Previously on Changing Channels...
Peter was watching the fight in awe when he noticed the vamp from last night staring at him.
"Hey," the vamp said. "You're the slayer's little friend from last night. I think you'd make a good appetizer." In a flash, the vamp was on Peter. He leaned Peter back over the counter and bared his fangs ready to feed when Faith shouted out.
"Heads up, Pete!"
Peter and the vamp looked back just in time to see one of the larger vamps being flung towards them by Faith. The larger vamp hit them and they both toppled over the edge of the counter and fell behind it. As they fell, Peter's hand flew out and touched the small television screen he had seen earlier. In a moment, Peter and the vampire who had attacked him both disappeared in a flash of light.
Faith had already dusted one vamp and took out the second before he had time to recover from being thrown across the room. She quickly looked over the counter to see if Peter was alright, only ro see an empty floor space.
"Pete? Where'd you go?"
****************
A bright flash of light filled the dark room and a moment later, Peter and the vampire who was attacking him fell a foot to the hardwood floor. After landing with a thud, Peter quickly assessed his surroundings and found himself in a dusty old bedroom with only the dim moonlight from the broken windows to light the room. He quickly rolled the vampire off of him and scrambled to his feet before he dashed out the open doorway.
Luckily the vampire was not used to being teleported from one world to another like Peter and almost half a minute had passed before he realized that he was not being burned by sunlight. He didn't know where he was but he wasn't about to let his dinner escape. The disorientated vampire jumped up and smiled as he saw Peter's footprints in the thick layer of dust that cover the old floor from wall to wall. He ran out into the hallway and followed the clear trail Peter had left behind.
Peter thought that there was something odd about the hall he was in but there was no time to stop and figure it out. Peter heard the vampire let out a high pitched cackle as he leapt down the stairs to the next floor down. He still had no idea where he was but he knew that he had to move fast. When he hit the floor, he slid on the old runner carpet in the middle of the hall. He glanced both ways down the hall and seeing no way outside he moved left down the hall, looking for another stairs. The vamp's maniacal laughter echoed behind him and Peter tried to move faster. He saw another stairs with a broken railing leading down and he took it, leaping five steps at a time all the way to the bottom. By the time he saw the group of four people and a large dog standing at the bottom of the stairs, he was in no position to stop himself. He barreled into them and all of them crashed to the floor.
Peter was glad that he landed on top of someone and hadn't hit the hard floor at full speed. He realized that his was resting between a pair of nice sized breasts and quickly pushed himself up to see that he was on top of a beautiful redhead wearing a purple dress and green scarf around her neck. "Hi," he said with a quick grin before he realized who it was and why the house looked so odd to him.
Now that he was closer to the floor he could see that it looked like someone had painted a picture of a floor. It was hard and he could feel the grain of the wood, but the floor and the walls and the rest of the house all looked like he was inside of painting. Not only that, but now as he looked at his hand touching the floor, Peter realized that he now appeared to be a cartoon.
"Excuse me," the redhead pinned under said, bringing his attention back to her, but could you please get off of me?"
'I just left the Scoobies and now I'm with the real Scooby,' Peter thought as he looked at Daphne (who looked just like she did on the Scooby Doo cartoons) and was about to apologize when he heard a voice that reminded him why he had run into Daphne in the first place.
"Oh look," the vampire said from the top of the stairs, "you've brought me a whole buffet!" He cackled a high pitched laugh again and dove at the group.
Peter grabbed Daphne's arms and rolled her out of harm's way an instant before the vamp land on the floor. The rest of the group (Fred, Shaggy, Scooby and Velma) all scattered but not fast enough. The vampire had caught Velma by the back of her sweater and thrown her down. Peter could see the creature's fangs glistening the moonlight as he opened his mouth wide and leaned over the girl. Knowing that no one else here even knew what they were dealing with, Peter leapt off of Daphne, ran to the broken stair banister and snapped off a thin wooden rod. As Velma began to scream, he charged the vampire and before the demon could turn around, Peter drove the rod through his back, piercing his heart. The vampire a quick 'Oh shit–' before he exploded into a cloud of dust and Velma was left looking shocked as the dust fell on her.
"Jinkies! What in the world was that," the brunette asked as she took off her glasses and wiped them clean. "And who are you?"
Peter caught his breath, cleared his head and then put out his hand to help her to her feet before introducing himself. "That was a one hundred percent real vampire," he started, to which the group responded with gasps.
"Rampire?" the great Dane asked, while Shaggy just responded with 'Zoinks!"
"Yes, it was. But you don't need to worry about him any more. A wooden stake through the heart turns them to dust. Or sunlight or fire. I think that he was the only one nesting here," Peter said as he brushed the vamp dust off of his shirt and tried to put on a brave front. "My name's Peter and I'm a professional monster hunter."
"Wow! A monster hunter," Daphne said.
"Really," Velma asked as her face brightened. "We hunt down monsters too but they usually turn out just to be old men costumes. What a coincidence!"
"I''ve never been that lucky. I'm always getting the vampires and demons."
"But why were you running away from the vampire," Freddy asked. From his tone, Peter could tell that he was used to being the Alpha male in his group and didn't like Peter encroaching on his territory.
Quickly thinking of an explanation, Peter said, "I wanted to lure him outside the house so we could have a fair fight to be more sporting, but when I saw that he was going to take a bite out of your beautiful friend there, I had to take action."
Velma blushed at Peter's compliment. "Well, thank you for saving my life, Peter."
"Hey, Freddy," Shaggy said, "maybe he could help us find our monster!"
"I don't think–" Fred started before he was interrupted.
"That's a great idea, Shaggy," Velma said with a twinkle in her eyes. "We could always use another hand searching this big house. And he's already been upstairs."
