I'm really glad you guys think I'm staying in character with Vlad. Thanx.
STORY:
"Danny what are you doing here?" Jazz asked, stepping back and putting her hands on his shoulder.
"After Sam...I just...couldn't face it," he looked down. "You probably don't know but–"
"I know," Jazz interrupted softly.
"You're here with Sam and Tucker, aren't you," Danny said through a face that could have been carved from stone. Jazz nodded.
"Yes, but I came here alone," she leaned forward a little. "I had to see if you were alright."
"I'm sorry I didn't call you," he said. "But...I just wanted to leave all my memories behind." He shrugged.
"They hurt too much," Jazz nodded, finishing his thought. Danny smiled at her.
"Always the shrink." Jazzjoined her brother insmiling at the comment.
"So, why did you come here?" She asked. Danny sighed.
"At the bus station, I met Vlad Pl–er...Masters," he shrugged again. "He offered a place to go if I needed it, and gave me a card. I...er...wanted to see if I could make it on my own first," he shook his head, not knowing why he was keeping Plasmius' secret.
"Sam and Tucker told me that you told them that he's the only other half-ghost in the world," he looked up, not used to her talking to him about ghosts. Looking down, he nodded. "What was he doing at the station?"
"He said he'd been keeping an eye on our house, and when he heard what happened, he came immediately." Jazz looked at him for a moment, as if something didn't quite match up.
"Why haven't you come here before?" Danny glanced harshly at the mansion lit up several thousand yards inside the gate.
"He's evil, Jazz," Danny turned way from her, and leaned on the gate, still glaring at the mansion. "I only came here because I didn't have a choice. It was either here, or starve."
"You couldn't find a job in New York?" Danny shook his head.
"I must have the worst luck in the world," he chuckled grimly.
"Why does he want you here if he's so evil?" Jazz joined him at the gate.
"I don't know anymore," Danny shrugged and turned, leaning his back against the gate. "At first I thought it was to get mom. Then I thought it was because he wanted to rule the world. Now..." he glanced at her. "I just don't know." Jazz looked at him, her face suddenly worried.
"Danny, why don't you come home?" She asked softly. Danny snorted and began to pace.
"Go back to a place where I have to keep secrets, and where even my friends and family think I'm a freak? Mom and Dad KICKED me out, Jazz," He stuck his thumb at his chest. "No one wanted me, and no one cared except for you." He stopped pacing and looked at her. "I can't go back Jazz," he walked to the gate again, and phased through it. "I know you can, and I want you to. Just don't tell mom and dad I'm here." She watched him walk away, feeling like he was slipping away from her again. After several steps, he turned around and looked at her.
"Visit me whenever you want to," he smiled. "You're my sister, and the only one I can really trust."
"I will Danny," she said. "I promise."
