Danny Phantom in Alien Invaders

by TrojanHalks2012

While out on an Archeological dig, Kim finds a race of ancient aliens. The US government tries to cover up the discovery but after the ancient aliens break out of Area 51 they will head for Amity Park where they will free the Alien King from the ghostzone

4. Part 3

In the medical room in the center of the plane, Danny and Danielle, back in their human forms, sat in chairs near the porthole window as they watched the Gulf of Mexico pass beneath them, moonlight reflecting off the water was the only indicator that they were over water. Jazz and Ron sat in their own chairs next to a still unconscious Kim. Ron patted her hand while Jazz swiveled in her chair so she looked down on the older man that had been rescued.

The wound to his stomach where he had been impaled was patched up as best as it could, but it still bled and if he didn't receive medical attention soon then his wound may end up being mortal. But for now, he was alive and well. An IV drip hung on a metal pole next to him, leading down a thin tube connected to a needle inserted into his left arm.

As Jazz wheeled her chair over to him, he opened his eyes upon hearing someone at his side. His eyes looked up at her, but he didn't move. He couldn't turn his head, let alone move his body without causing himself some sort of pain. "I hope I'm not intruding?" Jazz said softly enough for only him to hear. "But, are you Professor Wilson?" she asked curiously.

"Yes," he coughed. "And you must be Jasmine Fenton?" he guessed. "The older sibling to the young girl that helped get me out of there earlier?" he added to which Jazz nodded in confirmation. "Kimberly spoke so highly of you," he said with a smirk. "Will she be alright?" he asked with concern for the girl's life as he looked past Jazz at the ghost huntress suited girl on the metal table behind her.

"Yeah," Jazz answered, keeping her voice soft so their conversation remained private. "She's not as badly hurt as you are though sir," she admitted. "The two of you are the only survivors out of the entire dig team," she confessed to him.

"While I'm thankful that I got out alive, I wish others had survived," he admitted with a silent cough. "The old shouldn't outlive the young. If I could, I'd give my life to bring them back," he groaned before he closed his eyes and exhaled deeply.

Jazz sat in silence as the lead soldier that had helped them escape from the ruins entered the room from a doorway in the back. The open door behind him led to a series of stairs that led up to another level. He coughed to catch the four teen's attentions; they all looked at him as he began to elaborate. "I believe some explanations are in order," he stated simply.

"About time," Danielle groaned as she folded her arms.

"If you could follow me please," he requested of them before he turned and went back through the doorway, ascending and disappearing up the stairs.

Danny and Danielle sighed with frustration before they rose from their seats and proceeded across the room towards the door. Jazz and Ron remained in their seats to stay with Kim and Professor Wilson to make sure they stayed well.

"You go my dear," Professor Wilson whispered to Jazz. She looked down at him with a concerned look in her eyes from his request. "I'll be fine; now go with your siblings, find out what happened to my team for me?" he requested with a cough.

Jazz nodded to his request and rose from her chair. "You coming?" she asked Ron as she walked by him.

"No, you go," he said without taking his eyes off his sister. "I'm gunna stay here with Kim," he said, looking up at Jazz. "She should have someone here with her in case she wakes up while you're busy," he stated before looking back down at his sister. "Let me know?" he asked her.

"I'll fill you in later," she said with a tiny grin before she went through the doorway and chased after the other two, catching up with them just as they reached the center point where the stairs turned in the other direction and continued up. "So why do you think we're going all the way up here?" she asked them as if they could have known themselves.

"Beats me," Danny answered, no attitude, no puns, he was serious with his answer. "But I'm sure we'll find out when we go through that door," he said, nodding up towards a metal door at the top of the dark staircase.

From inside the brightly lit room, two uniformed men dressed in black suits, sunglasses and wired ear pieces stood on either side of the metal door. Someone knocked on the other side; one of the men reached over with no emotion and opened the door as the three teens entered into the room, shielding their eyes until they could adjust to the different lighting.

Across the room from the door was a metal desk with wood finishing bolted to the floor to prevent it from sliding around during flight. The front of the desk had a circular seal with the words, 'Seal of the President of the United States', circling around an eagle with a shield in front of it while it held several arrows and olive branches in its talons. Four seats sat in front of the desk; one currently being occupied by the still un-named soldier that had "rescued" them.

Three men stood behind the desk, two stood on either side of the man in the middle, both dressed as the same as the men by the door; black suits, sun glasses and ear pieces. The man to the left was easily the oldest and sported a full head of graying hair; the African-American man to the right was younger. The man in the middle wore a navy blue suit; he had his back facing the teens as he looked out a one-way glass window that overlooked the cargo bay where a number of soldiers were currently trying to rebuild the Specter Speeder using mysteriously attained blueprints. One man used a crane to replace the windshield glass while another banged dents out of the ships frame.

Despite having his back to them, they could tell the man looking out the window was African-American. His black hair was beginning to gray but when he turned around his face wasn't that of an elderly man, therefore revealing that his graying hair may have been from stress, stress acquired from his job as President of the United States of America.

"Ahh, welcome kids," he greeted them warmly. "If it weren't for recent conditions, it would be a very nice reunion for the four of us," he admitted through a fake smile that just screamed sorrow.

"Oh great," Danielle grumbled. "This guy again." Jazz and Danny both softly punched her into submission for her remark.

"It's always a pleasure to stand before the most politically powerful man in the world," Jazz intervened, disregarding Danielle's previous statement. The three of them closed their eyes and nodded their heads toward him in greeting before they stepped the rest of the way into the room so the secret service agents could close the door.

The man seemed rather amused by their show of decency. "Please take a seat?" he requested, waving his hand to the three empty chairs in front of the desk as he took his seat behind the desk. The three teens took their seats and made themselves comfortable. "You three are the youngest people to sit in those chairs," he said with a chuckle to lighten the mood.

"Could we please cut to the chase dude?" Danny asked with a cocked eyebrow as he folded his arms. "OWW!" he yelped when Jazz suddenly stomped on his foot.

"Don't call him "dude" Danny," she scoffed him as Danielle chuckled at her brother's misfortune from Jazz's other side. "He's not the kind of man we should be interrogating," she growled to him before she settled back into her seat. "I'm sorry Mr. President," she apologized for her brother's actions.

"Quite alright Jasmine," President Obama replied with a smirk. "Your brother has a valid point though," he admitted as he leaned back into his seat, making it creak. "We have matters to attend to. General Mills?" he said, looking at the soldier to his right; the teens left.

"Yes," the so called "General" responded before he turned towards the teens. "We have questions to ask you," he stated to them. "And of course you must have questions of your own," he added before they could respond. "And you will be answered," he concluded before putting his back against his seat's cushion.

"Alright," Danielle said with a cocky grin as she leaned back into her seat. "We'll talk…as long as you guys talk as well."

"And we don't want any half answers that are deemed confidential," Danny added.

"That all depends on what you ask son," President Obama retaliated. "You answer our questions truthfully and we'll tell you what we can in return," he offered them.

"Does all of this really have to turn into an interrogation?" Jazz asked nervously.

"YES!" Danny, Danielle, President Obama and General Mills half shouted in unison to her question.

"Can't we find other ways of discussing this situation?" she asked in a more serious tone, concerned for their well being.

"NO!" the four others responded in the same forceful tone. Defeated, she slumped back into her seat in a huff.

"We get the first question," Danny called. "What were those things?" he asked them. "Those killers!" he added with anger.

"That's confidential," President Obama stated simply, interlacing his fingers and smirking at them. Fire began burning furiously in Danny and Danielle's eyes upon not being given the answer they were looking for. The four secret service agents stepped forward, but President Obama held up his hand, a signal for them to stand down. He glanced at the General sitting next to the teens upon putting his hand down.

They looked at him as he sighed. "We don't really know what they are," he told them.

"Ohh hoo hoo, typical of the military, they never know anything," Danielle snickered with delight. "You and I both know that you're hiding something and you will answer the question," she demanded. Again the secret service agents stepped forward but were silently told to stand down.

"We can't answer because we don't know," President Obama answered, drawing their attention back to him. "But we have someone on board this plane that does know…supposedly," he added with uncertainty. "He's a scientist; he specializes in classifying different species of animals. He told us he believes that they are what he calls "Xenomorphs". We will speak with him later, so be sure to ask him that question."

"Now we'd like to know what you kids were doing there when you didn't know what you were up against?" General Mills asked them with a bit of aggression in his tone.

"You didn't answer the question," Jazz spoke up. "If this is gunna be an interrogation, then its gunna be tit-for-tat," she stated in a bossy tone as she folded her arms and stuck her nose into the air with disgust.

"Your answer will be given to you later," President Obama reassured her. "I'll make it my personal business to make sure you get a full and truthful answer from our specialist; now answer the General's question," he said more as a request than a demand.

The three teens exchanged questionable looks as they decided how they should proceed. "We were there to rescue Kim," Danny answered with a long sigh.

"By yourselves?" the General asked. "Did you even know what you were up against down there?"

"Did you?" Danielle asked with a cocky grin. The general squinted his eyes angrily. "You didn't know what you were walking into either," she mocked him. "You don't even know what those things are, let alone how to kill them without causing damage to yourself."

"Ugh, neither did we at first," Danny whispered across Jazz.

"Shut it," Danielle growled through clenched teeth.

"We've been trained for dangerous situations," General Mills answered one of Danielle's rants. "We learn to react quickly to ever changing environments. We went in prepared for the unexpected. We aren't just a bunch of teenagers with toy guns."

"Teenagers!" Danielle snapped as she rose from her seat, shocking everybody in the room, but the secret service agents didn't react this time. "Look here buddy!" she half yelled as she pointed at him. "We've saved the entire planet from destruction on more than one occasion," she reminded him. "This last summer being the most recent," she added. "So don't tell me that you've had more experience in dangerous situations when the things we've seen and done every day make what you do every day look like nothing!"

"I'm intervening in this before it turns into a bloodbath," Jazz shouted before she grabbed Danielle by her right arm and pulled her back into her seat. "Yes, we went in there pretty much unprepared for what we were up against," she settled for answering. "But that was because we were told that our friend's life was in danger. We had to save her and as many others as we could, even though only her and Professor Wilson survived."

"Wait!" General mills half shouted. "How did you find out that the dig team was in danger?" he asked in confusion. "How were you able to respond so much faster than we were?" he added in the same confused manner.

"Ahh, ahh, ahh," Danny mocked him as he wiggled his index finger at the man. "Tit-for-tat, remember? We answered your question, now you have to answer another one of ours."

"UGH! I'm about to bust a nerve with these restrictions," the General groaned as he rubbed the bridge of his nose between his thumb and index finger.

President Obama smirked and chuckled to himself. "What is your next question?" he asked the kids.

"If you guys had arrived sooner than you had then more people might have made it out of there alive," Jazz stated. "What took the government, you guys, so long to respond to the distress signal sent out during the initial attack on the dig site?" she asked with concern.

"The distress signal was from foreign grounds," General Mills answered. The three teens looked at him as he elaborated. "It took time to gather a sufficient team and equipment together. We had to find a plane big enough to carry a large load of soldiers plus we had to go to Washington and pick up the president as he demanded to go."

"We left from Washington in Air Force One and had to make a quick detour to a US military base in Brazil two hundred miles due north of the ancient ruins to make it legal to land troops on Amazonian soil," President Obama continued to elaborate. "Once we had clearance, we headed straight there," he concluded.

"We couldn't just send in a task force without the proper clearance," General Mills informed them. "Otherwise, the rescue operation could have been considered an invasion of foreign soil, and the Brazilian government would have had the right to declare war on America as a result."

"Granted our army is far superior to theirs and they wouldn't have stood a chance…" President Obama stated. "It would have still looked bad on our part. We needed to set things straight before we could set foot within the grounds of the temple."

"It's a bunch of political jargon really," General Mills admitted. "Sorry to say, but you kids wouldn't really understand unless you know how to deal in International Politics," he informed them.

"Now, you entitle us to another question," President Obama speculated. "Care to tell us how a bunch of kids were able to respond to all of this so much faster than us?" he asked them as he eyeballed all three of them one at a time.

Danny immediately changed into his ghost form, startling the four secret service agents to step forward but they restrained themselves. He held up his hand and created a small flame in his palm before he transferred it to his other hand. "Our powers are always growing more powerful, more intricate, changing, evolving," he said as he tossed the small fireball back and forth in his hands. "Danielle and I are starting to realize a new power previously unknown to us," he informed the president. "This is as much as I can control it," he said before he let the flames disappear and he changed back into his human form.

"The power itself is resilient in our ghost forms," Danielle added to the explanation. "And quite uncontrollable when we're in our powered up forms."

"We were seeking help in the ghost zone as to how we'd go about learning to control this power," Danny continued explaining. "Apparently we have to wait until the power itself surfaces in our human forms but that is beside the point."

"An old friend of ours, Clockwork, gave us this information on their powers before telling us about Kim's plight and that we were needed to ensure her fate, whether it be dead or alive," Jazz explained. "He said he couldn't help us and the only information he gave us was that those creatures were very dangerous and were threatening not only her life, but those of the entire dig team as well."

"But considering that we face danger almost every single day, we decided to go and try to save Kim, despite the risk to our own safety," Danielle continued to explain for her older siblings. "We thought we could handle everything and get out by ourselves, but apparently we were wrong. We over estimated our enemy, but learned a great weakness about it in the end."

"Their blood is a highly corrosive acid," Danny elaborated. "It can melt right through just about anything, but it's like gun powder or gasoline, it becomes extremely explosive when exposed to open flames. A handy little trick that we learned by mistake and it helped us in the long run," he said with a smirk.

"Is that so?" President Obama asked, a bit surprised that they had found this out. "If only they could have told you guys when you arrived," he mentioned to the general. "Or if only you could have figured it out for yourselves considering some of you men were using flamethrowers," he added as he scolded the uniformed man. The general gulped nervously before sinking into his seat.

"Ok, we have one more question to ask you guys?" Danielle mentioned. "Now that we're out of there, where are you guys going to take us?" she asked nervously. "Because if it's some military installation to wipe our memories, then you can forget about it," she growled angrily.

"Just to Washington my dear," President Obama reassured her calmly. "I have to return to the white house; after we land you'll have to stick around long enough for Kimberly and her professor to be looked at in the hospital. While you're waiting, some of our best mechanics will be trying to repair your flying vehicle. Once everything is clear, you'll all be free to head home under your own free will. No strings attached."

"That's it?" Danny asked curiously. "No strings attached?" he repeated the last thing the president said. "What, no questioning in the basement of a government building? No wiping our memories of what happened? No blackmailing us into keeping quiet about what happened?"

"Well what exactly would you say?" General Mills asked him in response to his many questions. "You don't know what those things are, we don't even know. Can't tell stories about things when we only know half of the facts."

"None of us know what happened before any of us showed up," President Obama clarified. "The only people left alive that know are down below in the medical room," he said as he nodded his head towards the floor.

Danny and Danielle sunk into their seats when they understood what he meant. If they started telling half stories then they'd be construed as lunatics trying to draw attention to themselves; and being half ghost, they drew enough of that as it was. Jazz on the other hand stood from her seat, drawing everyone's attention to her. "Well then, I guess it's time we go back downstairs and wake up our friend so we can put this mystery to bed once and for all," she said as she pounded a fist into the open palm of her other hand.

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In the medical room, Professor Wilson was finally able to sit up on his table with the help of a man that had recently entered the room. He wore a clean white lab coat that remained open in the front to show his black dress pants and a light blue long sleeved shirt, the sleeves of which went unseen. A red name tag was pinned to the outside of his lab coat, it read 'Bishop'. A rather tall man, 'Bishop' had a long face with curiously raised eyebrows resting above a permanently surprised expression. His brown hair showed little gray for his age, it was cut short with a few cowlicks sticking up to reveal a high forehead.

He was currently standing over the older man who had undone his button up shirt so the medical doctor could work. He pressed a cold stethoscope to the man's chest and listened to his breathing and heart rate. "Well, your breathing and heart rate seem normal," Dr. Bishop stated before he took the man's pulse. "And you're pulse is a little slow due to your stomach wound, but nothing that can't be solved with a little rest," he concluded. "Now you're sure you've never felt this before?" he asked the old man.

"No, never," Professor Wilson coughed before he grabbed his chest in agony. "My chest is killing me. I think I may just have been a little over excited back there," he coughed. "Do you think this is a heart attack doctor?" he asked, looking up from his chest where his hand lay.

"No, you don't have pain shooting up and down your left arm," Dr. Bishop informed him as he pointed his pen at him before he went on to jotting a few notes down on a clipboard of paper. "You're just exhausted from recent events, too much excitement," he said with a smile as he set his clipboard down and walked over to a wall mounted medicine cabinet. "We'll be able to get a better reading back in Washington to determine the cause of the pain," he said as he searched through the medicine cabinet before he removed a small bottle. "Until then, these pain killers should help," he suggested as he offered two tiny red pills to the older man who graciously took them without haste, using a nearby glass of water to wash them down.

All the while Dr. Bishop was attending to Professor Wilson, Ron continued to stay be his sister's side. Still unconscious, she no longer lay as stiff as a board. She rolled on the table and trembled as her face contorted with fearful expressions as she relived the hellish nightmare she had been through.

She moaned in her sleep before finally managing to flicker her eye lids open. She closed them immediately because they hadn't adjusted to the bright lights but when they did she reopened them and slowly turned her head to find herself in the small medical room of the plane, of course she had no way of knowing this was a plane just yet. She heard two older man talking, Dr. Bishop and Professor Wilson, before she noticed Ron sitting at her side with her hand resting in his.

He was currently preoccupied with looking away from her, his gaze passing over her and towards a hazardess waste bin stuck to the wall of the plane on the other side of the room. The dark red shadows of the contaminated objects within showing that it would be in need of emptying soon.

She tightened her grip around her brother's hand, drawing his attention away from the bio-hazardess bin on the wall. He looked down at her with saddened eyes that quickly widened in surprise upon seeing her look up at him. "KIM! You're finally awake!" he shouted with delight.

"Does that mean I'm alive?" she asked in groggily but with a weak smile. "Or we're both dead?" she asked more curiously as she looked around cautiously.

"No, no, you're very much alive," her brother reassured her with glee. "We got word from Clockwork that you were in trouble, so we rushed down here to save you," he informed her.

A smile and a sigh of relief washed through Kim as she leaned her head back against the metal table. Then her eyes shot open as she gasped with horror. "What about the others!" she asked fearfully.

Ron was taken aback by this question and didn't quite know how to answer her. Luckily, someone else was. "Well thankfully, you're not the only survivor," the elderly and raspy voice of Professor Wilson coughed from out of her sight.

"Professor!" Kim gasped with delight as she leaned up on her table to get a better view of him before a sudden pain as if she were being stabbed with dozens of knives several times over went up and down her right arm. "OWW!" she shouted as she grabbed for her arm with her left and found a blood stained gauze pad wrapped tightly around what had once been a gash on her forearm.

She took a moment to register what it was before the sound of a metal door opened. She looked up from her arm and turned around so she could see who had just entered the room; while on the table she had her back facing the door that had been opened. "She's awake!" Danielle called out with delight before she rushed the college girl and wrapped her arms around her, being sure not to touch the blood soaked bandages on her arm.

Danny and Jazz took turns embracing her before President Obama approached her through the small mass of people whilst being flagged on nearly all sides by the four secret service agents. "It's good to see you awake, Ms. Masters," he greeted her warmly as he placed a hand on her shoulder.

Her eyes widened when she realized who he was. "Mr. President," she gasped softly before she nodded her head towards him in greeting. "It's nice to see you again," she said with a blush. "So, you helped my friends rescue me?" she asked curiously, her face remaining blushed.

"Well, we found you on our own just fine," Danielle intervened before he could answer. "But we don't know how well we would have fared getting you out without their help," she added.

"We?" Kim asked before a soldier in full body camo and an automatic rifle at his side appeared through the small group of people.

"General Mills, at your service," he saluted her as he raised his weapon and balanced it across his shoulder. "My men received a distress signal earlier this morning; with orders from the president and after some quick legal debates with the Brazilian government, we were allowed access to the ruins. Unfortunately, your friends had beaten us to the punch," he explained.

"They helped us escape on a military plane before the entire site was eradicated to exterminate all of those things," Jazz informed her softly. "Sadly though, by the time we found you, only you and Professor Wilson were still alive," she said with sorrow.

"We'd rather not tell you how the others died," Danny said reluctantly as he rubbed the back of his head nervously. "Frankly, they were images I don't think Danielle and I will ever be able to erase from our memories and you're probably haunted from the experience enough as it is," he explained, although almost none of what he said got through to her.

"They're dead," Kim whispered to herself. "Pete, Katie, Frankie, Professor Maggie…Robert," she said before she paused. "I can't believe I'm never gunna see them again," she began to weep. Tears streamed from her eyes as Jazz sat on the table next to her and placed a warm arm across her shoulders.

The room went silent as they all took a moment of silence for the dead before a squeaking sound pulled them back to reality. They all glanced at Dr. Bishop as he finished pulling a latex glove over one of his hands. "Sorry dear, but grieving will have to wait just a little while longer," he spoke up as he pulled on a second latex glove. "We couldn't do this while you were asleep, but now that you're awake, we can proceed with a quick preliminary exam for any injuries," he implied as he grabbed up his clipboard.

"Kim, this is Dr. Frank Bishop," President Obama introduced her to him. "He's a trauma specialist and a Zoologist." Then he turned to the three other teens. "He is the expert that I told you about," he explained to them. "He believes he knows more about those creatures than anyone else."

"And I will get to explaining after I've been given some more details on the situation," Dr. Bishop explained as he used a medical instrument to look into Kim's eyes. "That of course, will have to wait until I've finished up with Kimberly." He pulled away from her eyes and stood up straight. "I'm gunna need you to remove your suit my dear," he advised as he jotted down notes on his clipboard.

"What?" Kim asked in shock as she looked down at herself. "I'm sorry Dr., but I don't exactly think it's proper that I strip down to my underwear for you, especially with all of my friends around us," she said, refusing his request.

"He just needs you to take off the top half of the suit," Jazz reassured her. "I assume you're wearing a shirt?" she whispered in her ear.

Feeling reassured, Kim finally and reluctantly removed what was left of the tattered top half of her ghost hunting suit, tossing it to Danny who tossed it into the trash when it nearly fell apart in his hands; she obviously wouldn't be putting it back on at this point. Next she unbuttoned her brown colored dig-site shirt and removed it so she was left wearing a sports bra underneath a camisole. Despite still wearing concealing clothing, she was flushed beat red from embarrassment as Dr. Bishop used his stethoscope to listen to her breathing. She flinched when the cold metal made contact with her skin, but she pushed through, taking deep breaths when told to.

"You're breathing is quite irradical," Dr. Bishop said wonderingly. He glanced off into space as his hand moved the end of cold device between the girl's shoulder blades as she continued to breathe deeply. "Much like your professor was a little while ago," he wondered to himself.

He and the others looked up at the professor as he grabbed his chest in agony again and began to sweat profusely. He yelled loudly in agony as he gasped for air and fell back onto his table. Dr. Bishop gave him a look of worry before he left the teenage girl and went to the older man's side. "It's gotta be…my heart…this time," the man wheezed as he clenched his chest harder. He yelled in agony again as more pain rippled throughout his chest.

President Obama stepped backwards, behind his secret service agents as the man yelled in agony at his apparent heart attack. The three Fenton's looked on helplessly as Dr. Bishop tried to pull his hand away from his chest so he could examine him. Ron stayed by his sister and stopped her from getting off her table to assist him. "Professor?" she asked with a whimper as fear began to fill her eyes.

Professor Wilson yelled in agony again, this time much more loudly as the sound of bones cracking and breaking emanated from his chest. His hands grabbed the edges of his table and held on tightly as he writhed on the table. He yelled again with a bloodcurdling scream as the sound of more bones cracked.

"Oh crud!" General Mills half yelled frightfully as he ran out of the room at a sprint and went out into the hanger where backup would be waiting for his order. As he is heard giving orders out in the other room, the others, with the exception of Dr. Bishop, moved as far away from the professor as they could.

"You need to calm down professor!" Dr. Bishop half yelled to him in advisement. He grabbed the man's shoulders and held him against the table as he squirmed to try and get free. "Fight against the pain! You can beat this thing!" he yelled his encouragement.

Professor Wilson opened his eyes and looked up at the Dr. before he reached out and grabbed the man's lab coat and pulled him in close enough to hear him whisper. "Kill…me," he croaked before he yelled with agony again as the sounds of bones breaking echoed throughout the room.

Dr. Bishop looked down at the man's chest as it began to bulge out where his breast plate should have been and began bleeding profusely. "WHAA!" he yelped as he jumped backwards as the professor let out one last bloodcurdling scream just as his chest exploded.

Everyone winced and looked away. When they looked at what happened, they were horrified by what they saw. Dr. Bishop's face and lab coat were splattered with blood. He looked on in horror at a blood covered creature jutted its head out of Professor Wilson's chest. It screeched before it jumped to the floor and scurried away, leaving behind a trail of blood.

It didn't get far though, as it headed towards the door that led into the plane's hanger, it swung open and there stood General Mills and two other soldiers with flamethrowers. "TORCH IT!" he ordered the two men. They aimed their flamethrowers at the small creature and fired as it screeched in agony itself.

Reacting to keep the flames away from themselves and everyone else, Danny and Danielle used as much energy as they could while still in human form to generate an ecto-plasmic barrier that separated them from the other side of the room. Their barrier eventually began to shrink and curved in on itself to form a small dome that completely encircled the creature.

It screeched from within the ecto-barrier dome, banging its head against the inside wall only to daze itself. General Mills quickly replaced the ecto-barrier dome with a glass one as the energy dissipated into gas. With the creature now trapped in the glass dome, it was quickly taken away by a scientist in a white lab coat that took it off through a third doorway that led into an adjacent room.

Shock kept the entire room quiet before everyone glanced at Professor Wilson as he lay motionless on his metal table. Dr. Bishop felt his pulse and concluded he was dead, but that was already obvious. His chest had literally exploded so that thing could get out. His ribs were bent outwards revealing an empty chest cavity where his lungs and heart had mysteriously disappeared.

Danny, Danielle, General Mills and the two other soldiers had already seen this kind of devastating mortality back at the temple, but the others hadn't. Danielle closed her eyes tightly and hid her face in Danny's shoulder. Ron was horrorstruck, his eyes were wide and his mouth hung open slightly. Jazz held her hands up to her mouth as tears swelled from her eyes and ran down her cheeks. President Obama was completely flabbergasted, even the four agents that stood around him showed reaction to what they had witnessed.

Kim had been hit the hardest, her eyes were wide with horror as she stared off into space in her now deceased professor's direction with her mouth hung open. She tried to cry, and even tried to sputter up something to say, but ended up turning around and throwing up behind her table, out of view before she wiped her mouth on her arm and looked back at the horror scene. "Is this what happened to the others?" she asked in a dreadful whisper.

"Yes," Danielle whispered with a sniffle. "It was those things, they're responsible for this, they've just gotta be."

Everyone looked up at Dr. Bishop as he used a towel to wipe blood off his face. He looked up at everyone else looking at him. "Why's everyone looking at me?" he asked nervously.

"You're the expert, dude," Ron reminded him. "You're supposed to know what those things are," he growled in despair as he pointed at the spot where the small creature had been captured.

"You know what happened here Frank?" President Obama asked him with a stern tone. "Does this match anything that you're aware of?" he asked as he pointed to the mutilated man lying dead on the table.

"Yes, but perhaps we should get Mr. Wilson's body out of here," Dr. Bishop suggested nervously. General Mills nodded in agreement and looked towards the two soldiers that had come in with him. They understood what they were to do. A secret service agent opened a cupboard and pulled out a large body bag and tossed it to the soldiers who opened it and lifted the deceased professor's body into it before they carried it out into the hanger.

"Was that thing one of those creature's we dealt with back in the Amazon?" Danny asked in a stern tone as he finally pulled Danielle away from his shoulder where she had been crying. She sniffled and rubbed her bloodshot eyes dry before she took on a more serious expression.

"I believe what you have just seen is called a 'Chest Burster', the creature's third stage of development before adulthood," Dr. Bishop explained reluctantly as he tried to keep the discussion to a minimum. His answer must not have been good enough because everyone except Kim and Ron who were still by her table began to gather around him, trapping him against a wall. He started to sweat profusely before he spoke again. "Yes," he confirmed. "That thing was one of those creature's you disposed of back in the Amazon."

"Great, this is just GREAT!" Danielle yelled as she turned around and threw her hands into the air as she stomped away from the group. "So those things do use humans to breed?" she asked angrily, confirming what she figured out when Clockwork told them about the creatures back in the ghost zone.

"How is it that you know so much about these things?" Jazz asked angrily as folded her arms and scowled at the man.

"They've been discovered in many other places," Dr. Bishop answered nervously. "None have ever been found alive, so my collective research on them is limited, but I have seen all four stages of their development and I understand how they grew. We still don't know how they interact amongst each other or how their eggs are produced."

This sent off a light bulb in Danny's head. "They have a queen," he informed them. Everyone turned to look at him. "They're like insects, they have a queen."

"And how is it that you came across this information when I've been studying these animals for longer than you've been alive?" Dr. Bishop asked him with a cocky grin.

"Because I saw it," Danny retaliated in a know-it-all tone. Dr. Bishop's grin disappeared and turned into a frown. "I witnessed her laying those eggs in a basement to the temple before we rescued Kim and blew the place to smithereens."

"Yeah, yeah, and then the eggs hatch and those scorpion things jump out," Danielle added as she began to ponder. "But those things don't look anything like the creatures themselves," she wondered.

"It also doesn't explain how they go from this scorpion stage to busting out of people's chests," President Obama intervened. "That ever come up in your studies?" he asked the good doctor.

"I've never worked with live specimens," he responded with a shrug of the shoulder. "I can't explain that."

"They attach themselves to a person's face," Kim spoke up. Everyone looked towards her; she was still sitting on her table with Ron by her side. "I saw one of them attach itself to one of the other students," she explained. "I also saw one of them attached to Professor Wilson before…" she said before her eyes widened with horror as she went off on a tangent. "Oh god," she whispered.

"Hmm, that might explain a little," Dr, Bishop wondered to himself. "The secondary scorpion-like stage attaches itself to the face and implants the third stage into the person's chest cavity through their airways where it grows and matures until it's ready to escape from its host," he speculated.

This of course fell on deaf ears. Ron stood and tightened his grip on his sister's hand as she stared off into space with her mouth hung open slightly. "Kim, what's wrong?" he asked her worryingly.

"I…he…it," she stuttered before she looked him in the eyes and found her words. "After I saw one of those things attached to Professor Wilson, I…" she said again before she looked down and started breathing erratically.

"Kim," Jazz said as she shoved Ron out of the way and held onto her friend's hands as she knelt down and looked her in the eyes. "What happened?" she asked in the same worried tone. Kim's mouth moved as she answered, but her words were silent and no one heard a thing. "You have to speak up sweetie," Jazz said as she put a hand on Kim's cheek and turned her face so they were eye to eye. "What happened?" she asked again, this time in a more serious tone.

"There's one inside me," she whispered as tears began to stream from her eyes, her breathing suddenly increasing. Jazz' eyes widened with fear as her hand dropped to the table. "One of those things attached itself to me," she said louder, loud enough for the other's to hear. "One of them attached itself to me!" she half yelled. "I've got one of those things inside me!" she yelled as she began to tremble. "IT'S INSIDE ME!" she yelled at the top of her lungs. Her hand instantly reached for her heart as she began to breathe heavily. She started sweating bullets as she trembled with fear.

"Oh no," Jazz gasped in realization that her life was in danger. "Don't worry, we still have time to get it out of you," she tried to reassure her before she looked at the Dr. who was still backed up against the wall by President Obama and the four secret service agents. "Can you operate on her?" she asked desperately.

"I…ugh…well," he said nervously. "I'm not exactly a…surgical…doctor," he said reluctantly as he began rubbing the back of his head nervously.

"Oh God!" Kim yelped frighteningly as she used her free hand and covered her mouth while her other hand continued to clutch at her chest above her heart. "Please, you guys have to get it out," she whimpered.

"It's ok, it's ok, we'll think of something," Danielle reassured her, placing a hand on her shoulder.

Kim suddenly yelped in pain as she clenched the front of her shirt in her hand. "Come up with something quick," she winced before she yelled again, this time in enough pain to fall back onto her table.

"Oh no! It can't be happening already?" Danny yelled with fear for his friend's life as he got by her side.

"How long do these parasites take to grow within someone?" Ron asked fearfully, turning around towards the doctor who was now being pressed against the wall by two secret service agents. His mouth was covered but he was allowed to speak to answer his question.

"I don't know exactly," he answered quickly. "It probably depends on the health of the host," he speculated. "The Professor was already weakened from his stomach wound; the creature's gestation period would have been slowed due to his waning health."

"And Kim is in relatively good health," President Obama realized. "The creature's gestation period would be significantly faster," he said as his eyes widened. He and the others looked at Kim as she yelled in agony again much like the professor was only minutes ago. "You know what you have to do," he said in a more calm tone as he backed away from the doctor.

The teens looked up at him thinking he was talking to them, but he had actually addressed the four secret agents. They released the doctor from his hold against the wall and withdrew their side arms before taking aim at the girl on the table as she trembled with agony. She saw them and screamed, only causing herself more pain.

"Wait!" Danielle screamed, jumping between the men and their target. "You can't just shoot her, you'll kill her!"

"She's as good as dead anyway," the African American secret service agent scoffed without lowering his weapon.

"She'll die when that thing comes out," General Mills added, he too had his own service pistol, a magnum, aimed directly on the college freshman. "We have to at least kill that thing before that happens," he explained.

Danielle didn't back down. Instead she used what energy she could while in human form and created a half circular barrier around herself and the others, effectively blocking them from firing upon them. "We still have a chance to save her!" Danielle shouted with a snarl.

"How, Dani?" President Obama half yelled angrily as he pushed his way in front of his men who lowered their weapons. "We can't operate on her in a plane above the Gulf of Mexico!" he reminded her. "And it's not like we can just reach into her and pull it out!"

Kim yelled in agony again, this time her screams were accompanied by the sound of bones cracking. The teens looked down at her with worried looks in their eyes before Jazz came up with an idea. "Danny!" she yelled fearfully. "Reach into her and pull it out!" she ordered him, realizing that President Obama had given them the answer as to how to save her.

"Yeah, she's right!" Ron yelled upon realizing that she was right. "Go intangible and reach into her and pull out that disgusting thing!"

"B-But," Danny stuttered. "What if I accidently grab her heart or one of her lungs or something?" he asked, reluctant to go through with the request.

Kim yelled with a bloodcurdling scream as the sound of more bones cracking emanated from her chest. "DANNY!" Jazz yelled at him.

Danny looked at his sister before looking back down at Kim as she screamed again. Her hands grabbed for the table as she arched her back, protruding her chest upwards as the creature within tried to break free of her rib cage. He lowered his eyebrows as his eyes began glowing bright green with rage.

"ARGH!" he yelled as he raised both of his hands into the air and brought them down as he transformed into his ghost form. By the time his transformation was complete; his hands had gone intangible and were plunged deep into Kim's chest as he pushed her back down against the top of the table with enough force to dent the surface of the table into the shape of a person.

Kim's eyes opened and her normally aquamarine colored eyes now glowed the same icy blue as Danny's. Her mouth opened and a whiff of blue breath escaped from her mouth before she looked down to see Danny's intangible hands reaching through her bust as he maneuvered his hands around to find the creature. "ARGH!" she yelled as she closed her eyes again and clenched her teeth together.

Danielle put down the barrier and ran to Kim's side where everybody else already was. The secret service men lowered their weapons but kept them out as President Obama stepped forward. "This could actually work," he said as he loomed over Jazz and Ron who tried to comfort Kim as she squirmed on the table.

"Your moving around isn't making any of this any easier," Danny scolded her. She opened her eyes and they had returned to their normal color of aquamarine. Her breathing had slowed but she was still taking deep breaths in rapid succession. Danny's arms tensed up and stopped moving when he had grabbed onto something. "I've got it!" he called out. He looked up and over the others at the secret service men who still had their guns out and lowered. "I'm gunna throw it to the corner of the room," he told them. "When I do, shoot it!" he ordered them.

They nodded and aimed for the corner of the room where a table of medical supplies and a waste basket sat beneath the biohazard bin that hung on the wall. When they were in position to fire, Danny pulled his arms out of Kim's chest, tugging the creature out with them. Intangibly, it came out without causing any more harm, leaving Kim still alive when Danny had thrown it into the corner of the room.

The creature screeched as it flew through the air before landing in the waste basket underneath the medical supply table. The secret service men opened fire but missed when the creature jumped out of the waste basket and landed on the medical supply table. They re-aimed at it as it leapt into the air and grabbed the biohazard bin as they opened fire again.

It screeched at them before leaping through the air and landing on another table as their bullets ricochet off the table and the biohazard bin, tearing it open and dumping its hazardous contents all over the floor. It then ran to the edge of the table and leapt through the air directly at General Mills who was the only obstacle between it and the hanger.

In slow motion, the creature flew through the air at him as he raised his gun to shoot it. Before he could fire, it had latched itself onto his Magnum, preventing him from shooting it. He attempted to fling his arms to detach the creature before it had the chance to latch onto him, but to no avail. Lucky for him though, someone else was prepared to step in.

Before the creature could strike him from such close range, it was suddenly pulled away from him after a series of metallic wires wrapped themselves around its midsection. It screeched as it flew through the air as Jazz swung her arms over her head as she held tightly onto her father's invention, the Jack O' Nine-Tails. The wires from the Jack O' Nine-Tails released the creature sending it flying across the room directly towards Dani in her ghost form.

She jumped into the air and with an energized fist, twirled around and swung the back of her energized fist into the creature when it was close enough. The force of the resulting blast wasn't enough to kill it, but it was stunned and smacked into the wall before falling to the floor where it was suddenly encased within a small ecto-plasmic energy dome, just like the last one.

Danny and the older secret service agent with graying hair cautiously approached the energy dome, Danny's hands glowed with ambient energy from trapping the creature, the secret service agent aimed his hand gun at the creature trapped within the dome but didn't fire. Instead, the same scientist that took the first one away came along and quickly gathered it up in a large glass jar before taking it away.

"Something really strange is going on here," Danny theorized in a hushed whisper so only the secret service man could hear him. He nodded in agreement before they heard Kim's labored breathing.

They glanced back at Kim as she slumped back onto her medical table. Her hand was still clenching her chest as she breathed heavily, but she wasn't in as much pain anymore. "I feel like…I just gave birth," she wheezed, managing to smile slightly.

"Well congratulations," her brother sighed. "It was a boy," he said jokingly.

Kim's smile widened and she chuckled; it was at this time that she was once again stricken with excruciating pain. "YAAAH!" she screamed. "My chest is on fire!" she screamed.

"Oh no!" Jazz screamed as she ran for her friend's aid. "Does she have another one of those things in her?" she asked fearfully.

As she struggled to breathe without screaming, Kim's eyes became bloodshot and she continued sweating profusely as she looked down at her chest. With each and every single breath, her ribs could be seen through her skin at several points. They had been fractured and were rising unevenly as she breathed in and out, causing her extreme pain.

"She has flail chest," Dr. Bishop explained as he approached the table and the girl lying on it. He gently removed her hand away and more closely examined the bumpy protrusions in her skin. "See the paradoxical motion?" he pointed out. "She has several broken ribs."

"Probably from that thing trying to break out," Dani figured as she joined her older sister by Kim's side.

"Wait wait wait," Jazz suddenly blurted out trying to re-understand the situation. "Flail chest!" she half yelled fearfully. "That's life-threatening!" she screeched.

"WHAT!" Kim screamed with a high pitched screech before she yelled with agony and fell back onto the table.

"Only if her ribs were fractured inwards after being crushed by blunt force trauma," Dr. Bishop corrected her. He turned towards his work station and removed several rolls of wrapping tape. "If that were to happen, then her ribs would be protruding inwards, threatening to severe major arteries and puncture her lungs," he explained as he re-approached the table and began unrolling one of the rolls. "The creature tried to break out, meaning her ribs are only in danger of protruding through her skin. She'll be fine just as long as we reset them properly and wrap them up tightly to keep them in place while they heal." He then proceeded to go about doing just so until he was interrupted from his work.

"Hold on there, buddy," General Mills shouted at him aggressively, halting his advance to treat Kim's injury. "Not ten minutes ago you said that you weren't a medical doctor, and now you're gunna operate on her?"

"I'm not gunna operate on her," Dr. Bishop retaliated. He looked straight at the soldier with a straight face and did not deviate. "You don't have to be an MD to reset bones. This could sting a little," he said randomly as he put his hand over the fracture site of two of Kim's broken ribs.

"What?" she asked, leaning up a little before the doctor pushed down with just enough forced to realign the bones into their proper positions, his eyes still on the soldier. "YAAAAH!" she screamed in agony as her bones were forced back into place. Her bones felt like they were on fire, the pain spreading throughout her chest and out into her arms.

"Use some anesthesia for god's sake, man!" President Obama beleaguered him. "Can't you see she's in enough pain as it is?" he harped.

"The fractured area is too large for a local anesthetic," Dr. Bishop informed him as he forced another one of Kim's broken ribs back into place, causing her to scream again, thus making everyone else wince. "And even if it wasn't, we'd risk numbing her heart into submission, effectively stopping it from pumping blood. Now that combined with the numbing of her lungs and her diaphragm would cause her to stop breathing; it would kill her," he said mater-of-fact'ly as he placed another rib into position under the skin with a loud CRACK! "Within minutes," he added harshly.

A quick outside shot of the military plane previewed as the scene rotated around it as it flew over the night-time ocean with the moon being reflected in the water below. The scene shot back into the plane as Kim lay resting on her table after her ribs had been realigned and her entire chest had been wrapped tightly in binding cloth. It was tight enough to greatly reduce her bust, but it was necessary to keep her ribs from separating so they could heal properly. In order for the good doctor to have done this properly, her camisole and sports bra had to be removed and were set off to the side.

All she needed by this point was rest and as little excitement as possible. The tightness of her bondage greatly reduced her breathing so would have caused her great pain as she struggled to expand her lungs further, increasing the chance of pushing her ribs back out of realignment. But for now, the pain had subsided and she was resting peacefully with her friends by her side.

The entire room had long since fallen silent. Dr. Bishop looked over his notes while President Obama discussed things over with two of his secret service agents. The third, established as an older man in his mid to late fifties, he had graying hair and a full head of it. He was square jawed and expressed a stern expression as he fiddled with a pen. The fourth, an African-American into his mid forties with short curly hair simply leaned against the wall with his arms folded.

Jazz and Ron both had taken seats near Kim. Across the room from them, Danny and Danielle sat backwards in their seats. They leaned on the back of their seats from boredom; dark circles under their eyes showed just how exhausted they were. They were in desperate need of sleep, although they refused to until they had cleared up this mess. Near them sat General Mills as he wiped down the barrel of his M16, paying no attention to anything that was going on in the room. Finally, the silence was broken.

"How long can these things live for?" Danielle asked, directing her question towards the doctor. "How long have they been around?" she added. Everyone in the room, with the exception of the sleeping Kim, looked at him for his answer.

"We believe since the beginning of recorded history," Dr. Bishop answered her. "We've never gotten the chance to study any living ones before; they've all been fossilized where they'd fallen thousands of years ago, but we believe that they can survive in almost any environment for hundreds and hundreds of years."

"How wide spread were they found?" President Obama asked.

"All over," Dr. Bishop answered him almost immediately. "Ancient Asian civilizations have recorded such creatures existing thousands of years ago, but they were mostly found in the America's. Some found in Arizona and even New Mexico, right in our own backyard."

"And today has been the first case in which they were discovered alive?" Ron asked shockingly.

"Yes," Dr. Bishop responded, nodding to reinforce it. "It was an absolute miracle that these creatures were discovered alive. Obviously it wasn't too good for the dig team, but from a scientific standpoint, this is a major breakthrough that has presented itself. Never before have we been able to understand these creature's behavior, their actions and personalities as a group."

"And that's what you plan to do with those two newborns that you have in the back room?" Danny asked before he scoffed. "This is just great, a cover-up is what you guys are planning here," he accused them all. "This is just like some giant, other worldly, alien cover-up by the government," he laughed to himself before he became serious again. "Those things need to be destroyed!" he shouted angrily.

"And they will be just after we've had time to learn a little more about them," Dr. Bishop tried to reassure him. "This is too grave an opportunity to throw away."

"Where in Washington do you believe you will be able to more closely examine those things?" Jazz asked suspiciously. "Once we get off this plane, rumors will begin to spread, people will want answers as to what happened to Kim and the rest of her dig team. This is too big for the government to keep under wraps in just one night," she said doubtfully. "Unless…unless you've already started the cover-up," she whispered to herself.

"The explosion," Danny realized, bringing everyone's attention to him. "That wasn't just to eradicate those things was it?" he asked, his temper rising. "You people are trying to cover your tracks, cover up some kind of conspiracy or something!" he said with rage.

"Those creatures are probably another one of those mythological things that they are trying to keep out of the public's eye," Danielle growled. "That's why we've never heard of them before today; we're just the poor saps that make the discovery of a lifetime and it's people like you that take the credit after wiping our minds clean, making sure that no one else finds out about it all."

"Aliens," Ron suddenly blurted, catching everyone's attention. "Creatures that no one has seen before, they aren't of this world and the government is trying to cover them up so they can do further research on them," he explained his reasoning. "It all fits."

"Now, kids," President Obama said calmly, standing from his chair with hands raised to put them at ease. "You're accusations are getting too out of hand here."

"Too out of hand!" Danny snapped. "Did you even see what that thing did to Kim's professor! Did you see what it almost did to her! I know you didn't see what we saw underground, what they did to the others. You haven't got a clue as to what these things are capable of. Our accusations seem reasonably justified in my opinion."

"I don't think I wanna fly on this plane anymore," Danielle half yelled angrily. "I feel like they're gunna take us to Area 51 or something and wipe our minds clean," she said with frustration. "Not only that, but they need a place to take those things where they can be safe from the prying eyes of the public…don't you?" she asked curiously, a desire to know the truth burning in her eyes. "After all, that is where you took those aliens that crashed in Arizona back in the 40's."

"Alright," President Obama said, getting up from his chair. "I must draw the line here. I can personally assure you kids you're in no danger of having your minds wiped," he attempted to reassure them, but they only glowered at him. "As for everything else, believe me when I tell you that there are no such things as aliens, and that Area 51…just does not exist," he said calmly as he approached the teens.

"Umm, that's not entirely accurate sir," Dr. Bishop spoke up.

All eyes bulged and went to him, mouths were gaped slightly and flaring tempers had been extinguished. "Excuse me," President Obama growled. "What do you mean 'that's not entirely accurate' Frank?"

"I mean, there is an area 51," he explained himself. "And, the child is unfortunately right about the incident at Roswell," he added reluctantly.

"Why have I never been informed of any of this?" President Obama asked angrily. "I'm the president! I should know whether or not some secret base is housing ancient aliens!"

"That information was not to be disclosed," Dr. Bishop replied sheepishly. "It was a need to know basis and you didn't need to know."

"Didn't need to know!" President Obama snapped, shocking everyone in the room. "It is a serious matter of National Security to have such dangerous alien creatures locked away." It was at this point that he looked passed the bewildered teens to his head secret service agent. "Mark, tell the captain to change course," he requested the agent who nodded before leaving through a side door to go speak with the captain.

"But sir!" the African American Secret Service Agent shouted in shock. "You can't possibly be insisting-?" he was about to ask before the President interrupted him.

"Yes John, I am," he responded harshly. "We're no longer heading for Washington," he said. The four teens all looked at each other with surprised expressions. "Our new destination is of course…Area 51," he said as the scene zoomed in on his eyes as he squinted them to seem more serious.

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From out of the darkness, the large military plane flew through a moonlit cloud as it descended towards a brightly lit runway in the middle of the desert. The wheels lowered from their compartments and the plane landed on the tarmac before coming to a complete stop next to a single large warehouse that would have been just large enough to house the large plane.

The view blackened before a series of large metallic doors began to slide to the sides, a bright light flooded between the opening in the doors, blinding anyone careless enough to watch the doors opening. As the opening widened, several people stood in the light, casting long shadows across the ground. They started to walk inside after the doors had finished widening to their set point, they could have gone wider to get the plane in but it stayed outside on the tarmac.

"Ahh, Mr. President," a shaggy scientist greeted the silhouetted character at the front of the group. He and two other scientists, one short and stubby, the other tall and lanky, all stopped and waited for the President and the others behind him to approach them. "It is an honor to have you here sir," he said with a bowed nod. "I'm Dr. Dominic Fasser, but you can call me Dom," he introduced himself as he shook hands with the highly respected man.

"Special Agent Mark Sullivan, Director of the US Secret Service," the gray haired secret service agent introduced himself as he shook hands with the scientist. "And this is Special Agent John Whitmore," he said introducing the African-American secret service agent to his side.

"So, to what do we owe this honor?" Dr. Fasser asked curiously after he was done shaking hands with the three men.

A pale man Mr. Fasser, he had long white shaggy hair and a dark five o' clock shadow. He wore glasses that hung on a chain around his neck. He wore a lengthy white lab coat, a dark green sweater underneath and black denim jeans with dark brown shoes that clacked across the floor as he walked.

President Obama turned and snapped his fingers at two of his unnamed secret service agents who came up on either side of him. "You can show us where you keep the others that are just like these two," he said, indicating two large sheet covered jars the secret service agents were carrying.

They removed the sheets to reveal that within the confines of the glass jars were the two creatures, one at least twice as large as before and the other three times or possibly even four times larger. Both were now beginning to develop black armor like the others instead of the pink flesh that was once exposed. The two creatures screeched and the larger one even banged its head against the glass with enough force to cause it to crack.

The three scientists were absolutely awestruck by the creatures. "Incredible," Dom gaped. "Two of the creatures alive and well, and still in infant form," he observed as he put his face right up to the glass of the smaller creature. It opened its mouth and snapped its tongue at him, the miniature mouth bouncing off the inside of the glass without so much as a scratch. Dom jumped back after being startled but recovered. "This is certainly a first," he added with amazement.

"Dom?" President Obama said to catch the man's attention. He failed to look up from the glass and continued to examine the creatures. "Where are the others?" he asked, growing frustrated with the man.

"Truly magnificent specimens," Dom whispered. "We must get them into containment," he advised the two other scientists behind him, both of whom shared his interest in the creatures. "Excellent work here Frank," he congratulated Dr. Bishop who stood by the president's side, still not re-acknowledging his presence. Dr. Bishop didn't thank him, he just looked away sheepishly.

"Mr. Fasser!" General Mills shouted from the president's other side. He was still in full camo and still held his M16. Dom looked up at him and his expression told that he had only just noticed him. "As a General of the United States Army, I'm ordering you to answer the President's question," he ordered him. Dom eyed the machine gun in his hands and looked back up at the president with un-wavered determination.

President Obama scowled at the man and folded his arms in waiting for a response. "Why yes, of course," he nodded as the two scientists took hold of the jars and walked away into the bunker before they disappeared behind locked doors. "We have them, here, underground," he finally answered. "They are kept within containment, behind lock and key. Safeguarded from…"

"I want to see them," President Obama interrupted him, not caring what kind of safeguards had been put in place to keep them secret.

"Oh but sir, I-" Dom stuttered.

"NOW!" President Obama snapped at him.

Dom looked from him to General Mills as his grip on his M16 tightened. He then looked towards Special Agent Sullivan as his hand rested on the bulge under his suit jacket. Next he looked at Special Agent Whitmore as he too lay his hand over the bulge under his suit jacket. He looked back at the president as anger and frustration from him burned into his being.

"Y-Yes, of-of course," Dom stuttered nervously. "This way," he said, turning and scooting away with President Obama, Dr. Bishop, and the four secret agents close behind.

"Go back to the plane and make sure the kids flying vehicle is unloaded so they can use it to go home when we're done here," General Mills ordered two of his men. "And make sure the plane is refueled so we can get out of here as well. We could be here a while, but I want that thing ready to go ASAP."

"Right away General," one of the soldiers said as they both saluted him. General Mills turned to catch up with the others as the other two turned and sprinted back out through the open double doors as Danny and Danielle made their way inside.

"I can't believe this place is real," Danielle gasped in awe upon taking in the site of the near empty aircraft storage area. It was large enough to hold the plane they came in but was currently being used to store a small caravan of military vehicles; two jeeps, a heavily armored SUV's and even a tank.

"Just keep your eyes peeled," Danny advised her. He wasn't as fascinated by this place as she was, he was more cautious. "I've got a really bad feeling about this place growing in the back of my mind." They both turned around when they heard the footsteps of three people coming up behind them.

Ron and Jazz were holding Kim by her hands as she slowly made her way into the large bunker. She was able to walk under her own power, but she needed the other two to keep her balance. High on painkillers, her eyes were bloodshot red and she scowled into oblivion with unblinking eyes. The rest of her ghost hunting suit had been taken off, although she was still wearing her shorts from her dig site uniform. She was still shirtless, only the bandage wrappings keeping herself concealed.

"You look awful," Danielle declared with a tilt of the head.

Kim shot a deathly glare at the girl and snarled at her. "Easy sis," Ron said to calm her. "You know she's just kidding," he reassured her.

"She's on heavy painkillers," Jazz informed her younger siblings as they followed after the others to the back of the bunker. "So she probably has no control over her actions right now," she warned. "She also might not have any memory of what's going on right now."

"You couldn't just leave her on the plane?" Danny asked curiously. "She'll be safer there and we are going back."

"Well, she refused to be left behind," Ron said, his hands holding his sister's to prevent her from falling as she stumbled on her feet. "We told her she was in no condition to walk but-"

"No," Kim grunted, interrupting her brother. "I wanna see the thing that almost killed me face to face," she declared before she forced herself free of his and Jazz' grasps before she stumbled passed Danny and Danielle under her own power. The four other teens exchanged worried looks before they followed her.

She stumbled on her feet again and they had to catch her, but she pushed them off after they had her rebalanced. She continued under her own power until she reached the back of the bunker where the men were already waiting in an elevator. She grabbed onto the open door and pulled herself in before spinning around and whamming into the side wall of the elevator car.

"Argh!" she grunted through barred teeth as the pain of slamming into the wall sent a sudden shock throughout her torso.

"Are you ok kid?" Dom asked her curiously. She opened her eyes and shot daggers at him, the harshness of her gaze striking enough fear into not only him but the others as well to make them jump in hesitation as the four other teens stepped into the elevator car. The door closed before re-opening on a lower level. "The basement level is where we keep everything," Dom said, introducing the scene before them.

Upon stepping off the elevator was a room with glass walls and an open cupboard off to one side. In it hung several white hazmat suits, the same kind dozens of people on the other side of the glass were wearing. On the far side of the room on the glass were two closed doors below a bio-hazard symbol that warned visitors to sanitize themselves before they entered.

"Before we enter, we must all don one of these hazmat suits," Dom advised them all as he went for the cupboard and removed one of the suits.

"Open the doors Mr. Fasser," President Obama ordered him in a calm tone.

"But sir, we have to keep the area clean or we risk contamination," Dom tried to argue back reluctantly.

"I said, OPEN THE DOORS!" President Obama repeated himself angrily.

"Ugh…ok, yes sir," he responded sheepishly.

He scuffled himself away from the cupboard and towards a keypad next to the door. He typed a series of numbers into it before stepping away. Suddenly a green light enveloped the entire room as they were all individually scanned. "Access Denied," a robotic voice called out when the scan was complete.

Mr. Fasser sighed and raised his hands up briefly before dropping them to his side. "It won't let anyone in until we've all been decontaminated," he explained.

President Obama was about to retaliate against him but Kim pushed her way passed them all and approached the keypad. She punched the keypad with enough force to shatter the display screen and pulled the computer circuitry out, sending off sparks as the glass doors slid aside to allow them access. The pain killers suppressing any pain she would have felt, she would be feeling a cramp in her hand when they wore off. She scowled at Mr. Fasser who sighed with grief.

"Welcome," he said to the others as he motioned with his hand through the now opened door. "To the illustrious…Area 51."

Before them was a long lobby with dozens of people working at large tables while they worked on odd experiments. One woman was mixing chemicals in beakers while an assistant poured them into molds. Finished molds sat to the side with strange metallic materials sitting in plastic dishes. At another table, a man was busy wrapping copper coils around metallic rods. At another table another man was charging them with electricity to make magnets.

As Dr. Fasser led them through the center of the room to the other end where another door waited for them, they passed by a man and a woman as they experimented with what looked like a miniature arc reactor that gave off a bright green glow. What caught Danielle's interest was a woman who maneuvered a metallic baseball sized orb between her hands. She didn't have to touch it; she wore magnets that were strapped around her hands so the ball appeared to be levitating as she examined her little experiment.

They exited the brightly lit room and entered a less brightly lit hallway that split off to the left and the right as well as forward. Dr. Fasser led them to the left, past numerous doors that led to smaller rooms such as individual offices, storage rooms, restrooms, etc. and around a corner before immediately entering into a massive chamber.

The chamber, longer than several football fields was about two-hundred feet from floor to ceiling and they stood on a balcony about one-hundred and seventy-five feet above the floor. A series of twisting metal stairs off to the side allowed for users to reach the bottom level. The reason for the large chamber, it housed a very large ship with many rounded edges. It stood on five large struts; the front was the largest section and was connected to two slightly smaller sections at the back by further struts. Neither windows nor any other point of entry could be immediately seen.

"Is this what I think it is!" Jazz asked in amazement, her eyes nearly bulging out of her head. Everyone else with the exception of Kim who still expressed an angered attitude, simply gawked at the size of the massive space craft.

"Yup," Dr. Fasser answered with a nod of his head. "Amazing isn't she?" he asked the group. "My father is the one who had the hardest time getting this big girl in here," he tempted them with a simple explanation as to how it got here.

"Is this what crashed in Roswell?" General Mills asked, still in complete awe.

"Yup," Dr. Fasser answered, again with a nod of his head. "She stayed relatively intact too, on the outside at least; the inside is a complete wreck. The thing still works just fine," he added with a chuckle. "She can't fly worth a dam anymore but her power source is still intact."

"What about its inhabitance, Dom?" President Obama asked him. "I'm not gunna ask you again," he said, his frustration with the man's stalling continuing to grow. "Show us where you keep those dam things," he ordered him.

"Yes M-Mr. President," he nodded with a stutter. "We keep them with the rest of the collection; right this way," he ushered them as he maneuvered around them and went for an open doorway off to the right side of the balcony.

"What kind of collection is it?" Special Agent Sullivan asked.

"Interesting artifacts that we recovered from within the ship as well as fossilized creatures from many locations across the globe," Dr. Fasser answered. They entered into a long show room with many objects displayed behind thick sheets of glass. Items included high tech pieces of circuitry, display panels and control switches; all of which had been ripped from the inside of the ship. "This big guy was found in Ancient China," Dr. Fasser said as they came to one of the creatures that had been fossilized in a standing position. "We estimate it to be over five-thousand years old," he informed them matter-of-factly.

He led the others on, but Kim remained behind and stared up at the creature as it appeared to look down at her. She scowled up at the creature and her breathing started to deepen as Jazz came back and grabbed her by her hand. "Common, let's stay with the group," she suggested as she pulled her friend back towards the others.

As they observed everything they passed, something caught their attention. Sitting on an open display case was a green cube about one foot cubed in size. It glowed with a brilliant intensity and set off sparks in areas where wires had been attached to it. Danny and Danielle approached it with curiosity as Dr. Fasser came up beside them. "This was the power source I told you kids about," he told them. "It was found in the ship's control room. We've tinkered around with it and now it powers everything in this entire base."

"What is it?" Danielle asked curiously, although she already had a pretty good idea what it may have been.

"We don't really know," Dr. Fasser answered. "It's composed of an element that doesn't exist in the known world. It's some sort of space rock and it serves as a tremendous power source as I've just told you. As a result it is quite warm to the touch but perfectly safe to handle."

Drawn in by curiosity, Danny reached out and put his hand on it before receiving a heavy shock that spread throughout his body. "YAAAAH!" he screamed before he pulled his hand away as it let off a light green mist.

"Ohh, there might be an exposed wire," Dr. Fasser concluded as he examined the glowing green stone. "Sorry about that," he apologized, clearly not knowing the true reason why it shocked him.

Danny examined his hand as the light green mist dissipated leaving behind a small burn mark in his palm. "It's called Ecto-ranium dude," he informed the scientist. "An anti-ghost element that can only be found in the deep reaches of space."

"Ecto-What?" Dr. Fasser questioned. He was confused by this terminology. "Never heard of such an element. How does a kid come across this information?" he asked.

"You've never heard of Ecto-ranium?" Danielle asked him, possibly even more confused than he was. "Where on Earth have you been in the last several months?" she asked him with a sarcastic sneer.

"Right here," Dr. Fasser answered her matter-of-factly. "I'm only one of dozens of scientists here that haven't been above ground in twenty years," he informed the girl. "We don't read the news, or listen to the radio or watch TV, we just experiment with the artifacts we've gathered from the ship, and believe me, there's a lot of things to work on down here."

"Well you should get out into the sunlight sometime," Special Agent Sullivan advised him. "More than a year ago an entire asteroid made of this stuff almost collided with the planet," he informed the scientist.

"I should have guessed this stuff was Ecto-ranium," Danny said to Danielle who nodded in agreement. "It hurt the first time I touched the stuff, you'd think I would've learned my lesson by now."

"Wait, so this stuff hurts you?" Dr. Fasser asked curiously. "How is that possible? It's not radioactive or anything, it should be harmless to humans."

"My sister and I are only half human?" Danny informed him. "Being underground for so long you've obviously never heard of us, otherwise you would have recognized us when we came in."

"What do you mean son?" Dr. Fasser asked. "How can you only be half human? That's just not possible." Then to his surprise, one large ring of light appeared around the two Phantom siblings and they transformed into their ghost forms right before his eyes. "Are my eyes deceiving me?" he asked himself with amazement. "Perfect fusions between human and the paranormal. You're telling me that the outside world knows about this?" he asked them.

"Without them and their powers, this world would have been destroyed on more than one occasion Dom," President Obama informed him.

"You really need to get out more man," Special Agent Whitmore mocked him.

"Duly noted," Dr. Fasser replied as he squinted at the man.

"So Dom, when exactly are we gunna get to see the crowning jewel of this facility?" General Mills asked as he raised his weapon and rested it firmly across his shoulder.

"Yes, we aren't interested in the alien artifacts," Special Agent Sullivan added. "We're interested in the aliens themselves."

"Actually, we were just getting to them," Dr. Fasser informed them with a smile as he held up a finger and pointed it towards the ceiling. He turned and led them passed a few more objects in display cases; mostly just ordinary space rocks and oddly shaped sheets of metal twisted and contorted beyond human recognition.

At the other end of the display room was another door, this one shut and locked, requiring a numerical pass code to get in. This room didn't have as many restrictions as the very first door, so they were all allowed right in without a drug hardened Kim having to bust them in. The door slid up and into the ceiling before they entered the room and were faced with even more display cases. These ones were tall and cylindrical and filled with murky yellow water. Inside the first few cylindrical water filled display cases were hatched and un-hatched alien eggs. One even had an egg that had been dissected in half after it had been hatched open.

Everyone spread out to look within the display cases, but Jazz took the display case with the dissected egg into particular interest. "Were these all really found on the ship?" she asked whomever walked up behind her; she assumed it was one of the adults and she was correct.

"You are correct little lady," Dr. Fasser said joyfully as he walked up to her side. "Some found hatched and un-hatched. This one in particular was dissected by Dr. Bishop so we could learn more about how they reproduced," he informed her as he knocked on the glass with one finger. He looked up from a display case with an un-hatched egg upon hearing his name and turned away to draw attention away from himself.

"But if some of them were hatched, then that must mean that some of those things were running around before they were killed in the crash," she theorized. "So, where are they?" she asked.

Kim, walking off on her own with her brother in short pursuit to make sure she didn't hurt herself, walked past several more display cases with eggs before she turned and came face to face with one of the smaller scorpion-like creatures. "YAAAAH!" she screamed in terror as she jumped back into her brother's arms and grabbed for her chest in agony.

"Easy sis," he comforted her as her breathing slowed down. "I think we found what you were looking for Jazz!" he called out to her.

The others had already come running when they heard Kim scream; when they arrived they were met with the same surprise when they ran into the water filled display case with a dead scorpion-like creature floating inside. "Whoa!" General Mills gasped, his weapon coming off his shoulder and into a firing position. "Déjà vu," he said as he lowered his weapon; apparently he'd been surprised by a few of these things himself back at the temple.

"And so we come to the second stage," Dr. Fasser said with a joyful smile, he and Dr. Bishop being the only ones not surprised by the dead creature. "The 'Face-huggers' hatch from the eggs as most of you probably know by now," he asserted.

"They attach to the face and implant the third stage, the Chest-burster, into the chest through the mouth and air passages," Dr. Bishop clarified. "When they are done implanting, they fall off, curl-up and die, and depending on the host's health, the gestation period could be as little as a few hours to an entire day, if not longer."

"We don't have any fossilized or preserved remains of this third form," Dr. Fasser informed the group. "You're the only ones to have seen it and lived to tell about it," he informed them all. "She's lucky you were able to remove it in time," he said, indicating Kim by pointing to her.

She couldn't take her eyes off the creature behind the glass. The last time she saw one it was attaching itself to her face. Her eyes burned with a red hot fury, her teeth clenched shut and her face turned beat red with anger. She snarled through her teeth and shot daggers at the creature, her anger rising to the point where steam could almost be seen coming out of her ears. It took Jazz and Ron grabbing onto her hands firmly to calm her down.

"After the 'Chest-burster' stage they enter the first half of their final stage," Dr. Fasser informed them as he led the group passed the display cases and led them deeper into the room where the back wall was darkened. "They develop into their adult forms quickly, typically within a matter of hours, shedding away their skin as they grow. In their final adult forms, their skin has hardened into a tough armor that is hard to penetrate, but with enough force they are easily killed."

"Four adult aliens were found aboard the ship when it crash landed in the 40's," Dr. Bishop began to alliterate for the group. He stopped walking towards the darkened wall and put his hands into his pockets as the group came up beside him. Dr. Fasser went to the wall where a control panel with numerous buttons waited for him. "These three didn't survive the crash," he said as he pointed towards the darkened wall.

Dr. Fasser pushed a big green button on the control panel and three big lights high on the ceiling turned on. Each light was positioned over large cylindrical display cases about ten feet high each. Each was filled with the same murky yellow water and housed three of the adult forms of the exact same creatures they fought off back at the temple.

Black armor covering their skeletal bodies, elongated heads without eyes, and long spine-like tails with razor sharp barbs on the tips. They all died in the positions they were holding when their ship crashed; trying to use their arms and tails to shield themselves from flying debris, all to no avail.

---

Back outside on the surface, the military plane was being refueled for its return journey to Washington all the while the cargo bay was being unloaded. A tow truck was being used to pull the now fully repaired Specter Speeder out and onto the tarmac while soldiers supervised. The soldiers followed the tow truck and the Fenton's flying vehicle out of view as another soldier descended a ladder from the plane's left wing.

"Hey Jeff!" he called out into the night in the direction of the plane's right wing. "Hey Jeff!" he called out again when he didn't get a response. "You almost done fueling over there?" Still no one responded. "Hey Jimmy!" he called out to another soldier standing near the plane's tail. "Have you seen Jeff?" he asked him.

"Yeah, he was checking out the front wheel," Jimmy responded to him. "He could probably use some help Marty," he suggested.

"I'll help him alright, I'll help him shove my foot up his…Ahh, forget it," he grunted before he stomped off towards the front of the plane. "Where you at Jeff?" he called out as he approached the front wheel. "Jeff?" he called out when he didn't see anyone around. He looked down towards the ground and noticed a magnum sitting on the tarmac next to the wheel. He picked it up slowly and discovered that it was coated in a slimy liquid. "YUK!" he said with disgust as he dropped the weapon. He shook his hand as something growled in the night. He looked up towards the open hatch of the front wheel well and screamed.

A panned out view of the front wheel showed Marty being pulled up into the wheel well, screaming all the way until bones were heard cracking and his screams fell silent.

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"But wait, where's the fourth one?" Danny asked curiously. "What happened to it?" he added a second question to the first.

Dr. Fasser pushed another button on the control panel and stepped away from the wall before it split and slid to the sides, separating the display case on the right from the two on the left. After the wall had opened nearly ten feet, a fourth display case slid forward into the empty space. At nearly twenty feet tall it was also filled with the same murky yellow water and contained the dead remains of an absolutely tremendous creature, dwarfing all the others. It was curled up to fit in the tank; it had a large flat crest that stuck out like a large shield to protect its head. Unlike the other creatures, this larger one had a smaller pair of inner arms that protruded from the sides of its chest. It was an alien queen.

"She survived the crash," Dr. Bishop told them as they arched their heads back and gawked in awe at the size of the creature. "But just barely. She was captured by soldiers stationed at Roswell and died shortly thereafter in captivity from wounds sustained in the crash."

"She became separated from her ovipositor in the crash, it was too damaged so was never recovered," Dr. Fasser informed them.

"The ovi-what?" Ron asked in confusion, raising an eyebrow.

"The egg laying portion of the termite queen," Danny answered as he folded his arms, not taking his eyes off the alien queen in the display tank. The four other teens looked at him with shock.

"How exactly do you know that?" Danielle asked him.

"Ugh…the internet?" he stuttered nervously.

"Well in any case, he is correct," Dr. Fasser continued. "My father was charged with the task of taking the ship and all of its contents and hiding them deep within Area 51, which at the time was nothing more than a military installation," he explained.

"They chose this place because it was the only one with an underground bunker large enough to house everything away from the prying eyes of the public," Dr. Bishop further explained.

It was while they were explaining this that Kim took an even larger interest in the queen's tank. She wasn't looking at the queen though; she was taking an interest in the reflection of something in the glass of the display cylinder. She turned around and her eyes bugged out as her mouth dropped open.

"What's up?" Jazz asked, taking notice of Kim's reaction. The drugs had given her a hardened personality as of resent, but whatever she saw had gotten through her toughened exterior. She turned to see what had gotten under Kim's skin and she was overcome with the same reaction. Her eyes bugged and her mouth dropped open. "It can't be," she gawked.

This caught everyone else's attention. Danny and Danielle turned around and they too shared the same startled expressions. Ron, President Obama and General Mills turned around and gawked at what they saw. "Impossible," Ron managed to say as his gaze went upwards toward the ceiling. The four secret agents followed their gazes up, their eyes widening as they looked across the room and towards the ceiling.

A view from above the alien tanks looked down on them before panning up as a giant metal arch came into view. At nearly thirty feet across, it sat against the far wall across the room from the aliens sitting on display in their glass tubes. It sat in a pit about five feet lower than the floor they were standing on. It was also raised up on struts another five feet high, a long ramp led from the middle of the pit up to the bottom opening of the arch. They wouldn't have recognized it had it not been for a much smaller version sitting inside another glass display case.

The Fenton Proto-Portal from Jack and Maddie's college days was sitting inside the display case at the base of the larger arch, a much larger proto-portal than they've ever seen.

"Ahh, she's a beauty ain't she?" Dr. Fasser asked the group. Danny and Danielle ran down the steps and into the pit before splitting up, Danny ran up the ramp and went to the larger portal while Danielle went for the proto-portal. "The queen was found inside, hanging from the bottom of it after the crash. I call it, a Ghost Portal," he declared brilliantly.

"For years we couldn't figure out how it worked," Dr. Bishop elaborated. "So back in the 80's, we took the basic designs and gave them to three engineering students of ours at the University of Wisconsin."

"Jack, Madeline and Vladimir I believe their names were," Dr. Fasser said, reminiscing back more than two decades. The five teens all exchanged surprised expressions as he continued. "Terrific students," he implied. "They used the designs and created the smaller proto-portal as they called it. It didn't work of course and one of them was severely harmed when it was activated, but it led the way for us to figure out the workings of the larger version and we have finally managed to activate it recently."

"You guys have access to the ghost zone?" Jazz asked as she glared at the man.

"If that's what you kids call it?" Dr. Fasser responded. "I'm not at all surprised you know about this technology; it's the only device whose blueprints have been seen outside of this facility."

"And duplicated," Danny half shouted. "At least two other ghost portals exist," he informed the scientist.

"Ugh, three actually," General Mills corrected him. "We've got one in the basement of the Pentagon." All five teens shot angered glares at him as they waited for an explanation. "The guys in white recovered plans decades ago, long before they were a major operation, our funding from that gave them enough incentive to become the governmental organization that they are today."

"But, why?" Danielle asked as if pleading for an answer.

"Well they offered Congress a really good deal and it was really hard to turn down," Special Agent Sullivan answered.

"No, I meant, why did you guys need to build one in the first place?" Danielle rephrased her question.

"When the Russians built one we needed to prove that we were capable of owning such technology as well," General Mills answered her question after she re-asked it.

"An arms race?" Jazz asked sarcastically as she cocked an eyebrow and folded her arms. "You guys planned on using our families invention as a weapon!" she yelled with frustration, her once folded arms now straightened to her sides as she curled her hands into tightly clenched fists.

"Well that was the idea," General Mills responded, quite startled by the college girls show of anger. "But after theirs didn't work and blew up in their faces we had no need for it, it remains unfinished and abandoned in the Pentagon's basement to this very day."

"It blew up?" Ron asked. "How did they cover that up? Portal explosions are equivalent to nearly a ton of TNT going off. An explosion that big had to make the news," he figured.

"And you're right, it did," President Obama said matter-of fact'ly. "The town of 'Chernobyl'," he said with emphasis. "Hasn't been the same ever since."

"But I thought that was a power plant explosion?" Danielle asked curiously.

"They needed a tremendous amount of energy to power the arch portal," Special Agent Whitmore answered her. "They kept it in a bunker under the main reactor and when they activated it, the resulting explosion set off a chain of events that led to the deaths of many people and the evacuation of the entire neighboring towns."

"Can I intervene here?" Dr. Bishop interrupted their questioning of each other. "But I've gotta take you back a few steps here. How exactly did the plans for the arch portal get out into the world?" Then he turned towards the teens. "And you mentioned that your family has a working portal, how is that possible?"

"Well they built it from blueprints of course," Danny said mockingly as he folded his arms.

"But how?" Dr. Fasser asked, jumping into the questioning. "I might be able to understand how the government got their hands on the blueprints for the machine, but who could have given your parents the idea for a ghost portal?" he asked them.

"UGH, YOU DID!" everyone except the two scientists said, startling the men.

"What!" Dr. Fasser responded, completely flabbergasted by such an insinuation. "How? When?" he asked.

"The University of Wisconsin in the 80's," Danielle began to elaborate. "Your students, our parents, Jack and Maddie Fenton and their uncle Vlad Masters-" she said, pointing at Kim and Ron standing behind him. "Built THAT!" she half yelled as she pointed at the proto-portal not ten feet from where she was standing. "Under your supervision none the less," she added quite frankly.

"And FYI," Kim said smugly to catch his attention. He turned and looked at her as shock began to spread across his face. "That proto-portal accident that harmed our uncle, also gave him ghost powers, just like these two," she informed him as she pointed between the two Phantom siblings.

Dr. Fasser and Dr. Bishop were too shocked to stand upright. They both fell to the floor and sat upright as they registered all that they had just heard. "We really do need to get out more," Dr. Fasser sighed as he shook his head with disbelief.

"I do get out more than you and I'm still just as shocked as you," Dr. Bishop sighed with grief as he too shook his head from side to side.

"The world has changed a lot in the last few decades gentlemen," President Obama said to break the silence after no one said a word for a few moments. "I'm America's first black president," he reminded them. "I'm living proof. I've brought change to this world we live in. Change is always happening."

The five teens couldn't help but palm-face themselves as they tried to hide their laughter, managing to hide it within a few snickers. His reference to his political campaign was just too uncanny.

"But that still brings up my next big question for the two of you," he added as they all looked at him. "If we allow those two creatures we brought with us to stay here, how can we be so certain that they can't escape?" he asked them. "Because if they break free and get to the surface, all life on the planet could be in danger," he reminded them, although surely they didn't need to be reminded of the ramifications of keeping such dangerous creatures under lock and key.

"They are safely locked away in chambers too thick for their bodily weapons or corrosive blood to penetrate," Dr. Fasser reassured him. "They can't break free under their own power."

"Show me," President Obama challenged him.

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"TAKE THEM DOWN! TAKE THEM DOWN!" a soldier screamed as he fired his M16. He and several other soldiers were out on the tarmac, standing guard to the bunker that led underground. They fired away at unseen forces as the highest ranking standing in the middle yelled into a walkie talkie.

"WILL SOMEONE ANSWER!" he yelled into the walkie talkie over the hail of gunfire around him.

"SIR," one of the soldiers standing next to him yelled over the gun fire. "I don't think the General gets a signal underground!" he yelled. "No radio signals in or out! Otherwise, it wouldn't be all that secret!"

"Everyone, cease fire!" the man in the middle yelled over the gunfire. Everyone stopped firing their weapons and everything went silent…too silent. The view turned and looked out over the tarmac with the plane and the Specter Speeder far off in the distance. A small spot a short distance out was riddled with bullet holes and fragments where they had been firing. "Where'd they go?" he asked in a frightened tone.

He and the four soldiers began to panic amongst themselves as they looked around nervously. Unfortunately, they weren't looking up. Two spine-like tails descended behind them and stabbed two of them men through their backs before pulling them up and out of view. The three others screamed and aimed their weapons up, but two more were stabbed by the same tails and lifted out of view, leaving the man in the middle to stand alone.

"ARGH! DIE YOU UGLY MOTHER-!" he yelled with a fury as he fired his weapon straight up into the air over his head. He only stopped firing when an alien creature dropped in on top of him, knocking his gun and his radio out of his hands and pinning him to the tarmac. It stepped on his head and turned it with its foot, a cracking noise indicating that his neck had been broken.

It screeched loudly into the night over its easy victory before a second alien creature dropped down onto the tarmac in front of it and screeched in a slightly different tone. The first jumped back off the dead man's body before screeching back at its comrade. They both turned and ran through the open door to the bunker and stopped next to each other a short distance inside before they screeched in unison. They cocked their heads at what they saw before them.

Three men had blocked their entrance into the rest of the bunker; two on either side of them and one directly in front, all three of them held flamethrowers and had them aimed directly at the two creatures. "Burn in Hell," the man directly in front of them cursed in a whisper before all three of them unleashed the flames of fury onto their enemy.

The two creatures screeched and disappeared in the massive ball of flames that had accumulated between the three men. With nowhere else to escape to, the creatures ran back out through the bunker door as it began to slide shut. The three men only ceased their fire power after the thick metal door had been closed tight and locked securely.

"There, that oughta keep them out for a little while," one of the soldiers sighed with relief as he wiped sweat away from his brow.

"But sir, those things must be captured or killed," a second soldier said, still horrified from the experience. "They're too dangerous to be wandering around outside, they could kill innocent people!"

"That may be so," the first answered calmly before he looked the man right in his eyes with a stern look. "But they are trying to get inside; and these doors won't hold them back for long, they'll find a way inside."

"Well then we've gotta warn the president," the third soldier advised. "We have to get him out of here!"

The first took a moment to think this over before he nodded his head towards the back of the bunker. "Into the elevator," he advised the other two before they took off towards the back of the bunker and jumped onto the elevator car and slowly began their descent to the underground basement below.

Back outside on the roof of the bunker, the alien creatures had climbed the outside wall and were now scurrying across the roof as they looked for a way inside. Their search came to an end when they came across an air duct that jutted out. They ran on all fours to the air duct and listened intently as the echoes of another alien creature screeched from within the air duct.

They both screeched before one of them punctured the metal grating covering the entrance to the air duct and threw it aside. They both then jumped through the opening and crawled their way down inside the air duct until they came to an opening that dropped off into a long dark shaft. They dropped in and grabbed hold of several cables that were moving either up or down as the elevator they were connected to slowly descended.

They both screeched, echoing all the way to the bottom of the elevator shaft, before one of them jumped off the inside wall of the shaft and landed on the roof of the descending elevator car. From within, the three soldiers jumped when startled by the sound of something landing on the roof of the elevator.

They looked up and aimed their guns, they had swapped their flamethrowers for M16's, towards the ceiling, expecting something to come through it, but instead they were blindsided when the creature's spine-like tail punctured through the side of the car and pinned one of the soldiers against the wall of the elevator, shattering the glass on the wall and staining it red with his blood.

"YAAAH!" they all screamed in shock, but the soldier that had been stabbed was in mortal pain. The other two soldiers opened fire on the creature's tail, but it did no good when it retracted its tail and pulled the soldier with it. His screams fell silent as he was pulled through the small, razor sharp hole in the wall, bloodied torn clothing clinging to shards of metal inside the hole. "YAAAH!" the two soldiers screamed in terror and in fury as they began shooting wildly towards the ceiling.

The creature on the roof of the elevator car screeched as bullets whizzed by it. It leapt off the car and grabbed onto the inside wall of the shaft and hung there as the elevator continued its descent. The two soldiers were still firing off rounds that ascended the shaft and ricochet off the cables and walls.

The other creature crawled down the wall of the shaft until it was equal with its comrade and screeched at it. It wound up its tail and plunged it forward, the razor sharp tip slicing through each of the cables supporting the elevator. With nothing holding the elevator car, gravity took control when the cables snapped and the elevator car began a much faster descent.

"Waa!" the soldiers exclaimed as their feet lifted off the floor and they rose towards the ceiling. "ARGH!" they screamed with terror as they became pancaked to the ceiling. The view changed to the point of view from the bottom of the elevator as it rapidly approached the bottom of the shaft.

All of the scientists working in the lobby room where sent into a state of shock and panic when the elevator door exploded into a ball of flames. The metal elevator door was propelled through the air, shattering the glass separating the two rooms, sending shards of glass raining down onto dozens of petrified scientists. The two alien creatures screeched as the flames from the resulting explosion flashed below them in the background of the elevator shaft.

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A door slid to the side and President Obama was the first to enter a brightly lit white room, followed closely behind by his four secret service agents, who were followed by General Mills and the two doctors, with the five teens staggering in behind them. Danny and Danielle stood in front while Jazz and Ron continued to help a wobbly Kim stand upright, although she seemed back to her normal self otherwise.

Inside the brightly lit room, the two scientists that had accompanied Dr. Fasser in the bunker when they first arrived stood looking through a pane of glass as something was heard moving around inside hysterically. They looked up and were overjoyed to see Dr. Fasser and Dr. Bishop, not even taking notice of the others at first.

"Mr. President, you've already met Mr. Barry and Mr. Fitzgerald," Dr. Fasser said introducing them to each other as they shook hands. Mr. Barry introduced himself as the tall and lanky scientist from earlier while Mr. Fitzgerald introduced himself as the short and stubby scientist. "Now, about those specimens they brought here with them?" Dr. Fasser inquired.

"Ahh yes," Mr. Fitzgerald said with amusement. "We have them safely in captivity and we've already learned a great deal about them in the last hour," he informed his boss. "Please come," he ushered them as he and Mr. Barry led the group to the glass window. It was wide enough for almost all of them to stand side by side. The five teens were shorter so stood in front of the adults as they looked through the pane of glass.

They all jumped upon being surprised by a loud bang from the inside of the glass. The sharp tip of an alien's spine-like tail bounced off the glass before the alien rammed its head directly against the glass. It bounced back in a daze before screeching loudly. Standing upright it was the height of the average human, but it was currently slumped over on all fours and appeared shorter.

"How did it get so big so fast?" Danielle asked curiously as they began to relax.

"What do you mean?" Mr. Fitzgerald asked her.

"What do I mean!" Danielle snapped. "When we brought it here an hour ago it was a foot tall!" she yelled, motioning her hand towards the creature behind the glass. "And an hour before that it was half that size!" he added harshly.

"They grow very rapidly," Mr. Barry answered her, pushing his co-worker aside. "They shed their skin like snakes and spiders, continuously growing until they reach adult size within an hour. We believe this one to be full size when compared to the measurements of the know adults," he concluded as they all looked through the glass at the creature as it barred its teeth and growled.

"According to Dr. Bishop's notes here," Mr. Fitzgerald said as he picked up a clipboard on a nearby metal table and flipped through the pages. "This creature is the one that broke through the chest cavity of the late Professor Harry Wilson," he informed them as he read off the official forms in his hands.

Kim did a double take of the creature before asking a very intriguing question. "Where's the other one?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow of curiosity before she turned towards the four scientists. "The one that came out of me?" she rephrased her question.

"Came out of you!" Mr. Fitzgerald gasped, his eyes widening. He ran to her side and, due to his short stature, began examining the bandages wrapped tightly around her chest. "Amazing, she shows no sign of physical outwardly damage like the past victims," he observed blatantly as Kim leaned back and blushed beat red in embarrassment; she wasn't wearing a shirt or anything else supportive after all.

She wound back one of her hands and fought through the pain it caused her to smack the man away with as much force as she could muster. He fell over backwards and twitched on the ground as Kim closed her eyes and looked away from him. "Perverted old man," she grumbled. "Have some manners!" she yelled at him as Jazz and Ron came to her side to calm her down and prevent her from further stressing herself into attacking him again.

Mr. Barry picked up the clipboard and clipped the official forms back into it after Mr. Fitzgerald had dropped it upon being slapped silly by the angered teenager. "To answer your question Ms…hmm, Masters," he said, reading off the forms to find her name. "Thy majesty is kept contained in another isolation chamber," he answered her before grabbing a pull string to a white curtain to the right of the viewing window.

"Wait, thy Majesty!" Danny asked with shock and surprise. "You mean…it's a-?" he was about to ask before he was cut off.

"Yes," Mr. Barry said, interrupting him. "According to the notes, the specimen you removed from your friend here-" he said, nodding his head towards Kim, "…was a Queen," he added after a short pause. Then quite dramatically he pulled down on the curtain draw string and the curtain flew open to reveal yet another glass window behind it.

Inside the containment chamber stood the Queen Alien that had been removed from Kim. She only stood about ten feet tall but her large flat crest gave her away as a queen. She had yet to grow an ovipositor, possibly because she wasn't full size just yet. Her two main arms were held up beside her head by metal chains and shackles attached to the ceiling, as were her feet to the floor and her head by two chains to the left and right walls and her spine-like tail to the back wall. She wasn't going anywhere, not under her own power at least.

"She still has some growing to do," Mr. Barry said matter-of-factly as he stood back and folded his arms as the teens and government officials gazed inside with shock and awe. "She must be contained at all times because she is much stronger than her smaller counterpart. Her tail is powerful enough to break through the six inches of glass separating us from her. Her crest can be used like a battering ram and if she gathers enough momentum, she could topple a ten story building off its foundations, more than enough to break free from her containment room."

It was at this time that the queen looked up from the floor and realized they were looking at her. Her face emerged from its protective covering underneath her crest and she barred her silvery white teeth. From her point of view, everyone looking through the glass was slightly distorted, not from the glass, but from how she viewed the world. She didn't have eyes, so didn't see things the same as people. It suddenly tunnel visioned onto the brunette from which it grew inside of. Kim's eyes were unblinking and her mouth hung open slightly.

She recognized the girl as her previous host and reacted violently. She opened her mouth and her tongue shot out. The little mouth on the end snapped just inches from the glass, directly in Kim's face. "YAAAH!" she screamed, jumping back before turning and hiding her face in her brother's shirt as he held her in his arms.

The queen retracted her tongue and roared with a thunderous screech before she began thrashing from side to side in a desperate effort to break free. The sight of her previous host, Kim, had angered her and she was threatening to break free of her restraints. The chains clattered and the concrete and metal walls cracked under the stress as she pulled against them. Dust began to fall from the cracks in the ceiling as she thrashed more and more violently.

"Cool her off a little," Dr. Fasser ordered, not taking his eyes off the thrashing queen.

Mr. Barry complied and lifted a small door on a control panel in the wall between the two viewing windows. On the control panel were two large red buttons, each had notches indicating percentage levels between ten and one hundred percent. He turned the red button on the right to the fifty percent notch before punching it.

A loud buzzer sounded throughout the room before white smoke poured into the queen's containment chamber. She screeched and continued thrashing as she became enveloped in the white smoke. Soon she couldn't be seen anymore and the sound of her thrashing ceased; so Mr. Barry removed his hand from the button and the smoke ceased pouring into the queen's chamber.

When the smoke had finally cleared away, she had gone limp and her breathing was irradical. Her armor was now covered in a thin layer of frost, evaporating into a fine vapor. Her legs gave out and she hung from her restraints by her arms as she rested to regain her strength.

"What did you just do to her?" General Mills asked with amazement.

"Sprayed her with liquid nitrogen," Dr. Bishop answered. "They hate the cold, it makes their armor-like skin brittle."

"That would explain why they are only found in areas that have constantly warmer climates," Danielle speculated. "They hate the cold, so they are least likely to be found in colder climates."

"But…I thought they hated heat?" Danny asked. "We all know by now that they can't stand open flames," he said with a shrug of his shoulders.

"They like the warmth but not hate flames because their blood is-" Mr. Barry began to explain before he was interrupted.

"Explosive when exposed to fire, yeah, we already knew that," President Obama said with frustration. "I just wanna know that these creatures can't get out of here."

"And that when you're done researching them, you'll kill them so the threat of them escaping is diminished," Special Agent Whitmore added with the same frustration.

"We're concerned about everyone's safety because these creatures are extremely dangerous," Special Agent Sullivan said. "Just seeing how easily this one could escape if angered should be a red flag to you people."

"Perhaps," Dr. Fasser said with a grin. "But we do have these regulations in place to keep them contained for everyone's safety. The queen here is kept chained up, the glass is several inches thick and resistant to the corrosive properties of their blood and shatter resistant. The walls of the containment units are three foot thick solid steel. We are one-hundred feet below the surface and there is only one way in or out and that is through the elevator shaft. There are military trained soldiers stationed above the surface and MIB officials ready to take control of any situation that grows out of control."

"And should anything happen, we have dozens of escape pods in the main lobby ready to jettison workers to the surface as a further precaution," Mr. Barry added. "If they escape, they won't get close to the surface."

"And our research will be complete after we've studies their behavioral habits amongst each other once they have grown to their full size," Mr. Fitzgerald said, jumping back into the conversation after finally recovering from his brush with Kim. "Once our study is complete, they will certainly be put down and kept in suspended storage like the others," he reassured them.

Kim glared at the man while the four other teens exchanged awkward glances with each other. General Mills exchanged looks with President Obama who nodded as if they had just spoken telepathically. "If we have your word then we shall leave you gentlemen to your work," President Obama said with a half baked smile.

"What? So that's it?" Kim asked angrily. "We need more than just their word that they're gunna kill these things when they're through with them!" she yelled after the president as he turned to leave the room. "That thing almost killed me! What if it had been your wife?" she asked him. The question made him stop walking, but it was her next question that stuck. "What if it had been one of your daughters?" she asked, almost pleading with him.

Obama didn't say a word; he stood in place with his back towards the others. His hands tightened into fists at his side and he turned around with a burning fury in his eyes. "DR. FASSER!" he yelled angrily. Everyone jumped at his outburst, but it was the three scientists researching the two creatures that he was directing himself towards. "You've got one week to complete your studies," he declared with a growl. "If I come back here and those things aren't destroyed, I will see to it personally that all revenues and assets will be cut off to this facility and I will permanently close down Area 51," he declared before he stomped out of the room with his four secret service agents trailing right behind.

The three scientists gulped nervously before they went back to work observing the creatures and taking down notes of their observations. The five teens, Dr. Bishop and General Mills were still quite stunned at the president's warning to have this entire place closed down if they did not comply with his demands. He definitely wasn't on board with keeping those things alive at the cost of possible civilian casualties should anything go awry.

"Sir! Mr. President!" General Mills yelled as he ran at a sprint to catch up to the five men. Dr. Bishop and the five teens followed shortly after him, leaving the three other scientists to work in peace. He and the others caught up with Obama halfway down the hallway that led back to the main lobby. "Sir, you're really going through with this?" he asked as he came up besides the man. "I mean, you're gunna let those things live for awhile longer? What if something goes wrong before then?" he asked with concern.

"Yes, we agree sir, what if they break free and escape?" Special Agent Sullivan asked. "There could be an untold number of civilian casualties if they were to get to the surface," he reminded him.

"We have to let these men do their jobs," President Obama shouted, whipping around to look the man in the face, startling him and the others. "They could be the last of their species, and even if they aren't from this planet, if PETA gets word of any of this, they'll be so far up my ass…we are treading on dangerous water," he whispered cautiously so only the six men and five teens could hear him. "Animal Rights Activists would use this against me in the next election. So after this has all passed, all evidence that they were ever even alive must be eradicated."

"We'll have to make it seem like the research was done on fossils, not live specimens," Special Agent Whitmore suggested. "Otherwise, they might ask about what happened to them if no live ones are produced."

"It's probably best that we let these guys continue their work underground," President Obama suggested. "I mean, they've kept this operation of theirs a secret for years. I say, we make sure they dispose of them in a week's time, and they keep it a secret from those on the surface; no one is the wiser."

"It is what we are best at," Dr. Bishop added with a smile.

"A government cover-up, that's all this place really is in the end," Danny sighed as he and the four others passed the adults and made for the door that led back to the lobby. "I'm too tired to really care right now," he said with a huff. "It's going on midnight and Danielle needs her beauty sleep," he said with a mocking grin. Danielle glared at him angrily as they pushed the doors open.

They entered the main lobby and expected to find the same dozen people doing the exact same things they had been working on when they passed through earlier; instead they saw panic and hysteria. The glass walls at the front of the lobby had been shattered and flames around the entrance to the elevator were being extinguished. Tables and odd experiments had been knocked over and shoved aside to make room for injured people.

"What happened in here!" Jazz asked hysterically.

"The cables supporting the elevator snapped," one man off to the side answered her as he tended to a bleeding head wound a woman had suffered. "The force of the car sliding down the shaft caused the door to fly off its hinges and smashed through the glass barriers, what caused the explosion is still a mystery."

"Someone or something doesn't want us to leave," Danielle said with frustration as she and Danny exchanged glances.

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The smaller creature screeched loudly from within its containment chamber. It lunged its tail at the glass only to have it bounce right back. Unsuccessful, it lunged its whole body at the glass and hit it with its elongated head, only to bounce off once more. It proceeded to strike the glass again and again before liquid nitrogen was suddenly pumped into the room through vents in the ceiling.

It screeched in agony and appeared to settle down as the super cold liquid dispersed into the air. It stood hunched over as frost evaporated off its body. It barred its teeth and growled as Dr. Fasser stuck his face close to the glass as he intently observed the creature. "What is going on inside your head?" he asked as the creature approached the glass and they looked at each other face to face.

He moved his face to the left and the creature followed. He moved back to the right and up and the creature followed. He tilted his head like a curious dog and the creature tilted its head as well. He opened his mouth and showed his teeth, the creature opened its mouth and shot its tongue out, just shy of impacting it against the glass.

Dr. Fasser jumped back with shock after being startled by the creature's action. "Copying human actions, a typical 'monkey see, monkey do' mentality," he said as the two other men took down notes on what he said.

The creature screeched and wound up its tail as it prepared to strike the glass with it again, but Dr. Fasser reacted quickly and placed his hand over the button that would release the liquid nitrogen. He hovered his hand over the button and froze in place. The creature did the same; it lowered its tail and head and backed away from the glass viewing window in defeat.

"Fast learner," Dr. Fasser said with a wide eyed grin. "Very impressive, this one has almost the same brain capacity as the average ten year old," he said, conjuring up a precise measurement of the creature's learning capability just from observation. "A few more advanced tests and this creature could prove to be as smart as the average human."

From inside the containment chamber, the men were heard speaking, the thick glass greatly muffling their conversation far beyond the point of being comprehendible. Dr. Fasser had turned away from the glass and had focused on the other two scientists. The creature barred it teeth and snarled before it heard some sort of liquid drop to the floor behind it.

It turned around and sniffed a liquid drop on the floor before looking up to see a clear slimy liquid leaking through an air duct. The creature wound back its tail and screeched before lunging the serrated tip of its tail into the metal grating.

"The creature!" Mr. Fitzgerald shouted.

"It's escaping!" Mr. Barry shouted, continuing what his counter-part was shouting.

"WHAT!" Dr. Fasser shouted with horror as he spun around, his eyes bulging out of his head. He caught a glimpse of the creature as it forcefully pulled the air ducts grate out of the ceiling of its containment chamber. He reached out and slammed his fist down on the button to send liquid nitrogen flowing into the room, but it was too late. The super cold liquid sprayed into the room just as the creature's tail disappeared into the air duct. "This is not good," he whispered.

"I think they're SMARTER than the average adult human," Mr. Barry whispered to him.

"You two keep an eye on things," Dr. Fasser ordered them as he walked up to a cupboard and opened it. He removed several weapons and tossed some to the two men before removing an M16 and loaded it. "I'm going in after it," he declared before he dashed for the wall to the left of the viewing window.

He reached for a small hole in the wall and opened the hidden door not previously seen. He disappeared through the door and reappeared through another door on the inside of the containment chamber. He slowly made his way into the center of the chamber and turned his back towards the viewing glass and looked up into the air duct and didn't see anything in his immediate view.

While he investigated the creature's disappearance, the two scientists in the observation room silently screamed as two more of the alien creatures dropped in on them from the ceiling. They never got a chance to fire their weapons and dropped out of sight as the creatures stabbed them repeatedly with their tails. Blood splattered against the window without Dr. Fasser's knowledge.

"This isn't good guys," he said nervously. Apparently the sound system allowed his voice to be transferred to the other room, but the same couldn't be said for the other way around. "Alert MIB Security, the creature has…" he said before he paused. He had turned around to look back at the other two only to face the blood stained window and the two creatures instead. They barred their teeth and snarled at him. "…escaped," he finished what he was saying nervously.

The creatures screeched at him, revealing the miniature heads on the ends of their tongues. One stared the scientist down while the other inspected the red button on the control panel next to the window. It nudged the button with what would have been its forehead if it had any eyes. The button rotated in place and the notches lined up until it indicated that it was cranked up to one-hundred percent power.

"I was mistaken," Dr. Fasser said with more amazement than fear or terror. "They are very fast learners. Certainly capable of the same brain wave functions as the average adult human," he said with fascination. He looked from the creature that was staring him down to the one that was observing the glowing red button on the control panel. "Uhh oh," he said with fear once more.

The creature looked up from the button and snarled at him before looking back at the button. It opened its mouth and its tongue began to quiver. The other creature that was staring him down screeched as the doctor began to fear for his life.

"No, NO," he said, his fear growing stronger with each passing second. The creature fired its tongue out like a rocket, striking the button, sounding off a loud buzzer. "NOOOOO!" Dr. Fasser screamed as he looked back up towards the hole in the air duct. The containment chamber was suddenly filled wall to wall with a dense white fog.

Ice built up on the inside of the window and it could be heard cracking as the fog slowly dissipated to reveal that the entire chamber had been covered in a fine layer of frost. Dr. Fasser stood poised in the center of the chamber just below the hole in the air duct. His entire body had been frozen solid; he had been turned into an ice sculpture covered in a fine white frost. His body creaked and cracked as the solidification process finished its work.

Frozen stiff and pretty much dead as it was, he was incapable of reacting as the creature that had escaped through the air duct showed its ugly face in the hole and screeched at the frozen man. Its tail appeared over its head before it plunged it down through the hole and impaled Dr. Fasser through his head and straight through to the floor. The force of the blow was enough to shatter the man into millions and millions of un-recognizable pieces that clattered to the floor like broken shards of glass and ice that glistened like the sun off newly fallen snow.

The three creatures screeched before the one that had been in captivity fled back into the air duct while the two that had broke in went to the other observation window and tilted their heads upon seeing their beloved queen in such peril. They screeched but she didn't respond, she hung from her chains without movement. They both charged and rammed the glass with their heads only to bounce back.

The queen had heard them bounce off the glass and looked up as they prepared to attack the glass again. She screeched loudly and the two creatures halted their attack. They looked at each other before they raised their tails and struck the glass with the serrated tips, only to have them bounce back as well. The queen screeched again and they lowered their tails in defeat.

One stepped aside while the other stepped up to the plate. It opened its mouth and shot a spray of its corrosive acidic blood at the window. It sizzled away until nothing remained of the yellow ooze; but not a scratch, dent, burn mark or anything remained on the glass. It still shined as new as when it was installed.

The queen screeched at them again and the two creatures screeched in response. The queen suddenly began thrashing, pulling on all the chains that held her in place. The chains creaked and the walls cracked again slightly, dust fell from the ceiling, but she had to give up, it was a losing battle, she would never get free under her own power.

Suddenly, the air duct covering to her chamber fell to the floor and the other captive alien creature dropped in beside the queen. Nearly half her size, it screeched before using its tail to strike at the chains shackled to her majesties tail. With it free she was able to strike at the rest of her bindings freely. She broke away the chains to her arms, legs and head, but the metal shackles remained, at least they didn't impede her movements.

The two creatures in the observation room jumped back away from the glass window as the queen rammed it with enough force to shatter the several inches of reinforced glass. The wall exploded as twisted metal and rock flew about the room. The third smaller creature appeared at her feet and looked up at her as she underwent a transformation.

The crest on her head split open down the middle and the resulting crack spread down the rest of her body. Her outer layer fell away as she shed her skin and suddenly grew into her new armor, increasing her size so that she had to slouch over to stand in the room. Her new size was too much for the shackles and they broke free, clattering to the floor. She had nearly doubled in size upon shedding her skin and was ready to make the rest of her escape.

She smashed her head into the ceiling, knocking loose brick and stone that rained down on the other three who had to duck, jump and dive to avoid being hit with debris. The three smaller creatures ran towards the point of view of the readers and disappeared from view as the queen smashed her head into a large cabinet, tipping it over in the process. She screeched loudly as she charged for the readers and appeared to eat them.

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Back in the lobby; Danny, Danielle and Ron helped others shift rubble around so they could gain access to the elevator shaft. Many of the people that had been injured were sitting off to the side while the stronger people went about carrying the rubble away. Jazz comforted Kim as they sat off to the side as well while the others worked.

They looked up as General Mills walked by with a large rock in hand, they turned their heads and watched at President Obama and his four secret service agents aided in the effort as well. "So, how did you know that speaking about the death of a loved one would get through to him?" Jazz asked, concerning what Kim had said to convince the president that the creatures must be destroyed.

"Because that's what happened to me," Kim answered sorrowfully after a few moments.

Jazz was stunned by this. She jumped back and went wide eyed before she became curious. "Who did you lose?" she asked, wondering who on Earth she could have been referencing.

"His name was Robert," Kim answered as a tear escaped one of her eyes; she even managed to crack a smile. "He was such a sweet heart; he flirted with me and I knew he liked me. We agreed that we'd date, but only after we got back to the states," she explained as she looked up into Jazz' eyes. She started to tear up and looked down in sorrow. "He was killed with everyone else," she croaked.

"Ohh," Jazz sighed sadly. She took a seat next to her friend and draped her arm across Kim's soldiers. "I'm so sorry."

Kim took another moment for herself before she sniffled. "He was the first boy I've loved since my ex back in California dumped me a few years ago," she croaked, her eyes were bloodshot and tears had stained her face. "They took him away from me, and I want those things to be killed," she growled angrily. "If they aren't disposed of in a week's time; I'll come back and do it myself!" she declared ferociously before she grabbed for her chest and began breathing heavily.

"Ok, I understand your feeling bad," Jazz said to comfort her. "But your anger is only causing you more pain."

"I think…the medication…is wearing off," she wheezed.

"Crud, your meds are back on the plane," Jazz grumbled. She looked up at her siblings as they continued to shift rubble. "Think you guys can work any faster!" she yelled at them. "We need to get back to the plane; Kim's medication is starting to wear off."

"Hey, we're working as fast as we can," Ron complained as he tossed a rock out of the way.

"It won't be much longer as long as nothing distracts us," Danielle huffed as she tossed aside a rock. Suddenly a blaring alarm began sounding; everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up as a red light began flashing. "Like that," she grumbled due to the irony.

The entire room looked up and gasped when gunshots were heard being fired beyond the closed doorway at the end of the lobby. Several people began to panic and ran for several holes in the walls where single seats sat in open tubes that extended from the floor up through the ceiling. Several people ran for these seats and made their escape through the pods, being shot to safety through the escape route.

A woman was heard screaming before she ran through the back door that led into the hallway. She was suddenly lifted off her feet and into the air as the sharp tip of a creature's tail protruded through her chest. She was smashed face first into the floor as the creature entered the room and stepped on her back before removing its tail.

The creature screeched as the view zoomed in on President Obama's face from across the room. His eyes were wide and he was trembling with fear. "Take it down!" he yelled as his thoughts came back to reality.

Danny and Danielle changed into their ghost forms and both grabbed a large rock and heaved it across the length of the room. It bounced across the floor before crashing into the creature, rolling over it and forcing it back through the doorway and into the hall where it got on all fours whilst balancing the large rock with its tail.

It screeched before flexing its tail, tossing the rock back into the lobby. It exploded through the top of the door, sending smaller rocks scattering in all directions. The rock flew through the air but the Phantom siblings reacted by mirroring each other's moves and fired twin ecto-plasmic energy blasts at the rock causing it to explode into dust before it reached them.

Before the smoke and dust had time to clear, the Phantom siblings flew through it and caught the creature off guard. They sped through the doorway to the hallway and attacked the creature. Dani gave the creature an uppercut, punching it in the bottom of the jaw, leaving the front of its body vulnerable. Danny took this opportunity to kick the creature further down the hall.

It rolled over and over before using its tail to balance itself out. It screeched at them as they stood in a battle ready stance. "How did this guy get free?" Danny asked.

"That's a good question," Dani responded. "They were too focused on the one creature that they almost didn't have time to react when the two other creatures dropped in on either side of them and struck at them with their tails. The serrated tips scrapped against them, cutting through their suits and impacting the floor, luckily they came away unharmed. "WHA!" she screamed as she and Danny turned so they were back to back.

"Guess that answers my good question," Danny said frightfully. They had been surrounded on three sides by the creatures. They snarled amongst one another as if deciding which of them would attack. "Where'd the other two come from?" he asked.

"Another good question," Dani responded fearfully.

A clanking noise caught their attention. They looked down to see a metal cylinder, a flash grenade, sitting at their feet. The creatures screeched and raised their tails as they prepared to attack the ghostly teens. Danny and Dani jumped into the air, spun around and raised their legs before pushing off each other's feet.

They sprung up and over the two creatures at their sides as all three creatures attacked the ground where the teens once stood. This set off the flash grenade, blinding all three of them. The creatures screeched in retaliation to the sudden explosion. This was the distraction that they needed.

Danny and Dani had flipped over their enemy and grabbed onto their tails after they had been retracted. They used all their strength and spun the creatures through the air, dragging them across the floor and walls before they threw the two creatures into the third, sending all three of them crashing into a heap down the hall. They stood in ready stances against the walls of the hall as General Mills ran through the door to the lobby with M16 in hand.

"EAT HOT LEAD!" he yelled as he turned off the safety to his gun and opened fire on the creatures. They screeched in agony as they frantically searched for an escape. They tore the grating off the above air ducts and disappeared inside. General Mills ceased fire and lowered his weapon. "They're using the ventilation system," he growled. "Could be how the one escaped," he figured.

"Yeah, I noticed the ventilation system in the containment unit earlier," Danny confirmed.

"And how the others got inside," Dani inferred. "We've gotta warn the others and get out of here," she advised them.

They turned and went back into the lobby where all the scientists had made their escapes in the escape pods. Only one pod remained and there were several others that hadn't escaped; Jazz, Kim and Ron, President Obama and his four secret service agents as well as Dr. Bishop. One of the secret service agents that went un-named was inside the pod trying to figure out how it worked. Getting the president out was of high priority. Ron was working with Special Agents Sullivan and Whitmore to clear away the rest of the rubble by the elevator.

"They're using the ventilation system to move around," General Mills shouted as he and the Phantom siblings ran back into the room. He looked around and realized everyone else was gone. "Are we the only ones left?" he asked with concern.

"Yes, and only one escape pod left," Dr. Bishop answered him as he overlooked the repairs of the last escape pod. "I'm actually starting to see why you people want those things dead so badly," he admitted.

"If they're smart enough to use the ventilation system to escape from the containment room, then there is no telling just how well they'll find their way to the surface," Jazz said with concern.

"We've gotta beat them to the surface," Ron warned them. "And we've only got one escape pod left," he reminded them as he motioned his hands towards the pod as the second un-named secret service agent stuck his head in to lend a hand.

This would prove to be the end for them when one of the creatures was heard screeching. They looked up just as the razor sharp end of the creature's tail broke though the metal roof of the pod. It penetrated through one man's back and went through the other man's stomach. They screamed in pain before they were both pulled up through the roof of the pod. Their screams vanished and everything went silent as everyone else looked on in horror.

"And now there are no pods," Ron re-spoke his last statement.

"We'll get everyone out through the elevator shaft!" Danny yelled as he pointed his thumb over his shoulder at the entrance to the elevator. "We'll just phase through the mess," he turned to run in the direction of the elevator and stopped in his tracks. "If I weren't a 'C' student I would have thought of that half an hour ago," he said to himself as he palmed his face.

"If we hadn't been so distracted I might have thought of that half an hour ago," Dani growled angrily more to herself.

When they all got to what remained of the elevator, Dani grabbed onto Jazz, Ron and Kim; the former two having to help Kim who was having trouble walking due to growing chest pain; and phased the three of them and herself through the rubble and into the elevator shaft. Danny looked back at Dr. Bishop as President Obama, General Mills and Special Agents Sullivan and Whitmore gathered near him. "You aren't coming?" he asked the scientist.

"No," Dr. Bishop said. "While you're escaping, I'm gunna do what I can to make sure those things don't reach the surface," he explained. "They found their way in here; they'll find their way out if they aren't stopped."

"And you can stop them?" Special Agent Whitmore asked him.

"Yes," he responded. "This facility is compromised; it must be destroyed to prevent future incidents like this from happening. If I survive their attack, then I can blow this entire place to kingdom come just as you're escaping on the plane."

"You're an honorable man Frank," President Obama said. General Mills tossed him a hand gun that had been holstered on his thigh. "I hope your sacrifice isn't in vain, good luck." He turned towards Danny who phased all four of them through the rubble.

Dr. Bishop bid them farewell before getting his gun ready. He slowly made his way into the hall, constantly looking over his shoulder to make sure none of the creatures were following him. He made his way around a corner and disappeared from sight.

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Dani flew up the elevator shaft with such speed; she almost lost her grip on her payload. She phased the three college teens through the top of the shaft as Danny came up behind her. Before he could reach the top though, one of the creatures appeared above them, coming out of an air duct. It leapt at them, catching Danny by surprise. He made himself and the four adults intangible just as they sped past the creature. It screeched up at them as they phased through the top of the shaft. It fell silent and crawled back into the air duct from hence it came.

Danny phased them all through the roof of the bunker and landed them on the tarmac near where Dani had landed. "Ok, now we just gotta get back to the plane," Danny sighed. He looked around and found that the plane was a few hundred yards down the tarmac and the Specter Speeder was only about a hundred feet away. Dani and the others were already headed for it so he figured he'd better join them. "Will you guys be able to take off on your own?" he asked the adults.

General Mills removed his cameo jacket and tossed it to the ground after it had been slashed through when the creature attacked them in the shaft, luckily it hadn't harmed him. "That was way too close," he said with disbelief. He looked over at President Obama as he held his hand to his chest. "Sir?" he asked.

Obama removed his hand to reveal that he had a long scratch stretching along the length of his chest, ranging diagonally from his left shoulder to his right side. "I'll be fine," he reassured his men. "It's just a surface scratch," he said as the wound stung him.

They turned and looked back at the bunker upon hearing the noise of metal being torn to shreds. On the roof were two of the creatures after they had torn the metal air ducts to escape. They screeched and leapt off the bunker and charged the men. "You'll never make it to the plane," Danny said as he put himself between the charging creatures and the men. "Follow the others to the Specter Speeder," he ordered them.

He took off, charging the creatures. The men retreated to the safety of the Specter Speeder just as the others were helping Kim into it. They looked back as Danny fought against the creatures. He occasionally went intangible to avoid being stabbed by their tails, landed multiple energized punches and kicks and even managed to grab one by the tail and swung it into the other.

He flew back to the Specter Speeder while the two creatures pulled themselves together. He touched down next to the Specter Speeder where General Mills and Special Agents Sullivan and Whitmore stood guard at the door to the flying vehicle. "Why haven't you taken off yet?" he asked them. "I can fly to catch up," he reminded them.

Inside the Specter Speeder, Jazz was turning over the vehicle's engine in a constant effort to start it, but to no avail. Ron sat on her right and Dani looked over her left shoulder before it sputtered once or twice before dying altogether. A quick shot of the fuel gauge showed the needle twitching over the 'E' before it ceased movement and dropped. The vehicle sputtered once more before the engine died.

The three teens exchanged nervous expressions when the engine wouldn't start. "Ugh, I think an empty fuel tank may be weighing us down," Dani said nervously to answer Danny's question as to why they haven't taken off yet.

"Where are we supposed to find a new power source?" President Obama asked. "Shouldn't your men have refueled the tank after they fixed this thing?" he asked General Mills ferociously.

"Yes, they should have," General Mills responded nervously. "They must have been ambushed and killed off by the creatures before they could refuel the tank," he figured.

"Isn't there a way to power this thing without fuel?" Ron asked. "I mean, wouldn't your parents build in a back up feature that allowed it to run on ghost energy or something?"

"You'd think, but our dad isn't really all that smart," Jazz sighed. "But if we found a powerful enough electrical power source, we might be able hotwire this thing."

"Wait!" Danny shouted with excitement. "They have that rock of ecto-ranium that's powering the entire base," he reminded them. "We might be able to hook that up to the Speeder."

"I have an engineering degree," Special Agent Whitmore informed them. "If we get our hands on it then I can secure it to the engine."

"Only one problem with that," Kim growled through her chest pain. "They are the only ones that can go back to get it!" she reminded them, pointing at Danny and Dani. "And to make things worse, they can't touch it in ghost or human form."

From outside the vehicle, the two creatures finally caught up with them. They screeched at them as Danny and Dani jumped between them all and prepared to defend their friends. The creatures suddenly began to back down and slunk away shamefully. "That's right, fear us!" Dani yelled at them.

"What are you, the Box Ghost?" Danny scolded her.

Back underground, the third smaller creature appeared in the hall outside the lobby and screeched down the hall as the view panned away from it. The queen's crest appeared before she turned her head and looked towards the ceiling.

Back aboveground, the ground shook suddenly. Everyone took supportive stances as the ground shook beneath their feet every few seconds. "What the hell is going on!" Special Agent Sullivan yelled in shock. The ground shook again, this time with enough force to send a crack shooting down the tarmac.

They looked over the tarmac in search of the large crack's origin and realized it came from a large bump in the tarmac next to the military plan they arrived in. As the bump grew, the military plane slowly began to roll away. More cracks spread away from the bump before the tarmac exploded. A massive spine-like tail protruded from the top of the bump in the tarmac, sending large chunks of rock and rubble in all directions. The tail disappeared below ground before the rest of the tarmac bump exploded as the queen forced her way up through the ground.

Her arms came up and she pulled herself from the hole she had created. She climbed out of the hole in the tarmac and growled at the group who were standing terrified several hundred feet away. She screeched at them before she charged them.

Thinking quickly, Danny reached into the Specter Speeder and lifted the back seat before pulling out a pair of metallic gloves and tossed them to Dani. "Use the Ghost Gauntlets to get the ecto-ranium!" he ordered her. "I'll buy us some time by keeping that thing busy."

The two secret agents jumped into the specter speeder before Danny put his foot on the outside and pushed it away just as the serrated tip of the queen's tail smashed into the ground where it once sat. Dani flew off in one direction to fly around to the hole the creature made in the tarmac while Danny flew up to confront the queen.

Noticing that she was bigger than when he saw her in her containment chamber, he decided to mock her. "I've noticed you've gained a little weight your majesty," he punned concerning her recent growth spurt. She screeched at him, her breath forcing Danny to float backwards. "Whoa, two words; breathe mints," he said as he held up two fingers in the form of a sign of peace.

The queen screeched again before she brought back her arm and swung at him. He flew out of the way, dodging her attack before she swung her tail at him. He ducked his head as the queen's tail sailed over him, he then flew to the side again as she swiped at him again. He brought his hands over his head and energized them before firing a powerful beam of energy directly into the armored plating covering her chest.

She screeched and seemed to fall over backwards before she moved one of her feet back and stabilized herself. Danny charged her and landed a powerful kick to her armored chest before bringing an energized fist up into her chin, snapping her mouth shut before she stumbled backwards again.

Before she could attack after recovering, Danny formed a pulsating ball of energy the size of a beach ball. "Batter up," he said with a grin as he grabbed onto it and rotated his arm around at his shoulder until his arm and the energy he held formed a fast spinning disk. "And the pitch is…!" he yelled with a grin after chucking the ball of energy at her.

The queen screeched and swung her tail in an upward motion, the serrated tip making contact with the energy ball. With enough force exerted, she sliced right through the energy ball, splitting it in half and sending each half flying around her. The halves of energy sailed around her and exploded on impact with the tarmac hundreds of feet behind her.

She screeched at Danny and he drew back in shock. "…not very good," he said, finished what he was saying moments before. He had been expecting a different result other than what happened. He flew side to side, dodging more of her strikes before she charged and hit him with the side of her large crest. He crashed into the ground and skidded to a halt. He leaned up and rubbed the back of his neck. "Hurry up Dani!" he yelled across the tarmac. "I can't keep this up forever you know!"

"Hey, don't rush me!" she yelled back to him as she flew across the tarmac away from the battle site, the ghost gauntlets attached to the back of her pants. "I'm working on it!" She landed next to the hole the queen made when she came up through the ground. She looked down through the hole and realized she was directly over the underground hanger the alien ship was in. "This will certainly make things easier," she said with a grin. She looked up from the hole at the two creatures that followed them to the surface. They were barring their teeth at her as slime dripped from their mouths. "But that won't," she sighed with frustration.

She pushed herself off the ground just as one of the creatures jumped across the hole to attack. She brought up one of her legs and kicked the creature in the jaw sending it crashing back into the ground next to the other creature. The second creature screeched back leaping over the hole at her. She floated in place and waited for the creature to come to her. She brought her leg up in a stretch kick, nailing the creature in the chin.

She flipped upside down and pushed herself off the creature's chest with her feet, propelling herself down into the underground hanger. She flew around the large ship and went towards the front where the balcony was that they were on earlier. "This is a piece of cake," she cheered to herself. A look of panic spread across her face as she came to a complete halt in mid flight. "Make that FRUIT CAKE!" she shouted with horror.

She came to a halt because the third smaller creature was on the balcony. When she came to a halt, it screeched and leapt through the air at her. It attacked her, crashing into her and sending them both smashing through the glass windshield of the ship which had been camouflaged to look like metal.

She crashed into a metallic seat that was covered in the same hardened acrylic that covered the walls and floor; the creature flew over her and crashed into the floor across the room. She looked down at the seat and cocked an eyebrow with delight. "You know, for terrifying aliens, they certainly know how to relax," she said surprising herself.

The creature that attacked her screeched, catching her attention. She looked over her shoulder at the creature and yelped as she jumped out of the seat. The creature lunged its tail at her and sunk it through the back of the acrylic seat as she pulled an acrobatic move and lifted her entire body up and over the seat with her hands. When the creature retracted its tail, pulling the seat with it, she flipped upright and floated in the air.

As it tossed the seat away; it crashed into the wall and shattered on impact; Dani formed an energy ball and blasted the creature directly in the chest, sending it flying back into the far wall. The green mist evaporated from her hands shortly before the other two creatures attacked. Their tails punctured through the roof and created a hole large enough for them to drop through.

They landed on the hardened acrylic floor on either side of her and screeched. "Oh, this is just too easy," she said with a wicked sneer. As they leapt at her, she raised her legs in a split and kicked them away before the first attacked her again. "ARGH!" she yelled out her battle cry as she charged the creature and punched it in the gut with both hands folded into fists.

The force of her impacting it sent it crashing through the wall, sending dust and other debris flying. She didn't follow it through the wall and instead hung back and descended to the floor to catch a breather, but she never got it. The two newer intruders appeared behind her, she heard them growling and turned to face them just as the one she just sent crashing through the wall came up so that they had her surrounded.

She looked from one to the other as they snarled amongst themselves, possibly discussing in their language which one was going to attack first. One snapped at her and she jumped back only to be snapped at by another.

"My attacks only bounce off these guys," she said nervously to herself. "I need something that can hurt them more than just energized punches." After one of the creatures snapped at her again, her hands went to her back and fell on the ghost gauntlets hanging from a loop on her pants. "Thank you Mom and Dad," she said with a grin.

She removed the gauntlets from her back and slipped them over her hands. She flexed her fingers within the gloves and infused them with energy. They sparked to life as electricity coursed through the metal gloves developed by her clumsy father. As they surged with power, they soon changed when rings of white light appeared around them and changed their appearance. The glove on her right hand became black while the one on her left became white; the same colors as the gloves of her suit.

"Ohh, this is gunna be good," she said with a wicked grin. One of the creatures screeched before jumping at her with its mouth open. Dani swung her arm and nailed the creature with the ghost gauntlet with enough force to send it flying backwards and crashing through the windshield where it rolled to a stop on the balcony.

She snickered and barred her teeth with a wide grin as she glanced over her shoulder at the other two creatures as they snarled at her. She turned around and powered up the gauntlets with her own energy. She fired a blue beam of energy that hit one creature into the other and sent them crashing through the wall.

The creature out on the balcony was just coming too before it was picked up by its tail and swung in circles before Dani let it go, sending it flying over the edge of the balcony. It flew over the edge and crashed into one of the large struts holding the giant ship off the floor. The metal brackets keeping it in place crumpled and the spacecraft fell forwards.

The two creatures that had been inside the ship still, jumped out through the hole in the windshield and landed on the balcony before proceeding to attack the ghost girl, but the front of the spacecraft rammed into the edge of the balcony. Cracks spread outwards and the whole thing began to fall to pieces. Dani hovered into the air as the entire balcony collapsed beneath her. The two creatures screeched as they plummeted towards the floor far below with the ship and the rest of the debris.

Dani soon descended after them and found all three lying near each other. The two on either side shook off the fall and growled up at Dani before they looked back at their companion in the middle. It got up, but its tail had been pinned to the floor by the large ship; it was unable to move with its tail trapped. It screeched at Dani as she began to snicker.

"Well doesn't look like you're going anywhere," she teased them as she ascended beyond their reach. "The ladder was the only way back up, so unless you've learned to fly…" she began to say before the two creatures that hadn't been pinned jumped onto the wall and began to climb. The creature that had been trapped was freed when it pulled away and half of its tail broke off. It spurted acid all over the floor and the ship, melting them away. It leapt onto the wall and followed its comrades as they climbed the wall towards the ghost girl. "…or climb," she sighed with disappointment, mainly at herself.

She flew back up and through the open doorway that led into the alien display gallery. She flew passed all of the display tanks and went straight for the glowing green rock on the pedestal in the middle of the room. She landed next to the pedestal and took several deep breathes as she contemplated how she was going to go about removing the anti-ghost space rock.

With the safety of the ghost gauntlets protecting her from being shocked, she grabbed the stone and pulled on it but it wouldn't budge. "Well, it doesn't hurt me, so that's good," she said with relief. "The question now is, how am I gunna get this thing back to the surface without taking the whole thing with me?" she contemplated.

She flew backwards several feet and built up an energy charge in her hands, the blue glow thanks to a slight enhancement brought on by the gauntlets. She blasted a powerful ray of blue energy at the pedestal that became absorbed by the chunk of ecto-ranium before it was reflected back at her.

"Huh?" she questioned, her eyes widening with shock. "WHAA!" she yelled as she jumped into the air and did a split to avoid being hit by her own blast. "Phew!" she sighed with relief as she wiped sweat away from her brow. "That was too close," she said with a relieved grin.

The sound of the creatures growling behind her wiped away any relief she felt. She turned around nervously and found that the three creatures had caught up with her. The one that had lost most of its tail and another were standing, snarling at her with their teeth barred. The third had been hit by her blast and was blown backwards into a display tank, shattering glass and spilling its contents all over the floor.

The creature with its tail still intact whipped its tail at the ghost girl but missed when she flew to the side. The serrated tip of its tail impacted the pedestal the ecto-ranium rock was on. It punctured the metal pedestal and an electrical storm followed. Electricity flowed from the pedestal, through the creature's tail and electrocuted it.

The creature screeched as bolts of electricity coursed through and around it in large arcs. The tailless creature jumped aside and watched helplessly as its companion was suddenly blown backwards and crashed through another display tank, shattering the glass and spilling its contents all over the floor.

The pedestal continued to course with electricity as loose wires protruded through the mangled hole made by the creature's tail. With many of the wires now broken from within, Dani was more easily able to grab hold of the ecto-ranium and pulled it free from its pedestal; nearly a foot and a half of wires trailing behind it. She held it up with one gauntleted hand and snickered.

She looked up from her prize as the tailless creature snarled at her, the other two starting to recover by getting to their feet after crashing through the display cases. It charged at her, but she dodged by jumping into the air and landed on its head. She stomped it into the floor and hoped over it and hovered in the air behind it.

"Hey, Stumpy," she mocked it, her name for it being derived from the stump it now sported for a tail. "I thank you and your friends for this," she said as she indicated the ecto-ranium in hand with a tilt of the head. She turned in the air and with a boost of energy from her feet, she rocketed herself towards the exit with a trail of green smoke in her wake.

Stumpy and one of the other creatures screeched before they gave chase to the ghost girl, but the third stayed behind and looked towards the chamber that held the adult aliens and the ghost portal where someone was heard working on something.

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"YAAAAH!" everyone in the Specter Speeder screamed in terror. The Queen alien was leaning down and looking at them through the windshield. From her point of view, she tunnel visioned onto Kim and screeched wildly before she was silenced as Danny dropped in from above and stomped her into the tarmac.

"Hey your Majesty," he growled. "Our royal session hasn't been concluded yet," he said as if she could understand him. His phantom suit had already been damaged from earlier, but by now he was starting to look like he'd been through a meat grinder. Thankfully he was still able to put up a descent enough fight to keep the creature away from the others.

He flew up and over her and fled away, turning her attention from the others in the specter speeder. She screeched and gave chase, her feet tearing up chunks of tarmac with every step.

Danny turned in mid flight, slowing down only to fire an ecto-plasmic energy ray at his pursuer. She lowered her head and the beam of energy impacted her large crest, dissipating into a cloud of green smoke without so much as harming her. She continued charging towards him with her head lowered. Shocked disbelief coursed though him before she slammed into him, her crest impacting him and sending him flying across the tarmac. He skipped and rolled before coming to a skidding stop.

He rolled over and wiped blood away from his mouth as he looked up at his attacker as she charged him once more. "Dani better hurry," he grunted to himself. The queen screeched at him as she drew close enough to him to strike him with her tail. "Whoa!" he shouted as he rolled from side to side as the serrated tip penetrated tarmac where he had been laying had he not been rolling to dodge her attack. He rolled into one position and looked up, reacting to her attack by spreading his legs as the queen's tail struck between them. "Alright your majesty, I get your point," he punned, although that didn't make the situation any less terrifying.

He jumped to his feet when she retracted his tail and went to fly away, but she struck him with her tail as he fled. The serrated tip appeared to plunge through his back as he was slammed into the ground. He cringed as he lay on the tarmac, scared to think that he had just been killed, but he felt no pain, instead a tingling sensation at his mid section.

He looked down at his waist where the queen's tail was still protruding up from, but his waist had become transparent. She had struck him through his belt, where whenever something hit him there it would pass right through harmlessly. He rolled to the side and looked down at his waist from the front and sighed with relief, wiping sweat away from his brow.

His relief was short lived; he cringed as the queen screeched again and swung her tail at him. He put up his arms to shield himself from her attack. He had closed his eyes tight and didn't see what happened. A loud BANG and the sound of glass cracking sounded around him. He opened his eyes to find Dani standing over him.

She had her arms raised over her head, the ghost gauntlets and the chunk of ecto-ranium gone, possibly dropped off at the specter speeder. A green energy barrier had been put up around them, cracking when the alien queen's tail slammed on top of it. The queen retracted her tail and Dani lowered her arms, letting the energy shield dissipate.

"Bout time you got back," Danny growled, but with a half smile as he leaned up on his elbows. "Did you get the rock?" he asked her.

"It's being fixed to the Speeder as we speak," she informed him. She looked up at the queen as she snarled at the newcomer. She screeched loudly, only to have Dani snicker. "You call that a screech?" she mocked the giant monster. "Try this on for size Queen Elizabeth!"

She leaned her head back and took in a deep breath as she gathered energy in the back of her throat. When she leaned forward, the energy she had gathered forced its way up through her vocal cords. She exhaled and unleashed her Ghostly Screech. Danny covered his ears to protect himself from the high velocity sound waves being emitted from his sister, but it wasn't being aimed at him so he didn't receive the full blow.

The alien queen ducked her head and screeched as she was overwhelmed by the ghostly screech. She herself screeched before the sound waves overpowered her and she was forced off her feet. She was carried by the energized sound waves and slammed into the military aircraft. The plane crumpled and collapsed under the creature's weight, falling to the tarmac in a heap of twisted metal.

Unable to hold out her Ghostly Screech for as long as Danny's Ghostly wail, Dani was forced to power down as she ran out of power. A ring of blue light appeared around her waist and split. She remained in her ghost form, but her hair turned black and her eyes changed from neon green to baby blue. The shrieking sound waves dissipated and everything went silent.

Dani wobbled on her feet as stars twirled around her head. "Whoa," she said as she stumbled. She fell back and was caught under her arms by Danny now back on his feet. "I'm getting better at remaining in my ghost form when I do that," she said with a tired groan.

They looked up as the queen began to recover from the attack. She shoved large pieces of twisted metal aside as she wobbled to her feet. "Let's worry about getting home before that thing comes after us again," Danny suggested.

He put one of her arms across his shoulders and flew her the short distance to the speeder where Special Agent Whitmore was currently using a large wrench to tighten a bolt that would secure the chunk of ecto-ranium to the engine in the back of the flying vehicle. Many of the wires had been secured to several other wires, connecting the alien power source to the engine.

Inside the speeder, Jazz was busy wiping sweat from Kim's face in the back seat while Ron was busy trying to start the vehicle. Finally the vehicle rumbled to life, the lights kicked on and the entire vehicle began to hover a foot above the ground.

"Sir, are we really just gunna leave these things?" Special Agent Sullivan asked President Obama as he tended to the wound across his chest.

"We'll call in the national guard, the US Army, whomever it takes to kill those things before they reproduce," Obama said. "Danny and Danielle may have to come back," he said as Danny helped a weakened Dani into her seat. To reserve energy they had both changed back into the human forms. "These things must be killed before daylight," he declared. "As soon as we get back to Washington, we'll call it in."

"Washington is too far," Ron shouted as he prepared the vehicle for takeoff. "Amity Park is much closer, you can call it in from there," he said as he pushed a button on the dash board. The rockets exploded and shot out flames that shot them across the tarmac towards the alien queen.

She screeched at them and charged the flying vehicle. Ron pulled back on the steering levers and they soared skyward. The alien queen lowered her head as they buzzed over her. She spun on her feet near the hole in the tarmac as Stumpy and another creature emerged onto the tarmac. The three of them screeched before the scene switched back underground as their screeches echoed away.

Dr. Bishop typed rapidly away on a keyboard; he looked up from his tireless work at the giant arch portal as it began to spark to life. "Another minute and it'll be ready," he said to himself. He continued to work for a few more seconds preparing the portal for what he had in mind. He stopped when he heard something behind him. He turned around and found himself only a few yards from the creature that remained behind.

He jumped with shock and terror; turning back to his work, he began typing twice as fast as he had been. The creature screeched as it wound back its tail and sprang it towards the hard working scientist. The serrated tip cut through the air and dug deep through the scientist's back and emerged through his chest, pinning him to his work station.

"ARGH!" he yelled in pain. His breathing suddenly became labored and he spat up blood and spit with every breath. He looked up at the arch portal and focused in on the ancient filtrater on the side before eyeing a big red button on the control panel he was pinned too. He smirked before the bony fingers of the creature wrapped themselves around his head. The creature hissed as it opened its mouth near his head. "Go to Hell," he groaned.

He lifted his arm and dropped his palm on the big red button just as the creature snapped its tongue into his head, killing him. It tossed his body aside and looked up at the arch portal as it suddenly sprang to life. Green gas swirled within the large arch, extending out and over the room for several yards before the swirling gas was sucked back into the arch.

A siren began blaring as the green gas began swirling in the opposite direction and changed colors from green to blood red. The entire structure began coursing with electricity; the filtrater on the side of the portal exploded and the entire room began to shake. The creature cocked its head before the entire room filled with a bright light.

Back on the surface, the queen and the two smaller creatures sprinted across the tarmac as they followed the smoke trail left behind from the fleeing Specter Speeder. They didn't get far though because the tarmac began to crumble beneath their feet. They managed to reach the end of the tarmac and leapt onto solid ground before a bright explosion converged around them. They screeched as they disappeared in the bright light.

The fleeing Specter Speeder shook wildly as Ron tried to keep it steady, his firm grip on the steering levers just barely able to keep them flying straight as the shockwaves of the explosion tried to bring them down. Everyone gripped onto their seats tightly as the turbulence bounced them in their seats.

Finally the speeder stopped shaking and they were able to look back and see what had happened, they were all shocked to find themselves fleeing from another giant fire ball. "We're not responsible for this one," General Mills said with wide eyes as he shook his head from side to side.

"Dr. Bishop," Danielle reminded them. "He said he had a plan to stop them," she reminded them.

"The arch portal," Danny spoke up. "If that thing is as old as they say it is, the filtrater may not have been swapped out for a new one," he figured.

"If he knew that, then he could have set the portal to explode with enough force to blow up the entire base, killing all four of those things in the explosion," Jazz specified.

"Let's hope it worked," President Obama sighed with relief as he settled back into his seat.

As the speeder fled, the giant fire ball from the explosion rose high into the air, forming into a giant mushroom cloud with a ring of fire circling around the stalk.

The sound of fire crackled in the background as flames rose over large boulders. Several pieces of tarmac shifted around before being tossed aside by Stumpy and its companion. They jumped aside as the ground shook and the queen emerged from a hole in the ground. They had survived the explosion. They all screeched before the queen appeared to eat entire view, blacking out the entire scene.