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Thank you DPcrazy andKittygrl24 for your reviews! Next week and the week after I'm sad to say I will not be able to update (Christmas/family stuff), but I shall do my best to make sure that when the update does come it's worth the wait. Anyway, last chapter, we had Valerie finally getting over her ghost-hate issues, and Vlad is plotting. Here's chapter seven!
CHAPTER SEVEN: Master of Mayhem
Vlad leaned back in his chair, thinking. Over the past week it had become rather frustratingly obvious that attacking Daniel with both Valerie and Mimic to back him up would be an exercise in futility. The three worked well together as a team, and even Vlad would have difficulty beating them all. Daniel was fast and powerful, even if he was far younger than Vlad, Valerie was an excellent shot and certainly was motivated, and Mimic had ten years of experience and a flair for improvisation. Had it been only one or even two of them Vlad would have been fairly confident in his own abilities, but three was rather pushing it. He scowled.
Clearly he would need to split the three up. Maybe he could arrange three ghost attacks to happen at the same time? Provided they all felt confident enough to handle a ghost attack alone, they would split up to catch the three ghosts, leaving Daniel open. Once Vlad attacked, he would need to finish the fight very quickly, in case Valerie or Mimic came by to find their friend... perhaps the Plasmius Maximus?
A smug grin lit upon the man's face as ideas churned through his mind. Let the Pawns distract the Knights, then, while one King chased the other.
"Checkmate, Daniel."
Danny groaned as his ghost sense went off in Lancer's lesson, quickly followed by the beep of Valerie's ghost detector. He poked Antoinette, and she nodded. She raised her right hand in the air, at the same time hunching her shoulders slightly and holding her other hand over her stomach.
"I need to go the nurse's office, Mr Lancer... I feel really ill!" Antoinette said, subtly making herself look paler. Danny quickly offered to accompany her, and Valerie, giving Danny and Antoinette odd looks, asked if she could go to the bathroom. Lancer rolled his eyes, but allowed the three to leave, and they all went their separate ways only to meet up a few minutes later outside the school, suited for battle. Valerie took charge.
"My ghost detector says there are three ghosts, but they're all in separate places. Should we split up?" she asked. Danny bit his lower lip.
"Does that thing tell you how powerful they are?" he asked, not wanting to have to face someone like Vlad alone. Valerie nodded. "They're only a level three, maybe a four... Mimic, you're a five at the very least, Danny; you're a six, maybe even a seven. We should be able to handle it." Danny reluctantly nodded. "Fine, split up, but if you get into trouble, get out of there. We can regroup and fight them together later if need be. Okay?" the two girls nodded, and the three ghost fighters flew off in different directions to seek out the ghosts.
Valerie frowned. Danny had given her a rundown of the ghosts he knew, and this one she recognised as one of Walker's goons. She knew Danny was a wanted criminal in the Ghost Zone, but Walker was sneakier than this. To have three of his goons show up in the middle of the day, without any obvious reason, it had to be...
"A trap!" she hissed, as she turned away from the police officer and kicked her jet sled into action, flying as fast as she could, hoping she could make it before one of her friends got into trouble.
Mimic was confused. Why would Walker's goons be here, and why only three? Danny can beat them easily enough, Walker knows that from experience, so why would he bother to send only three guards after him?
Her eyes widened as she came to the same conclusion as Valerie, just as the huntress came flying around the corner. "Mimic! We have to find Danny!" shouted the red-suited girl. Mimic nodded, and fle into the air to follow the other girl.
Danny had been surprised to see that the ghostly threat had been one of Walker's goons. But then the ghostly police officer had disappeared, and Plasmius had attacked.
Danny barely managed to duck as a pink blast flew over his head, and spun around to face the older halfa with hatred in his glowing green eyes. "Vlad."
The white-cloaked ghost merely smirked. "Pleased to see me, Daniel?" He asked, holding a weapon Danny was very familiar with in his right hand. "The Plasmius Maximus!" he muttered to himself, as he ducked under another ectoblast. "What do you want, Vlad?" he asked, firing a blast of his own at the older ghost. He got a smirk for an answer, and an ectoblast clipped his left arm. He hissed in pain, and rolled out of the way to avoid another blast.
"You still have a choice, Daniel. Think of all the things we could do together! You could learn so much from me... I could help you, be a real father to you!" Vlad smirked, grabbing Danny by the front of his jumpsuit. Danny turned intangible and pulled away from him, kicking the wannabe father-figure in the shin.
Vlad scowled angrily, forming three copies of himself, and Danny cursed himself for not getting Mimic to teach him how to duplicate. Caught off guard, a weak ectoblast hit him in the stomach and he stumbled back. Throwing himself into the air again, he charged at one of the Vlads with ectoblasts burning at his fingertips. The duplicate disappeared, and Danny turned to face the other Vlads, preparing himself for an attack.
Firing another blast, and flinging up a shield just in time to deflect a hit, Danny didn't notice the duplicate sneaking around behind his back, Plasmius Maximus in hand...
This was a hard chapter to write- fight scenes are really, really annoying. Hopefully you enjoyed this chapter, and I'm sorry I left you with a cliffhanger, especially as it's on a two-week hiatus for Christmas, but you shall have to wait until next chapter to find out what happens to poor Danny. Any advice regarding the fight would be much appreciated. Please review!