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CHAPTER 11:
Mac ran quickly and grabbed Vlad by the neck with his metal arm. It hurt like hell.
"I thought you were better then that!" Mac yelled at him.
Vlad tried to pull Mac's arm away from him. "Well...ack... you thought wrong!" he yelled back.
Mac pushed harder on Vlad's neck. Vlad started to cough. Finally, Mac punched him in the face and let him go. Vlad fell to the floor and threw up.
"You traitor!" Vlad said, looking up at him, "Who's side are you on son?"
Mac frowned. "I dunno," he said. Vlad got up and wiped his chin with his sleeve.
"Back to business then!" he said, kicking Mac to the floor. Mac didn't get up, he just squirmed.
Vlad stepped on him and shuffled his hands together. "Now Daniel," he said, "if you don't join me, this will happen to you as well!"
Danny was confused and scared at the same time. He knew Vlad was stronger than him, but he was not going to join him.
"Never!" Danny said, shaking his fist in the air.
"Fine then, it's your funeral!" Vlad said charging at him.
Danny was ready for impact, when Mac came and held Vlad back. His arms were under Vlad's, holding his by the shoulders.
"Sounds like a lapse to the synapse in that noggin of yours!" he said, "Maybe if you tried meditation... or maybe found yourself a girl... you might get a handle on all that pent up aggression!"
Vlad elbowed him in the stomach and Mac fell again.
"Or Maybe I just don't like your adittude !" Vlad said, kicking him back down.
Mac finally got up, holding his metal arm. "Aw, what's not to like?" he said, punching Vlad so hard in the face that he hit the wall and changed back to a human.
Danny got up from the floor and walked over to Mac, who was wiping blood off of his metal knuckles.
"Wow! That was cool!" Danny said, slapping Mac on the back.
Mac looked over at him. "No it wasn't," he whispered.
Danny looked at him like he was crazy, "are you kidding? That was wicked!"
Mac looked at him angrily. "Not for me! It isn't too cool to find out your father is evil, now is it?"
Danny sighed. "Yeah, I guess your right, but why didn't you change into your ghost form?"
Mac smiled at him and gave him a thumbs up. "I was going to beat him up, not kill him!"
"You think you can beat Vlad?"
"Yup!"
Danny looked over at Vlad, whose lip was bleeding and he had bruises on his neck. As much as it pained him, he felt bad for him.
"Should we put him in his room?" Danny asked, pointing at him.
"Yeah, I'll do it," Mac said, walking over to him, "You head to bed. See you in the morning!"
"Okay, Night!"
"Night!"
Danny phased through the wall and went to his room.
Mac's POV
Mac picked his limp father up and tried to change into a ghost, but he couldn't.
Why can't I change? He thought. Then it occurred to him that the metal arm took out a lot of his energy, so he couldn't change just yet.
Mac walked through the door and brought Vlad to his big bedroom and laid him on the bed.
Mac looked at him. He was so pissed at Vlad! "Evil son of a gun," he said quietly, and slapped Vlad hard across the face. He still didn't get up.
Mac left the room, with a mixed feeling of hatred and sadness.
The next morning—
Vlad's face hurt like hell. He was sitting at the kitchen table, reading the paper, when Maddie came walking down the stairs. She covered her mouth with both of her hands.
Vlad raised and eyebrow at her.
"Oh my god! Did I do that to you?" she said, coming over and touching his cheek where she thought she had hit him last night. There was a huge red mark on his cheek. It of course was from Mac, but neither of them knew that.
"Yes," he said, turning the page of his paper.
"Aw geez, I'm sorry!" she said, kissing him on the cheek. "Feel better now?" she asked.
Vlad blushed. "Yeah much thanks," he said.
Maddie sat down for breakfast.
Vlad looked at her questionably. She had been kissing him a lot lately. Maybe she... he thought, ...Nah, it's just my imagination.
Sorry I had to end it here. What to write next... think think think. Review dudes! Ha ha!