A/N: I'M BACK! I'm sorry it's been so long! I realize that I said I'd be back earlier than this, but when I said that I failed to factor in Post-Con Depression. I've been in a bad mood for a few days and I feel like anything I could have written then would have been even shittier than my usual writing. Anyway, here's your chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter 13

Jazz's POV

"Ghost shield loophole upgrade, installed!" exclaimed Jazz. "You should be able to get through it now, Danny!"

She, Sam and Tucker were in the OP center. After a few hours of hard work, they had finally figured out how to activate the Fenton Ghost Identifier – a device built to recognize specific ghost signatures – and plug it into the ghost shield. This would – hopefully – allow Danny to pass through the shield. They'd scanned him earlier, and were ready for the first test.

"Okay, going through now," came Danny's voice through the Fenton Phones. The boy was standing invisible in the garden. The only sign he was there was a slight depression in the grass where he was standing, only visible to those who knew what they were looking for.

Jazz watched the live feed from the surveillance cameras as the grass straightened up slightly. Danny had left the ground. A few seconds later a slight fizzle was heard from the shield, and a small person-shaped distortion appeared for a fraction of a second. It attracted the attention of some patrolling ghosts, but upon finding nothing of interest they simply looked away and continued their rounds.

"It worked!" said Danny, and the distortion reappeared in the shield as he presumably flew back through. Seconds later he appeared fully visible in the OP center and landed on the ground.

"Well, that's one problem solved," said Tucker, and Sam nodded.

Danny's POV

Approximately twenty minutes later, Danny set out on his mission. He was invisible – of course – and armed with not only his powers and a Fenton Thermos, but also a couple of wrist rays that Jazz forced him to bring in case something went wrong. He wasn't entirely sure how they would help, but they weren't a hindrance and they made his sister happy, so he brought them.

Flying through the ghost shield sent a slight static-y feeling down his spine – he wasn't sure if it was uncomfortable, but it was certainly odd. Still, it didn't bother him enough to distract him from his goal.

He had to get to Hel, get that mind stone thing away from her, and then somehow take out Loki with her help. Just another – slightly more challenging – day in Amity Park. He'd been in worse situations.

It dawned on him that nothing about the situation was as terrifying as it had seemed before. While giant ghost armies roaming about kidnapping and hypnotizing people wasn't a pleasant sight in any way, he couldn't help but to feel like both he and everyone around him had overreacted a bit. Looking around he could see that the majority of the ghost army was still busy gathering people from all over the world, but it didn't feel anywhere near as horrible as it had before. Weird, he thought as he continued on toward his destination.

"Eyes on target," said Danny, feeling every bit like he was a spy in some action film. He'd been flying for five minutes straight and was now hovering only a few meters away from Hel and the great rift. Ghosts were flurrying around him, and he hoped the sound of his voice had been covered by the sweeping sounds they made as they flew by.

Hel looked virtually unchanged. She was still sat in the exact same position, yelling out commands even though she probably didn't need to – she could control ghosts at the opposite end of the planet, and Danny doubted that her voice could reach that far. On her chest sat the mind stone, casting it's ethereal red light over the bottom of her face.

Once again, Danny felt the slight pull of the stone, but it was easy to resist. The pull wasn't meant for him, but for Hel.

It was now that Danny realized, he had no plan whatsoever as to how he should get the mind stone away from Hel. He could, of course, try to sneak up next to her and grab it, but he had a feeling that would only end in disaster – that thing could control ghosts after all, and he was pretty sure direct contact would put him right under its influence. He could also try to blast it off of her, but then he might accidentally harm her. While he was sure she could take it, he didn't want to hurt her unnecessarily.

He decided to go with the sneak-up-and-grab-the-stone plan.

Carefully, Danny approached Hel. There was a sphere of air around her where no ghosts flew – apparently they valued the personal space of their leader. At least, that's what Danny thought.

As soon as Danny came within two meters of Hel, a sudden strike of pain tore through his head. It only lasted for about a second, but it was enough for him to cry out in pain and close his eyes. When he looked up again, all the ghosts had stopped moving. Well, all the ghosts except for one.

Hel had moved, and she was staring right at him.

Sam's POV

"Danny?! What happened?" shouted Sam into the communications array in the OP center. She'd heard Danny call out, and then his audio feed had cut out and been reduced to a mess of static. This couldn't be good.

"Why won't he answer?" asked Tucker, but Sam was pretty sure he knew just as well as her.

"Because he can't," said Jazz, confirming Sam's thoughts. "Something is blocking the signal, which means he's probably been found. There's not much we can about it do from here."

"Well, we can't just sit around here, can we?" said Sam, "Danny's out there all alone, and obviously his plan has failed. We need to help him, somehow!"

Jazz smiled.

"We will," she began and stood up. "Mom and Dad have been working on something, and I think we should be able to use it now"

The red-haired young woman crossed the room in quick steps, and stopped in front of what looked like a large green cupboard. Carefully, she opened it, and took out the three identical inventions that lay within it.

"They were originally made for Mom, Dad and me, but you two should be able to use them too," said Jazz and showed them to Sam and Tucker.

Sam's eyes widened as she realized what the invention was.

"But, why didn't we use these from the start?" asked Tucker.

"Danny would have wasted at least half an hour arguing with me if I told him about these. I always planned to bring them out, but not until after he'd gone," said Jazz, "Now, who's ready to go kick some ghost butt?"

A/N: Yes, I realize that I never said what the invention was. It's intentional.

Also, sorry if this is even worse than usual. I haven't written for like a week, so I might be a little bit out of practice.

Asgardian words:
Midgard - The human world
Helheim - The ghostzone
Asgard - The part of the ghostzone where the asgardians live
Halfling - Halfa
Jotun - Ghost