Copyright 1999 --- Robert Baer Jr. The Street Rovers -- "Mystic's Trap" DISCLAIMER Road Rovers characters, names, situations and the Road Rovers universe are the property of Warner Bros. I, nor this script/story are connected with Warner Bros. in any way, shape or form. This document may not be publicized or reproduced in any way, shape or form. It must remain fully intact and may not be altered in anyway. It is strictly used for not-for-profit entertainment purposes only, and is not intended to infringe on any Copyrights. This story is written by Robert Baer Jr, the characters Alf, Shaggy, Angel and Scout are creations of Bart (Shag) Walls,Wishbone is a creation of Big Feats Entertainment, Mally is a creation of Matt Stumbo. Hunter and Muzzle are creations of Warner Brothers Studios. The Street Rovers -- "Mystic's Trap" The scene is Road Rover Mission Control. Alf (a Shar-Pei) and Angel (German Shepard) are playing a game of chess as Mally (a Malamute) Wishbone (Jack Russell Terrier) Shaggy (bearded collie) and Scout (Austrailian Shepard) watch. In the briefing room we find Hunter and Muzzle (who is a Cano-Sapien and in his right mind) having a discussion with the Master. MASTER (smiles): It's a little hard to get used to, Muzzle. I must admit that sometimes I still think of you as that wild Rottweiler still fastened to a genry. MUZZLE (smiles): That's alright, Master. I was a bit excentric in those days, wasn't I? HUNTER (pats Muzzle on the back): I always knew that you were a good dog, even when you were out of control and biting everyone and everything in site! MUZZLE (laughs): Yes, I can look back on those old days now and laugh! The scene shifts back to the lounge, where Alf is about to move a chesspiece. ANGEL (smiles): C'mon, Alf, it's your move! ALF (concentrating): Don't rush me, chess is a game of precise calculation and requires the upmost in concentration.... WISHBONE (interrupts): Hey, Alfy! Why not move that little horse head looking thing? Angel has one of those left, but you got two! SCOUT (points): Wishbone old chum, one doesn't move a chesspiece simply based on it's looks ... SHAGGY (nods): Scout is correct, you know. WISHBONE (defensive): Why not? The horsies look a lot better then those pointy ones with the crack in them! MALLY (laughs): That's a funny way to describe a bishop, Wishbone! ALF (angry): Will all of you please pipe down! I must think my move through! WISHBONE (smiles): You're absolutely right, Alfy! How can you be expected to make a good move when everyone around here is jibber-jabbing away? Let's all keep quiet so Alf can think, OK? No talking, no whistling, no humming, no barking, no .... MMPHF!!!! SCOUT (grabs Wishbone's mouth and holds it shut): I think we get the idea now! As Alf reaches to move one of his pieces, the sudden silence is broken up by the Master. MASTER (on PA system): STREET ROVERS, COME TO THE BRIEFING ROOM AT ONCE! Alf, Angel, Mally, Shaggy and Scout exit the lounge. Wishbone is still staring at the chess board. WISHBONE (picks up a knight): I still think these horsey thingees are cool looking! SCOUT (grabs Wishbone by the ear): Come along now! Mustn't tarry! All of the Street Rovers and Hunter are soon seated as the Master explains the situation. MASTER (points to a map): Rovers, it looks like General Parvo is up to his old tricks again! HUNTER (smiles): And you can't teach an old Parvo new tricks! MASTER (still pointing): He and his Cano-Mutants have struck again, this time at the Happy Treats Dog Biscuit factory in upstate Iowa! Your mission, find Parvo and stop him! ALF (stands up): Ok, Street Rovers, let's roll out! All of the Rovers howl in unison. HUNTER (walks over to Alf): Alf, if you don't mind, I'd like to come along on this mission with you! ALF (snorts): Hmmmmmm. Well, alright Hunter, but remember, I'm the leader of the Street Rovers so I'm the one in charge, understand? HUNTER (salutes): I understand! ALF (sternly): And one of my rules is, no chewing tennis balls while on duty, so you can spit that one out of your mouth this instant, young man! HUNTER (spits out tennis ball): Whoa, you sure are strict! ALF (sternly): Another one of my rules: NO COMPLAINING!!! HUNTER (nods): Yes, sir! ALF (points): Well, what are you waiting for? Let's join the others! NOW!!!! Hunter and Alf are the last ones to reach the motor pool. Shaggy, Angel, Wishbone and Mally are already seated in one red Street Rover vehicle. Alf and Hunter join Scout and Muzzle in another one. ALF (points and shouts): Let's hit the streets, Rovers! SCOUT (grabs Alf by the shoulder): Hey, Alf, when do I get to drive? ALF (laughs): When I go out of my mind! SCOUT (smirks): How much longer will that take? ALF (growls): With you guys, that could happan any day now! The two Street Rover vehicles zoom through the huge doggy door and are soon out on the open road. In no time the Street Rovers stop in front of the smouldering remains of the dog biscuit factory. ALF (points): Ok team, let's sniff around for some clues! SHAGGY (points): How's that for a clue. Alf? The other Rovers see what Shaggy is pointing at, a huge billboard that says "IF YOU CAN READ THIS SIGN, ROVERS, YOU'RE STANDING TOO CLOSE" WISHBONE (laughs): At least Parvo has a sense of humor! ANGEL (looks around): Hmmmmm. Something doesn't seem right about this. Shouldn't Parvo's Cano-Mutants be on top of us by now? MALLY (nods): Yes, that does seem rather odd! In the distance, a loud female voice is crying for help. HUNTER (ears perk up): Hey, did you guys hear that? MUZZLE (ears perk up): Yes, Hunter, that's Colleen and she's in danger! ALF (motions the others forward): Let's go, Street Rovers! As the eight Road Rovers rush towards the voice, a huge steel cage lands on them, trapping them inside. HUNTER (smiles): I would not have predicted this, no way! ALF (sternly): Everyone, don't panic, we'll figure a way out of this cage and ... FEMALE VOICE (angry): And you'll do NOTHING, Rovers! At LAST, MY REVENGE WILL BE COMPLETE! ALF (shouts out): Who are you? Show yourself! MUZZLE (shouts): Hey, Groomer, this isn't funny anymore! HUNTER (shakes head): I don't think it's the Groomer, buddy. That voice sounds so familiar... FEMALE VOICE (angry): It should, you fool! But enough idle chatter, you are all mine now, and you're all invited to MY PLACE!! WISHBONE (panting): Oh goody! We're going to a party! We're going to a party! FEMALE VOICE (shouting): SILENCE, FOOLISH PUPPY! This will be MY party! (wicked laugh) Suddenly, the Rovers can sense the cage spinning, and spinning, and spinning. When they all awaken, they find themselves in an underground chamber. All eight of them are shackled (hands and feet) to what looks like a medievel 'rack' type of wooden contraption. FEMALE VOICE (happy): Welcome to MY world, Road Rovers! There's no way out, and I'm going to enjoy EVERY minute of this! ALF (struggling): Who are you, woman? Some sort of witch or socreress? HUNTER (sniffs): That scent is very familiar.... FEMALE VOICE (angry): It should be, Hunter! It was your ancesters who destroyed my master! And caused me so much misery for all of these long centuries! MUZZLE (turns to Hunter): Hunter, do you know who she is? FEMALE VOICE (booming voice): BEHOLD!!! A bright flash of light with the sound of thunder fills the chamber as Mystic McLab appears. She has black fur, and is wearing a red T shirt under a black tank top with black knee-high boots, green pants and forest green gloves. MYSTIC (wicked laugh): Behold, foolish mortals, I'm Mystic McLab! I've brought you here with one purpose in mind..... to kill ALL OF YOU!!! Especially YOU, HUNTER!!! HUNTER (grins): Oh, NOW I remember you! But I thought you were only a myth, an old legend .... MYSTIC (roars): NO! Foolish canine! I am very real, and very, very, ANGRY!!! SHAGGY (calmly): Mystic, where exactly are we? MYSTIC (laughs): Oh, Shaggy, you with that scientific mind of yours! Well, in your mortal terms, you're in the center of the earth! And there's only one way in and out of this place..... ANGEL (angry): And what might THAT be, crazy lady! MYSTIC (floats over and slaps Angel's face): Watch your tongue, female! See this blue sparkling amulet around my neck? It's the 'key' to this chamber. When I leave with it, you eight will be trapped here, for ETERNATY!!! WISHBONE (panting): Does that mean there's no party? MYSTIC (wicked laugh): Oh, there's going to be a party alright! BEHOLD!!!! A bright light and green smoke fill the chamber, when it clears, a huge bed of nails appears, with another bed of nails turned upside down floating directly above it. MYSTIC (wicked laugh): How's this for a 'party trick' Wishbone? I'm going to crush one of you fine mutts in between my two 'beds' like a Road Rover sandwich! (wicked laugh): Who will I kill first? ...... Hmmmmmmm. I know! Since I really take pleasure out of watching Hunter in pain, my first victim will be..... MUZZLE!!! His long time friend! HUNTER (growls): You fiend! Take me first! I'll die in his place! MYSTIC (wicked laugh): Oh, how brave! How noble we are, mighty Hunter! But my mind is made up! (motions with her finger and Muzzle's shackles fall off) Come here, Muzzle! MUZZLE (turns sadly to the others): Well, I guess this is goodbye! So long Alf and Hunter and ... MYSTIC (furious): WILL YOU SHUT UP!!! I HATE LONG GOODBYES!!!! That does it! To keep you from yapping, I'll turn you back into a dog! So THERE!!! Another bright flash and some green smoke. Muzzle has been changed back into a canine. HUNTER (spots the opportunity): NOW, MUZZLE, ATTACK THE EVIL DOG LADY!! Before she knows what hit her, Muzzle pounces on Mystic Lab. The sounds of her screaming and of items falling from the ceiling and walls fills the chamber. ALF (turns head): Oh my! That's truly gross! MALLY (turns head): I have a weak stomach! ANGEL (turns head): Now THAT'S gotta hurt! WISHBONE (panting): WOW!!! Can you teach ME how to do that? In all of the confusion, Mystic Lab's amulet goes flying into the air and it's chain lands on Angel's snout. ALF (sees it): Angel! You have the amulet! This may be our only chance to escape! HUNTER (shouts): Wait, we can't leave without Muzzle! (whisltes): Here Muzzle, here boy! ANGEL (scared): Alf, how do I use this thing? ALF (sternly): Concentrate, focus, wish all of us back to Road Rover Headquarters SHAGGY (sternly): Yes, Angel, block everything else out of your mind, you can do it! ANGEL (determined): Yes, I'll do it guys! As Muzzle runs over to Hunter's side, Mystic McLab struggles to stand up. As she slowly looks around, she notices that her amulet is missing MYSTIC (shocked): My amulet! Where is it? ALF (laughs): It's right over here, Mystic, Goodbye! MYSTIC (jumps towards Angel): NO!!!!!!!!! In an instant, the eight Road Rovers vanish from Mystic McLab's grasp. MYSTIC (screams in terror): NO!!!! YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME HERE!!!!! COME BACK!!!!!! The scene shifts back to Road Rover Headquarters, one hour later. Muzzle has been returned to Cano-Sapien form and is sitting in the briefing room alone. Hunter walks over to join him. HUNTER (sits down beside him): Hey Muzz, how's it waggin'? MUZZLE (heavy sigh): This entire episode with Mystic is very unsettling. Once more, I saved the day by becoming that primitive, wild and crazy 'Muzzle' dog. Maybe I should stay that way. Maybe I'd be of more service to the Rovers if I remained a canine. HUNTER (shakes head): What are you talking about, Muzz? We all love you just the way you are! MUZZLE (slight smile): I know that, Hunter, but sometimes I wonder ..... HUNTER (interrupting): Hey, don't sweat it, pal! I have an idea! Let's you and me go a grab a pizza, what do you say? MUZZLE (brightens): Well, alright. Thanks for cheering me up! HUNTER (puts arm around Muzzle's shoulder): Hey, what are friends for? Meanwhile, in the lounge area, Alf and Angel resume their chess game, surrounded by the other Street Rovers. ALF (confident): I believe I have you this time, my dear! ANGEL (grits teeth): I wouldn't count on it, Alf! SHAGGY (happy): That last move was brilliant, Alf, there's no way she can win now! SCOUT (smiling): Well played, old chap! WISHBONE (panting): Why didn't you move that little horsey thing? I still think you .... SCOUT (turns to Wishbone): Do I have to hold your mouth closed again? WISHBONE (shakes head): No sir, that won't be neccessary.... MALLY (looks at Angel): I see a good move, Angel! ANGEL (proudly): So do I! (moves queen): Checkmate! ALF (astounded): WHAT??? SHAGGY (surprised): That was a stroke of genius! SCOUT (shakes head): I never saw that coming! WISHBONE (smiles): It's about time you moved that tall piece with the crown on it! (turns to Alf): I told you you should've moved the horsey! ALF (angry): Oh, be quiet, mongrel! ANGEL (extends hand to Alf): Good game, Alf! ALF (shakes Angel's hand): You are a very intriguing opponent! ANGEL (smiles): Thank you! It's like you said before, chess is game of concentration ALF (smiles): Yes, and your concentration skills came in handy against Mystic McLab! MALLY (smiles): You saved us all! ANGEL (shakes head): I'm not the real hero here, it was Muzzle who got the amulet away from her SCOUT (points out into the hallway): Hey, there goes Muzzle and Hunter! ALF (smiles): Let's join them! SHAGGY (nods): Another brilliant idea! WISHBONE (nods): Count me in! Shaggy, Mally, Angel, Scout, Alf and Wishbone quickly surround Muzzle, shaking his hand, patting him on the back and hugging him. ALF (smiling): Excellent work, Muzzle! HUNTER: Guys, we were going out for some pizza and ... SCOUT (interrupting) Capital suggestion, Hunter! Let's all go! SHAGGY (nods): Our treat, Muzzle! ANGEL (nods): It's the least we can do for our hero! MUZZLE (dumbfounded): Hero? All I did was act like a dog and .... MALLY (interrupting): And that's what was needed to save the day! Let's go! SCOUT (shouts): I'm driving! ALF (shouts back): Over my dead body! SCOUT (shakes head): But you're immortal, you can't die! ALF (big grin): Exactly! HUNTER (shouts out): To the Power of the Pack! All of the Rovers howl in unison ----------------------------------------------------------------------