A/N: Well there is some action, but this is mostly a comedy chapter. I needed to update but I still haven't really finalized how I should end it, so I couldn't really find a direction that suited me. Ah, I'll figure it out later.
Johnny swore. That punk had blasted Shadow off of him! How could he do that? Oh, he would ring that kid's scrawny ectoplasmic neck. Argh!
Suddenly Johnny realized two things. One, without Shadow he was pretty worthless in a fight, and two, that Shadow's perpetual state of pure rage had severely screwed-up his mind. Sure, he was a trouble maker, but he was no murderer. And he then remembered how he had gotten shadow, and how he'd been warned about such things—about Shadow's rage and how he manifested it as pure bad luck. But it was too late to turn back now. The two were linked throughout eternity. Still, perhaps it was best that they weren't together at the moment.
Johnny noticed his ring—the one he used to communicate with Kitty—was glowing red. And he felt something… odd… emanating from it. "Kitty's in trouble," he told himself. "And if Danny's hurt her that punk is history!" Johnny's ghost aura flared up as he sped on. He had to get back to Amity Park.
oooo Back in Amity Park oooo
"This is bad!" Danny yelled as he darted away from the two enraged female phantoms. Whatever that red glowy thing was in Jinx's hand, it was amplifying the powers of the duo of ghosts. And if Danny read the scenario right, it was controlling them too.
Danny pulled out the Melody cell-phone his Aunt Faith had gotten him for his last birthday and dialed Tucker's. "Tucker, are you there?
"Yeah, Danny. I headed over to Sam's house when the ghosts showed up, then we saw you and that black thing fighting over the Collin's Corp building and…"
"Guys, my dad's lab should be empty, get there, close the portal, and grab whatever ghost hunting gear you can find. I'm going to need help with this one."
"Why…" Tucker gasped as if for breath "what's wrong now."
"That sorceress showed up like I said, and she's somehow controlling Kitty and Ember to attack me! WHOA!" that last exclamation came as Danny dodged a red blast from the joined hands of Kitty and Ember. A blast that had been at least ten feet wide and went on to smash into the far end of Casper High, detonating it.
"I felt that!" Sam's voice came faintly over the phone.
"Hasn't our school seen enough ghost abuse in one year?" Danny sighed.
"It hit our school? Sweet!" Tucker blurted. A rather painful-sounding Thwack sounded over the phone.
"Knock it off, Tucker."
Danny dodged several more red ecto-blasts, not as big but moving much faster.
"Where are you now?" Danny asked.
"The lab. Your dad wants to know where you are and why we want to steal his equipment."
"Make something up!"
"Mr. Fenton, Danny has been eaten by that werewolf ghost and we need the equipment to extract him."
"Works for me!" Jack's voice came from over the phone, loudly.
Wow, his receiver is good, Danny thought.
(Coincidentally, Jack was thinking the exact opposite based on the fact that Danny could be heard over the gastric noises he supposed would be present in Wulf's stomach, where he believed Danny to be calling from.)
Suddenly, a blast of red energy shot through and destroyed the phone out of Danny's hand. "Aw crud."
"You and your dork buddy robbed me of my fanbase!" Ember yelled, summoning a red ball of ectolight above her head.
The ball of red light suddenly exploded around her and transfigured the ectoplasmic body of Ember into a pure destructive force. "Soul Blitz!" she yelled! And suddenly the energy she had become dashed forward, tearing through Danny, hurting him, weakening him, as if his essence was being pounded by an entire offensive line.
When it was over, Danny looked around, dazed and confused. That ended rather quickly.
"Phantasm Fist!" Kitty yelled as she drove a punch into Danny's still hypothetical ribcage. He went flying through the sky above Amity and slammed into an apartment near Park Lake.
Danny quickly sat up and phased through a wall. He needed to rest, and he couldn't take many more blows like that. He discarded his ghostly shell when he found himself in a room. Then, something in his pocket started buzzing. Which was weird, because his phone was currently about a billion different molecules floating somewhere over Dash's house.
He removed the small device… a Titancom. Raven had given him one during a few weeks ago while she was teaching him some healing techniques. (Which he had never quite mastered, but could perhaps field test one day in the future, when there was an actual living human with an injury near by.)
He activated the device, which should by no logical chain of events been in that pair of pants.
"Hello?"
"Danny, this line is safe. It's Noel again."
"Hey again. What now?"
"Any word on Jinx?"
"YES! She has some local ghosts riled up with some glowing jewel and she's using them to pound the non-living daylights out of me."
"She's in Amity Park, then?"
"No, she attacked me on vacation!" Danny rolled his eyes at his own sarcasm. This was no time to be rude.
"Just stay where you are and I'll get the other Titans up there to help you. Jinx is our enemy."
"There's no time for that. I can handle it." Danny didn't like it that Noel still treated him like an inferior, even if he wasn't quite so condenscending as he had once been.
"I'm sure you can, but what happens when it's over? You gonna send her to us in the mail?"
Danny sighed.
"Just listen to me."
"Why? She's attacking me, and controlling my enemies."
"Because…" Noel thought a moment. "I'm older then you."
"Older than me," corrected Danny.
"What?"
"You're older than me, not older then me. You really have been hanging around Legend Maker too long."
Danny thought he heard a vein throb in Noel's forehead. "I know," he said at length. "Sometimes I think she just does it as a running gag."
"Let's get this over with. I'm sure we're confusing readers who don't know LM's stuff, and infuriating those who don't like the fourth wall to come down."
"Fine. You can handle Jinx yourself, just contact the Titans when you're done."
"Before you go, how the heck did I get this communicator?"
"Rae said you were having trouble so I used a Personal Deus Ex Machina to beam one into your pocket... Now go, get those ghosts before your town is a crater."
Danny clicked the device off. He just hoped the very short amount of rest was enough. "Going ghost," he said lamely to himself. And he was off again…
oooo
Tucker and Sam loaded themselves with all the ghost hunting gear they could carry, which wasn't exactly much considering Tucker refused to part with all his techno-geek gear, and because of the way Sam dressed she had few pockets to carry stuff in. Still, the duo managed to get the Jack of Ninetales, a Modified Fenton Thermos that had a longer range, and a spool of string from the Fenton Fisher, (the fisher itself was still a tangled mess.) and they headed to the one place Danny wouldn't be afraid to take the fight: School.
There, they found Danny, Ember, and Kitty, and not too far away on the roof of the school, stood the Pink-haired manipulator, Jinx.
Danny hit the ground hard and rolled away as Ember shot a bright stream of energy at him, and then he shot up and smashed Kitty in the stomach. Kitty reeled from the hit and her red eyes flashed, staring angry daggers at Danny. Literally, as her eyes shot blasts of energy.
"Since when can Kitty do THAT!" Tucker gasped.
Sam just shrugged.
Danny dodged most of the wayward daggers of ectoplasm, but the two that hit him in the shoulders drilled through him and pinned him to a wall, sending and agonizing pain throughout his upper body. "AAAHHHAHHAAHH!" Danny gritted through the pain, and looked straight up at Jinx.
"She's in control, she's the one I have to get to," Danny told himself. Suddenly Ember appeared and began to drill gothic punches into Danny's chest as she had done to Kitty earlier.
"Why is it that when two ghost babes attack Danny, they have to have THE WORST FASHION senses ever." Tucker complained.
"Tucker, shut up. Danny's in danger and you can only think about your hormones?"
"Sorry. Ok. Here's the plan you tie up the eighties reject with the Fishing Line, and I'll see if I can hit PreppieGoth with the Jack on Ninetales."
"Tucker, Problem: they're suspended forty feet in the air."
"Right. Which is why we'll give the stuff to Danny and let him handle it."
As Tucker said that, the two daggers that had pinned Danny to the side of Casper High suddenly ejected from his body and a green aura flared around him. Danny flipped over the attacking Ember and drove his foot into her spectral cranium, and then smashed a Ectoplasmic Energy blast into Kitty's face.
He stood tall. He had to win. I will win!
(Well, technically, he hovered, but who's keeping track?)