Author's Notes:

Ok, the next installment that came with the original. Please, unless your hands were removed in some freak accident, review if you read this! It would so make my life easier (don't ask). If you don't like it, and you can be polite about it, also comment. I would like critique. Thankies!

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Cursings

First Stanza

"So, why is it that we're going down to the bus station?" Tucker was sulking, his hand shoved in his pockets as Sam walked ahead of him and Danny. He turned to his friend with a childish sulkiness, and Danny shrugged in return. Neither was happy with being dragged away from their gaming consuls on such a wonderful Saturday afternoon. And Danny was still recovering from the close call with Plasmius three months ago. Sam rolled her eyes and turned to face the malcontent boys.

"Because I have to pick my cousin up at the station. She's going to be staying with my family for awhile, and my mom wanted me to pick her up." Danny's shoulders drooped and he gave his friend a despairing look.

"So what do you need us there for? Moral support?" Sam stopped and smiled at him, a little impishly, and poked the red oval on the front of his white shirt.

"No, Glyn is my favorite cousin. We grew up together. Before I moved here, she was my best friend. At the reunions, we always hang out together and laugh at the other cousins." Danny threw his hands up in the air as Tuckered muttered horrible things unintelligibly to himself. They were walking through Amityville, and the Saturday sun shown down upon the fair spring weather.

"Then what do you need us for?" Sam's smile disappeared as she turned to look at Danny and Tucker a little sheepishly. Pulling on the hem of her black and green plaid skirt, Sam looked up at Danny, her expression pleading and shamefaced.

"Because I didn't tell her about the Ghosts around here, and I didn't want anything bad to happen to her." Danny looked at her, unbelieving. Amityville was the home of the Fenton Ghost portal, and therefore the home of the highest concentration of Ghosts than anywhere else in the U.S.

"You didn't tell her that Amityville is now the Ghost capitol of the world? Or that, on a daily basis, we get attacked by ectoplasmic monsters? And what if she sees me Going-Ghost? How do we know we can trust her?" He glared at Sam. "I can't believe you didn't tell her!"

"I didn't want to scare her! She's already messed up since her grandfather died. Her mom, dad, and older brother are going up to Maine to take care of her grandma. She doesn't need to be freaked about Ghosts too! And Glyn's my cousin; I'd trust her with my life." Tucker stepped between his fighting friends, and pointed ahead of them.

"Um, guys? We're here." Both Danny and Sam's faces snapped around as they saw that they were indeed inside the bus terminal. The building was old but surprisingly well cared for. The twin pillars that stood at the entrance were done in a faintly roman style, and the interior was supposed to look like grand central station on a miniature, scale with an open air ceiling. Giving one final glare at Danny, Sam looked up at the posted arrival times.

"Good, Glyn's bus will be arriving in just few moments. No more talking about Ghosts, unless you want to be the one to tell her." Sam began to walk briskly towards the disembarking station. Turning to Tucker, Danny sighed and shrugged his shoulders.

"We'd best follow her, or we'll never hear the end of it." Shoving his hands in his pockets, he followed Sam sullenly. Tucker pulled out his new PDA, and muttered under his breath.

"This is going to end badly, I just know it."

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"So, you said that you're cousin and you always hung out. Does that mean she's like you?" They were at the unloading area, where Danny was leaning on a support and Tucker was sitting at the curb. Sam, sitting on a metal bench, looked away from the bus that was pulling up and at Danny.

"What do you mean?" Danny scratched his head, mussing his already wild hair even more, and looked at Sam a little hesitantly.

"You know; is she a Goth?" Sam looked at him blankly for a moment, then started to laugh. She continued to laugh for almost a minute, then noticed the embarrassed and agitated expression on Danny's face.

"You'll see in a minute, Danny." The doors on the bus opened, and a mass of people spilled out. It was amazing that so many people could fit into such a small space. Trying to both keep out of the way and find a person they'd never seen before, Danny and Tucker weaved through the crowd. Sam, standing on the bench, suddenly jumped off and rushed to the rear-most door, her black hair whipping in the wind.

"Glyn! Glyn!" Sam tackle-hugged a person, hiding them from sight. Tucker and Danny were pushed to the back of the crowd, and it was only after some shoving that they made their way back to Sam. Coming closer, all they could hear of the visitor was an over joyous voice.

"Hey, Sam! It's been awhile. I've missed you!" Separating from the hug, Sam escorted her cousin to Danny and Tucker. Her violet eyes were bright, and Sam was obviously anticipating their reaction.

"Guys, this is my cousin Glyn." Glyn was a mite taller than Sam, her head a mere inch above her cousin's. She had soft pale brown hair that fell to her shoulders in light layers. Her grey eyes were bright, and she smiled at them all. Tugging lightly at her pale blue v-neck short sleeved shirt, she extended a hand to Danny and Tucker.

"Hello, and as Sam has said my name's Glyn. I just want to apologize for messing up her life; I can tell you two aren't real happy with me just appearing and throwing things out of kilter." Her frank apology caught Tucker off guard. Danny reached out and shook her hand, his smile a bit sheepish and repentant.

"It's Ok. By the way, I'm Danny, and the guy with all the gadgets is Tucker." Glyn nodded, her smile growing a fraction bigger as she nodded politely to the geeky science whiz.

"Yeah, Sam's told me a lot about you. Ever since we got our computers, we've been e-mailing and IM-ing each other. Keeps us in the loop. But I've got to get by bags. I'll be back in a minute or two." Throwing them a wave, she began to walk back towards the bus.

"So, what do you think of her? Still think she's a Goth?" Sam nudged Danny in his ribs with her elbow, mischievously grinning at him. He smiled back and looked back at Glyn.

"She doesn't seem the type that you'd become buds with, Sam. She almost looks like a popular." Sam shrugged and fiddled with her shirt. She wasn't really comfortable actually talking about her cousin behind her back. Literally. But she responded anyway. Sam owed Danny at least an explanation.

"Glyn's really smart. When we were little, she didn't have time to play with the less intelligent of our cousin's. I didn't like that Barbie wore pink. So, when we met, we hit it off." Tucker perked up at this, and smiled slightly.

"So, a real nerd, right?" Sam smiled back at his sweet enthusiasm, but shook her head and motioned towards her cousin.

"Glyn has been taking karate since she was eight. She doesn't play any sports, but she did reach black-belt last year. Recently, she's been helping out with the kids classes. Helps her wind down, she says." Glyn, now encumbered with a duffle bag and four suitcases, smiled at the trio.

"We'll, I'm all set. Are we ready to head off?" Her duffle bag, hanging off her shoulder, began to slip and Glyn had to quickly reposition it. This triggered her knock into the suitcases, causing them all to fall, and in trying to catch them she lost the duffle bag. By the time she gave up trying to save face, she turned to the hysterical Sam Danny and Tucker. They were laughing so hard that Glyn couldn't help but join in. Sam grabbed the suitcases, and moving towards the boys, she forcefully shoved two into each boy's arms. This caused a stop to the laughter as they realized how heavy the bags were.

"Snap! Glyn, what are you carrying in these things? Bricks?" Sam shouldered the duffle and laughed at Tuckers outburst. It was understood that he didn't like anything at all physically taxing.

"If I know my cousin, you're close. They're likely to be books. Now, lets go, I've got a feeling Glyn will be waltzing circles around us poor, weak folk" Glyn was indeed already ahead of them, running to the entrance.

She waited by the doorway for them, hands on hips, smiling brightly and head inclined in a silent query. "What took you so long? Those bags don't weigh that much!" Danny looked a bit perturbed, a slight sheen on his forehead.

"Maybe to a karate expert like you! This is really tiring my arms." Glyn, still grinning, moved over to where Danny had stopped and put down the bags. He massaged his arms, grimacing at their tightness. Moving next to him, she picked up the suitcases, showing him how to do it.

"Oh, you're doing it all wrong. If you slouch, you're putting all the strain on your shoulders and neck. Try standing straight, and spread your feet a little more." He did, and although he tried not to show it, he saw an improvement.

"Yeah, that's a little better. How'd you know?" Glyn shrugged and sheepishly tucked her hands in her jean pockets. Rocking back on her feels, she glanced up, her cheeks pink with happiness and delighted embarrassment.

"Same way I'm good at karate. I try to keep balance in my motions, efficiency with style. Everything in life is balance, be it centering on a fixed point of balance, or the balancing amount of two opposite quantities. Yin and Yang, strength and intelligence, center of gravity, that stuff." Shrugging again, Glyn looked down at her shoes and jogged a bit ahead of her cousin and friends, taking in the scenery of Amityville.

Walking out of the station, Sam smiled at Danny coyly. "Man, she must really be desperate to fit in. You've seen both her smart and strong sides in one half hour."

"Is that really so rare?" They were walking faster now, with both Danny and Tucker using Glyn's recommendation. The houses of the Amity Estates, large and spread out, peeked through the wrought iron gate. Sam looked ahead at her cousin as they got out of the suburbs and into the city, a slight sadness permeating her glance.

"Yeah, it's really odd. She must be lost in with this new world foisted on her. But come on, we'll lose her."

As they sped up to catch their erstwhile companion, they didn't see that atop a building rested a figure with binoculars held to his eyes. His ghastly green hair flamed gently, and the dark grey of his body was home to many gadgets whizzing and burring. Looking down at his wrist, he began to speak.

"Entry on Ghost Boy, a.k.a the hlafa, 11.2, noted under capture. In order to battle and capture the Ghost child, I will attack unidentified female human, noted as female two. As seen before in attempted captures of male one and female one, subject attacks with force intensified by anger." Grimacing, Skulker poked the PDA attached to his arm. It caused as many problems as it solved.

"But if lesser known female is attacked, then there should therefore be a lessened response from target." And, after a moment of thought, he scratched his chin and shrugged offhandedly. "Besides, he might need company. I'll nab female two as well. The other one is just too feisty." Standing, he extended the gliding wings and flew down to the street below.

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The gang was walking a few feet behind Glyn, who was happily leering at the town's many smashed buildings. Danny didn't have the heart to tell her eager face that he had caused quite a few of those damages.

"So, we're heading to your house?" Sam nodded and shrugged the duffle bag higher on her shoulder.

"Yeah. I want to get Glyn all unpacked before my parents run down to the school. Her paperwork came in Friday, and they wan to hurry up and get her enrolled." Tucker, who had been ignoring the conversation entirely, grimaced.

"Now she's going to be going to school with us? When did this happen? I thought she would just be staying a week or two! Not long enough to start school here!" Sam glared at him, her voice dark.

"What do you want her to do? Her parents are going to be staying the year out at her grandma's house. Her brother's in college. She can't afford to miss an entire year of high school!"

As they argued it out, Glyn walked ahead of them, looking about. Her grey eyes sparkled in the early afternoon light, and she took in the sights. Amityville was not as big as her hometown, but it had a better inner-city area. Glyn could already tell there would be at least one mall, and a few mom-and-pop stored where the prices were low and the stuff often cool.

"I should have visited Sam a long time ago. This place seems… interesting, to say the least." she whispered.

"'Interesting' is the least of your concerns, human female." Glyn stopped abruptly to see a landing Skulker. Sam, surprised into silence for a second, suddenly yelled.

"Danny, do something! He's going to get Glyn!" Skulker landed three feet away from Glyn and began to reach for her with one still partially intangible hand.

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Bum bum BUM! horor movie scream No, Glyn, don't go in there! random popcorn hits computer screen Hee hee, I have to have a laugh now and then. So, suspense, and ED hasn't even shown up yet! Owww... scary!