Author's Notes:

Here comes another one... so read on!

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Cursings

Guitar Riff

Glyn stood near the deserted street, her back to her cousin. Ahead of her was none other that Skulker. He was advancing on her, his hands already clawed.

"Come along quietly, human. All I want is the Ghost child. If you're good, though, I might just take you as a pet-" he was cut off in a most unpleasant fashion.

Glyn had not just stood there listening to this. She was a karate black-belt, after all. Regaining her senses and her movement, she had shifted her body into the 'attack ready' position that she had practiced for hours at a time. As he was finishing his small monologue, she moved very quickly and gave him a swift high kick that should have hit his collar bone. On a normal human he would have crumpled, allowing for a swift jab to the stomach and an elbow to the neck, incapacitating the attacker.

But unluckily for Glyn, Skulker had still been intangible. Ignoring the blow altogether, he continued to move as though nothing had happened at all. Glyn, thrown off balance by her missed attack, was forced to follow through and she unceremoniously fell through the Ghost's form.

As she past through him, there was a great ringing in her ears, a sound that disoriented her. She hit the ground hard, trying to stop that horrid sound instead of her fall. Before she could right herself, Skulker had grabbed hold of the back of Glyn's shirt. She was pulled up and swung around, facing her cousin and Sam's friends. But she didn't see them; her eyes were closed tight and she was holding onto her ears, trying to stop the horrid sound.

"What have you done to her?" Sam exploded, Tucker and Danny holding onto her arms to stop the attack she was bound to try. Danny knew he should go Ghost, but they were in the middle of town, and besides, what would they do if Glyn saw that he was part Ghost…?

"Nothing permanent, human. She's suffering from a mild sonic blast to her brain. It should clear up soon. But that's of no matter. I want the Ghost boy!" At this, he shook Glyn slightly. "I'm willing to make a trade. The Ghost boy for this human female." Sam looked over at Danny, her violet eyes reaching to his blue. Why did everything always turn out this way? Lowering her head, Sam desperately hoped for a good ending to this even as Danny clenched his fists in rebellious defeat.

Glyn opened her eyes a crack. Her ears still rang, but one of the things she had learned from her karate classes with the children was discipline. She didn't really understand all this, the sound still reverberating off the sides of her skull, but she knew that she had to get away. Self preservation met with will; Glyn was going to escape.

Sam, looking at her cousin, suddenly saw a change come over the other girl. Glyn loosened her hold on her ears and forced her body to tense slightly, keeping her mind and instincts in control. Sam had seen Glyn do this before her karate championships; a focusing technique. One that had gotten her second place and lost her first. Leaning toward Tucker, she whispered to him quietly, eyes never leaving her cousin.

"Tell this to Danny. On my mark, attack Skulker. Glyn can escape, but he'll need to be the one to defeat him and lock him up in the Fenton Thermos." Tucker nodded, and motioned Danny to listen. He relayed the information, and Danny looked at Sam. Seeing his friend's confidence in his abilities, Danny nodded curtly and got into position.

Suddenly, Glyn moved. Allowing her upper body to completely relax, she swung her legs back to catch Skulker behind the knee. Although it didn't injure him, it shocked him enough to release hold of her shirt. Using his knee as a spring board, Glyn vaulted away, hitting the cement and sliding on her unprotected hands and forearms.

"Now!" While Glyn was still recovering from both fall and the return of the ringing, Danny transformed into the Phantom. The glowing green ring of light hurriedly passed over his body, changing white tee-shirt and jeans to the unforgettable silver-and-black suit of the famous Danny Phantom.

"Come on, Skulker, are you ready to pick on someone your own size?" Flinging himself at the Ghost, Danny started his attack. Sam followed him, leaving behind a very miffed Tucker.

Glyn shook her head, the impact still ringing in her ears. She gradually became aware that her arms and hands were badly scraped, the blood pooling at the lager gashes and then dripping down her arms. She barely noticed the fight going on mere feet away from her, so acute was the disorientation.

"Glyn, are you all right?" Looking up, she haw Sam kneeling beside her, her cousin's eyes reflecting with the light sheen of worry. Smiling wanly, Glyn propped herself up on her mostly undamaged elbows.

"I've been worse, but not much. Come on, what's with the crying? I'll be ok, in a bit." Raising one hand, she put it to her forehead. "The worst of it isn't even the scratches, it's this headache. I swear, it's messing me up, I'm even delusional. I could have sworn that the white haired Ghost looked like your friend Danny."

There was a sudden yell and both girls looked up. Danny took a direct hit to the stomach and was thrown headlong into a wall. Skulker was using his glider gear, and he sent out blast after blast of his cannon. Sam cringed as Danny took another hit, this time to his shoulder. Although Danny always got roughed up when fighting, it still hurt her to see him in pain.

"Um, Sam? I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but wouldn't it be safer for you and Glyn to escape while you can?" Tucker too now watched the fight that neither of them could help in. Looking down, he made a very obvious motion to Glyn. It was evident he thought that they should leave in order to protect Danny's secret.

"Um, I guess you're right. Come on, Glyn. Let's go!" She lifted at her cousin's shoulders gently, easing her up. Glyn's knees shook slightly, the scratched flesh around the wounds pink and sore. Glyn gritted her teeth but stood up, trying to stop her trembling.

Danny curled away from another blast, barely getting out of the strike area. Brushing a chunk of white hair out of his glowing green eyes, he focused on his attacker. Skulker's palm pilot was the key to this, he knew, but Danny couldn't figure out a way to use that to his advantage.

Suddenly, and idea flared in him. Glyn's word from earlier that morning echoed in his ears now. '...centering on a fixed point of balance...' Pulling himself up from the rubble, Danny quickly formulated a plan. Flinging himself into the air, he darted headlong at Skulker.

The Ghost in question got ready to fire at the halfa, lining his sight up with Danny's insignia. But, just as Danny got into range, the boy flicked out of the scopes sight. Grimacing slightly, Skulker turned to follow the human's movements.

Danny flung himself off his course, and instead curved to Skulker's right. This done, he flew straight up, then to the left, and down. Staying just one step ahead of the ecto-cannon, Danny flitted and rushed about Skulker.

"Stand still, human! I cannot shoot you when you are moving about!" Skulker was already feeling some of the dizziness of following the Ghost-child's movements. Danny, grinning, fully circled the disoriented Ghost.

"Can't keep up, you piece of scrap?" As Skulker jerked about, trying to align his weapon, he didn't see Danny's quick plunge coming. Danny dived straight down at Skulker, and hurriedly, he typed something on the palm pilots key pad.

beep beep beep! The palm pilot's alarm went off just as Danny got out of range. Looking down at the screen, Skulker's face was fed up and deject at the same time.

"I am really starting to hate purple back gorillas." And without ado, he was flown out of the square and in the direction of the library.

Sam, Tucker and Glyn all stood watching the end of the battle. Sam's face flitted from smug to worry to something more complex than either of those emotions. Tucker stuck with the smug, and Glyn's face was analytical and unreadable. Floating down, Danny had to remind himself not to return to human form.

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