Hello everyone. Theo here. I know all of you out there are worried about Danny. Not to worry. All us hardcore fans of DP know there's an unwritten rule that prohibits Danny or Sam or Tucker from dying. So weep for Joy. He'll be ok. Read on to find out how. ) The Yayness? I like that word. THE YAYNESS!

Disclaimer: I don't own DP or it's characters. All I own is the idea for this fic and the made up characters.

SPECIAL THANKS GO TO: Everyone out there who gave me ideas for a name for the one ghost who wants to die. But since I couldn't decide on just one, I took several and combined them together. See if you can tell which part of the name is yours.

WARNING!!! You all should know by now. Adult situations present. Language, Violence and other things. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!! Just like in every other chapter

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Chapter 14 – Leuderity

It had been two days. During which time, Danny laid in the hospital bed, completely awake and bored. Everyday Sam or Tucker or his family would pay him a short visit.

Flowers, get well cards and other gifts littered the nearby windowsill, and desk. Danny looked at each one of them. Amazed to see how loved he actually was. Hell, even Lancer sent up get-well flowers. That's bitter sweet. Danny would think since he is his vice principal AND English teacher.

Danny sighs. When can leave this bed? He hates it here. He hates seeing everyone visiting him put a fake face on just for his benefit. He somehow knew that the moment he leaves this hospital, everyone would go back to treating him like a loser. Except for Sam and Tucker of course. He doesn't understand though. Two days ago, he felt like he was going to die, but then another presence force its way inside him, and now, he felt he could do back flips in his sleep. But the doctors and nurses said he had to stay for more tests. In Danny's former state, it was impossible for him to have healed as quickly as he did. But he did. Danny thought back to the moment he felt that strange surge of life flow into him two days ago. At first he thought he was going to die, but now it seems that it was meant to cure him instead.

-If it was a ghost that was responsible, and I think it was, I owe them.-

Danny thought as he looked out the window to the street below. To his amazement, he saw Sam and Tucker on their scooters approaching the hospital.

-They're coming to see me? Good. Now I won't be bored to death.-

He chuckled slightly to himself and awaited their arrival.

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As both Sam and Tucker parked their transportation, Sam had to nearly beat Tuckers head in to get him to understand her plan.

"Do you promise?"

She demanded, only to get Tucker to shrug his shoulders.

"I don't get it. What's the big deal? I mean they were going to find out sooner or later."

"And yet when I told them the other day you had a shit-fit."

"Hey I didn't think it was the right time. I mean Danny was in critical condition!"

"All I'm saying Tuck, it don't let Danny know I told them. Ok? It'll break his heart."

Tuck looked deep in Sam's lavender eyes. No longer full with hate and anger. But sincere innocence. That is the kind of thing that broke into Tuck every time.

"Just for the sake of your relationship with Danny. I promise."

Danny sat up in bed when the two went into his room. He looked as though he could take on Skulker AND catch him the same hour. And Tucker was the first to comment this.

"Whoa Danny. Are you sure you're sick? You look healthy to me."

"Damn doctors, they shouldn't have to keep you here if you can move around on your own."

Sam added. Danny smiled. He's got the best friends anyone could want.

"Thanks you two. I feel so much better, it's ridicules for me to stay here."

"So what the doctors say?"

Sam asked as she sat on the side of his bed while Tuck took a nearby chair.

"Said they wanted more tests. My arm looks like swish cheese. Look!"

He raised the sleeve of his gown and showed them the numerous puncture marks the needles left when the medical staff took his blood. Tucker winched at the sigh, and Sam turned away.

"It's barbaric."

"Try telling that to them!"

Danny grudged as he thrust a thumb out the door at a passing nurse.

"I think she just might."

Tucker added with a laugh. He knew Sam's potential and wasn't about to let that idea pass her.

"By the way. According to the doctors, I should still be in a coma."

"Any idea as to why you're not?"

Danny thought hard. It was strange. One word came to mind. Leuderity. That word popped into his head the moment he felt his life return two days ago.

"Leuderity."

Danny said. Sam and Tucker looked at him, bemused to what he meant.

"Uh... Leu-what-ity?"

Tuck question.

"Leuderity. I can't explain it, but I think it's someone's name."

Perhaps it was the name of that one ghost who asked to die? The one with the cloak and yellow eyes. Was that his name? Leuderity?

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-That is correct young Phantom.-

The cloaked ghost thought while remaining invisible outside Danny's window, far enough away that Danny's Ghost Breath wouldn't escape.

"I am indeed Leuderity. Merging with ye hath broken thy memories free. I am Leuderity, and you are also correct in thy thoughts. I have given you life."

"Such a foolish gesture if you ask me."

Hissed a new voice as a strange new ghost appeared. This ghost stood up and had a humanoid appearance, but his face was that of a snakes and his tongue slithered out of his mouth like a frogs. This creature was indeed part amphibian.

"Begone from my sight Thrash. No business awaits you here."

"I shall decide that you Shakespeare freak. Thrash makes his own choice."

"This one Phantom boy has inspired terror in the hearts of creatures far more durable than thou, reptile. I could only imagine what he shall do to your fragile soul."

"Do not push with me. That boy will suffer from his actions. Too many time we escape the ghost realm and HE, A mere human with our powers, puts us back there. I'm sure he shall put you there as well."

"A quest I am on. One he knows about. He knows the elusive solution to what I seek."

"You still going on about that 'A ghost waiting to die' crap? Forget it! Ghosts. CAN'T die! And they NEVER will!"

'I doubt your sentiments. I know I will cross. Be it Heaven or Hell, I care not which."

"So be it. Live in your stupid Dream. But the moment he leaves that building, my tongue will ensnare him, and I will swallow him hole."

Leuderity's eyes burned yellow at the half snake. His anger pushed beyond its limits with the notion that harm shall befall the boy he saved.

"Know this Thrash! You lay so much as a finger on the boy, the gates of Hell shall release through me, and you will know what the Devils fury may be firsthand upon they person!"

"Whatever."

And Thrash vanished, laughing to himself.

TO BE CONTINUED

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Sorry about ending the chapter so shortly, but I ran out of ideas how to lengthen it.

Btw. THANK YOU ALL out thee who gave me such wonderful ideas in order to come up with Leuderity for the name. Artasid, Sky-33, CjMlUvR-01, and anyone else I forgot. THANK YOU!!

Until Next Time

Theo