen grabbed Donnie while Applejack grabbed Shini as the two grabbed Blade, causing them to fall in as well. Slimer tried to pull Blade out but fell in too and the floor closed up.
Peter noticed their absence. “Hey, where’d the kiddos go? Yo! Cool Breeze! Come on out! Slimer?”
“Peter! Behind you!” Egon warned as more black ghosts surrounded the three Ghostbusters.
The fallen group regined consciousness as they heard their friends through the walkie.
“No! Get back! Take your imaginary hands off me! Peter!”
“Yeow!”
“No! There’s too many of them! Whoa!”
“Egon! They got Egon! Bring him back here! Kids! Help us!”
“Winston! Hang on!” Applejack cried.
“We gotta save them!” Donnie declared.
“Hang on! I’ll have Dr. Stantz drop me off to help!” Gamer spoke.
“No, Gamer! Stay with Ray! We’ll get the others!” Shini responded.
“Besides, that might do more harm than good.” Blade warned.
“Okay, you guys need to get to the others so they can help you, please be careful we don’t know what we’re dealing with yet, but it sounds big and when big things attack, they hurt.” Ray spoke.
“Understood, Dr. Stantz.” Rowen responded.
Donnie looked around. “We appear to be in the sewer passageway of Shandor Island. If we use the PKE Meters, we might be able to the Ghostbusters and hopefully the mandala node.”
“Then let’s get moving.” Applejack nodded.
Donnie and Rowen held their meters out and led the group forward. As they walked, Blade looked down to see the water catacombs full of black slime. “That’s a lot of slime.”
“Doesn’t surprise me one bit.” Applejack agreed.
Donnie checked his meter. “It looks like there’s a way inside the castle down there.”
“I’m not swimming in that gunk.” Shini deadpanned.
The group turned to see Slimer wearing sunglasses, Hawaiian shirt, inner tube, and held a glass before tossing them aside. “Me neither!”
“Guys! Over here!” everyone hurried to Rowen. “I found the sewer gate! We could use it to drain the black slime so we can get down there!”
“Allow me!” Applejack used her geode to pull the gate down, sealing the path.
“Alright, AJ!” Slimer cheered as they watched the black slime drained.
“Uh oh.” Donnie sweated.
From the draining black slime merged a giant black blob monster that roared at them.
“Of course, there’s a monster in there!” Applejack rolled her eyes.
“Hit it with slime!” Blade cried as they fired their slime blowers at it before seeing venom crawlers coming at them.
“Venom crawlers!” Donnie cried before Shini slimed them. After much sliming, the black slime monster disintegrated into a big puddle before vanishing. They headed down to see another black slime monster charging towards them.
“There’s another one!” cried Rowen.
“Spread out!” Blade yelled.
The five scattered to surround the monster before sliming it disintegrating it as well. Rowen looked at his meter. “This way!”
He led the group through the canal. They had managed to slime every venom crawler that came after them. As they entered a metal tunnel, Donnie checked his meter. “The signal’s getting stronger this way.”
The smart turtle pulled out the walkie he was given. “Donatello to Ghostbusters, come in! Venkman, Spengler, Zeddemore, acknowledge.”
After a few seconds, they heard a response. “Donnie? Can you hear me?”
“It’s Winston!” cheered Slimer.
“We hear you, Winston. What’s your position?” Blade responded.
“I’m trapped in a dark place. Can barely move my arms. Can you guys find me?”
“We’re on our way.” Promised Rowen.
After a few minutes of walking, they heard Winston again. “I think you kids are getting closer to me, the sounds are getting louder.”
“Your signal’s getting stronger.” Donnie checked the meter.
They got out of the tunnel to a strange factory. In the tubes and funnels swam gallons of different colored slime.
“I can’t tell if this is pretty or creepy.” Shini looked around.
“The colors are pretty nice.” Applejack shrugged.
“Mr. Zeddemore has got to be around here somewhere. Keep looking.” Donnie pointed out.
Everyone looked around while Slimer sniffed the ground like a blood hound. The green ghost sniffed at a big statue which suddenly moved a little surprising him.
“Over here!” he got everyone’s attention and they hurried to the statue.
“Winston has got to be inside!” Donnie guessed as Slimer frantically nodded.
“How do we get him out?” Suddenly, Rowan accidently pressed a big button which opened up, freeing Winston inside.
“Hey! Thanks, kids! I was seriously cramping up in there.” Winston thanked stretching a bit.
“I refuse to let anyone be held by their will like I did.” Blade nodded.
Winston looked around the factory. “This is all looking familiar. Ray would be giggling right now.”
“Least it’s just slime and not mutagen.” Donnie grinned.
“This must be where all the mood slime came from.” Winston figured. “Look! They must’ve pumped it into the sewers from here!”
“You mean that gunk you guys told us about that could either make people kill each other or make a toaster dance?” Applejack recalled.
“Yeah when we fought Vigo the Carpathian from that painting.” Winston nodded. “Let’s go find Egon. And… think about looking for Peter.”
“We used the meters to find you. We can use it to find them. This way!” Donnie led them to the catwalk.
They found a doorway as Winston kicked the metal doors open. They walked around to see more vats of slime.
“What is this place?” Shini pondered.
“I bet Mikey would love this place and mess with this stuff.” Donnie looked around.
“If it wasn’t used for slime, I bet it could’ve made some colorful drinks.” Applejack figured.
“You know, Ray had Slimer mascot for this fruit drink called Ecto Cooler a couple years back.” Winston recalled.
“Sounds marketable.” Blade complimented.
“It was actually pretty good.”
As they headed up, Applejack whistled. “Shandor’s cult was working some crazy experiments in here.”
“There’s blue slime, pink slime, yellow slime. But every ghost in here is covered in black slime.” Winston added.
“Must be their favorite color.” Teased Shini.
“But what’s generating it all? Where is it all coming from?” wondered Rowen.
“Uh maybe ask them?” Donnie gulped as he pointed ahead to see dark figures charging towards them.
“Slime them!” Winston cried as they fired their slime blowers at them.
“Being dead for 80 years sure hasn’t improved these guys’ disposition any!” Winston joked.
“I’m with ya on that, Mr. Zeddemore!” Blade agreed.
“I don’t know which one of you shoved me into that crate, but you all owe me a big apology!”
“Too bad Pinkie can’t help with that!” Applejack told Winston.
Shini noticed something above. “Incoming! Gozer worshippers at 2 o’clock!”
As the cloaked ghost flew towards them, the group slimed them as well.
After they all disintegrated, Donnie cheered. “Booyakasha! Shandor isn’t here to save you now, is he?”
“This is the kind of stuff that really shows well on your reviews. I think you guys are really turning some heads back at headquarters.” Winston smiled.
“Thanks.” Blade looked around. “Man, what’re these spooks up to? I get the whole mandala immortality-and-power thing, but what’s up with all the slime science?”
“Definitely Mikey would like it here.” Shini mumbled.
“Ah! The island has got to be sitting directly on a cross-dimensional portal!” Donnie theorized.
Just then, another voice spoke in the radio. “I think I hear you guys! Yes, that sounds like my equipment. You guys are getting close.”
“Egon!” everyone gasped.
“Find him, Slimer!” Shini said.
Everyone followed the green ghost to the next room as he crept to a containment unit like they found Winston in.
“Get me out of this thing! I don’t want to get eaten by black slime!”
“Hang on, Egon!” Donnie turned to Rowen. “How’d you get this open last time?”
“I think it was right…here.” Rowen pressed the same gem opening the container freeing Egon.
“Thank you. This is going to reflect well on your performance review. All of you.” He thanked. “In most cases, I find close proximity to mildew stimulating. That was a little much, though.”
“That’s…. anyway, we should probably go find Dr. Venkman.” Blade tried to change the subject.
“Have you seen Venkman?” Egon asked.
“Well… you know…” Winston debated.
“Nope.” Applejack muttered.
“Have you looked for him?” Egon raised his brow.
“Well… you know…”
“Nope.”
Egon held up his meter. “The meter seems to indicate he’s somewhere in this direction.”
Just then, Slimer sniffed the air. “Peter? Peter!”
This caused the green ghost to speed forward in the factory.
“Slimer! Wait up!” Donnie cried as the group hurried to follow him.
As they hurried, they had to slime some more black slime ghost and another black slime monster.
“This machinery indicates an astounding level of sophistication!” Egon pointed out. “Pure evil notwithstanding, Ivo Shandor was far ahead of his time.”
As they looked for Slimer, Egon continued to show amazement. “You know, I have to take my hat off to Shandor. This lab was built how many years ago? It’s pretty impressive. It’s likely that Shandor was THE parapsychology expert of his time.”
“Yeah. It’s very impressive!” awed Donnie.
“Stay in the light, you two.” Warned Applejack.
“We’re trying.” Donnie and Egon deadpanned.
“I got a lock on Slimer’s signal!” Rowen checked the meter as they headed towards a freight elevator.
“They must’ve stashed Venkman around here somewhere.” Egon theorized.
Suddenly, they saw a proton stream fire from the floor above.
“Help! Yo! A little help!”
“I think I hear him.” Shini pointed.
Peter walked up with Slimer looking down at them. “Hey! Someone call for a break? I think the Spud here found me faster than you guys.”
“That’s Venkman, all right.” Winston grinned. “You sure about this, right?”
“We need to be at full strength to shut down this node.” Egon reminded.
Donnie spoke in his walkie. “Dr. Stantz! Games! Good news, we found and free the others.”
“Way to go! I feel a momentum swinging in our favor!” Ray answered.
“Good work. Now get out there and find the mandala node and shut it down. That’ll tick someone off.” Gamer added.
The group used the elevator and reunited with Peter. “Hey, I got places to go, people to meet. Can we get outta here?”
“Good job, kids. Glad to hear Peter’s okay.” Ray spoke.
The group went through a hallway and found a familiar room.
“Looks like we’re back where we left off.” Applejack noticed.
They entered a big room with a huge machine that had models of the planets and these four spheres moving up and down.
“That’s an interesting device.” Shini shrugged.
“What are they doing?” asked Blade.
Egon looked at his meter. “These readings are as big as those at the library when we crossed over. I think it’s safe to assume that the machine they’re working on was not built for a benign purpose.”
“It’s an orrery! A device typically used for predicting planetary alignment.” Donnie pointed. “In this case, it appears to actually be aligning…. Dimensions?”
“You do not think one of those dimensions is… Equestria?” Blade feared.
“Or one of our friends’ dimensions.” Applejack added. “And what’s to stop Gozer from going there? We can’t let that happened!”
“I’m with AJ! I for one do not want the dimensions to align. Not this close to Christmas!” Winston agreed.
“That would put a damper on the holidays.” Egon muttered.
“BIG damper!” Slimer held out his arms.
“So how do we shut it down?” Shini asked.
Egon pointed to the bouncing orbs. “The motion of those devices seems to be generating some sort of energy. Hard to tell, tough.”
“What if we try locking them down?” Winston suggested.
“I can calculate 54 likely outcomes. We’d survive 3 of them.” Egon calculated.
“Three?” Slimer blinked.
“That beats our usual odds.” Winston shrugged.
“Same here. Let’s do it!” Applejack walked up to a sphere and used her geode to slam it down breaking it.
“Let’s help her.” Blade went to another sphere and smashed it with his fist while Donnie used the blade on his staff to pierce the third orb. Then, the three used their weapons and destroyed the fourth together.
“Nice work! You did it!” Winston cheered as Slimer applauded. “How come people smart enough to use science always try to take over the world? Huh? Egon? Ray? Anyone? Didn’t think so.”
“Should we be offended by that, D?” Gamer asked.
“Just let it slide, Games, let it slide.” Donnie responded but shot a look at Winston.
Egon then noticed something. “Wait. Those planets are aligning. I’m not sure that this is the safest corse of action.”
Shini then noticed some black slime oozing from the ground. “Uh guys?”
“I think we found the source of the black slime, Winston.” Egon pointed.
“I wasn’t that curious!” Winston snapped.
“Then maybe keep your thoughts to yourself!” Applejack argued before Shini and Peter pulled the two.
“Run now. Fight later.” Peter stated.
“The whole room is filling up! Get to high ground!” Donnie cried as they hurried up the stairs.
“Alright, gentlemen, it’s official. This was a bad idea.” Egon frowned.
They hurried to the next floor and watched the floor below fill up with black slime.
“Somebody ordered a black slime jacuzzi?” Donnie saw everyone frowning at him. “Oh come on! Mikey’s not here so might as well say it!”
Blade then saw a door nearby. “Looks like we can exit through here.”
Suddenly, they felt a tremor as the orrery fell apart in the black slime.
“Shh. Here comes the big finale.” Peter teased.
Emerging from the black slime was a giant slug with arms. On his neck was a circular statue structure.
Rowen then covered his nose. “Augh! Who blew a big one?”
“Whew! The stench is horrible!” Winston groaned.
“Smells like the Fulton fish market when they have fish.” Peter said.
Slimer stuck his tongue out making gagging noises.
“Wait! I know that dumpster.” Peter noticed.
“A putrid mass of hatred, vile, and anger.” Egon described. “It’s got to be a Slor.”
“Not exactly Mr. Sunshine, is he?” Shini teased.
“This is the part where we do what we do.” Peter readied his thrower. “Blow it back in the cradle!”
The group fired their slime blowers as the Slor used the spheres as weapons to fire energy beams at them as they dodged.
“Aim for his eyes!” Winston cried.
“We need to cut off his Visine.” Peter agreed. “Somebody cut up some onions.”
“Giving me the evil eye, huh?” Applejack glared at the Slor.
The Slor roared recoiling in pain, knocking the statue off him and roared at the group before spewing black slime at them.
“It’s got to have a vulnerable spot!” Winston demanded.
“What about that green glowing thing on his head?” Rowen pointed to the green orb on the Slor’s head. “That is his head, right?”
“How do we get to that?” Donnie asked.
“Hey Slimer! Run around and look delicious, will ya?”
“Me?” Slimer blinked at Winston.
“Do it, Spud!” Peter cried.
Slimer flew around getting the Slor’s attention. It tried to bite the little green ghost, but Slimer managed to dodge it. This was enough for the group to hit its green orb with their slime throwers, causing it to recoil in pain.
“Hit it there! It doesn’t like that at all!” Winston bellowed.
“Keep hitting it!” Blade cried.
Everyone combined their slime stream and hit the Slor with everything they got before it roared in pain and sank into the black slime below.
“And that’s all she wrote.” Peter grinned.
Egon saw a nearby mandala as the node stopped glowing. “All the nodes are closed. The ghosts are trapped in the Mandala.”
“Right where they belong! Our boy Ivo Shandor didn’t factor in the fact that he was messing with the Ghostbusters! Booyakasha!” Winston cried as he high fived Applejack.
“Yeah! Booyakasha!” Slimer cheered.
“It’s spreading.” Peter deadpanned before grinning. “Yeah, Peck made that same mistake. We’re gonna have a long talk with him.”
“Don’t forget Dr. Venkman’s girlfriend is a Shandor.” Shini added.
“Agreed.” Egon nodded.
“I’m gonna have a long talk with her.” Peter agreed.
Everything started tremoring as Ray spoke in the radio. “You guys need to get down to the shore and fast! I don’t know how much longer I can hold her. The whole island is sinking!”
“Keep the motor running, Ray! We’re coming to ya fast!” Winston responded.
“This way!” Blade cried as they hurried through the passageway he found earlier. It wasn’t long before they found the shore where Ray and Gamer had Ecto-8 waiting for them.
“Hurry!” Gamer cried as he helped pull everyone on the boat with Winston helping.
“Peter!” he cried as Peter jumped in followed by Rowen and Blade. Once everyone was in the boat, Ray drove it away just in time to see Shandor Island sinking back in the Hudson. Slimer screamed as he flew in slamming into Gamer sliming him by accident. Again.
“Sorry.” The green ghost pouted as Gamer wiped the slime off.
“All good, Spud. Glad you’re okay.” Gamer sighed. “You guys okay?”
“Yeah. Mission accomplished.” Donnie thumbed up.
Ray gleamed. “How was it? Was it cool? What did it look like? Did you get any samples? Did it have multiple eyes?”
Everyone gave Ray the stink eye for his multiple questions as Egon spoke. “Ray… shut up.”
“Yeah! Shut up!” Slimer huffed.
“Let’s get back to shore. I’m starting to get seasick.” Applejack stated as they drove back to the docks.
To Be Continued
Author's Note
Here's the next page from Tobin's Spirit Guide-
Juvenille Sloar
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Then, during the Third Reconciliation of the Last of the Meketrex Supplicants, they chose a new form for him, that of a giant Sloar! Many Shubs and Zulls knew what it was to be roasted in the depths of a Sloar that day, I can tell you!
— Vinz Clortho; Ghostbusters
Category: Class VII Ectoplasmic Outsider
Type: Deity (supreme being)
Behaviors:
- Attacks: Range
- Weaknesses: Slime
Notes:
Somehow, Shandor's cult, guided by Ivo Shandor himself, discovered a way to lure a young Sloar from its home dimension into our world. More impressively, they also managed to imprison that Sloar within a ghost world pocket at the heart of Shandor's island mansion. Fueled by hatred, bile and anger and assisted by mechanical monstrosities of Shandor's own design, this captive Sloar serves as the powerful guardian of the Lost Island's dimension-aligning Orrery machinery.
Notes:
-Again, edited out a couple things to speed the chapter along.
Winston tells a reference to the old Hi-C drink Ecto Cooler from the 80's early 90's. (They temporarily brought it back in 2016 for the remake. Had to order it online)
the reference of the mood slime from Ghostbusters II is in the game.
And I think that's it.
Next time: Breakout!
