Hey ya'll. I'm so sorry for the long wait. Things have been crazy because of school (and because I've been wasting time obsessing over a tv show). I'll try and get the next chapter out in not too long. I do like this chapter a lot. I, personally, love Walker. He was one of my favorite villains on the show. The others being Dark Dan (couldn't use him in this story) and the Ghost Writer (who I'm so glad only ever appeared once. I may explain later if someone asks, but that could get a little rambly right not). So anyway, yay Walker! I hope you enjoy. Please review and tell me what you think.
Danny blasted the doorknob off the door, locking Danielle inside, and turned around. Walker would show up any minute now. I'll just wait here. But then he realized, even if Walker captured him, he might still go after Danielle. He would have to draw Walker away from her. Danny glanced around. He would have to wait 'til Walker saw him, then bolt.
He didn't have to wait long. In just a second, Walker appeared. Danny waited one second, just long enough for Walker to recognize him, and took off. He flew off, not really minding where he went as long as it was away from Danielle. He glanced repeatedly over his shoulder to make sure Walker was keeping up. Unfortunately, Danny became so intently focused on Walker, that he failed to notice where he was going. Danny slammed into something in front of him. Danny shook his head and opened his eyes. He felt his stomach drop. It was some of Walker's goons.
Danny spun around, but Walker had caught up. Before Danny could make a move, Walker pulled out a gun and shot Danny with it. Green bands appeared around Danny's arms and legs, but he hardly noticed. A blinding pain shot through him as soon as the shot from the gun collided with him. He bit down hard on his lip, trying to hold in a cry. But he didn't have to wait long. He felt his vision fade and knew he was slipping away. At- at least Danielle is s- safe... The blackness closed in around Danny, leaving him at the mercy of his enemies.
"Dang it, Danny!" Danielle shrieked as she yanked on the doorknob, unable to get it open. She looked around her. Her body twitched. She needed to hit something, like actually needed. She jerked around; there was nothing in sight that she could punch or kick. She couldn't stand it. She had to hit something or she would explode. Well, not really. She couldn't explode. That was the problem. Finally, she couldn't take it any more. She would break the door apart.
She pulled back and charged up her hand as much as she felt she could. Throwing it as hard as she could, Danielle blasted the door. It was only afterward that she realized the door was probably a portal, and if she destroyed, there wouldn't be a whole just floating in the air. The door would probably vanish altogether. Thankfully, her ghost ray only caused a large hole to appear in the door. She fly through it, back into the ghost zone. Unfortunately, she still couldn't find anything to punch. She felt slightly better, but firing a ghost ray wasn't the same as throwing a good punch.
She glanced around her. She couldn't hear the sirens any more, but she also didn't see Danny. Her heart sank as she realized what that probably meant. She looked down at the bracelet on her arm. She felt her anger coming back again. Before she realized what she was doing, she charged up a ray and blasted the bracelet. She cried in pain as the ray hit her arm. It did succeed in destroying the bracelet, but her arm hurt horribly. She bit her lip and squinted. It probably doesn't look that bad, right? She slowly opened her eyes and checked her arm. The fabric of her glove and been burnt away in a circle pattern where the ray had hit. Her skin beneath was a bright red, but it didn't look badly burnt. She let out a soft sigh. She looked at her other hand. Danny had told her he had ice powers. Did that mean she did? Placing her hand on the burn, Danielle focused hard and soon felt a soothing coolness on it. She sighed and moved her hand. The skin looked a bit better now, but she didn't have time to deal with it now. Right now, she needed to find Danny.
She looked around her. She had never been in the Ghost Zone before. If Danny couldn't even find his way around here, she certainly couldn't. She growled and pushed her hand through her hair. Why Danny? Why did you do that? She felt tears start to slip out. She couldn't stand it. He gave himself up for her. It killed her to know that. She could handle herself. She was tough. She was fifteen. Sure, Danny was seventeen, but that was only two years older. Still, based on what Danny said about Walker...
She shook the thoughts from her head. She couldn't think about that. She would need to find someone to help her find her way to Walker's prison. Danny needed her.
Danny's eyes flickered open slowly. His gaze slid around the room, his mind barely able to process anything. He tried to shake the drowsiness from his head, but it only emphasized the headache he was starting to feel. He blinked a few times and cleared his vision. He was sitting in a dark cell, strapped to a chair in the middle of the floor. There was a single door in front of him, but beyond that, there was nothing. Even in his haze, it occurred to him to try and transform so he could just walk out. As he started to transform though, he felt a jolt surge through his body. He cried out, and the rings around his middle disappeared. He let out a sigh and drooped his head. He shook his head again and looked up as the door opened. He felt a shiver go up his spine as Walker entered the cell.
Danny wasn't really afraid of Walker, but he was a bit frightened of what might happen to him in the jail. Walker hated him. He smiled at Danny, his book of rules in his hand. "Well, well. Look who's back."
Danny glared at him, "Get on with it, Walker. What 'rule' did I break this time?"
Walker chuckled, "Well, punk, there are quite a few, but, let's be honest," he slammed the book shut with one hand, "I don't need any of them to lock you up in here." Walker walked over and leaned in close, but instead of taunting Danny further, he snapped a shock collar around Danny's neck. Walker stood back up, "Now, you had better not cause a lot of trouble. 'Cause if you do," Walker pulled a remote out of his pocket and pressed a button.
Painful didn't even begin to describe what Danny felt. The surge ripped through his body. It felt like he was being torn apart, or being burnt to a crisp. It reminded him of being in the Ghost Portal. He tried to hold a cry of pain in, but he couldn't help it. He screamed. After a minute, the shock stopped. Danny lifted his head. It hurt even to breathe, but he managed to choke out, "Hey, I'm not a stress toy."
Walker grinned, "Still a smart-Alec?" He leaned down, face to face with Danny, "We'll fix that."
Dun, dun, dun! I hope you liked the chapter. I'll try to get the next one out soon. If you have any suggestions, or requests for things you would like to see happen in the story, please tell me. I'd love to hear them. The same goes for constructive criticism. Please, please tell me the areas I'm weak in. Let me know if I need to improve, because otherwise (oblivious as I am) I probably won't improve. Thanks for reading.