DANNY PHANTOM: THE WAY I SEE IT
DIAMOND GRYPHON
DATE: 1/16/07
Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom.
CHAPTER 9: THE GHOST ATTACK
Jazz
The ghost attack was all over the news. 'The Invasion Has Begun!' 'Ghosts Now Threaten Lives!' 'Five People Left In Critical Condition!'
While the attack on Sam had been covered up, no one could hide a ghost holding a whole building hostage. The ghost sent three people into a coma, two people got gas poisoning, and of the other seventeen, twelve had to remain hospitalized for a day.
This was the first time anyone had ever been seriously hurt by a ghost attack. Most of the damage had been to property, and the worst injury was a sprained ankle that a woman had received while running away from one of Pariah's minions.
Needless to say, the panic in the city increased dramatically. A curfew was imposed upon the city and citizens were encouraged to stay inside when possible. The people turned to me and my parents for advice. Specter Deflectors were sold by the hundreds and my parents were desperately trying to come up with better weapons to fight these new threats. The only reason that there wasn't a death this time was because of Danny.
He had managed to get there shortly after the start of the attack. Luckily, the ghost liked to monologue and hadn't done too much damage before Phantom arrived on the scene.
He was quick. Phantom went in, beat up the ghost, captured him in the Thermos, and got out before anyone could get a good look at him.
The media was debating whether the people had been rescued by a new ghost hunter, or a rival ghost. Most people's money was on the ghost hunter, but the tabloids were raving about the next Inviso-Bill.
If only they knew how close they were!
Sam
The ghost attack came suddenly, without any warning.
I had been touring Axion Labs with my parents when it happened. They were trying to make social connections to the head of the facility. My parents are sickeningly sweet at the best of times, but when they were using all their charm and it was unbearable.
We were on a balcony overlooking the main lab room. After explaining a bit about the room, the guide led my parents down the stairs to the main floor. I hung back, glaring over the railing at the two people who continually ruined my life.
The next thing I knew, the lower floor of the lab was covered in a blanket of fog.
Scared, I ducked behind the railing of the balcony and peaked over to see a ghost in a clean suit flying around over the fog. I was high enough to avoid the mist since I had stayed on the second story.
"Run you imbeciles, run!" The ghost screamed in a high pitched, nasal voice. "Run in circles like headless chickens!"
I made sure to keep out of sight as I carefully examined the ghost. It was wearing a white protective suit with the Axion Labs logo, like we had seen earlier on the tour. Below his waist, the suit dissolved into a mist and the overall appearance reminded me of a genie. He had on a gas mask that had a tube connecting to an air purifier on his back, where there were also two large gas canisters.
"That's right, panic!" The thing screeched maniacally as there were sounds of people stumbling blindly below him. "Fools! Murderers!"
He whisked away the fog with a flick of his hand so that the people below could get a good look at the ghost. There were several gasps and many of the employees reached for their cell phones.
"Not so fast!" the ghost shouted. "There is no escape for you! You will all suffer my fate!"
He then pointed at an unfortunate man who happened to have his phone open. A leak in one of the gas canisters let a small wisp of a purple vapor snake out in the direction of the ghost's outstretched finger and wrap itself loosely around the man's head.
He immediately collapsed into a fit of coughing.
"Anyone else want to try to call for help?" The thing sneered. Everyone immediately froze before setting their phones slowly on the ground.
"That's much better." The ghost nodded approvingly. "Now, murderers, Miasma will let you live for a little while longer, to prolong your suffering!"
I ducked behind the wall and sank to the floor, my head spinning. The ghost didn't know I was there; I had a chance to help. Slowly, I pulled out my cell phone and dialed Danny's number.
As soon as the phone was picked up, I started talking, not letting him even have a chance to say 'hello.'
"Danny, this is Sam. Look, I'm at Axion Labs. There's a ghost here. He said he's going to kill everyone. Get Jazz. Hurry." I whispered urgently before hanging up. I slumped to the ground and silently prayed that help would arrive in time.
The ghost's ranting had covered up the small noise that my phone call had made, and all that I could do was listen to it.
" . . . And after all of my contributions to Axion, what do they give me? A leaky gas tank in an airtight room! I pounded at the door for as long as I could before I died! You will all pay for killing me!"
I peered over the wall to find the ghost laughing as the people below choked in a violet haze. The man who had been the first target wasn't moving. Help couldn't come soon enough.
"Miasma will make sure you pay! Die! Die! Die!" The ghosts laughter stopped abruptly as he was hit by an ectoblast.
It was Phantom!
Miasma righted himself before considering his opponent. "Why do you think you are? No one can stop me!" The ghost cackled before dissolving into vapor.
Phantom seemed unfazed as Miasma slowly wrapped himself around him.
"Choke! Suffer! Die!"
Phantom just cocked an eyebrow. The gas flew away from him and reformed itself.
"What! Why won't you die?" Miasma screamed in fury.
"I thought that would be obvious." Phantom retorted hotly. "Unless of course . . ." He grinned before flying at his opponent.
Miasma had no time to respond as his air hose was ripped out. Phantom then threw the surprised ghost into his own poisonous haze.
"Unless you need to breathe also."
The ghost floated in the gas cloud, choking. For once, he didn't seem to have anything to say.
Phantom took the Thermos from his back and captured Miasma. In the process, all the toxic fumes were sucked up as well.
He glanced around at all the people on the floor and left before I was able to come out of hiding and talk to him.
I gingerly picked my way down the stairs to find my parents. They were still coughing occasionally, but appeared to be okay. They were doing a lot better than some of the others.
I only let myself be relieved when I heard the sound of sirens.
Danny
The ghost attack wasn't that bad, in fact it was almost helpful.
After I got the call, I yelled the information at Jazz as I transformed and rushed toward Axion Labs.
The fight was really odd in my opinion. I may not be an expert on ghosts, but even I knew that the attack wouldn't work. Have you ever heard of a ghost that needed to breathe?
Apparently, Miasma needed air so it was easy enough to defeat him with his own poison.
At the end of the battle, I glanced around to try and find Sam. I was glad she wasn't there; I didn't want her getting hurt.
Satisfied that I had done my job, I went back home to my interrupted training session. Over the next week, I realized what the attack had done for me.
I was more confident. I didn't just try to sit in the back of the room being invisible anymore. I was actively involved in class; I didn't feel ashamed of knowing answers.
Around Sam and Tucker, I felt more comfortable expressing my opinions. I made more contributions to our conversations, and even laughed at some of Tucker's jokes.
Now if only I had the confidence to stand up to Jazz and tell them my secret.
Okay. More action this time, but it is mainly relationships after this. Remember that after Chapter 11, TWISI will be updated under another story.
I have decided to post Mentor. The problem is that I realized how lame the first chapter sounded so I'll have to rewrite it. Which is sad, since I had already written the first 5 chapters. Expect it to air next Saturday.
This story will update next Tuesday.
-Gryph
