Okay, I finally finished writing the new chapter. It's longer than most of the others and I took a long time to edit it like truephan (BTW, thanks) suggested. Well, enjoy!
"Jazz, I almost wanted to kill Vlad for a moment. I've never wanted to kill." Danny admitted in a tone that screamed sorrow and depression. He looked on the verge of tears.
"If I know one thing, it's that you'll never kill. Don't worry, it's going to be alright." Jazz comforted, pulling her little brother into a hug.
He didn't struggle, he just let his sister comfort him. Danny held back his tears, he was too old for that. No, he wouldn't cry. Instead he gave into the hug. His sister began playing with his snow-white hair, her fingers moving through it soothingly. It was a habit she tended to have. It felt pretty relaxing, though. The warmth of the hug felt nice. At last, she pulled away.
"What would I do without you?" Danny asked.
"You'd be going insane." She replied jokingly, although it was probably true. "Now, let's go tell the principal that you won't be any more trouble. You're just going to have to do your best when Vlad comes around."
"Alright, but the minute he turns into Plasmius, he is going down!" Danny claimed.
Jazz giggled. That's the Danny she knew.
The siblings walked out of the office where the principal was waiting.
"Well?" She asked.
"I won't attack Vlad again…unless I absolutely have to." Danny responded.
Jazz elbowed him.
"What? Only if I have to!" Danny argued.
"Define 'have to.'" The principal ordered.
"Hey, if he's holding an ecto-gun to my head, I'm not holding back." Danny defended, crossing his arms stubbornly.
"Okay, that's reasonable." Jazz agreed.
"Fine, but for now, we have to go over a few rules." The woman stated.
Danny groaned. Of course there were rules!
"Rule number 1; no using your ghost powers against other students."
"Like I said, I can't use my powers for anything potentially harmful against the innocent." Danny confirmed.
"You can take that as a; he won't use his powers against other students." Jazz translated.
"Rule Number 2; you'll only be excused to fight ghosts."
As soon as she said that, Danny's ghost sense went off. He gasped with the sudden sensation. Talk about perfect timing!
"Okay, let's make this one of those moments." Danny said, once again phasing out of the extra clothes and slipping on his silvery-white gloves. Danny flew out of the building so that he could intercept the ghost before it came in and caused some real damage. Jazz ran out the door and to the window so that she could watch her little brother. The older woman followed the young red-head.
Up in the sky, Danny was met with a vampire-like ghost.
"I thought I told you to back off, Vlad!" Danny shouted angrily, his eyes blazing with hatred.
"That was a nice little stunt you pulled earlier, Daniel. I doubt that they will trust you now. After all, you just attacked an innocent human." Vlad told Danny in an annoyingly calm tone.
Danny rammed full force into Vlad. "Last time I checked, you weren't that innocent."
"Ah, yes, but they don't know that." Vlad mocked with a smirk.
Danny growled in frustration and sent rounds of ecto-blasts at Plasmius, which were all blocked by a pink ecto-shield.
"You're going to have to do better than that." Vlad teased.
"You have pushed me over the edge one too many times, Plasmius. Now, it's time for payback!" Danny hissed.
The young ghost sent ice shards hurtling at his opponent. Vlad moved out of the way and dodged them. He turned to Danny.
"Ha!" he shouted, but his face fell when he noticed a rather large block of ice heading his way.
The block smashed into him and sent the older half-ghost tumbling to the ground. Vlad hit the ground hard, but leapt back onto his feet. Danny landed softly a few yards away from him. Vlad began walking murderously toward the young half-ghost.
"On more step and I'll unleash the ghostly wail." Danny warned venomously.
"You wouldn't dare." Vlad challenged.
"Try me." Danny retorted, arms folded obstinately.
Vlad began to move forward, defying the young half-ghost. Danny took a huge breath and released his powerful ghostly wail. The screaming echoed through the city as green sonic waves flew from the teen's mouth. Vlad was knocked back a good distance. The man smashed into a brick wall, hidden from prying eyes, and was forced to transform back into his human self. Danny finished up his ghostly wail and sank onto his hands and knees in exhaustion. Unfortunately, Vlad summoned up his strength and transformed back into his ghost self. He stomped up to the tired boy. Danny looked up, gasping for air. Vlad came up to him and backhanded the young ghost across the face. It was hard enough to send him stumbling a few feet to the side and land roughly on the ground.
"See what you have done now? You're weak and exhausted and I'm still strong. You don't stand a chance!" Vlad ridiculed.
Vlad gave the boy a hard kick to the side, sending Danny painfully rolling a few feet away. His body rotated over itself and he ended up having agonizingly to lift himself onto his elbows. He glared at his foe.
"I'm not done yet." Danny claimed.
Ice beams shot out of Danny's eyes and froze Vlad's feet to the spot. Danny rose to his feet; the only force powering him was his rage. He delivered a sharp punch to Vlad's jaw.
"Two can play at that game." Vlad stated after the force of the hit had subsided.
He blasted his feet free and quickly grabbed Danny by the front of his black jumpsuit. Plasmius hoisted Danny off of the ground and then flew upward until he was fifty feet above the ground. Vlad gave Danny a powerful, glowing pink, punch to the stomach. Danny screamed in pain as the burning sensation of the punch came into contact with his body. The charge crackled through the teen's entire body. A smirk formed on the older ghost's face as he watched and heard his captive scream in agony. When Vlad removed his hand from Danny's abdomen, the boy was limp with pain. Scorch marks and cuts covered the young ghost. His hair was messier than usual and his eyes were squeezed shut in pain. Danny let out short, sharp gasps. His body motionlessly hung in the man's powerful grasp.
"Well, I guess that my job is done." Vlad stated triumphantly.
He flung Danny's weak form away from him. The boy's beaten body came crashing into the ground outside of the school.
"Danny!" A female voice screamed in worry and terror.
Jazz ran out of the school to go help her fallen brother. He lay on the grass feebly. Several cuts that were oozing ectoplasm covered him. Bruises were scattered over his form and scratches covered his face as well as a few burn marks. His black and white jumpsuit was tattered as well. Overall, he looked like he had just walked out of a very brutal war. The girl rushed to his side and kneeled down. She shook his limp form.
"Danny, Danny, please wake up." She begged.
He gave no response. At that point, the principal had appeared at Jazz's side and began watching her most brilliant student attempting to wake the ghost boy. Jazz moved him gently so that his head rested on her lap. She stroked his messy hair.
"He really did a number on you this time." Jazz stated, scanning over her younger brother's injuries.
"Jasmine, how often does this happen?" The principal asked in shock.
"He usually doesn't get hurt this bad, but ending up with a cut or two isn't unusual. It depends on how strong the ghost he's fighting is. Can you get some bandaging? I need to wrap up his cuts before they get infected or he bleeds to death." Jazz replied.
"How can he bleed to death? He's a ghost." The woman questioned.
"Please, he really needs help right now. And if you see Sam and Tucker, please tell them to come out here." Jazz begged.
The woman nodded and rushed into the school. After she had left, the girl felt a slight stirring in her lap.
"J-Jazz?" Danny questioned, opening his bright-green eyes slightly. They seemed slightly duller than usual, though.
"Danny, you're okay!" She exclaimed.
Danny tried to sit up, but Jazz stopped him.
"Danny, you're hurt really badly. The principal's getting some help." Jazz explained.
Danny suddenly gripped his stomach and doubled over in pain. A loud groan escaped his throat.
"Danny!" The voices of Sam, Tucker, and Valerie yelled.
The three rushed up to where Jazz and Danny were. Valerie had joined Sam and Tucker when she heard that her new friend had been hurt.
"What happened?!" Sam demanded.
"Vlad came. He hurt Danny really badly." The oldest of the group explained.
Jazz carefully set Danny back onto the grass so that he'd have more room to move. His arms gripped his abdomen tightly. His breath was shallow. The principal came running back with a few rolls of gauze. She handed them to Jazz. The second oldest of the group began wrapping the gauze around the bigger wounds.
"Should I call an ambulance?" She questioned.
The four teens looked down at their struggling friend.
"Call my parents. The doctors can't help with ghosts, but my parents can." Jazz replied.
The principal nodded and took out a cell-phone. She began dialing the Fentons. They were on speed dial (due to their son's recent problems and troublemaking habits).
"Danny, it's going to be okay. The Fentons are coming, they're going to help." Sam assured. Although, it seemed more like she was trying to assure herself.
Did you people seriously think that I was going to let Danny off with just 'we have some rules for you'? Review please!