You know, being so busy and everything and concentrating on other stories, books, school and everything I haven't had time to even think about this story. For that I am extremely sorry, but I hope this long needed update is okay for everyone out there who has been asking for it.
So, please enjoy and pester me about another update ^_^
Maddie Fenton checked her watch again for the fifth time in the past twenty minutes as she paced about her living room. Watching her on a large couch, her daughter, Jazz, sat with a large psychology book. But, the younger of the two women had no interest in reading that night, instead she watched over the top edge of her book, her turquoise eyes following her mother's every move.
"Mom. Sit down. There is no reason to get yourself upset when you know he'll be home."
Maddie paused, looking at her daughter, "I know he will be home, but that does not stop me from worrying. We have curfews in this house for a reason, and ghost hunting or not, your brother needs to at least pretend he cares about following them."
"Yes, but putting all of these rules can have a tendency to spark rebellion. As I have been reading, we each go through a series of stages in our lives involving conflict and resolution. At this point, it just seems that Danny is filling his life with conflict and which he will eventually overcome… Danny's life is just a very literal example of this…"
"I'm still going to call." The red haired woman pulled a new cell phone, complete with a new set of six ghost weapons!, from her pocket. She began to dial her son's number, wishing he would get home as she listened to the storm grow.
Meanwhile, across town in the almost deserted Nasty Burger, Danny was fiddling through his pockets, trying to find the device who's ringing might just blow his cover.
"Why don't I leave this thing on silent?!" Danny muttered angrily.
Finally, finding it just as he wished again that he'd put the cell on silent, the white haired ghost-boy flipped the phone open.
"Hello?" He whispered, trying to face away from Valerie's prying eyes.
There was a long pause as Danny listened to his mother's scream that he needed to get home. Now. Ghost or no ghost.
"I. can't. I'm stuck" He tried to talk as quietly as possible.
"No, I'm not hurt, but Valerie is…" He spoke again after another silence.
The ghost boy sighed, rolling his eyes at the phone, "But- I tried to move her, she won't let me get near her."
As Danny tried to explain the situation, across the room, in another booth, Valerie was trying to lean forward and listen. A phone? Since when would a ghost have a phone? And who would be calling him anyways? Not to mention, who would he need to talk to, another ghost?
As she continued to lean forward, she bent the wrong way and hissed from the pain in her side.
Danny's head snapped around as he noticed that Valerie was trying to listen in on his phone call. He cupped his hand over the mouthpiece, speaking bellow the ghost hunter's hearing range, "can you just… help or something? I can't leave until-"
He was cut off at a loud protest on the other side of the line, "I know I'm past my curfew!" he emphasized his whisper, still trying to keep his voice low while he now watched Valerie from his peripheral vision.
He closed the phone after another protest from the phone and looked up at Valerie, slowing putting his phone back in its pocket.
From across the restaurant, Danny could practically feel Valerie's glare as she tried to prove the statement if looks could kill. "A phone?.. Ghost, what are you playing at?"
A nervous look crossed Danny's face as he slipped his hand behind his head, running his hand through his hair in his usual nervous habit. "I got it as a present from a fan," he lied, "besides, I don't think it's your business."
"You are my business ghost. Understanding you so that I can capture you!" The anger across her face was obvious as she started to stand up, reaching for a small ectogun on her belt. But, just as she stood up, Valerie fell, landing painfully on her knees instead of the bench.
Danny jumped up, his want to help her betraying his common sense.
"Stay away from me ghost!" Valerie screamed as the other teen began to approach. She reached behind her, grabbing the red bench and slowly pulling herself back onto it and into a sitting position.
From the middle of the restaurant, Danny watched, unsure of what to do. He could just leave, but with that open gash on her side and the continually worse storm, he was afraid to leave and get help, knowing it would be hard for any normal vehicle to get to the fast-food restaurant in this weather.
Maddie angrily pushed her phone back onto its loop on her utility belt. She walked across her living room, grabbing her jacket and car keys. "I'm going to get your brother." She stated, beginning to leave.
"What?!" Jazz jumped off the couch, her book landing with a loud thud on the floor. "Have you noticed the weather? It's dangerous out there!"
"Yes, but your brother has gotten himself in a… situation."
Jazz rushed to meet her mother, grabbing her jacket, "Well, don't even think you are going without me."
"When are you going to leave Phantom?" Valerie glared, "Shouldn't you be other there torturing children or something now that I'm out of the way?"
Danny sighed, taking a second to formulate a correct phrasing for his answer, "I'm not leaving until the weather begins to clear," then, seeing the red hunter's unbelieving head shake, he continued, "By then an ambulance can come to pick you up. It's just important that you aren't alone and moving while you are injured!"
"Any why should you care?"
Danny practically growled, not even bothering to answer as his phone rang again.
Jazz called her brother as her mother drove fast down the streets of Amity Park, especially for the horrible weather, the giant wheels of the Fenton Ghost Assault Vehicle just barely making it through the growing puddles.
As he picked up, Jazz explained the situation, "We're coming to get Valerie," She paused, listening to Danny say something about this looking suspicious to Valerie if they suddenly showed up. "I know! But you'll want to get out of there so she doesn't get suspicious! Just phase out and come to the RV!"
She closed her phone, hoping her brother got the message.
Maddie slammed on her brakes, sloshing through a giant puddle as she stopped in the middle of the Nasty Burger restaurant's parking lot. "We're going to have to run!" She shouted to her daughter over the growing wind. Jazz nodded, pulling her hood up and zipping her jacket up to its top.
The two women rushed to the Nasty Burger, practically running through the front door to get inside. Once there, they meet a wide eyed Valerie, but no one else.
"What are you doing here?" She questioned as the two newcomers came toward her.
Slightly flustered, Maddie began trying to check the girl's wounds, knowing instantly she had to get the girl to the hospital- and quick and voicing the same notion.
Realizing her mother wasn't going to answer, Jazz tried to make a cover story, "We saw the light from inside, Mom was out doing a last minute patrol, y-you'd never guess the ghosts who come out in this weather."
Valerie narrowed her eyes, suspicious of this answer. Since when has Jazz been interested enough in ghosts to go out patrolling with her mother in this type of weather? But then she nodded, accepting the answer.
"Come on, we're going to get you to the hospital." Maddie began to help the teen up, as she tried to carry most of Valerie's weight. The girl couldn't stop herself from gasping in pain as Maddie helped her to the door.
Jazz rushed forward, opening the glass doors for the two. Then, as soon as the two got outside, she rushed toward the RV, wanting to get the door opened for them as soon as she could. But just as her hand hit the door handle, it slid backwards and she met the light blue eyes of her brother, now in human form.
"Come on!" He rushed her, pulling her inside. Right behind them, Maddie and Valerie limped along, moving as quickly as they could, even though it was quite slow. Danny reached his hands out from the RV, helping his mother get Valerie into the car.
Once she was in the car, Danny helped her to a seat, making sure she wasn't getting worse.
"Danny?" She whispered, as she was getting worse and slowly becoming dreary from blood loss.
"Just get her to hold on and stay awake for a few more minutes Danny." Maddie shouted from the front seat, rushing the RV out of the parking lot and toward the hospital.
Danny repeated his mothers words to his injured friend, "Just hold on, we're going to get you some help."
Whoo! And it's done! I hope you all enjoyed and please give me some feedback!
Just a question, I have been getting a different feeling in my writing between this and my other story Metamorphous Memoir. Do any of you feel the same or see a slightly different style? Or am I just imagining it.
Sorry for the lateness, but you know the drill! Until next time!