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Chapter 20

Fight and Flight

The pain that washed over him was intense. Though he wasn't dead, the tremendous energy blast had done him harm. He shuttered to think what would have happened to him if he received the beams full effects, but Taylor did.

Taylor was barely hanging onto life. Every time she breathed out a soft red puff of smoke would escape her lips, indicating her newly found ghost sense that she was never supposed to get. Taylor was never supposed to be going through this right now. . .

She was supposed to be safe, and he, Danny, failed her.

Danny reached out and gingerly touched Taylor's pale cheek. Her skin looked milky white, and she was glowing in a supernatural way.

"Taylor is a ghost. . ." Danny said through tears as he smoothed away a strand of fiery hair from her face. Danny looked up at Vlad with hatred.

"Look what you've done you ass!"

The once silent stadium was now full of murmuring, the ghosts within it obviously confused.

"I . . . I. . ." Vlad stuttered, not able to say anything back. He was at a complete loss for words at the moment, staring at the Danny Phantom look alike.

"Don't worry Taylor, I'm getting you out of here!"

Vlad seemed to find his voice. "You will do no such thing, and might I remind you that she's already damaged for life anyway!"

"Fuck you!" Danny spat venomously. He slowly took Taylor into his arms and looked back at Vlad with hatred.

"You've already done enough damage for one century Plasmius. Taylor and I are leaving!"

"You are not leaving."

"I do believe we are, and hey look, I'm not dead!" he said, laughing in Vlad's green face. He felt almost dead however, and as he stood he began to shake.

"You will be if you dare to leave this stadium." snarled Vlad urgently to Danny. There was something about his voice that seemed serious, yet it was tinted with anger.

"Oh and how is that?" Danny asked, raising an eyebrow. He had to hear this one.

"Is it because you're going to stop me?"

Vlad's eyes seemed to grow brighter and brighter, and then he said in a low, dangerous voice.

"No, but they will."

He gestured around the massive stadium.

"True, Ghost Child. We all paid to see you executed, and an execution is what we will see." came a deep voice from behind him. Danny looked over to see Skulker, a vicious look on his face as he eyed Danny and Taylor. In response to this, everyone in the stands cheered.

This was not good. Danny was surrounded my enemies, no friends in site.

"Is that what you think Skulker?" echoed a voice from above the stadium.

Everyone gasped when they saw the small Specter Speeder glide down towards them like a white bullet.

"We're coming Danny!" sounded his sisters voice as they flew closer.

Vlad looked enraged.

This cannot be! My game of chess cannot fail!

"GET THEM!"

"Danny! Untransform!" ordered Sam from the RV.

Danny looked to Taylor and held her hand tight. He closed his eyes in concentration, and soon two blue rings washed over him, as two black rings sped over her body, turning them both back to their human forms.

Skulker wasted no time jumping into action. He pressed a small button and a huge ray gun popped out. Then he began to shoot, the rays looking like Christmas lights in the darkness of the ghost zone. However, now back in their human forms, the rays didn't effect Taylor or Danny.

The RV flew lower and lower, until if finally settled. With no time Tucker pressed the ghost shield button, covering Danny, Taylor, and the RV against the spectral energy. There was an angry roar from the ghosts above them, and then massive amounts of beams were being shot at the small group.

Danny held Taylor closer as he ran into the RV, the door closing shut as he got in.

"Don't let them get away!" shouted Vlad to an angry Skulker, who was trying desperately to break the shield.

It was no use however. The shield was made of a simple energy, but a powerful energy that kept ghosts away.

"POUND ON IT JAZZ!" screamed Taylor's older brother Mike. Danny looked up at him blearily, not understanding who he was or what he was doing.

"Don't worry little dude. We're here to help."

And he knew no more as he collapsed with a sigh.

"Danny? Danny! Wake up"

Danny opened his eyes, a bright light filling them.

"Huh?"

Jazz, Sam, Tucker, Mike, and Taylor were all in front of him, though Taylor was lying on a padded seat, unconscious. Every time she breathed out her ghost sense kicked in again, signaling that this all wasn't a very horrible dream.

It had happened.

"Oh God. . ." he gasped, feeling as though he was going to collapse from exhaustion again.

"That energy blast really did him in. . ." he heard Tucker say slowly.

"How did you-" Danny began.

"We got there in time to see well. . . what happened. . ." Sam answered slowly.

"And apparently it did a number on Taylor too. . ." said Mike, looking over to his sister with a scared expression.

" A real number. . ."

Danny closed his eyes tightly. Knowing what could have happened was his fault was more than he could bare.

"I just hope she's-"

The team looked over with a start upon hearing a high pitched scream. Taylor had sat up in her bed, eyes wide opened in horror. They were glowing a bright red now, and she shouted out and two pink laser beams literally streamed out of her eyes.

The beams bounced off of the walls, and whizzed right passed Tuckers ear before bursting into flames and disappearing.

"Taylor!" they all shouted, watching as she groaned, falling back into her seat. Her lower body became intangible, making her look as though she had been chopped in half.

"Oh man. . ." Tucker exclaimed with a worried look.

Her bottom half reappeared, and then one of her arms vanished.

"Taylor's a ghost now too. . . remember when that used to happen to you Danny?" Sam stated with a small smile in memory.

"Yeah."

"Yeah I do remember. . ."

His eyes felt heavy again.

"Just go to sleep Danny. . . when you wake up this will all be over. . ." Jazz assured with a smile.

Her smile was the last thing he saw before he fell asleep.

I wrote that chapter in about five minutes. . . I have no time lately to write anymore. I hope it wasn't too bad! Read and review!