GT: mmmmmmmm pizza (eating a slice)
JBG: I'm still confused on you being able to eat that when you're a ghost.
GT: It's one of the great mysteries of the world...right next to cropcircles and cow possession...
JBG: C-cow pos-possession?
GT: Believe me, u don't wanna know
JBG: I don't think I wanna! Anyway(pulls out cellphone)Bring'em in!
Skulker comes in, dragging Mr. Disclaimer Ghost person.
MDGP: Oh man! NOT AGAIN!
Skulker: Shut up!
JBG: (hands him paper) Jezze, it's short like the last time...
MDGP: (reads) JBG's disclaimer still stands with the edition of a new character. She does own Dizura Cegion. Repeat. She does own Dizura Cegion and all lawyers should back off from my property or feel the wrath of...Gir?
JBG: I didn't put that in there O.o
GT: No, but I did. :p (pulling up the laptop)
JBG, Skulker and MDGP: O.o
JBG: Oh! And please excuse some mistakes that are on here
GT: I try to fix them but my spell checker is weird.
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Chapter 9: Now The Trouble Begins
Deep within the forgotten corners of the Ghost Zone, there is a dark figure watching the two halfa children fly around and playing a game of tag.
"Yes, yes. That's right...enjoy yourselves while you still can enjoy it."
The figure turned and into the light of it's home. This figure turned out to be a woman, about twenty-four years old and very beautiful. Her hair is the shade of new snow sprinkled with tinsel. Her eyes were like gold coins within a beautiful and young face. Yet despite her young features, she was the shade of death itself. The skin on her face was as pale as the sky on a cloudy day. She would be tall, if she were standing. Her outfit was black with white angled neck and an angled belt at her waist. She also had a cape that flowed in an non-existent wind with a forest green flag across her neck.
"You may have defeated me once before and banished me to the forest reaches of this infernal Ghost Zone, but that will all change when I have my revenge on you, Ghost Girl." She moved across the dark room to the ancient bookcase with equally ancient and used books. She pulled out the largest and dustiest of them all.
"Ah, yes. The Book of Finding. This will help me locate a power to help me take revenge on that annoying child!" she started flipping through the pages of the old book. Suddenly she stopped with a fanged grin on her face.
"Yes! Perfect! 'Find a power or other ghostly form to help take revenge on enemies!'."
Below this sentence, there was an incantation and a list of ingredients for the spell to work. Luckily, for her, she kept all of the ingredients for this spell on hand. (a/n:You know, just in case!) In no time at all, she had a cauldron bubbling with her potion. The potion was an odd yellow color. She took up book and began to recite the spell incantation:
"'Come, oh sweet vengeance! Visit your beautiful wrath upon my enemies. I pled you to find a power with which I may reek my sweet revenge on the cowering enemy. A power to be mine to use, mine to lead. So terrible that I would not be able to contain its power. Come, oh sweet vengeance!'" she finally shouted over the cauldron. Suddenly, the potion shot out of the cauldron. and resumed the form of a devilish-looking bird. It looked to the woman for directions.
"Find me the power." she shouted to the figure of a bird, "Find me, Dizura Cegion, the power to rid the worlds of Dani Cegion, the Ghost Girl, forever!" At this, the bird nodded in understanding and flew out of the room. In only moments later, the bird flew back to her with a round canister.
"What's this!" she rounded on the bird, overflowing with anger. "You brought me a thermos! I asked for an undefeatable power! NOT SOUP!"
Suddenly, she felt the thermos shake. She looked down at the green and silver canister in her hands.
"What the-?"
"Finally! I got your attention. Now please stop screaming and let me out!"
She couldn't believe it! The thermos spoke or whatever was inside it did!
"H-how do I let you out?" she asked the cyndrical container.
"Push the red button on the side of this infernal thermos."
She did as it asked her. Suddenly, the lid was thrown off the container and the room was filled with a bright light. She closed her eyes to protect the golden eyes in her head from the sudden light. She heard a seductive voice within the room. "Well, I guess I should thank you, but that would be nice and I don't do nice."
Dizura opened her eyes to the figure before her. He was a muscular gentleman with a white suit on with a black "D" on his chest and a white cape with a red interior. (a/n typist: Gentlemen!) His hair was a white flame on top of his pale but well structured face. His eyes were as red as the blood she wished to see on her hands. He was looking at her with an evil smirk on his lips. She looked him over once more and curled a malevolent smirk on her face.
"You...are exactly what I've been looking for."
"Excuse me?"
"You are the servant-oriented power that I called for to defeat my enemies. NOW! Bow before your Mistress, slave!"
"Lady, I don't do that serving others thing even if they are the best piece of ghost I've seen" He told her as he looked her over, eyeing her every feature.
"Oh well..."she said, blushing a little, "You're not so bad yourself, Mr.-?"
"Dan,"he told her moving closer to her," Dan Phantom. And you?"
"Dizura Cegion. Nice to meet you Mr. Dan Phantom."
There were close enough to kiss.
"Well, it's even better to meet you Miss Dizura Cegion. Very nice, indeed."
They looked at each other, then kissed. It was a hard kiss, hard enough to make a normal human bleed. Finally they parted.
"That was wonderfully painful! Who are you?" asked Dizura, mysteriously.
"It's a long and painful story." he said with a smile.
"My favorite..."she said kissing him again. When they parted, he started to tell his story. A story of death, pain and sadness. A story of desertion of his values and all that he loved, all that he cared for, not that he cared now. He told of his younger, goody-goody past self who shoved him into the thermos she had kindly let him out of. When he finished, she turned away from him.
"That doesn't sound as painful of an experience as my own. Having your human side ripped out is mercy, not pain." She looked to the ground and held her arm for comfort.
"What is your story, my dear?" he asked her as compassionately as he could. He wasn't very good at it but she could tell he was trying.
"Well, it all began about ten years ago..."she started
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Flashback
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"Are you sure you know what you are doing?" Dizura, then Dani, was looking at her best friend, Tracey, on the high dive. You see, she knew her friend hated heights and wasn't a very good swimmer. But, apparently, today was different. Ever since Dani got her ghost powers about four months ago, her friends have been helping her catch the ghosts that threaten their homes. Tracey had told her earlier that she should face and conjure her own fears so she'll be able to help Dani more. Today was the fear of heights.
"Yes, I do and DON'T try to talk me out of it!" said Tracey nervously on top of the high dive at Eton Fall Community Pool.
"You don't have to do this, you know. There ARE easier ways of helping you with your height problem!"
"Oh yeah! Like what, Ms. Smarty-pants!" shouted Tracey rhetorically.
"Come down and I'll tell you!" Dani was thinking that she could just fly her around the park instead of embarrassing herself in front of everyone there.
"Nice try, Dani! I'M STILL GOING!" At this she, to Dani's surprise, jumped off the diving board. Tracey, of course, screamed all the way down. Dani closed her eyes as Tracey was about to hit the water. But no splash came. Suddenly, Dani felt oddly cold in the summer weather. 'Oh no. Not now.' thought Dani as she opened her eyes to her opponent.
The ghost looked like a glass statue of a woman holding her best friend. She had two red eyes and, Dani thought, a mouth with a shiny toned lip gloss. 'Well, she doesn't seem too tough. At least, Tracey is okay.' Dani looked around for a place to 'go ghost' in the midst of the chaos. She could that the bathrooms by the snack bar were unoccupied. She ran into the restroom stall and yelled her signature battle cry, "Looks like it's time for GHOST GIRL!" As she finished her lengthy cry, two rings of pink formed around her body to reveal her black and white jumpsuit. Her eyes changed from her dark, forest green to a sunshine gold. Dani's hair also changed from her midnight black hair to a snowy white color decorated with silver tinsel from a Christmas tree. Once her transformation was complete, she jumped from the floor and phased through the roof in order to meet her opponent.
THE END
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GT: Wait? The end! That can't be the end!
JBG: It isn't. I just felt like putting that in for kicks and giggles.
GT: You are evil. Expecally that...(gagging sound)kissing scene! What is wrong with you! Are you in love with him or something?
JBG: Uh...no?
GT: okay..I'm going to go throw up now...(disappears)
JBG: o.O Anyway, this fic is on a small hiatus cause I have to write up the other chapters. So I'll see ya on my other fic, WHAT THE FLIP! when Ghost Typist is done throwing up to type it.