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Ch.4 Uninvited Guest
Danny tossed and turned in his bed at one in the morning, sweat beat down from his forehead. His face contorted with pain and fear. He began to moan and groan when suddenly without warning he shot up and let out a scream. He looked around at his surroundings wildly. Wondering for a moment where he was, that's when he finally calmed down. He breathed in and out, an attempt to calm himself and he laid back down.
"Calm down Danny, it was just a nightmare no need to freak out." He told himself.
After that he tried to go back to sleep, he tossed and turned for a couple of minutes before giving up.
"I need a glass of water, I'm dehydrated." He thought.
Standing out of his bed, he clumsily walked inside his bathroom and grabbed a wrapped glass that was close to the sink. Ripping off the plastic, he turned on the faucet and placed the glass under the flowing liquid. When it was full he pulled it out and drank deeply, when he was finished he let out a satisfied sigh and set the glass down. He turned off the bathroom lights and headed back to bed when he heard a knock at his door. Surprised that someone would disturb him at this hour he approached the door and whispered,
"Who is it?"
"It's me Danny let me in." Sam's voice responded.
Danny was shocked; he never expected that Sam would be awake at this hour. Nevertheless he calmly opened his door and allowed his best friend to step in. Sam was dressed in pajamas similar to Danny's except they were night black.
"A goth to the end." Danny thought slyly.
"Thanks." She said turning to him.
Danny shut and locked his door behind her. Sam took a seat on a chair that was close to Danny's bed, she sat facing him. Danny looked at her features, Sam's body was quivering and her face was unusually pale. Danny grew frightened when he saw this.
"Sam my god what's the matter?" He asked walking towards her.
Sam looked up at him and responded, "Your going to think I'm acting like a girly girl if I told you."
"That's not true." Danny said as he pulled up a chair and sat next to her, "You know you can talk to me about anything."
Sam looked at Danny for a second then her face slowly stooped down towards the floor. She slowly placed both of her hands on her lap. Sensing that Sam was going to keep herself Danny carefully placed his hand on hers, which was now shaking.
"What is it?" He asked her softly.
Sam looked up at him with her beautiful violet eyes, "I had this dream." She managed to mutter.
Danny now noticed that her hand was shaking more violently now, he began to stroke it. And sure enough this began to calm her down.
"Was it a nightmare?" He asked.
Sam slowly nodded her head.
"Care to talk about it?" He asked her softly.
Sam nodded and responded nervously, "I had this dream that you were fighting Vlad all over again."
Danny nodded his head, "Good and what else?" He encouraged.
Sam continued on, "You were fighting Vlad, I was standing a distance away from you, cheering you on. You ended up beating him when suddenly…"
Sam stopped and her violet eyes grew dark, sensing something was wrong Danny placed his hand on her shoulder.
"What is it?" He asked calmly, "What happened after that?"
She stared into his eyes, "Something came out of the darkness and ripped you to pieces, I was standing right there watching you being eaten by something in the shadows. I tried to help you but I couldn't reach you."
Danny snickered when he heard this, "That's it?" He teased.
Suddenly Sam's eyes turned from pale to angry. She slapped Danny's hand away from hers. Danny shocked looked up at her.
"It isn't funny Danny!" She screamed. "You were being ripped to shreds and I was going to watch you die."
Realizing what she had just said she placed one hand over her face and she began to cry. Danny could hear her calling his name through her sobs. Silently her reached for her hand once more. He gently pulled it from her face and he gazed into her eyes, which glistened with tears. He allowed his fingers to intertwine with hers.
"It's alright Sam." He said to her soothingly. "I'm not going anywhere I promise, I will always be here to protect you and Tucker."
Sam stared at him for a moment, "Do you promise?" She asked him.
Danny smiled warmly when he heard this, "Yeah Sam I promise."
The darkness from Sam's eyes faded and she smiled at Danny who smiled back. Their eyes both shined with love and happiness. Snapping out of her daydream Sam realized that they were holding hands and blushed.
"Uh Danny do you think I could have my hand back now?" She asked.
"Uh oh yeah! Sorry about that Sam!" Danny replied releasing his hand from hers.
"It's alright." She said to him warmly.
She found herself smiling at him once again before turning to his clock.
"Oh gosh one thirty! I better get going!" She said as she got out of her chair and headed for the door.
Before she reached the door she turned to him, "See you Danny and thanks." She told him before opening the door and stepping out in the hallway. Danny caught a glimpse of her smiling before she shut the door. When she was gone Danny yawned and put the chairs back in place.
"Now that she's gone maybe now I can get some sleep." He told himself when he got into bed and pulled the covers over him.
He closed his eyes and got settled in. Suddenly Danny heard a strange noise coming from the far corner of the room. At first it sounded like the faucet that was until he realized it sounded like something more metallic. As if someone was flipping a quarter.
"What's the sound?" He said aloud as he stood up and looked around.
At first he couldn't see anything because he was so groggy. It wasn't until he rubbed his eyes did he get a clear vision of his surroundings. He looked across the room and found himself frozen and terror. There was the same guy that he saw at the airport standing by his door! It was the same guy dressed in the gangland tuxedo and fedora hat, he was flipping a coin and was puffing on his cigar when he looked up at Danny and grinned.
"No." Danny cried in disbelief, "This has to be another dream a nightmare! There's no way I got rid of all the ghosts in the world!"
With inhuman speed the creature rushed towards Danny, and before he knew it his face was only inches apart from his. Danny was speechless; he was staring at what had to be the most grotesque looking face he had ever seen! Like his suit the creatures face was skeletal like Skulker's but it was pitch black and fangs were visible in his mouth. Scars ran along his cheeks and bullet wounds were visible. But the worst part of his face was his eyes; they glowed red with inhuman malice and evil. The creature took the cigar out of its mouth and puffed smoke into Danny's face. Danny gagged when the foul smog covered his face.
"This ain't no dream kid I'm real." The creature hissed.
Danny gasped he had an old time mobster accent.
"Who are you and what do you want?" Danny demanded.
The figure grinned demonically, "My real name is Howard Twistenelli, but my friends call me Scourge." He croaked.
"What are you doing here, and how did you get out of the portal?" Danny demanded, his voice growing stern.
"Easy mister Fenton." Scourge mocked.
Danny gasped when he heard him call him by his name. Scourge grinned when he saw Danny.
"Yeah that's right I know your name and I know your friends as well, Samantha Manson and Tucker what's his name." Scourge hissed.
"How do you know me and my friends?" Danny shouted.
Smiling Scourge popped the cigar back into his mouth and put his hands in his pocket.
"I've been following you for quite some time mister Fenton. I know all about you." Scourge replied honestly.
"What do you want?" Danny asked again.
"So many questions so little answers." Scourge replied slyly.
"I mean it start talking or else!" Danny threatened his eyes glowing green.
Scourge simply looked down at Danny and grinned, "Or else what? You'll get so pissed that you'll activate your powers and me and you will fight and you'll expose your secrets to others? I very much doubt that you want that kind of attention mister Fenton." Scourge told him.
Realizing that he was right Danny unwillingly deactivated his ghost powers.
"That's a good boy." Scourge mocked taking another puff of his cigar.
When he was finished Scourge looked back down at Danny and stared at him with gentle eyes.
"You know kid you and I are a lot alike even if you don't realize it." He told him.
"What do you mean." Danny asked in a curious tone.
"Thought you'd never ask." Scourge replied, suddenly he reached into his pocket and threw a crumbled piece of paper on the bed alongside Danny.
"Tomorrow you will be going to that museum, I want you to meet me on the rooftop on that same building at midnight exact and not a minute more. There we'll get to know each other a little better and discuss your future." Scourge sneered before taking one last puff on his cigar and disappearing in the darkness.
Danny eyes were wide with fright, this specter knew him and his friends. It took him a couple of seconds to notice the paper that Scourge had thrown down beside him. His hands shaking he grabbed it and opened it. His eyes skimmed through the text before Danny finally sighed and threw the paper on the floor. The crumbled paper landed on the floor and unfolded it read in blood red letters- The Museum Of Dark History Hours 9:00am-11:30pm, Come At Your Own Free Will!
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