Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom or any of the characters. Butch Hartman does. No, not me. It is a sad fact indeed.
Okay, so I'm horribly sorry for everyone that was waiting. I have decided to continue this story while also writing another. So the updates will be strained, but they will come. Also, I'm probably going to rewrite some other chapters to sound better. But for now, I'm gonna finish this story. Thanks for your patience.
POV- DANNY PHANTOM
The entire ship flickered with electrical shortages. My Ghostly Wail trashed the inside. The speaker went out, as did anything else electronic. The windshield cracked, and so did parts of the floor.
I could hear the acids bubbling against my shrinking shield. I gritted my teeth in absolute fatigue. Not only was I struggling to remain in my ghost form, but I was straining with the shield too. This was like the battle with the Ghost King all over again. Ha, good thing he still hasn't opened up his coffin.
Wait. Opened? Maybe...
"T-Tuck. Is there a-any way to o-open up her... s-stomach o-opening?" I panted out. Talking just added to my struggles. I couldn't explain it, but for some reason, I was actually seeing better. The blurriness was fading. My hearing was improving. And... my strength was returning? I took in a few breaths, and held the shield at its smallest possible size.
I looked over to see why Tucker still hadn't responded, to see he was out cold.
Whoops. That's what you get when you mock me.
The entire Speed shifted for a moment. I lost my balance and fell.
The shift also stirred Tucker from his 'sleep'. If you could call it that. I kept the shield going while on the floor, but it seemed to be getting easier. I decided to ask Tucker again.
"Tucker. Is there a-any way to open up her stomach opening thing?" He shook his head, then faced me.
"Her stomach sphincter? Sure. It's a shot, but we'd have to blast it or something. Since any food consumed will just add to the acids." He told me, and I though. We could blast it. That could work.
"Get on turret duty Tuck. We're gettin' out." I said with a grin.
Time to go home.
Well, real home. Out of Danielle.
POV- SAM
98. Oh no. Please. Danny... no.
99. This is it. Danny... you were an amazing person. I love you...
100. *WARNING* *WARNING* *SUBJECT DANNY PHANTOM HAS APPROACHED MAXIMUM ENERGY LEVELS.* I heard the machine repeat it's warning multiple times, but to me, all sounds ceased to exist. All I could think, was I lost my love.
I pulled myself out of my pity party and looked over at Dani. She was unsuccessfully suppressing tears.
"D-Dani. It's going to be okay. Y-you and me. W-we'll be the ghost hunters. A-and, we'll s-stay strong for them." I refused to let my tears out, and without me knowing, one slipped down my face.
That's when I heard another beep. I looked over, and saw the machine climbing. 101.
102
103. It continued. Danny was pushing his limits to the max. He still hadn't given in. So neither would I.
Dani clutched her gut and fell over in a quick burst of pain.
They were up to something. I just didn't know what.
POV- TUCKER
YES! I shot perfectly through the mini hole Danny got me, and hit my mark directly. The laser blast caused the stomach to react in a bad way, and I assumed that I hurt Danielle. I pushed it off, knowing that we'd hurt her more if we were lost.
"Danny, got it." He grinned, and I saw the opening. It began to open. Our way out. Slowly, the Speeder began to slide. Like a whirlpool, we began spinning and I almost hurled.
"Somebody let me off this thing..." I groaned as I felt myself getting nauseous. I was able to look over at Danny, who was now barely breaking a sweat holding the shield up. He seemed to be getting stronger in this few minutes. His strength was returning. Odd.
Finally, the swirl of Doom ended, and we were sent spinning rapidly into the intestines. The stomach acids ceased, and Danny lowered the shield to the point of covering up all the cracks and dents. He had a relieved look on his face, and a horrible thought occured to me.
Soon, Danielle would have that same look. Only, we'd be hitting a hard surface.
Gross. I decided to tell Danny.
"Hey man, uh, you know how we're getting out. Right?" His look went from confused, to OMG. It was actually really funny. Well now, this was going to be interesting.
That's when we slammed into the side of the intestine wall. Another crack appeared, and in an instant we smashed again. Due to the engines being out, it was impossible to steer, and now, we were gonna struggle to not break apart while crashing.
Out of one problem and into another.
"Why me?"
"Because, obviously you did something long ago that Karma hated you for, and now she's paying you back. The real question, is why ME?" Danny asked. I slowly answered.
"It could be 'cause of all the girls we stared at. And the time we hid in the girls locker room." He just grinned and we fist-bumped.
"Best. Day. Ever." He said.
"Agreed." I answered.
Alright, short chapter, I know. I'm trying to leave off where I was before, but it's kinda difficult. So, I'm terribly sorry for making everyone wait, and soon the next chapter will be out. My promise to you. Thanks!
