Chapter 4:

When Sunday finally approached, Danny was more than tired. Every night he would encounter some ghostly villain or another, who was trying to vanquish him. Though these ghost were easy to get rid off, it was still exhausting since there would be at least three or four visits a night. Why there was a sudden spike in ghost sightings around his neighbourhood beat him. Even after activating the ghost-shield around his house, he would still be awakened by the cold, blue ghost sense from his mouth, and would be unable to fall asleep again. So when the Fentons, Tucker and Sam rode in the Fenton- RV to the convention, Danny leaned his head against the stainless-steal walls. His eyes had dark purple shadows underneath them and his blue irises were surrounded in a veiny ring of red.

Tucker who was sitting on the edge of his seat, pumped to be going to the Technology hub of the year, noticed Danny fatigued in the corner, "Woah, man you don't look so good."

Sam looked at him worriedly, "Yeah, Danny, when's the last time you slept?"

Danny who was staring at the back of Jazz's leather seat, jerked his head in their direction, "Huh?" After a few seconds he realized what they were talking about, "umm... since Tuesday, I think."

"Maybe we shouldn't go to this thing," Sam said in a concerned voice.

Tucker's heart plummeted, "What?! And miss the thing I was looking forward to the most, when I had to endure a full week of school!"

Danny sat up straight, "No, Tucker's right, Sam. Don't let me ruin it for you, I'll be fine once we get there."

Sam was about to reject this idea, but Tucker, whose face was now pressed against the window exclaimed, "We're here!"

They were parked in front of large rec centre plastered with large banners of the latest gadgets and gismos positioned in a way that the sunlight shone on their smooth metallic surfaces.

Tucker jumped out of the RV before it even was parked in a spot, "Come on, you guys!" Danny and Sam unwillingly ran to catch up to him before he got lost. Once they entered through the sleek automatic doors they were faced with a whoosh of air-conditioning. Tucker screamed, "NO WAY!!!!" Before Danny and Sam could see what he was excited about, he ran away. They found him standing the section of the showroom, where a sign, saying in think silver letters,"The Latest in PDA's" hung from above. Tucker was near the front counter, where a skinny and pale clerk was displaying a small red PDA.

When they reached them, the salesman was describing its features in a high, squawky voice, "It can hold 4 megabytes more data, than the 4.0 version and still function as a daily planner and mp3 player. And if you buy this new upgrade you will be able to play live streaming video, and be able to pick up any WiFi frequency within 20 miles."

As Tucker regarded it with adoration, he said under his breath, "How much?...Never mind, I'll take it."

The salesman was smiling holding it up, "With the upgrade?"

Tucker basically shoved the money in his face, "Of course!"

After two hours in the PDA section Tucker had finally walked away with his hands full of plastic bags. Sam whispered to Danny, "Now what can I get him for his birthday? He's practically bought the whole place!"

"You can always get him socks," Danny replied, "I think they're selling headphones over there." They came up to the centre of the auditorium, which was completely devoted to all things audio.

Sam, who peering over the heads of dozen techo-geeks gawking at a speaker set, said "I think I see the headphones I want. Maybe I'll just quick grab them, it's too crowded to stay." Danny couldn't agree more, since any moment people would eventually figured out who he was and he would be ambushed by mobs of fans. Sam was darting around large clumps of nerds in order to even make her to pavilion. Suddenly, out of nowhere a bell rang off, followed by a loud rendition of "Congratulations!" from a group of happy employees all dawned in loose purple t-shirts and ball caps. Sam was hastily ushered to stage off to the right by a tall man in a grey trench coat with a white ponytail.

With a skinny microphone in his hand, he exclaimed in an annoying New Yorker accent, "Congratulations young lady! You are the 100 000th visitor! You have just one a new, top of the line Q-book! How does that make you feel?"

He put his microphone up to Sam who said blushing in surprise, "Um, good? What's a Q-book?"

He clapped his hand to his forehead, "What's a Q-book! Have you been living in a hole for the past month!"

Danny couldn't hear what she said next, because a large group of rambunctious oddballs crowded in front of him to see what all the commotion was about. He shuffled around in between the shoulders of the people, but still could not even get a glimpse of Sam. The excitement finally died down as the crowd dwindled off at separate directions and cleared the way. When he saw the stage again, Sam was missing.

Danny immediately turned around searching for her in the now empty auditorium, "Tucker, do you see Sam?"

Tucker who was looking at an I-pod case, unconcerned merely said, "No, haven't seen her since that weirdo came."

At this, Danny suddenly realized, "Did that weirdo seem familiar to you?"

Tucker who dropped the case, raised his eyebrows, "Yeah, his annoying voice almost sounded like-"

"Technus!" The boys yelled looking at each other in shock. In a mere two seconds, Danny quickly transformed into his ghost-self, and flew towards the tiled ceiling.

"Danny wait for me!" Tucker yelled up at him, but Danny had already turned intangible and disappeared from the building.

Outside, he already felt the cool evening breeze ruffle his white hair. In a spilt second, Danny saw the now transformed Technus leaving through a green, swirling ghost portal hovering in the middle of the purple sky with Sam's limp, lifeless body floating beside him. Danny zoomed to the portal but they had already passed on and it closed before he could reach it.

Tucker finally ran out of the building panting and yelled up, "Did you find her?"

Danny flew down to him and said quickly, "Yeah, Technus took her to the ghost zone. I have to go after her."

He went to fly off, but Tucker grabbed his left arm and said, "But, this could be a trap. Maybe we should both go."

Danny rolled his eyes and yanked his arm away, "Tucker, there's no time for this, he could be anywhere with her by now!"

Tucker started to worry, "Danny think about it, why would he kidnap her in the first place?"

Danny tried to reassure him, "I don't know but I've beat him before, don't worry." After that he flew away into the darkening sky, and Tucker could do nothing more, but watch his friend charge head-first into danger.