Hellbreaker, I decided to make all the characters a little diff, that and if I remember correctly he did guess it in the show as well as why it was given to Valerie. Also, I knew their names, but I decided to change their names. ;)
They arrived at a store, a hunting store by the looks of it. Sam stepped out of the Speeder and looked around, noticing that although she had been sure Skulker would have been here judging by the lack of humans and the fact that the ghost was know as "Ghost Zone's Greatest Hunter", he wasn't.
"Guess I was wrong," she muttered turning to her friends. Danny wasn't so sure. He felt like Sam did, that the lack of humans and what Skulker was known for were both things that should have made this the spot Skulker would have been at. It was at that moment that he noticed what appeared to be the ghost they were looking for, though this ghost had his back to them.
"Maybe not," the former halfa said pointing out their prey. It was weird though, to all of them, that he was just standing there. Sam was unsure of whether to make a move or not, Danny was fuming about what the ghosts had done to the Goth earlier and Tucker, well, he was thinking about something that had nothing to do with anyone in that room. Sam ended up making the first move...of attack. She pulled out the thermos, intent on taking the ghost down and getting her answers about Pariah, the ghost she had yet to meet.
Unfortunate for her her was the fact that the ghost she was attempting to catch wasn't the ghost she wanted...in fact he wasn't a ghost at all. When the suction just bent the ghost in half the group knew they had been played.
"Gotcha!" came a familiar gravelly voice as a hand came out to grasp the halfa Goth by the throat. Danny and Tucker rushed to her aid, hoping that they would be strong enough to take down the ghost, but knowing without his powers it was a long shot. They were right as Skulker thrust them off him, but Sam was strong enough to use her powers. Becoming intangible she moved away from him, blasting him with an energy ball that managed to knock him into a rack of baseball bats.
"Enough of this, the both of you." They turned to find Sidney, and most of the Ghost Zone looking at them with matching expressions. "She might be able to help us, after all she is the halfa." Sam blinked at the sudden name, her eyes flying over to Danny. Poindexter had been the ghost to call him that first, claiming that the whole Zone had given him that title and now Sam was that. The human who had ghost powers and as much as Danny had hated spending his social time chasing the ghosts in the room he had felt special. Those times that the Goth had told him to be grateful for his powers, the chance to change the word. To make a difference. He hadn't ever missed it, until he watched it from outside that role.
"What is going on? Why do you all seem so scared?" Skulker was the first to talk as the others walked over to what could have been a campsite from the woods, though the fake fire and the fact that they were inside made it a little less realistic.
"It happened a long time ago, before you, before me, well, before most of us. His name was Pariah Dark, and he ruled the Ghost Zone." If you could see what the metallic ghost was speaking of you could imagine the Fright Knight galloping on his horse with a green flaming crown in hand, the wings of his black steed moving as he took flight for the red castle in the distance. Before him, in that large red castle, sat a large, angry looking male. "He was a ghost of such power, of such magnitude and with this power was the only one able to weld the Crown of Fire and the Ring of Rage. When wearing both, he could do anything." In his mind stood the great king, wearing both his Crown and Ring with a smirk as he held up both his hands in triumph. "He was king until a band of ghosts banded together in one last ditch attempt to overtake the king and to stop his reign." A group of hooded figures headed for the castle, their red eyes slits in the darkness of the hoods. The green skulls on their cloaks pinned tight to keep their identity withheld as they took down the king.
With a cry of dismay he was shot before falling to the ground unconscious where the leader of the group took off his ring and crown. "By locking him in the Sarcophagus of Forever Sleep they were able to stop him forever...or at least we thought." The foreboding tomb that held the once powerful king glowed with an unholy light as the group of ghosts separated his castle from the other buildings that shared a home on a rock in the Ghost Zone with a single blast.
"He's only been free for one day and already our homes are gone," Ember complained.
"And he doesn't even have the ring yet," Danny stated.
"We're going to need your help to keep him from getting it," Sam stated. Tucker shook his head. He knew the answer, but Danny remained hopeful as he looked at the ghosts, though he too knew the odds that these creatures would help them was little to none. The ghosts let out a laugh, their voices in unison louder than they would have been had it only been a few.
"And that was a no," Tucker stated, drawing a glare from the Goth next to him.
An few hours later found Sam sneaking out of the Fenton house, the skies above them dark. The street lamps illuminated the streets around Fenton Works, especially the Specter Speeder that was parked next to the house. But the Goth was more interested in the person standing out by the Speeder, her amethyst eyes glaring at the man responsible for all that was going on around them.
"What did you want to see me for, Miss Manson?" He was of course genuinely surprised, as Sam was sure he would be, but she didn't care. She knew what he had done and she needed him to know what she knew.
"I know who you are and I know what you have done," she said simply. At first it seemed that Vlad could care less, but with her next words he became as pale as his ghost half. "And Danny's mother would be rather disgusted to find that besides you being a perverted man after her that you are also part ghost." His eyes growing wide, and flickering over to lock with her amethyst orbs he opened his mouth to ask, only to be cut off. "Not going to tell you my secrets, Plasmius, but I will tell you one thing. Give me the ring."
"Why would I give you the ring?"
"Because you not giving me the ring would put Valerie in danger and although she is your pawn she is still a person and doesn't deserve to be used in that way!" Vlad looked interested in what she had to say, but not because of the truth behind it, but because from what he had observed the former popular teen had not been all that kind to the Goth, Daniel, or their little friend, Tucker.
"Why would you be so keen on helping the teen who belittled you with the other jocks and cheerleaders?"
"None of your concern," the Goth spat before moving closer to the male before her. "You should be concerned with the fact that not only do I know who you are, but so does Daniel and Tucker. Should I fail in getting you to hand over that ring then maybe a little tongue slip would have them come down here and as Mrs. Fenton likes to say "rip you apart molecule by molecule"." Vlad was looking a little more pale, but he still refused to do what she asked so Sam took a shot at him, knocking the rather unprepared man out of the dome before following him. What she failed to notice was that Danny was following her.