Goodbye to You
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Chapter 12: Family Issues
…And the hunt is still on for Inviso Bill. It has only been four hours since his last sighting. As reported, the Fentons, the residential ghost hunters, had figured out who the ghost behind the murderer of a young girl named Valerie was. However, that wasn't enough to save another victim. High School Freshman Kwan was also found murdered in an alleyway down town. What soon lead to that was a chase through the streets of the area that result in twelve people receiving minor injures due to some reckless driving on the Fenton's half. The Fentons were unable to interview, but they have promised to hunt down this ghost and make sure that he is brought to swift and hard justice. In other news…
Jazz hit the off button on the remote as the screen went black, silencing the reporter's voice. She had been watching the news report since three thirty. And every moment Danny's ghost picture came up, she felt hurt. And every time he was commented as a "crazed murderer or, "a heartless demon she felt as though she wanted to just cry uncontrollably. "But, why did I still watch it?" she asked herself. She could have just stopped anytime. However, one factor kept her watching. It was worry.
"I worry always about my brother," she said silently in the serene quiet of the living room. Even if she never really could show it most of the time, she really did care about him. When she saw him turn into a ghost finally opened her eyes to why he did some things that she questioned a lot. She showed more respect to him now because of his secret life. She had even helped him when he got into some problems, like knocked her father away so his weapon would hit Danny during the ghost assault incident. She couldn't still bring herself to just tell Danny the truth. Everyday she wanted to just let it out and tell him she knew his secret. And every day she could never get to it.
She brought her knees up to her chin and bent her head down. "I got to get this out to him. Just some way," she said quietly to herself. And what would happen then? Would he take me down as he did this two other kids?
"No," she said to herself, "Danny is a good brother and kid. He would never kill anyone he cares about." But how can one be sure? Danny is nice as a human, but his ghost form is another issue. Could it be that his ghost form has become another world for him? One where he is some kind of serial killer who enjoys the rush of murder in his mind. Can she really help him? Or is it too late? "My head feels like its ready to burst," she said to herself.
Just then, she heard something upstairs. It sounded like someone was using the bathroom sink. Of course, no one else was there. Her parents were still out hunting for Danny. And Danny was… Well, he could be here. But why here? Did he come to finish his sister off as to get revenge on his parents for trying to kill him? "Like sibling rivalry goes that far," she said as she got up from the couch. She quietly walked into the hallway and up the stairs. She was careful as to not make any noises that could most likely get her killed. 'I have to stop thinking that Danny will harm me," she thought as to try and eliminate those ideas. But, it was still a possible reality. Even if she tried to stop thinking it, could it be possible that Danny would do some kind of assault on her.
With the thoughts still lingering on her mind, she walked up to the door and pressed her ear to it. Inside, she could her water still rushing and also the occasional sound of Danny grunting under his breath. It sounded as though he was injured. No surprise, coming from her parents and their weaponry. Just then, she heard the water stop and footsteps move towards the door. She backed away quickly and ducked into her room. She then listened as the door opened; footsteps were heard moving towards Danny's room, and then his door closing. Jazz knew she had to speak with Danny, but what she did next would seem as though she did it without thinking. She moved over to her closet and opened the door. She then reached up to the shelf over it and pulled down what she seemed to want without needing it. It was a crescent moon shaped device that was grey and green and had a small green button on the top. The device was better known as the Fenton Ghost Peeler, a weapon she had utilized during the spirit week incident. "Why do I still have this? And hwy the hell did I grab it?" she asked to herself. She remembered seeing what this thing did to the ghost she had used it on. Must of left it here without returning it. But no, it felt like her only protection against her brother.
As she held the gun in her hands, she then asked into her silent room, as though expecting an answer,' Can't I end this feeling of fear I have for my brother and just go talk to him as though he was the brother I once knew?" Obviously, no answer came, but she wanted for what seemed as forever for it. She then sighed heavily to herself as her question went unanswered. Jazz then placed the weapon in her right pants pocket and began her way to confront her brother. But, she made a quick stop in the bathroom as to see what her brother was doing in there. She walked in and saw that the medicine cabinet was opened and that the cut treating cream and tissue box was on the toilet. Those things were ignored, however, as to what was in the sink. The sides were stained with what looked like human blood and that green ghost stuff she had seen her parents working with. While water had been washed over it, the substance still was there, though faded.
"He's injured," she thought as she stared at what he had left behind. Maybe now he wouldn't be a threat.
"My brother is no threat," she said as she calmly, but cautiously, made her way to her brother's room once again.
While she had been contemplating what her brother truly could be, Danny was having issues of his own. After eluding his parents for some time, he had to think this over. Even if he beats Vlad, there is still this matter. Could anyone believe him? Can he really reprimand for his sins? Will anyone still care for him? That was the biggest concern. His parents, friends, and the entire town could turn against him. He had only one decision left. He was going away. He didn't now where, but far away from here. Just being in this town hurt him more then anything. He would just go until he could finally come back and seek forgiveness. Of course, running away from your problems is never the answer. But to Danny, it was the only way.
A dufflebag lay on his bed, filled only with some clothes. Danny was now fitting through his room looking for money. In total, he had gotten seven dollars. So, he was pretty messed up money wise. As he walked over to his closet, she stopped as shifted his eyes over to a picture that was upright on his drawer. He picked it up and smiled as to what the picture was showing. It was mainly a picture of his friends, but he was really just looking at Sam. She was the whole cause of this, but Danny could never blame her. She was safe and that made his heart just burst with joy.
He then placed the picture down and thought, 'Am I this happy over her safety at the cost of another's life?' It seemed so. He now knew he cared about her. He wanted to tell her so badly, but he didn't know what her reaction could be. She had witness him kill a human. Is she upset at him and wants him dead? And now with this feeling that felt so right yet indescribable, could he really tell her how he felt? It could be the last he ever got to just meet with her again. And it was something he couldn't just slip through his fingers. The door then opened behind him as he placed the picture back on the dresser.
"What are you doing Danny?" Jazz asked.
"I'm going to a sleepover at Tucker's. I'll be back tomorrow," he lied as he turned to face Jazz.
"Drop the act, Danny," she ordered.
"What are you talking about?" he asked.
"I know what who you are," Jazz began," I know the side you have been hiding. The one you don't want anyone to find out about."
"I'm just drawing a blank," Danny said.
"I think you're better known as Inviso-Bill," Jazz stated.
Danny crossed his arms in front of his chest and stared right at Jazz. He then morphed into his ghost self, in front of her, as he said, "I really hate that nick-name."
"I take it your friends are the only ones who know?" Jazz asked.
"You got it," Danny stated," I think telling my family would drive them off the deep end if they know the thing they hated was something they loved."
"There past dramatized if you had any thought of what they did to you," Jazz said.
"It was a scratch. I'll be fine for my fight with Vlad," Danny said.
"Now you're going to kill Vlad?" Jazz asked.
"He can become a ghost too. And about the killings-" Danny began, but was interrupted by Jazz. "You have to come clean, Danny. You have to amend for your sins," she said.
"It was all Vlad's fault. He killed Kwan and brainwashed Valerie. She was only killed in accidental self defense," Danny said.
"How can I believe that? I know you are this, but I still have very little knowledge as to who this side of you really is," Jazz inquired.
"I'm still the same person no matter who I am," Danny stated. He then walked over to his bed and zipped up his duffel bag.
"Where are you going?" Jazz asked.
"First, to fight Vlad," Danny began," after that, who knows."
"Just like a coward. You're going to just run away from your problems," Jazz said.
"I am not running away. I just need time to think this over," Danny said.
"And how long will that take?" Jazz asked.
"Until I know its over," Danny said as his hand began to reach for his bag.
Just then, Jazz drew out the Ghost Peeler from her pocket. "Stop right there, Danny," She ordered.
Danny loosened his grasp from his duffel bag as he said, "I isn't the first time I had a gun on me."
"And it probably be the last," Jazz said.
"Its come down to finishing me off, has it?" Danny asked.
"Danny, you don't understand. There are still people who care about you. Even if I don't know much about this half of you, you can get help. So, please, just give up," Jazz stated.
"You're right on one point. You don't know much about this side of me. And if that's the case," Danny said as he quickly slung his duffel bag over his shoulder, "then I guess there's no one who can really understand what I'm going through."
"I told you not to move!" Jazz yelled as her finger then pressed a button below the fire button. In no time, her button was encased in a grey battle suit. She looked through the green visor o her helmet at Danny. "I now what this thing can do. Just one push of the button and…"
"I know. I'm gone for. Let's just see if you have the will to take down your brother then," Danny said.
Jazz's finger then moved onto the fire button. Sweat began to pour from her face as her finger slowly began to apply pressure. Her whole body was hit with a rush of adrenaline as her mind only shifted on stopping her brother. Then, her arm dropped. The armor then folded itself back into the weapon, which she dropped to the ground. Danny then watched a tear roll down her check and hit the floorboards of his room.
"Thank you, Jazz," Danny said as he turned his back towards her.
"I can't do it," Jazz said, her voice choked up due to her crying," you're still my brother. And I-I just have tio tell you that you have to talk to someone."
"Maybe I will," Danny said," but for now, goodbye Jazz." He then floated up into the air and went though the ceiling into the night sky.
Danny is on his way to a confrontation with Vlad. However, can there still be someone out there he can go and talk to? Find out in Chapter 13!