Lol Poor Danny. Let's hope he can make it out of this one alive. Well... still half alive, but you get the idea. Review please!
The witches were flying toward Danny when a green orb glow surrounded him and blasted the witches away from him. Jazz and Danielle made a pink portal appear, which sucked the witches inside it. Danny appeared to be tired and in a grumpy mood. He had to get a bunch of witches away from him so they wouldn't become more powerful. That would be a problem.
"At least we got most of them out," Jazz grinned.
"Yep. I also was this close to being killed," I glared.
"I hope there aren't any students from your school still at the Jamestown Landmark," Danielle said. "Alot of them witches are at the Landmark."
"Oh crud," Danny said.
"We need to get to the Jamestown Landmark," Jazz decided before flying in the air.
Everyone flew together to the Jamestown Landmark. The place was quiet, too quiet. There was nobody around and the gang were getting themselves ready for a big fight.
"Why do I get the feeling this is a trap?" Jazz asked before pink glowing nets captured everyone.
"AHHHHH!" Danny cried. The net was making him sting.
"Hey. Looks like we found some ecto plasm. Interesting," a voice said from a curtain distance.
Everyone blacked out. The witches took Danny, Jazz, Sam, Danielle, and Tucker to a place in the little town that was once Jamestown. Sam and Tucker were locked in one of the houses while the rest were tied up to a tree. Danny finally woke up and found himself tied to a tree. He tried to get out, but the chains were ghost proof. The witches were pretty cunning.
"Your ecto blood will make us more powerful than ever before," a black haired witch proclaimed.
"You're crazy," Danny glared. "What are you going to do with Jazz and Danielle."
"Suck their powers, of coarse. We can't have some... mettlers in the way."
"Then you'll have to fight me first."
Danny used his ice powers to freeze the chains and break out. He shot some burn ecto blasts at the witches before they scattered. The black haired witch shot some lightning at Danny before he dodged it and punched her away from the Landmark. Both Danny and the black haired witch were flying and shooting blasts at each other.
Meanwhile, Danielle and Jazz finally woke up and noticed the witches that scattered. A fireball was coming toward them.
"Duck!" Jazz cried before the girls ducked their heads.
There were three witches. Two girls and one boy. Danielle used her magic to break the chains and attack the trio witches. The three witches started shooting more fireballs at the girls and chased them. Jazz and Danielle were surfing on the water near the little Jamestown Landmark.
"What should we do?" Jazz asked.
"We can use the water," Danielle replied.
The girls used the waves of water to crash against the witch trio. They burst out of the water and started kicking the girls into the water before a fountain of it splashed onto their faces. Jazz and Danielle gave smirks while getting ready for their next move.
Meanwhile, Sam woke up and found herself inside a dark room. She couldn't see her hand right in front of her. She crawled around to feel for a door or something and accidentally kicked Tucker.
"Ow!" Tucker complained. "Say, where are we?"
"I don't know, but we need to get out," Sam replied. "Look around and find a door or something."
"I found a chimney, will that work?"
"That will have to do."
Sam felt her way on the ground and followed Tucker's voice. With the room being pitch black, it was hard to find anything unless the person felt their way through or was blind. Sam happened to have found Tucker.
"Is that you right here?" Sam asked.
"That's my butt," Tucker said before Sam moved her hand and tried to find the chimney. "Ow! Hey watch it! You stepped on my hand."
"Suck it up!"
Sam finally found the chimney and started crawling inside, and then climbed up. She had to use her athletic abilities to climb up the chimney. When Tucker felt ash on his forehead, that told him that Sam was climbing up. Tucker backed away, so he would be out of the way. As Sam was climbing on the chimney, it dawned on her that the chimney shouldn't be dark unless it was covered up. Sam felt something on the top of the chimney. Some kind of metal.
"There's something covering the chimney!" Sam told Tucker.
"Great, just great," Tucker complained. "Now I'll never get to live long enough to date a cheerleader."
"Tucker, you never will."
"Maybe there's something that will remove whatever is covering the chimney," Tucker thought. "There are chimneys that have those latches."
"There's no latch. I think those witches covered this place up, so we wouldn't escape."
"Great. So, we're stuck here?"
"Pretty much."
"Dang!"
Sam slid down the chimney and crawled some more around the place. There had to be a door or some escape route. It was a log house, where could an escape route be? Sam finally found the door, but it was locked. She also knew that if the place was made of wood, then metal or rock could break it.
"Tucker, I need something metal," Sam told Tucker.
"Why?" Tucker asked.
"So we can get our butts out."
"Right, but what is metal going to do?"
"It's going to break through the wood."
"Oh... I knew that."
Tucker searched around and found a pot under the chimney and a place to put the logs at. He took them both and gave them to Sam. Tucker also found a metal pole that had a sharp end. He gave it to Sam and she smirked. She crammed the sharp end part of the pole through the crack of the door and started breaking it open. She used the log holder to put more force. The door started cracking.
"It's working, Tucker!" Sam cried.
"Good. Maybe I can finally have light on this subject. At least you got to be Santa Clause for a few seconds," Tucker grinned with a side joke.
"Ha ha," Sam laughed sarcastically before breaking the door down.