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other references to other shows, books, etc. If I did, I would probably not be writing fan fiction.
Chapter Three: Those Eyes
I was so fragile then, so unstable. Yet, somehow, strength filled me that night, enough to hope that I'd always be that strong someday.
And, even though I should have loathed you, somehow, I just couldn't.
She was caught. To her back was nothing but a wall. In front of her…a soul? It was certainly floating, but his jewel bright eyes told her
that he wasn't entirely one of the dead. Sam shook herself. This wasn't the time to think about whether her captor was dead. She had
to think of something! An idea sparked, and she did the only thing she could think of.
"Hey look! It's the Queen!" She pointed in a random direction and hoped. Against all odds, the spirit turned. She ran, trying not to laugh
with relief. It might not hold him off for long, but it had given her enough of a head start to maybe get out of here.
She couldn't believe it had worked!
Danny turned around, searching. "I don't see the-" Danny stopped, groaned, and turned back. Sure enough, the thief
was gone. He began flying in the opposite direction of the sound of fighting guards. "I can't believe that worked!"
Sam sped down the corridors, away from the sounds of the guards and Tucker. While it was true that there was one
way in and one way out of the Dome, that rule only applied to the mortals with no special training.
Sam had trained passing solid objects through other objects. And though it was slightly more dangerous to try to pass
yourself through something solid, it was not unheard of, and not difficult, with the right training. All Sam had to do was
find a weak spot in the Dome's shield that wouldn't hurt as much as passing through a shielded hot spot would. Sam
probed the hall. Among other things she had picked up, she had also learned how to probe and distinguish different
shields that existed. Sam concentrated. …There! She followed the mental link into a restroom. She found the weakest
spot in the entire Dome behind one of the sinks.
Sam steadied herself. If she rushed, she could end up stuck, where the constant rubbing of the Dome's shield against her
mind and the grains of glass and stone against her body would eventually kill her. Even if she didn't end up stuck, this little
trip would still hurt like hell. She put her hand against the wall and concentrated. Slowly, her hand began disappearing into the wall.
Suddenly, the spirit popped out of the wall next to her. "You didn't actually think you could get away that easily, did you?" he delivered
a punch that knocked Sam into the wall.
"Oof!" she landed on her backside, clutching the orb to her chest.
Danny delivered a punch to the thief that had him on his backside. The thief sprang up and pulled what looked like a small ball. He threw
it at Danny, and the ball exploded on impact, dissolving the room into smoke and haze. Danny coughed, and tried peering into the smoke.
A punch in the nose was all he got for his effort. "Ow!" he flew backwards. He regained his balance. "Come out and fight like a man!" he shouted.
A sudden movement beside him had Danny lashing out, catching the thief on the side of his head. The smoke began to clear up.
Sam felt the blow on the side of her head. The thin scarf around her nose and mouth that she had been wearing fluttered off just as
the smoke was beginning to clear. She was going to be exposed.
Danny squinted…and realized for the first time that the outlines and proportions of the thief weren't that of a man. As the haze lifted,
he saw the delicate features, the glossy hair, the eyes. Danny was staring at possibly one of the most beautiful creatures he had ever
seen. But she was a thief, an enemy of the royal family, and, therefore, an enemy of his.
"On behalf of the Queen, I order you to surrender," Danny thundered. The woman smirked.
"You, a Queen's Guard? I am not surrendering myself, or this orb." She threw another ball, but this time Danny was ready for it.
He grabbed her wrist just as she let go of the smoke ball.
Sam felt her wrist being grabbed by the ghostly guard. She had anticipated this; from the pouch at her waist she took what looked
like a pen, and stabbed the hand of the guard with it. Immediately, the spirit went limp. She hadn't been sure if the tranquilizer would
work on him, but it had been worth a shot. As she began to turn away, she noticed that the spirit was glowing. In a flash of light, the spirit
was gone, and in its place…
"Danny?!" Sam gasped.
He stirred. Sam pushed herself through the shield as fast as she dared. The last thing she saw was Danny staring, dazed, at her, as she,
and the orb, disappeared. No recognition in his eyes; just resentment and awe before Sam's world was consumed by the fiery pain the shields
and glass produced.
Danny stared at the disappearing figure, too weak from the tranquilizer to even get up, let alone realize that he was in his vulnerable human form.
The last thing he thought before he lost consciousness was I know her eyes from somewhere.
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