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A huge thank you to my reviewers. And with no further ado, here is chapter 4.
Morgan clapped her hand to her mouth as the figure stirred. It was a boy, and the faint glow around him gave evidence that he was a ghost. She had never seen anyone in such bad shape as he was. His clothing was in tatters, revealing bruises overlaid by angry red welts. The manacles holding him upright were digging into his wrists, and she could dimly hear the methodical drip drip of blood on the floor. ' Hold on,' she thought, confused, 'ghosts don't bleed.' Behind her, Sarina hissed and crouched down in the shadows. Someone was coming.
Morgan began to panic, looking around the floor at the varying torture weapons lying at the boy's feet. She found a small spike; the tip was narrow, the perfect lock picker. Her ears picked up footsteps on the stairs to the wing and she began to work faster, taking deep breaths to steady her shaking hands. Soon she heard the click of the lock and caught the boy as he fell forward. As soon as he was free of the manacles, two rings of pure energy formed around the unconscious form of the boy, and within moments he was human. Morgan gasped. She hadn't known.... she thought she was the only one...
Sarina shoved Morgan with her head, hitting her in the small of her back. Looking briefly behind her, the girl noticed the door knob beginning to turn. She gripped the ghost- boy's bloody wrist and shut her eyes tight, then flew upward, phasing her and Danny through the sagging ceiling.
Rith stepped into the chamber and sniffed the air. It was as he suspected. The girl had been here. He glanced at the place where the ghost- boy had been chained; he wasn't there. "Idiot girl. You think you are a hero, but you have simply sealed your fate as well as the boy's." The man took a defensive stance as two rings of energy formed around him. Once in ghost mode, he flew through the ceiling and into the coolness of the night.
Tucker and Sam were speechless when Danny stopped talking. "Oh my god, Danny," Sam whispered finally.
"Apparently, I'm not the only halfa. There have been others all along. It's not that uncommon, actually." Danny was looking at Tucker, who realized that his mouth was hanging open and shut it, his teeth clicking together.
"Danny, what happened next?" Sam was leaning forward in her chair. Danny looked at her for a moment, and she realized that he had slipped his hand into hers. He squeezed her fingers and continued.
Morgan hit the ground in the middle of the small grove of trees, the impact driving her to her knees. She transformed into her human state and went to retrieve her charge, who had fallen a few feet away. She dragged him under the the tree and cradled his head in her lap, smoothing the stray hairs away from his face. He was really quite good- looking, she thought, even with blood matted on the side of his face.
The boy stirred and opened his eyes, and Morgan was shocked at the depth of the pain in them. "Where..." he stammered. She shushed him, placing her fingers on his lips and smiling down at him. "Don't worry," she said, "you're safe now. I'm really sorry, but I'm going to have to leave you. They can't know the true nature of your injuries." She smiled again, but it did not reach her eyes. "What's your name?" she asked the boy.
"Danny," he whispered, then his eyes rolled back in his head as consciousness fled.
Morgan went to ghost mode and picked Danny up off the ground, carrying him to the side of the road. Clear of the street lights, she laid Danny on the curb, allowing him to become visible again. "Goodbye, Danny," she whispered, kissing him on the forehead. Right before she flew away, she could swear that she saw him smile.
Danny stopped talking when the doctor came into the room. "How are you feeling today, Daniel?"
"Fine," Danny lied. In truth he wasn't fine at all, but he wasn't going to tell HIM that. He already had enough needles poked into him, thank you very much.
"Well, visiting hours are over, and your friends need to leave." Moorhead ushered Tucker and Sam toward the door, slamming it behind them. He then proceeded to record things on his clipboard, all the while muttering to himself about lousy kids. Danny smiled and leaned back against his pillows, closing his eyes. It had been a long day.........
Sorry.... I keep promising that it's going to be longer next time and it never is... thanks again to all my reviewers, and I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Will update as soon as I can!!!
Review Responses:
Tora- kitsune, Danny, and Y. Link: I'm updating as fast as I can. Thanks for reading and I'm glad you like it.
Ness Incubus: I'm glad you like my writing. Thanks for reviewing.
A huge thank you to my reviewers. And with no further ado, here is chapter 4.
Morgan clapped her hand to her mouth as the figure stirred. It was a boy, and the faint glow around him gave evidence that he was a ghost. She had never seen anyone in such bad shape as he was. His clothing was in tatters, revealing bruises overlaid by angry red welts. The manacles holding him upright were digging into his wrists, and she could dimly hear the methodical drip drip of blood on the floor. ' Hold on,' she thought, confused, 'ghosts don't bleed.' Behind her, Sarina hissed and crouched down in the shadows. Someone was coming.
Morgan began to panic, looking around the floor at the varying torture weapons lying at the boy's feet. She found a small spike; the tip was narrow, the perfect lock picker. Her ears picked up footsteps on the stairs to the wing and she began to work faster, taking deep breaths to steady her shaking hands. Soon she heard the click of the lock and caught the boy as he fell forward. As soon as he was free of the manacles, two rings of pure energy formed around the unconscious form of the boy, and within moments he was human. Morgan gasped. She hadn't known.... she thought she was the only one...
Sarina shoved Morgan with her head, hitting her in the small of her back. Looking briefly behind her, the girl noticed the door knob beginning to turn. She gripped the ghost- boy's bloody wrist and shut her eyes tight, then flew upward, phasing her and Danny through the sagging ceiling.
Rith stepped into the chamber and sniffed the air. It was as he suspected. The girl had been here. He glanced at the place where the ghost- boy had been chained; he wasn't there. "Idiot girl. You think you are a hero, but you have simply sealed your fate as well as the boy's." The man took a defensive stance as two rings of energy formed around him. Once in ghost mode, he flew through the ceiling and into the coolness of the night.
Tucker and Sam were speechless when Danny stopped talking. "Oh my god, Danny," Sam whispered finally.
"Apparently, I'm not the only halfa. There have been others all along. It's not that uncommon, actually." Danny was looking at Tucker, who realized that his mouth was hanging open and shut it, his teeth clicking together.
"Danny, what happened next?" Sam was leaning forward in her chair. Danny looked at her for a moment, and she realized that he had slipped his hand into hers. He squeezed her fingers and continued.
Morgan hit the ground in the middle of the small grove of trees, the impact driving her to her knees. She transformed into her human state and went to retrieve her charge, who had fallen a few feet away. She dragged him under the the tree and cradled his head in her lap, smoothing the stray hairs away from his face. He was really quite good- looking, she thought, even with blood matted on the side of his face.
The boy stirred and opened his eyes, and Morgan was shocked at the depth of the pain in them. "Where..." he stammered. She shushed him, placing her fingers on his lips and smiling down at him. "Don't worry," she said, "you're safe now. I'm really sorry, but I'm going to have to leave you. They can't know the true nature of your injuries." She smiled again, but it did not reach her eyes. "What's your name?" she asked the boy.
"Danny," he whispered, then his eyes rolled back in his head as consciousness fled.
Morgan went to ghost mode and picked Danny up off the ground, carrying him to the side of the road. Clear of the street lights, she laid Danny on the curb, allowing him to become visible again. "Goodbye, Danny," she whispered, kissing him on the forehead. Right before she flew away, she could swear that she saw him smile.
Danny stopped talking when the doctor came into the room. "How are you feeling today, Daniel?"
"Fine," Danny lied. In truth he wasn't fine at all, but he wasn't going to tell HIM that. He already had enough needles poked into him, thank you very much.
"Well, visiting hours are over, and your friends need to leave." Moorhead ushered Tucker and Sam toward the door, slamming it behind them. He then proceeded to record things on his clipboard, all the while muttering to himself about lousy kids. Danny smiled and leaned back against his pillows, closing his eyes. It had been a long day.........
Sorry.... I keep promising that it's going to be longer next time and it never is... thanks again to all my reviewers, and I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Will update as soon as I can!!!