Hellbreaker, I figured I could use his knowledge on that, but at the same time he has to use his grasp on the ghost powers to assist Sam in her fighting.
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Note: Sorry for the wait on this and the other stories that I am currently working on. A bit of a stormy weather in my life has prevented me from finding time to work on my fanfiction, something that I hate to do because I LOVE to write. Thank you for all sticking with me and waiting for the chapters to come out. I shall work diligently to finish all my stories.
A few weeks later found the trio on the roof of Fenton Works, the OP center, watching as the stars glittered above them. A few stars fell, leaving streaks of white tails behind them as Danny looked into the telescope. Sam looked in another one to his left while Tucker lay lounging to his right. Between them was a small radio, the music filtering into the night sky as Sam turned to look at said radio with a look of disgust while the raven haired ghost fighter remarked on how clear the night was.
"Sure, the night is perfect," the Goth replied, her eyes narrowing at the music, the sound of it kind of soft and classical while at the same time making her ears hurt. "But that music has to go." She looked to the Geek lounging next to it questionably. "Can we not listen to this garbage?" He leaned over as the Goth waited, his fingers working the dial to find another song, another station to listen to.
No matter where he turned the dial though the music never wavered, never changed so with a sigh the dark skinned male informed her, "And the survey says no." He looked rather ticked about this fact, his lips twisting into a scowl. Sam turned to look at her friends as the building began to shake, her mouth opening to release a blue mist. The ghost sense telling her they weren't alone on that rooftop. The trio rushed forward, to the edge of the roof, their collective gazes watching in both awe and shock as something black began to rise from the ground below them. It was large, the thing as big as Fenton Works, but as it rose higher the group could see that it was a ship, and not just any ship, but a pirate ship, the black flag on it proclaiming it as such.
It was composed of dark brown wood while the anchors on both sides were a lime green and the flag, mast and other fabrics that could be seen were either black or black with a lime green skull head. In the front adorning the bow was a green skeleton mermaid, in his hand a scythe. The boat was almost as wide as it was long, the ship hovering over them for mere seconds before turning so that the deck was exposed a couple of pirates sticking their heads out to sneer at them.
Suddenly several others appeared, their heads popping up all over the deck, most throwing up their weapons in a show of force while others held what appeared to be harpoons. Suddenly several of their cannons that lined the side of the ship were aiming at them, hooks sticking out of them. They gleamed as the moonlight hit them, the trio looking uncertain at this sudden intrusion. The sound of the cannons blasting echoed in the still night, Danny wondering how no one had come out to see what the commotion was about while Sam moved to change, her form changing to that of the Phantom as she arched with the power coming over her. Her hair fell back as the transformation ended, the hooks clanking on the tower behind them as several ghosts began to jump overboard. They swung down, their booted boney feet making soft sounds as they landed before them.
They surrounded the trio, two for each of them making Sam smirk, her lavender lips twisting as she jumped into the air. Her finger reached out, her taunt one that caused the group against them to growl. Danny didn't wait to let her take them on, the raven haired male moving to take two out, his previous powers having given him chances to learn moves that he could use even without the same powers. As Sam punched one out, Danny taking out another one the crew before them took a step back, almost as if in fear, but when their eyes flew behind them to a hook that had slammed onto the railing around the great ship the pair realized they had been so ready to fight that they had failed to hear the other pirate make himself known...at least they thought it was a man.
"Avast ye-" the small male proclaimed, his voice cutting off suddenly leaving him there floating. The boney parrot next to him flew off his shoulder to fly in the space before him, the child looking to the animal for help. "What is that word?" he questioned rather loudly. The featherless thing looked annoyed at having to help the kid, but supplied the words.
"Scurvy dogs. Awk!"
"Right!" He turned to the crew and the trio of ghost fighters. "Avast ye scurvy dogs!" Pumping one fist in the air he continued, "Prepare to be boarded by Captain Youngblood and his crew of skeletons!" The pirates cheered for the young male, his hair the same color of the skeleton mermaid. His captain's hat was obviously too big for him, but he wore it without a care, his hook hand not like what you would have thought as it wasn't hooked in a crescent shape, but rather a cut with a square side against the half circle. The crew that was with him seemed to be more kin to Fall Apart the rabbit, but still seemed ready to fight. Sam rushed up to him though Danny wanted to protest. Lately he had found that their enemies seemed to get more dangerous and although this kid looked like nothing but a brat out for some fun he was still concerned for the Goth.
"Shouldn't you be in bed like a good little brat, kid?" the raven haired woman asked as she eyed the small pirate. His eyes narrowed, the green glowing brightly at what must have offended him. Sam smirked, not worried about the tyke in front of her, but when his hook suddenly changed, a glowing red stripe of energy coming between what appeared to be a slingshot she began to wonder if she should be worried. Then she noticed there was no stone or projectile for the slingshot to hit her with and breathed a sigh of relief... a little too early as he pulled it back with his small fingers, a small orb of red energy forming a ball on the line.
"Don't call me kid!" he cried as he released his projectile, the small orb catching the Goth off guard enough that she was struck, the small thing packing enough of a punch that she was knocked away and stunned. "I am mature beyond my years!" With that said he stuck out his tongue and blew a raspberry.
Above them a pirate ghost with one arm rushed with his sword to take down the ghost shield, a small box with a picture of Jack next to it. The words Ghost Shield Generator were next to the picture in lime green. A small satellite sat on top of it, a small red light on it blinking just moments before they cut it off. Another pirate waited below, his arms open to catch the device, his one eye gleaming with victory.
"Fall back me hearties!" the kid called out, his smirk one of triumph as Sam lay sprawled on the ground with both males assisting her up, all three pairs of eyes on the kid and his ship. His parrot flew beside him, his sneer one of boredom it seemed or aggravation as the the kid continued, "We got the...the..." He looked to his featherless companion, a look of bewilderment on his face as he tried to spit out the word. The parrot sighed before supplying him with the missing word.
"Booty." The small child chuckled, his lips twisting as he laughed now at the parrot for saying the funny word. All the pirates still on the ground before the trio of ghost fighters chuckled now, hands covering their lips as they laughed. Danny rushed forward, his eyes narrowed as the ghost with the generator flew off.
"They have my dad's ghost generator!" he cried out. He felt an urge to fly after them, but remembered that he no longer had those powers. That Sam was the Phantom now. He looked to her as she nodded, her eyes narrowing as she went after the ghost, her legs turning into her ghostly tail. Before she could catch up to the culprit the ghost child got in her way, his body angled so his one peg leg was pointed at her. It changed to a small cannon, a cannonball exiting from the hole at the end. The raven haired girl was caught off guard as it struck her in the face, a small cry exiting her lips as she fell back. Danny ran close to the edge, his arms outstretched as the Goth fell back, the cannonball falling from her face as she landed in the former Phantom's arms. They all watched in defeat as the ship disappeared, only a sparkle of light flickering as it fully disappeared from view.
"Nice one, Sam," Tucker said with a slight chuckle. "Got your ass handed to you by a kid half your size with a peg leg!" Green eyes turned on him, the flash of neon in them a warning. Tucker seemed oblivious as he continued. "I can't believe that a girl with ghost powers got her butt kicked by a kid who still thinks booty is funny!" Then the dark skinned male chuckled again, his lips forming the word with a smirk. "Booty." Danny turned on the geek, his own ice blue eyes narrowed.
"Tuck, he took my dad's ghost generator! Do you even understand what that means?!" Sam looked to Danny, her own body heating up in his embrace.
"Um, you can put me down," she whispered, her cheeks burning. Danny seemed to realize he was still holding the Goth and with a flush of embarrassment released her. She fell to the ground with a small oomph. "Thanks," she muttered. The dark skinned male was oblivious to the embarrassment of the pair, his smirk still on his face as he repeated the funny word.
"TUCKER!" the pair yelled to get his attention, their own unease forgotten in the joined attempt to shut the male up.