Titans X: Chapter Ten: Ghostly Law: Oblivion
Danny screamed as blood spilt from his mouth, and the, the, THING walked out of the darkness. It was female, he could tell that through his blurred sight. It, she, wore a type of exoskin armor, black in color much like a bettle's armor, with a strange blue shine to it. She also had two huge blue eyes, and long, dreadlocked silver hair that came out of the back of her 'helmet' which only showed her previously mentioned eyes. She had gray skin underneath the armor, though that was a detail Danny couldn't see due to his…predictimate. He couldn't see just what was inches deep in his chest, but he could FEEL it, as it hoisted him up.
"Since you helped me, I guess I'll let you live," the she creature said, almost uncaring, as Danny was suddenly dropped to the ground. "You are a handsome one, aren't you?" She asked, tilting her head to the side, then back. Danny glared at her, his blood, green in color, pooling on the floor. He started coughing.
He got the suspicion that she was smiling.
Meanwhile…
The alarm sounded in Walker's room. HER cage was open. So he moved. Fast.
"You four, go check on that punk's friend! You other three come with me!" Walker barked, rushing towards the area. Two of his three went to the other side of the walkway, cutting off any possible escape.
Walker arrived just as soon as the creature stood up to its full height, stretching. She yawned when she caught site of Walker.
"Hello Warden." She said, emotionlessly. "If Bullet's still looking for his eye, I still have it…" she offered helpfully. Walker's glare deepend, then he noticed the ghost boy, bleeding. His eyes snaped back to the thing.
"Death Sheloth." He said, a hate in his voice. "Why'd you leave the punk alive? That's not your style."
Sheloth shrugged. "He scratched my back, I scratched his. Besides, he's not half bad looking." She cast a look at Danny filled with…something. It was something like lust…only also filled with fear and hate. "Since the act was preformed upon me thus many times…why not do so to others? If he doesn't bleed to death, that is." All of this was said with the same emotionless voice. "Might be interesting."
Walker's glare was marred by disgust. The two guards behind her rose up their weapons, aiming and charging…
When Death Sheloth flew backwards at such speeds that it would have been impossible to see unless you was something like XLR8. She turned intangible and went into the guard on the right.
Normally, if a ghost tried that on another ghost, or ghostly being, they would be automatically ejected, if you will. However, Death Sheloth was far from normal…
The guard let out a scream that would have been imposible for a human throat to make, as he was LITTERALLY split into a shell, which fell off of Sheloth's form, fading away into oblivion. Before the other guard could do anything as well, two flashes blinded him…as he fell apart, his head cut in half, his torso severed from his limbs…as he faded too into oblivion.
Death Sheloth raised her head upwards, looking at Walker, before disappearing all together.
Walker was shaking. Not in fear, but in rage. "S-sir?" the guard asked, looking at his boss.
If he had an answer, he didn't get to say anything as Peter swung in, and THROUGH, a wall, and grabbed up Danny. Thankfully Danny had, at that time, turned back into Danny Fenton. The wound, in that form, was less severe, but would still require medical attention.
"WOOHOO! Let's boogy woogy dudes!" Peter yelled, disappearing out the wall.
Walker stared after them for a long time, before turning away.
"She's his problem now."
"And I found a map of the ghost zone in Walker's quarters, found Danny like that, and the rest is history." Peter said, lounging back on a chair, sipping on a Booyah.
"I'm just gald you guys escaped…" Kim said, casting a look at Danny. "You sure you're going to be alright?"
"Yeah. Few stiches was all I needed…" Danny said, perking up.
"If you're sure…" she said, biting her lower lip.
Ben was off with Jake at the arcade, after making sure Danny would be OK, and June was…somewhere. She had been out of it since Peter and Danny were kidnapped. Kim felt sorry for her, June must have blamed herself…
Danny shook his head, feeling a bit tired. "Hey guys, I think I'll go turn in for the night, 'kay?"
"Sure, Danny." Kim said.
"Don't be wetting the sheets again," Peter mumbled halfway to himself, reading a magazine.
Kim swatted him with a flyswatter.
"OW!"
"Hah!"
Danny rolled his eyes, heading to his room.
Something about that…thing… 'Death Sheloth, Walker called her?' Something about Death Sheloth shook him up pretty badly. He didn't know what it was, it was just…bad. Seeing the way Walker looked at her…
Danny would notice the shadow that was creeping up on him until it was far, far too late.
"Hey, Mary," Peter started to ask, instinctively ducking underneath a flyswatter slap.
"What." Kim asked, a bit of irritation in her voice.
"Wanna play a video game?"
"You're on."
It was then Danny's scream tore through the house, sending both Peter and Kim flying upwards out of their seats and rushing towards his room.
When they got there…they both fell over laughing.
June was standing there, in front of Danny, apologizing profusely, as she helped pat him off, a broken cup laying on the bed, Danny's clothes stained by chocolately goodness.
"Oh man…" June moaned to herself. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I just wanted to make you some hot coco!"
Peter's laughter was the greatest of them all, as he howled on the floor.
"It's OK June! Really. It just burned a little. That's all." Then Danny glared at Peter, as he got up.
Last time he sleeps peacefully again, Kim mused to herself. Then she watched as Danny possessed Peter. Possibly to do something stupid to him.
That was until Danny was tossed out, his costume torn, his face bleeding, as Death Sheloth rose from the knocked out form of Peter Parker.