Danny jumped out of the way, just as Jazz's fist hit the spot he had once stood.
"What!" Danny yelled from behind her, "What do you mean you have no control?" Danny shouted angrily.
"The suit does what it wants!" she said as it shot a missile at Danny. He dodged but it turned and hit him in the back. Danny was pushed forward a few feet from impact.
Just as this happened a helmet inside the bubble helmet appeared and secured itself on Jazz's head. It seemed to be searching for something in her brain.
Jazz tried to claw it off, but it seemed to be glued on. Suddenly it seemed to have found what it was looking for and she jumped at Danny. Danny was caught off guard as he was trying to stand from the last attack.
Jazz's claws grasped his small chest and forced him to land back on the ground. His back was to the grass and he tried to pull Jazz off of him.
"Jazz! Get off of me!" then Danny remembered something Vlad had said earlier, "This suit will search your mind for past thoughts. Every evil thought you had about young Daniel will become reality, and every bad thing you wanted to do to him when you were mad will too."
"Jazz, the suit is searching your brain for evil thoughts you thought about me before," Danny tried to say, though her grasp was tightening. He yelled out in anger, "Jazz you're... crushing my ribs. When did you want to do that?"
"Uh, I wished that a few years ago, after you read my diary that one time. I was really mad and I wished that I could crush your ribs, but I never meant for it to actually happen!" Jazz said. She tried to loosen her grasp on her brother, but she couldn't. The suit had full control of her.
"Well, it is" Danny screamed in pain as he felt one of his ribs crack. He began to sweat. He could see Vlad high above in the grandstand with his evil smirk.
"Jazz stop! Please stop!" Danny pleaded; he grabbed her arms and tried to wrench them off. He didn't want to fight his sister, but he may have to.
"I can't Danny. I'm not in control! I'm not doing it!" Jazz began to cry. She was crushing her brother. His eyes looked to sad and pleading.
"Jazz, you are in control. You thought these things! You can control your own thoughts!" Danny screamed in even more pain than before as another rib cracked. He closed his eyes to try to drown out the pain.
Finally Jazz let go, but she didn't do it. The suit was getting ready for another attack. Danny tried to stand up but his chest screamed at him and he fell back down. He looked up at Jazz's worried face. Apparently she knew the next thing coming.
"Run, Danny Run!" she yelled.
"I… can't," Danny let his head fall to the soft welcoming ground. Jazz once again lurched at Danny; her razor sharp finger jabbing him in the chest again. They penetrated his skin and seemed to be reaching for his heart.
Danny yelled out. He never knew Jazz was so strong or she at one point wanted to do these things to him.
"You wanted to rip my heart out?" he asked.
"That one was when I was trying to help you with your ghost hunting. After you yelled at me in the janitor's closet. It felt like my heart got ripped out so I wished I could do it to you so you could see what it felt like," she admitted.
"I feel it Jazz," Danny yelled, "you won't actually do it will you?"
"Of coarse I wouldn't! But this suit may!" she suddenly felt a rush of adrenaline hit her like a cannonball as she held a second of control. She wrenched her fingers from his chest. Blood covered the tips.
Suddenly Vlad realized her control and took over again. The suit slashed its fingers across Danny's face, bloody pouring out. She seized this opportunity and slashed across his legs arms and torso. The suit broke Danny's weak legs and shot everything it could at him.
Jazz was trying to get control of the suit, but couldn't. She had to stand and watch her brother get pelted by her own hands. She couldn't bear it.
Finally, Danny couldn't either. He laid limp on the ground and transformed back into human mode. Jazz was about to finish him off when she screamed, "Vlad stop! I don't want to see Danny die!" tears started to pour from her eyes as she looked up at the grandstand.
Vlad stopped the suit as its fingers were inches away from Danny's head. He walked down the stairs unto the field.
"Oh, Danny! What have I done?" she kneeled down next to her brother and picked up his head. He was so hurt, so bloody that Jazz had to turn away from the scars of guilt that she had mad. She began to cry even more.
Vlad came up behind her and put a hand on his shoulder. But before he knew what hit him, Jazz had tackled him and she was pinning him to the ground.
"YOU! YOU DID THIS TO HIM! YOU'RE GOING TO PAY, VLAD!" she raised a clawed hand ready to swipe it across his ugly face.
Vlad quickly raised his remote and said, "Get off of Vlad and stand at attention," into the speaker. Jazz obeyed.
"Jasmine… I didn't do anything. You did it. You were the one who wished those things would happen to Daniel and you were the one down here fighting. I wasn't here at all.
She was about to attack Vlad when she felt something stab her in the back of the neck. She fell forward and the last thing she saw before darkness seized her was Vlad's hideous grin and Danny's limp bloody figure.
He was hurt and dying and Jazz was convinced that it was all her fault.