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A/N: Like I said, this chapter will be longer then the last one. I'm not getting many reviews and I'm getting kinda discouraged here. If more people don't start reviewing, I might discontinue this fic. Here's the fourth Chappie
Chapter 4: Jazzy Spook
Jazz had had her powers for several days now. She could fly without problem, but she still had difficulty with everything else. At random moments, she would go intangible and fall through the floor, or her pencil would fall through her hand in class. She would also go invisible without warning. One time when she walked into the bathroom, she had no reflection and she had almost screamed before identifying the problem.
These were just her problems in human form. When she was ghost, she had far more troubles. When she tried to become intangible, she would go invisible and vise versa. When she tried to float in one place, she would suddenly fall down. She would also become human again for no apparent reason. She hadn't even tried to use anything like an ectoplasmic blast. She was having enough trouble with everything else. What would go wrong when she tried to do that?
Jazz was at an abandoned construction site not far from her school. This is where she had been practicing for the few days she had her powers. No one ever came here so it was perfect place. She went ghost and flew up a few feet in the air. It had recently rained so there were puddles everywhere. Jazz saw here reflection in one of them and stared for a few moments. She was still surprised by how different she looked.
There was a pile of dirt in the middle of the site so she was going to concentrate on intangibility first. Slowly, she glided towards the dirt mound. She just hoped it worked so she wouldn't get covered in dirt. She concentrated on going intangible. When she felt a slight change in her body, she closed her eyes and flew towards the pile.
Instead of feeling dirt and mud, she felt nothing, just as she had hoped. When she opened her eyes, she was on the other side of the pile. She felt like jumping for joy. She had finally succeeded in doing something.
For several more hours, she practiced her intangibility. After she had that down, she landed and reverted to her human form. She looked at her watch and was startled at how late it was. Her parents might start worrying about her or think she was capture by ghosts.
She went ghost again and quickly flew back home. She landed in an ally not far from her house and changed back. She ran up to the house and ran inside.
When she got in, supper was on the table, and her parents were just sitting down. Danny had already started.
"Jazz, your back. We were beginning to worry," said her mother.
"Was it a ghost Jazz? Is that why your late?" her father demanded.
"No, I was just hanging out with some of my friends," Jazz answered nervously.
"Oh. Ok. Sit down and eat then," replied her father as he went at the food with a vengeance. Jazz sat down at her spot at the table and slowly ate her food. She glanced over at Danny and noticed a new bruise on his left arm. More ghosts she thought. She had to get the hang of her powers soon so she could actually help Danny.
Maybe she could ask Danny for help. No. That was out of the question. She couldn't let Danny know she was helping him. He already treated her enough like an annoyance. She would have to help him in secret.
When everyone was done their supper, Danny and Jazz left the table. Danny was heading to his room and Jazz to the living room to read. She heard Danny gasped and turned around to see a light blue mist escape from his mouth. She turned around as she felt something rising in her throat. A similar blue mist escaped her mouth as she gasped.
Behind her, Danny rushed upstairs into his room. This was called a ghost sense and occurred when a ghost was near. Danny was off to fight another ghost. It was time Jazz helped. She also went upstairs to her room.
From the kitchen, she hear her mother call to Danny. "Danny, could you come here please. We just a call from your teacher. Apparently there's been trouble with your homework."
"Mom!" Danny complained. Oh great. Jazz thought. Now she would have to fight this ghost alone. She hadn't even tried attacks yet. She would just have to hope for the best.
As Danny slowly walked downstairs, he saw Jazz go into her room and shut the door. Was she going to fight the ghost? Had she gotten control of her powers yet? Did she stand a chance? Sure Danny was younger than her, but he was allowed to worry. And he had experience in fighting ghosts.
He sighed and walked downstairs, preparing for the stormy conversation he was about to have with his parents.
Jazz followed her ghost sense to the construction site she practiced at. So there was a ghost here. She hoped it would be an easy one so she wouldn't have to fight too much. She still wasn't sure how she was at fighting ghost abilities.
On top of the dirt mound sat a chubby, blue skinned ghost wearing overalls. All around him, and all over the construction site were boxes of all shapes and sizes. Who is this? And what's with all the boxes? Jazz thought.
Jazz flew a little closer for a better look. Now she could hear him talking to the boxes. "With all these boxes, I can make an army of box warriors!" He said. He laughed and it was one of the most annoying laughs Jazz had ever heard.
"That's just creepy," winced Jazz.
"Who's there!" yelled the ghost. Jazz covered her mouth. He had heard her.
The ghost turned around to face Jazz. "Ahhh! You have overheard my plans! And if I'm not mistaken, you are also a halfa like that white haired boy!" Yelled the ghost.
"Uh, who are?" Jazz asked, now aware that this ghost had previously encountered Danny.
"Who am I? Who am I! I am the Box Ghost! Commander of all things square and box-like!" he yelled and raise his hands over his head. "Who are you?" he asked.
"Me? I'm, uh…" Jazz didn't have a name yet. She had heard Danny referred to as Invoso-Bill, but his actual ghost name was Danny Phantom. She shouldn't use Phantom though. That would be to obvious. Her father always called her Jazzy. Maybe she could use something with that. Ghosts were know to scare people. Jazzy Scare. No. That didn't sound to good. Jazzy Creeper. That just made her sound like a creeper. Jazzy Spook? That was it. She would be known as Jazzy Spook. "Jazzy Spook. My name is Jazzy Spook." she replied.
"Oh. FEAR ME!" he yelled. Jazz gave him a blank stare. This guy doesn't appear smart. she thought. "Why aren't you fearing me!" he demanded.
"Because you just don't scare me," she stated bluntly.
"For that, you will pay!" he yelled. He raised his hands above his head and then threw them in front of him. Some boxes around rose into the air surrounded by a blue light. They then flew forwards at Jazz.
She dodged the boxes by becoming intangible, which she had become rather good at. Jazz wasn't keen on fighting anyone, but she had to fight now so she may well get used to it.
She rushed at the box ghost and gave him a half hearted punch in the face. That was still enough to send the chubby little ghost flying. "Wow. I can actually fight," mused Jazz.
"You'll pay for that Spook. I will be back!" With that, he flew away. Jazz was just about to leave when the Box Ghost came back. "FEAR ME!" he yelled, and then disappeared once again.
"That was, weird," said Jazz. She quickly flew back home, and got ready for bed. The fight may not have been a long or hard one, but being her first fight, it tired her out quickly.
That evening while she was trying to get some sleep, all she could think about was the Box Ghosts threat. He said he would be back. Would he actually come back, and if he did, would he be stronger? He didn't seem that smart, so maybe she didn't have much to worry about. Even if he did get stronger, Danny would probably be there too.
With reassuring thoughts going through her head, she quickly fell asleep.
The next morning, Jazz woke up later then usual. Must have been from lasts night fight. she thought. She went downstairs to have some breakfast and to start on a new book she had recently bought.
Downstairs, the table was covered with different dishes of food. It looked like a feast. Her parents were just putting the last of the giant meal on the table and Danny was staring wide-eyed at the food. "What's going on mom? What's with all the food?" she asked.
"The Fenton Portal is working again," she replied.
"So we decided to have a big breakfast feast!" her dad said.
"Oh, ok then." said Jazz, rather confused. All of this over an invention? Wow. My parents really are nuts. Everybody sat down at the table to eat. Jazz helped her self only to a small portion of the food. She wasn't really that hungry. Her father on the other hand took plenty of everything.
After everyone was almost done, Maddie held up a magazine and spoke. "Well kids, your father and I received our new Ghosts Monthly today and we think there are some things in here that you should hear too."
Jazz and Danny cast each other a look and quickly ate the rest of their breakfast and rose from the table. "I'm going to meet Tucker and Sam now. Bye!" said Danny rather quickly as he ran out the door.
"I'm going to meet some of my friends from school so we can do our school project. Bye!" she said as she also ran out the door.
Maddie and Jack stared at the spots their children had been seconds before. Jack was the first one to break the silence. "Can I have a cookie?"