Whoa, I seriously need to go to bed right now. It's like, two in the morning! But I shall update first. Yay! Down with sleep!
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Danny smiled inwardly as he made his way over to the narrow alley next to his house. Jazz was so clueless sometimes. He couldn't believe she hadn't figured out that he was half-ghost yet! Oh yes, Danny was just too clever…!
He paused his self-praise and concentrated for a moment, a small voice saying in the back of his mind, I'm going ghost!
Danny could feel the rings of white-blue light form and pass over him, his trademark ghost suit forming over his clothes as the light reached the top of his head and disappeared. Danny closed his eyes for a moment, basking in the surreal feeling of absolute freedom in his ghost form. He then rose skywards, catching speed and soaring in the direction towards Sam's house with his arms pinned to his sides and hair avidly waving about in the wind.
In what seemed like record time, Danny hovered down to the alley next to the rather large home. A few moments later he was at her front door, a normal teen, waiting to be allowed in.
"Hi, Danny! Come on, Tucker and I are in the game room." Sam said as she opened the door. She led him through the spacious entrance, past quite a few other richly furnished rooms, and into the game room, where Tucker was enjoying a round of pinball.
"Ready for some ghost-hunting, Tucker?" Danny brightly exclaimed, directly in Tucker's ear. This, in turn, caused Tucker to jolt back from his pinball game and stagger away in an exaggerated form of surprise.
"Um…yeah!" Tucker replied, his eyes on the pinball game as the screen flashed 'game over'.
Usually the trio met at Danny's house for ghost-hunting, as the ghosts usually gathered around that area, eager to get rid of the halfa and get as close as they could. But recently the ghosts had been drifting farther and farther off, causing their nightly ghost-hunt meets to occur near any one of their homes.
The three assembled their gear, Tucker made sure his PDA was charged, and they set off.
They were scouting the park when the sea creature-type beast appeared, tentacles swaying around its bulbous head.
It was so routine for them, Danny fighting the creature back, Sam and Tucker getting the ghost gadgets ready, all of them moving in unison to put the ghost creature back where it belonged. Sam was going to get the honor of sucking the ghost into the Thermos, when it suddenly shot a wide black ectoplasmic beam at Tucker. He was sent flying back, landing on a large bush. Sam dropped the Thermos and rushed over to him, as Danny blasted the creature with an ectoplasmic beam of his own.
"Is he okay?" Danny called to Sam.
"He'll be fine! Take the Thermos and get rid of that thing!" she called back. Danny sped down to scoop up the Thermos and aimed it at the ghost…only to find it had disappeared.
"Where are you?" Danny cried, flying up above the treetops to get a better view. He saw the creature materialize a bit ahead of him. Without another word he chased after it, causing quite a few pedestrians to squeal in shock.
Luckily it's starting to get dark, there weren't many people around…Danny thought, as he continued the chase, growing frustrated as the ghost turned intangible each time Danny attacked.
They approached the business district of Amity Park, full of the larger companies, fancier restaurants…and the science labs, controlled by Monty Price. Danny didn't really care about the location, however, as the octo-ghost was suddenly dazzled by the many lights coming from windows of buildings. Danny took the chance to fire blast after blast at the creature, almost causing it to topple over on the crosswalk, where—oh, great!A crowd of onlookers had formed!
Darn human curiosity! Don't point and stare! Danny thought, dodging the ghost's tentacles. One of them, a rather sharp, wicked-looking one, sliced through the back of a car, sending the other half flying. Danny went racing after it as the car half soared right at a clump of screaming people, halting right in front of the group and creating a hard ectoplasmic shield. The car half slid harmlessly off, coming to a rest in the street. Danny grinned at his success, only to look and see the ghost creature lurching towards a large building.
Thinking quickly, Danny sped towards it and turned them both intangible, trooping directly through the building….only to have the intangibility fail just as they were about to exit the opposite building wall. Despite the fact the creature was, in fact, ghostly, it felt quite solid as it crashed against the wall and sent both boy and octo-thing into the pavement below.
"Inviso-Bill just destroyed that wall!" someone cried.
"Look, he and that octo-thingy left a giant hole! They're destroying everything!"
"He's going to turn on us! Run! Run!" In response to that comment and a few other outbursts, the crowd began to thin as people scurried away. Danny sighed. It wasn't the perfect way to get people to clear the area, but it was something. He looked down at the ghost creature. It had rolled over, lifted itself off of the pavement on a bundle of tentacles,and rose up to a towering height. It waved its most menacing tentacles at Danny, shooting rays of inky-black ectoplasm at him. Danny had managed to dodge the blasts so far, but he had to get that thing into the Thermos before it destroyed anything else….
"I don't think you'll make a friendly sea creature, so into the Thermos you go!" Danny cried, catching the creature by surprise and drawing it into the said Thermos. It was almost completely in, when….
"Gah!" Danny cried in sudden shock, his right arm flying to his left forearm where a long, deadly-looking spike was withdrawing itself. The octopus-ghost had left the scene, but it had also left a mark.
Danny stood on a pile of debris from the hole the creature had made, clutching his wound and feeling faint. He watched as odd-looking blood seeped from between his gloved hands and onto the pavement below, before he became invisible and flew off.
Enter, Monty Price.
Flying…flying…falling…
By an odd coincidence, Sam and Tucker were just making their way back to Sam's house as the moment Danny suddenly dropped from the sky and onto the sidewalk in front of the doorway, turning back into his human form a moment after. The wound on his arm was now painfully obvious.
Pain…blinding pain…
Tucker and Sam, without a word an in an almost choreographed sequence, lifted Danny up and carried him through the now-dark hallways of the house to a sitting room. It was night, and the other occupants of the house were asleep. While Sam ran off to go get bandages, Tucker tried to keep Danny awake.
Fog…fog…
"Danny! Come on, Danny, stay with us!"
"Tucker? Is he still awake?"
"Yeah…but barely…go on; bandage him up so he won't bleed to deat—whoa."
"What? What's wrong?"
"He had a huge hole in his arm, you saw it…but now…it's gone…"
"…there's a scar…"
"But Sam, it's gone! What happened, Danny? Danny? Danny…
Behind Danny's now closed eyelids, as he fell into a deep sleep, his vivid blue eyes flashed their now-familiar neon green…and darkened to red….
Rawr! Slight cliffie. I know everyone loves cliffies! This chapter moved a bit slow, yes, but there should be a bit more action in the next one.
HPhantom and Axion-Pup: Yay, thank you!
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Rakal: Thank you for the constructive criticism, I'll be sure to fix that and keep that in mind. Glad you like:D
You all know you just want to hug the mysterious Sir Monty. Awwwr.
So, see you all next chapter! Until then,
-Zyphy