Danny was shocked when the demon appeared from the forest, his mouth wide open in disbelief at how huge the demon has become. Max felt the same way, but kept his face from showing any emotion as the demon entered the clearing.
The demon was as tall as the trees themselves! It had six long, spidery arms with claws at each end; and also, the demon had seemed to form a tail with spikes at the end. Power radiated from the demon, its mouthful of fangs sneered at the group of beings.
"Ah… Reapers." The demon said its voice loud. Its hungry red eyes strayed onto the group of full humans. "I see you have brought me a snack." The huge demon said. Danny bristled with renew anger at the demon's statement. But before he could even react; Jack aimed at the demon with the Fenton Bazooka.
"Eat ecto-plasma, Demon Scum!" Jack roared as he fired at the demon. The group watched as the green ray slammed into the demon's chest. Jack did a fist pump, happy that he had damaged the demon-
"That tickles." The demon said, watching the green ray pass him. Everyone's (except for Danny and Max) eyes were wide open in disbelief at the scene. Sure, the ecto-ray harms ghosts, hit humans; but to go through an entire being without being hurt? It was unheard of! Max scoffed and glanced at Jack.
"Told you so." Max said; recalling Jack and Maddie's stubbornness when he told them that their weapons would most likely not work against the demon.
"Snack time!" The demon called, licking his lips; its arms moved as it prepared itself to attack the group of humans. Danny's body went tense at the demon's gesture, a burning desire to protect his friends and family overwhelmed him…
Without even another thought, Danny brought his right hand over to his left wrist; where the Grimm has disguised itself as a watch, and made a sweeping motion away from it. Dark energy poured from the watch, enveloping him to form a robe around his figure. A wicked scythe materialized from his left hand, appearing along the path of motion as his right hand moved away, revealing a slate colored metal staff with a half black, and half white blade with a strip of neon green that split the two halfs.
Danny immediately sprung after the demon; hefting the scythe high above his head as he swung, ghastly green energy bursting from the blade as it split through the air. The energy slammed into the demon, making a faint scratch on the demon's skin.
It began to laugh as his skin instantly began to repair itself.
"You cannot defeat me!" The demon cried out with twisted happiness as Danny fruitlessly tempted to destroy the demon again and again while Jack, Maddie, Jazz, Sam, Tucker, and Valerie all tried to attack the demon with ghost weapons; but each shot just pass through the demon as if it never existed. The only being that was not doing anything to thrawf the demon's intentions was the Grim Reaper himself. Max just stood there, watching as everyone tried to harm the demon in any way, but all was fruitless; even Danny's attacks aren't powerful enough to physically harm the demon.
Just wait a little longer… Max thought to himself as the living beings retreated from the demon, who had begun to stomp around like a giant from the Jack and the Beanstalk folklore. Then you can have the Grimm and your power back…
Just then, Valerie was swiped out of the air by one of the demon's arms.
"No!" Danny cried as he flew as fast as he could at Valerie, but the demon knocked him away from her. Valerie tried to get her hover board back to work, but it refused to respond to her wishes.
"Ahhhh!" Valerie screamed in terror as she loamed closer to the ground. Just when she thought that she was done for; a pair of hands grabbed Valerie, guiding her to a bulk of a body instead of the hard ground.
"I got you." Max said to Valerie as he floated down the very few feet he had managed to fly up in time to catch Valerie. Once their feet touched solid ground, Valerie yanked herself away from the Reaper, glaring at him as if it was his fault that her hover board stopped working.
"I didn't know that you could fly…" Valerie said more to herself than the Reaper, who shrugged at her words.
"I fly only when it is absolutely necessary; other than that, I prefer to be grounded." He said this as his hands strayed to his jean pockets. He and Valerie watched as the demon and Danny fought against one another; everyone else abandoning the fight due to their fruitless effort, joining the Red Huntress and the Reaper a little far off from the battle.
"Are you worried?" Tucker asked. He meant the Reaper's expression. The Reaper slowly nodded his head, his eyes still trained on his nephew as Danny dodged an attack.
The Reaper was worried for his nephew's life. If Danny dies, then it will be his entire fault. Max is very different from his brother, Vlad. Vlad would use other people as pawns to get what he wants or to fix a problem; not caring if they ended up dead. Max, on the other hand, is the exact opposite. If it was Max's problem, it was Max's problem and no one else's. Of course, this doesn't apply when Max begs his older brother for money…
Either way, Max knew, just knew that Danny having a part of this-his's-world was a very bad idea. The only reason-the only reason-why the Reaper had allowed it was because of Clockwork's say so; even though all the Master of Time does is annoy him, he still seeks out the wise ghost's advice. But even with his conflicting views on the issue, Max still trusts Clockwork for greater good for all.
"Daaah!" Danny yelped as the demon sliced open his arm, absorbing some of his powers in the process. Green ectoplasm dripped from his wound as Danny flew away in retreat from the demon, preventing the demon from absorbing even more of his powers.
"What's wrong, boy?" The demon cried out, a little stronger than a second ago. "Do you fear me? Do you fear Death?" Danny hissed in frustration.
"I'm not afraid you or Death!" Danny proclaimed with confidence. "I mean, come on! Death's my goody-shoe Uncle! I'm not afraid of him!" Danny added in as afterthought, causing Max to face palm himself. The apprentice repositioned the scythe in a more comfortable position and crouched. "Besides, I'm gonna defeat you!" He yelled as he flew at the demon with the Grimm poised to attack.
"Fool." The demon grunted out as Danny attacked. The demon rose a lazily arm to block the weak attack; and immediately stroke out at Danny. Danny dodged, but just barely. Unfortunately, Danny had unknowingly placed himself into a trap as all six arms began to collapse onto Danny.
Danny didn't even had the time to react as the arms contracted, the space between Danny and each arm decreasing quickly. It was like being trapped inside a hole whose walls moved closer and closer together until you are…well…you know…
"Danny!" Max called out, his voice radiating with some his usual power. "Come here!"
"Ha!" The demon cheered as his arms slammed into one another. "You're de-"
"Whoa!" Danny said, shocked as he suddenly appeared in front of the group. The demon's face was wide in disbelief as well as everyone else's. "How'd you do that?" He asked his Uncle, who shrugged at his nephew.
"I just do." He answered simply, not even bothering to giving into any details-just like Clockwork. The demon roared angrily at his near-catch. Danny flinched from the demon's growl, hefting the Grimm in a defensive position.
"Uncle…" Danny said, still facing the demon. "I don't think I can hold against this demon much longer…" Max nodded. He knows. And yet…
"Just a little longer, Danny." Max said, staring at the demon and at his nephew. "Then we'll switch places." Danny nodded to show that he understood his Uncle's (somewhat) suicidal plan as he launched himself at the demon.
The demon chuckled as Danny attacked, the lime green wave of energy bursting from the black and white scythe flew out like a wing would to take flight at the demon. It stuck, but again, it didn't do any damage to the demon as it reared itself to attack. It swiped at Danny, who dodged expertly from the attack, managing to cut the demon with the Grimm.
"Useless!" The demon cried out joyfully as his wound began to heal. Danny frowned as he made for another attack; but this time, the demon smacked Danny away, slicing his skin open.
"Daaah!" Danny cried out as he landed painfully on the grassy ground, cuts run down his chest from the demon's latest assault. His hand found its way under his dark robe, putting pressure on his wound.
"Danny!" Cried out the living humans as they ran over to the injured Reaper's apprentice. Danny turned around, his eyes wide in fear and in pain as they neared him.
"Don't!" Danny cried out, wincing slightly. "Don't come any closer!"
"And why the heck not?!" Sam shouted as she neared her boyfriend.
"And the prey sets itself into a trap." The demon said menacing as it towered over the group of humans. Its grin stretched from one corner to another, licking its lips as four of its arms snapped at the group of humans. Danny felt a lump in his throat when he realized that he won't be able to do anything to save his friends or family.
So much for being a super hero and all that…
The demon's hands were only ten feet away from grabbing Jazz when a figure suddenly appeared, blue electricity danced in his hands as he punched through the air. Lightning flew out of the Reaper's hands, making a cracking sound like a broken mirror would make. The electric blue lightning struck the demon dead in its chest, forcing it away from the living beings (and one half alive).
The lightning died down, fizzling itself out of existence as Reaper faced his apprentice, his face serious.
"I believe it's time for us to switch places?" Max said, his hand held out. It didn't take Danny long to figure out that his uncle wants the Grimm back in his position. Danny, worn out, smiled a tiny bit as he placed the scythe into the Reaper's hand.
Immediately, Danny felt a shift of power as it left his system. Weariness and tiredness slammed into Danny like a pile of bricks. Hunger pains stabbed his stomach, making it twist and turn painfully. He gritted his teeth, muffling his cries. He was in so much pain, but yet, something distracted him; some powerful dark energy was radiating from somewhere very close to him. His senses went into overdrive as they pinpointed where the energy was pulsing from…
It was his Uncle.
His Uncle was no longer in just a plain tee with jeans. Instead, a tattered robe made out of shadows covered his form; no highlights whatsoever could be seen, as if the robe was just a solid black 2D object. The Grimm had changed its shape once it was handed over to Max. The once black and white metaled scythe has now transformed itself into a more standard-like one. The blade was stainless steel, with a couple of wicked curves on the blade to make it seem more deadly. The staff instead has turned into wood, worn down at some places while other places were smooth. A tattered blue ribbon was tied tightly at the bottom of the staff, fluttering slightly as if there was wind…
While Danny felt completely exhausted and weak, the Reaper felt relieved and so much stronger than before.
"Master…" The Grimm whispered the Reaper, who smiled in content for the first time in two months. Feeling so much zeal for the first time in so many years, the Reaper crouched, a huge ass grin spread across his face.
"Let's do this." Maximilian said with confidence as he disappeared in a whirl of shadows.
The demon blinked, confused as to where the Grim Reaper had went.
"Where did he-" The demon began to say, only to scream out in absolute pain as bright blue electricity sliced its arm completely off of the demon. It clutched where one of its arms used to be. It glared out of the corner of its eye at the Reaper who stood in midair behind him, grinning slightly.
"I'm right here." Max answered his unfinished question, smirking a bit. He floated above about ten feet off the ground, leaning on the Grimm as if it was a harmless railing. Danny blinked.
How come he can slice off that demon's arm while I could barely managed scratching it? Danny thought to himself.
I…I died a total of four times that year… Echoed his uncle's voice from only a few minutes ago. Each time…it was painful…and by the fourth time that I came back to life…my power….my power…was too much….for my….living body…
So that's why… Danny thought to himself as the demon reared itself. The only reason Max could easily slice off that demon's limbs is because of him dying and coming back to life… Man that just gotta suck…
"You think you're all that?!" The demon asked, whipping its other arms around to assault the dead man; snapping Danny away from his thoughts. "Allow me to show you the true meaning of death!"
"I'll like to see you try." Max said darkly as he swung the scythe, blue electricity flashed off the blade, forming an energy wave of power as it sliced off the rest of the demon's arms. The teens cheered when the demon's arms disappeared in a shower of blue pieces. Once again, the demon howled in pain from losing all of its limbs as the Reaper went ahead to deliver the final blow.
Max knows that he doesn't have enough power to destroy the demon, but he might as well try his best as he concentrated on his powers. He poured almost all of his power into the Grimm, making the blade turn into sky blue as sparks danced from it. He flew at the demon; pieces of his robe tore apart and drifted into the air before disappearing for good. The Reaper swung the Grimm diagonal across the demon's body. A flash of blue lightning blinded everyone as thunder boomed over.
Max skidded across the air, blue sparks formed from the friction caused by stopping in midair. He turned around, watching the demon as it looked about itself when a pleasant expression painted itself on its face.
"What was that, Reaper?" The demon asked, apparently not hurt by the Reaper's most recent attack. "Are you really that wea-"
It didn't finish his sentence when a plane of sky blue energy bursts from the demon's chest; exactly where Max had cut the demon. The demon's eyes went wide in disbelief as pain reared into its nerves. It howled as the power tried to destroy him from the inside out.
The humans cheered for the dead man, except for Danny. He felt that something was…off. That his uncle didn't succeed his attack on destroying the demon. Meanwhile, Max held his breath; unsure whether or not that that last attack had enough power to destroy the demon.
It didn't…
Every human being (dead or alive) stared in horror as the demon's limbs regenerated themselves as well as his chest wound healing almost instantly. In only three breaths' time, the demon was completely healed, grinning broadly at the floating man.
"Cream Puffs." Max muttered as one of the demon's six arms shot out at the Reaper. Max dodged the arm, and another, and another…and another; making his way to the demon's face. As he neared his destination, he hefted the Grimm, only for the demon to grab the bladed end. Max was shocked that the demon would do such a thing. The Reaper wrenched the Grimm out of the demon's grasps, only for the demon to grab onto the staff part; dangerously close to the torn ribbon.
Max tried to tug the Grimm away from the demon; but the demon's grip was like iron, not budging one bit. The Reaper gritted his teeth, fear overwhelming him until he realized that the end of the Grimm's staff was pointing towards the demon's face; a smirk appeared on the Grim Reaper's face.
The little trick will work…
"Hey! You!" Max cried out joyfully at the demon. Immediately, the demon's attention snapped onto the Reaper himself. "Do you wanna know what happens when someone gets the short end of the stick?"
"Uh…" The demon said dumbly as the blue ribbon suddenly began to move up the staff as if it had just changed into a snake. "They…die?" The demon finished as the ribbon tied itself around Max's, leaving a hole at the end of the staff.
"Oooo! So close, yet so far away." Max said as the end of the staff began to glow light blue. As it powered up, the light turned from blue to white, beginning to blind the demon. "They go…
"Ka-boom." The Reaper said as pure white lightning flashed from the staff, stabbing right through the demon as lightning flared out on the other side. It screamed for only a second, backing away from the Reaper; but its wounds was already healing. Max held back from swearing aloud as the demon laughed at the Reaper's position.
"I wonder…" The demon began a smile on its face. "What were you gonna do after you've…ah, destroyed me?" The demon chuckled at the end as its hands flew at the Reaper, who sliced off each one. But, of course, the demon's hands regenerated instantly.
This…is…getting….nowhere. Max thought dully to himself as he dodged the demon's attacks. Once in a while, he would take the offensive and attack; but the demon's healing powers where too fast for the Reaper as an arm smacks the Reaper into a couple of trees.
"Uncle!" Jazz cried out. She began to run over, but was stopped by her younger brother.
"Jazz." Danny said his sister's name as he held her shoulder. She glared at him.
"Danny, let go." She said, still glaring. "I have to help Uncle-"
"How?" He asked his older sister. "Tell me. How the heck are you gonna help him if you can't even harm the demon!" Jazz felt torn as the truth from her younger brother's words stung her. She glanced at their uncle, who was now standing up a little clumsily from his crash landing, and looked back at her brother. She sighed, knowing that he has won.
"Fine." Jazz said, shrugging off his hand. "But tell me Danny. What are you gonna do?"
Danny just stared at his sister as a response.
He doesn't know what to do… He has no ideas whatsoever. He's just too new to this new lifestyle of his uncle's. He turned to watch his uncle, a very bad feeling settling in his stomach.
Max was still fighting against the demon, just dodging most of the time; keeping the rest of his power in case something absolutely nightmarish happens.
I have to stop him. Max thought to himself as he dodged another swipe from the demon. But how? I'm still too weak. … Buttermilk! What can I do?
"Use it, Master." The Grimm told Max through his mind. "Use it, and then no one will die…" Max hissed at the scythe.
Shut it. He told the Grimm. I don't need your power.
Max gritted his teeth as he dodged again, completely ignoring the Grimm's suggestions. He needs to come up with a way to stop this demon before it kills anymore innocent people or worse…me.
The Reaper flinched at the last words of that statement.
NO. He thought to himself, shaking his head slightly as he swiped at the demon. I'm not gonna die; and either is anyone else. I have to stop this demon! If I don't, then everyone's gonna die! Even Danny!
Danny…
Danny being your apprentice isn't just for his own survival, but yours also. Clockwork's voice rang out in the Reaper's mind. If you absolutely refuse, then you'll be robbing your nephew's right to live. Besides, you'll find it to be most beneficial when you're both in a very, very tight situation.
The Reaper gulped, realizing that they are in a very tight situation. But how in Creampuffs can Danny help the Reaper? Danny's weaker than the dead man. Even the Reaper is weaker than usual because of the demon. … If only he was stronger… If only someone else can help-
An idea popped into the Reaper's mind. He clung to that idea for dear life (well, afterlife that is) as he reviewed the outcome in his mind. There are only two possible outcomes if he chooses to follow his idea. One, they live; two, they don't.
The Reaper was too busy thinking that he didn't even get to see the demon's hands began to form a closed container, trapping the Reaper inside.
"Ha, ha, ha!!" The demon laughed as he suffocated the dead man. Except, there was nothing but dry air. The demon was confused as to why the Reaper was no longer in his grasps. "You've got to be kiddi-"
And for the second time in a row, Max had sliced off one of the demon's hands. The demon growled, about to attack the Reaper when he shocked himself stiff.
The Grim Reaper appeared right in front of the demon's face, his right hand clench as lightning formed around his hand. As quickly as possible, the Reaper threw his power enhanced punch at the demon; making the demon fumbled backwards about a football field from the hit. It crashed into the trees, a little daze from the swiftness of the attack.
Max didn't hesitate one second as he took this opportunity to teleport from where he was floating and appeared in front of the living humans. They could tell that the Reaper was tired and worn out from the battle by the look of his face.
"Maxy…" Jack began, but Max past by Jack and approached Danny; stopping a few feet away from his nephew. Danny was confused at his dead uncle's actions.
"I need your help." Max said; as if to answer Danny's confusion. This time, even more confusion showed on Danny's face.
"Uh… You need my help?" Danny asked his uncle, confused as to why his uncle needed his help.
"Yes." His uncle replied. "I need your help; because, as you can see, I'm not powerful enough to destroy this demon alone."
"Did you not watch Danny when he was battling that demon? He's too weak to even use his ice powers! And you expect him to battle this demon all by himself?!" Maddie spat out at the Reaper, angry that he would carelessly shove Danny to his death. Max stiffened at Maddie's words.
"I'm not suggesting that he'll be battling the demon alone." The Reaper said a little ticked at Maddie's assumption. "I was thinking that we could battle against the demon together."
"But how?" Danny asked his uncle. "My powers won't work unless I'm holding the Grimm." Max sighed.
"Then I guess we'll just have to hold it together." Max suggested as a solution, he glanced at the now recovering demon. He bit his lip as the demon rose onto its feet. "Maybe…we could only do one attack…"
"Excuse me?"
"I mean, we just put everything we have left into one shot-one kill thing. All of our power into one concentrated shot. And hopefully that'll destroy the demon once and for all…"
"You don't really sound all that confident." Sam noted from the Reaper's tone. Max chuckled at the protective girlfriend.
"I'm not; but it's better to at least try than not to." He told the Goth girl. He, then, faced his nephew. "So…Danny. What's your choice? Try this idea, even though we might fail at the end? Or don't try and fail anyways?"
Well if he puts it that way…
"Okay, let's see if your idea works." Danny said as calmly as he could. Max smiled at his nephew.
"REAPERS!" The demon roared once it was steady on its two legs. (For a very powerful demon, it's pretty dumb for announcing everyone its presence instead of just outright attacking from behind without a single noise.) Danny and Max faced the demon as the living reluctantly retreated further away from the potential battlegrounds. Danny flashed them all a small smile before he stared at the demon, who was approaching the two Reapers.
I sure hope this idea works… Danny thought to himself as he grabbed the staff, towards the end with the blue ribbon. Dark energy poured into Danny's system, but not as much as usual; even the Grimm has been affected by the demon's ability to absorb power.
It was at that point, did it strike Danny how familiar the ribbon was…
It was his Aunt Natalie's. And she wore it every single day until the day Max was buried. There, she pulled the ribbon out of her hair and wrapped the fabric around her dead husband's hand before sealing his coffin from the outside world forever. For Max to have that very same ribbon on his scythe can only mean one thing:
That he hasn't forgotten about her…or Kathy.
And that he still loves them.
"Ready?" Max asked his nephew. Danny gulped, his eyes trained on the demon in front of them.
"Ready." Danny squeaked out. He, then, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
This is gonna work. He told himself as he forced all of his remaining power into the Grimm. This is gonna work.
…
No.
This will work.
Danny opened his eyes; but instead of the usual sky blue eyes, his eyes were a solid lime green color, showing no other color. Max's eyes were the same deal, but the color was still sky blue as sparks fizzled from random points of the Reaper's body. A green wavy-like power silhouette Danny's form as the Grimm began to show the two powers powering the weapon as green and blue energies danced along its surface. The demon laughed at the site, charging at them.
"You will all die!" The demon roared as its six hands shot out in front of it.
I beg to differ. Danny thought as his uncle shouted 'NOW!'.
As if their minds were corrected, they moved as one; raising the Grimm high before bringing it down in a flash of cool light. The chaotic mass of the two energies swirled about in a wave as it hurled at the demon, slashing right through his hands like butter. The demon's face widens in fear and shock as the wave continued its path towards its main body.
The demon wanted to do anything in its power to stop this threat; to flee for its life.
But it was just too late.
The wave of blue-green energies slammed into the demon's main body and appeared on the other side. The demon howled in absolute overwhelming pain as his body began to dissolve into tiny pieces. Its howls pierced the air; making the living cover their ears as a way to dim the sound, while as Max caught the exhausted Danny before he collapsed onto the ground. Danny moaned from contact, making his uncle chuckled at his discomfort.
"Did…we did…it?" Danny wheezed out. A smile crept onto the Reaper's lips.
"Yes, nephew." Said the dead man as he looked fondly at his young nephew. "Yes we did." Danny breathed out a sigh of relief as his eyes opened, once again sky blue.
"What's that?" Tucker's voice rang out in the somewhat silent clearing. Both Reapers looked up.
The demon was still being destroyed, revealing something that the demon once had…
Their powers.
Danny, suddenly finding enough strength to move, stood up to his full height and left his uncle. He approached the disappearing demon as a lime green power began to react…
As if it knew that Danny was right there.
Danny took another step towards the massive blob of green energy when it suddenly sprung upon him. His ghost powers injected themselves into the young teen, fusing itself with Danny once more. His powers were still settling themselves when a flash of bluish-white appeared at the teen's torso, transforming him from alive to dead.
"Yes!" The teen shouted pushing himself off the ground, still glowing a tiny bit green as his powers finally began to settle into the teen. Once his white aura surrounded his body, did Danny test out his powers; which he was absolutely both relieved and thrilled to have all of his powers back to working order.
Max smiled at his nephew before he faced towards the dissolving demon. Something crackled from inside the rapidly dissolving demon. The Grim Reaper bit his lip as a flash of light blue highlighted the demon's destruction. By now, Danny has finally touched ground after a very nice flight in the cool air. He noticed that everyone was still watching the Reaper, and so he joined them.
Max's power did not show any interest to return to its rightful as the last pieces of the demon disappeared from existence. The second that the last of the demon was vanished forever, did his power shot out, slamming itself into the Reaper's body. Max gasped for air.
In that instant, the greenery went from alive to dead; shocking the living into absolute fear for their lives. The trees were bare, their trunks rotting, bark flaking off. The ground beneath their feet was dry and cracked; and what little grass was left looked like it would fall apart just by you looking at it. Even the air had a stench of tastelessness; of death, as some would call it. However, when the Reaper exhaled, life returned to the area, replacing that image with colors and hope. Blue sparks danced around the Reaper's body until he made a sweeping movement with his entire arm.
"Ah… Much better." Max said in a voice that sounded exactly like a demon's. Even though Danny's friends and family haven't really known or seen demons until now, they tensed at the Reaper's voice; fear lit up their faces. Danny gulped, suddenly finding himself scared. The Reaper turned to face the group of living humans and began to chuckle.
"What's wrong?" Max asked his voice back to being the usual playful and calm tone. "Reaper got your tongue?" And at that, he began to chuckle as the discomfort able living beings.
"And how is that funny?" Valerie asked, but the Reaper only chuckled more in response. However, his chuckles abruptly stopped dead in its tracks. His pupil less eyes widen in shock.
"You've got to be kidding me!" The Reaper suddenly shouted, scaring the wits out of the living. "How many times; HOW MANY FLIPPIN' TIMES, has she been warned about texting while driving?! All of those news stories about people dying while texting and driving; AND WHAT DOES SHE DO?! WHAT DOES SHE FLIPPIN' DO?!" It was at that point did the Reaper realize that the living was staring at him as if he was an insane lunatic….which he was. Immediately, he straightened himself up and cleared his throat.
"I'm sorry that you had to witness that." He said coolly. "But I'll have to go." He said turning away from the living.
"So…" Sam's voice rang out, causing the Reaper to pause. "Does this mean that Danny…?" Everyone watched the Reaper as he watched them back.
"Danny is still my apprentice." The dead man said. "But he can go back to his normal everyday life until I need him." It seemed like everyone, including the Reaper himself, breathed a sigh of relief. "Now, I must really get going; I'm three hours behind my work." He turned to leave once more, but once again, a voice stopped him; however, it was Tucker this time.
"Hey. I thought people can't see or hear Grim Reapers." Tucker asked the dead man. "So how come we can still see you?" It was then that the Reaper laughed at the young Mayor.
"That's simple." The Reaper said with a playful smile. "The only reason why you guys can see me is because I'm allowing you to see me."
And with that, the Reaper disappeared from the early gray light; leaving the living alone to rejoice that Danny has finally came home.
Last Chapter of 'Grim Reaper Chronicles: Danny Phantom'. But of course there needs to be an epilogue. XD