Well with the encouragement of my pals I decided to get the next chapter going sooner than I thought I would. I honestly can't say if I'm too proud of this chapter but I'm not sure why either LOL
Clockwork: Stop wasting time. When do we see Danny?
Me: HA! The keeper of time, wasting it! No wonder the Observants want to give you the boot!
Clockwork: *Glare* Just do the disclaimers
Me:...yeah sure *tremble* uh...I own nothing except partial credit for Ellie seeing as she's Danny. Plz R&R!
"Time to wake up lazy!" A pillow plopped on top of Danielle "Ellie" Fenton, courtesy of her big sister Jazz. "Sam and Tucker are waiting." Ellie mumbled back a garbled reply and got up. Jazz smiled before ruffling her sister's hair and running out of the room.
"Don't treat me like a kid Jazz!" the huffing 16 year old called out after Jazz. Huffing in aggravation Ellie walked to her connected bathroom, granted by her parents due to her slipping on leftover ectoplasm from one of their experiments on the floor one too many times and needing several stitches, she began her morning routine. She grabbed a brush after washing her face and teeth and pulled her short jet black hair into a pony tail leaving her bangs out to hang over one eye slightly. Her blue eyes were slightly glazed in exhaustion but nonetheless retained their beautiful shine that drew so many peoples attention.
Slipping on her favorite white and red top over a long sleeved black shirt and her baggy skinny jeans, oxymoron or not they complimented her skinny figure perfectly, before her shoes, and she was out the door.
Yelling a quick bye to her family she caught up to her friends as they walked to school.
"You guys could have waited for me!" she whined.
"We could have but then you would have made us all late." Tucker joked. Tucker was an African American geek, plain and simple. He loves tech and all kinds, the new the better. He wore a yellow shirt with his gray backpack, green pants, and red beret. He pushed up his glasses and smiled at his PDA.
"As much as I hate to say it he's right. You've almost been late for a week straight. Better watch it or Mr. Lancer will get you for it." Sam worried. Her black hair was a shade lighter than Ellie's but had its own style that worked for her. Cut to sit just past her chin and with a small partial ponytail off the top. But the first thing anyone will notice is that she's Goth. A black wife-beater shirt with a dark purple spot, black and green plaid skirt accompanied by tall black combat boots and purple tights. They have been friends for years and plan to continue that until the grave.
"I know. I know!" Ellie rubbed her eyes. "But ever since my 'accident' I've been having weird dreams…or nightmares…or…I don't know!" she threw up her hands in forfeit.
"Hey you got cool ghost powers out of it a few sleepless nights doesn't sound so bad." Tucker encouraged.
"It is when you keep falling asleep in class and could get blasted by a ghost while yawning." Sam hissed. "Besides it's been a few months since Ellie got her powers. Ellie would have shown any problems by now, right?" She placed her hand on Ellie's shoulder comfortingly. "Maybe there's a reason behind it. When did they start exactly?"
"Um…" Ellie thought back to as far as she could I her tired state. "I guess ever since those old ghost birds showed up. I mean you'd think I'd have nightmares about them pecking my dad to death but he's not even in them." Ellie pulled out the torn photo of her dad from his collage days.
"That is odd…"
Ellie's nightmares are undistinguishable. Just flashes of lights loud noises and muffled voices. Some times they would scare her into near hyperventilation. Others would comfort her in ways she couldn't describe. At first she thought they were about Sam because the only constant were the colors purple and black but Sam never wore that shade of purple before. Regardless of whom they were about she knew that they had something to do with her ghost powers.
Since her 'accident' with the ghost portal a few months ago Ellie has come a long way. She's stronger than most ghosts in the area. She's met many of them as well. Box Ghost, Desiree, Technus, Skulker, Poindexter, and Dora. The list goes on but even though she defeated all of them on multiple occasions they became, in a way, her friends. While they know if they cause trouble she'll arrive to defeat them and put them back in the portal; they also know that she doesn't go out of her way to hurt them for fun.
Sure a few of them hate her to the core, both human and ghost, they manage a certain level a civility about them.
"DANIELLE!" Ellie jumped at the sound of her own name being yelled and turned to Sam. "Geez! Will you stop spacing we have to get to class."
"Oh right sorry!"
The three teens all ran into the school building before the final bell rang.
Ellie decided she had enough time to run to her locker before the bell but wasn't that fortunate.
"Hey Fen-Tina!" Dash yelled as he strode up the hall. Cause Dash Baxter didn't simply walk, oh no. He strode.
"Of course there always needs to be a conflict." She mumbled before grabbing her book and closing her locker. "What do you want Dashel?" He hated being called by his full first name and she knew it. It could plainly be see as his face grew a slight tinge of red from withheld anger.
"The name is 'Dash'. And you're going to eat lunch with me today." He said confidently.
"Oh am I? When was this decided?" her sarcasm was thick when she was tired and was easily picked up even by a simple person like Dash.
"Just now cause I said so."
"Well you can take that 'offer' and shove it. I'm not in the mood for your shenanigans today Dash so buzz off." Ellie turned around, her short ponytail swaying as she did, and began walking to class.
"Why you!" Dash made a mad grab for Ellie's hair but before she could even respond a locker flew open and knocked Dash in the face. He fell to the ground in a pained heap. Ellie was delightfully confused and looked at the locker.
Number 724.
Ellie giggled and looked at Dash. "Thanks Sydney." She whispered. A soft nerdy cackle of one former student, Sydney Poindexter, echoed lightly as the locker snapped closed. Ellie gave one more smile before looking at Dash and his bloody nose.
"You should really be more careful Dashel. This school is old and probably unsettling as we speak. The locks on these lockers just don't hold like they used too. Well I'm not going to be late. Bye." She waved and briskly walked to class only for the bell to ring as soon as she touched the doorknob. "Oh great…"
Opening the door as quickly and quietly as possible she slipped into her seat greeting Sam and Tucker but her late presence wasn't missed by Mr. Lancer who yelled some ridiculous phrase and promised a call home later. While Ellie was very much not pleased it was out weighted by her lack of proper sleep. One thing was for sure though; her parents were going to be pissed and she was so grounded.
Ellie was right about her parents but not quite so about the outcome. Sure she knew the chewing out was unavoidable but then dear old sister had to join in with her not so helpful kind hearted ways. Jazz butted in and now they were all going to meet Vlad Masters. An old 'friend' of Jack and Maddie Fenton from their collage days.
A if the drive wasn't enough, turns out Mr. Masters is a complete but for the Packers and Maddie. Ellie didn't feel like socializing and managed to get by with mumbles and grunts as replies to whatever was being said.
"But I must say that your children are absolutely stunning, Maddie. They both defiantly take after their mother." Vlad kept pressing on Maddie's attention over dinner like a sick puppy. But she wasn't interested so who cares. "But dear are you alright?" Vlad placed his hand on Ellie's shoulder causing her to jolt up straight from her previous slouch. "You look like you're about to pass out."
"You okay hun?" Maddie asked.
"Ghosts didn't get to you did they?" Jack yelled in excitement.
"Umm…yeah, no it was just a-a long drive." She rubbed her arms and stifled a yawn.
"But it's still early. You want to sleep already?" Jazz scolded.
"But of course." Vlad stood and held out his hand to Elle. "No real point in torturing yourself to stay awake my dear. While you're here I want you as comfortable as possible. Let me show you to your room."
Ellie lazily nodded and took Vlad's hand to stand up. She was a bit unnerved when he didn't let go but didn't see any real harm. She pulled the hair Bret out of her hair to let her just pat the shoulder hair hand down. Vlad looked back and took immediate notice.
"Well I must say that it's unfortunate that you didn't acquire your mothers' hair color you certainty aren't viced by your fathers."
"Uh…thanks, I think." Ellie rubbed her hair and the only thing going through her mind was 'man I need a bed' and 'this guys is so loopy…fruit-loopy… A fruit loop. There we go. He's a total fruit loop.' She smiled softly to herself as her tired brain gave her parents old collage pal a fitting nickname.
"Here we are. This will serve as your room. I certainly hope it's to you liking."
"No offence Mr. Masters, but so long as it has a hot shower and a warm bed it'll be perfect." Vlad laughed at her blatant reply.
"None taken my dear. A bathroom is right through that door." He pointed to a dark door across the room from a large four-poster bed. Huge windows barely covered by dark purple drapes and a nearly all black and gray room.
"Uh thanks Mr. Masters."
"Oh please. Call me 'Vlad'. Were all family here." He gave a creepy smile before heading to the door.
"Right thanks again…Vlad." The name felt foreign on her tongue but shrugged it off. With a nod of his head he closed the door behind him. "Total and complete fruit loop, I swear."
Ellie stretched and decided to take a shower before bed. Grabbing her bag, which was conveniently sitting on her bed, she walked to the extravagant bathroom and turned on the hot water. While there was a generously sized tub she didn't want to risk falling asleep in the warm waters and becoming a full ghost. She giggled at the idea as she undressed.
With all the ghosts and enemies she's fought, to die in the tub…Skulker would never let her hear the end of it that's for sure. Stepping under the hot water she let it relax her muscles before washing her hair. She smiled as she made her legs become intangible and let her unwanted leg hairs fall to the drain. 'No wonder ghosts never have bad hair days. Focus enough and the parts you want to come off do.' Desiree had brought it up for one reason or another before one of their last fights. And as weird as it is she's glad she learned how to do it.
Scrubbing away whatever grime may have attached to her skin over the day. She sighed contently when she was done washing and decided to just enjoy the warmth. But of course that had to be short lived as her ghost sense went off. Quickly she grabbed a towel and covered herself for the risk of a peeping tom and ran to her room. She quickly threw on undergarments and an oversized shirt before running out of her room.
Looking around she saw nothing but followed her ghost sense all they way to the down stairs library. She peaked around the corner and saw nothing; slowly she slipped into the room and looked around. Thinking that it was just a false alarm she plopped down on the sofa next to the lavish lit fireplace.
"Well, well, this is certainly a pleasant surprise." A deep voice teased. Jumping up Ellie turned to the door and found;
"Skulker? What are you doing here?"
"Well I was going to hunt you and place you head on my mantle. But now that I get a good look at all of you…that would be just a waste." Skulker grinned in a teasing manner. Ellie only now took notice of her state of undress. Not only was her hair hanging limply off her head, but her only form of clothing was her oversize white T-shirt that hid little from the imagination as it only came down to just past the middle of her thighs.
"Pervert." She hissed. "Look, Skulker as much as I'd love another fight with you. It's the middle of the night and I just want to go to sleep, so can this wait until we get back to Amity Park?" Ellie rubbed her head to ease the imminent headache brewing.
"As much as I'd love to, can't," Skulker tossed and ecto-bomb at Ellie making her dive out of the way. "I'm under contract right now. Ghost's gotta pay the bills."
"Seriously? Can't avoid bill collectors even in death huh." Ellie laughed. "Fine lets just get this over with fast." She took a hunched position with her fists clenched tight at her sides. "I'm going GHOST!"
A white ring emanated from her center and traveled over her body. She was now in a black and white jumpsuit with snow-white hair and glowing green eyes. She charged at Skulker and made them phase threw a few walls until they reached the main hall. Skulker retaliated with a few punches but managed to get in a lucky kick sending Ellie to the floor. In the last second she managed to phase through the floor and into the basement.
Sitting up Ellie shook her head and looked around and saw and almost exact set up there as her own basement. Some weird tech here and there, with a few painful looking tools and even what could have been a ghost portal. Ellie walked up to get a better look but an old photo got her attention. Picking it up she saw that it was a picture of Vlad and her mother during collage but it the final person was ripped out.
"Hold on a second." She pulled out the torn piece of photograph from her pocket and held it up to the frame. The picture of her dad that she got from the old bird ghosts fit perfectly. "Oh you have got to be kidding me?"
"Incoming." In her surprise he forgot all about Skulker until she was incased in a black and green box and reverted to her human self. "Struggle all you want Ghost child, but it blocks all your ghost powers. No escape." His white metal teeth and fire green hair easily seen in the dark corner of the room.
"Let me out Skulker!"
"But that would ruin the point of catching you. He extended a blade from his wrist and walked to Ellie. Then a subtle clapping from the stairs maid them both freeze.
"That's quite enough you oversized toaster." Vlad walked out from the shadow and smiled at Ellie. "I said for you to capture her and that was it. You done here." He glared at the ghost hunter and tossed him a small coin bag. "Now leave!"
Skulker growled but said nothing as he caught the bag. He spared one last unreadable look at Ellie before he activated his jet boosters and flew through the ceiling. Vlad walked right up to Ellie's face with a very pleased grin.
"Hello there little badger. Comfortable?"
"No! Let me out of here!"
"Tut, tut, tut, we can't have that my dear. You see your father ruined my life and I can't have you getting in the way of my plans."
"I don't understand any of this. I go that you sicked those ghosts on my dad, hired Skulker, and have a thing for my mom…ew by the way, but I don't get why." Ellie tried to move again, but this proved pointless so she figured she might as well get the whole story.
"Of course you wouldn't understand everything at only 16. You see 20 years ago your father mother and I all were working on the prototype ghost portal. You idiot father screwed up the numbers and left me horribly…disfigured. It was also the day that I was going to ask for your mothers hand in matrimony but instead she married your father because I had to spend years in the hospital!" Vlad calmed himself and straightened his tie. "But to my surprise I meet the ghost child of Amity Park. The second half ghost your father created."
"Yeah well…wait second?"
Vlad smirked as he invoked his ghost transformation. A black ring surrounded him and moved over his body. A white uniform with a red inline cape and black lining. Complete with black boots and matching gloves and belt. He had a blue face and black hair that stuck up like a horse shoe. He stood tall and proud as he looked down at Ellie's trapped form.
"I've had 20 years to develop my powers." He began showing off his different powers as he spoke. "Learned skills and acquired vast riches by using them as well. I can teach you all of this…if you renounce your father!"
"…Ok one; that will never happen. And two: you are one seriously crazed up Fruit Loop!"
Vlad looked less than pleased but before he could retort. A call came from upstairs; "DANIELLE! I need my Fenton Pillow!" Jack yelled.
"Looks like we will be able to take care of that problem quick." Vlad said referring to Jack. "I planned to wait for the reunion party but why pass up the chance. After I'm done we'll see if you change your mind." With that Vlad disappeared in a vortex of green smoke.
"No! HEY! Come back here!" Ellie tried fruitlessly. "Come on! All I wanted was to get some sleep and now it turns out our 'trip' away from ghosts has lead me to the loopiest one of all." She sighed and rested her chin on the box, trying to think of a way out. But then her ghost sense went off again just after hearing her dad yell.
"Well what have we got here? Looks like you could use a spot of help there don't cha know?" a cheese hat wearing at with a scepter asked.
"Your…the Dairy King right? Great. What are you going to do? Cause me some cheese related death? Or…" Ellie was shocked when the box suddenly fell apart around her. Standing up she happily kicked the box away. "…set me free. Why?"
"Well not all ghosts want a fight don't cha know? Were not all evil."
"I'll keep that in mind. Thanks." Ellie laughed as she transformed and flew after Vlad to give him a world of hurt. The Dairy King smiled before flying though the ceiling.
"TRY THE GOUDA ITS DAIRY FRESH!"
And there you have it first chapter. I know it drags on a bit but I gotta make sure she interacts with most characters to have later chapters make sense. So plz don't hate me *puppy eyes*
Box Ghost: I THE BOX GHOST AM NOT IN HERE!... BEWARE!
Me: uh...you get mentioned.
All Ghosts: *complaining about a lack of their presence*
Me: ENOUGH I am the author and if I want to I can just write you outta the story completely so Hush! And go back into the closet! Skulker give them the closing statement.
Skulker:...Uh right...um R&R Or I will hunt you down and put your...
Me: SKULKER! NOT LIKE THAT! But like he said people reviews are a writers life's blood and I like having it. XD R&R