RV: Sorry, sorry, sorry. Unbelievably, I have had people email me concerning their want to see this story continue. That's not to say that I will be ending it any time soon. There have been dificulties...
Tat: His dad got sued and one of his trees strangled a power line.
RV: Not anything to worry about, though, because we have...insurance!
Tat:Ha, ha, ha! You said insurance!
RV: Now that we all know Tat is still Tat, He has also been gearing up to put up a story of his own.
Tat: Noir! Noir! All hail Noir!
RV: Anime Freak. Yes, anyway, Tat has decided that, because of the lack of stories on the Noir category, he will be authoring one. But...its weird.
Tat: Did you expect anything less?
RV: Never let it be said you lack wit, Tat, because that would mean people are telling the truth, and we can't have that.
Tat: Damn right...Hey!
RV: So, anyway, I've been sick, gotten a college application together, done a report, etc...long story short, I'm going to have to go one haitus...meaning I'm taking a break from writing fanfiction in favor of not failing Physics, English, and Psychology.
Tat: Luckily, he should be done with all of that...what did you call it?
RV: Work. Its called work.
Tat: Right, but since I'm a Jr. and he's a Sr., we don't have the same schedule and I'm able to write more than he is.
RV: You sleep through half your classes.
Tat: But I'm passing them all!
RV: Yes, anyway, Tat's story will involve the anime Noir, which I highly recommend.
Tat: Guns, women, violence, death by neck tie...what more can you ask for?
RV: Other than Noir, it will involve minor characters from Card Captor Sakura, Hellsing, Teen Titans, and will take place in Gotham.
Tat: And I wrote it!
RV: Yes, yes you did, and we should all be very frightened.
Tat: Well, I think we're all done with the announcements, right? Unless you want to tell them about...the dogs.
RV: I'll tell them about the dogs if you tell them about the tomatos.
Tat: We're done then.
RV: For a time atleast, goodbye, I will be maintaining a reader presence on all of Tat's story, but this one will be in hibernation untill...June. Yes, I will begin updating in June. Tat's new story should be up in...about half a month. So...the begining of March.
"Guys, if you don't leave right now, and I'm just warning you, these women are not in a mood to play games," Danny sighed and pulled on his ghostly energy.
Jazz and Sam cut poses and transformed as well. Where there had been normal teens just a moment before, there were now three superheroes. As always, Sam looked exactly like the faeries of yore, only taller. Jazz's blue version of Danny's own suit was a nice offset of the color scheme that Danny used.
Without further banter, Skulker launched himself at Danny, unfolding a small arsenal of weapons from his forearm.
"Power unfold and shield my form," Danny spoke reverently, a green shield emerging and stopping the oncoming fire.
"You've been learning quite a few new tricks…But so have I," Skulker smirked and held out his palm.
Before Danny knew what was happening, some kind of wave ripped through his form. It didn't feel like anything Danny had been hit with before. In fact, if he put his imagination to it, this would probably be what getting hit with his own ghostly wail would feel like. His shield shattered, Danny was shot through the wall of his home and out into the street.
"That was certainly new," Danny commented as he climbed shakily to his feet.
"I'm glad you appreciated it," Skulker smiled as he too appeared in their new battleground. "How about another helping."
"Wall of nightshade," Danny whispered, feeling a new wall form around him even as the blast impacted. The wall of nightshade was his most powerful shield, at least that he could already summon.
The blast shot into his shield and, just for a moment, Danny saw the ecto energy move in a way that was vaguely familiar. Then he was knocked senseless into a wall, but his shield was still up! How had Skulker done it?
That was when something other than Sulker's blasts hit him. He was being bombarded with ecto-waves!
Jazz and Johnny stared each other down. This was familiar, if extremely unpleasant territory for the both of them. Johnny revved his engine once and Jazz focused on forming her gun. Immediately, the Fenton Peeler formed and mounted itself on her wrist.
"Okay kitten, lets see what you've got," Johnny smirked.
"Fuck you," Jazz snarled, "No one can call me that."
"What about your brother? I bet he can call you lots of things," Johnny laughed. If the first comment had rubbed an open wound, the second one had poured acid onto it. In other words, Johnny had done something that was neither intelligent or conducive to his good health.
Jazz fired off several sets of volleys, but Johnny just powered his motorcycle around, dodging them all. That is, until he stopped and shot his hand forward. Jazz knew that signal. It was bad luck time…
Shadow flew out from behind the ghostly biker and towards Jazz, claws outstretched. Jazz smirked. Suddenly she was thankful that Danny had pressed her through all those long training sessions. The instant Shadow moved, Jazz moved with him. After the dozen or so matches with Sam, Jazz knew her moves, and Sam's, like she knew textbooks.
Shadow lashed out with a claw and Jazz pressed her own palm onto Shadows, effectively halting the blow. Her armored right had lashed out with a palm strike. Surprise stunning the bad luck entity, he took the brunt of it and shot outwards, back towards his master. Shadow slammed into Johnny and knocked them both through a wall. Jazz smirked and set chase.
"Why do you not just give up, little magic-wielder. It is the boy whom I have a quarrel with, not you." Technis advised.
"See," Sam said as she hovered in place, "That's the problem. That "boy" is one of the two most important people in my life, so to get through to him, you have to go through me."
"As you wish," Techis sighed and shot out bolts of electricity towards Sam.
"Northern winds, protect me," Sam whispered. The summons was simple, and powerful. Winds whipped up inside the house and deflected all the lightning. For just a moment, the winds had become solid!
"Very well, then try this," Technis taunted.
Sam blinked as the technology themed ghost shot what looked to be CDs at her. "Now this is getting just a bit too stupid," Sam sighed.
"Well," Jack Fenton said as he walked back into the living room. He did not have a pleasant look on his face, but Danny, Jazz, and Sam were in no mood to really care. They had just finished with a massive ghost battle, culminating in Danny blowing out the windows of every house in the next block with a supersonic wave of ectoplasm.
"I want you both to know exactly how much trouble you're in. I will not allow a relationship this disgraceful to occur in my house. From now on, you two will not be allowed to be alone together. Once Jazz goes away for college, the problem will be solved. As for punishment…" Jack trailed off.
Danny sighed and got up, jarring Jack from his tirade. "Well Dad, then we'll be seeing you, bye," Danny offered. Jazz and Sam were standing also, and moving out the door with Danny.
"Hold it! If you go out that door you can't ever come back!" Jack threatened. That should stop them cold, he thought smugly.
Danny looked at him with a my-you're-dumb stare. "We expected that weeks ago. We already have a place to stay and have packed, bye."
Jack blinked. "I mean it, you'll never be able to come back here!"
"Dad," Danny sighed. "No, Mr. Fenton. I want to thank you for being the most neglectful parent imaginable, while still allowing me to live through infancy. Now, I'm going to be taking my leave of you, goodbye."
Jack's mouth dropped open as his children filed out the door.
"Kids?" Maddie asked as the group of teenagers walked away from the Fenton household, bags in hand. Maddie had run out the back entrance, she had something to say.
"Mom?" Jazz asked, moving behind Danny and Sam. What her father had said had been bad enough, she really didn't want to hear it twice in a row.
"Danny, Jazz. I just wanted to say that I love you, and I always will, no matter how many times you surprise me," Maddie said, hugging her two children. She then turned to Sam, who was looking decidedly nervous. "Promise me you'll look after these two?"
Sam smiled and nodded. "Sure…mom?"
Maddie smiled and wrapped Sam in a hug. Pulling away she gave them one last smile.
"I assume you'll be staying at the museum. I'll visit whenever I can and I promise that Jack will never get wind of your alter-egos," Maddie assured them, then walked back to the house.
"That was unexpected," Danny commented as he wiped a few tears away from his eyes. Jazz and Sam did likewise.
"I can live with Dad hating us, as long as mom still loves us, I guess," Jazz smiled.
"On to my parents," Sam sighed. Oddly enough, she was almost excited…