"Stupid key." Jazz muttered as she struggled to get the front door open. Did her parents have to buy the most complicated lock they could find?

"Got it." She walked in and noticed it was empty. The only light coming from the lab.

"Why are they so obsessed with ghosts?" Jazz growled, rummaging through her bag.

Jazz looked up as she heard scrambling and shouting coming from the front door. It burst open, Sam and Tucker charging into the room.

"Where is he? WHERE IS HE?!" Sam shrieked, running to Jazz.

"Where is who?" Jazz backed up a bit.

"Danny. Your parents captured him and took off!" Tucker panted as he tried to catch his breath.

"They what? My parents t-they captured him? They have Danny?" She yelped, dropping her bag.

A scream. A terrified pain-filled scream issued from the lab.

"Danny!" They three teens ran down the basement stairs but froze at the horrible scene before them.

Ectoplasm. Blood. It was everywhere. On the floor, table, her parents jumpsuits. And Danny. He was a writhing mass of ectoplasm and blood, flickering between Fenton and Phantom. Thrashing and screaming, tears pouring down his face. A pink and green swirling shield covered the doorway. It blocked out ghosts and humans.

"Danny."Jazz whimpered, sinking to her knees. Her brother. Her innocent little brother being torn apart by his own parents. She couldn't- it was-

"LET HIM GO!" Sam shouted, pounding on the shield. Tucker flinched and joined in, yelling curses, hitting the wall with all his strength.

"Stop it!" Tucker yelled. "He's your son!"

Her parents turned towards them, faces hardened. Danny flashed back into Fenton and as he turned towards his older sister, his eyes pleaded with her to save him. From their own parents

"Sorry kids, but he's nothing but a ghost. A menace to Amity Park. You three, along with the rest of this town, need to stop believing his lies. He is evil and that's all he can ever be." Maddie stated, a hint of desperation in her voice.

Danny gazed up at his mother, flinching at every movement she made. Fresh tears leaked out of his eyes.

Jack and Maddie turned back to their prey and raised their tools.

"No! Please don't! NO-" Green waves of the most terrible wailing erupted from Danny's mouth. The hunters were slammed into the wall and were knocked out instantly. The shield shattered under impact and the three were thrown backwards into the stairs. The wailing stopped and Danny became still.

Jazz stood up unsteadily. She helped Sam and Tucker to their feet and rushed over to Danny. He was Fenton at the moment, ectoplasm still pouring out of the y-cut on his abdomen. Sam grabbed a first aid kit and started pulling out of supplies.

"Tucker! Go get the other kit and supplies from Danny's room. You know the drill." Tucker nodded and flew up the stairs while Sam began to mope up as much blood/ectoplasm as she could,

"W-what do y-you mean b-by the d-drill?" Jazz stuttered, accepting a cloth from Sam and started to clean up Danny's torso.

"Danny has gotten hurt hundreds of times while fighting ghosts so we decided to put a kit in each of our rooms. Even though he has ghostly healing it still takes a ghost a bit of time to heal completely. Though, he's never been t-this bad before."Her voice cracked as she brushed the ghost boy's bangs away from his tear-stained face. This made Jazz wonder how many times Sam had had to sew her little brother's skin together, wrap a bandage around a crushed bone, or clean wounds from his body. She realized how much of a hero Danny is. Jazz only wished their parents would realized it also.

Tucker skidded into the lab and Sam snatched the blue box from his grasp. They began to sew the wound back together.

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Tucker's Pov

Tucker prepared himself for one of the grossest things ever. Even though he did this about three times a week. Tucker whispered an apology to his best friend and pinched the open skin together while Sam fumbled with the needle. He looked away, not fond of the doctor-like methods. Tucker instead focused on Danny's face. His eyes flickered underneath his eyelids while blood trickled out the side of his parted lips. Wait, blood?

"Sam... there's blood coming from his mouth."

"Wha-?" Sam whipped her head to Danny's face.

"He must've been Fenton when he did his ghostly wail!" Sam gasped as she wiped away the new blood.

"His human body can't withstand an attack as powerful as that. It would most likely damage his lungs or else harm the-" Jazz ranted on, concerned for her brother.

Tucker noticed something off about Danny. Well, besides the fact that his best friend had been cut open like a fish. Hang on a minute...

"He's not breathing!"

Sam dropped the needle and began performing CPR. She pushed on his chest a few times silently counting. She then pressed her lips to his, desperately breathing into his mouth. After what seemed like forever, Danny's eyes flew open and he gasped for air.

"Danny! Are you okay?" He mentally smacked himself. Of course he wasn't okay! He had been dissected for pete's sake!

"P-peach…y" Danny choked out, his fists clenching. Jazz found the switch and released her younger brother.

"You're going to be okay, Danny. You hear me? You're gonna be alright." Sam whispered as she stitched the wound. As the needle went into his skin, Danny flinched and grasped his sister's hand. A fresh wave of tears poured down both their faces. Fifteen minutes later, the wound was closed and bandages were wrapped around Danny's torso. Tucker and Jazz helped him off the table and shakily stand.

"Guys, I think we better-" Danny cried out clutching his arm. He whipped around and saw Maddie lying on the ground, holding a smoking gun.

"Get away from my daughter." Maddie growled weakly before she collapsed once again.

Danny removed his hand to see it filled with ectoplasm. Tucker grabbed a thermos and shoved it into the halfa's arms.

"Get out of here, man! Go!"

"What-" Danny stared at him, not understanding.

Sam stepped in. "You need to go before they wake up again."

Jazz added with a sad smile. "Get somewhere safe and away from here!"

Danny nodded before pulling all three into a hug. When he let go, he briefly kissed Sam on the lips.

"Bye guys. " Was the last thing Tucker heard before his best friend turned intangible and flew out of Fenton Works.

"Good luck, Danny." He whispered.