I'm so sorry guys that this has taken so long. Between writer's block, computer problems, and the usual homework, I haven't been able to sit down and write this out. .
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. You know the drill.
Extra side note. Ahh, I hurt my foot and now I'm in a cast for the next two weeks. Owwie. T-T
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Vlad continued to float silently back and forth in front of the idiot. Occasionally pausing, smirking over at Jack, before continuing his floating. Meanwhile, Jack's eyes followed his once friend, an object he had drawn from his back pocket held tightly in his big hands.
'Please get here soon.' The orange clad man thought to himself before his thoughts were cut off by a snap from Vlad.
"It shouldn't be taking this long, Jack. Don't tell me your son has inherited more stupidity from you than I thought." Vlad was never a patient man.
"Don't speak of my son that way!" Jack's anger at the situation evident in his normally carefree voice.
"Because you'll do what, my fat old friend?" The sarcasm was clear.
'I seem to remember kicking your butt once a few months back,' Jack thought dryly.
Suddenly, a vulture burst through the ceiling in a craze of ghostly feathers and flew as quickly as it could to his master as it regained control of its flight. "They have arrived." It said, before it was blasted back again, followed by the simultaneous appearance of Danny out of thin air in the middle of the room, his arms still in front of him, and the Fenton RV flying through the side wall and coming to a stop as Maddie slammed on the brakes and jumped out, an ecto gun already charged and aimed at Vlad's head.
"Ahhh… You're arrived," Vlad's sickly sweet covered tone and pasted on smile spoke, as he split himself in three, one staying next to Jack, the other two flying toward Danny and Maddie.
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"Jazz… Can't you drive any faster?" Sam practically screamed from the back of Jazz's red convertible.
"You want to police on our tail? I'm not my father Sam!" Jazz snapped.
"Ladies… Calm down-"
"Tucker…" Sam growled.
A few minutes before hand, Team Phantom had been called for backup, the hurry evident.
'TUCKER!' Had come Danny's relieved voice through the phone.
'What is it man?' Tucker questioned, his eyes going wide.
'I need you, Sam, and Jazz at the warehouse on South and 3rd, PRONTO!' Danny's voice was rushed, and he let out a small gasp as his mom turned a corner.
'Where are you?' It was Sam asking, she had grabbed the phone from Tucker. ('HEY!')
'JUST GO!' Danny screamed. 'And bring all every ghost hunting gear you can!... Plasmius's got dad!'
And with that the phone call had ended, leading the duo to grab Jazz out of the middle of her therapy secession with Spike ('We were so close to a breakthrough!'). As the three jumped into Jazz's car and sped off in the direction Danny had told them.
In what seemed too long for the three of them, they pulled up to the correct warehouse and were just observing the huge hole in the wall from Fenton RV's entrance when a vulture flew across the street in front of them.
"I guess we have the right place." Tucker said with a laugh as Sam jumped from the car, Fenton Thermos in hand, as she sucked the bird inside.
"Come on, we'll sneak in the back." Jazz suggested in a low voice as she reached into her bag, pulling out the Fenton Peeler.
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Maddie ducked into a crouch, before sticking up a foot and kicking another vulture ghost.
"Oi! What's with the kicking?" The ghost snapped.
Suddenly a punch came up, hitting the bird in the nose and sending it to the floor. The red haired woman was about to finish the bird off before she was hit in the back and sent forward. Turning into a roll to soften the blow, she landing into a low crouch, gun already held out in front of her. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at Vlad. "Let my husband go, Vlad."
Vlad faked deep thought before replying, "No. See, there are three things in my life I haven't gotten, the packers, you, my dear, and your son. And the killing of the idiot would simply be a plus."
"You really are a shallow man, Vlad."
Vlad smiled, "Maybe, but, I'll soon be a happy, shallow man."
Maddie shot Vlad, who raised a red barrier in front of him.
Across the room, Danny fought another Vlad.
"My boy, don't you see, your world has crashed around you, stop fighting it."
Danny sneered, "You know Vlad, you should leave the reverse psychology to Spectra. She is more convincing." He dodged an ecto-blast, responding with one of his own.
Vlad also dodged the blast, with a smile, "you can't even fight well, Daniel. You're too weak." The emphasis on the last word purposeful.
Danny's eyes shone, "I don't care."
"That's where you're wrong, you do care." Vlad shot forward, gripping Danny and the throat and holding him tight against the wall. The ghost boy struggled against the grip, though it didn't do much good, his energy was low as it was. "I'll give you one more chance Daniel."
Out behind the warehouse, Sam and Jazz, already on the top of a pile of boxes, standing next to a closed window, helped pull Tucker up with them.
"Isn't this too easy?" Tucker questioned.
Just then a vulture appeared above their heads.
"You had to ask, didn't you?" Sam's eyebrows rose as she lifted the Fenton Thermos before her.
The vulture dove, knocking the thermos out of Sam's hand, but another hand gripped out of nowhere before the vulture could get away, slamming it into the wall. The vulture blinked at the owner of the hand. "Bye now," Jazz taunted, having the Fenton Peeler already activated. A beam shot out, and cracks appeared all over the bird before its layers began to fall away, feathers floating in the air around them.
"At least you're better with the Peeler than the thermos." Sam opened a window, crawling through, Tucker tight on her heels.
Jazz smiled as she deactivated the suit, before realizing the full connotation of that comment, "Hey!" She whispered sternly, following the two.
The trio landed quietly behind a pile of boxes, peering around and surveying the scene.
"Alright," Jazz spoke up first, taking the lead, "Here's what we'll do."
"What is it with Fenton's and taking control in these situations?"
Sam punched him in the arm, "Are you ever serious!"
Jack, still being watched by the last Vlad clone, began to try and position his hands, waiting for the opportune moment. Suddenly, Vlad turned on Jack, "You see how futile it is, Jack?"
"No."
"Of course you wouldn't, idiot that you are." Vlad's hand charged up for a blasting, holding it close to Jack's face. "This situation grows tiring quickly."
Then, out of a shadow's to Vlad's left, a flying object came out of nowhere, striking Vlad's hand with surprisingly good accuracy.
"Technology can never let me down!" Came a cry from the same shadow.
Just then, Jack's foot came up, hitting Vlad in the chin. The half ghost's surprise was evident as another body hit him in the back.
"What!" Vlad screamed, his eyes flashing. He reached out, grabbing the black haired girl who had hit him, and then he flew forward into the shadow, grabbing the hiding person.
Holding the two teens, out before him, he laughed. "You two? You think you would be able to stop me?"
As Vlad was occupied with the two, Jack struggled to get his hands unbounded from behind him, when two hands suddenly grabbed the ropes, pulling them loose. "I got it Dad."
Jack jumped from the chair, "Jazz, what are you doing here?" He whispered, surprised at her sudden appearance.
"It appears I'm saving your butt." Jazz crossed her arms.
Maddie ran behind a wall of boxes, grabbing A Jack-A-Nine Tails from her pocket. Holding it ready, she caught her breath, waiting.
Then she finally heard what she was listening for, the soft flutter of Vlad's cape has he came over the boxes. Spinning about, she swung the whip like weapon, hitting Vlad in the face. He grabbed at the injury, growling. "That's what I love about you woman, not about to go down without a fight."
'Uh… not right,' Maddie shook her head, allowing a moment to wonder how and when Vlad's mind became this warped before concentrating on the situation at hand.
Vlad flew down, landing on the ground in front of Maddie, who stepped back, reaching down to the Fenton Specter Deflector just as Vlad grabbed her arm. Receiving a shock, the halfa yelped in surprise, letting the woman go in time to receive a kick in the gut.
"Jerk." She stepped over Vlad just as the clone seemed evaporate, before disappearing as completely as she could in a shadow, sneaking along the wall to help her son, who was still being taunted by another Vlad, who continued to hold him by the throat.
"You were wrong Vlad, they accepted me." Danny croaked out.
Vlad smiled, "That's what you'd call it? They still think you're a freak Daniel, not human. You are the thing they hunt! No one can accept you. The only one who understands you is… myself."
Daniel shook his head, "That's what you'd call it?-"
Not sure hold much longer he could stop himself from chocking, Daniel's joy was obvious when he finally was dropped to the ground, holding his throat in pain.
The teal hazmat dressed form of Maddie appeared able her son, a gun still faced toward Vlad, who slid down the wall, holding his stomach in pain.
"Danny, are you okay?" She asked, her voice full of concern.
Still holding his neck in pain, Danny nodded.
"Come on," Maddie turned off the Specter Deflector, picking Danny off the ground, and dragging him far away from the Vlad, unsure if the clone was knocked out of the fight for good.
The last remaining Vlad threw the two teens across the room easily, turning to face Jack, only to find him free from his bindings, his red haired daughter standing sternly next to him, having donned the Fenton Peeler once again.
Vlad sneered as his plan slowly began to fade around him as he spotted Danny and Maddie coming from a far side of the warehouse, as well as Sam and Tucker, both unfazed by their flight, coming from the opposite direction.
"Time's up Plasmius." Danny spoke up, still leaning on Maddie for support.
The circle began to close upon the black haired hybrid, confident that this was the end.
Vlad smiled with equal confidence, "Don't tell me you've forgotten already." Vlad began to rise into the air.
"Oh, we haven't forgotten." Jazz grabbed something from her father's hand.
"CATCH!" Vlad's eyes widened as he, out of reflex grabbed the object thrown in his direction.
They opened even wider as the object seemed to leap up his arm and circle his wrist before he found himself plummeting to the ground.
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Sorry again about the wait. I hope this wasn't too disappointing.
So, the usual questions and critique is ALWAYS welcomed.
On a side note, Whoot! I've broken 100 reviews! Thank you guys so much! Smile
I'll try and get the next chapter up sooner this time, haha.
GhostWolf676 out!
