Okay! I'm so sorry that I didn't get to update as soon! I've been busy with many projects! (Getting angry glares) I'm so so sorry! Anyway...the new chapter is up and ready to go. CH 8 is done as well. So, an update will be happening very soon! Maybe even tonight:D
Chatper 7 - The Beginings Of A Game
Danny reached the school and landed on the dead looking grounds. Bodies were scattered across the lawn and the roof. Blood was every where, melting the skin off their bones slowly. Danny tried hard not to throw up at the smell and looked around. The trees were blackened after being burnt with fire and the pool that was once filled with water was filled with a green liquid. He walked up to it and was about to touch it when someone stopped him.
Danny jumped and turned around. "DON'T DO THAT!" He got into a defensive stance.
"I wouldn't touch that if I were you," the man held a rifle and wore what looked like clothing from the french revelution days. He had holes and small marks all over his body and a large scar down his left eye to his chin. "If you do it'll burn the skin right off you."
"Who are you?" Danny asked looking at the man warily.
"My name son, is Captin Jacob T. Albert. I feel sorry for you kid but I have to go."
"Wait!" The man stopped and looked back at Danny, "How did you...die?"
"Me? I died of-Oh dear! I better go!" He disappeared in the school. Danny frowned and continued to walk foreward.
Oh! You made it! I was terribly afraid you wouldn't come. He tried to surpress his rage at the girl and kept walking. I'm happy you came.
"Where's my family and friends?"
Oh...did you think I'd make it that easy for you? Danny shook his head. How stupid could he be? Of course she wouldn't, none of them ever did. It was worth a try at least though. He tried to ignore the voice that came from the invisible person. Well, at least you're okay with being here.
"Where did you get that idea?" Danny asked, almost throwing up at sight of another dead body and smell it gave off. "Why did you have to kill all these people?"
I didn't kill all these people. The spirits that remain in this place did. I would never kill anyone.
"Sure...like I'd believe you."
Well, you came here believing I have your family...which I do, did you not? She had Danny there but he tried to ignore her. He was learning to do that easier now. Well good luck. May I suggest going down that hall, you might find a clue. Oh, and I forgot one thing. He felt a buring inside. There. Danny lay on the ground panting.
"What...did you...do?" She didn't answer. He knew she was gone. He tried to go intangable but nothing worked. He still had his ghost shield and ectoplasmic blast at least. He moved foreward cautiously. This hallway didn't smell of dead bodies, for that he was thankful. He kept going foreward...not sure of what to expect. He jumped back when something came out of the floor. A figure without a head, arms or legs appeared. Instead of the head, arms and legs it had sharp blades that were circular and moving like a buzz saw. The blades were coated with blood and in it's mouth was a black and white ball. Danny dodged the creature just as four more appeared behind him. He jumped out of the way and fired a blast at one the creatures heads. The creatures head exploded and took out two of the others beside it. The two that had been blown up regenerated and came running toward Danny. He dodged and fired two more shots at their head taking them both out. He took out the other two and continued foreward to find a note book.
He opened the book and found a picture of the creatures he faced. "Bomb heads," he read out loud. "Died from a cannon ball being directed at them while being shot at with sharp knives." Danny made a mental note to keep the book with him just incase he needed it. Destroy their heads and they'll be destoryed. Abbygale Greentooth"
Danny put the book in his pocket and looked around the corner to see if any of them were around the corner. When he saw none he continued around the corner and dodged just in time to see a puff of blue air come out of his mouth. He jumped out of the way just as a bomb head attacked him. He shot at it's head but missed and had to dodge again before taking the creature out. The bomb heads were getting easier to target and, once Danny started to get used to the pattern of their attack, which was going straight on, easier to dodge as well.
Danny looked around and saw an old book with golden lettering on it. It was a book of nursery rythms. He wondered what a book like this was doing in a place like this for moment then turned away from it and continued walking down the hall. It was deserted for now, lucky for Danny, except for a few old looking paintings. His ghost sense suddenly went off but he didn't understand why until something hit his injured side and sent him crashing into a painting. Ten sharp somethings were digging into his arms holding him against it. He looked to his right and left and determined that they were nails. He used his ectoplasmic blast to knock the hands away and he dropped to the floor.
"What the hell was that?" He looked at the paintings and saw the hands disappear into the framed pictures. He didn't have time to open the book and see what they were. He was too busy dodging the hands that seemed to come from other paintings. He shot the frames down and destoryed the works of art. It seemed to do the trick. Danny stood up and continued walking but stopped and turned around just in time to dodge five sharp objects that could have impailed him on the spot. Unluky for him, one had grazed his injured shoulder and caused the wound to open a little. "Damn! I thought that had worked." He opened the book quickly, but that was a mistake because the book was torn to shreds by a bomb heads hand.
Danny had just dodged the creature when one of the paintings hands pushed it's way through his leg. He pulled his leg away, the damage healing quickly enough for him to run away to find some ground on which to fight. Soon enough he came to an empty caffeteria and fire at the bomb head. The floating potraits were charred to burnt ash. Danny fired at them again, completely destroying them to nothing but rubble. Soon creatures stepped out of the ash. They looked like a human, deformed and beaten. Their eyes hung limply out of their eye sockets and they had pieces of wood impailing them through the chest and abdomen area. Danny deemed these creatures Hunchbacks as their backs were hunched. He jumped onto a table to dodge their claw like nails and just missed being pulled off and thrown into a wall by the table he was standing on. The thing he had been standing on looked more like deformed human, it's limbs twisted in all different directions.
He tried to dodge but it didn't seem work. In his haste he failed to notice another one make a speedy attack and wrap itself around his body. Its twisted legs were wrapped around his waste and it's arms were wrapped around his neck. They were chocking him. He fired at it and knocked it off but soon another five of them appeared. These were deemed Crawlers because of their speed and choke like grip. He twisted away from four more of them and was backed into wall. He fired none stop at the creatures and managed to stop them. Unfourntunatly, they only stopped for a moment before they started rushing foreward. Danny quickly took the offensive and fired at the hunchbacks shoulders. They screamed in pain and he heard the sickening crack of bones in the body. It made him want to throw up but he continued to hit their shoulders. They fell to the ground and lay there, still.
The situation got worse as the crawlers came closer. He threw up his ghost shield quickly. They couldn't reach him. He had to make a distraction or he was going to die in that moment. He took his ghost shield down and fired at them rapidly again. He was getting tired and knew he was going to have to find somewhere safe to go. The crawlers flew across the room and screamed in agony as they hit the wall. Danny heard the snap of bones again and watched as their bodys became more deformed. He fired at one of them and almost fainted when one of their arms fell off. He seperated each of their limbs off their bodys. They all let out agonizing screams before disappearing into acid. The floor melted away from the deadly liquid.
Danny fell to the ground and through up. He placed his hands on the ground, his breathing coming out in pants. "Damn." He looked up and saw more of those crawlers appear. He did to each of them what he did with the others and stood up. "I have to get everyone out of here."
Are you getting tired my cute little ghost boy? Danny didn't reply but instead kept walking toward the caffeteria doors. His leg had fully healed, for that Danny was thankful. What? Are you not talk-a-tive anymore?
"Where are you keeping my family and friends?"
Don't you mean your family, friends and girlfriend? Danny blushed but pushed it away, not finding it the right time to blush and especially from someone who had kidnapped your family and friends. You like her! You like her alot! Danny frowned a bit then sighed.
"So what if I like Sam in that way?" Danny hit himself in the head. He had just given the voice in his head a chance to get to him.
YAY! Danny frowned, her inthusiasm was a little disturbing for someone who didn't know a lot about you. And if you lose...her voice changed and became deeper and darker. It was as if her spirit had switched to a vengval spirit. If you lose this game I...Danny was afraid for the finish of the sentence but also, he seemed to know how it would end ...get to kill her. Danny stopped walking and looked around. Now you listen.
"What do you want?"
I want you to listen to me. That's all. As for what I want...I want something simple.
"You call this simple?" Danny asked angrily.
I'm not the one talking to myself and I'm not the one fighting the souls that inhabit this place, am I? With that she left Danny all alone in the school. He curled his hand into a fist in frustration and continued on ahead.
"Well Fenton, this is the only way you're going to save the people you care about." He sighed again and touched his shoulder, "Damn! It's still bleeding. At least it's not as bad."
"Do you always talk to yourself?"
I hope you liked this newest chapter! It really was hard to write. I do have a bit of a surprise for all of you in the next chapter though. You'll just have to wait and see.