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"Oh, darling, I've been so miserable."-Ernest Hemingway
Misery Loves My Company
Chapter 1: Miserable
Amity Park, the hometown of the great hero Danny Phantom and his two sidekicks, Sam and Tucker. It was a peaceful town, hardly having any crime. That all changes mainly due to the Fentons' ghost portal, Amity Park has become a hotspot for ghost activity.
As we look closer inside the city, we see Danny Fenton flying across Amity Park, hoping he would arrive at school on time. Now eight-teen, and in the twelfth grade, the ghost-boy has changed drastically while keeping the same style in clothes.
His pitch-black spiky hair had grown much longer than before. It was so long that Daniel eventually tied it up in a stylish ponytail. For his clothes, he wears a casual black shirt, adding a green neon color around his collar and sleeve, with the letter 'D' slap in the middle of his chest, indicating he's the real Danny Phantom who saved the world many years ago.
Danny's lower waistline hasn't changed apart from replacing his blue jeans with black ones. His shoes are the same red shoes he wore back in his childhood days, only a bigger shoe size.
Casper High School
The ghost kid finally makes it to his school and speed dash through the double doors, heading straight to class. He burst open Mr. Lancer's door and was utterly shocked to see all eyes focus on him. Daniel quickly walks down the classroom to the back until his teacher stops him.
"Mr. Fenton, where do you think you're going?" Mr. Lancer speaks in a stern tone.
Danny slowly turns his body around, nervous about what will happen to him, "S-Sorry? It was so much traffic and-"
"Being a supernatural, paranormal activity ghost, you would've been here before anyone else." Mr. Lancer talks over him.
The ghost boy chuckles- "It's not easy being green." He said as a joke
"Well then, it won't be easy staying for detention" His teacher fires back.
With the whole class mocking him with laughs, he took his humiliation to the back. Danny sat between Tucker and Sam and slam his entire face on the desk, embarrassed, ashame, and don't want to be there.
Sam, his girlfriend, scoots her desk closer to her boyfriend to see what's wrong. Their relationship wasn't up to par, but who can blame Daniel when every single person now knows he was the ghost boy of Amity Park the whole time.
"What happened?" Sam leans closer to him, "Still sick?" She asked Danny, concern about his well being-
He nods his head
"Yeah. I think it's gotten worse-"
Danny sneezed his brains out, causing neon mucus to come splashing out of his nose. Sam and Tucker quickly backed far away from him, knowing his sickness has gotten worst. Not only is Daniel sick, but his hair color also changes to pure white on rare occasions while still in his human state. Sometimes when he goes ghost, the transformation doesn't even work, leaving him highly vulnerable to his enemies.
Tucker grabs a gas mask out of his bookbag, and place it on. Danny nor Sam asked him the obvious question on why he had that type of object in his bag, but since he's well, Tucker, they didn't bother.
"Dude, why you even at school?" Tucker asked, "This is like the third day."
Danny wipes his snot away from his nose with his arm. "That's not even the half of it, Tuck. Lately, my powers have become weaker. I can hardly fly straight anymore."
"Whatever the case is," Sam held onto Danny's hand tightly, "I'm always here."
The two shared a warm gaze, almost forgetting Tucker's existence; they eventually went in for the kill and kissed, regardless of Danny's germs. Tucker being the third wheel, sits back in his seat, clearly annoyed.
Ghost Zone [Skulker's Island]
Deep within the Ghost Zone is a realm where all of the solids, liquids, and gases are composed entirely out of various forms of ectoplasm. This substance, ectoplasm, is not only physical but also ethereal-in other words, it can act as energy. Ectoplasm has quintessence-Esque properties; the animating principle of quintessence is that it's able to animate inanimate objects.
The Ghost Zone was a dimension in the time-space fluidic phase as portals can naturally form-portals between the Earth and the Ghost Zone, portals to other dimensions, and portals through time and space. The Ghost Zone features a wide variety of locations, all of them accessible through unusual doors that's shape, size, and style usually have something to do with what's through them.
As we dig deeper, we see a skull realm as our primary focus. It's Skulker's realm, of course. Inside his kingdom, there were two ghosts, one who was a male in a robotic suit and the other who was a female with a punk attire.
Skulker's appearance consists of electric green eyes, electric green flaming hair and goatee, and jagged teeth. The "skin" of his suit is an off-white, and his arms have metal seams. He wears a black tank top and pants, a dark gray shoulder guard on his left shoulder, and a dark gray belt that slings across his chest. Skulker also wears dark gray gauntlets that have technological features in the wrists, along with a gray utility belt that has a blue "S" on the buckle.
He wears gray boots with blue laces and a necklace with a white skull on it. Sitting on his left side was Ember. She is a pale-white hard-rocking siren-like teenage ghost girl who has long, flaming, teal hair pulled back into a ponytail at the top of her head, two locks of hair framing her face resembling a sharp-angled "M," and light purple lipstick. The two ghosts were once again arguing about Skulker losing the T.V remote.
"This is the second time you have lost the remote." Ember sits back further on the couch, more disappointed. "I can't even watch my show now."
"Nonsense, my queen," Skulker scoots to the left, moving more closer to his girlfriend. "Instead of watching boring T.V, how about we go hunt for that whelp?"
Her usually calm and pleasant demeanor slowly changed, and her face contorted in all-consuming anger; her nostrils flaring, her eyes flashing and closing into slits, her mouth quivering, slurring unintelligible words came spewing into space like a volcano releasing its pent up emotions into the darkness. Skulker quickly gets up from the couch and backs away. Her flames were out of control and full of hatred.
Something about her this time wasn't right; she usually would had felt annoyed whenever he does stupid stuff like this. Something was dearly wrong with her like all her emotions were finally releasing from her within her inner soul.
"It's always about dipstick with you!" Ember's hair flared up intensely higher. "One minute it's about me, then out of nowhere, you bring up quote 'whelp.' I'm so sick of it!" She closes her eyes as she moves closer to him as flames begin to surface around her.
She then opened her eyes and gave him a death stare. Her face glazed for a split-second and then she frowned, her lips pursed together and her eyes unblinking, at that moment, if her eyes were a weapon, the piercing look in them could have caused severe destruction like she was a lion. Skulker just went into her territory, and she is about to attack.
Skulker knew this was a red flag, so he uses a jet pack on his suit to fly away from Ember in a great distance, which made her more angry at him.
"Ugh! Wuss." Ember grumbled. She disappears in a hair-flame tornado leaving Skulker completely confused.
"Fine! I'll find him myself!" Skulker retorted. But sadly, the rock-star diva was long gone.
-SCENE BREAK-
Heading back to her Realm, Ember made it back safely. She went intangible and went inside with ease. She sat on her couch and began to write a song, expressing how she feels. As time goes on she didn't write not one letter on the page, it was blank, like her soul.
"Great! Now it's affecting my songs too?"
Ember slams her hand on her face, frustrated once more-
Balling up the paper and throwing it to a nearby trashcan, her place looked like a disaster. Old food across the kitchen table, bugs were flying around a smelly refrigerator And more horrifying things. Ember was too ashame for Kitty to come inside her place to see this mess.
"I guess I'll play this again." Ember sighs, as she grabs her guitar, playing the song she had in mind-
It was, it was September
Winds blow, the dead leaves fall
To you, I did surrender
Two weeks, you didn't call...
Her voice became intense when she said that last note, but she continues to sing
Your life goes on without me
My life, a losing game
But you should, you should not doubt me
You will remember my name
She slams her guitar pick down her guitar, Making a dominant love note bursting out into a broken heart. Letting every tear reach her song, and its true meaning
Oh, Ember, you will remember!
Ember, one thing remains
Ember, so warm and tender!
You will remember my name!
Oh, Woah, Woah!
Ember, you will remember
Ember, one thing remains
Ember, so warm and tender
You will remember my name, Yeah!
Yeah, You will remember my name!
Ember's hair went up in high flames burning everything that came close to her. Having no control of her emotions any longer, she lets out a striking scream making one particular picture come falling on her shelf, onto her foot unharmed by the fire.
"No, It can't be." She picks up the picture frame and observes that there weren't any damages on it at all-
The picture shows two happy couples smiling when they took that picture. The boy had pitch-black hair; With ocean blue eyes to compliment his features. The next person was a female; It was her...When she was alive.
"Do you still remember...us?" She asked the picture, knowing all to well it wouldn't talk back. However, that wasn't the case as it spoke back to her
"I Remember..."
Turning around as quickly as she could, There wasn't anyone there. Only the flames She created with her anger, Ember looks back at the picture with a big smile on her face saying-
"I wish I can see you again."
She wipes her tear off the picture and places it back on the shelf. Since her anger went down the flames went away in a matter of seconds
"Maybe, Just maybe Kitty can help me out," Ember said. She grabs her guitar and heads out of her Realm to find her best friend,
Somewhere in Ghost Zone
Reappearing in a different location, Ember was floating through ghost zone, alone. The rock-star ghost was Lonely and alone like a bridge was blocking her path for freedom. She preferred to be alone, isolating herself from her friends. She didn't talk to her friends much anymore.
Ember thought spending time with her idiot boyfriend would at least light her day up, but obviously, it didn't. The punk diva didn't dream her dreams anymore. She didn't want anything anymore. She didn't participate in her old hobbies anymore. Nothing mattered because she felt hopeless. While in her thoughts, she mistakenly bumps into another ghost without watching where she was going.
"Hey, watch where you're-" Ember stops herself from speaking as she was staring at her best friend, Kitty. The punk biker turns around along with her boyfriend Johnny 13 to see who bumped into her.
Surprisingly, they both were shocked to see Ember in so long. Standing before Ember, was Kitty who she stared at first. She is a ghost with pale greenish-white skin and shaggy green hair. She has red eyes and wears thick eyeliner and purple lipstick and eyeshadow. She is wearing a black cropped tank top, a red jacket and skirt, green tights with fishnet stockings, and black high-heeled boots.
Kitty's accessories include a green pendant, a purple scarf, and a green-and-gold ring. Floating next to her was Johnny 13. He is a ghost with pale-white skin and short blond "greasy" hair.
He has green eyes, freckles on his cheeks, and a hint of stubble on his chin. He wears a long gray jacket with a white shirt underneath, and the sleeves pushed up black pants, and gray boots. He has two belts - a green-and-gray one worn regular and a gray studded belt that hangs down his hip.
Johnny's accessories include a green skull necklace, black fingerless biker gloves, and a green-and-gold ring worn on his left hand. The couple gave Ember a worried face expression until Kitty finally speaks out.
"Ember? It's been like, forever! How you been a girlfriend?" Kitty wondered. "You look awful."
McLain sighs at that last statement. "Yeah, Kitty. What about you? Why are you two just floating here?"
Kitty and Johnny blinked in confusion. Was Ember blind and couldn't fully see what's behind them? In their point of view, Ember had a hunchback; red eyes almost looked like she cried all night and day. Bags under her eyes, make-up is running a little, Her hair is very sloppy looking, and a tired look on her face. Was Skulker the caused of this? No one knows, but they will find out sooner or later.
"You do know we're waiting in line to get in the bar, right?" Johnny responds. Showing the ghost bar that was behind him with his thumb. "Wanna join?"
The screen breaks away from them to Ember. She nicely turned down his offer. "Sorry. I'm not up for it. I don't know why my memories are rocking my world lately. It's killing me."
Johnny did not understand a single word on what Ember meant. Kitty, however, knew this was a code red alert that only she and Ember would say when it's something that has to do with their human life or a new crush. But mostly human life-related.
"Drop the phone number," Kitty gasped. "You're on stage 2, too, Ember!?"
McLain gave her a sad nod. "Yep."
Kitty instantly flew to where Ember was and slowly pulled her closer to her, wrapping her arms around her. Kitty couldn't surround her in a warm embrace, but Ember did.
As Ember squeezed her back, neither of them wanting the moment to end. Johnny was staring at the two females in the background, still confused about what's happening. He didn't complain, though; his perverted mind enjoyed two girls hugging each other.
"Come on, girlfriend," Kitty removes her arms away from Ember. "Let's head back to your realm asap!"
The biker girl grabs Ember's gloved hand and begins to fly away with her leaving Johnny still in line.
"Hey, where you guys are going!?" The bad luck male yells as his girlfriend, and close friend moves further away from him.
"At least I have you baby-doll." Johnny turns his head to the right side, winking at a green-skin ghost female with red eyes.
-SCENE BREAK-
Arriving back at Ember's realm, the two female ghosts phases through Ember's purple door. Her field was quite stylish. Having posters of her latest performance on the walls. Ember's realm is about the size of a prison cell but bigger. Wooden floors, turquoise walls mostly covered with rock posters and what was, last year, a picture of her and Skulker who looked happy in the photo together.
It reeks of wine and perfume. Black curtains. Black bedspread covered in pillows and cushions. A giant skull logo sticker that was placed on her wall behind the bed, the radiator has been sharpened; it's graffitied with lyrics, lines of poetry, doodles, and inspiring quotes.
On the desk, piled with everything from bras to textbooks, stands a torn lamp and a broken alarm clock that she smashed this morning. Underneath it, there's a paint-splattered CD player that's usually on. A widescreen T.V that was sitting in an entirely right angle, a worn-out purple couch, a kitchen with a white fridge, and a working microwave. Ghosts don't need food, but Ember allowed it in her realm since it wouldn't be a home without those things.
"Alright, Ember. Talk to me." Kitty floated to Ember's couch than sitting down.
The ghost diva made her way towards the couch as well, sitting by her only best friend, excluding Spectra. McLain turns on her HD T.V that she hardly ever turns on. Giving that she has a guest over, she wanted to make Kitty feel at ease when discussing this topic they were about to get into.
"If we learn from our mistakes, why are we always so afraid to make a mistake?" Ember asked, still flipping through channels with the remote.
Her skin color quickly drained from her face. That question alone sent goosebumps crawling down her spine like a spider. That dark, edgy matter, made Kitty wonder, will this topic only get worst? All these thoughts and concern emotions stayed within Kitty's mind for now. She returns her attention back to her best friend with a reasonable answer.
"That's easy, Ember because we-" The bicker ghost went into a long pause. After a while, Ember decided to answer her question. "Because the smallest things easily influence us."
The realm went dead silence. It almost felt like the T.V just mysteriously cut off. It was that quiet. Ember used her pyrokinesis powers to burn the remote she had in her gloved hand to ashes. Her flames were now licking at the air, warming the area around it.
It danced and moved, almost as if it was living, the changing colors giving it the appearance of a rare blue sunset. Her make-up begins to wash away due to her overflowing tears. The screen goes up to Ember's eyes. Her green eyes that everyone remembers them by glowed a bright red color. Kitty jumps out the couch floating in mid-air, watching her friend get sucked up in her emotions.
"Ember, stop! You're gonna cause a fire in here," Kitty panics, seeing all Ember's furniture and belongings melting at a fast pace.
Ember's fingernails were digging into her palms as she squeezes her hands into fists. She was emotionally grinding her teeth. Her body tenses up feeling hot, massive tears were noticeably raining down on her face. Kitten tried several methods. Calming her down, making silly faces, joking about Skulker being an idiot, tell her good old memories they had with each other, singing, (horribly.) Asking about her day, and even calling Danny 'dipstick' a million times. None of them work. A long ten seconds past by and Ember McLain was finally ready to tell Kitty what's been bothering her for the past few weeks.
"I've been thinking about him again." Ember blubbered. "I just can't seem to get that idiot out of my head!"
"Skulker? Danny? That guy with the blond hair at Casper high who is annoying?" Kitty questioned. "Or, is it that guy with the blue hair-"
Ember placed an index finger on Kitty's mouth. She then drags her friend to her picture wall. Scrolling right Ember picks up a picture off the wall that Kitty least expected. It was a blurry picture that looked to be in the 70's uncolored. It was the rock-diva who had a sincere smile. For the most part, Ember looked precisely the same since the picture was only in black and white. Part of her body showed her wearing an all-black electric purple guitar shirt. The same guitar she owns now as a ghost. Scrolling to the right was a male who had his right arm wrapped around her neck.
His hair was pure black with a shaggy hairstyle. Not is known about his skin or eye color, His unzipped tracksuit showing what his shirt looked like on the inside. It was black too, but his shirt had a logo, it had a big, bold x in the middle. His appearance made him look like a jerk — he has about two black ear piercings on each ear side and a nose ring. His landing strip goatee style made him seem to be more of a jerk. Now Kitty can see why Ember liked him so much back in high school; he was the top bad boy in the whole school.
"Oh, him..." Kitty rolled her eyes. "He was a straight-up jerk, Ember! You know this." She looks to her left side to see Ember was now gone. The friendly ghost biker scans the realm until she found her best friend back on her burnt couch with the picture still with her. She floats to where Ember was; instead of sitting back down nearly getting burn again, she decided to be in the air for safety.
"I hate going through this time of the month again," Ember said.
"It's like periods for girls after death," Kitty commented. "We think about our past every month while boys don't mind being dead."
Ember leans her head down, staring at the photo with full energy. She can fully see how happy she was. Sure she was rebellious back in her high school days, but who can blame her? She only wanted to be popular in her unique way. The boy who was next to her made her feel just that, special.
Whenever Kitty is out hanging with her boyfriend Johnny, Ember would be alone since they were her only friends at the time. The boy would come by offering her snacks and have a sweet small talk with her too light up her day. It was wonderful. That was until her life got caught up in flames. Cutting back from Ember's daze, she looks back up at Kitty with an idea.
"Kitty." Ember calls her.
"Hm?"
"How about we have another girls' night?" Ember asked with a grin. Giving that she magically is smiling again, this can't be good for Kitty.
"Really!? Hey, hey. What for?" Kitty lifts an eyebrow in confusion. "Johnny isn't a cheater at this time, I hope."
Ember exaggerates her words a bit. "Something is up. Every year around this time, everyone human gets depressed about their past but Spectra and her sidekick. I think it's time to go visit her."
The punk diva gave Kitty a puppy dog face expression hinting she wanted to do this. Who could ever resist? It was right on what she said. Every year around this time, everyone breaks out of either being sick or depressed about something, thinking about their tragic past expect Spectra.
Heck, Johnny, and she was talking about their deaths before Ember came. From Youngblood to the ghost boy from Amity Park, anyone who is a ghost, either dead or alive, is experiencing this deadly illness right now.
"Okay, okay." Kitty acknowledged her request. "Not going to lie, that's true. Spectra and her little boyfriend or whatever take this as a vacation whenever this type of thing happens." She says as she views her nails-
Ember sat in a long silence, thinking up a strategy. Then it hit her. "I know exactly why." She frowns. The blue-haired ghost grips onto Kitty's jacket and instantly teleported them both someplace else.
The scene opens back up, showing Clockwork's realm the master of all time. His kingdom was spooky in Kitty's eyes. It was this building filled with time-related objects such as clocks, gears, and bells, and contains portals that Clockwork uses to view other times and places.
Clockwork and his lair are immune to alternate time paths and time paradoxes, which makes this realm the most powerful ones compared to normal realms — zooming in a little closer inside the domain, we see Ember begging to Clockwork about her plans to go back in time for her satisfaction.
"Please! I need to know." Ember begs once more. "Who knows what my life would've been like if I knew the whole story instead of my own?"
In front of Ember and Kitty was Clockwork. He was taking on the looks of himself as an adult. Clockwork is a violet-cloaked ghost with a pale blue face and a scar across his left eye. A clock-like mechanism is embedded in his chest. He carries a time staff, which he uses often. Due to his time-based nature, his ghost body continually switches between a child form to an adult form to an old structure.
"Wouldn't it be wiser if I told you instead?" Clockwork asked.
McLain shakes her head. "No! Why the hell would I want your point of view? I want to see for myself."
Clockwork's body slowly turns into an elder version of him. "Language Amber, we're still considered as a kids show."
Switching back to Kitty, who now joins in on the conversation. "I kinda agree with him, Ember."
Ember facepalms at this. Not because of Clockwork denying her but how Kitty switching sides so quickly. They've been discussing this topic for over ten minutes now with no results. What is Clockwork keeping away from her? Is it a clear hint that if she changes any events that her life as a ghost would be entirely over? Can't be.
"So you're saying if I go back to the past and see how people would react to my death, I wouldn't be here?" Ember does the math on her gloved hands. "T-That doesn't make sense! Forty-eight years plus now doesn't equal non-existence on my part."
Now it was Clockwork's time to facepalm. "Amber like I said before. This method in getting your answers is not recommended."
"We should listen to him instead, about your past in his perspective," Kitty suggested.
"Damn it, Kitty! Stop taking this old man's side for once!" Ember scolded. Pan to her left was Kitty. She laughed at this and decided to stop taking sides.
Flashing back to Clockwork, who was staring them down as he turned into a child. "There's no need for that kind of language Amber, it's unnecessary."
"Whatever." Ember spoke back profoundly, annoyed by the 'rules.' "Can you please take us or not, Clockwork?"
The time ghost floated away from them. Clockwork then uses his temporal interaction powers to show Ember and Kitty what consequences can occur if they continued going through this path without knowing what they're doing. Clockwork can interact with points in time/timelines of existence without having to physically leave the one they're currently on, allowing him to affect the events of the other time from the one they usually live in. For example, changing the past or the past of another timeline, the future, or another timeline's future, all by interacting with the point in time or timeline they wish to affect. Unlike Time Travel user doesn't physically leave or enter the other schedules or locations in time in any way.
"Sorrow is knowledge; those that know the most must mourn the deepest; the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life." Clockwork shows Ember and Kitty their human past life in a time portal. "I'm afraid I cannot allow another accident to happen upon my hands. I'm sorry."
The master of time closes the portal with his time stick. It was pointless to argue back. Ember gave Clockwork an evil glare before leaving his sight in flames, taking Kitty with her.
He sighs, knowing he could see the future of what might happen, now that he denied Amber's request.
"Only time can heal all wounds."
Clockwork switches to his elder form as he went back to observing the universe.
-SCENE BREAK-
The two girls went back to Ember's realm. The ghost diva fell to her knees, tired and worn-out on energy from overusing her powers so much. Thankfully, her ghostly friend was by her side to help her out.
Kitty helps her to the couch and sat her best friend down. After getting Ember situated the ghost biker makes herself comfortable as well by sitting next to her
"I'm so beat." Kitty sat back further inside the couch, relaxing her tired muscles.
While the biker ghost relaxes a bit, Ember had other plans. She found 'relaxing' boring for her taste. Ember gets up from the couch, pacing back and forth.
Her friend sits up from the couch, confused as to why Ember wasn't resting.
"You're making me sick, girlfriend," Kitty said, about to vomit. "Is everything okay?"
The ghost diva was extremely upset for some reason. Her hair flare-up in huge blue flames burning her ceiling. Her pain was affecting her emotions and energy.
"Stupid dipstick, always taking over my plans." Ember snapped. "My revolution won't go unnoticed because of him."
She threw the lap, the vase, and her favorite coffee mug. Her voice grew louder; Kitty was afraid the neighbors could hear her.
"CALM DOWN EMBER!" Kitty shouts, seeing once again flames building up around the area.
Instead of listening to her best friend wise advice, she continued rummaging through the drawers, burning each of her music notes without realizing it. Kitty tried calming down her friend, but it was no use; her anger was too intense to take so lightly.
Unexpectedly McClain stops herself; her flames went back to a standard size, and her temper vanishes in the atmosphere. Her eyes were wide open, almost picturing something inside her head.
"It's her. Anger, misery, I-I can't believe it." She stated, in pure shock.
Kitty stomps on a pillow that was still in flames, putting the fire out with her foot. When the light finally went out, she floats over to where Ember was. The rocker ghost diva was still startled.
"Confused here, who?" Kitty questioned her, wondering what or who she was talking about- "How come I'm so low on energy?"
"Spectra." The ghost diva answers, fuming with anger. She was so angry Kitty decided to take a step back before she gets caught up in her flames. "If this continues, I don't think I'll ever see the light of day. Come on, Kitty, we're going."
Her voice was so loud, so thunderous that Kitty couldn't concentrate on what she said. Ember became a different person. Her eyes had warped into a miserable black.
She summons her electric purple guitar and hops on it, ready to take flight. When McClain notices her best friend wasn't moving, Ember growls in annoyance.
"Come on, Kit," Ember said, as she offer a hand for Kitty to take. "Are you scared?"
"No, I'm not!" countered The biker ghost.
It was clear as day something was the matter. The rockstar ghost thought of another way to get her friend on board.
"Look, Kitty, I know you're scared of heights, but. We're dead for crying out loud! We fly all the time."
Since she was eight years old, Kitty was always scared of heights, even now as a ghost. The friendly ghost biker never told her secrets to anybody, not even her long-time boyfriend, Johnny. The only person who did know was Ember.
Katharine has always been ashamed of her silly fear. In spite of that, she proceeds to get on McLain's flying electric purple guitar vehicle. The biker chick was so afraid and shaking up; she didn't realize her hands were squeezing the life out of Ember's breast.
"Ow! That hurt!" Ember complained as she slaps Kitty's hands off her chest.
Fear cripples Kitty, freezing every muscle of her body. "J-Just, go before I fall!"
With Kitty's arms wrap around Ember's lower waistline for safety reasons, the punk ghost finally took flight. They could've taken the easy route by teleporting, but that would have drained McLain entirely. As the two ghost girls flee the realm, the search for misery itself was now their main priority.