A/N: Shade: Yeppp. Phantom won't come out of hiding. Something about not wanted to get attacked by rabid Danny Phangurls or something. Or the giant caps letter reviews of DOOM.
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No summery this time! Just the line from last time
One Second. Too Late.
Consequence
Vlad struck, with his hand glowing with the pink ecto-energy, right into his old collage buddy, firing far too fast for anyone to do anything about it.
Danny watched in horror as his father fell to the ground, with Vlad grinning smugly behind him. He glared at his foe, holding back the crushing urge to fall to the ground and sob for his fallen father. But instead he continued to glare, shivering uncontrollably "I'll…I'll kill you!" he shouted, still twitching.
"I'd like to see you try" Vlad grinned, enjoying the feeling of total victory. He didn't seem to notice how Maddie just stood stunned, or how the young ghost-boy was twitching uncontrollably in an immense rage.
"I will then!" he snarled, in a voice that was not his own. Abandoning all ecto-blasts or other ghost powers he leaped towards his smug foe, eyes burning with rage.
Vlad didn't have time to draw breath before the enraged ghost was over him, attacking with such skill and sheer power that even the ecto-sheids he conjured up wouldn't stop the unrelenting rain of physical attacks from Daniel. If he lifted an arm, Danny would counter with a low kick. If he tried to dodge, he'd be right there to meet him with a fist in the face. Where did he get such power? I-I can't stop him! He too met the ground, certain that some bones where smashed to oblivion during the assault. "Okay Daniel…you win, I'll leave" he croaked, staring at Danny, who was standing over him with a charged ecto-blast.
"No you won't. I'm going to kill you, remember?" Danny hissed in that weird voice he'd adopted. He raised his fist to fire, but stopped. What am I doing! I'm not like him…I wouldn't kill Vlad, not matter how much I hate him! He shivered slightly, but was still poised to strike.
"Danny don't!" Sam yelled, rushing from FentonWorks, with Tucker right on her heels
"Ya dude! You wouldn't do that!" Tucker added, feeling more safe as he had a Fenton Thermos strapped to his back, just incase.
Danny faltered, eyes flicking between both his friends and his foe, and slowly lowered his hand. "I…I…I…Did that?" he stuttered, looking at the mess that was Vlad. Collapsing to his knees he choked back sobs "What's-What's WRONG with me!" he asked his friends, but his eyes firmly set on his un-moving father.
"Nothing's wrong, you didn't kill him, right?" Sam tried to comfort her friend, but it seemed to whistle right over his head.
"Uh huh…" he mumbled, struggling to his feet and stumbled over to his Dad, but no tears fell. Not yet.
Maddie finally snapped back awake, and riveted her ecto-gun on her son "Get way from him…you-you MONSTER!" she growled, but her threat fell on deaf ears.
"Can you hear that?" he asked her, staring intently at Jack.
Everyone looked at him blankly "Hear what?" Maddie asked, running over to where both her husband and most hated foe where, trying to ignore Phantom.
"Don't you hear it! That thumping noise, coming from him! I. I don't think he's dead yet." He just kept staring at his dad, willing him to get back up.
Maddie quickly looked Jack over, and tears steamed from her eyes as she noticed that he wasn't breathing, and was unresponsive to their talking "He's gone. And it's all your fault!" she snarled
"No…no he's not! I hear it! His life-force…I hear it!" he sputtered. But how was he supposed to help him? And like a bolt from the blue, he remembered an incident only a few weeks ago.
LINEBREAKTOFLASHYBACK!YESHTHEBREAKSOFLINEAREBACK!!!
"Sheesh, that hurt" Danny complained, rubbing his back in an attempt to sooth the pain. It wasn't working.
"How did it hurt?" Sam asked, tapping the ghost-boy so he'd answer her. He'd ignored her three times now.
"Well, kind of like someone was pinching my back…but it doesn't hurt anymore" he said, confused
"Arrg! That does hurt!" Sam complained, feeling the pain he'd described
"What?"
"Uh, dude. I think you just gave your pain to Sam." Tucker spoke up.
"Weird. Remind me not to tough anyone when I'm in pain…"
WELLTHATWASQUICK!OHVELL.
What if it works the other way too? He thought desperately, and grabbed his father's jump suited shoulders. Come on…I'll take his pain instead! He clenched his eyes shut, trying to draw the pain away from his Dad. It was like a solid object in his mind...he'd just grab it and he'd be fine. Just fine...
"Get your awful hands off of him!" she shouted, about to shove him away, but didn't get the chance too. He fell off himself, flat on his back, staring at the sky blankly.
"He's okay now…look" he grunted through sharp jabs of pain all throughout his torso. Man, this does hurt! No wonder his heart stopped…and stayed stopped. This stupid energy kept it from working…
Maddie obliged, and gasped in surprise as she was her husband's chest move slowly upward in a breathing motion. Now I'm really confused…
Danny struggled to his feet, stumbling over to his friends "I can't change back for a bit…got any ideas where to hide out?" he asked quietly, hoping to sneak away before his mom caught him again.
"We'll go to Tucks…hurry, let's go." Sam whispered, leading the way as Tucker ran after, and Danny flew slowly behind. The pain was intolerable, a constant jabbing pain like a white hot poker stabbing his insides that was showing no signs of stopping anytime soon. Just peachy.
Maddie didn't notice the trio make their escape, too busy trying to drag her snoring husband back to the house. At least he sounds better She thought dryly, finally reaching her house, and propped her husband against the couch, collapsing into a near-by chair before it struck her. Where did the two ghosts go?
LASTLINEBREAKFORTHISCHAPPIEPEOPLES!
Vlad was still on the pavement, moaning softly. Daniel was more like him than he'd thought, unrelenting to a fault, but quite a bit stronger when he had motivation. But he didn't understand why his voice had been so different. So chilling and emotionless, not the boy's normal voice by a long shot. Then whose was it?
And now he had to wait for his stupid little minions to pick him up. How embarrassing.
HA! I DIDN'T LEAVE A CLIFFIE! Or did I? –Insane laughter- I hope you liked this chappie, as I had a ton of fun writing it! Yay for insane Dannyness!
So I'm wanting to know, like it? Hate it? Fixed my comma problem? REVIEW!
And a side question, who's the worst villain on DP? I say Poindexter!
-Phantom Shade