Ghost Of Oswalds Past 1

Ghost of Oswald's Past
1. The Devil Returns

The lab on Skull Island was a mess. Since the recent destruction of the Blotworx the Mad Doctor had made, the Wastelands was safe again.
" That cursed rabbit and mouse! If they hadn't interfered, I could have succeeded in my plans!" the toon man raged. He picked up some broken robot parts and threw them across the lab, to have it shatter on the stone walls.
" If I could have broken them down, I could have won. That mouse isn't scared of anything, nor is that rabbit. He-"
The Mad Doctor paused as his eyes landed upon a small newspaper clipping from years ago. It had been written by Oswald when he had first come to the Wasteland. It talked about a man named Mintz who was abusive to the rabbit after he was stolen from Walt when he left Paramount. It talked about how the man made Oswald perform or be sent into storage and never allowed out. And even after Oswald had done his performance, he was locked in a cage and left there for the whole night without food or water. A devilish grin spread across his face.
" I know what will scare that lousy rabbit. I now know exactly what will work."

In Ostown, the whole town was dark. Save for one coming from Ortensia's bedroom window. She was laying next to her husband, Oswald the rabbit, or as he was nicknamed The Lucky Rabbit.
" I'm glad your safe, sweety," he said softly.
" Oh, Ozzy, your so sweet. But you don't need to worry about me," Ortensia giggled sweetly.
" I can worry about you if I want to," Oswald said, indignantly," I lost you once, and I won't lose you again."
Ortensia nuzzled Oswalds chest." I know, but you don't have to worry about loosing me again," she purred. Oswald reached over, and turned off the light. And the two cartoon characters fell asleep.

A crash from the down stairs snapped them awake. Down below, they could hear the sound of heavy footsteps on the floor and some things rattling and falling on the floor.
" There must be burglers," Ortentsia said, frightened.
" There are no theives in the Wasteland. But, I'll take a look if your frightened," Oswald sighed. He grabbed his flashlight and got out of bed. As he walked toward the door, the footsteps came to the door as well. Oswald puffed up his chest and opened the door.
Suddenly, there came a mechanical scream from the darkness. Bright white lights turned on, blinding Oswald. He stumbled back and felt something grab him by the waist. A huge metal tentacle grabbed him and tore him out of the room. He had enough time to give a scream of terror before he was yanked out if the room.
Ortensia leaped out of bed, following after her husband. A huge beast held Oswald in its grasp. Ortensia leaped at this thing, claws out. The beast saw her coming and slapped her away from it. She collided into the wall, breaking a picture. As she got up she saw Oswald reach out a hand toward her. Oswald reached out a hand and grabbed her hand. Ortensia pulled and pulled but the beast held on tight. It tore Oswald out of her grasp, tumbled down the stairs and out the window it had come in. Ortensia ran outside to follow, but the beast was gone. And so was her husband. Lights turned on all over the previously quiet town.

Ortensia sat in her chair, still worried. Horace Horsecollar had been by earlier to talk with her about what happened and was off doing an investigation into the matter. Her children sat around her, all to afraid to asked her what was wrong. They knew she was frightened, but they couldn't ask her the question on all their minds.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door." Come in," Ortensia called. The door squeaked open, and in stepped two characters. One was Gus Gremlin, who flew inside and hovered in front of the door to wait for the other person to come in. The 420 bunny children jumped when they saw the next person.
" Uncle Mickey!" they squealed happily. They jumped on to the famous toon, and nearly smothered him in a stampede.
" Yes, yes, it's me," chuckled Mickey as the bunny children started asking him a million questions.
" Children," said Ortensia," Would you please go play outside for a while? Uncle Mickey and I have somethings to talk about." The bunny children all nodded and bounced out the door." Don't get into trouble," she called after them.
" You might as well forget saying it, they get in trouble al the time," Gus muttered. Ortensia shot him a dark look and turned to help Mickey off the ground.
" Thanks," said the mouse. Ortensia smiled, then her smile failed. Mickey knew why.
" Gus told me whats happened," he said, sympathetically.
" It's quite baffling of why anyone would kidnap Oswald. Though there are some shifty characters around here," Gus said, but he said the last sentence to himself.
" No, no one really had any problems with Oswald recently," Ortensia said.
" We have to go look for him. But where should we start searching?" Mickey wondered, scratching his head
" Well, the first place to look is where a villian would hide their hostage. But who would have an idea about that?" Gus said, scratching his head and floating around as he wondered.
" I know just where to start," Ortensia said, and she was out the door before anyone could say another word. Mickey and Gus followed after her quickly.

" An, you came to me, why?" Pete muttered, the three toons.
" Cause your a villian and you'd know where you'd go with your hostage?" Ortensia growled.
" Oh, so because I'm a villian, you come right to me when there are other villians out there," Pete growled, chewing the end of his new cigar.
" If you had kidnapped some one, where would you take them?" Mickey demanded. Pete rolled his eyes, took a drag from his cigar, and blew a smoke ring around the three characters.
" Now if I was going to kidnap the king of Wasteland, I'd take him somehwere nice and secretive, if ya gets my drift," Pete added loftily.
" English, please," Gus exclaimed. He was getting ticked off with all these riddles.
" Okay, okay. No flare for the dramatic, huh? I'd say it'd have to be somewhere no one goes. Skull Island, might be a good starting place. Yous could ask Pete Pan is he's seen anything. Now get lost, I got official business to attend to," Pete bellowed before storming off, leaving the three behind.
" Well, I guess we are off to Tortooga and to Skull Island beyond that," Mickey said, shrugging.
" I'll see if Marcus has the projector screens running," Gus said, before teleporting away.
" Well, I better get to the Venterland projector screen," Mickey said to himself.
" And so should I," Ortensia said, following Mickey.
" What? Why?" Mickey asked, turning to the black and white cat.
" I want to go with you."
" Ortensia, it might be dangerous. Oswald would kill me if anything happened to you."
" I know, but I want to help you look for him. He is my husband." The look in her eyes showed no weakening of her resolve, so Mickey sighed.
" Okay, Ortensia, you can come along," he sighed.
" Thank you, Mickey," Ortensia said, smiling." Just give me a couple moments, and I will be back. I have to get a few things from home." Before Mickey could ask anything else, she jumped into the Ostown projector screen.

Oswald felt sore as he regained his senses. He opened one eye and took a look around the room he was in. He gingerly pushed himself up, his upper arm hurting as he pushed himself up.
" It's about time you got up! Any longer and I would have had to kick you awake," growled a voice. Oswald looked around quickly. Out of the shadows stepped a large man. He was at least twice as tall as Oswald, taller than Goofy to be sure. The man wore an old business suit, and had very shiny leather shoes. But his face made Oswald turn white with fear.
" C-c-c-c-c-c-c-Cha-Char-Charels M-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-Mi-Min-tz!" he stuttered in fear.
" Oh course it's me! Who were you expecting? Walt Disney?" the figure growled, cackling at his own joke.
" Why are you here? You should be dead!" Oswald raged.
" Do I look dead to you?!" the tall figure screamed. Oswald curled into a ball from fright.
" What am I doing here?" the small rabbit asked.
" Your here to continue the show. Remember, Oswald, I still own you. So you are going to do, what I say," said the man, calmly. Oswald backed away from the imposing figure, and noticed he had a couple bandages wrapped around his arms.
" About that, the Beetleworx that brought you here was a little rough. But don't worry, I had it scrapped because I can't have my number one star being too injured to perform," Mintz smirked.
" I don't want to perform for you! I want to go home! Back with Dad! Back with Walt!" Oswald screamed.
Mintz just chuckled. His chuckle seemed to chill the air in the room." With Dad? With him? You make me laugh, Oswald. Have you forgotten something? Its that....." Mintz paused, reached down, grabbed Oswald by the ear and brought him up to his face. Then he screamed so loud, Oswald thought the room would cave in.
"....I OWN YOU!!!!!!!!!!!"
Mintz dropped the small black and white rabbit to the floor. Oswald rubbed his ears.
" Or maybe, you don't want to act or perform anymore," Mintz pondered. Oswald looked up at the man and nodded. Mintz turned and started to leave.
" Oh well, I guess I can always find another performer. Maybe....,"he said, pausing and looking back at the rabbit.
" ...Ortensia would like to perform," he said, in a sinister tone. Oswald launched himself across the room and held onto Mintz's trousers.
" NO!!!!! Leave my wife alone! I'll do it! I'll perform! Just leave her alone!" Oswald begged. It felt below him, but to keep Ortensia safe, he'd do anything.
" Are you sure?" said the man, looking down on the begging rabbit, who nodded enthusiasticly.
"Good," said Mintz, grabbing Oswalds ears again and dragging him across the ground toward an open door.
" Come along, Oswald. We have films to make. Your the star, don't forget."