ch. 14
Back to Jack, Sam, and Tucker...
Shooting down a ghost with her left hand, Sam yelled, "This is not an ideal situation!"
"We're doomed! Danny's doomed! The ghost-world is doomed! ...I want my mommy..." Tucker cried as he hid behind Sam.
Sam sighed, "This is why meat-eaters are no good. They are cowards-" Jack yelped as a ghost fired a blast at him. He jumped behind Sam also, shivering.
Sam sighed, exasperated. "This is why parents are not worthwhile..." she grumbled.
Sam made up her mind. She had to save Tucker, Mr. F., Danny, and...oh yeah, ghost-world and the real world we know of. She charged up to the seventy (ten were down for the count) mean ghosts, and yelled, "STOP!"
They blinked and dropped their weapons, dumbfounded. One of the ghosts piped up, "Is this going to take awhile? I wanna blast you now. Not later." The other ghosts murmered in agreement. Sweat dropped down Sam's forehead.
"Erm, no. It won't take long...PEOPLE OF GHOST-WORLD!" The ghosts jumped, quieted down, and looked at her.
"This Phantom Mist is the enemy! He wants to destroy your world! Are you going to let him destroy it? Fighting my friends and I won't help!"
"Yeah, but your friends with the ghost-boy! He-" the same ghost started.
"-is not important right now. Now, do you want your home destroyed? Just wondering. Because," Sam said, pointing to a fortress floating in the sky. There was a green glow on the top that was slowly spreading throughout the ghost-world. It was the same color green as Danny's ghost powers.
"It's about to be leveled."
The other ghosts gasped in horror. Fianally, the ghost who had spoken out before closed his eyes and stepped forward. "We must save this world, I guess. So we'll join with you...for now. I am Sir Demetris. I was a knight when I was alive, or so I am told." He held out his hand. Sam grasped it and smiled, shaking it.
"I'm Sam. This is Tucker," She said, pointing to the shivering boy. "And Mr. Fenton-ah, I mean...Jack Fenton..." Sam motioned to the thick dad who was also shivering. Demetris looked them over, amused.
"Strange bunch you hang out with, fair lady..." he said. Sam's eyes widened. Did this ghost just call her a...fair lady?!? He was a pale green with a helmet on. There was a ghostly feather coming off the top of it. He wore chainmail and metal boots and gloves. He looked like something out of a fairy tale book. Sam blushed slightly and turned away.
"Let's go save this place! And most importantly, Danny!" The ghosts cheered to the first part of her sentence, but stopped when she mentioned Danny. "Uh...you guys won't save him, we will!" They cheered and floated towards the citadel.
Back to Jack, Sam, and Tucker...
Shooting down a ghost with her left hand, Sam yelled, "This is not an ideal situation!"
"We're doomed! Danny's doomed! The ghost-world is doomed! ...I want my mommy..." Tucker cried as he hid behind Sam.
Sam sighed, "This is why meat-eaters are no good. They are cowards-" Jack yelped as a ghost fired a blast at him. He jumped behind Sam also, shivering.
Sam sighed, exasperated. "This is why parents are not worthwhile..." she grumbled.
Sam made up her mind. She had to save Tucker, Mr. F., Danny, and...oh yeah, ghost-world and the real world we know of. She charged up to the seventy (ten were down for the count) mean ghosts, and yelled, "STOP!"
They blinked and dropped their weapons, dumbfounded. One of the ghosts piped up, "Is this going to take awhile? I wanna blast you now. Not later." The other ghosts murmered in agreement. Sweat dropped down Sam's forehead.
"Erm, no. It won't take long...PEOPLE OF GHOST-WORLD!" The ghosts jumped, quieted down, and looked at her.
"This Phantom Mist is the enemy! He wants to destroy your world! Are you going to let him destroy it? Fighting my friends and I won't help!"
"Yeah, but your friends with the ghost-boy! He-" the same ghost started.
"-is not important right now. Now, do you want your home destroyed? Just wondering. Because," Sam said, pointing to a fortress floating in the sky. There was a green glow on the top that was slowly spreading throughout the ghost-world. It was the same color green as Danny's ghost powers.
"It's about to be leveled."
The other ghosts gasped in horror. Fianally, the ghost who had spoken out before closed his eyes and stepped forward. "We must save this world, I guess. So we'll join with you...for now. I am Sir Demetris. I was a knight when I was alive, or so I am told." He held out his hand. Sam grasped it and smiled, shaking it.
"I'm Sam. This is Tucker," She said, pointing to the shivering boy. "And Mr. Fenton-ah, I mean...Jack Fenton..." Sam motioned to the thick dad who was also shivering. Demetris looked them over, amused.
"Strange bunch you hang out with, fair lady..." he said. Sam's eyes widened. Did this ghost just call her a...fair lady?!? He was a pale green with a helmet on. There was a ghostly feather coming off the top of it. He wore chainmail and metal boots and gloves. He looked like something out of a fairy tale book. Sam blushed slightly and turned away.
"Let's go save this place! And most importantly, Danny!" The ghosts cheered to the first part of her sentence, but stopped when she mentioned Danny. "Uh...you guys won't save him, we will!" They cheered and floated towards the citadel.