Hi guys, i am sorry. doing my best isn't really working out too well.Enjoy!

Jazz

The girl's red hair whipped her in the face as she skidded to a stop. Sam wheezed from the seat across from her, Tucker heaved out his lunch onto the concrete from the back.

"You've definitely learned to drive from your Dad." Sam commented dryly. Then her voice sobered up. "You're sure about this?"

Jazz nodded and glared furiously at the castle (mansion) of Vlad Masters. "If anyone knows where Danny is, it'll be his least favorite stalker. Let's do this."

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Danny cartwheeled backwards, away from the second blast that rocked the deck.

"This is ridiculous." he muttered.

It was.

He was stuck in the past without a way home, trying to fight a brand new fruitloop, and failing because a teenage viking with a ridiculous need to prove himself, was flaunting his ability to have a giant lizard shoot fireballs.

"Hey!" he yelled upwards. "Could you maybe, stop trying to kill me?!"

"Sorry!" The other teen yelled down in the exact tone that stated he was anything but sorry. "I'll try to be more considerate next time I..."

Snotlout DIDN'T trail off, Danny just stopped listening.

Instead, he blasted off the deck and charged an ecto-blast in his palm. He reached a reasonable height, about twenty yards above the deck, and flipped around chucking the explosive ball of energy down towards Viggo. It erupted against the deck in a wave of thick black smoke, and Danny met Snotlout's eyes.

Said eyes were staring at him, dumbstruck, the mouth beneath them, dropped open. "Whaaaaat?"

Danny rolled his eyes and gestured for the older teen to follow him. "Come on. Hopefully they'll retreat after that."

Snotlout scoffed in disbelief.

"We have to find out who's attacking that island." Danny glanced away from his path of flight for an instant to look back at the indignant teen. "I'll handle it if everything blow's up in my face."

"Fine." Snotlout grunted. "But it's your funerary service."

Danny rolled his eyes and muttered, "Vikings are sooo wierd."

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Hiccup was panting heavily, an unusual occurrence in itself, as Toothless was the one who really put the work into their fights. Unfortunately, this was no ordinary opponent. The creature was terrifying to say the least, its skin sagged off of its bones, brown and rotten. Its hair, (what little of it the thing had) was thin and dripped with what Hiccup sincerely hoped was water. It hissed out breath in a raspy drawl that was impossibly loud for such a frail being. Strangely though, these weren't the things about this unknown creature that disturbed Hiccup. What unnerved the young man was the fire that it could shoot out of its hands!

He sat astride the Night Fury, who tucked his wings and took a spiraling dive for the creature.

"Fishlegs!" He cried, dodging a fiery whip that shot over his head. "Any information?!"

"I-I-I dunno. I think... Maybe..." He trailed off. "Nevermind, that's crazy."

The beast snarled and swung its arm in a high ark, the fire trailing behind it. The flames slammed violently into Stormfly, the result was a massive light show that illuminated Astrid's panicked eyes.

Both dragon and rider cried out in pain and tumbled uncontrollably towards the earth. Hiccup didn't even get the chance to move.

A flash of black and the other mysterious being of that evening appeared, catching the falling pair, his face contorted in strain and he slowly lost altitude, lowering them softly to the ground. The boy atop ththe black dragon signaled to Snotlout (who'd flown into view) to trade places. then shot towards Astrid.

The white haired boy was breathing heavily and kneeled over by the time Hiccup reached him.

He glanced up to greet the approaching man. "Dragons are heavier than they look aren't they?"

Both of them grinned and Hiccup reached down to help the other boy to his feet. Their palms clapped together as the white haired boy took it, standing up with a heavy sigh.

Hiccup said, "Thank you."

"No problem."The teen replied in between heavy breaths. "I do stuff like that a lot. I'm Phantom by the way."

"Hiccup. Hiccup Haddock."

They shook hands.

"Let's kick some zombie butt." Phantom slammed his fist into his palm.

Hiccup raised an eyebrow. "I'm not even going to try to pretend that I have any idea what that means."

Phantom blinked then nodded in understanding. "Right... Zombies haven't been invented yet... Basically... we should beat him up?"

"That makes more sense." Hiccup admitted.

A flash of fire slammed into the ground between them and Phantom backflipped into flight. Hiccup blocked his face with crossed arms and gritted his teeth.

Phantom pointed towards Astrid. "Make sure she's okay." He spun around. "I'll handle Spooky here."

'Spooky' responded by snarling and launching itself towards the flying teenager. Phantom caught the assailant in mid-air flipping under its attack and kicking it into a pile of boulders.

The creature growled and crawled into a slumped standing position, a second layer of skin began to peel away and it appeared to have turned its arm in a completely backwards direction. Spooky let out another howl before launching a fireball at Phantom.

The teen's body contorted as he doged the blast and scowled. He lit his palm up with ectoplasm and shot a concentrated beam at the creature.

No one even the over-excitable Jack Fenton would have been able to predict the result of the impact.

The ecto-beam struck the creature in ita chest. Spooky screamed, a bone chilling sound that stopped all movement around it. The green light completely enveloped the rather small figure and somehow the screeching intensified. Phantom, who had long since cut off the power to the ecto-beam, stared horror-stricken and panicked, desperate to find a way to stop it.

Then everything went silent and the green glow faded.

The ghost teen shot forward, his body responding instantly and waved the accumulated smoke away from his face, coughing.

He kept moving, looking for Spooky, hoping to god that he hadn't just killed the thing. Then something cold clamped down on his shoulder, and Danny reacted instantly. He wrenched his shoulder away from whoever it was, hitting the ground in a roll and leaped back up, spinning around to see what had grabbed him.

It was a kid, a glowing child with pale skin, she was wearing usual Viking garb and a helmet was strung over her petite shoulders. Thick black hair (that probably used to be a vibrant blonde) was tied in two long braids that draped over her shoulders. The thing that cauggt Danny by surprise however, was how she hovered six inches above the ground. The child was a ghost.

Tears poured down her face and it took a second for Danny to realize that they were tears of joy. She shot forward and clenched him in a hug so tight, Danny was sure his ribs would snap.

"Thank you." She sobbed. "I don't know how, but that green stuff stopped me. I thought I was going to be stuck forever, completely my mindless and savage. Thank you. T-th-thank y-you."

She dissolved into sobs, clinging onto Danny's jumpsuit as they both sank to the ground.

"You're a ghost." Danny breathed. "You were never exposed to ectoplasm. That's what happens when ghosts are created without it."

He rubbed her back reassuringly, as she managed to slow her breath for a few seconds.

"Or does it happen when we go too long without it?" He asked, his gut clenching in terror for both the girl and all ghosts if anyone ever closed the Ghost Portal.

"Phantom?"

Danny looked up at Hiccup. who now stood next to him.

Hiccup looked worried.

"What happened?"

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Hello again guys. I'm really sorry, I did not mean fofor it to make sooo long to get this out.