Chapter 4

After that, everything was a blur. My parents took me to the hospital, where I was promptly checked in and examined on and off for a few hours. I didn't have time to clear my head until later, when Danny, Tucker and Sam came back. I suddenly remembered that this was the hospital where I had first met them. I owed it all to my stupid legs. Which at the moment, were not working even as well as they usually did.

"Do...do they know what's wrong with me yet?" I still couldn't unclench my fist, and I couldn't stand up on my own either. And it looked like we were no close to finding an answer than we were when I first realized that something was wrong.

Danny shook his head. He still looked a little scared. I think the events of the day had really shaken him. "No." he answered, shaking his head.

"It's almost as if...your CP is getting worse..." Sam mused. She had once done a report on CP, and knew the most about it out of the three of them.

I shook my head. "But that doesn't make sense!" I burst out, pummeling my pillow. "CP isn't a progressive condition! I've read that everywhere and that's the one thing they're sure of! It's not a progressive condition!"

My friends shrugged, looking bewildered. Then, a ghost appeared in the room.

She looked almost exactly like Isabelle, with a few minor differences. Instead of a gold necklace with half a blue stone around her neck, there was a gold necklace with half a green stone around her neck. Her eyes weren't glinting with kindness either, like Isabelle. Her eyes were glinting with lust, greed, and most disturbingly, evil.

Danny went ghost, and so did I. Not that I needed to. If my legs weren't cooperating in human form, they wouldn't cooperate in ghost form either. Danny rose up so he was eye level with the ghost.

"Who are you?" he asked, in a tone of unmistakable bewilderment. The ghost grinned and flipped her hair lazily.

"I was hoping you'd ask me that. I'm Catherine-the forgotten one. The overlooked one. The one you didn't come to last spring." There was a collective gasp, and I knew Tucker, Sam and Danny had just realized what I had just realized: Catherine was Isabelle's twin sister.

"The warning..." Sam breathed. Catherine crossed her arms across her chest.

"So she warned you, did she? I thought she might. But I don't care. You can't beat me. I'm too powerful."

"Not even your stupid thermos can hold me." she continued, having just phased her way out of the Fenton Thermos. I didn't blame Danny for using it. I would've done the same thing. Danny stared at her, openmouthed. I don't think any ghost had phased its way out of the thermos before. Catherine continued carelessly, as if she didn't really need to say all this.

"I've been possessing your little friend Chrissy. The more time you spent with Chrissy, the more I could weaken you. CP wasn't a progressive condition-until I used my powers to make it so. Handy little power, isn't it? The ability to weaken people until they die. Which is exactly what I'm doing to you, Emily Link. A few months from now, you'll be dead. Which is exactly what me and my good friend Vlad Plasmius want. You dead, with no suspicion. Oooh, Vlad will be so happy. He failed to kill you...but I will."

"That's why my ghost sense kept going off!" I realized. Catherine smirked.

"Not as dumb as you look, huh, Link? Well, smarts won't matter once your dead. Goodbye Emily Link, and good riddance!" With an evil cackle, Catherine vanished. I sank against the pillows and into unconsciousness.

A/N: OMG I did it! Three chapters in one day! How'd you like them? I might even get a fourth chapter in after dinner. I amaze myself. Read and review and I'll update soon!