"The frame-up failed so he's trying blackmail?" And the armour Technus gave Val removed her from being your pawn. And since Val doesn't know about him...
"You're assuming Technus and Walker are working together. Maybe like with the Ghost King they merely have the same end in mind."
"Fudge buckets." Vlad cursed inside his mind. Why had he gone and picked up that habit from clueless Jack? Yet another thing that was Jack's fault. This stopped him from being as either as sinister or suave as he liked. "Technus was working against Walker. That is interesting."
Danny looked at Vlad being completely clueless. And he wondered why he was so floundering. Danny knew two things that Vlad did not. Still he'd have to stay here while Vlad knew what he was planning. So there was only one thing to do. Once Team Phantom had put Vlad to rest Danny spoke. "I've never seen Vlad so clueless."
"He'll readjust if he ever finds out the true position of his pieces on the board. We can't let him do that." Tucker points out
"Agreed." Sam and Danny echo.
"Refreshed?" Sam queries
"Not really, but enough: -Going Ghost!"
Danny dove out the Window. Finding Technus would be important. Since he was a complete loudmouth he would be able to clue him in on exactly what was going on with Valerie's disappearance. He sighed.
"Have to find Technus."
"The Box Ghost is next called to the stand as an expert witness." Clockwork stated.
Walker laughed. "The Box Ghost, an expert witness? On WHAT, pray tell?"
"The Box Ghost presents himself to every ghost hunter and ghost, so he is liable to know the varying personality types involved."
"Name:"
"Beware. For I am the Box Ghost."
"Occupation"
"Beware. For I am the Box Ghost."
Every being present held their head in their hands. For how long was this going to go on for? Depending on what the person asked he would state "Beware" or "For I am the Box Ghost" to every question, and if really unlucky both.
"What do you think of human Hunters?"
"Most cannot catch me. For I am the Box Ghost. Beware."
"You're under oath, remember. Be honest with yourself."
"Beware. They'd be dangerous if they weren't so incompetent."
"How does this incompetence manifest itself?"
"Obsession. Beware. For I am the Box Ghost."
"Can you give an example?"
"Easy. The Guys in White. Beware. Have higher tech than just about anyone, yet are so obsessed with keeping their suits clean..."
"Any others?"
"The Extreme Ghostbreakers. So obsessed with doing spectacular moves, they fail to understand sometimes the simpler things work better. I do. For I am the Box Ghost"
"In all your time as a spirit have you encounter a ghost hunter who isn't obsessive and proud?"
"No. I have not."
"Then what makes Val and the Fenton's (at their peak) considered a force to be feared in the ghost zone."
"In both cases their obsession and pride matches their purpose. Beware. To get rid of ghosts. Beware"
"As The Box ghost has ably shown. Ghost Hunters are also obsessive personality types, and as such Val's personality cannot prove she is a ghost, only that she isn't."
Walker sighs. Despite the Box Ghost's known idiocy he had actually made a good defensive witness. The obsessive part of his argument had been removed and undoubtedly Skulker had been reserved to deal with the vengeful argument. It was down to Gray's spirit-armour then. Skulker's revelation of Val having a realm had certainly helped.
"After that torture of our brains and our ears I'm calling a recess." One of the Observants stated. "We need time to recover so we can understand the next witness."
Ember looked at Val and slapped her head. "Looks like I know where we should have trained. Sorry about that, thought it had dissolved long ago. They may take five years to form. But realms can disappear in a fortnight."
"More training?"
"Until you're accurate enough to regularly hit a target effectively traveling at twice your speed. With all you weapons at the same time or equally only firing one. The first thing to do is get to your realm. I can lay out some targets and you can fly past them with you speed getting faster. By the way how fast does your board go?
"Escape Velocity."
"Wow! Even my guitar isn't that fast. Understandable why you ambush. But how many times was your ambush let down by your woeful inaccuracy? Don't answer, I can see by the look on your face, the answer is as I expected, too many. So target practice is undoubtedly the first drill. We'll start with standing still using your arm weapons, rather than the boxes. I want you to at least hit them regularly. Remember you don't have the same ability to grapple as Phantom does, so accuracy and speed need to be your watchword. You've got the speed down pat."
"But my aim needs serious improvement." Val finally admitted to herself. She looked at Ember hesitantly. "Damn, that's got me in a lot of trouble. By the way if I do head back, how do I deal with Dad?"
"That is going to be difficult. I think I'd better ask Clockwork for a favour. After all if Damon knows I still exist, he'll probably be less worried about you. Clockwork has his own plans though."
"Indeed. Valerie, are you a Cassandra or a King Lear? I hope neither, but with your attitude as is those are the only possibilities. As for the favour, that will take sometime to organise, but I will do it, Ember. Not for you, but for your husband and daughter."