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A few days later Danny was allowed to go and visit the raven haired teen in the hospital, the doctors turning visitors away for fear of her fragile health. The problem was that Sam still hadn't woken up, her heartbeat slower than the medical staff would like, but as she was breathing on her own and seemed to have gained a little color, they were fine with allowing them into the room to talk to the unconscious female. Maddie stood off to the side with the doctor while Jack and Danny sat next to the small teen, one on each side of the bed.
"So, she's not in a coma, but no one can wake her up?" the older female asked in confusion. How would you know if the person under your care was in a coma? "I don't understand." While the red head was a genius, she wasn't a doctor and therefor found his statement about Sam questionable.
"When a person falls into a comatose state, a coma, their pupils do not react to light as well as they do not respond to pain stimuli." He walked over to the side where Jack was sitting, pulling out a small knife. Danny's eyes narrowed, but since his parents were relaxed he forced himself to relax as well. He had heard what the doctor had said, and like his mother was curious about what the doctor meant. The doctor then poked Sam in the arm with it and immediately the Goth flinched, though her eyes never opened. He then poked her foot after lifting the blankets and again, the raven haired female reacted. "She can feel the pain and reacts accordingly." Moving to the foot of the bed, again by Jack, he pried her eyelids apart to show that her pupils were reacting to the introducement of light, his flashlight beam moving before the amethyst orb. Allowing her eye to close he turned to face Maddie, the ghost fighter standing at the end of the bed now.
"So, if she isn't in a coma, then what is she in?" He seemed at a loss for words, no words to explain what was wrong with the young female. Danny reached out and grasping Sam's hand put his head down on her cold appendage. He knew that the only one that could fix what was wrong with the Goth was the one who had done this and Amorpho had told him who had done it. Ember! He would need her to break the spell on the raven haired female. 'Wait, the other woman is also responsible for this!' He had forgotten about the female who drained life from her victim. He wished there was a way to get into the Zone, to find the ones that could release Sam from her state of sleep.
Both females in question were standing in the middle of the room where Vlad was being held, the two GIW sitting on the other side of the metal table. The room wasn't equipped for the male before them, the only thing keeping him from escaping their cuffs that were locking his power. "We heard about your little accident all those years ago, Mr. Masters and while we are curious as to the information concerning you, we believe it since you were blasted with ecto-energy point blank." The one known as Operative K pulled out a picture, the one that was taken at the hospital after the blast from the Fenton's portal that day. His skin was red and blotchy, with large pimples that almost glowed red, the look on his face one of pain. "You had what is known as Ecto-Acne, and while you are the first person to ever have such a thing, we believe that it could be like when one is exposed to a toxic chemical and that it can affect your health."
"Or kill you and make you part ghost," Operative O stated. Vlad chuckled, the two men before him looking confused as to what was so funny. "What is so funny, ghost man?" Above him the women looked concerned, wondering if the male was going crazy because of all that was going on? Had he cracked?
"Part ghost?" the white haired male said, another chuckle slipping past his lips. "Do you realize how crazy that sounds? Sure, ghosts can overshadow a human, but be a part of them is a horse of a different color!" Spectra got it at that moment, whispering to the teal haired teen next to her. Vlad was going to try and make the pair of men feel stupid, making them question themselves and their partner. He would make a valid point while confusing the GIW. What they didn't plan on though was what Operative K responded with.
"We thought the same thing, but then suddenly we had a little ghost birdy singing about such a thing, an outcast between the worlds," K stated. Vlad blanched at those words, his eyes narrowing in frustration and anger. He knew which little ghost that was! He had been ready to kill the male ghost, but when he had delivered on his part the white haired male had been sure he was still under their control. Seems that he was wrong...
"A ghost? You must be pulling my leg since ghosts are not real." Another paper was placed before him, his own college paper on the existence of ghosts and a place known as the Ghost Zone. "I never said I believed that they talked!" Sweat began to roll down his face, unease creeping into his bones. He was not getting out of this as easy as he thought, but then Operative O suddenly jerked, his eyes closing before opening up a few seconds later to reveal bright green eyes.
"I think that he's telling the truth," O stated, reaching out to unlock the cuffs when the overshadowed male was shocked by said cuffs. "What the hell?" Vlad wanted to smack himself in the face, his head falling forward with a growl. Spectra realized her error as cuffs were thrown on the still overshadowed male's wrists, a shock running thru the ghost that was in his body before thrusting her out with the cuffs on her ghost form now. Operative O blinked as his partner ordered him to detain the female, Ember rushing out of the space, the fear of them capturing her first and foremost worry. This was not worth her life and with that the teal haired teen disappeared into the skies.
Weeks passed, the Fentons checking in on Sam, the Goth still asleep in the hospital with the doctors running every possible test to figure out what was wrong with her. She was a puzzle that the doctors needed to figure out so more of them came from around the world to figure out what was plaguing the raven haired teen. With the knowledge that ghosts were to blame for the state of the small female, his parents began to work on plans for a way to find those ghosts... In their world, the Ghost Zone. The small raven haired teen of said parents sat by Sam's bed, his blue eyes closed at that moment as he rested in the chair.
Danny walked down the dark path, well, he wasn't really sure if it was a path since all he could see was darkness with only a single spotlight on him. He could feel a chill in the air, but there wasn't a single sound around him. It was deathly quiet, not even his steps making a sound in what could probably be a void. He just kept on walking forward, his blue eyes flicking around to see if something might appear. There was nothing, not a sound- What sounded like crying hit the small male's ear, like a child or a girl, the sound so soft. He stopped to listen, the sound echoing around him. "Hello?" he called out, his voice joining in with the crying from the unknown person. "Is there someone there?" The crying stopped, the only answer to his question. "Are you okay?"
Silence greeted him and so with a shrug he continued to walk, unaware of a figure peeking out from the shadows. It followed him, keeping out of sight as the raven haired teen looked around him, his steps never slowing. Danny had only gone a little further in the darkness when suddenly he stopped and turned around quick enough to see the small girl run back into the shadows. "Sam?" he asked before taking off after her. "Sam!" She didn't look like she did now, no, the girl was the same one he had found under a dumpster. While she was only a few years older, the younger female had been afraid of him and the girl she was now, was not.
He followed her, losing sight of her every few seconds as she hid in the shadows. "I'm not a stray and I'm not going with you!" she cried out suddenly, the small female disappearing right before his eyes. He ran to the direction that he had last seen her and had heard her cry from to find the small girl, her body tense as she stood before nothing. There was only darkness here too, her own form hidden halfway in it. Unlike him she had no light highlighting her. Danny crept closer to her to see himself and Tucker standing before her, but the looks on their faces were off. They looked malicious. It was as if she hadn't heard him walk up, as she took a step away from the pair before her.
"He didn't mean it," Danny said, moving to step behind her. She didn't look at him, her small body shaking. "Tucker can be rather thoughtless at times," the raven haired male explained. "But he doesn't mean anything by it." The image before her changed, the pair of males becoming as they had been that day. He watched her leave again, the small female following Danny as Tucker just shook his head.
"I don't like him," the Goth stated to herself, or maybe she was talking to Danny. The Danny behind her just laughed while the other Danny reached out to take her hand, the pair disappearing into the darkness. The real raven haired teen was left alone, the light growing bigger to show Sam standing behind him, an officer standing in their doorway with a grim expression. But what caught his attention was the faces of all involved, including himself. Again, it seemed that the Goth was seeing them as being hateful. Like they were evil.
"Danny," Maddie said softly. "She has to go with them." Sam didn't want to go, he could feel it even now, that same feeling that she had been afraid, but he had taken her hand and walked her over to the cop. Unlike what had happened that time, there were no words spoken and no one looked sad to see her go. She looked at them, a sad look on her face, but before she could get far the real Danny spoke.
"I didn't want to let you go, Sam. I wanted to tell them no, but I had no real say in that." He reached out, his fingers brushing her shoulder. She didn't hesitate in her steps, but he could see the glow in her eyes return. "I may not have known you long, but I knew that you and me were more than just strangers. We would find each other and I would do anything to protect you. You are my other half." She smiled and then she was gone, his parents and the officer leaving him alone just as his parents looked as they had that day, torn.
Sam was sitting in the darkness, the chill from the space curling around her as the silence of said space caused her to realize that she was alone. It was as the one that Vlad had hired had told her. She was alone, her eyes welling up with tears at the thought that no one wanted her. Her parents were dead, killed right before her and the people that were supposed to be there to protect her had released her with little hesitation. Sam started crying, the sound the only one in the darkness. "Hello?" The Goth shifted, her tears still falling down her face as she cried for the loss of the one who had cared about her, sure that he had only done the right thing because a good person would save someone who was lost, but other than that he didn't care for her. "Is there someone there?" a voice asked, the Goth going quiet with surprise and fear. "Are you okay?"
She still said nothing, noticing that the voice belonged to a source of light, the beam of light off in the distance from her. She moved from her spot, the thought that there was somebody else here with her drawing her to see who it was even as another voice warned her that it could be someone out to harm her. She could see him from the back, his raven hair glowing from the light above him. He looked familiar, but from this side she couldn't see his face and so she followed him, his steps quick enough that she struggled to stay close enough to him and yet out of sight.
Suddenly he stopped, his body swiftly turning to catch her. She knew him! He was the one that had saved her and then abandoned her so turning she quickly fled even as he called out, "Sam?" His footsteps loud as he raced after her, another cry of, "Sam!" following her into the darkness. She found herself before the pair of boys that had found her, the raven haired boy having seen her twice now, but she was finding that the one that had saved her was concerned as to why she was running around while the male next to him called her a stray.
"I'm not a stray and I'm not going with you!" she cried out before backing up from the pair, both of them looking as hostile as the people following her, the very ones that Danny had hid her from. She could feel the unease of being so close to the two crawl up her spine, but then another voice spoke, one that wasn't from either of the boys before her.
"He didn't mean it," Danny said. "Tucker can be rather thoughtless at times," the raven haired male explained. "But he doesn't mean anything by it." She felt relief at those words, though she wasn't sure who had said them as she could see nothing else around her. She couldn't see the light behind her with the light showing her the two before her.
"I don't like him." She walked away, the darkness enveloping her small form as she headed for another light just before her, Danny standing there with his parents. She walked over to them, Maddie taking her into her arms. The raven haired girl squirmed for a moment until she was freed by the young son of the woman holding her informed her that Sam was uncomfortable and then she saw the officer in the doorway. She looked toward the ghost fighting adults to find them looking unhappy. She moved closer to Danny just as the officer explained that he would have to take her with him as was procedure.
"Danny," Maddie said softly. "She has to go with them." The red headed ghost fighter didn't seem to want to keep the small girl, her eyes were cold, but her words were hurtful, the thought that while Maddie might not want her that she would force the boy standing between her and the officer, to hand her over. There was no fight though. The dark haired boy nodded and took her hand before walking her over to the officer. She glanced back at him, sure that he had something to say, but he said nothing, none of their lips moved. She had turned from them when a voice came from the darkness to her left. She couldn't see who it was that spoke, but his words cheered her up, her heart swelling.
"I didn't want to let you go, Sam. I wanted to tell them no, but I had no real say in that." She felt his touch, the ghosting of his fingers on her shoulder. "I may not have known you long, but I knew that you and me were more than just strangers. We would find each other and I would do anything to protect you. You are my other half." Had he really meant it, that they were more than strangers? She felt the officer disappear, his hand on her back no longer there as she continued to walk on her own.
