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Battle of the Century

Chapter 6- I'm Not Ready

When I flew through, even though I had mentally prepared myself, I was still shocked at what I saw. Vlad's lab was absolutely charred. There was black covering the entire room, from the floor to the ceiling. Well, this was pointless, I frustratingly thought. Just as I was about to fly away, I saw some white a little to my left. I changed back to my other half and walked over to see what it was. I brushed away some of the soot to see what looked like a journal entry of Vlad's. Curious, I picked it up and started to read.

Drake's temper is vicious, like his father's, so I may be able to use it to my advantage. He's believed all the lies I told him about Daniel and his family. His daughter intrigues me, though. (I raised my eyebrow at this.) She is Daniel's daughter; I have checked her DNA, ("How did he check my DNA? If he was alive, I would have killed him for that!" I exclaimed to myself angrily.) yet she shows no signs of ghostly activity. Her ghost genes appear dormant, so it's hard to tell if she will ever develop ghost powers. I have watched the family closely, keeping Daniel particularly under surveillance. He appears to have no other powers, except for that cursed ghostly wail of his. Luckily, he hasn't used it on me in a while, so I have been able to rebuild my strength.

I have got the perfect plan to crush Daniel once and for all, and it will be carried out tomorrow. I will set an invasion on the town, leaving Daniel weakened and vulnerable. I will then kill Samantha and Lilith in front of his eyes, before killing him as well. ("This must have been written the day before he killed Mom and Dad," I muttered.) It is perfect, and nothing can go wrong. ("He was wrong about that," I said.) Drake doesn't even know and I don't intend for him to. There is one thing that disturbs me about Drake. Though I can use his temper to my advantage, I have to admit that his temper-

The paper was then turned to ashes by an orange ecto-ball. I gasped and looked to my right, the direction where the ecto-ball had come from, seeing Drake smirking and tossing another ecto-ball in his hand.

"Frightened him," he said. I gave him a confused look, not understanding what he meant. "My temper frightened him," he explained. I realized he was finishing the journal entry. He then threw the orange ecto-ball he had been tossing at me. It nearly hit me, but I sprung back on my hands and landed on my feet, changing to Lily Phantom as I did so. My ghost sense went off, larger than usual, and I realized he had some ghosts with him, invisible.

"Show yourself!" I shouted. "I know that some of you are hiding there, invisible!" One by one, ghosts started to appear. Skulker, Ember, Box Lunch, Johnny 13, Kitten, Shadow, a black and purple dragon-known as Prince Aragon-, a few knights, and some other ghosts I didn't recognize. Thankfully, I didn't see Dan Phantom anywhere, so I didn't have too much to worry about besides the ghosts present. I then realized that there was a ghost behind me, but it was too late. It grabbed me roughly by the collar of my jumpsuit, choking me slightly. The ghost turned me around to face it, and I found myself looking into the burning green eyes of the Fright Knight.

"Whelp," he declared, raising his sword, "be prepared to be sent to your worst fear!"

I charged up an ecto-ball in my hand and whispered, "Not happening," before letting it loose in the Fright Knight's face. He gave a shout, cursing furiously at me under his breath. His winged horse gave me a vicious glare and started to run towards me, prepared to charge. I did the same thing to the horse as I did to the Fright Knight. With a shriek, it flew into the Ghost Zone, leaving its owner behind. I then felt myself pinned against the wall hard, one of Skulker's guns hovering in my face.

"Prepare to become the pelt at the foot of my bed," he declared. I cringed and closed my eyes, waiting for the hit to come, but it never did.

"Skulker, put her down," Drake commanded. Reluctantly, he dropped me, muttering something along the lines of, "So close to having a Phantom at the foot of my bed." I shuddered, completely disgusted by the thought of that.

"Ah, Lily, how is my dear sister?" I then saw him eye the wings on my back. "And what's with the wings?"

"They're part of my special power," I said.

"And that would be?" He waited for me to continue.

"Not telling you," I growled. I saw him fire ecto-balls in his hands, so I fired up my purple ecto-energy as well.

"You mean you don't know," he said, throwing an ecto-ray at me. I narrowly dodged it and threw a purple ecto-ray at him, mirroring his moves. He dodged it as well, and it charred the already blackened wall behind him.

"I don't have to tell you anything," I declared. I held up an amethyst ecto-ball, ready to fire it at any time.

"As you wish," he replied, snapping his fingers. His entire army surrounded me, glaring menacingly at me. "You do realize that you're outnumbered, though." He smiled, looking smug.

I knew I couldn't take them all, so I did the next best thing; I flew away from the battle. I heard Drake's laugh throughout the lab, his laugh and his words etching themselves into my mind.

"Run, dear sister, run! We'll have one last fight in Amity Park!" he shouted, cackling his empty laugh once more. His voice and laugh rang in my ears, giving me a headache. I flew as fast as I could, turning intangible when I needed to phase through the ceilings and roof, until I reached the clouds' level. I then slowed down and flew at a reasonable pace, not wanting to wear myself out too soon. A few birds flew by me, looking chipper and carefree. A smile danced across my lips, happy to see the chipper ness of some of the life.

There was nobody that carefree back in Amity Park as it is now, I thought, sighing. I though all about what had happened in the last few hours. My mind then flickered back to Vlad's journal entry. "'I have to admit that his temper frightens me,'" I thought out loud. "That's what Drake said the last part of the journal entry read. So, even Vlad was scared of Drake's temper," I mused. "Why couldn't he have just left alone? Drake's far too lost to be saved," I whispered. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I let them flow free. I cried for the brother I had lost, I cried for the fate of Amity Park, and I cried for the loss of my parents that happened so long ago. "It's just too late; I'm not ready," I whispered before flying into the black of the night.

I know it's short, but I didn't have too much for this chapter. I hope you still enjoy it, though! By the way, when Lily was reading Vlad's entry, the parentheses were Lily's actions and speech. R&R please!

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