Danny trudged along the narrow streets, trying to ignore his churning stomach. He didn't succeed much. He felt like his whole body had been plunged into a river, and he was spinning out of control. It scared him. He didn't like to admit it, but it scared him...a lot.
He had just turned down a street about two blocks from the school, when his breath became visible, and his already edgy body began shaking. 'Is this what a epilepsy feels like?' he wondered to himself as he dashed behind a near by dumpster to transform.
He felt the change come again, like it had so many times before. He always felt so strong in his Ghost form, but today, the power seemed to come to him at his very thought. No sooner had he changed, when the idea of flying had crossed his mind, and he was suddenly zooming through walls.
"Woah," he said, slowing to a hover. He shook his head as if to clear it, and looked around for the cause of his earlier discomfort. "Okay, so where..." he faded off when he saw the large green lump limping slowly down the street. "What on earth is that?" he asked himself, and floated towards it. He got within a few feet, and cleared his throat loudly.
"Um, excuse me-" he started, stopping when the lump turned at his voice. The face on the other side was one only a mother could love. She had a long square nose, topped by two large, and yet beady eyes, and a mouth full of sharp teeth. She also had imperfections everywhere on visible skin. She looked like a hag, or a witch. He couldn't decide which.
"Look I was wond–" he was interrupted as she pointed the large staff she had been leaning on at him, and began shooting.
"Hey!" he yelled, dodging it easily. She kept shooting at his dodging frame, while he looked for an opening to go in and take her down. He didn't see one after a few blasts, so he decided to make one. When she sent an energy blast at him again, he threw up a shield. The energy blast was defected easily. He threw his weight above his head, and flipped over her, catching her off guard. He had turned and was still facing her on the other side when he came down, shooting his own energy blast at her.
"I was always taught not to hit a woman, but in your..." he faded off as the green glow dissipated, leaving only a cloak that soon disappeared itself. "Where did she go?" he asked.. He could only see other invisible ghosts when he himself had turned invisible, but when he did so this time, still nothing could be seen.
"Not good," he growled to himself, returning to the dumpster, and emerging as a human teenager. "That's the second ghost I've lost in the last week," he scratched his head and looked around. He shoved his hands back in his pockets. "Well, at least I feel a little better," he hung his head and kicked a pebble at his feet. It went tumbling down the street in the direction of his house, and he glumly followed it.
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