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A/N: The beginning of this chapter is not so serious; I figured it needed a little comic relief, and who better to supply it than the Box Ghost? But after that it gets serious again. By the way, since today is October 9th, that means Happy Leif Eriksson day! This chapter is your Viking present!
Chapter Six
They found Maddie in the den, pointing her gun in the face of none other than the Box Ghost, who was quaking with fear. Apparently it had been he who had screamed.
"Do not harm me!" he shouted. She looked at him; her fingers curled around the trigger. One shot and he would be gone.
"Wait!" Tucker said, "Maybe he knows where Vlad took Danny." Maddie loosened her grip on the weapon, but didn't lower it.
"The ghost boy who does not fear me?" questioned the Box Ghost. Tucker nodded. "He is no longer packaged in this prison castle of doom!"
"Thanks for that." Sam said sarcastically. "But where is he now?" The Box Ghost wasn't listening; he was examining a large cigar box on the mantle. Sam sighed and screwed off the lid of the Fenton thermos and pointed it at him. He dropped the box and glared at her.
"I'm going to count to three." She said, struggling to keep her voice level. "If you don't tell me where Danny is, I'll suck you in here!"
"Do not box me in your evil thermos!" he wailed.
"One…" she said, laying down one finger. The Box Ghost looked at her, and then at Maddie, who still had the gun trained on him.
"Two…"
"They have gone to the castle of the knight whose sword once resided in a child's pumpkin shaped box!" he exclaimed at the last possible second. He snatched up the cigar box and vanished through the wall. He reappeared only a moment later, as if he had forgotten something, shouted "Beware!" and was gone.
Just then Jack burst into the room.
"Danny's not in the kitchen." He announced, having missed the whole thing.
"What knight was he talking about?" Maddie asked, lowering her gun, now that the ghost was gone.
"The Fright Knight." Explained Tucker. "He's the spirit of Halloween."
"And he lives in the ghost zone." Sam put in. "He's evidently working for Vlad now, too. That's not really a surprise, though. He always sticking with the strongest ghost around and since Vlad has Poriah Dark's crown and ring and that battle suit of yours, I guess he is the most powerful."
"He has the battle suit?" Maddie said, beginning to get angry again. Jazz intervened before she could loose her temper again.
"But we have another problem; Vlad's ghost portal is locked up tight." She reminded them. "We'll have to go all the way back home to get into the ghost zone!" It was Sam's turn to get mad now.
"No we won't!" she said sharply. "There's not enough time for that!"
"What do propose then?" Jazz asked hotly, irritated that she had been told she was wrong. Sam turned to Tucker.
"Did you bring your PDA with you?"
"Of course I did." He replied, pulling it out of his pocket. "I couldn't leave him at home by himself!" Jazz rolled her eyes and started to tell him how unhealthy such an obsession was, but Sam cut her off; taking charge.
"Good, you need to go down to the basement and override the locks on the ghost portal." she instructed. "The rest of us need to see if there's some sort of vehicle around here that can travel in the ghost zone, like yours." She nodded to Maddie and Jack.
"And if there isn't?" Jazz asked anxiously.
"We go in without one."
Tucker typed a code into his PDA, chewing on his lower lip as he worked. The red light flashed again and he promptly started a new code. Sam and Jazz watched without much interest; Jazz because it was the twentieth code to fail and Sam because she knew he would get it eventually. Maddie had told them to stay down in the basement while she and searched for a vehicle capable of travel in the ghost zone. They had been searching the huge castle for an hour or so, all to no avail. All the weapons had been crammed into Jazz's bag and sat near the portal, ready to go.
Tucker, though, wasn't having much luck. The red light flashed again as another of his codes failed to break the locks. Jazz got to her feet and started pacing. She walked around the puddles of who-knows-what and pushed the file cabinet upright. It was dented into a different shape entirely and looked as if it had been used as a shield against something resembling a flamethrower.
She tried one of the less damaged drawers. It was locked. Almost mechanically, she crossed to the desk and began a search for the key. It wasn't all that important that she found it, but she needed something to do.
Sam, meanwhile, stared vacantly off into space, her foot jiggling with nervous energy. She twisted a strand of black hair around her fingers and waited. Tucker would get the right combo soon enough, she had no doubt in him.
Yet another code was denied and Tucker gritted his teeth in frustration and started a new one, the light giving his eyes, narrowed in concentration, an eerie crimson glow.
Jazz, her key search coming up fruitless, returned to her seat next to Sam and gave the younger girl an encouraging smile, which was not returned, the other too deep in her own thoughts.
The sound of footsteps jerked her out of her reverie and they both looked back to the door where Maddie and Jack had appeared.
"Nothing." Said Maddie, before Sam had even asked. "I guess we're going in without one. Sam sighed, she had halfheartedly hoped they had found a copy of what they had at home; all she had to direct them was a rough sketch of simple ghost zone landmarks.
"If Tucker can break the code." Jazz added, receiving a very nasty look from Tucker. He jabbed a button on his PDA irritably and a green light flashed around the room.
"Dang it!" He shouted, his temper finally getting the best of him.
"No, Tuck, you did it!" cried Sam.
"I did? I mean, I told you I could!" He pressed a button on the control panel, and shot Jazz a look as the doors slid open. She looked distraught, having been proved wrong twice in one day.
A spooky, unearthly swirling glow spilled from the opening, washing them in its light. They exchanged glances and moved toward the door. They were going into the ghost zone.
A/N: Duh duh dum! To the ghost zone they go. Anywho, please R&R, next chapter coming soon!
