DanPhantom1,thanks. Here it is.
Hellbreaker, *laughs* Yeah, Mikey is the last person to be pitying someone else.
sapphireswimming, thanks! Glad I'm doing it justice. *smiles*
Within hours they found that it was going to be a little harder to get back into school as hours later the school was on lockdown, the doors locked not allowing parents into the room containing the infected teens. Maddie, Danny's mother was glowering at an older male, his skin so pale and sunken that he resembled a zombie. Next to him was a short, balding gentleman, the one that the redhead began complaining to.
"Why can't we see our children! They need us!" The male seemed rather intimidated by the purple orbs narrowed at him, but he didn't back down even as Jack, a man that towered higher over him, stepped forward. When the teacher repeated that he couldn't give out any information and that the kids couldn't leave. "You're a fucking teacher!" Maddie raged. "You're supposed to give out information!"
"My daughter!" Jack wailed, his eyes filling with tears as he pulled out a cloth hankie. Danny walked over to where he was, Sam quickly staying close. "She is my favorite!" The Goth winced as Danny groaned in annoyance. Jack handed the handkerchief over to Danny. The former halfa looked at it disgusted. As they stood there something weird happened.
"Ow," Danny muttered reaching down to smack at his arm, a small bug disappearing. The only issue with that was that it was a ghost bug and the older gentleman in the doctor's clothing was quick to jump on it, shoving Danny toward the doors holding the other kids in. Sam fought to grasp his hand when at the same time said hand went intangible. Sam was quick to try again, but it was too late as the raven haired male was forced back into the room. He was trying to fight, but with the sudden powers he was having a hard time keeping himself together.
"Danny!" she whispered harshly. She glared at the man before her, when her attention was turned to a certain techno geek who was busy playing with something, but not an electronic device. Moving closer, Danny not forgotten, the Goth found herself looking at a certain green bug, one that had been part of the ghostly infection. "Tucker?! What are you doing with that thing?" He smiled, his teal eyes gleaming with pride.
"I think that my spray has tamed it. It won't bite me or anything." The Goth watched in amazement at the fact that he was right, the small creature sitting there looking around like a lost kid. "I know what you're thinking and yes I do have one for girls!" He reached into his pocket and produced a pink can, the raven haired teen shooting him a death glare before the sound of someone clearing their throat was heard.
"Hi, my name is Doctor Bert Rand and you have nothing to worry about," he promised. "Your children will be taken down to the creepy old abandoned hospital down the road and within hours will be ready to be back at home good as new."
"Are you with the government?!" Maddie questioned getting into his face. He just smiled and agreed with her idea, though he didn't really give her a response. "And this is all under quarantine?"
"Yes, let's go with that also." Jack pushed his wife aside, the large male in the jumpsuit poking the other male in the chest.
"And we should believe you why?" Bert Rand smirked.
"Because I am with the government and can have you audited." Jack shrunk in size as the older man began to talk again. Sam growled low under her breath. She didn't trust that man, something about him was bothering her, but even with all the thinking she was doing she couldn't seem to place him. He was going on about how he was going to treat the children, but Sam wasn't paying attention to him now, no she was looking to Tucker. They would have to go to that hospital.
"We're going to have go there." The dark skinned male smiled nervously as he began to walk away.
"Good lu-" He was grabbed on the arm, his attention turned to the Gothic teen glaring at him. "I am not going there!" he whined. "You know how much I hate hospitals!" Sam smirked as she pulled him closer, her amethyst gaze flashing to green for a quick second.
"Well, Tuck, I plan on going there and that means you are coming with me. Our friends need us and with as much as Danny has saved your ass..." She faded off, the techno-geek knowing that she was letting him finish that sentence. He hated hospitals, but she was right. He had to at least attempt to help his friends. When Sam noticed that he was giving in her smirk grew wider. "Good. I knew you would see it my way. Besides, who said that you had to go in? I am going to go ghost and get in and out. No worries."
A few moments later found the pair of teens standing before a sign, one that had seen better days and had at one point been the entrance sign for the large building behind it. Tucker gave a shudder, pointing to the sign that read NoMercy Hospital. Sam shook her head. How ironic.
"The letters just fell off," she muttered as they looked at the large, darkened building. There was an eerie glow about the place, but anyone could see there were no lights, nothing there that made anyone think that it was open. Going ghost while standing in some bushes she reemerged and heading for the fence she tried to go intangible. ZAP! She was knocked back by a current that still crackled around her form. Tucker paled at that, his teal eyes looking wide at her.
"Well, looks like we can't get in," he said with a shrug of his shoulders. "Time to head back home and let things work out for themselves." Sam threw him a cold look, her green eyes like orbs of ice that seemed to glow in anger. "What, there is a ghost shield in place."
"I can see that, Tucker," the Goth hissed. "That makes this all the more crucial that we get in there." She looked back at the building, a shadow moving by one of the windows, but the halfa and the male with her failed to notice. Tucker sighed. "And I have a plan." Returning to her human form she grabbed Tucker's hand and began to head for the steps. "Now here's the plan," she said putting her lips next to his ear. The dark skinned ghost fighter listened, the plan making him wince. Sure, he didn't have to go in now, but if her plan didn't come together then he would have to. He nodded, though his hesitation was obvious. "With any luck you will not have to go in."
Tucker took the Goth in his arms, feeling strange about carrying his friend up toward a hospital. Was it because Danny would kill them for doing this or was it because he hadn't really ever held a female this close. Sam whispered, sell it, in his ear while at the same time slipping something in his pocket and off they went, Sam playing the part of the sick female well as she lay in fake faint in his arms. As they approached what could have passed for characters from a game, like Doom or something Tucker could feel fear tripping up his spine while Sam lay still. The Goth was feeling the spike of nervousness. Worry for her former halfa making her sweat slightly.
"Stop," one of the green suit clad creatures stated, the other one looking down at the female in his arms with interest. "This is a restricted area, no admittance allowed past this point." Tucker began to plead with them.
"My friend is sick and needs to be here, not me, in the hospital." Before another word could be said from either side another voice spoke up.
"Stand down, let me see the patient," came the same voice from school. Sam peeked to see the man from before walk toward them. He looked at Sam with interest as the female closed her eyes. "Has this teen been showing any ghostly symptoms?" At that moment Sam made herself go invisible, the relief at being able to do that making her giddy. She hadn't been so sure she could do it, the lack of experience making her unsure of her own abilities. "Hmmm. It seems we must take her." Reaching out he took Sam, the Goth almost gagging at the smell coming from the older male. She had heard of hospital smells of death and shit, but this man smelled like this times 100! Bert Rand threw a thumbs up to someone in the window before rushing into the large building. Tucker was left there, his teal eyes reflecting his fear ab her going in there and his relief that he didn't have to go in there.
Sam found herself placed in a wheelchair, the chill in the air making her shiver slightly. With her being a ghost she guessed that the chill was more obvious or something because she loved the cold. As she was wheeled through the darkened halls she got a glimpse at all the students who had been bit and what trait each of them were dealing with because it seemed that they didn't experience all of the powers at once.
She passed by students that were hooked up to IVs, but she wasn't sure what they could be giving them since she knew how one became a halfa, but those students were floating slightly while another student kept turning invisible. Another male student was shivering, the ghost sense going off as a female student stuck her head through the wall next to him. All of them were discolored in appearance and they all sounded miserable as he wheeled her deeper into the hospital. Suddenly they stopped, Sam peeking to see a kid with a tuba run past them, his body tinted the way that meant he was intangible... or so she thought, but for some reason it bothered her guardian as he rushed after the student.
"Now, now, son we must learn to control those powers!" Sam was at a loss for words since it made no sense to control the powers he should be getting rid of. As soon as the good doctor disappeared down the hall Sam got up, walking past several more students that had been bit. She couldn't believe how many of her peers had been attacked. Then again she hadn't been able to count how many bugs there had been either. This had to be all if not at least 99% of the school. Tucker and she had escaped the attacks, mostly because of dumb luck, but still...
"Manson, you're in here too?" came a male voice. Sam turned to find herself looking at Kwan, one of the football players, his face dripping with sweat. Within moments of him talking he cloned and then cloned again. "Four?" Again, more clones. "Six?" Again... "Eight?" Suddenly it was like he wasn't feeling weird as he jumped up as if the group were a squad of cheerleaders. "Who do we appreciate?!" A pause as they all grouped together to cheer, "ME!" Then he realized that there were more than one of him and he was off, their screams echoing down the hall. Sam smacker her face in frustration.
"Danny tried to do that for forever and Kwan, a scatter brained jock gets it on his first day as a ghost?!"
"Hello? Nurse!" came a voice that sounded familiar and at the same time kind of disembodied. Sam turned to find a large container on a hospital bed not but a few feet away. "I'm feeling a little lightheaded... literally." The green substance swirled around in the container before resembling Jazz, the redhead's body gone leaving the genius with just a head. The Goth took a step back as a the sound of someone yelling hit her ears.
"Huh?!" Heading off down the hallway she transformed, no one in that particular wing of the hospital. What she came upon wasn't what she had been expecting.