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Ch.15 Spying…Kinda

Beast Boy who had assumed the form of a wolf, carefully patrolled the roof of the tower. It had been a brutal evening, on watch for Danny he lifted his head to sniff the air. When he spotted something black and white flying through the air. Danny landed on the rooftop beside him, Beast Boy returned to his human state.

"So what did I miss?" Danny asked.

"Not much," Beast Boy replied, "We haven't been able to find any leads on the specters that took Raven, when they burnt the museum whatever clues to their whereabouts were taken with them."

"I think I might have a lead," Danny said.

Beast Boy's eyes widened, "Really? What is it?"

Danny diverted his eyes, "trust me, you're not going to like it."

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"Whaooo!" Jack screamed at the top of his lungs as he loaded the last of the equipment into the Fenton Ghost Assault Vehicle, "Baby, it's been years since we've done this!"

"Just like old times," Maddie added, "Now let's hunt down those ghouls that took our children!"

"Couldn't agree with you more." Jack replied holding the door open for her.

Tucker silently walked up to Jack, "Mister Fenton." He said.

Jack turned to him, "What is it Tucker? We have to go. Danny and Jazz's lives are at stake and we're the only ones that can help them."

"Actually mister Fenton," Tucker said, " I was wondering if I might actually be able to tag along."

"Absolutely not!" Jack answered, "You'd be putting yourself in mortal danger and we won't allow anything to happen to you."

"I know but I'm Danny's best friend and-"

"Tucker, you're not going, and that's final." Jack said.

"Great, how am I supposed to fill Danny in now?" Tucker asked himself walking behind the Fenton Assault Vehicle.

Tucker spotted an open hatch in the back of the vehicles trunk, looking around to see if Jack or Maddie weren't around he climbed onto the back of the assault van and was about to slip himself in when he felt a hand of iron close around his shirt.

"He caught me!" Tucker realized only to see the face of Dash Baxtar.

"What do you want?" Tucker whispered.

"I want to come with you." Dash said simply.

"But why?" Tucker asked.

"I want to make sure that Jazz is safe, like you want to make sure Danny is safe." Dash said in a noble tone.

Tucker weighed his options, if he let Dash in he couldn't talk to Danny fill him in on what his parents were doing. But if he didn't Dash would probably make a scene and expose him.

"There has to be another way," Tucker thought, he spotted the hatch, "perfect."

"Come on Dash, I'll help you up." Tucker said giving him his hand.

Dash stuck his head through the opening when all of a sudden Tucker slammed it down on his skull. Dash moaned and fell forward onto of Tucker, unconscious.

"Not the way I planned it." Tucker thought, "but it worked."

"We'll Lancer we can assure you that you're students will be back safe and sound." Jack reassured the school staff member.

"Thank you mister Fenton and let me know how it goes." Lancer told him before the van drove off with Tucker in the back.

Lancer walked back into the lobby, "Now boys you're friends will be found shor-"He noticed that there was no one sitting on the couches, Tucker and Dash were gone, "Where are they?" Lancer screamed.

Back at Titans Tower

"Testing…testing…" Danny heard Tucker on the walkietalkie, "I'm here Tuck what is it?"

"I'm in the back of your parents Ghost Assault thingie and I'll let you know if something comes up." Tucker said moving about the various ghost equipment silently to get closer to hear the Fenton's talking.

"Aha!" Jack cried triumphantly, "I've found a large ghost presence on radar. It's in the woodlands not too far from the city."

"Danny," Tucker said, "I have something."

"What?" Danny answered.

"They've found a large ghost presence in the forest not too far from the city." Tucker reported.

"Can you be more specific?" Danny asked.

A bloodcurdling howl echoed through the night and something large and heavy fell on top of the vehicle, Jack slammed on the brakes.

"Sweet Marian!" He exclaimed, "What in Sam hill was that?"

The creature moved around on the roof of the vehicle and Tucker picked his communicator.

"Houston," He whispered, "We have a problem."

A grisly claw ripped through the thick metal plating of the modified RV, both the Fenton's screamed.

"Make that a big, hairy problem with foot long claws!" Tucker added.

Savage moved his enormous paw around within the RV, he could smell the delicious aroma of their fear. Licking his chops, it was time to kill.