Hi, there, folks! Sorry about the wait. I was satisfied with the reviews, but I've been really busy the last few days. There was a Memorial Day picnic that went on from 3 to about quarter after 10. But enough about my life story.

You all can relax now, because here's Chapter 8!

Sam's parents, Ryan and Michelle (made the last names up) sat in their daughter's room. They watched her sleep in sadness as the heart monitor beeped away like a steady drum. The air surrounding her room as well as Danny's was thick with sorrow and uncertainty. Sam's life hung in the balance, and there was still no guarantee she would last through the night.

"Is she doing okay?" asked a voice from behind them.

Michelle turned around towards the door. Maddie gazed at her with teary eyes, her cheeks stained with the fresh tears of a distraught mother.

Michelle sighed, "She's not as pale as before…but doctors still aren't sure if she's gonna make it." She bowed her head in sadness.

Maddie sat down next Ryan and Michelle and embraced them both. She shook her head, "How did things get so messed up?"

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The sadness felt in the atmosphere of Sam's room was equally similar to the atmosphere of Danny's room a short distance away. Currently Jack was in it, watching his son's seemingly sleeping form. What had gone wrong? He was such a happy boy. He was always having fun, he had great friends. He was even in love. Why him?

Jack reached up and gently brushed a few stray bangs out of his face. Tears again began to form in his eyes.

"Jack Fenton?" said Dr. Kitsune from behind him.

"Yes?" answered Jack, not turning his eyes away from Danny.

"We have the results back from the tests."

"And?" asked Jack, turning around to him.

Dr. Kitsune sighed, "I'm afraid…most of them were inconclusive. One test, however, showed that he is still at risk for more spells. I am sorry, but I believe that, even if he is to awaken, he will likely have another spell. And it would kill him." Dr. Kitsune then placed some papers on a desk on the room and turned back to Jack, "I'm so sorry. This is extremely rare. And no one has survived it."

"I understand…" Jack sighed as he turned back to Danny, "Can I be alone for a while?"

"Of course," said Dr. Kitsune, and he walked out.

All at once, everything hit Jack. He laid his head down on the bed next to his teenage son, and cried. He cried and cried until he didn't even have the strength to move anymore. Shortly after, he fell asleep.

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Back in Sam's room, Maddie had fallen asleep, with Ryan doing the same. Michelle was still awake, pacing. Just then, she heard a soft sound. It was muffled, but it sounded like somebody was calling to her. She turned to Sam and saw her lips slowly move.

"Mmm…mmm…m-mom…?"

"Oh Sammy!" Michelle cried, waking up Ryan and Maddie. She ran over to Sam and hugged her tight.

"Mom…" grunted Sam, "You're choking me…"

"Oh, sorry sweetie!" Michelle shouted as she let go of her daughter.

Sam slowly opened her eyes and said, "Wha…what happened?"

"You…Sweetie you cut yourself…"

Reality hit Sam as she suddenly remembered what had been happening. Danny was in a coma. She fought back tears as she imagined the one she loved lying in a bed motionless. Her thoughts drifted to her other best friend.

"Where is Tucker?"

The three adults looked suddenly alarmed at hearing this.

"What happened?" said Sam.

"Sam…" started Maddie, "He went crazy…"

"What do you mean?" asked Sam, looking perplexed.

"He…he tried to kill Danny." Maddie looked down at the ground, looking rather interested in the floor.

"Is he okay?" Sam almost shouted, sounding extremely frightened.

"Yes," said Michelle, "Honey, please calm down." She placed her hands on her daughter's shoulders. Sam balled her fists as she thought of what Tucker had done.

"What happened?" asked Sam through clenched teeth as she glared at her lap.

Maddie explained to the girl, "He just…went berserk. He walked into Danny's room and pointed a gun at his head. Jazz found him just in time and slammed him against the wall, but Tucker hit the trigger. The bullet grazed Jazz's shoulder but she's fine. Then he…and this part is really weird…he turned intangible and phased through the wall." Maddie finished and looked at Sam's face trying to read her emotions.

Sam's emotions were in a huge mix. Anger, frustration, sadness, depression, confusion, and pain. Sam knew what she had to do. Everyone needed an explanation. There was only one way for them to get it, and that was to tell everyone the truth…

Yes. She had to tell them about Danny and his other half. It was the only way to explain it. But should she yet?

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"Danny…"

He mumbled.

"Danny…"

He opened his eyes, everything looked dark. "What the…?"

"Over here, Danny."

Danny sat up. He was in, what looked like a dark room. He looked for the voice with his eyes, but the voice had no body to accompany it.

Danny said, "Where am I? Am I dead?"

"No, Danny. We are in your mind." A voice sounding very velvet and feminine floated to his ears.

"Why?" asked Danny as he looked around.

A spot in front of him flamed an eerie blue. A woman-no-a girl was standing in front of Danny. Long silvery hair graced her, following all the way down to her lower hips and covering her left eye. Her eyes blazed a fiery amber and they were pointed like an elf. She wore a black blouse and a black mini-skirt. Also, black stripes adorned her skin, making her look just like a tiger.

"We are the last of our kind." The girl's voice was so soft, it seemed to just reach out and graze his cheek like a mother did to comfort her child.

"Our kind?" asked Danny, lowering his eyebrows in confusion.

"We are the last remaining ghost hybrids with a heart and soul." She answered in a tender voice.

"We are?"

"Yes, young Danny. You have very much to learn. I am years ahead of you, so my powers are far beyond your imagination. There are things I can teach you. These things can make you strong enough to stop these spells. I can help, but only you can learn it on your own. I can give you the strength, but you must have the will to learn."

"But what can you teach me?" asked Danny.

She lifted her hand up to her shoulder and a silver-blue flame ignited in her palm. She explained, "Powers like this, once taking great concentration, are now nothing to me. Without even a split second of thinking, I have access to powers you do not even know yet." She kept her eyes on Danny, the flame on her hand growing brighter with a passion.

"Why are my powers green," Danny then pointed to her hand, "and yours silver-blue?"

"As I said before, I am years beyond you. You are still at the beginning level, so your color shows your weakness. The color cycle goes in order of: green, purple, blue, gold, red, and then silver-blue. Silver-blue is the strongest, of course."

"So that means you're…"

"Yes, Danny. I am even beyond your arch-rival, Vlad Plasmius." Her eyes twinkled with the knowledge that Danny didn't even say.

Danny stood up and asked, "What is your name?"

"Neveah (Na-vay-ahh) Phantasm," she said simply.

"Well, what can you teach me?"

"Come with me, Danny. I will show you."

Interesting. While Sam appears to be okay for now, Danny appears to finally be getting some help. This Neveah seems to know a lot, but will Danny be able to learn? Let's hope he'll be able to. Oh, and one more, thing. We have finally reached the part where Kagome51 stopped. Rest assured, I plan to continue with this story. It might be a little hard for me since this wasn't my original idea. Well, I'll do my best! I'll try to have Chapter 9 up soon!