Hey everybody! Sorry for this taking so long to get posted. I've been waiting for four days to be able to upload this chapter because of this error message I kept getting. I feel kinda bad now cuz I was a little snappy at my friends, and just about everyone else for that matter. Then again, when you spend almost all of your patience, and sanity, waiting for something as annoying and frustrating as the little error message, for four days in a row, you'd know exactly what I mean.
Oh and also, Me no own Danneh! I wish I did. But I don't.
Moop!
(For those of you who don't know, it's WAY too long of a story to explain and best of not explained.)
Okay, well, enough of that. On with the show!- er, story. Oh, whatever... Enjoy!
Of Broken Blood
The room was silent as their parents walked into the room, stopping a few feet from them. Jazz's turquoise eyes became downcast, doing the best she could to avoid her parents' furious and concerned eyes. All Danny could do was keep his eyes on his sister, guilt noticeable in her eyes.
"Jazz, what fire?" No one moved. Jazz was too afraid to say a word, feeling horrible for not telling her parents as soon as she could. What's done is done and there was nothing she could do to change what had happened. Now all she could do was tell her parents...almost everything.
"Mom, I—"
Danny cut her off, his eyes half-lidded, a sigh escaping his slightly chapped lips. "There was a fire at school, started by a...ghost..." He trailed off. Suddenly questions filled his mind, some were of his own voice, the others, he wasn't sure. Were they his parents'? Jazz's? People he didn't even recognize? As soon as it had began, it had ended. But one voice lingered, familiar yet one he swore he had never heard before. 'Keep all safe. Protect us all.'
He blinked several times before the thoughts in his mind were all his own again. 'Whoa, that was weird.' Then his original question, filtered from all the others he had...heard, revealed itself to him once more. 'Didn't the silent ghost alarm go off when the ghost set it off?'
Danny chanced a look at his parents, but immediately looked away when his parents gave him a strange look, mainly his mom, before looking away again.
"Danny." His mom sounded concerned, not a hint of anger evident in her voice. She approached him, but before he could get away, she looked over him to make sure he wasn't injured in any way, when she gasped, having noticed his green/blue eyes. "Danny, what's going on?"
He stumbled on his words, not entirely sure what was happening himself. "Mom, I really don't know. I—" Her deathly glare caused him to shrink away, and carefully turn his gaze onto the floor. Her eyes didn't waver as she watched him closely, a fear wrapping around her mind, one she hoped she would never have to feel.
She was about to tell him to get out, having come to the conclusion that he was being overshadowed by a ghost, when a swirl of pink mist appeared in front of them. Soon it formed into someone she didn't think she would be seeing anytime soon. By the look on her son's face, whether it was the ghost or her son's reaction, she knew he hated that ghost by the darkest glare she had ever seen, directed at none other than the Wisconsin Ghost.
Jack was closest to the front door, so he couldn't go down to the basement to get any ghost weapons. All he could do was watch as his son went into a protective fighting stance, as if he had done it all his life and fought this ghost many times before. Little did Jack know, his son had, in fact, fought Vlad countless times in the past.
"What do you want, Plasmius?" Danny spat. There was no one he hated more than Vlad, of course his older evil future self was almost tied, but it was currently Vlad who more frequently tried in one way or another to ruin his life.
"I heard there was a fire at your school. I wonder how that got started..." Vlad smirked as his evil red eyes looked upon the scene with scanning eyes. The second they landed on Maddie, his smirk became that of a mischievous grin.
Maddie looked away from the ghost, totally confused. Did her son know him? Or was it the ghost she thought was controlling her son that knew him? And how did he know about the school fire, while she had only just heard about it not too long prior to this unexpected predicament?
Jazz looked to Danny, but he was busy glaring at Vlad. Knowing Vlad, he had either come here for her mom, to do something to make her brother's life worse, or do something else with an evil purpose.
"Mom," the redhead whispered. Slowly Maddie turned to her daughter, a look of worry and confusion set on her face. Jazz smiled reassuringly and when her mom reached a hand out for Jazz's, a scuffle was heard before the sound of a blast being fired.
When they looked up, they saw Danny standing in front of them, arms out wide and head down as he tried his best to block the pain. His shirt was burnt where the blast had hit him, but his skin was for the most part undamaged. Nothing a few days of constant healing thanks to his ghost powers couldn't handle.
Heavy breathing could be heard as Maddie and Jazz both stared wide-eyed at their savior. Maddie was beginning to question if Danny was really being overshadowed. Why would a ghost risk his skin for some humans that meant something to his host?
"Jazz," Danny looked up, his brightly glowing green eyes slowly dulling back to the now usual blue/green color it had become lately and looked Jazz square in the eye.
"Get Mom and Dad out of here. I can take care of him."
Maddie's purple eyes widened, confusion apparent on her face and millions of questions just waiting to be asked. "Danny!" Maddie shouted, but Jazz had already begun to direct her and Jack out of the house. As soon as he saw they were gone from the corner of his eye, he transformed. But something felt...different.
He didn't have time to think about this feeling as Vlad shot his pink blasts of ectoplasmic energy at him. Not wanting to feel the pain similar to what he had felt from the previous blast, he dodged. The blast flew past where he was and hit the wall, leaving a circular scorch mark on the wall.
Vlad growled in frustration from missing his target. It wasn't until he looked around for the love of his life that he realized that Maddie, Jazz, and even Jack were nowhere to be seen.
"Where could they have gone?" Vlad whispered to himself. Unbeknownst to Vlad, Danny heard every word thanks to his heightened hearing and smiled at seeing his enemy's frustration.
"What, can't keep track of my mom?" he mocked.
Vlad's face became slightly red at the comment, but quickly forced it to dissipate as fast as it had appeared. "That's quite enough, Daniel." Vlad made a duplicate that appeared behind Danny and blasted him from behind. Danny screamed in pain as he flew into the opposite wall, creating a dent where the impact point was.
From outside, the scream could be heard, but all Jack and Maddie could do was listen in horror at what they were hearing. Of course, they didn't know that their son had ghost powers and therefore was not only stronger but could also defend himself against most attacks.
"Danny..." Maddie whispered, Jack holding her in his arms. Jazz was standing in the street closest to their house, her parents on the other side of the street opposite of the house. She listened to the scream and smiled slightly, recognizing how fakely painful it sounded. Danny must have been doing a great job at faking how hurt he was from the blast, considering their parents were on the verge of crying.
Maddie felt helpless. She had to help, but a voice in her mind convinced her to stay put. "He is strong-willed. Having faith in him, trust, and overall hope is all you need to help. With that, he will prevail."
Jazz's determined eyes watched the house as she strained to hear what was going on inside. She had faith and knew he would win. There was no way he could lose.
Maddie, on the other hand, couldn't help but feel a small pang of guilt as she realized that not only had she let her son fight a ghost, but also that she was beginning to doubt her son, even after hearing what the mysterious voice had told her.
"Danny..." she whispered again. This time she got up from Jack's arms and walked over to Jazz. Jack sighed and got up as well. Why weren't they doing anything to help their son? Why had they left him to fight the ghost in the first place?
For the first time in his life, Jack was actually thinking about something that had nothing to do with ghosts or fudge. Instead he was thinking rationally about the situation and was trying to think of a way to help his son. The only problem was that all of their ghost hunting equipment was inside and Danny was the only one with a chance to get to them.
Jack looked to the house and, as he heard the sounds of fighting, felt a pang of guilt for leaving his son to fight off a ghost, something neither Maddie nor himself knew about him doing on a daily basis.
Suddenly a question struck him. His curiosity was too high and he couldn't hold it back. He had to ask. "Maddie." His wife looked at him, tears threatening to roll down her cheeks. "Why did we even leave Danny in there to fight the ghost? We know he hates ghosts and would never want to fight them. I mean, he's always one of those that run away when ghosts attack. Why didn't we just get the kids out and fight off the ghost ourselves?"
Maddie sighed and thought about it, not really sure why they had let their only son battle that ghost. She began to think about how her son reacted and decided,having thought long and hard about it,that the only reason he would act like that would be for love and the fact he cared enough to shield and protect them. There was no way he could be overshadowed.
'I'm sorry I doubted you, Danny. I have faith in you. I really hope you win.'
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Jazz sighed. She was torn between whether she should spare her parents' grief and tell them now to get it over with, or if she should just wait the whole thing out. The pain that she felt coming from her parents was almost overwhelming to the point she was about to blurt it out. But a blur shot by and soon after that a crash was heard.
"What was that?" Maddie asked, surprised. Her heart was pounding, not really prepared for the sudden figure that had shot past them. Was it her son lying there in the road? Or was it the ghost? She couldn't tell.
She squinted her eyes, trying to make out the figure, but her attention was caught when the front door slammed open and out came another figure, holding something that looked like the shape of a gun...
"Danny!" Jazz shouted, a large smile forming on her lips. Danny stepped out into the light the street lamp offered. He was in human form, holding one of his parents' anti-ghost weapons. His shirt and pants were torn in a few places, a few other spots burned.
A smirk was set upon his lips as his tired eyes rested on his beaten foe. Vlad struggled to get up, and with much straining effort, he was able to. He was beat and he knew it. He had Daniel close to being beaten, but suddenly, out of nowhere he had gotten enough strength to get up and run down to the basement where all of the ghost equipment was stored. Vlad, cocky about being very close to victory over Danny, had underestimated his adversary. Long story short, he lost.
"Oh, Danny! You did it!" Maddie shouted and hugged her beat-up son, forgetting all about the theory of Danny being controlled by a ghost. Right now she was overly proud of her son for beating a ghost. But wait, didn't he hate ghosts and Jack and her ghost hunting ways? But the way he acted before they left, the need to save them from the blast as if it were instinct, the way he somehow fought and beat the ghost within what she found to be about twenty minutes, was all confusing and new to her.
What Maddie was thinking wasn't even crossing her husband's mind. All he could think about now was how proud his son made him feel.
He ran up to Danny, a grin wide across his face, and hugged him. Unfortunately for Danny, not only did his father not know his own strength, but because of the fight, he was weak, making it all worse.
"Dad, ow. Dad! I need to breathe!" Danny gasped as he felt one of his broken ribs shifting and another weakened one close to the breaking point.
Jack noticed his son's pained gasp and let go immediately, realizing his son was badly injured. "Heh, sorry, Dan." Danny cringed slightly at the name, a strong memory of his evil future self and the Nasty Burger incident making him shudder.
"Hey, Dad?" Jack turned to his son. "Could you do me a favor?" He nodded, a hint of confusion as to what his son would ask of him after this whole bizarre situation. "Could you not call me 'Dan' from now on?" Jack looked at his son quizzically, noticing his son shiver at the name.
"Okay..." Jack replied slowly, now really confused. Danny grinned, despite his weak state caused from the fight he and Plasmius had just had, thankful that he would never have to hear that name again, hopefully...
Jazz ran into the house and into the lab, gathering one of the few weapons she knew how to properly use, and ran back up the stairs and outside, not noticing the ghost portal was still open.
She ran past Danny and her parents and approached Vlad, standing a safe distance away before whipping out her favorite weapon that she had taken from the lab.
"Lost to my brother, eh?" Jazz mocked, something that she didn't normally do, but seeing Vlad on the verge of unconsciousness on the asphalt made her laugh at the pathetic scene before her.
Vlad forced a scowl to appear on his face. How had Daniel, someone who was supposed to be much weaker than he, somehow able to suddenly gather enough energy, even after he was just about to finish Daniel off, and get to a weapon that would weaken him? How? He had to know.
Maddie and Jack watched in curiosity as Jazz took out the weapon. When the light from the street lamp hit the weapon, they immediately recognized it as the Fenton Thermos. "Jazz? What are you—"
Danny held his hand up, a weak smile formed on his battered face. He knew that it was over and that Jazz was just going to wrap it up.
Danny walked up to his sister's side, ignoring the pain in his chest from the broken rib, and smiled briefly at her before glaring in Vlad's direction. Their parents walked to their children's sides and joined them in glaring at the ghost.
"So, you think you've beaten me, hmm?" Vlad scoffed. He got up, his weak legs shaking beneath his body. There was only one thing left he could do to get away, and luckily for him he had enough power left for his last resort.
"Say goodbye, Vlad," Danny sneered. Jazz took the cue and was about to open the Fenton Thermos when Vlad spun his cape around him, disappearing in a swirl of pink smoke, just as he had appeared.
"Darn it!" Danny shouted. Maddie noticed immediately her son's pained face. The pain must have finally caught up to him in this stressful moment. His enemy had gotten away before they could capture him, and before escaping, cause enough damage to leave Danny in bed for a few days.
"Danny, please calm down. I know how much you wanted that ghost captured...Wait a minute." Her eyes widened, confusion becoming more and more evident on her face. "Don't the thermoses not work?"
Danny couldn't help but chuckle a little, despite the pain he felt from it. He didn't really think about what he said, the adrenaline from the fight slowly but surely wearing off, allowing the pain to rush back. "All it needs is a ghostly charge." And before she could ask what he meant, he blacked out into his mother's arms.
Well, there you go...finally. Let me know what ya think! XD
