Ch. 18
Prepare for Battle
Sam, Tucker, Demetris, and Jack, who was holding the unconcious Danny, sprinted down the hallway. Red alarms flashed and buzzers went off. They were concious of cameras watching their every movement. They heard a voice, yelling loudly. Panicing, the 5 (well, only 4 really, since Danny can't move) jumped behind a box. Demetris grabbed Jack's, Sam's, and Tucker's hands, and closed his eyes. Immidietly they dissapeared from view. Invisible, they stared wide-eyed at the Phantom Mist follwed closely by Tomatomachu who floated in the hallway to the left of the five-some.
"Where are thossse horrible creaturesss?!? I ssshouldn't have left the room! How in the world did they get in there to ressscue the ghossst-boy??" the Phantom Mist said angrily. Tomatomachu shivered at the tone of his master's voice, and shrugged.
"Of courssse you don't know. I could have given you more brains!" Mist snapped, and sighed. It closed its eyes, and opened them again abrubtly. It turned quickly to the left, staring at the spot where Tucker had just sneezed.
The four of them stared back at the misty man and the monster. They couldn't be seen, but they could be heard. And Tucker had just proved that majorly. Sam scowled at Tuck, but he couldn't see it anyway. Demetris saw a tiny piece of metal scrap on the ground and picked it up just as the Mist was reaching towards the spot with an angry glint. Sir Demetris threw it with all his might at the opposite end of the hallway, resulting in a small ting. Mist turned towards the noise and ran towards it, expecting to catch them. Tomatomachu followed eagerly. "I'll catch you now!" Mist yelled, out of the small area of sight of the four.
"That was almost too easy," Tucker pointed out.
"Who cares. Let's look at Danny and then get out of here!" Sam said, letting go of Demetris. All five of them became visible again. Demetris sat down, winded.
"I don't want to do that ever again," he said with a sigh.
Jack laid down Danny on the ground. The blood had stopped coming out, but he was still unconcious. Jack found another piece of metal and wrapped his Fenton Ghost Line around it and Danny's leg: a splint. "That should help set it for now!" Jack said, convinced.
They continued to manuver their way out, and had almost reached what remained of the "diversion," when Danny woke up. He blinked and groaned in pain, wishing he hadn't woke up. He noticed he was with his dad (in his arms), that knight ghost, Sam, and Tucker, and felt immidietly better. They hadn't noticed his presence yet, though, so he said quietly, "Hi."
The rest of them jumped and looked around in panic before realizing Danny was up again. They stood right next to him, excited and ecstatic.
"Danny! You're awake!" Tucker yelled.
"You're alive!" Sam cried.
"You're okay!" Jack said tearfully.
"Erm. So it seems..." Danny said grunting at the pain of his friends hugging him. He was now on the ground, for his dad had put him down. He couldn't walk yet on his bad leg. "How about getting out of here??" Danny asked.
They walked towards the exit, and had come in eyesight of the "diversion" ghosts when they heard laughter. Maniacal laughter, really.
"Mwahaha! Did you think you could get away from me? The Phantom Missst?" it hissed. "Prepare to face me, ghossst-boy and hisss dissspicable friendsss! I have harnesssssed enough energy to defeat you, and I will take what'sss left of you to dessstroy this pitiful place!" Everyone prepared for a fight, weapons ready to go.
Prepare for Battle
Sam, Tucker, Demetris, and Jack, who was holding the unconcious Danny, sprinted down the hallway. Red alarms flashed and buzzers went off. They were concious of cameras watching their every movement. They heard a voice, yelling loudly. Panicing, the 5 (well, only 4 really, since Danny can't move) jumped behind a box. Demetris grabbed Jack's, Sam's, and Tucker's hands, and closed his eyes. Immidietly they dissapeared from view. Invisible, they stared wide-eyed at the Phantom Mist follwed closely by Tomatomachu who floated in the hallway to the left of the five-some.
"Where are thossse horrible creaturesss?!? I ssshouldn't have left the room! How in the world did they get in there to ressscue the ghossst-boy??" the Phantom Mist said angrily. Tomatomachu shivered at the tone of his master's voice, and shrugged.
"Of courssse you don't know. I could have given you more brains!" Mist snapped, and sighed. It closed its eyes, and opened them again abrubtly. It turned quickly to the left, staring at the spot where Tucker had just sneezed.
The four of them stared back at the misty man and the monster. They couldn't be seen, but they could be heard. And Tucker had just proved that majorly. Sam scowled at Tuck, but he couldn't see it anyway. Demetris saw a tiny piece of metal scrap on the ground and picked it up just as the Mist was reaching towards the spot with an angry glint. Sir Demetris threw it with all his might at the opposite end of the hallway, resulting in a small ting. Mist turned towards the noise and ran towards it, expecting to catch them. Tomatomachu followed eagerly. "I'll catch you now!" Mist yelled, out of the small area of sight of the four.
"That was almost too easy," Tucker pointed out.
"Who cares. Let's look at Danny and then get out of here!" Sam said, letting go of Demetris. All five of them became visible again. Demetris sat down, winded.
"I don't want to do that ever again," he said with a sigh.
Jack laid down Danny on the ground. The blood had stopped coming out, but he was still unconcious. Jack found another piece of metal and wrapped his Fenton Ghost Line around it and Danny's leg: a splint. "That should help set it for now!" Jack said, convinced.
They continued to manuver their way out, and had almost reached what remained of the "diversion," when Danny woke up. He blinked and groaned in pain, wishing he hadn't woke up. He noticed he was with his dad (in his arms), that knight ghost, Sam, and Tucker, and felt immidietly better. They hadn't noticed his presence yet, though, so he said quietly, "Hi."
The rest of them jumped and looked around in panic before realizing Danny was up again. They stood right next to him, excited and ecstatic.
"Danny! You're awake!" Tucker yelled.
"You're alive!" Sam cried.
"You're okay!" Jack said tearfully.
"Erm. So it seems..." Danny said grunting at the pain of his friends hugging him. He was now on the ground, for his dad had put him down. He couldn't walk yet on his bad leg. "How about getting out of here??" Danny asked.
They walked towards the exit, and had come in eyesight of the "diversion" ghosts when they heard laughter. Maniacal laughter, really.
"Mwahaha! Did you think you could get away from me? The Phantom Missst?" it hissed. "Prepare to face me, ghossst-boy and hisss dissspicable friendsss! I have harnesssssed enough energy to defeat you, and I will take what'sss left of you to dessstroy this pitiful place!" Everyone prepared for a fight, weapons ready to go.