Chapter Thirty – Desiree
Thursday, June 12th 1998
"Um… Who?" Abbi asked, confused at the word that sounded like a name.
"Desiree is a ghost. A genie ghost that grants wishes but not how you would want them to come true. Like those jokes about wishing for a million buck and then your surrounded by deer? We've run into her a few different time," Phantom explained. "Each time was… interesting to say the least."
"Sam wished once that she'd never met Danny," Tucker snickered. "That was a fun day."
"It was not Tucker! Danny lost all his powers!" Sam shouted.
"Not really, more like he never had them to begin with," Tucker amended.
"Um, guys? We're getting a bit off topic here…" Phantom said, remembering the day all too well. "The point is, now we know how to get Lilly-er, Abbi… back to her time."
"We need to find Desiree," Sam gasped. "Oh course. Surely if she sent her back to this time then she can send her back to her proper time! But… how are we going to find her? We haven't seen her in a quite a few weeks. And I don't think Abbi is willing to just wait around for the ghost to show up."
"The Map!" Tucker shouted.
The three turned to Tucker in confusion.
"The Infi-Map can show us where Deiree is right now, even if it can't take us to her we can still find her with it!"
"Tucker, that might be the first good idea you've had all year," Sam said, smirking.
"Thanks-Hey!"
"So the genie really was a ghost?" Abbi asked.
"Yep. She had a lamp too, or maybe she still does? I'm not sure," Phantom said, shrugging as he jumped off the chair to the ground. "Shall we go find Frostbite one more time?"
"Yea!" the other three agreed, following Phantom out the door.
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By the time they located the yeti ghost, darkness had fallen over the snow-covered land.
"I didn't realize it even got dark here…" Phantom commented when they passed a large window on their way back to the room that held the map.
"Yes, while time does not pass the same here as in down in the living realm, we do still experience a type of 'night'. Not all ghosts have the need to sleep. Some choose to, others choose not to. We enjoy the time to rest here in the Far Frozen."
"Is it that way everywhere? On all the lands? As in would Dora and her kingdom have the same night as you?" Phantom asked, fascinated by this new information.
"I suspect yes, though I rarely venture outside my realm to know for sure," Frostbite replied. "Well, here we are yet again."
Entering the room, the large yeti once again opened the chest and took out the glowing map. "How do you plan on using it this time? You seem confident it can show you the way?"
"We just need to find a certain ghost," Phantom explained as Frostbite handed him the map.
"Ah, yes, that it most certainly can do," he said, confidently.
"He was just as confident the first time too." Abbi heard Sam mutter to Tucker. If Frostbite could hear what she said, he ignored it.
Phantom rolled open the map and slowly an image of the Zone appeared. The Far Frozen sat at the center for the time being. Phantom gazed around the map for a moment before deciding on what to say.
"Where is the wishing ghost known as Desiree at this time?"
The map's glow intensified as a dotted like started to make its way across the map. Farther and farther it went, though Phantom was at least happy it led closer to the Fenton Ghost Portal as well. However, that little bit of happiness vanished when the dotted line stopped on an island he did not want to revisit.
"There? What is that place?" Abbi asked about the odd-looking building on the map.
"Walkers place. The Jail of the Ghost Zone."
"She's… in prison?" Abbi gasped.
"Looks like it…" Phantom said before he sighed. "This is not going to be fun."
He rolled the map up and returned it to Frostbite.
"How do you plan on getting to her?" Frostbite asked, placing the map back in its chest.
"I'll have to break her out. I've broken out once before… I should be able to do it again…"
"You've… broken out of ghost jail?"
"Yeah… and only on my second trip into the Zone too," Phantom said.
"This story I got to hear," Abbi laughed.
"Allow me to offer you four rooms for the evening, it is too late to go looking for the warden now. You have been awake for quite some time from what it is you've told me. Rest and eat, head out in the morning," Frostbite side, leading the group back to the main wing of his home. "Plan tonight and you may leave in the morning with a fresh body."
"What do you think guys?" Phantom asked, turning to his friends. "Want to stay the night?"
"Might as well, it's a long flight home and if Desiree's already in the Zone, we don't really need to leave anyway," Tucker said.
"I'm game. Jazz will just tell our parents we are spending the night at your place. She might have told them that anyway, we left a long time ago," Sam agreed.
We no reason to disagree, Abbi nodded her head, sleep did sound nice after all.
Phantom nodded, smiling. "Thanks Frostbite, we will do just that," he said, turning to the yeti once again.
The yeti beamed down at him. "I shall tell the cooks to arrange a meal fit for a king!"
A meal fit for a king it was, large platters of food were brought out to a dining hall where Frostbite and a few other yetis sat with the team, laughing and telling stories from the Zone. Some from the Far Frozens' history, others of their own misadventures. She was told of how Phantom came to them and gained control over his ice powers, some yetis still feared when he walked past, afraid he might accidentally freeze them once again. That story had the whole table, save Phantom, laughing a fit. But all too soon it really was time to rest and the yeti's showed the team to a set of rooms. The friends bid each other good night and went into rest. Abbi was asleep the moment her head hit the pillow.
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Friday, 13th, 1998
The three teens set off in the Specter Speeder the following morning after saying goodbye and thanks to Frostbite. The yeti had arranged a meal for them in the morning as well and the four left with a rather loud send off that many more yetis attended.
"You really are worshiped by them… aren't you?" Abbi asked, turning away from the window to look at Phantom. The green blush returned rather spectacularly while the other two teens laughed in the back seat. The halfa glared at the two backseat riders before replying to Abbi.
"Yes, I guess so, but what was it Frostbite liked to call you two? Oh, that's right, my servants. I did enjoy that, I must say," Phantom replied, a smirk spreading across his face.
"Hey!" came the shouts from the back seat.
"Servants?" Abbi asked.
"Yes, Frostbite was only happy to help when I and my servants happened to crash land in the Far Frozen," Phantom continued.
"We are not your servants!" Sam and Tucker shouted.
"So what happened?" Abbi asked, ignoring the two in the backseat.
That's all it took for Phantom to get started. The next hour was spent discussing their first meeting with the Far Frozen and the discovery of the Infi-Map. Jumping through time and chasing the ghost they called Plasmius around trying to save the time stream. Laughing over mishaps and forcing Tucker to eat plants to save Sam and Phantom from someone who looked like her grandfather.
"I can't believe you lived through the Salem witch trials and they thought Sam was a witch!" Abbi laughed. Imagining Tucker trying to eat this 'Blood Blossom' they mentioned to save Phantom so he could then save Sam.
"It was horrible! I never had such a stomach ache in my life!" Tucker whined from the back.
"Of yeah? What about when-"
"No! we are not bringing THAT up again!"
Phantom and Sam laughed while Abbi could only look at them in confusion. Tucker picked up on her confusion and groaned. "Let's just say you should never have a food eating contest at the Nasty Burger and leave it at that."
Not needing any more information, Abbi joined her parents in laughing at their moaning and groaning friend. The flight continued with more stories of pranks and ghost fights they had lived though, of close calls at school and even a time when multiple ghost hunter were invited into the city to try and catch Phantom.
It was after Phantom finished a rather hilarious story about being shrunk down to the size of an ant that the atmosphere inside the speeder changed. Gazing from worried face to worried face, Abbi's joyful mood began to diminish.
"What's going on?" she asked, hesitant to know the reason.
"There it is…" Phantom said quietly, and he pointed out a very prison like structure floating in the space some ways away yet. "Walkers Prison."
"Ghost jail?" Abbi asked.
"Yup," Phantom answered. He changed the Speeders direction and appeared to be flying around the jail rather then towards it.
"How do we break her out?" Sam asked, poking her head over the seats to get a better look.
"I have an idea," Phantom murmured, but I have to go in alone. If Walker catches you guys here, who knows what he'll end up doing.
"But Danny!"
"No Sam, we don't know if he had updated the jail to prevent humans escaping. The last thing we need is for all of us to get stuck in there," Phantom explained. He maneuvered the speeder to a reasonably sized island that had enough foliage on it to hide the Speeder from sight before he unbuckled himself. "Tucker, take the wheel and wait for me to get back. The second you see me, head for the Fenton Portal."
Phantom pulled the Fenton Phone from his ear and laid it on the seat. "The less real world items I have, the better," he explained before phasing through the windshield.
"But Danny!"
"I got this Sam, just hang tight. It might take a couple hours for my plan to work. Just sit tight."
"What plan!?"
"I've been coming up with one since we found where she was last night. I fine toned it while we road here, now I got to go. Time for me to be arrested for whatever crime Walker can think of today," Phantom smirked before he turned and zoomed off through the Ghost Zone closer and closer to the jail.
"That idiot! What on earth is he thinking?" Sam grumbled.
"Hey, relax Sam. It's not the first time he's flown of to do something stupid," Tucker said, grabbing the wheel and buckling in.
"Thanks for the comforting words, Tuck," Sam growled.
"Guys…" Abbi murmured, having not taken her eyes off her father.
No less then ten armored ghost guards came pouring out of the jail. Their flight pattern aimed directly at Phantom who came to a stop. Within seconds he was surrounded.
"Danny!" Sam shouted. "Tucker, we have to go save him!"
"But he said this was his plan, Sam!" Tucker said.
The three of them could only watch as a large white ghost in a pinstriped suit appeared beside Phantom. What ever words were exchanged, Abbi had no clue, but clearly they weren't friendly. Her father took a swipe at the white ghost, causing the group of guards to descended on him. He disappeared under a flurry of bodies, only to reappear in handcuffs and sporting a long cut across his cheek.
The ghost in white, whom Abbi took to be this Walker ghost, came up real close to her father, grabbing him by the front of his suit. He was grinning like a maniac, Abbi assumed he was boasting over Phantom's very pathetic attempt to not be arrested.
All they could do was watch as Phantom was lead into the jail and the doors slammed shut behind him.
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(5/15/2020)
If anything I said in the story is incorrect from the show, I am sorry. I'm going on memory and wanting to get this story done and posted as soon as I can. My goal is to have it finished by 6/5/2020 so getting sidetracked on miner details… I am trying to avoid.
How is everyone doing being shut in at home? No one sick with the COVID 19, no? Good! Stay healthy! My mother and I have finished sewing close to 300 masks and sent them to the nursing home my father lives in. Unfortunately, there are two residents on his floor that tested positive but he isn't sick with COVID so we are praying it says that way. While sewing we have watched nearly the entire series of NCIS starting with 'Gibbs has a father' ep. (One of my favorites) We have watched through season 17 and will begin at season 1 probably tomorrow. I've taken up cross stitching a picture of Eevee. I made a pattern by printing a grid over a picture from the internet. I love Eevee! I haven't been to work in six weeks as I take an immunosuppressant drug daily… have to find something to do to pass the time… right?
Well I hope everyone stays well and uses common sense for your health and the health of everyone around you. You never know what they might be dealing with under the surface and if we are all careful, we will beat this thing sooner rather than later! My heart goes out to all those who have lost someone to this virus or to anything else for that matter.
I will 'see' you in ten days with the next chapter of this story. Stay safe everyone!
MorningBleach