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Ghostbusters West Coast:
Opening Night
Part Five
| <div align="center"><b>Ghostbusters West Coast:
<BR />Opening Night
<BR />Part Five</b></div>
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<BR />Filed by Dr. Joey Williams, GBWC CEO; Additional material by Dr. Ron Daniels, GBNOMAD.
<BR />with plot assistance from the entire GBWC team
<BR />Edited by Dr. Fritz V. Baugh, Official Historian
<BR />GBI Case File GBWC-2003-21/001
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<BR /><b>Previously</b>
<BR />Director John Dennison was attacked by the mysterious supernatural assassin known as "The Ravisher". Legendary Ghostbuster Peter Venkman has assembled a new team to combat the Ravisher and other supernatural threats: Dr. Joey Williams (CEO), Dr. Kyle Stevens and Dr. Andy Harness (of the ETGB)(team co-captains), Dr. Fritz V. Baugh, Micheal Chad, Dr. Jeff Nash, Dr. Robert Griffiths, Jeremy Hicks, Peter Kong, and John Lipsyte.
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<BR />And, as Venkman just announced, another mysterious member to be revealed...
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<BR /><b>Ghostbusters Central West
<BR />Evening of May 13, 2003</b>
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<BR />Startled, yet intrigued by the recent phone call from GBI headquarters, the team started many sudden side conversations.
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<BR />The team in their new outfits, ran towards the entrance of the big HQ. All with a smile on their face, they ran to both the ECTO-1N and ECTO-1S. Venkman walking behind the group with Joey, Fritz and Chelsea.
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<BR />Venkman, the only one out of costume, got into the front seat of the ECTO-1S. Leaning over the seat looking at Kyle, Andy, Peter, Jeff, and Chad--the soon-to-be Southern division of the West Coast Ghostbusters.
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<BR />The roar of the engines of both ECTOs roared throughout the HQ, giving every Ghostbuster a tingly feeling.
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<BR />Two beautiful beams of light shot out from the front of both ectos glistening on the dark pavement as the ectos shot from the HQ entrance as a boosted matchbox car.
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<BR />Chelsea then walked out the front door after both cars cleared the garage. She stared along the dark road which was slightly lighted by the stars. Chelsea then looked up at the blinding lighted logo and smiled reassuringly.
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<BR /><b>In the ECTO-1N</b>
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<BR /><b>In the ECTO-1S</b>
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<BR />Venkman began laughing to himself at the familiar nervous anxiety which he once felt.
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<BR /><b>The Sanchez Diner</b>
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<BR />Almost, as if planned, the other Ghostbusters emerged from each Ecto.
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<BR />In the front lobby, which was lined with beautiful red carpet and matching appendages, the Ghostbusters were conversing with the manager.
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<BR />Venkman was lagging a little behind, intending to let the new Ghostbusters learn from their own experiences. But he wasn't stupid either--he'd put on a set of work gloves and a proton pack.
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<BR />Venkman smiled once again being reminded of a group of very familiar men as they started towards the divided dining rooms.
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<BR />As they entered the largest banquet room, they began observing all of the damage.
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<BR />John started towards the center of the room under the intricate chandelier. As he stood viewing the damage, he felt slight pellets of liquid pound upon his forehead.
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<BR />Chad, then too pulled out a chair from with-under a table, and took a seat and then rested his head within his hands.
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<BR />Jeff slowly walked across the room to the large wooden door which led to another identical room. Slowly opening the door he peered in the room through a small crack in which he opened the door.
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<BR />Suddenly a chair sailed through the door from the other room slamming Jeff down to the floor on his back leaving Jeff with the aftershock of the pain he felt slamming onto the bulky proton pack. All the Ghostbusters stared at the oak doors waiting and wondering what to do next.
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<BR />The door finally opened. A tall dark figure stood in the shadows of the dark room behind him.
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<BR /><b>Near GBCentral West...</b>
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<BR />He found the traffic of California horrendous, traffic jams 24/7. It was a rather tedious task to drive further than 5 feet here, he began to wonder how we would be able to adapt.
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<BR />This place was totally different from either of his homes. Either of them, how odd it was to live in two entirely different situations in less than a year.
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<BR />Now he was expected to settle down to a life of research, and study. Confined to a lab, this was not a job; it was a prison sentence.
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<BR /><b>Back at the Sanchez Diner</b>
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<BR /><i></i> The Ravisher uttered followed by a sinister giggle.
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<BR />The other Ghostbusters stood staring at the seeming to be, future showdown.
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<BR /><i></i> The Ravisher whispered loudly enough for everyone to hear.
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<BR />The Ghostbusters, with their particle throwers in hand, immediately switched them on.
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<BR />In an instant, 10 proton streams lit up the room, only two of them actually hitting the Ravisher. (being Venkman and Andy)
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<BR />The others flew backwards never realizing how powerful those proton packs actually were. They all slowly stood up, un-used to the heavy weight of the packs.
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<BR />The Ravisher, barely able to move by being hit by now a plethora of beams, telekinetically lifted up the long banquet/buffet table and hurled it in the direction of all of the Ghostbusters.
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<BR />After the Ravisher regained its breath, it began walking towards Venkman, the closest to him.
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<BR />The Ravisher slowly lifted Venkman up and brought his face close to his. Whispering in his ear,<i> </i>
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<BR />The other Ghostbusters lay motionless on the floor trying to get to their feet as well as remove the debris from the other tables, the slender table broke with its fall.
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<BR />Suddenly another proton stream from behind hit the Ravisher head on.
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<BR />With wind blowing from the powerful proton streams cutting the thick Californian air, Fritz stood still examining his PKE meter.
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<BR />John quickly unhooked the trap from his proton pack and diligently tried to untangle the long cord as Fritz was showing Venkman the unusual activity being displayed on the PKE meter.
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<BR />As John threw the trap relatively close to the Ravisher, an explosion echoed throughout the room. Each Ghostbuster looked around puzzled. They continued to fire for a few more instants until they felt the aftershocks which erupted and sent each Ghostbuster to their feet and each proton stream broke away and ceased firing.
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<BR /></i>The Ravisher screamed, still with pain in his voice.
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<BR />Immediately after the disappearance of the flash of light, all the wind ceased, leaving the air still. Each Ghostbuster slowly stood up rubbing their eyes fiercely trying to get rid of the circular, green and purple shapes, which were the effect of such a bright light.
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<BR />Venkman, Daniels and Harness were the first to stand. They began ruffling their clothes and brushing their shoulders off from being in contact with the dirty floor.
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<BR />"I read the report about what happened to NOMAD." Fritz said as he shook Ron's hand. "A rather unfair shame, in my opinion."
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<BR />"It isn't always a fair world, Dr. Baugh" Ron replied, with a bittersweet grin.
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<BR />"Wow!!!" John said, pumping Ron's hand excitedly. "I read about you--you were the guy who almost dethroned The Legend in the GBI pie eating contest!!!"
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<BR />Ron smirked and rolled his eyes.
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<BR />Joey pulled out a crumpled up package of cigarettes and pulled two out. He tossed one to Ron and placed one between his own lips. He then re-submerged the package into his pocket and lit both, knowing that almost all of the others didn't smoke.
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<BR />They began walking out of the huge Dining hall to embrace the cheering crowds (which Venkman and Joey mugged for with pleasure) and the manager, who was left with a pretty giant size bill.
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<BR />"Durn big city driving's gonna be the death of me." Ron chuckled. "I swear some commie must have designed these roads..."
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<BR />Both ECTOs followed by Ron in his dirt smeared truck left to go return to the HQ. Leaving a cloud of smoke from the exhaust disappear into the night.
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