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Chapter 7:

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The image lingered for a second and faded away in the wind…

This dream…

As the sand blows through the wind…

I've had this before. It's so familiar. The image… Is that who I think it is? Is that…

Danny had fallen unconscious a few seconds after the Black Miko had disappeared into the darkness. She had taken Ri. She had taken her away from him. Danny was being jerked back by something…

Danny? Danny wake up…

Who was that? Was it Sam?

Wake up, Danny! Come on!

Tuck, is that you…

Danny's eyes slightly opened to the image of his living room. Everything was a blur to him. He saw the faint image of Tuck and Sam leaning over him. He wasn't in ghost mode anymore.

"He's finally awake" the image of Sam said.

"-groan- How long has it been?" what sounded like Danny asked.

That doesn't sound like me…

"Well, you went out around midnight, so I'm guessing about three hours" Tucker answered.

"Where's Ri?" Say they got her, say she's safe…

"Danny, you know as much as we do that Ri was taken" Sam told him.

"Well, then we need to get her!" Danny said, sitting up. He did so so fast that he got a major head rush that knocked him down back on the couch.

"Danny, try to get a hold of yourself" Tuck said. "We know that we need to find her, but we don't know where to start!"

"Where else? We start by finding the-"

"Danny! Didn't you hear what Tuck said? We don't know where to start!" Sam said louder than him, cutting him off. "The Black Miko comes and goes as she pleases. She's not some ghost that we can track down with high tech gear or something-"

"Sam," Danny said calmly with his hand to his head.

"What?"

"Do you not like her?"

She glanced at Tuck. She knew that he was thinking the same thing: Where did this come from?

"Yes, Ri is a great person. But why would you ask that?" Sam questioned.

"We need to find her-"

"But not now" Tuck said. "It's way too late to go looking."

"But-"

"Tuck's right" Sam said. "I have to get home. My parents are probably already sent a search party out combing the city looking for me. Bye you guys."

After Sam left Danny tried to get up again, but the pain in his ribs, stomach, and well, his entire body caused him to fall back on the couch again.

"Danny, you really shouldn't try to get up right now. She threw you on the ground pretty hard" Tuck said.

"What exactly happened?" Danny asked.

"Well, not much. The Miko drew Ri into her cloak, flash of light, The Miko was gone. You tried your best to stay awake, but about thirty second after Miko left you went out. Not much, but that's what happened."

Ri's gone. She was taken and he didn't stop it. She was gone and it was his fault…

Tuck seemed to know what Danny was thinking. "Look, don't beat yourself up about it. It's not your fault; it's the Miko's fault."

He couldn't keep himself from thinking that it was somehow his fault Ri wasn't there. Nothing anyone said could change that.

"Look" Tuck said. "You keep yourself alive until Jazz gets home in the morning" Tuck joked (bad joke).

After tuck left, Danny tried again to get himself up, only this time, more slowly and cautiously. He was able to hoist himself up, but he couldn't stand on his feet. It felt as though he had been, well, tossed into the side walk really, really hard.

He let the pain pull him back on the couch.

He had fought many ghosts in his life. He's fought another hybrid like himself, and one of his peers. But even together, they couldn't match the power that The Black Miko had. No one had given him more pain, both physically any emotionally than she did. No one wanted him to feel pain more than she did…

The pain put him to sleep.

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He saw Ri standing in front of him.

DANNY! HELP ME…

Danny tried to speak, but no words came out…

I'm trapped in-

"Danny?" called another voice from far away.

"Danny, get up. Are you OK"

Danny cracked opened his eyes to see light pouring in from the windows and Jazz standing over him from behind the couch. Once again, he tried to get up, but it seemed as though he was glued to the couch.

"What time is it?" Danny asked groggily.

"It's noon. How long have you been down here?" she asked.

"Dunno. Several hours maybe" he mumbled, still half asleep.

"Uh, are you OK? Nothing happened last night did it?" she tried to ask as casually as possible. Maybe he got hurt fighting something, Jazz thought.

"No!" Danny shouted unintentionally and shooting up from the couch. He cringed in pain, grasping his stomach. He was about to fall back on the couch, but he grabbed the arm rest and he leaned over it.

"Danny, are you sure?" she asked. Danny, you really can't keep up this charade forever. Especially if this goes on.

"Yes, I'm fine. I'm just sore is all. Don't worry OK?"

She stared at him with a concerned look on her face.

'Really, I'm fine" he said, trying to reassure her. "No need to get all worried, OK?"

He tried to smile, but couldn't for some reason.

Jazz held a stare with him for a few seconds then said "Fine, just don't try to hurt yourself even more."

She walked upstairs, but not before she glanced at her brother again who had fallen on the couch again.

I know I shouldn't worry, but he's in so much pain right now. How am I suppose to ignore that? If he keeps this up, I won't even have a brother…

(Schmaltzyness!!)

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School went out and buzzing about the whereabouts of Ri, of in their case 'That strange girl who punched Dash in November.' Many rumors were going around, but all far from the truth. Summer came and still there were no ghosts. Danny didn't care. It took him three more hours to finally get off the couch that Saturday. He was still sore, and was for the entire summer. His parents had came home a week after school let out. In his mother's case, they saw plenty of ghosts, not a lot, but plenty. She also said that when they were in the Myrtle's house in Louisiana, after one of the ghost whispered Jack's name, he ran out of the house screaming like a little school girl'. That was much unexpected, but none of the other ghost experiences were as embarrassing.

The summer ended and soon, school was back in session and Danny was still sore from the blow he had taken four months ago. He was also still grieving the lost of Ri. Telling himself that she was still alive was how he got through the day without having to hurt something.

As Danny, Tuck and Sam gathered out in front of the school and filed in for there first class, they spotted a few new kids in their class. One girl stood out more than the others. She was pretty tall, but not so much. Maybe as tall as Danny. She had sleek, shiny auburn colored hair that went down to her waist. She wore what looked like a black sailor outfit with the skirt going down to her knees (like the Japanese school uniform. And if anyone has seen/ read about the show called 'Fruits Basket', her outfit looks like Hana's the psychic only black) and calf-high boots. The collar part slightly went of the shoulders. Her right eye was solid black, and the other one was covered by bang-like hair that covered up half her face and only half her face. Even though he felt nothing, there was no thought to it: She was drop dead gorgeous. But there was something eerie about her. Something creepy…

"All right class, find a seat and sit down" said the teacher, Mrs. Garcia, who had just walked in.

"Now I have to introduce the new students. First one, Mark Evan" she said gesturing to the tall red head boy in the back. "Laila Shayevitsh" gesturing to the Hebrew girl sitting in front of him. "And Kelsie Walker" she said, pointing to the brown head girl that he saw earlier.

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There is chapter seven for you. I know it wasn't eventful. In fact, none of my chapters are good. Maybe that is why you don't review. Well I did type this up in a few hours. The quickest I have typed something. Well until next time, Signing Off! I made a mistake in the first chapter. Ghosts give off cold waves not just because they're dead, but because they use the energy around them to 'live'. That is why ghost are so cold. Then there are the emotions. Sometime, if two enemies cross paths, the waves they give off are hot instead. So the next time you feel dizzy, light headed, having trouble breathing, or anything like that, no need to worry, that's just a ghost. I wonder if Danny feels that way when a ghost is near…