Unlikely-to-bear-it: AMY! I've been trying to mail you but your screen name isn't working…what's up? Please tell me soon, we were having ever so much fun with the Benji and Joel dolls…
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PhantomAL: Haha, thank you for pushing me forever to write this. And yes, next chapter will be kept under lock and key and far away from Jess' sticky fingers! I should have the demo done later today.
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The night air was depressing and impenetrable, it seemed, as Danny and I walked home. The wind had picked up since we had entered the theater and was now tugging at our clothes, giving me the impression it was almost alive. I stuck close to Danny, who, if anything, seemed to enjoy the attention and had wrapped his arm around my waist, making me wonder if he was thinking about just flying us out.
The wind stepped up another notch and howled along in our faces so hard it was painful. I thought I saw something move out of the corner of my eye and I whipped my head around wildly to see what it was…but there was nothing. Something caught the corner of my eye again, but when I looked there was nothing. Danny was getting nervous and had tightened his grip on my waist. We came to dead stop.
Then the wind really did scream. Loudly too. It bore down on us in a terrifically awful rush. Danny's breath ran blue and his eyes widened. He slid out of his coat and grabbed me roughly by my hand and yanked me into a run. We came to the school and Danny braced us against a wall as the screaming came again. His eyes were still wide with…fear? I pulled his coat close as the temperature began to plunge further; if Danny was afraid, then I should definitely be.
There were small flickers of light all around and they were amassing somewhere off to our right. Danny breath became rushed as he switched. My jaw dropped; he was going to fight now? He was still injured!
"Sam," his voice was stretched and thin sounding and his face pale, "Stay here. If I don't come back, go home. Call my parents and tell them I ditched you at the theater and you waited for me-"
"What do you mean "if" you don't come back?" I asked, suddenly frightened. Danny looked me levelly in the eyes, the green that had claimed the blue faded for a second to teal mixture, and replied, "Remember last time?"
I fell back against the wall; last time? This was what he'd fought last time? This is what had proved to be such a formidable opponent above all the rest? I shuddered and looked to where the lights were growing stronger. "What is it?"
"I don't have time for that, it's only a matter of time before I don't work anymore." He replied, already some ten odd feet above my head. I didn't want him to leave me here to try to run; and I got the feeling he didn't want to leave me to fend for myself either. But it had to done; Danny flew off.
And I disobeyed and followed.
I stayed in the bushes as the silver streak I knew was Danny landed neatly where this pulsing blob of light was growing larger. The otherworldly light bathed the clearing with a sense of danger. I stole closer to the scene, afraid for Danny and dead curious as to what this thing was.
"Hey there ugly! See you haven't lost any weight since I last saw ya." Danny bantered fearlessly. The thing turned what I had assumed was a face, but in fact it was many, to him and bared its teeth at Danny. The wind picked up even more speed and the wails of the blob before me intensified. Danny's face cracked into a nervous smile. "HA! You can't do it this time."
The faces moved in a mixture of cold mirth and anger before whispering in many voices that sounded like fingernails on a chalkboard, "Yet."
Danny's expression was unreadable and he folded his arms. "I hardly think you can, seeing as you failed to kill me the last time."
Do what? What happened? My mind was scrambling for a way to put things together as the two continued. What was this thing? It didn't seem to be any one ghost but rather multiple spirits that had compiled themselves into one force, one very big thing that was pulsating and squirming as more spirits dove into the mass. I stood and leaned against a tree as Danny circled the monster, making its heads follow him. Then, the thing made to strike.
Danny would have been able to get a hit in if I hadn't let my fears and worries for him get the better of me. "NO!" I yelled and then clapped my hands over my mouth as the two spectral warriors turned to me. The blob's heads broke into various vicious smiles as Danny's head whipped to see me standing there and his face blanched.
"SAM!" he yelled. "RUN!"
I turned and tried to run, but it was too late for that. The green lights descended over my head and pulled me in with their icy hands. I fought and kicked every moment they dragged me along. But soon I was standing between them, a hostage…great. Just peachy, this was all my fault. I struggled as the thing stood me up in front of Danny.
"Your friend." It cackled gleefully, running the hands around my shoulders and down my back, making me shudder. Danny looked pissed beyond compare. Righteous anger I'd assume, at me or the blob…uh, yeah, I wasn't too sure. I closed my eyes and sucked in my breath to clear my head.
"Put. Her. Down." Danny said shortly. The blob leaned down, I could feel the wisps of all its breath on my neck as it answered, "No."
Dan was now officially enraged as he paced, slipping his fingers through his pale hair, green eyes flashing menacingly. I felt the power collect steadily behind me and there came an overwhelming outwards thrust of energy. It floored Danny and he was knocked to the ground, but he bounced back to his feet quickly. There was one problem though.
His eyes were back to blue, even if the rest of his appearance still correlated with his ghost side. Danny sneered and focused until his eyes were at least teal; he was having trouble forcing them back. "You can't do it!"
There was the thrust again but Danny stood and bore it, but his hair became black again along with his eyes returning to their normal state. This time, he couldn't right the damage; I realized what was going on. Slowly, but surely, this thing was shorting out his powers. I gasped and a ghost winding around my feet laughed cruelly.
"Run little one, run." It teased collectively. "Run and we don't kill her."
Danny was shaking his head, trying, trying so hard to force himself to reclaim his powers, but he wasn't winning, they were receding too fast. He was still on his feet though, and still looking mad enough to kill. I suppose he wanted payback for his injuries before, but it looked so hopeless from my point of view. The blob stretched itself out and walled Danny in. With a spectacular flash, Danny was just Danny and now sitting in a heap on the ground. My friend forced himself to his feet…in time to be smashed against a tree. I screamed out loud…we were dead meat.
I'm BA-A-A-A-CK! It took me a while for a few reasons, one of them being my original fic on Fiction Press, so I'm sorry. But there's something for you to devour.
AND, I want to see some interest on a collaboration! Mssr. PhantomAL and I are going to write a small fic called "Psychology" about Sam and Danny discussing different topics without the other present, of course. See my bio for more details. But, who'd be interested in reading something like that? Drop me a line if you are. Ok? Sweet! – Dru