Hellbreaker, Thanks for letting me know about the error. And glad that I got most of it covered. I had to think about how much of Danny being the halfa affected others.

danifan3000, hmmm...maybe. I am only going to a certain episode here.

Grasping a hold of the ghost holding her down she took to the skies, with Skulker flailing around. Tossing him away she fell back, her fist rushing at him ready to strike when a blue claw grasped her gloved fingers. Looking up she found herself looking face to face with Dora, the dragon who had initially captured her for her brother with Sidney sitting atop of her.

"You might be the halfa, but we have a legit reason to be here," the black and white ghost stated. "Skulker isn't the bully in this situation." Now Sam was confused. Bully? Smacking herself she then remembered that Danny had been the one to meet and trade places with the ghost before her.

"What bully? What are you all running from?!"

"His name is Pariah Dark," came a female voice from above. Sam looked up as Ember emerged from the group. "He is the enemy of all ghosts." Now the group of familiar ghosts gathered around her.

"And while we may be in a hurry," Skulker said with an evil grin. "We always have time for this!" With a strike of a fist Sam was thrown back and into the ground, her body still not used to the power it held she found that she wasn't that fast in dodging. More ghosts came at her, all of them using her as a punching bag. She tried to fight back and found that while she could get a few good hits in she wasn't as strong as Danny had been and was unable to keep up against the abuse for too long.

Danny rushed out, his eyes falling on the fallen halfa.

"Sam, are you okay?" With the look that she shot her he knew he had asked a rather stupid question. "Well, more of are your bones still intact?" She nodded with a groan.

Several blocks away Valerie stood with Vlad on top of building, her school clothing having been traded for a maroon red suit. She held what appeared to be a surfboard, but judging by the way it floated a little off the ground that wasn't what it was.

"This is great," she whispered in awe as she looked at it. "It would help me get back at those things for what they did to my day, but..." she faded off looking up at him. "Why give this to me? I am like fourteen!" He smirked, his thoughts going to all the work she was going to be doing for him.

"Why else?" he quired. "You are fast and strong." She seemed reluctant so he continued. "And you are motivated."

"Really?" He smirked even wider, the air around them growing tense.

"Yes, why else would I say it?" As he leaned back, the light hit him just right that he looked rather evil. "I would have to be some sort of diabolical villain to manipulate you like that." It took seconds, the tension more thick in the air before both of them broke out into laughter. "I kill me," he stated wiping a tear from his eye. "Or Jack." Seeing that she heard the last part he continued. "And my dear it's the reason I can trust you with this." Reaching into his jacket he pulled out a green ring, the teen before him eyeing it with curiosity.

"A ring?"

"Not just any ring," Vlad stated. "It's been passed down from ghost hunter to ghost hunter for several decades and now, I want to give it to you." She took the ring, her eyes now glowing with a lust for the object.

"I don't know what to say," she stated while putting the glowing ring on her finger, her hand and arm glowing for a mere second as she looked up to him. He took her hand in his.

"Don't say anything. Just keep this our little secret." He handed her a check just as an eerie sound flowed thru the night air.

"What was that?" she inquired before stuffing the check into her pocket.

"Probably Jack messing up again," Vlad stated. "You know what to do." With a nod she pulled the hood of her outfit over her face, the mask hiding her identity as she jumped onto the board and flew off.