Danny lost track of time as he fought, he dodged a poorly aimed ectoblast, shoot an agent, dodged ectoblast, shoot agent and so on, soon he dared leave his hiding place to observe his handy work, a dozen agents were lying on the floor on from being hit by the ectoenergy. Vlad had hidden during the fight, after so long trapped in his cell and the long climb he was too weak to do anything.

"You okay over there Vlad?"

"Okay being relative," Vlad called back. Danny surveyed the situation, Vlad was hiding in a doorway, Janet and Dani were holding their own against Vlad 2.0, who was weak from not being fully charged, Sam, Tucker and Jazz had the last couple of agents pinned down behind some crates, Curtis had been knocked out by Vlad 2.0 "it would seem we're home free, wouldn't it Daniel."

"Not so fast Mister Masters," wheezed a voice at the end of the corridor, a short man in a hooded suit with a veil covering his face walked down the corridor with a lumbering gait as if he had a stone in his left shoe, he was followed by a terrified Bob who was dragging a rope bound body. "I am the Director, and you are not going to leave this facility unless you go through me, as Mr Harker found out." Bob was now close enough now that Danny could see the face of the rope bound form, it was Thom, there was a loud crash in the background as Dani finally defeated Vlad 2.0.

"Dad!" Janet called as she ran over to her father's still form, tears streaming down her face, "it's okay, he's still alive."

"Of course he is, I'm not a barbarian, although, he has probably learnt to not take his daughter to work."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because he can't protect you from all the dangerous things, like me."

"Still not a valid point."

"Bah, are you going to surrender now?"

"No, not really, you are at a disadvantage, you are obviously a wizard, but this environment is almost totally void of magic, the amount here is not enough for you to use, I on the other hand have a sword."

The Director scratched his head, "no you don't," the Director's eyes widen as Janet slid off her one of her bracelets and pressed down on the gem that shone in the snake's eye, the bracelet morphed into a sword, "yes you do. No matter I can deal with this," he reached into his pocket and pulled out a remote control of some kind, he pressed a button and there was sound somewhere above them of two very large pieces of metal hitting together, then there was a hiss and a faint breeze.

"All that for a breeze?" Danny questioned, "talk about a let-down."

"Danny, that breeze was the magic returning to this room," Janet said.

"Yes, now will you surrender?"

"You are yet to explain why we should surrender."

"Look around you," he pointed at Danny and Vlad, "two of your ghosts are stuck in inhibitor collars," he pointed at Dani who was panting next to the defeated Vlad 2.0, "one is exhausted from fighting my ghost." He pointed at the ongoing fire fight, "the humans are a non-factor," he pointed at Thom, "and I defeated your father in a fair duel."

"You forgot something."

"What?"

"Me," Janet turned her sword back into a bracelet, she then returned it to her wrist and drew her wand.

The Director laughed a wheezy cackle, "you? You are a weak, barely trained witch who may have just finished her first year of wizarding school, you're not worth my time."

It was now Janet's turn to laugh, "you're an idiot, never underestimate anyone who can do magic," Janet silently cast legilimens and searched the Director's head, his mental defences were quite strong, but they seemed to be natural rather than occlumency, Janet immediately set to work disassembling them.

"Bah, if you think to highly of yourself then defend yourself, "stupify," Janet batted the spell away with her wand, "expelliarmus," Janet batted it away, "confringo," the explosive spell met a barrier the moment it left his wand. The explosion sent a very confused Director flying backwards, "I've got to say, I'm impressed, I've never had that one used on me before." The Director grinned, "stupify," 'I am winning,' "colloshoo," 'it is only a matter of time,' "incendio," 'she is on the defensive,' "aqua eructo." 'Unable to return fire she will eventually slip up, "alarte ascendare," or she will succumb to magical exhaustion,' "incarcerous," 'after all her magic is not fully developed,' "rictusempra," 'she cannot defeat me,' "reducto," 'her shield charms must be taking their toll,' "ventus," 'that tickling feeling inside my head,' "conjuro fulguris," 'she is a legilimancer!'

Janet was almost there, she was down to the last line of defence, she would have finished faster if she had put her whole mind into it, but she had to ward off the Director's spells, some of which were quite powerful.

"This is unfair, you did not tell me you were a legilimancer," the Director complained, "conjuro fulguris tria," the huge column of lightning flew towards Janet and was met with a shield. The Director gawked, 'she is much more powerful than me, or anyone else I have ever fought, I must catch her off guard, we are gaining quite the audience.' They were now being watched by his remaining agents, the ghost sympathisers and the three ghosts, Mr Kippins was untying the still unconscious wizard.

"My turn Director," the witch said grinning at him with a Cheshire grin, she clicked her fingers and the Director felt something hit inside his head and everything was suddenly black, "welcome Director," the girl said, he couldn't see her.

"Where are we?"

"We are inside my mind, or rather just outside of it on a battleground I control," the blackness coalesced into a castle, then shifted into a desert, then an ancient temple, a boat, a deserted island, the seafloor. Rather unnerved the Director backed away, "you can't back away from me when I'm everywhere," she said appearing behind him, he jumped and scrambled away, right into her again, "see," the two witches said in sync.

"This must be an illusion."

"No, it's quite real," said a new Janet, he jumped at this, 'I have never met a legilimancer this strong,' "why thank you," the Janets had merged into one Janet. 'She is reading my mind,' "here thought and speech are the same, and you are about find out that it is not a good idea to hurt my family," everything then snapped to black and the Director found himself falling.