So to readers, starting something new here, and I hope you enjoy.
Valerie Gray was once a social butterfly, shunning ghosts and the rumors surrounding Danny Phantom alike. But when an accident involving Danny Phantom at her Dad's work causes him to lose his his job and her own social status, she resigns herself to some equipment sent by a mysterious donor and becomes the Red Huntress; a vigilante fighting ghosts and on a mission to have her revenge on Phantom.
That was 5 years ago. Time changes people, even the most resolutely determined.
Nobody stays quite the same...
The light from the police cruiser flood light surged through the shades and cast beams of light through the murky shade of late evening within the house, sending his heart rate skyrocketing as he clutched the grip of the shotgun, hands shaking as he struggled to maintain composure. He nearly fell over as the voice of the megaphone once again reverberated through the wooden walls of the house.
Once again, this is the Amity Park Police, we have you surrounded, come out with your hands behind your head.
He wanted to shout out them that there was no way that he would come out quietly. He wanted to shoot through the illuminated windows to display his belligerence. He wanted, most of all, to get out of the situation, one way or another, although right now his head was swimming and he couldn't think clearly.
"It's alright"
He swung around and fired the shotgun in an ear splitting blast that rattled the windows and overloaded his ears, drowning out all other sounds in a high pitched ringing that made him cringe. His actions were panicky, and he would have fired again had not a steady hand grabbed the muzzle of the shotgun and pointed it upwards, pressing forwards to match his own shaky strength.
Danny Phantom stood, somber and serious, as his hand glowed green and slowly bent the shotgun barrel away from him, unharmed by the fired shot. "Just calm down, its okay" he spoke placidly, gazing pointedly at the man, who stood, frozen in shock, unable to think what to do.
As if in a trance, he watched as the vigilante stepped forward and placed a hand on his shoulder, before everything faded into darkness.
Valerie watched behind the visor of her helmet in alarm as the man slowly collapsed onto the floor, the shotgun being gently taken from his grasp by the ghost standing before him, who then let it clatter to the floor, now useless.
"What'dya want Huntress?" he asked, not bothering to turn around. Valerie only let her gloved hand drift towards a holster on her belt, muscles tensing, listening for any other sound other than the muffled noise of police radios outside and the soft hum of her jet board, hovering below her feet. Her eyes dared not move from the only other illumination in the room; the ghost himself, who stood, head bowed and hands hanging at his sides limply, as though he were waiting for something.
"Is he dead?" she spoke at length in a tense voice. She though that she heard the sound of boots outside shuffling towards the front door and the sound of more guns cocking.
"just asleep. I didn't do anything more to him." Valerie only felt more unnerved by the sight of the man curled up on the floor, breathing calmly.
"Welcome back to Amity Park. It's been a while" slowly, she was withdrawing a compact net from its stored spot.
"Yes, you've been keeping eye on things haven't you?" he turned his head so that she could see him peering at her in his peripherals.
"It's been quiet since you left several months ago. What's with the absence?" So close, she was so close to being in perfect position to capture him.
"I wouldn't worry about that if I were you. It's just good to be back" He spoke in a sudden hurry, but sincerely, before vanishing into thin air, the illumination from his aura disappearing too to once again make the house dark save the lights of the police outside.
"Darn" Valerie whispered, and that's all she had time to do before a heavy hammer smashed the front door in and the SWAT team burst through, their flashlights swinging wildly as their heavy boots stomped over the threshold. She turned tail and pressed the accelerator, blasting through the large window where she had come in, not wanting to confront the police or their trigger happy tendencies.
She rose into the sky, blasting off from the obscure house below, surrounded by a dozen emergency vehicles. Amity Park twinkled across the darkened landscape, streets being like luminous rivers of late night drivers navigating the downtown of the sleepy city. Far away, red aircraft warning lights on tall radio towers flashed slowly and the glow of distant Chicago could be seen to the south, under a night sky with no moon. The wind was fierce and cold as the engines on her hover board struggled to make speed against the updrafts, chilling her skin beneath her steal suit and encouraging her thoughts to turn to warmer places rather than the lonely skyways that she patrolled on a daily basis.
He had returned after 6 months of no sighting that kept her thoughts churning as she struck out, soaring above the heads of a few hardy pedestrians that tread through the snow piles left over from the recent snowstorm. It worried her, especially since it had been so quiet, so quiet that she too had turned to cracking down on the petty criminals that could be found in the city's outskirts. No more ghost scares or mass ectoplasmic incursions that had terrorized the city since he had last been around, and it made her wonder whether with the return of the famous Phantom whether the ghost attacks would return as well.
But concerns could wait, her cellphone was ringing.
"Hello?"
"Hey Valerie, we're waiting for you!"
She smiled, delighted to hear the voice of Danny Fenton at long last after months of him being away at college. "Sorry, had some last minute housekeeping matters to attend too"
"Well, we're making an order soon. Hurry up, we gotta finish dinner and get to the movie in an hour"
"I'll be there in a Jiffy, Valerie over and out". She hung up and dove back down towards the city, letting gravity accelerate her till she felt like a rocket, slicing through the air as she returned to her mundane life although there was that nagging feeling that she was about to encounter a lot more trouble now that the Phantom had returned.
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