"I'm goin' ghost!" Danny yelled, and stood straight without help for the first time in days. And also, for the first time in days, two bluish rings of light grew from his mid-section and separated, revealing Danny Phantom.

"It's good to have you back, man," Tucker grinned from the driver's seat, still rubbing his eyes and trying to recover from the glare of the Fenton Feeler.

"GET THEM!" The three teenagers turned to see Walker pointing at them, a menacing growl twisting his face.

Danny turned to Sam and Tucker. "Can you guys cover me?" They pulled out two Fenton Foamers, and grinned.

"We were just going to do that with Jazz when the ghosts came in range," Tucker grinned.

"They're in range!" Danny said sarcastically, but with a smile, and dived out of the vehicle towards his sister's floating body. Several ghosts tried to jump him, but shots of ectoplasmic goo from the Specter Speeder combined with his own attacks threw most of them back and into each other. General chaos ensued from there.

He dodged more attacks, and sped towards Jazz, but at each turn he found himself blocked by more and more ghosts. Looking back, he wondered how he eluded them for as long as he did.

Finally, surrounded on every side (including above and beneath) he turned invisible, only to find that several of the ghost guards had done the same...they could see him. Sighing at his luck, he decided to turn to one of his newest powers, and concentrated on making a shield of ectoplasmic energy. This one drained him, but if it worked, it might buy them the time they needed.

Meanwhile, Sam and Tucker had turned their attention to the ghosts that had come after them. With only two Foamers shooting at once, they were losing ground quickly...or air...or whatever made up the atmosphere in the Ghost Zone.

"TUCKER! BEHIND YOU!" Sam yelled, trying to focus on her friend and the ghosts that tried to attack her. She felt panic begin to rise in her chest again. They just kept coming...and she couldn't take out all of them. Danny had disappeared, but since Jazz still hung motionless beneath the main concentration of ghosts, she assumed that he wouldn't be coming to their rescue any time soon.

"Not good," she muttered to herself. She didn't see the ghosts phase through the bottom of the speeder and come up behind her (or she might have actually shown her panic for the second time in a day)...but Tucker did. Just as he began to freak out, a large green glow exploded from somewhere near the center of the mob. A large ectoplasmic shield grew quickly, throwing ghosts away at an impressive speed. Sam and Tucker involuntarily screamed and grabbed each other as the sphere approached them.

Tucker opened his eyes just in time to see the shield pass right through them, and the speeder...but not the two ghosts who had also involuntarily grabbed each other. Seconds later Most of them floated for several seconds in a daze, outside where the shield had finally disappeared, while Danny became visible, looking surprised, where the "bubble" had originated. He too looked dazed, but promptly shook it off. Unfortunately, Walker shook it off quickly too, and he hadn't just poured all of his energy into an explosion. Growling, he leapt after the chain that had slipped his grasp when Danny's shield hit him.

Being closer to Jazz, Danny had grabbed her and started heading back to the Specter Speeder before Walker or any of his ghosts had flown anywhere near them. Getting back to the actual speeder proved slightly more difficult. Many of the police ghosts started to close in on them as Tucker steered the speeder closer to the brother and sister.

"We so need some help," he commented to Sam, who stood at the door, Foamer in hand.

"Hurry Danny!" She yelled out to them.

"You won't get away!" Walker literally screamed to them

Danny got to the vehicle gasping. "Take her," he breathed, handing Jazz's unconscious form up to Sam. The teen pulled the older girl in, allowing Danny to launch himself inside just as some ghosts approached the speeder.

"Shield," he said aloud, forcing himself to concentrate. "Come on...work!" He knew he was pushing it. The first time in days he'd even used his powers, and he had been forced to use them to the extreme. His body wasn't as used to it as normal because he'd been out of practice, and he'd literally exhausted them almost immediately. But he had to get that shield up for them to get out of there. Gritting his teeth, he willed his tired, spectral body to focus on bringing the appropriate power to hand. "It's got to work," he breathed. "It's got to..."

"You can do it Danny," a weak voice caused him to open his eyes. "I know you can." Jazz looked at him from her splayed position next to Sam. "I know, because I've been there. Come on, Danny. You can do it." With that, she closed her eyes, resting again. Danny didn't know wether she still remained conscious, but that little bit of hope from her gave him the extra motivation that he needed to push himself past the limit.

He couldn't help but grunt, and continue to do so as the green shield appeared around them, and held steadily.

"DRIVE TUCKER!" Sam growled at him.

"We're so outta here!" the African-American said with a grin, and he pushed the petal to the floor. They'd left the ghosts behind in seconds.

Walker stopped his posse, and floated there, glowering. "I will get you, ghost kid...Mark my words...I WILL."


A lot of you have commented on the whole "Seeing into the soul" thing, and I wanted to thank you for that, because it was a last minute thing that I added.

Spooks: Well, I like doing that, because it breaks up the monotony of pronouns, and using their names all the time. Drives me nuts when people do that, so I add in the occasional reference to them other than their name. I'll try and get it a little lighter, but don't expect it to disappear alltogether. It's just how I write.

Thank you everyone for reading this. :hug: It means a lot to me.