Linariel: I've had a few people tell me I don't update fast enough. Well I'm sorry but I can't help that. I'm a college student, I have a job, and a life off the computer. I do apologize but I'm trying to update more frequently. Remember how I told you I had a cold last chapter? Well It turned into a virus and lasted for a month. After that came Christmas. I worked on this off and on but it wasn't till I few days ago that I was able to finish.
Anywho! Thanks so much for the reviews. More would be even more greatly appriciated even if just a comment. I'm a writer and I plan to publish my own work one day this is sort of a test run you could say. Plus it's great practice.
Not sure if you know this or not but this series will consist of 20 episodes. I have summaries written down for each. Only thing is when they will premier.
BTW I realized that meaning of what G.P.A. stands for has been going by two names. That was an accident. I took a vote on my deviantART account and it came down to more people preferred Ghost Protection Agency over Ghost Patrol Agency. So I'm going with that it was a tough decision. If you have any thoughts or comments on the choice let me know. I will be changing things so all chapters stand for the same acronym when I have the time. Sorry if it confused anyone.
I hope you enjoy this final chapter of Sibling Bonds
Disclaimer: I do not own any Danny Phantom characters from the series that honor goes to the incredibly creative Butch Hartman. I do however own all the characters who don't appear in the series are mine. That includes Adrian, Jennifer, Lilith, Alicia and any others.
Adrian Spook
In
Sibling Bonds
Episode Summary:
After being given the cold shoulder by her brother Jennifer decides to go against their parents rules. She gets captured by a ghost with not the usual motives of revenge. Unfortunately Danny has an extended Ghost Council so he doesn't know about this. Can Adrian save his sister from the specter's clutches on his own?
Part 3
Everything was quiet.
For the longest moment no voices spoke.
Even the Guys in White who were the instigators of the whole mess remained silent.
All eyes were focus on the broken pieces of what had once been the Maddie Modulator. The young parta felt like his heart had stopped in that instant. He was a failure, and a horrible brother. He'd let his sister down if had ducked that blast quicker then his bargaining chip wouldn't have been destroyed. Adrian Fenton remained silent but he could take his eyes off the disaster.
Finally a mechanical sounds were heard, all blended into a young gasp. Adrian and Alicia's attention was brought to the area that should have had Jennifer sitting. But she was no longer there. She was gone his sister had vanished from sight. Their eyes widened as they assessed what happened, and their gaze snapped up to the girl's captor.
Bullet narrowed his gaze on them. "No deal." Was the only thing he said with a shake of his head. He digitized the ecto dejecto before they could stop him transporting it far way. A calculated look came on his face as he seemed to think over something. "Unless… you can actually, get another copy of that thing?" He looked at them both expectantly.
Shaking his head the parta replied. "Not possible my grandmother only made one. That's why it's in the archives it hasn't been used for years." In fact the first and only time it had been used according to his mother was during the whole incident where the male population had vanished thanks to Kitty's kiss power.
"They did make an upgrade a while back." Alicia pointed out having more knowledge of the latest fenton weaponry.
"It's either that model or we have no deal." Bullet said with his hands folding over his chest. "So what are we going to do about this? I need to make up the difference somehow."
"You aren't using my sister as leverage." Adrian snarled his yellow eyes tinting to a brighter shade.
"Well then get this thing fixed." Bullet dryly spoke before his gaze turned to the Guys in White who for once were silently approaching. "You have fifteen hours. No more, no less. Until then…" one of his cannons protruded from his armor blasting the ghost hunters back into the G.P.A. team. "Chow." He saluted them pressing a button on his gauntlet to teleport away before Adrian could catch up to him.
Once the ghost was gone all the hunters had turned their attention on the two teens. "Freeze ghost, You two little missy. You are coming with us where you will be interrogated."
Adrian grumbled he didn't want to deal with these guys. He was not about to get caught, and risk them realizing who he actually was either. Glancing at Alicia he gestured to towards the sky. She threw him a look of disgust. "Hey this time we have no other choice."
"You are not taking me up there again." Alicia protested as she moved to gather the broken pieces of the fenton gadget stuffing them in the duffle bag once more. "I'd rather go on foot."
A warning blast came at Adrian's left side. He grunted the sensation of the weapon against his side it felt like the wind was nearly knocked out of him. He'd never felt such a strong sensation before even his grandparents weapons weren't so dangerously powerful. As he forced down the pain his eyes darted around the area to make out the gathering of agents and hunters. Sure enough they were getting surrounded. The young Spook did not want to become a test subject to them. He could not risk getting exposed not now.
"A.D. are you okay?" Alicia asked moving nearer to check him over. That was all the chance he needed. Grabbing onto her wrist he pulled her into his arms and took off for the sky. The added weight was barely any problem despite the pain he was feeling, but then again his best friend had always been fairly light.
Energy pelted at them from shouting government agents and another direction. It seemed the G.P.A. task force had joined in the fray. But the young parta focused his powers on getting higher in the sky while Alicia's hands grew tighter around his neck. He could almost feel his windpipe being crushed.
Only after they'd finally left the area, and were far enough away did he voice his complaint. "Alicia please quit it your…"
Realizing what she was doing Alicia loosened her hold some. "I'm going to get you back for this." She said pointedly.
"Not the time to be worrying about idle details. We have to get this thing fixed."
"Any ideas how?"
Adrian sighed suddenly feeling truly weighted down by the problems of the day before. "A few."
Waiting…
That's all they'd seemed to be doing at this council meeting.
Heated gazes were getting more rapidly drawn towards him. Most just didn't seem to accept the presence of Danny Phantom. Whispers were thrown around as fingers, claws, and other appendages were pointed his way. He vaguely heard his son Adrian's name being brought up but he had to be mishearing that. Why on Earth would any ghosts be talking about his boy?
Before he could draw up any conclusions or eavesdrop on anymore conversations a chime echoed through the building. It sounded much like an old grandfather clock with its booming presence. It would have seemed out of place, if not for the fact one of the Six Ancients was the Master of Time.
Clockwork in his present form nodded to the many ghosts with a curt expression. Before speaking. "May this council meeting come to order. We have much to discuss before time runs its course completely." Speaking in his own enigmatic way as he always did. One could never completely understand what he was saying it always came out unclear until the moment of occurrence. Still no ghost could deny the presence of this particular spirit was powerful enough to quiet all of them down.
A shadow of a smile came on the Time Ghost's face as he changed into his future form of an older spirit. "Then I leave the next part of our discussion to Aisha."
Danny remembered her from his studies of ghost history, before being accepted into the council. As the Mistress of Life she was one of the Ancients. She watched over everything that was living from a distance, she knew when the first breath was taken, and when the last was near. A grand woman, despite how old she truly was she appeared to be in her early thirties. With bronze skin, and long flowing gold hair. Like Clockwork she had different forms, four to represents the elements of ground, sky, water, her current one matched the sun with its blazing glory. She had a transparent veil on her head, and her dress looked like a wedding gown save for the fact it was golden it flowed down trailing behind her in a wave. Her ecto green eyes twinkled their hue unmistakable.
"Thank you, Clockwork." Aisha's voice came out rich and bountiful, it could make any feel warm just by hearing. Turning to all her face went grim. "The peace, we have enjoyed for so many years is coming close to being broken soon…" murmurs broke out in the audience of this discovery, but she held of her hand gently to silence them. "Soon nothing will stand between our foes, our allies, and all in-between. This is an ill time my fellow ghosts. A shift is coming and the balance of our world and human one is at risk once more…" She nodded slightly to Danny although he was the only one who seemed to catch her gesture. "our worlds are on the precipice of falling apart."
"Portals have become more rapid in a dangerous amount." Another voice spoke up next to her dryer and sterner. It was the Master of Mind usually going by the name Hugues.
He was yet another ancient older ghost this one with the appearance of an owl humanoid. His nose was shaped much like a beak, his skin was toned white, his eyes were large the color of amber brown, with bushy almond brown eyebrows. His hair was the same brown color it looked more like feathers than what is naturally seen on humans. His clothes were dominantly featured in white, grey, and a dull brown. He was dressed in garb that seemed to be a patch work of many scholars with a lab coat over his suit, bits, and pieces paper were sticking out of his various pockets.
Hugues glanced at Aisha but she nodded for him to continue. Snapping his attention back to the council at an almost inhuman speed he went on. He brought his palm out to produce a diagram out thin air it depicted a vast amount of calculations an numerical data which Danny could barely decipher growing issues. " According to my findings if this keeps going on as it is, then we have less than a year before things are thrown into turmoil. We have not found the perpetrator yet, but I can assure you nature had nothing to do with this. Too many things are behaving in such an illogical way. This poses a large problem for the peace treaty between both our kinds. We must..."
A sound like nails on chalk board abruptly ended the Mind Ghost's prepared speech.
Danny tensed as he and all eyes present turned to the left, where the sound was coming from. Directly next to the entrance floated a being who was obviously not a member of the Council. It appeared to look much like a stereotypical ghost one of the many haunting the realm. But it was completely pitch black and its apple green eyed gaze was direct. Its focus and expression told of too much intelligence to be incompetent like of its kin.
"Who are you and how dare you interrupt my speech?" Hugues said sounding livid which a first was for the usually calm scholar. He looked ready to pull out his feathers at any moment.
The ghost smirked. "I'm surprised you and those other ancients don't recognize me geek. Especially you Time Ghost." He said directing his attention to Clockwork.
"You do look like someone I should know of." At his words Clockwork's form abruptly became that of a small child, representing the past. "Though it should not be so, for your time had ended long ago."
"Yeah according to you and the grim reaper, but…" he shrugged casually. "miracles happen I guess. Name's Mock, never forget it."
"What is the point of your interruption?" Hugues asked becoming exasperated. "You were not called upon to appear before the council!"
"And I wouldn't appear if you asked me. You're judicial system is flawed." He replied with a smirk. "Keep your feathers in shape nerdy owl." The shadow like ghost Mock said with a cackle. "I haven't even gotten to that part yet." He turned his gaze to the gathering of ghosts other than the Six Ancients. "I mean no harm. I am here to address our Fellow ghosts each and every one of you. " his gaze set on Danny Phantom and he smirked. "That includes you hybrid. My boss has a message for you all."
"Well your boss should just wait till we finish things yah know." Came a young youthful voice of Nebula the Mistress of Space as she floated a little higher then the rest of ancients. She had the appearance of a teenager complete in shades of blues from her skin to her hair a midnight blue which was formed in a side ponytail. Her outfit was a futuristic short sleeve shirt, a flowing skirt, a pair of loose leggings, and ballet slippers. Complete with star shaped headphones nestled over her ears. She was completely decked in a star like glow. Her bright blue eyes showed much maturity despite her appearance, she was after all an ancient. Her hands went to her hips as she looked at him. "Why get in the middle of things now bub?"
"Star girl. Brings up a point I suppose." The ghost said with a shrug and an idiotic grin. "But this is far too important to wait." His tone was gradually becoming deeper. It took on a darker air sounding almost unnatural which is odd to think of when you bring up a ghost. As he spoke the Ancients eyes seemed to become wider and narrow, all of them seemed to recognize it.
Clockwork nodded silently to the rest, and the Six flew as one off their platform straight at the shadow ghost. But before they could even get close an energy barrier appeared, completely encircled the Mock's form keeping him just out of their reach.
His pupils dilated to ochre color as his expression became different. It was as if he wasn't even there anymore, and someone was speaking through him. The ghost Mock seemed to have become a puppet now. "My dear ghost kind, brothers and sisters, compatriots, and confidants, today I speak to you through my servant of the beginning of greatness. The beginning of a revolution…"
The older hybrid didn't like the sound of that. 'this can't end well.'
As lunchtime rolled around Sam Fenton entered the house carrying her sleeping little daughter Lilith. Her seminar had ended earlier than expected for which she was grateful. It had been eventful and informative but their guest speaker had a very ill outlook on society which was so biased she wanted to speak her mind about it. Only the restraint of her fellow coworkers kept her from doing just that. However after the meeting she gave him a piece of her mind on just what she thought of his philosophy.
After all the drama she'd headed over to the Foley's mansion to pick of Lilith who'd apparently had an all-night sleepover with Kendra and Hope. They'd stayed up so long that her usually active slightly hyper daughter was too sleepy to even greet her mother. She fell into her arms causing Sam to have to carry her to the car. She could swear Lilith got her heavy sleeping habits from her father. Unless an extremely loud disturbance was set off it was hard to get him to wake up from anything.
Stroking her little one's red hair she entered the living room with the intentions of heading up to the room where she kept her office supplies. But the foul odor and abrupt blaring of the smoke alarm stopped her.
Quickly and gently as possible she set down her daughter and dashed to the kitchen to find something was burning in the oven, and there was smoke everywhere. Coughing she waved away the vapors as she moved to the stove to turn it off. The smoke was still there but the crisis had been averted. She opened a nearby window to air out the house. Taking a deep breath she glanced in the stove to find charbroiled remnants of what was probably one of her soy bean casseroles.
The stove had been set on low so it had probably taken only till little over a few minutes ago for the alarm to start. Odd where was Adrian in all this? This was so careless it wasn't like him to forget something so importantly. If she hadn't gotten home sooner then the house could have been burnt down. Something was definitely up. After checking on Lilith, only to find her still fast asleep, she headed up the stairs to confront her son.
Meanwhile Adrian was upstairs with Alicia. Bits and pieces of the machine were scattered out on the bed. Both we're exhausted but the parta managed to get an extra boost of energy thanks to his ghost half. He needed it if they were going to finish this. The decision was inevitable he would fix the Maddie Modulator there wasn't anyone else they could ask for help from. Besides they both knew he had a knack when it came to working with ghost equipment. Just neither knew just how far the limited could go.
Alicia watched her B.F. F. idly as she could feel herself nodding off a few times but quickly shook herself awake. She'd even retrieved a package of highly caffeinated sodas that were probably Adrian's dad's from downstairs for an energy boost. But sugar only works so far.
The parta's entire focus was on the scraps of metal he was putting back together. He barely glanced up except to ask for some random tool or his one can of soda, he'd been sipping off and on for the past three hours. Unlike Alicia he was still only on his first. Ghost powers did have some benefits in these situations. His yellow eyes squinted over a nearby blue print they'd retrieved from the attic upstairs. Thankfully Adrian's parents thought of keeping copies of his grandparents work or they'd be so lost right now.
"How's it coming?" Alicia asked with a yawn.
Adrian didn't look up as he turned one of the many screws that held the machine together. "It's gradually returning to its original form."
"Only problem is if it will work." Said the Foley girl, yawning once more, as her eyes begun to twitch.
For once Adrian stopped working, and glanced up at her with concerned yellow eyes. "You should probably get some sleep 'Licia. I can finish the rest."
She shook her head firmly although it appeared to be in slow motion. "No way, you don't have anyone else helping you. What kind of friend would I be if I left you alone." She yawned leaning against the bed as he continued to work.
Too tired to argue Adrian nodded. The door flung open abruptly throwing them both off balance. The young parta felt the strange cold sensation envelope his body once more, as he stared into the matching amethyst eyes of his mother.
Sam took one glance around the room. The usually neat and tidy area of her son was cluttered. Not to mention metal, wire, bits and pieces of a random ghost weapon of sorts were sprawled on the bed. She guessed Adrian had probably been tinkering with one of the gifts his grandparents sent him. Alicia was on top the bed leaning against the post, but something was missing, something or someone who should have been there. "Where's Adrian?" she asked her voice sounding calm, and collected, but it had an edge to it that the parta could detect.
Then he made sense of her words. 'Where's Adrian? What's she talking about I'm…' his thoughts stopped when he noticed the nearby mirror held no reflection. It showed Alicia and Sam but he was missing. He wasn't there. No that made no sense. How could this be? He was on the bed right next to Alicia. 'I'm right here. Maybe it's because I'm exhausted yes that must be it.'
"Huh?" Alicia asked her eyes were wide. She must have seen Adrian's parta form. So she didn't recognize him, well Danny didn't so it made sense sort of. "Oh…" she said with a small laugh. "This is just one of my ghost friends is all." She reached out for Adrian without glancing in his direction, putting her arm around his neck she smiled. "Yup A.D. Spook." But when she saw the concerned look on Sam's face she raised an eyebrow.
"Are you feeling okay Alicia." Sam asked gently to the girl. Maybe it was the bags she saw under the poor girl's eyes. "Did you sleep alright?"
"O-f-course I did." Alicia stuttered for once lying didn't seem to come easy to her.
Adrian was beginning to wonder what this was all about. He wanted to say something, but he felt he needed hold back at least for now.
"Alicia…" Sam replied again her tone becoming even more gentle which was something that rarely happened. "There's nothing there."
"O-" Alicia started, she turned to look in the direction Adrian should be in. She gasped shoving back from him. The parta found himself flying off the bed in the process. Her eyes widened with panic. 'Where did he go? And why did it feel like I was holding him just a minute ago. Oh no please no.'taking a deep breath she laughed. "Oh would you look at that you were right." She laughed nervously but tried to pass it all off as a joke. "I didn't get much sleep is all that's probably why I feel this way."
That sounded reasonable so Sam nodded then put her hands on her hips as her eyes narrowed. "But where's Adrian? I need to speak with him about a certain incident downstairs."
Adrian raised an eyebrow from the place he was now floating. What on Earth was she talking about? What down—oh now he remembered. Oh great. He wanted to slap himself in the face but didn't want to risk his mother hearing it and getting suspicious. 'Idiot you forgot to turn off the oven.'Well he had to admit Jennifer had been more important to remember at the time.
Still nervous and finding her sleep deprivation catching up, she tried to collect herself. After all she now figured this might be another ability of Adrian's he never told her about so she took the fall. "Oh he went to the store to get some… glue?! Yeah glue for our science project." She motioned to the gadget on the bed.
"Oh." Sam said and shook her head. Why did her son have to have forgetful moments like his father. Well it didn't matter she'd have to punish him when he got back. "Well when he returns will you tell him I want to speak with him? I'll be in the office down the hall."
"Sure Mrs. Fenton." Alicia chirped with a forced smile but fortunately this time she was able to make it more natural.
Only after Sam had shut the door did Alicia loose it. Looking about the room she squinted her tired doe eyes trying to get even a glimpse of her friend. "Oh Adri? You can come out now." Getting no response she became frustrated. "Adrian Fenton at least answer me. I know you're in here, the room is too cold for you to have left."
"I was just waiting for mom to leave completely." Replied Adrian it came from the direction near the window. But from what she could see he wasn't there and neither was his shadow.
Alicia's eyes widened and she blinked a few times. "So I wasn't seeing things you went in invisible?"
"I'm starting to think ghosts bodies react to their surroundings to camouflage like a chameleon but yeah basically." Came his voice in the air but he still didn't appear.
"So when do you plan to appear again Adri?" she asked with a slight yawn the excitement had passed and the sugar rush had died down. No matter how amazing her friend's new power was it still didn't merit enthusiasm for someone who had been up for nearly twenty-four hours.
"Not certain I think..." Adrian began then thought carefully about how to answer her. He'd never done something like this before. Or had he? He could feel his eyes widening yes he had. "I've done this before. I remember this sensation."
"From when Adri?" Alicia asked leaning closer to the bed but listening the best she could.
"When I was at the G.P.A. building there was this guy in the basement…" his eyes widened. "He should have been able to see me but he walked straight through me." Adrian thought back to the feeling from before, perhaps if he isolated the core he could become visible again. Reaching into the cold side of his core he tried to concentrate on willing away the blanket of energy around him. Abruptly a ring of white light appeared around him transforming him in the process.
Alicia noticed the light, and gradually the invisible being materialized as her amethyst eyed, raven hair best friend.
As soon as that was over Adrian fell to the ground with a thud, he let out a moan as he could feel the injury from the Guys in White becoming painful once more. "Why did it have to do that?" Pushing himself upright he could feel his energy quickly depleting. The young poet's eyes widened. "Alicia I need a soda promptly."
He didn't have to ask again Alicia was already rushing over with a soda in hand along with a water bottle. "You should probably drink this afterwards since this will only increase your thirst."
Adrian nodded gulping down the can of soda, and then taking to chugging dry the water soon afterwards. Only when he was done did he wipe his mouth of excess liquid, and take a deep breath. Afterwards his attention once more set on the Maddie Modulator with Alicia's help, he made it to the bed, and begun working on the device again. Just a few more screws, and nails, thankfully then it would be done.
"Well look on the bright side." Alicia said cheerfully trying to lighten the mood.
Adrian glared at her darkly not in the mood for one of her speeches. "Which is?"
"Now it will be easier to hide from people when you turn ghost."
"Argh!" Adrian cried feeling all his frustration coming out at once. Not to mention he'd just crashed a hammer down on his thumb.
Alicia cringed at the loud sound coming from her usually quiet friend then shook her head. Maybe a nap would be a good idea for both of them after they finished this thing. For now she'd lend him support and try her best to keep him awake.
After taking her husband's advice Valerie had headed home to get some sleep. After her busy night but she was up bright and early in her office to begin assessing how to handle the new occupants of the Ghost Protection Agency. It took most of the morning but she managed to draw up a contract containing guidelines that she felt even the leader of the Guys in White wouldn't be able to argue against following. When she arrived at headquarters she instantly became wary something was up. The usually invisible shield of energy around the building was visible.
Biting her lip she headed toward the inside. In an instant the shield when invisible once more. Or it could of vanished completely. Rolling up the sleeve of her shirt she checker her ecto decto meter on her bracelet. No it was obviously working. After a moment it became visible again flickering to the same color as before. Obviously there was glitch in the overall programming she'd have to get Tucker down here to fix it and maybe get Jazz's husband Lars as well.
"Well at least it's working." She said trying to think positively as possible. It wasn't easy things had been too off kilter today. There was only one person in the building at the time who would know what was up. She headed to the unmarked security room where her father Damon Gray would probably be working.
After entering his office she found him busy as ever typing things and working on a mess of wiring that had… was that hot chocolate stains on it? She thought her father was more of a coffee drinker. "So what's the damaged and how bad are we under?" Valerie asked him.
Damon Gray's attention drew up and he smiled warmly at his only daughter. "Sweetheart…" he pulled himself up from where he'd been sitting to come over and give her one of his warm bear hugs. She looked like she could use it. "Everything's fine just a glitch."
As his daughter she'd been around him her whole life practically so Valerie could tell when he was evading something but she didn't press on it. If it was truly important he'd tell her instantly everything. She instead nodded. "Think you can give me a status report on what's been happening for the last…" she glanced at the digital clock on her wrist. "Thirteen hours or so?"
Rubbing his hand behind his head Damon's grin turned into somewhat of a frown. "Well after the whole incident with the equipment shorting out it took over an hour to get back up. Other than that I know that your Task Force along with the Guys in White headed out to deal with some sort of thief and a few others called in cases."
Valerie nodded as expected of her team most of the G.P.A.'s work seemed to be handled at night while only occasionally did day time cases actually appear. She frowned at the thought of the freeloading Guys in White getting in the middle of her team's duty. 'How will we be able to coincide when cases like this come up?' she was beginning to think her comprise was going to need a few more edits before she handed it over the agent to sign.
She was about to speak more with him on the matter when a beeping echoed in the room alerting her of her communicator going off. "Talk to me."
"Commissioner Gray." Came the voice of one of her best task members.
"What's up Tito and why haven't you called me to relay your findings?"
"My apologies Commissioner but we've been having trouble with our communicators."
"Fine what's the status of the team?"
"We've been tailing a rouge ghost but he's continued to evade us." Then his voice got a little quieter and took on a tone of irritation. "Not to mention the Guys in White have been breathing down our neck every where we turn. They're usually the ones who alert the ghosts of our presence."
Of course that would pose a problem. Rubbing her temples Valerie tried to bring down her increasing headache and ease off her anger. "Send me your coordinates I'll try to be at your location in less than a half hour."
"Yes Commissioner Gray." Tito responded and the communications shorted out to static soon after.
Damon Gray spoke to her once the call was complete. "I believe the satellite at headquarters has been down. I just got everything completely back up and running little over an hour go."
Valerie nodded. "I figured as much."
"Are you going to be okay sweetheart." He asked moving over to place his hand on her shoulder. Damon could tell this wasn't easy for her. He rarely saw his calm collected daughter so stressed.
Clearing her throat Valerie nodded. "I think so." With a set look emerged on her face as she stormed out of the security room, and headed to her office to retrieve some things. She clenched her fists as she went feeling her anger and determination rising. She was going to get control of this thing. Even if she despised the Guys in White, somehow she was going to make it so they could all coexist under one roof.
He never thought he'd be visiting this place twice in one day.
The parta was certain they'd arrived at the clock tower around three or four in the morning the last time they'd been there. Too bad he didn't have time to actually look at the old fashioned time keeper to check that morning but he'd been kind of busy crashing into Jenn's ghostly captor.
Adrian floated near the historic marvel admiring how looked in the daylight. He'd heard it was a very old clock dating back to the early years of America. Actually his father had told him once he, Sam, and Tucker had went back in time on their chase against hi-powered ghost who wanted to rule time with a device called infi-map. His parents and Alicia's father had actually been inside it once. He shook his head banishing those memories he had more important things to think about this was no time for his mind to be wandering.
Glancing behind he could see Alicia at ground level having managed to keep up with him thanks to borrowing his sister Lilith's hover scooter. She dismounted soon after, and was adjusting the two bags on her back, one which carried what their bargaining chip. Adrian was more alert now as was his B.F. This thanks entirely to her shrewd wisdom of them taking a few hours to get in a full rem cycle before coming. He'd protest fiercely wanting to get to the tower as soon as possible. But she had a point if he wasn't able to function straight chances are he'd not be able to fight Bullet at all, and they both ha a sense it might come to that.
Adrian couldn't help but feel on edge. He looked around keeping his eyes never focused on one area, as he waited for Jennifer's captor to appear. It wasn't like him to be this way, but maybe it was the agitation that came with his sister's condition, and his mind working overtime to produce images of how much worse off she might be in. She'd been so vulnerable and he doubted things could have gotten better since. He was not underestimating this guy.
Noticing her friend's apparent anxiety Alicia smiled gently up at him trying to calm his nerves. She'd never seen him so jumpy but she didn't think there was too much to worry about. "Hey everything will work out."
He shook his head floating just above her shoulder. "Somehow I'm not all unerringly sure about that." As he grew tenser he fidgeted more fiddling with the biker gloves of the costume Alicia had talked him into wearing just yesterday. He still couldn't understand how she'd gotten to keep it on. His thoughts were interrupted by the beginning of sweat coming down his brow followed by a strand of tangerine orange mist coming out of his mouth. All altering him there was a ghost in the area.
"You still look ridiculous kid." Came a dry voice from behind.
Whipping around Adrian found himself face to face with Bullet once more. The ghost looked nothing but at ease. He barely showed any emotion the exact opposite of the parta. This was ironically how one would expect Adrian to be acting at that moment, it was like seeing his own reflection through the ghost. "Yeah well you aren't exactly a fashion critic yourself."
Bullet's eyes slightly narrowed but he nodded his head. "Touché kid… but we're not really here to discuss such needless things anyways." He folded his arms over his chest once again looking nothing but chilled. "Where's my prize?"
Adrian landed next to Alicia to retrieve the bag from her grasp then floated back up to face Bullet. This time putting a good amount of distance between them, he aimed his fenton wrist ray at the ghost's gut. "I have it here." He carefully opened the bag to reveal Maddie Modulator. It had various cracks, and looked like it had been pieced together.
Mildly impressed Bullet was surprised to see that it looked so intact. "You must have had a very capable engineer put that back together." He remarked. "I like what I see. But the question is…" he raised an eyebrow at Phantom's son. "Will it work?"
Neither teen saw any reason to tell him that it was Adrian himself who fixed it.
"I've tested it out." The parta replied. "Like my grandma says, it '…alters spectral frequencies to completely reverse their affects' there is even a button that returns things to as they were before." Adrian now stared at the ghost as his mind began functioning at a proper level again, something just didn't add up. "Why exactly would you need it?"
A shark tooth grin came on Bullet's face as the parta explained things but with his last words it became a smirk. "Doesn't really matter." He pulled something out of his pocket as his spoke which made Adrian tense, but it looked like nothing more than a palm sized metal ball. "Don't burden yourself with things you don't need to understand Spooky-kid."
The parta was about to reply but that's when things went wrong. Bullet tossed the ball at Adrian he tried to evade it but it came to fast. The thing hit him, but instead of bouncing off claws came out to latch onto his shirt right where the stereotypical ghost symbol was.
Startled the young hybrid begun shaking his shirt to remove the thing but it wasn't coming off. He tried blasting it with his fenton wrist ray but it seemed to have no effect except to send him hurtling towards the clocktower to land on its second hand. Shaking his head to get rid of the dizziness he realized how stupid that move was.
The ghost just continued watching as his grin became smugger.
Immediately after Alicia brought out her Fenton bazooka from who knows where and aimed at the ghost. "Alright ectofiend what's all this about?" Her tone matched one Adrian frequently recognized when they played Ghost Catchers 0.7, something was up.
Bullet continued to smirk adding a shrug to his chilled posture He'd barely moved since arriving. "You'll just have to see kid." A loud shrill filled the air causing the two teens to plug their ears. The ex-second in command of Walker just chuckled. "Ah there it is." This snapped the young foley's attention back to him. He said nothing for a moment but brought up his wrist gauntlet to her view which confused both of the young kids. "Watch the magic as I make your partner disappear before your eyes kid." He slammed a certain amount of buttons on his armament.
Still puzzled by his words Alicia asked what he was talking about. But the cry of her best friend turned her attention to the clock where he'd been knocked into. She stared at him in shock as he literally begun glowing brighter and brighter before her eyes. Then the young Foley's mind caught up she recognized this. "No…"
"Oh yes."
The young Foley sprinted to her friend aid. But how exactly could she get up there. Now more than ever she was wishing she'd packed that battle suit her mother designed for her. At least in this moment she wanted to fly. But Adrian just kept glowing she tried digging through her bag for anything that might work. Then she noticed a newer version of the modulator shaped like a box this time. That might help. She went to flip the switch but it was too late her friend's screams died off, and his image faded out drifting straight into the ghost's watch.
She stared at the ghost for a long moment still stunned. The she asked the most obvious question. "Why?"
Bullet shrugged flipping his crimson cape back a little. "Did you two really think it was a good idea to trust a ghost with a reputation like mine?!" He chuckled now finding the whole situation amusing apparently. "This way I get the devices, and two fenton kids to hold against their father. What better revenge then turning them over to some of his worst foes? Not to mention one of his spawn is a naturally born ghost in his first stage. Now those are rare to find alone."
"He's protected right now." Alicia replied her eyes narrowing as she begun rummaging through her bag for another weapon, all the while keeping her eyes on the cocky ghost.
"Oh I'm sure there is a way around that. Let me guess he's got something on his person that helps keep his excess energy contained and undetectable? " Bullet surmised then ducked away as Alicia came at him with a Jack of Nine Tails. The whip nearly had him but he'd learned to be more alert since being trapped in that desert realm. "Oooh so close."
Before Alicia could come at him again, he pressed a button on his gauntlet and portal emerged. "Now if you'll excuse me I've got things to settle. Been a pleasure doing business with ya." He mock saluted her before diving into the portal and teleporting away from site.
No, no, no. This was not how it was supposed to happen. Adrian had been right to be cautious. She should have done the same now her misguided idealism had led to this. The young Foley found herself alone, she could only hope and pray her best friend, and his sister found a way out of there. Before things really became a mess.
"I'll give you three hours max Adri." She declared into the sky although she knew he couldn't hear her. "If you're not back by then I'm alerting your parents and mine." Alicia wouldn't tell his parents he was a ghost hybrid but she wasn't going stand by, and let him be caught in a situation where escape was impossible.
The Council of Ghosts stared at the interloper astounded. Voices broke out some in excitement others in horror, but the most dominate one was confusion. Phantom reached into his core feeling the cold energy his eyes flashed blue as he prepared for any battle that might come. This ghost was obviously an enemy to the Ancients. Though Danny only knew Clockwork, and few of them, he trusted their judgment. They seemed at ill ease with the ghost though they had returned to their place in the middle of the dome to hear him out.
"You heard me correct." Spoke the being through Mock his voice growing more intimidating by the second, still it seemed to weave a calmness through the room that was still not reaching Danny or the Ancients. "This shift is not a horrible thing. Don't listen to those Ancients we have grown far past the dark ages and their idealistic ways…" his eyes narrowed. "They know nothing of the potential our race has above the rest…"
The shadow ghost brought out his palms as his unnatural ochre eyes glowed brightly. The council gasped as one at what happened next. Through Mock's palms rays of green ecto energy emerged traveling outwards towards the open areas of the dome. It cut neatly through the sides and traveled upwards barely missing the murals above save to lightly scar them. Then the ectoplasmic energy vanished all together.
Mock smirked. "I'm sure you've all recently heard of the rumors of raw energy?" he chuckled darkly as he continued. "The art that was warned against practicing?! For its very nature being far too destructive to wield." He looked at them expectantly and many ghosts nodded in response. "That's a lie in order to keep you blind from what truly matters what we can really achieve through..."
"All it achieves is a downright mess!" came a female southern belle accent. Danny recognized it to be one of the Ancients the Mistress of Heart, Cora. She was the one who handled emotions, feelings, and more importantly love of mortals and ghosts. She looked to be in fumes as her pink catlike eyes her blazing. "I worked hard on designing this structure..." Despite her anger was by far the most lovely of the female ancients. With pointed ears like an elf and skin a light tone of red. Her pink hair curled in ringlets with a small bun in the back and the rest of her hair flowing freely down to her lower back. Her gown was shaded in another color of pink. It was strapless and reached little above her knee caps, and slanted down towards her ankles. All the while hugging her hourglass form, with a pair of high heels. "I don't appreciate you all ruining my work."
The shadow ghost dipped his head slightly but never enough to show true respect. "Forgive me my lady but the demonstration was necessary." Then he turned back to the others unscathed by the continuous glares of Cora. "Now as I was saying, I know the ways to achieve it. Raw energy is rare and scarcely abundant but there is a way for all to have access to it. With it…" he turned his penetrating gaze directly on Danny Phantom. "humans will no longer be able to have a hold over us."
Silence prevailed in that moment. As Danny noticed many if not most were focused on the shadow ghost's words.
"Not only that but I sympathize greatly with you all." For a moment Mock's face showed a strange bitterness. "Humans have ruined my afterlife as well as many of yours. I know not all of you started out in that realm but we all share the prejudice of their kind." All eyes had now turned to Danny Phantom, he could feel true hostility more than before. "Yes we have a peace treaty the Ancients made sure it was nearly, flawless, and to that I show my appreciation." He bowed almost mockingly to the Six.
The hybrid could tell the Six wanted to act, he did as well but what could they do against a shield that kept them out. It was almost like the ghost shields his parents made, but it was clearly designed to not hurt the spirit inside it, as some were known to do. Then he came to the conclusion this ghost had something to do with the break in at New Tech, although at the moment that was all he could understand.
As Danny thought on this, the shadow ghost's crowd had grown earnest to hear more of this revelation. "However it won't last long. Even now arms are being bared. Have you heard the President of United States along with the Mayor… yes the mayor my gentle-ghosts that so called former sidekick of the Phantom, Tucker Foley has agreed to allow those government agents also known as the Guys in White into our one haven… Amity Park."
The outburst at this news as unmatched even the halfa found himself shocked. No that couldn't be?! How on Earth could such a thing happen? He'd worked to hard to keep those agents of his territory. He'd made sure of this with the Ancients help, it was part of peace agreement. No one but the Ghost Protection Agency was to be allowed access to the most haunted city on Earth.
"So I ask you all this. With such a thing broken what else could go wrong?" the mysterious ghost asked inevitably voicing the current thought. "We need liberation! Humans should no longer hold a stance between us! We were spared from completely being torn from this realm for one reason. All of us have unrest in some way shape or form. We were brought back for a purpose why should humans be the ones who govern I'll lives?!" He glared at Danny Phantom now with seething hatred.
"You do not know what you speak of…" came an even darker voice this one could remind any of the feeling dying, yet at the same time it sounded British distinguished, and still intimidating. The usually silent Master of Death, Quietus has made himself known. "Do you not remember where you started out?" he asked his soulless black eyes set inside red instead of white. His hair was a messy yet combed mess of mane of pitch black, with a goatee on his chin. He had pale gray flesh that would remind one of a corpse. His outfit was a mix of dark coal shades with blood red accents. He was dressed like a gentleman tux open coat tux but cut in such a way that would remind one of a grim reaper, with a cloak of pure black cut like bat wings at the tips draped on his back. If he'd changed forms they would have seen a skeleton in place of a man for that his other form.
"Each and every one of you in some shape or form has ties to the human realm." Quietus would know for it was his job to guide them to their permanent residence whether it was judgment, peace, or to become undead. He knew exactly when one was to die and how they would. He rarely was seen during the council meetings having preferred to stick to the shadows, and listen. So his interruption had caught everyone's attention. "To ignore your roots would be to ignore what shaped, and defined you."
The ghost controlling Mock seemed alarmed for the first time in a while, but then he collected himself. "Ah but I am not speaking of that. It goes both ways. Humans ignore the fact that we were once them. How many of you were greeted warmly by those who might have known you in the past?" The room was silent so the shadow ghost's face became smug. "Just as I thought none of us are treated right. We face instead ghost hunters and fear. While fear is a wonderful thing that feeds all of us, we should not be hunted down like animals." He glared now. "We have just as much right to that planet as they do. Why else would we still be here and not joining our brothers and sisters in the afterlife?"
A chorus of approval came from at least seventy-five percent of the audience.
"So I am just here to tell you all that a storm is coming, you better hope you're on the correct side of the bank when it hits." The shield abruptly faded out and the shadow ghost's eyes returned to a normal green but before any of the Ancient Six could get to him, Mock had brought out a remote. Clicking a set of buttons he abruptly disappeared.
That is when the chaos ensued. Various ghosts converged on the halfa who barely had a moment to bring up a shield to escape the blast fire. As Dora in her dragon form, his yeti friend Frostbite, Wulf, and surprisingly Pyro came to his aid. It was in these moments that Danny Phantom appreciated the fact he had a few allies to help him. They managed to aid in his escape, while the Ancients with their eyes now all glowing red in unison to quell the uprising before it could begin.
Danny made it to the exit and flew towards his awaiting Specter Speeder that was parked not far away. As he stared back to the entrance where the Ancients had begun their work of subduing the threat, the hybrid could see flashes of various colors of ectoplasm crashing from inside. It wasn't going to be easy to calm those ghosts and make them see reason but Clockwork had assured him through the limited time he saw him before escaping it could be done.
Still… It appeared his life had just gotten even more difficult. But then again when was it ever easy for a being trapped between two realms?!
In what felt like mere moments Jennifer found something heavy appearing on top her. Grunting she tried to push it off. Whatever it was it weighed a bunch… and it was cold. Why was it so cold? Repelling the chilly being away from her, she shivered. Then she heard a grunt an all too familiar sound and tone that sounded like… She stared at the bundle that had invaded her personal space.
"Adrian?" She whispered, a groan was the only answer that came from the lump. But it still sounded like him. "Adrian?" she said a little louder this time. The creature barely moved shifting only a little. "ADRIAN!" the young fenton cried with one last effort.
That got the being to move. Yellow glowing eyes greeted her, which was strange but she could make out the distinct facial features of her brother. "Jenn?" he croaked his voice sounding somewhat haggard.
Jenn's dived into him pulling him into a tight hug. "Oh brother it is you!" then her eyes widened as she shoved him back, which made him grunt in pain. "Wait a minute, how come you're in here? Didn't…"
"Yes I got him everything he wanted but he…" his yellow goggled eyes seemed to narrow in the darkness. "Double crossed me."
"Oh." She said quietly tears begun stinging her eyes once more as they cascade down her face.
"Hey don't cry Jenny." Adrian said softly coming closer to his sister.
But Jennifer Fenton couldn't think of nothing better. "Why not? This…" she stifled a sob. "Is all… my fault." She shivered in the dark but this time because of the cold. For the most part it hadn't been this cold why was this happening now. "I'm the reason we're both here…I should…"
Adrian's eyes softened as he came closer to his sister. "Hey…" he soothed gently putting his arm around her shoulder. "It's not entirely your fault, more mine if any. You couldn't have known. Besides I should have kept better eye on you." He smiled gently, brushing a stray tear from her cheek. "I'm the big brother I need to look after you." A thought crossed his mind as he shuffled into his pocket. "Hey I've got something for you." He shuffled through his pocket withdrawing something from it. He placed it gently in her palms.
The younger fenton couldn't see what he had for her but as soon as she felt it in her palms she knew what it was. "My necklace…" she said quietly and clutched the moon pendant close like a long lost friend, before diving into her brother's arms. "Oh brother, thank you so much!"
For once Adrian accepted his sister's embrace hugging her close. "Hush sis I'm going to get us out of here." He hugged her close letting her tear soaked face rest on his chest.
Then his eyes focused on the room, despite it being pitch black he could see everything around them. Thanks to his ghost half he supposed. He was thankful that he hadn't become human in the midst of being transported there. But if she could make him out…
"I already tried to find a way out there is none." Then he saw it that inquisitive expression Jennifer usually had when she knew something was up. Between sniffles she spoke. "Why are your eyes glowing yellow?"
Should have known that would come up sooner or later. "Oh... uh... it's a pair of night vision goggles I helped grandfather invent. That's one of their side effects." Adrian replied as he begun shuffling through the boxes that crowded the room. There were many in the otherwise bare room. "The Box Ghost and his daughter would have a field day if they were in this place." He said dryly. Just why did a ghost need to collect so much junk?
"If you can see in the dark then… do you think you can find a way out?" Jenn asked still sounding like she was still stifling sobs. He could see she was trying to get her necklace back on but was having trouble with the strap in the dark.
The parta reached out to fasten the necklace as he continued to check over things. The room wasn't very big and for a ghost's hideout it was pretty bare. Bullet had made sure it seemed that there were no weapons in the room. But Adrian still had his wrist ray strapped on arm so at least they weren't entirely defenseless.
Concentrating on the nearby seemingly metallic wall he tried to pass through it. But found he couldn't. Well that explained it they were in the Ghostzone, but why hadn't Jennifer been able to get out. Then he remembered the device Bullet had bragged would keep her here, and saw the ankle brace strapped to her leg. It had to be what was keeping her from phasing through. If she had one then… he checked and saw sure enough there was one on his arm, so transforming back into his other half would be a useless effort.
For a ghost home this place was pretty barren. It should have had some kind design that resembled it's keeper but it did not. Then his eyes spotted it there was a crack in the middle of the ceiling. "Ah huh…" he murmured. "That just might be efficient…"
"Find a way out?" Jenn asked finding a little hope now that both her brother, and moon pendant had been returned to her.
Adrian nodded. "I can just make out something it looks kind of like a entrance." Only problem was how to get Jennifer up there without jeopardizing her figuring out his powers. Then again… "So you can't see anything?"
"No…" she pouted sounding much like her old self. "You say you've found something?"
"Uh huh." Adrian replied and begun moving about the boxes a bit, before picking her up. She squeaked at his move and tried to struggle out of his hands. "We have to get out here Jenn I'm going to lift you up, so you can get the door okay?" once she nodded. He flew slowly up towards the ceiling, trying his best to make it feel like he was actually stretching up to reach it.
"The ceiling's low then?" She asked curiously. That didn't seem right there was a huge echo in here, now that she thought about it that's how her brother's voice sounded. 'Weird…'
Of course it was a lot higher then he made it out to be. But there was no way he could tell her he was flying to it. So he chose instead to agree with her assumption. "Yes we're pretty crammed in here. Apparently this ghost has no sense when it comes to height in his lair…"
She tried to ignore how abnormally cold his fingers as she felt him lifting her up. Pretty soon they were at the top. She felt around with her nimble little fingers and soon came across a latch. "Got it." She cried out to him figuring her was down below a ways, when in reality he was very near.
"Respectable job Jenny. Is it ajar?" He asked her. Adrian could only hope Bullet had been foolish enough to forget about that little mistake.
Jennifer tugged at the door a few times grunting as she could feel her muscles screaming with the effort. She pulled some more till finally it gave out. "I've got it!" She cried excitedly for once since her time in captivity. "It's open Adrian!" She scrambled up into the entrance with minimal help from her brother.
"What can you see?"
Looking about her eyes looked about but she let out a loud groan. "It's no good it's still too dark."
"That's what you have me for." Adrian said next to her startling her in the process. Glancing about the next room they'd found themselves in the parta was surprised to find it was a… "We're in a tunnel." He said in amazement. It looked much like an old sewer tunnel underneath Amity Park minus the fact there wasn't any water in it, and sloping upward. "Come on we're going to have crawl through it."
The two made effort to crawl through the tunnel. Neither knew what it lead to but it was better than Bullet finding them. Just incase Adrian had his fenton wrist ray prepared for any danger. As they travelled it soon begun to get lighter and brighter.
"Adri! I see light!" Jenn cried happily. She glanced at him once more. "By the way you still look like snowman."
"I think your eyes need time to adjust to normal." Adrian replied dryly. Well that was a relief she still couldn't see straight. "Grab hold of my arm. I'm not having you fall behind." Once he felt her small hands grasped around his shoulder, he emerged from the tunnel. Jennifer stumbled behind him.
What Adrian saw next was surprising. The entire room was wall to wall carpeted with many different weapons of various sizes. The place was completely armed. "We'll that explains why it was so empty where we were. We must have been in his basement Jenn…" He noticed something a gauntlet nearby it looked vaguely like Bullet's own. He smiled truly happy for the first time in the past hour. "I think I've just found our way out."
Wouldn't they ever give up?
Those incompetent ghost hunters had been chasing him since they'd spotted him in the business district. He had been planning to make a break for the FentonWorks Portal but those hunters chased him all the way around the city, till finally he managed to loose them.
He could hear the gulls calling from above, and the waves from the lake crashing against the sandbar below. He's ended up in the warf at the docks. They were deserted except for an occasional fisherman or tourist but he could easily scare them away with not much effort. Especially since he mood at this current point in time could set anyone on edge.
The bounty hunting ghost could feel his irritation, and frustration all directed at the Guys in White and to a lesser extent the Ghost Protection Agency. Those incompetent agents nearly cost him his job, and a few pounds of raw energy. But he was also pleased if not satisfied with how these past two days had gone. Not only did he have what he needed to turn over to the ghost but more so. He'd proven Walker and others wrong. Just because he didn't have any special powers and occasionally screwed up didn't make him a failure in the least. He learned from his mistakes after all, Bullet rarely made the same ones twice.
A familiar ring tone played from his gauntlet. Pressing a few buttons gradually a hologram came on screen. It was completely black save for those same blood red eyes glowing in the darkness. It was him.
"I've heard you've acquired something extra in your scavenger hunt?" came their voice from the other line.
Bullet frowned surprised. How had he figured that out? Looking about the area who could only wonder if the ghost was spying on him, or had some stooge doing it for him. But he decided to play it cool, he would not show he was intimated to this spirit. Besides he could be wrong they may not even realize what it is he had. "Yeah… so what's it to you?"
"My leader is particularly interested in obtaining the hybrid." The specter said as raw red energy crackled in his dark palm. "We will pay double if you hand him over with our purchases."
"Whatcha want him for, he's pretty weak for a half ghost. Then again he is Phantom's kid." Inwardly he was grinning, now they were speaking his language. Except what could they have use for the kid? And If they really wanted hybrid how much could he get out of them? "Triple or nothing. I know others who might want to use him for hostage or bait, but I'm guessing you have other intentions. Am I right?"
The specter's red eyes narrowed. "Very well we agree howev-" In an instant the image of his customer blanked out, replacing it with nothing but static.
"What? What is it you want? Hello come in?" Bullet frantically tried to regain connection but it kept static out.
A bright light nearly blinded Bullet as it all but exploded from his gauntlet. Out of it shot two beams that re-materialized as Jennifer Fenton and Adrian Spook. The latter crouched down low, in front of his sibling, looking poised to take the ghost on right then and there.
Having been caught off balance by the light Bullet readjusted himself. He took one look at the two Fenton siblings, and snarled. "How did you two get out?" but then he smirked. "No matter I can easily send you back." Tapping at his gauntlet, only received sparks in return. Grumbling he typed at the buttons again, the response was still the same. "Why isn't this blasted thing working?" he asked himself in frustration.
To answer his question the parta remained silent but withdrew some things from his jacket pocket. Tossing them straight at Bullet they knocked the ex-second in command right on the head. He let out a yelp as he was hurtled backwards. Rubbing his now bruising scalp he saw the perpetrators. Both of the anklets that had previously been strapped to the kids laid in shambles, their wires cut expertly, and completely friend.
Finally the hybrid spoke dryly. "Word of advice, next time don't leave your back door unlocked." He didn't look nearly as cocky as his father but his face was rather smug. "Also don't underestimate the grandson of two of the world's top ghost hunters."
Bullet growled in anger, his fists beginning to burn brightly with ectoplasm energy as he flew towards the parta. Adrian had barely enough time to shove his sister out of the way, before he ducked himself. Sending a beam of energy from his wrist ray at the infuriated ghost, it was weak but at least it would work as a distraction.
"Jenn…" he said through gritted teeth as he continued to summersault out of the way of Bullet's attacks. "Get out of here!"
The younger fenton wanted to wanted to protest but a gentle tug turned her attention to find Alicia there. "Come on Jenn, we need to get out of the line of fire."
"What about Adrian?" Jennifer asked too concerned about her brother at the moment. Even if she had weak eyesight, she still wanted to help.
Alicia had received his message, and headed to current location of Bullet after picking it up on her G.P.A. scanner. She sighed glancing to Adrian who nodded. Hoisting Jennifer onto her back she didn't say another word but advised her to hold on tight. Starting up the hover scooter they took off at breakneck speed away from the fray.
The parta let out a sigh of relief once Jennifer had successfully been rescued. But hadn't been watching ahead of him for a moment when a blast of ectoplasm sent him sprawling to the ground.
Bullet landed with his weapon aimed at the boy. "Well that was a good effort. I must say little Phantom Junior you had me for a second." Adrian's palms clenched as his eyes glowed with irritation at the nickname. Still the ghost went on as if he didn't notice "But let's face it you've still got a long way to go before you can even tangle with me." He grabbed ahold of Adrian by the throat lifting him up in the air as the boy struggled. Then he felt it, his eyes begun to glow brightly as energy shot through the naturally born ghost out into his system. The affects were instantaneous but having never felt a rush of power so great, he lost his grip on the boy.
Scrambling away from the ghost Adrian cursed his luck silently. Not again he'd gone for at least a month without some ghost taking his excess energy. But thankfully this time, he didn't feel the effects nearly as bad yet. Still a bit dizzy he had barely enough time to duck a punch from the ghost that crashed into the cement leaving dent.
Bullet's eyes widened at just what he'd accomplished. Never before had he actually done something like that. Even with the added strength that came with most ghosts. Then a thought occurred and he smirked punching his fists together. Then he went at the boy as be begun throwing blows at breakneck speed. "I'm supposed to take you alive, but they never said what kind of condition your needed in." the ex-second in command of Walker said between punches.
The parta could feel his energy depleting rapidly from the draining he'd received courtesy of Bullet. Even so he managed to keep himself upright, and block the attacks. "Doesn't that mean you'd be handing over damaged goods? Won't that deflate the profit?" Adrian asked sarcastically trying to distract the ghost as he tried to figure out what to do.
His muscles were beginning to hurt from the effort of shielding himself. He could have sworn something was different about his enemy's fighting style. He managed to kick his enemy's legs out from under him but in the process let out a yelp out how hard he had become. "Are you eating metal on a daily basis or something?"
Even Bullet was surprised out how much strength his punches were taking. Unless… he chuckled then cackled, then chortled leaving the boy alone for a moment.
Adrian watched the ghost surprised. He was starting to think the spirit was loosing it, but then his opponent smirked, and he tensed.
"You know I should be thanking you Spooky-kid." There was that nickname again. "To think all I needed was the help of some snot nosed brat of Phantom to achieve something I've been wanting for a long time."
"What exactly would that be?" Adrian asked perplexed, and becoming annoyed.
Bullet's smirk grew even wider. "I guess it's time for a lesson. Every ghost has a unique power ya know some take years no centuries to find it, some get it right off the bat." He shrugged at this.
"What's that got to do with you?" the parta asked as he begun looking around. 'Come on where did Alicia put that thermos, I could really use it right about now.'Knowing his B.F. she wouldn't have left him unarmed it had be hidden somewhere on these docks. All he needed was a moment to find it.
The ghost didn't speak a word just simply seemed to go into a sort of trance. Adrian was too focused on finding the fenton thermos to think of fighting him, and he'd regret it soon afterwards. Bullet's body abruptly morphed into a metallic silver color catching the boy off guard even more. He went at Adrian with his fists yet again.
This time the impact of the punch was too much and sent the parta flying backward to phase through a nearby building. When he returned to the area he could see the ghost still looked incredibly smug.
"With this I'm indestructible kid. They don't call me Bullet for nothing… at least not anymore."
The two went at it once more but Adrian found that all the kicks or punches he threw at the ghost landed on a hard surface like steel. It hurt badly almost felt like he had broken an arm upon impact. The energy he'd siphoned from the parta had enhanced Bullet's senses, and unwittingly gave way to his own unique power. The fenton boy's only luck was the fact that the mass of metal was inexperienced with his new form, so his blows hadn't broken any bones yet.
A cold feeling washed over Adrian moments before Bullet could land a well-aimed blow to the chest. The parta embraced the feeling realizing it was his only chance. His body became encased in energy going subsequently invisible. He rolled out of the way just before the ghost's fist came down in a blazing metallic fist of ectoplasm, the would have most assuredly knocked him into unconsciousness. Shuffling away the boy focused his attention on finding the fenton thermos it was his only chance against this guy now.
Bullet was getting increasingly frustrated. Just where did that little punk go? He took a moment to scan the area, before blasting at every corner nook and cranny of the old wharf.
Burnt marks littered the ground, as Adrian Spook barely managed to get out of the way of fire. His yellow eyes darted about the area, as he continued his invisible trek through wharf. Finally something silver and metallic caught his attention pocking barely out from behind one of the crates on the boardwalk. His eyes widened as he hurried to grab the thermos just before another round of plasm came at him.
It was a good thing to because in that instant the cold melted away from the exhausted parta revealing his snow white hair and glowing yellow eyes to his enemy.
"There you are." Bullet said with a smirk, he readied his fist with energy. "So what do you say kid ready to come quietly?"
Cracking open his dry lips open Adrian responded between gasps. "How about… not now or… ever?!" He aimed the Fenton Thermos at the ghost, it glowed brightly with the aid of the Parta's own energy a swirling vortex appeared. Before Bullet could move away it pulled him into its grasp sucking him completely inside before he even had a chance to scream.
Capping the Fenton Thermos quickly, Adrian let out a tired sigh, and just laid there a long moment exhausted from the entire conflict. "Don't mess with my sister... again!" He told the being inside the thermos between breaths. He pulled himself up right, and flew sluggishly into the air towards home.
With the deed signed Valerie gazed on with satisfaction from her office in the top floor of the Ghost Protection Agency. Her task force had taken to practicing their moves outside since their dojo was at the moment currently occupied by the enemy. Still all and if things were working. The Guys in White had agreed to her terms so that was out of the way and done. What would come in the future was to remain unseen.
But if any member of her team caught the GiW stepping out of line that would be one strike, if they got three like they say in baseball they'd be out there. No more access to Amity Park. To this extent the G.P.A. commissioner wanted them to step out of line but she knew they'd bide their time until they found the opportune moment to strike and Valerie would be ready for them.
Her door creaked open and in walked someone she'd been trying to contact for the past few hours. Cain Samuels trudged in looking haggard, and tired just about ready to collapse. But as Valerie moved to help her most promising student he brushed her away. "I'm fine I can move on my own." He mumbled then his eyes widened as he realized who it was. Standing upright he saluted her much like one would in the military. Though Valerie didn't see any army background on his resme when he'd applied for G.P.A. "You sent for me Chief?"
She nodded moving over to her desk to retrieve a copy of the treaty. "I need you to look over this Samuels. Study it and memorize it."
The young man with the scar looked a little perplexed. "For what?"
"You're my main confidant from now on. On all matters concerning out 'guests.'" Seeing the shocked look on his face, she smirked in amusement handing him his new badge. "Congratulations you've just been promoted to captain of your squad."
Cain grinned now looking all but please, but then he put on a straight face and saluted her once more. "Thank you Commissioner Gray I won't let you down."
Nodding Valerie told him to leave. As he headed out his back was turn so she didn't catch the smug grin that appeared on his face as he fingered the new silver badge. If she did she might have had second thoughts of her choice in leadership.
The young parta's eyes refused to stay open for too long before they shut once more in the middle of flight. Then he had to force them open again so he wouldn't crash into anything. He could feel the phantom pains of what was sure to be massive amount of bruises, and throbbing reminders once he became human once more.
Finally he spied the welcoming sight of a blue and lavender three story house on the outskirts of the city. He aimed his trajectory for the front door colliding instantaneously with the cement walkway. Fortunately his ghost half managed to keep from breaking any bones. He lay there almost ready to shut his eyes and just sleep on the porch, when two beams of white light surrounded his body transforming him into his old raven hair self.
Not more then two minutes later his middle sister stepped outside heading for the mail box. Noticing her poor brother collapsed on the porch, she let out a small gasp and head back inside. Adrian thought she was going to just leave him when the door opened once more. He could vaguely make on both of his sisters now. He sighed quietly.
Neither said a word as they each took a side and help him stand upright. Then begun heading into the house.
"Where's Alicia?" Adrian asked leaning his head towards Jennifer. He managed to keep himself upright and transfer most of his weight to the walking, so neither sister was weighed down by their obviously heavier older brother.
"She went home soon after taking me back here." Jennifer replied quietly.
Lilith piped in obviously not liking leaving out. "I had slept at their house brudder did I tell you that."
"No you didn't how was it?" Adrian asked as he forced a small smile on his face. He didn't want to concern his younger sibling in things.
"It was a lots of excite- fun." Lilith replied clapping her hands excitedly. "Ooh I drew something for you brudder…" she moved away before either could protest transferring the weight promptly to Jennifer. "I'll go get it!" she cried scampering off.
Adrian shook his head with a small smile. Sweet Lilith sometimes she caught on to things most of the times she didn't.
"So where's Bullet?" Jennifer asked interrupting his thoughts.
Glancing to her, he brought the thermos out of his large pocket. "It took some effort, and ghost equipment. But thanks to 'Licia I managed." Although he didn't succeed in retrieving any of the fenton gear the ghost had ransomed for. So Bullet had won in that regards. But Adrian wasn't too worried after all what could he use those things for anyways? The important thing was he got Jenn out of there.
The younger fenton frowned looking down as she helped him to the couch. "I'm sorry about that."
"What did I tell you before?" Adrian replied. "You need to quit blaming yourself Jenn. Otherwise… you could get a lot of wrinkles." He told her bluntly.
Jennifer at first looked at him annoyed. Then a small smile quirked on to her face as she chuckled realizing just what her brother was doing. "Yeah I guess I never thought of that."
"So think we can keep this a secret?" he asked glancing towards her expectantly.
She nodded. "Yeah I think so."
"Good…" Adrian murmured his eyes finally closing. Everything was fine Jennifer hadn't discovered his identity or had any suspicions of it. But more importantly he could rest easy knowing she was secure, as he dosed off for a long much needed nap.
Smiling at her big brother, she gently kissed him on the cheek affectionately. "Thanks big brother, I know you'll always have my back."
~Fin~
Coming Soon…
Adrian Spook
Episode 5
Spook-tacle
Summary:
Alicia and the Drama department are putting on the play. Adrian and Hugo unwillingly get roped into participating. In the process it attracts unwanted attention from a ghost who wants make some changes to the script. When Malcolm becomes the main victim in the ghost's twisted plot, can Adrian look past their bitter rivalry to keep him from harm?
A/N: Please Review! I don't know how much longer I'll keep this up on honestly check my dA account I get at least 10 reviews a piece. I'm not trying to be pushy but I'd like to know what you guys think of this.
- And so the power he discovered this episode is invisibility. I sort of hinted on it in the last chapters but not it is fully realized. I sort of like this twist to how he comes to notice it. Don't you? XD
- Regarding the Council of Ghosts meeting. Heh well there you have it. I've revealed all the ancients I will be drawing them soon. Some of their designs may change a little but not much. Forgive me for having such a lengthy description to their appearances but how else was I going to reveal them to you? Well I could draw them and I plan to but it will take time.
If you remember the episode where the Six ghosts who trapped Pariah Dark were shown in flashback they all have red eyes. I was going to do the same with all of them in this story. However I found it to be boring and dull. I mean they should each be their own beings right? But as you can see by the end of the council meeting they are all connected because in that moment they used their combined power and all their eyes went red. So I kept the general concept. Just like Danny's changed color with his element of ice theirs do when they combine their powers.
In my backstory they've never been human and aren't exactly completely ghosts more like spirits. Their complete origins are unknown to all even Clockwork doesn't understand completely how he and the others came to be. Each has some part in watching over something that deals with humans. As for names that was a hard thing to figure out but I hope you like them still.
List of Ancients:
Clockwork, Master of Time (name is self explanatory)
Nebula, Mistress of Space (name should be pretty obvious)
Hugues, Master of Mind (the name is a French name meaning 'Mind, heart or spirit ')
Aisha, Mistress of Life (name meaning 'Alive; she who lives' )
Quietus, Master of Death (Literally is another word for Death)
Cora, Mistress of Heart (Her actual name comes from the word Core and just switching e with a. Then it's actually a name that means maiden. But I haven't found anything else that works so I'm sticking to it)
That's how I chose their names I know they aren't perfect but it was the best I could come up with. More on their origins and stories have yet to be revealed we will see them again through the course of this series. But like Clockwork they don't get involved in things directly too often.
- As for the ghost speaking through Mock he's not the mouthpiece for the mind-wipe ghost, I repeat not him. It's another ghost that may or may have not been mentioned before *grins mysteriously*. Trust me that there is far more to his visit then what was said and I have a lot of plans. This is part of the ongoing plot that will gradually be revealed more and more throughout the series. Oh and Mock is not the mindwipe ghost either because that ghost has red eyes.
- This has to be Adrian's toughest fight yet. I hope it went alright. Pacing it was difficult I'll admit it freely. But I'm happy with some of the things I was able to put in. Including giving Bullet his own power. I wanted to do this since the beginning but it was hard to choose what power to give him. Then I thought of what bullets are made of and how hard their casing can be and well that's where this came from. As you can see Adrian still hasn't quite mastered the ability to fight ghosts. It's going to take some time plus he has yet to discover all his powers.
- I know I left a few things unanswered but for the sake of the series I think it works. You'll just have see. I just felt a little moment between Adrian and his sister was all that was needed.