"This is all your fault."
"Oh, so it's none of yours?"
"Nope. All yours."
Vlad sighed and ran a gloved hand through his black hair as he glared at the white-haired teen standing next to him. The elder halfa had to admit that Danny was partially right. If he hadn't made Danny go on a camping/bonding trip with him, this would never have happened. Then again if the boy hadn't started an argument and slammed him into the side of the plane they were in, crashing it, shorting out their powers, and making them stuck in ghost form, they wouldn't be in this either.
Danny glared at his archenemy. "I bet you planned this," he snarled.
The older man rolled his red eyes, even though he knew the teen couldn't tell. "Sure, Daniel. I brought you on a plane, joined in an argument with you, let you attack me, crashed a plane, and stranded us in a forest in ghost form with no idea how to get out."
Danny scowled and folded his arms before looking away. He did not appreciate the billionaire's sarcasm. It just wasn't the time for it. He was worried that when they got out of this forest (if they ever got out) the town would be in ruins. Sure Sam, Tuck, Jazz, Val, and Dani could handle a few attacks, but if he was gone for a month? That might not go over too well.
The two enemies continued without talking for an hour. The only sound that there was was the leaves crunching beneath both of their boots.
Finally Danny spoke up. "Vlad? What if we don't get out?"
The older hybrid sighed. "It won't come to that, Daniel. Someone will notice we're missing."
Danny scowled again. "Yeah, but when they come they'll probably think that Phantom and Plasmius killed Fenton and Masters."
Vlad bit his lip. "True, little badger."
More silence. Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!
"We should probably find shelter," Danny spoke up again.
Vlad looked at him. "Good thinking."
Suddenly, the older man looked up. His face changed to panic.
"Daniel, look out!" he screamed, tackling the boy to the side and sheltering him with his cape.
Something slammed into where Danny and Vlad had been standing just seconds before, sending metal and dirt everywhere.
Under Vlad's cape, the teen covered his head and faced the ground.
As soon as the dust cleared, Vlad looked up. He was covering in dirt and his face had scratches and cuts all along it, ectoplasm with flecks of red blood dripping down.
Danny looked up in shock at the older hybrid. Did Vlad just save his life?
Vlad got up and helped the boy scramble up.
A small plane lay there, covering in dirt. Neither male recognized it as a plane at first due to it being twisted up.
Vlad reached through the smashed front window. His face grew grim as he felt the pilot's pulse.
"Dead," he said, sadly.
Suddenly, something kicked out the door. Vlad grabbed Danny's wrist and dragged him into the woods.
Maddie and Jack Fenton fell out of the plane and onto the dirt coughing and gasping for air.
"Jack…" Maddie gasped. "Are you okay?"
"Maddie and Jack?" Vlad asked from his perch in a tree.
From the branch below him, Danny face palmed. "This just got a billion times worse."
"I bet a ghost did this," Jack said scowling. "And all of our weaponry is broken."
"That's good for us," Danny said, inching forward.
SNAP!
The branch beneath the teen broke sending him falling down fifty feet.
SLAM!
Maddie and Jack spun around in shock.
Danny groaned. "Ouch."
"Phantom," Maddie growled, clenching her fists.
Danny shut his electric green eyes, waiting for the punch.
It didn't come.
The hybrid opened his eyes to find Vlad standing over him.
"Throw the punch, Maddie," Vlad taunted. "I dare you.