Hehe...um...I finished the chapter. A little late, I apologize.

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In the morning, everyone had silently agreed to not speak a word about last night, getting ready for the day without making hardly any noise. Danny still looked worse for wear and had barely gotten an ounce of sleep. So, naturally, when the "messenger ghost" (as I shall now refer to him as) came by the next morning to deliver the schedule, Danny failed to answer the door, still in a deep sleep.

Instead, Sam got up and made her way to the door, opening it cautiously. The ghost outside was one of the many robed ghosts that Danny had seen earlier.

"Where is the Phantom?" he demanded.

"Asleep," Sam hissed, not liking his tone.

"Then wake him. His next lesson begins shortly." The messenger ghost thrusted a piece of paper at Sam, which she grudgingly accepted.

"I'm sorry, I can't do that," the girl snarled.

The ghost was getting irritated with her. "And why, may I ask, not?"

"Because he's been through way too much and is on the verge of a major blowout, so just leave and let him take a break for once!" Heavy breaths came from Sam after this outburst.

The ghost snarled. "Fine, but I will return again with the others soon."

Sam slammed the door on him after he turned to take off. She was still steaming. The rest of the group gazed upon her curiously.

"Ms. Manson, what was that all about?" Lancer interrogated, not looking happy about her yelling.

Sam growled out her reply. "He wanted me to wake up Danny and tell him to get to his lesson."

"Then why did you refuse?" the teacher asked, still not catching on.

This seemed to push her over the edge. "Look at him!" she practically screamed in frustration, pointing to the ghost boy who seemed completely used up. "Does he look like he could handle another lesson?!"

Even though her demand was only aimed at Mr. Lancer, everyone else turned and observed as well. It was true. It seemed like Phantom wouldn't be able to handle anything else at that moment. It was almost sad, seeing him so broken down from the stress as well as the power malfunctions.

"Sam's right," Nicole agreed. "And we owe it to him to help out as much as we can."

There were a few mumbled agreements. Nicole walked over by Sam.

"Thanks again, Nicole," Sam repeated, beginning to find this girl very helpful.

The girl nodded. They were about to continue when Danny began to stir. Slowly, the boy sat up, stretching and looking around.

"Why is everyone already up?" he wondered.

"Well, the message ghost already came by, but…" Sam started before Danny seemed to jolt awake.

"What?!" He leaped up. "Oh, crud, I'm going to be late!"

"Danny!" Sam yelled, but he was already in the bathroom getting changed. All of ten seconds later, he barged back out in a panic. He was at the door by the time Sam grabbed onto his sleeve to stop him.

"Sam, I have to go!" he stated impatiently.

"No, you don't," she denied.

"What are you talking about? I…"

"Uh, hello, there's no way you're going after last night," she argued.

"Yes, there is," he snapped.

"No, there's not," she said in an equally forceful tone. "You're way too tired and worn out. You need a break."

"I'm fine," he argued. At that point, there was another knock on the door. Danny flung it open and was met by several of the robed ghosts. He turned to them looking apologetic. "Sorry I'm late." He turned back to Sam. "I'll be back later, okay? Trust me, nothing is going to happen. It was just some fluke; a one-time thing." With that, he hurried out the door.

Sam had the paper in her hands caught in a death grip. Tucker cautiously laid a hand on her shoulder.

"I'm sure he'll be fine. I mean; I don't trust them a lot right now, but they're Danny's allies. If he was in any real danger, they would do something about it." Despite his words, Tucker didn't sound so sure of himself as he said this.

Sam, still holding angrily onto the note, finally looked down at it. Defense and Offence Skills: Master Shen.

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Danny was led to one of the many floating doors. Most of the robed ghosts had left, but one had stayed behind to guide him. The ghost ushered him inside before closing the door behind the boy. Danny gazed at his surroundings. The floors looked like wood with the exception of a few gym mats and the walls were white. In the middle, sitting cross-legged, was a green-faced ghost with white hair in a long ponytail. His eyes were closed.

"You're late," the ghost said in monotone.

Danny rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, sorry. I got kind of…tied up." In the silence that followed his explanation, the half-ghost shifted awkwardly from foot to foot.

"You are not moving," the ghost stated.

"Am I supposed to?" Danny questioned.

"That is for you to decide."

Danny hesitated for a moment before taking a step forward. Nothing happened, so he continued on until he was a few feet from the ghost. One second later, he was stunned to find his legs flying out from under him. He landed heavily on the floor, looking up into the face of the now-standing ghost.

"You were not prepared," the ghost stated. He offered his hand but after a moment of staring at it cautiously, Danny decided it would be safer to stand up on his own. The ghost smirked. "At least you are a fast learner."

"Really? I usually get the opposite," Danny muttered to himself. The ghost seemed to have heard it, though he made no retort.

"I am Master Shen," he introduced.

"Um…I'm Danny," the boy replied uneasily. He was about to stick out his hand for a handshake, but thought better of it. "Nice to meet you."

"And you as well," Master Shen responded politely. "Now enough formalities. We have work to do."

Danny followed him onto one of the training mats. The two faced each other about five feet apart. Master Shen took on a battle stance.

"First, we shall work on defense. Block me." The ghost charged at Danny, who instinctively put up a shield. Master Shen's hand sliced through it and he was able to knock Danny down within three seconds. He looked downward at Danny, who was currently on the floor. "There is no use relying on your ghost powers to protect you here."

The teen stood back up, keeping an eye on his teacher. Once he was ready, the ghost made his next move. Danny put him arm up to block the first hit, but Master Shen's other hand came in and made contact. Danny was easily disabled and thrown to the floor after that.

A heavy sigh left the boy's lips. "This is going to be a long day."

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Yeah, I think this is a little shorter than usual. Again, I'm sorry. And I'll try my best to update on time next time. (sigh) I really hope I can wrap this up soon. I'm gonna get very busy come next week. If I can't finish quick, everything's going to be all prolonged and I won't be able to get stuff up as fast. Meh.