Chapter two. Shall we see what's changed between the trio after two years?
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Chapter two: Eyes
Sixteen year old Sam Manson sat in her room looking extremely tired. It had been a rough night for her and her friends. She felt like she got the better deal, though, considering both Tucker and Danny nearly were crushed by the bricks falling from that building after her fight with Plasmius. Well she should say Tucker was nearly crushed. Danny could have turned the rubble to dust before it hit him.
Danny was... gifted (he would say cursed) with some rather interesting (he would say unholy) abilities. Sensing the severity of events to come was only the beginning. It seemed that being around a partially spectral entity most of his time affected something in Danny that caused whatever power he had within him to stir into the waking world. At least it gave Danny all he needed to defend himself and others from ghosts when Sam wasn't around. The only negative effect was that he lost the use of his eyes entirely... Until a new gift (again curse) came into play through one of Sam's battles.
Speaking of ghosts, a blue wisp escaped Sam's mouth, alerting her to a specter somewhere nearby. She stood up and summoned a single ring of purple light from her center. The ring split into two, one going up her body the other going down. As they moved over her, her attire changed from her usual Black and purple shirt, blue jeans, and black combat boots. Her waist length black hair turned snow white and her eyes changed colors, one turned silver the other a blood red with a slit pupil like a demon, a piercing appeared on her right eyebrow above the demonic red eye and a silver cross dangled from the piercing causing the red eye to close. She wore a black tank top with an evil smiley face and with the hem stopping a few inches above her belt line, over the tank top was a long sleeve fishnet shirt, she also wore black cargo pants, and silver combat boots. To top it all off in her right hand was a gleaming silver scythe, her weapon of choice in fighting ghosts.
She lifted off the ground and turned intangible floating out her window. She floated up high into the air to get a better vantage point of the city. It turned out that she was lucky this night. She could easily see the Box Ghost going to work collecting all the boxes he could at the docks.
She quickly flew down to the docks and floated behind the box ghost for a moment before deciding to speak.
"How do you keep escaping the Ghost Zone?" She asked truly curious as to how a weak ghost like him could continuously escape into the human realm.
"Ghost child! You have come as I expected," the Box Ghost said in a voice not his own. Sam frowned gripping her scythe tighter.
"Who are you?" Sam asked narrowing her open eye.
"My name is irrelevant at the present, but do not worry, you will learn the name of your master soon enough. Now show me your power!" Suddenly the Box Ghost willed all the boxes in the area to attack Sam.
Sam wasted no time trying to dodge the boxes, instead she destroyed them with silver ectoplasmic rays or cut them to pieces with her scythe in an instant. She did however miss one of the boxes coming up behind her. Luckily her mate did not.
A black and red blur shot up and destroyed the box about to hit her with a brilliant show of sword skill. When the figure landed, Sam smiled seeing it materialize into Danny. His attire too had changed somewhat over the last two years. He still wore the "I'm not Angry!" shirt but over that he wore a long red trench coat with several pockets and a slot for his short sword to be hidden in during the day, his pants were still the ripped knee blue jeans, he had a tongue piercing, his shoes were the same style but bigger as he had grown in the last two years, and finally he had mirror lens sunglasses that hid his two differently colored eyes from view. One matched Sam's Demonic red one the other matched her ghostly silver one.
A few seconds later Tucker appeared around the corner breathing hard.
"So your mate and friend have arrived. Too bad. We'll continue this later, Ghost child", The Box Ghost then suddenly fell to the ground where Danny used the Fenton Thermos to capture him before he woke up.
"What was up with that voice? It didn't sound like the Box Ghost at all, guys," Tucker stated looking at them.
"Yeah, it sounded like someone was possessing him," Danny said in his usual quiet manner, his brow furrowing in thought. "Did it say anything to you before we arrived, Sammy?", Danny had reverted to calling her that since they became mates... well mates-to-be would be the correct term.
You see during one of Sam's many fights with a ghost she was impaled by a lance tipped with poison; she was dying. Danny, of course, tried anything he could to save her when one of his strange abilities came into play, talking with deities. This time he conversed with Death herself. Death told him in order to save Sam's life he would need to trade one of his eyes for hers, but there would be consequences. For a ghost to give one of its eyes to another soul was like an engagement ring, and even though Sam was only half ghost the rule still applied to her and they would be wed at eighteen or Death would come back to reap their souls. Sam was still conscious so Danny explained what he had to do and the consequences. With a bit of reluctance she told her crush how she had felt about him and that it was up to him. Although Danny still hadn't spoken his feelings for her outright he exchanged eyes with her the energy behind his demon eye purging the poison from her body and mending the wound in her stomach.
"Well, it did say something about being my master," She said looking thoughtful for a moment then just shrugged, "probably just some other megalomaniac like Plasmius wanting to use me to take over the world. Or a collector like Skulker."
"Yeah, but Skulker and Plasmius can't possess other ghosts," Tucker pointed out causing Danny to nod in agreement.
"I think you should be extra careful 'till we figure out who this person is and what all they can do, Sammy," Danny said, his meaningful look coming through the glasses covering his eyes. "Tucker, I want you to look up everything you can on spells or anything that can control ghosts. If you come up with anything serious, call me and Sam", his tone was not commanding, it never was, but one could tell in the way he spoke that he was not to be argued with.
"And what will you two be doing?" Tucker asked, one eyebrow raised grinning mischievously.
"Not what you think we will be doing," Sam said with a roll of her eyes. Danny just shook his head as Tucker smirked.
"Yeah, of course you wont be. And I believe you wholeheartedly," he said sarcastically. He happened to know that Danny held deep affection for the halfa in the group, but wasn't sure how to express it. Some would think giving away your right eye to save your loves life would be a good way to show affection. Apparently Danny didn't see it that way.
Danny just gave him a look and Tucker ignored it as he began walking away already searching the net on his PDA.
"So what did you want to talk about," Sam asked Danny knowingly as they walked or floated back towards Sam's house.
"I think the urges are growing," he said mysteriously, not making eye contact.
"What do you mean?"
He bent his head and removed his sunglasses and looked over at Sam, their eyes meeting, "I mean 'that' urge", he pointed to his right eye that used to belong to Sam. "Something is triggering it. Something big is going to happen... and I'm part of it... and I don't think in a good way."
Sam looked at him wide eyed. She now understood what he was talking about. The urge for blood to be on his hands. He'd been getting them ever since he gained his new eyes that allowed him to see. The eyes of a demon made Danny crave blood.
"But you're keeping it in check right?" Sam asked nervously. He gave a nod as he put the glasses back on.
"But as I said, something is triggering it. It might have to do with this new enemy or it might not but I really want you to be extra careful ok, Sammy?" He looked at her with pleading eyes under his glasses.
"Ok, I promise, Danny. But you have to be careful too, ok?" He smiled at her in response and that seemed to lighten the mood for the both of them. As they continued the journey to Sam's house they failed to feel the presence of a powerful being watching them.
"It's happening just as according to legend," a seemingly female voice rang almost silently in the dark night, "Now just one more push and it will all happen the way it is supposed to."
A/N: ok that's all for now. see ya next time
