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After a couple of rounds of bullets being fired, Danny managed to escape unscathed. As about unscathed as a rabbit being chased down during hunting season.

The first bullet shot past Danny's hair line. The second one nicked Danny on the side of his right bicep, & the third? Well. Let's just say those two stooges seriously got lucky. Imagine the worst kind of physical injury. Right? Okay. Then add a hundred, no, a billion worse things on top of that. That was how much Danny was in pain. The third bullet literally went through his left thigh. Personally he'd like to think he was overreacting. Like seriously. Hello! Healing factor. But considering these were special salt made bullets that could potentially murder a ghost, & Danny couldn't quite stand up, well, then CRUD. Maybe he wasn't being over dramatic.

He'd been flying high up on trees & racing through tombstones with his ghost powers on a hill top cemetery. Trying to escape the wrath of two crazy men was surprisingly very difficult. Evening quickly became night & Danny was already extremely exhausted. His vision was straining as he hid behind a mausoleum, compressing his thigh with his two palms, trying to get the oozing mixture of blood & green stuff to stop.

Danny almost slips out a yell as he heard, "Here ghosty, ghosty, ghosty!"

Seriously? For as long as Danny's been chased by the two stubbornly good ghost hunting froot-loops, he'd learned a couple things.

1. Never EVER infuriate them, if you know what's good for you. Otherwise they might just start spouting very foul language at you.

2. Thinking that they've got you trapped, is their greatest weakness. Danny's never been so thankful for his intangibility power. The two guys ran smack first into unfinished digging holes & gravestones.

3. Evesdropping was the best form of entertainment. Judging by the way they would constantly argue, every other minute or so, Danny had to guess that the two men were related in some shape or form. He learned that their names were Sam & Dean. Sam being the tall, smart & sensible one. Dean being the short guy, who was rather brash & full of wise cracks. Dean was Danny's favorite. Oh yeah. They had special bond going. After all, what was more special than being shot by your newly found friend?

They were closing in on Danny.

His brain was getting rather foggy, as he was using his invisibility power. He couldn't keep it up for long. When Danny hears Dean muttering under his breath & then Sam responding to his grumbling, they couldn't have been more than about 10 feet away.

"Of all the things weird & supernatural. This kid takes it to a whole new damn level!" Dean comments. "Never seen anything like him."

"Possesion, maybe?" Sam responds back.

"Wonder how long an evil spirit has to possess you, before you can start bleeding green goop?"

"You think he's a spectre?"

"C'mon, Sammy. Ectoplasm!"

"Yeah, I know, but sprectre & all, aren't they all about the wrath & vengeance, & crap like that?" A pause. "This kid . . . Well,"

A frustrated huff. "Spit it out."

"It seems like he's not even trying to pick a fight with us, Dean."

A scoff. "Your point?"

"I think we've been wasting all of our bullets this entire time, man."

"Nah. Nope. No way. Nuh-uh. Don't you dare tell me that."

Danny made the mistake of trying to fly away, but obviously, it backfired on him. He stumbled over a tomb or two. Apparently using invisibility, while making an effort to escape, when your enemy is in front of you, & you're seriously hurt, well, wasn't a very good idea. As he heard full blown sprinting coming toward his way, Danny simply just heaves a long heavy sigh, as the two men hover over him.

"Aw. Crud."


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