Well this came out a lot faster didn't it? It was only a month and a couple of days!
Yeah after the last chapter I started getting back into this story and banging out some future details. This chapter will wrap up our little cliffhanger from last time and next chapter I will finally get to introducing some of the first OCs I received!
I'm sure some of you are wondering what took me so long with the last chapter.
Truth is I looked at everything I had already written and looked ahead to all I have planned and got a tad depressed and quite frankly I'm still not sure I'll ever be able to finish this to the degree I want it to be.
But I'll be damned if I don't try my hardest.
(Also I discovered the Naruto fandom. Oops.)
It could be argued differently but that's how it comes off to me.
Anyway, last time this stuff happened!
-Time and Death had a chat!
-Danny had a (kinda) bad week!
-Spectra and Bertrand attacked Danny!
-Jazz found out Phantom was/is her brother! (would it be past or present tense?)
What will happen now? How will Jazz react? What about Bertrand and Spectra? Find out now, on Dragon Ball Z!
I mean Gone Ghost.
That is what I meant.
Danny POV, Casper High…
Clockwork must have been messing with him because time seemed to stand still.
Spectra was floating in her real form, all shadowy with searing red eyes and shark-like teeth. Bertrand had shifted back to his own real form and was attempting to pull himself out of the rubble that had collapsed on him after Danny had blasted him into the ceiling. The lights had gone out after Bertrand had crashed into the wiring but some of them were still flickering on and off.
And then there was Jazz. Whom was staring at him. A maelstrom of unidentifiable emotions in her eyes.
She knew.
Oh crap she knew.
Danny felt the power high he had been on when he blasted Bertrand start fading away. This was so not the time for this kind of thing to happen. In fact never would be a good time. He had not wanted to tell Jazz or anyone really. He needed to move on as much as they did. He was a ghost, he would be around for who knows how long. His family on the other hand, would eventually grow old and die. But he would remain.
Unfortunately fate seemed to have other plans.
"Oh this is just perfect!" Spectra cut into his inner turmoil and Danny glared at her. She ignored him however and kept talking. "Finally I can feel some misery from you." She cooed at Jazz. "I might now even need to kill you, I can just let the rest of the school see you being miserable! I'll never have to leave this town for power ever again!"
Danny felt his weakening power surge blaze back into a roaring ectoplasmic flame.
Spectra opened her mouth to say something else but he slammed his fist into the side of her head before a word could come out. Her body felt strange, almost fluid, but it was still solid enough for him to pummel.
"I have heard just about enough out of you." Danny hissed at her and spun in midair, slamming his heel into her torso and propelling her down the hall at an alarming rate. He was tempted to look back at Jazz but was quite honestly scared of what he would see.
He whipped out his ice sword and flew at Spectra intent on plunging the frozen blade through her head. The other ghost had managed to regain her senses and managed to turn intangible and sink through the floor just before he reached her, causing the sword to rip through nothing but air.
Danny cursed and whirled around trying to locate her. This was so not his day.
"Well aren't we the tough one?" A taunting voice called out to him. He spun trying to locate the source but saw no sign of the cruel psychiatrist, Spectra must have been invisible, but how could he spot her?
"Leaping to Jazzy's defense, how brave of you! Of course are you really leaping to her defense?" Spectra asked with a condescending tone. "Even if she was your sister when you were alive, what is she to you now? The daughter of ghost hunters, that's what."
Danny suddenly twisted and blasted where he thought the voice was coming from. All he got for his trouble was a sizzling sound and the acrid scent of burning metal. Dammit, where was she?
"Then again maybe you're too childish to allow yourself to move on. Pathetic really." The taunting continued and Danny tried his best to ignore it, he stayed floating in the air trying to feel for any hints of where Spectra might be. The way her voice was echoing made it impossible via sound, smell was out too because of the burning metal, of course he also wasn't sure if Spectra even had a smell.
If only there was some way…
Wait a second, ectoplasm! It was nearly impossible for one ghost to track another using their natural pull towards ectoplasm, but considering the close proximity and that Danny knew what he was looking for...
The voice continued on trying to play on all his suppressed emotions on the subject of his still living family and friends but he forced himself to avoid the words. Some still stuck in his head though.
"...nothing but a monster to them…"
"...let you die…"
"Why do you care?"
THERE!
"Because I'd rather care than be like you!" Danny hurled his ice sword through the air with as much strength as he could muster into the throw. It spun end over end towards a small indent in the wall where a water fountain was located…
...and impaled the drinking fountain.
"Ha, you can't even hit me!" Spectra cackled mockingly. The damaged water fountain started spraying water into the air.
Danny smirked and fired the ectoblast that he had been charging from the moment he threw his sword. Spectra had been cocky enough not to go intangible so when his sword hit the fountain and caused the pipe to burst the water had landed on her as well. So although he technically still could not see her, a bunch of water floating in the air looked kind of weird.
It also made a good target.
Spectra shrieked in pain as the blast collided with her unexpectedly sending her into the wall causing crack to spiderweb around her. Danny did not give her a chance to recover and immediately rushed her fully intent on crashing her through the wall and into the room on the opposite side.
It was not to be however, he had been so focused on locating Spectra he had failed to notice that Bertrand had recovered and had transformed once again.
He certainly noticed when the several ton green elephant slammed into his him when he was was just a few feet away from Spectra. How Bertrand had managed to increase his mass and weight Danny had no clue. He just knew that he really, really hated ghosts that could transform.
Bertrand propelled the two of them down hall with Danny wrapped around his trunk holding on for dear afterlife.
"WHY DO YOU KEEP DOING THIS?" He shouted at the other ghost as he felt the hallway practically rush past them. He was still a metaphorically sore about when Bertrand did something remarkably similar while transformed into a rhino.
Bertrand didn't respond but a quick look revealed that the end of the hallways was rapidly approaching. Which meant one of two things.
One: Bertrand was going to slam both of them into the wall putting both of them out of the fight for some time and leaving Jazz at Spectra's mercy.
Two: He was going to go intangible and fly them away from the school leaving Jazz at Spectra's mercy.
Neither were favorable endings.
Danny let the cold wash over him once again and a blue aura surrounded his body and slowly began creeping up Bertrand's trunk. The parts where it touched were almost instantly frozen in blue ectoplasmic ice.
As soon as he noticed what was happening Bertrand skidded to a stop and tried shaking Danny off of him but by that point it was too late.
The ice finished its work in less than thirty seconds, a record Danny was quite pleased with. He would have to remember that the next time tried freezing another ghost. He smirked as he watched Bertrand shrink down inside of the ice block and try and escape but to no success. He wasn't trapped in a thermos but this was good enough for now.
That just left Spectra to deal with then…
Okay so Bertrand could transform into virtually anything, what could Spectra do? The basic ghost powers of course, drain people's positive emotions, transform into a woman that look human even if she had a vaguely evil appearance, and, and…
That was it.
That was everything he knew Spectra was capable of.
Hopefully that was all she was capable of.
Sadly he did not have time to see if he could find any specifics about her powers that her file didn't mention already. Nor did he have the time to go and get some help from Ember or Youngblood. This had to be dealt with now, before anyone got hurt or died.
He turned away from the quickly growing desperate Bertrand and flew back down the hallway top speed. His vision started to tunnel as the walls, floor and ceiling blurred together into just a mass of color, nothing more than a distraction as he rushed towards his goal.
That goal being the, now recovered, dark form that was Spectra as she turned her attention to the still confused and in shock Jazz.
Jazz POV, Same Time...
"Come on dear, let's get you back to the auditorium now!" Spectra urged the stunned Jazz who shook herself out of her stupor at the ghost's prompting and glare at her.
"I'm not going anywhere with you. I heard everything, and I'm not about to walk up on stage just to get blasted by lasers of all things, to complete your evil plan." Jazz slapped the stunned Spectra's hand away from her. "You're very existence is an insult to psychiatrists everywhere! You're supposed to help people, not make them more miserable."
"You'd be surprised actually," Spectra mused, "There are many situations in which psyche degrees have helped make people miserable in the name of scientific discovery."
"And just what are you working on discovering?" Jazz deadpanned at her tapping her foot and crossing her arms presenting a rather annoyed aura around herself. "More power?"
"Well, I wouldn't put it like that but…" Spectra seemed to think about it for a moment. "Huh, what do you know I would put it like that." She blinked in slight surprise at herself.
During her brief moment of self examination Jazz had quickly whirled and attempted to make a break for it, attempting a mad dash down the hallway towards the nearest exit.
It was not to be however as Spectra was distracted for scarcely a moment and quickly made a move to block her prey's attempted escape to the outside and more than likely attempt to get help from the local ghost hunters, in other words her parents.
"And just where do you think you are going? You have a rally to attend!" Spectra gave her a smile that was all teeth.
Perhaps she really should have payed attention to her overly concerned parents when they insisted that she bring an assortment of ghost fighting/hunting devices to school each day in case of an emergency. Note to self; convince her parents to teach her how to fight properly, no way was she going to be a damsel in distress waiting for someone to save her.
"BACK OFF" Phantom sped down the hallway like a bullet, crashed in Spectra and propelled the both of them away.
Yeah, just like that. She briefly wondered if any of the princesses from fairy tales felt annoyed that they weren't able to save themselves. At least it wouldn't be like that for long, her dad could be very enthusiastic about his profession so if she showed any interest at all he would put forth as much effort as it took to make her proficient in defending herself against ectoplasmic threats.
And then there was the crux of the whole situation. Phantom was Danny. Or Danny was Fenton. Actually the best way to put it was Danny Phantom was Danny Fenton. Well, at least he had been when he was alive.
Had he known the whole time? Did he care? Or was this whole situation just as much news to him as it was to her?
It was certainly a possibility. He may have just been gravitating towards her subconsciously as a connection to the life he could barely remember, it seemed a bit animalistic but she was still working out how the mind of a ghost actually worked, rather than the stuff her parents force fed everyone.
Then again maybe he did know. In her past conversations with him he had hinted at the fact he remembered at least some of his human life before dying. Maybe he remembered her and wanted to have some sort of relationship with her despite the fact he was no longer among the living.
Of course she was being rather positive about the whole situation. Her parents were ghost hunters. As in the people who hunted Phantom and others like him. It could be he was just trying to get close to her so he could get rid of her parents.
But despite this possibility she didn't really believe it to be truth. He had never come off as the manipulative type to her, and Danny had never been that good an actor or a liar. She doubted death would have improved his skills in such. Besides, her parents had come back dejected multiple times after going after him or run into him while hunting other ghosts. If he was going to deal with them in a more permanent fashion, he probably would have done it already.
And she still couldn't get the expression that had flashed across his face when he had gotten over the surprise of seeing her. She may have been slightly (read: extremely) shocked when she had heard Spectra make the connection and Danny's reaction thereof, but she had been able to recognize what was going on around her. But the expression on his face had been a simple one. One she had never expected to see from him looking at her, Danny Fenton or Danny Phantom.
Fear.
He had been scared of her. Or more likely, scared of the idea of her knowing who he was. But why? Why was he scared of her knowing who he was? If it didn't cause he so much confliction she would have laughed at the irony. A ghost scared of a human, what were the odds?
Jazz shook herself as an ectoblast soared past her. She quickly moved into the cover provided by a row of lockers that extended from the wall. It wasn't exactly a shield like from Star Wars or Star Trek (What? It was fun to psychoanalyze characters in a futuristic setting!) but it was better than standing out in the open. She slowly risked peeking an eye around the edge of the lockers so she could see what was happening with the fight between the two ghosts.
The two were tussling in midair. From where her point of view it looked like Phan- Danny, she reminded herself, was attempting to pin Spectra who literally kept slipping through his fingers. Everytime he tried to grab an arm or even her tail she would just slither out, just like a venomous snake from under a rock. A fitting analogy if there was one for the cruel ghost.
As Jazz watched the fight progress she felt as though she were on the edge of her seat. From where she stood it looked like neither ghost had the advantage. Each would occasionally land blows on the other, Spectra with her deadly clawlike hands and Danny with his ectoplasm blazing fists but they all appeared to be glancing strikes.
She barely kept herself from crying out as Danny kicked the side of Spectra's head and then fired an ectoblast towards her facial features. Spectra barely managed to slide out of the way of the blast, letting it graze her face and for it to go flying right past where Jazz was standing. She quickly ducked back behind the lockers and took a few deep breaths.
She glanced at the spot the blast had hit. A small scorched and smoking hole sat in the middle of the tiled hallway. If it could do that to the floor, she did not want to think about what it could do to a human being.
Jazz waited a moment before looking around the corner again. When she did so she wished that she hadn't. She had turned just in time to watch Spectra's tail snake up and wrap around Danny's neck. His hands immediately went to try prying it off but Spectra only cackled with glee at his dilemma.
"What's wrong little Phantom? Nothing more out that smart mouth of yours?" She taunted as she raked her claws across his chest causing him to make a gasping noise that came out as more of a rasp than anything else. Ectoplasm began dripping from the five gashes and onto the floor.
Jazz had cried out when Spectra had scratched Danny, she couldn't help it. Thankfully the female ghost was too busy gloating to notice but Danny had heard her. His gaze met hers and she wished she could identify the expression that flashed behind the glowing green eyes. Still being unable to talk he just mouthed "run" at her.
She didn't need to be told twice.
It was one thing seeing her ghost friend who she new could take a beating get scratched. It was something else to see Danny, who could never take a blow, have bladelike claws rip his chest open. Her mind kept converting snow white hair to obsidian black. Radioactive green eyes to icy blue.
She ignored the small voice in her head telling her to look back. This was because she knew she didn't want to see what was happening. She didn't want to see if Spectra was chasing her, or if she had continued to rip into Danny's ectoplasm.
She didn't want to know.
It was however unfortunate for her that she happened to run into Mr. Lancer as she made her escape run.
"A rose by any other name!" He exclaimed as she nearly "There you are Miss Fenton!"
"Mr Lancer!" Jazz gasped still feeling somewhat shellshocked.
"Quickly! We must get to the rally!" He grabbed her arm and led her away towards the auditorium.
Jazz kept trying to form words but was having quite a lot of trouble putting order to her typhoon of thoughts and emotions.
She could only hope the lasers pointed at the podium were remote activated and not automatic.
Danny POV, that same time…
Danny wouldn't really describe himself as an optimist. In fact in most situations he was a pessimist.
This was one of those situations.
He was currently being ranted at by Spectra being told just how pathetic he was and what about himself made him that pathetic. While she was doing this she was slowly constricting her spectral tail tighter and tighter, completely cutting off his vocal cords so he could not get a word in edgewise. Not to mention the fact that the wounds on his chest from her claws were not exactly comfortable.
Literally the only thing that could make it worse was that if when Jazz had run and turned a corner she had run into a teacher who made her come to the auditorium so she could give her speech at the rally.
Good thing that didn't happen!
(Later on he would be punching himself for this thought.)
So how to get out of this situation? Spectra was gloating and ranting so that gave him a couple of minutes, at the very least forty five seconds, to get out of this and put himself back on top of this fight.
He continued to try and pull her tail off when he felt like smacking himself. He closed his eyes and began letting the cold wash over him…
...only to be suddenly thrown in a row of lockers, the sound of ripping metal followed and he idly noticed as a few school supplies bounced off his head and fell to the ground now frozen solid b his icy aura. Huh. That normally didn't happen when he tried to freeze someone.
"Did you actually think I was going to sit there and let you freeze me?" Spectra asked with a deadpan.
"Honestly? Yeah I kind of did. That's how it worked with everyone else I used it on." Danny admitted somewhat sheepishly.
"In that case, I shudder to imagine the average IQ of the Ghost Zone." Spectra shook her head with shame at her kind. Not that she could be entirely blamed for reacting like this, healthily maintaining an obsession required quite a lot of mental fortitude, which the majority of the ghosts in the Zone did not have. This led to more than a few completely losing themselves to their obsessions until not much else mattered.
Danny constantly reminded himself not to let that happen to him.
For now though he had other problems to deal with. Like this damned bitch. He usually shied away from such language but honestly he could not come up for a better word for this ghost. She purposely made everyone around her miserable to gain power and more than that she took joy out of doing that. What kind of horrible entity enjoyed making people so miserable? Tease someone, annoy them, piss them off, fine. But bring to it to the level where anyone might actively consider suicide? That was crossing a line.
Danny had to hold back a groan as he began feeling tired. He recalled what happened during his fight with Skulker, he had tossed way too much energy around and that had left him weak. And now if things continued a similar thing was about to occur here in the human world where a constant flow of ectoplasm wasn't around to keep him in physical form.
He fired off an ice blast towards Spectra, hoping to catch her by surprise. He had just remembered what that lmp in cloak was and he needed to keep her from noticing his left hand subtly moving towards it.
"Honestly just look at you." Spectra said with a mocking tone. "You're pathetic really. A basically newborn ghost with a big special ice core and you think you can take on all the big bads of our world." She chuckled.
Danny's hand wrapped around the cylindrical device under his cloak but he kept his expression neutral.
"Tell you what." Spectra tutted at him. "How about you pick up your little toy over there." She gestured at his ice sword. "And just go home and play hero somewhere else. It's not like you're doing any good." She turned back towards him and her eyes went wide.
Danny smirked at the expression on her face. "You talk way too much." He told her simply and clicked the button on the Fenton Thermos.
"No, no, no, no, nooooooooo!" Spectra shrieked as she desperately tried to avoid the swirling vacuum vortex of the ghost containment device. Her efforts were to no avail though as she was quickly enough sucked inside. Danny put the cover on with a click and sighed in relief. "So do us all a favor and just shut up." He said more to himself than anything else.
Well that was one problem dealt with. At least he would never have to deal with Spectra again. She was going back to Walker, who he was planning on literally begging to lock her up in maximum security, never to see the green light of the Ghost Zone ever again.
There was still Bertrand of course but he was currently trapped in his own personal Ice Prison, and it wasn't like the local ghost hunters had anyway of breaking through that ice and letting Bertrand escape. So he could afford to leave him trapped there for awhile.
He pushed himself out of the mass of wrecked lockers and looked up and down the hallway. Damn this whole place was a freaking mess. The lights were either out or flickering, there were multiple holes and scorch marks from ecto blasts. Not to mention the piles of rubble where Bertrand, Spectra and himself had crashed into things. Also the ice statue that used to be a water fountain. Apparently his ice was cold enough to freeze normal water. He briefly wondered what exactly his ice was made of. Maybe he could go ask Frostbite later.
He walked gingerly, not wanting to risk expending even the miniscule energy to fly, towards his sword. With a heave he yanked it out of the destroyed fountain and braced himself. But thankfully the entire pipe seemed to be frozen so he didn't suddenly receive a faceful of water. Danny sheathed the blade and turned away from the mess.
Now he had to go find Jazz. He owed her an explanation or two.
Jazz POV, a few minutes later…
As it turned out the lasers were on an automatic timer. Thankfully they had been timed with the idea of her perfect punctuality. Therefore they went off before she even arrived, this had of course caused chaos but she and Mr. Lancer had insisted that this had been part of the plan and nothing was wrong. Even though Lancer had no idea what it was about Jazz had just told him she would explain later.
Therefore the rally went off without a hitch and people actually seemed more cheerful by the time it was over. So all in all, it had turned out pretty good. The fact people seemed less depressed afterwards left Jazz hoping that it meant Danny had beaten Spectra. So she wasn't too surprised that when she went backstage after the rally Danny was leaning against the wall looking at odds with himself. The gashes on his chest were gone at least but he looked tired. That was a first.
"Hey…" He said looking like he was unsure what to say. Not that she could blame him. She was kind of at a loss for words herself.
"Hi…" She responded feeling quite awkward.
"For the record, when we first met I didn't know who you were. You seemed familiar but I shrugged it off at the time." He explained to her.
"And after that?" She prompted wondering what had driven him to seek a friendship with her.
"For the record I remember bits and pieces. Not everything. I remember faces and places but not many events and the ones I do are fragmented and confusing." He continued. "I remember you, Sam and Tuck… our parents." He shooked his head. "I had no idea what to make of it. A friend of mine suggested I just power through it and move on with my afterlife but I kept running into you and…"
"And I wasn't trying to rip you apart molecule by molecule." Jazz suggested only half jokingly.
"Yeah." Danny agreed. He paused and look straight at her. "Whatever you might think Jazz, I'm dead. I'm not coming back. I don't have DNA anymore I can't be your brother."
"Do I look like I care much?" She said sitting in a spare seat near the wall. "We might not technically be related but you're here. There's nothing to come back from, you might not be Danny Fenton anymore but you're still Danny. So maybe I can't be your sister." Those word hurt to say but they needed to be said. "But I can still be here for you."
Danny gave a small, sad smile. "Thanks Jazz."
They sat in companionable silence for a minute. "So what happened to Spectra?" Jazz finally asked.
"Trapped her in the thermos, I am making sure she goes to maximum security, she is never coming back if I can help it." He told her. "As for her partner in crime, he's still sitting in an ice cube in the hallway. I don't have the energy left to get him back to the Ghost Zone like that and I can't risk another fight with him."
"So you're just going to leave him there?" Jazz asked with surprise.
"I'll come get him as soon as I can but unless you have a better idea…" He trailed off.
"Fair enough." Jazz accepted with discontent.
"Miss Fenton?" She heard Mr. Lancer call for her. "Are you back here."
"You should probably go before someone starts screaming ghost." She warned him.
"I'm already gone." He winked at her and vanished before her eyes. Leaving her alone for the few seconds before Lancer came backstage.
"So about the lasers…"
Casper High, That night…
"Is that you Phantom?" Bertrand called as he heard a sound in the shadows of the empty school building. It had been a pretty bad day. Scratch that it had been a horrible day. When people had seen him in the ice block there had been a lot of screaming and gawking. Not to mention what had happened to his Mistress.
How dare that punk defy her! He had no right to ruin her plans!
"Here to mock me I suppose?" He sighed angrily. "Or maybe bring me back to Walker. Actually knowing you it's probably both." He grunted as he formed a hand and rapped his knuckles against the glass like ice. "Can you at least let me out of the ice? It's freaking cold in here." He glanced at the silhouette now evident in the darkness.
"I can assure you." A voice with a british accent that seemed colder than his prison vibrated through the walls of ice. "I am not the little Phantom."
Bertrand felt his power seem to leak away as felt the sheer rage and delight start to literally emanate from this being causing the air around him to seem to shimmer like a mirage. He saw the red knives form in both the ghost's hands. He didn't need to introduce himself. Bertrand knew who this was. And what he was capable of.
"W-what are you doing here." Bertrand stuttered as he pressed himself against the opposite side of the ice block.
"Is it not obvious my annoying little friend." The ghost tilted his head up allowing red eyes to flash dangerously. "It's dinner time."
The Ripper leapt towards the frozen prison letting out a horrible, terrifying laugh.
And that's the end of chapter 21!
I hope you all enjoyed finally seeing Jazz and Danny talk it out, as well as Spectra's defeat and another attack from the Ripper.
I honestly am looking forward to having Danny and The Ripper meet, it's going to be a major plot point for the story as well as character development for not only Danny but some of the other characters too.
Oh and I discovered that most friend groups have a dumb, smart, weird gimmick in their characters. One is smart, one is dumb, and one is weird. It applies to Danny Phantom too.
Sam is the weird one.
Danny is the dumb one.
Tucker is the smart one.
In this story I think Danny is the weird one, Ember is the smart one and Youngblood is the dumb one. Or maybe I have Danny and Ember reversed. Let me know what you think in the reviews!
Speaking of reviews, let's do last chapters!
BaconLover1800: Yeah these last two chapters are very dramatic.
Dorothy Michaels: Cliffhanger concluded! Hopefully this was soon enough for you!
AspiringAuthor236: He has potential for physical changes but if they do happen they won't be anytime soon, and I'm not going to copy Dan, he was a combination of Vlad and Danny's ghost forms.
Wolfeather101: If you're dead just try and make your obsession reading. That should work out for you. That way you get to read this chapter anyway!
Cassianaswindell123: Yeah that was a bit unfair to Jazz, getting wrapped up in this whole mess.
TheDisneyFan365: Glad you thought it was interesting, as to your own OC he sounds interesting but the Conqueror doesn't really fall under OC rules. He's a legend providing an explanation for why inter-universal travel is banned other than "just cuz"
Yourlilimaxilove: I'm glad my writing can create such real reactions. And as long as the love is platonic, I gladly accept it.
RandomBabbling: This chapter answers some of those questions. As to the Fenton parents, you're going to have to wait awhile.
TenableCape9819: Cliffhangers are how to keep people reading ;P. And here's chapter 21!
Lovepeaceandwar: Don't worry, Ember is going to get lots of character development. She already has gone through some, but it's not that easy for a ghost to run from their obsession so she has more in the future. As to being defeated too easily… yeah that might be true but I needed an excuse for Danny to get his ice powers and some memories back.
Some one you dont mess with: That name really works with your review. Just saying. And I did update so you don't need to use the terror of trailed off threats against me.
Lolxxx: I hate it when that happens. Too many stories where no one knows about Danny finally get to the reveal then get cut off. I decided not to do that. So I hope you enjoyed the chapter.
Whelp that's all for now folks! I hope you enjoyed it and I'll see you next saturday.
If you read whatever story I update next week that is. But it will probably be Sealed Away or Lightman Legacy. Might do Master Thief though.
(Awkwardly glances at folder labeled Son Siblings.)
See ya folks!
~FriTik
R&R