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Chapter 19
The Third Ghost Hybrid His Foolishness Created
(This is the most important chapter in the story. . . so if you get bored reading or something, DON'T. It took you the whole story to get to this point, and it is a very crucial point indeed. Thanks )
A cool breath tickled Taylor's face, and she opened her eyes abruptly. Darkness was the only thing she could see, and it trapped her in all directions. She felt cold, and hurt. Her head pounded as though someone had repeatedly struck it with an axe. Groaning in pain, Taylor tried to stand, but she couldn't. Every time she would try she would feel as though cold hands were pulling her down, and they kept their tight hold on her wrists.
"Danny. . .!" she gasped miserably, looking around blindly in the darkness. She reached out, but cold air wrapped around her hands, making her realize that she was truly alone.
"Where am I?" she asked to herself aloud, tears forming in her eyes as she looked around.
"DANNY!"
Memories of what had happened to her came back, causing her to cringe inwardly. For she was dazed from her awakening, and she had not thought of them before. She became angry, realizing that all of this was Vlad's fault.
"VLAD!"
Taylor looked down, spotting a small thin sheet of light. It was very small, just a line of brightness, however, to her unadjusted eyes it looked brighter.
"VLAD! I know you can hear me!"
Silence answered her, despite her sudden hunger to hear a voice, anything to signal human contact.
"When I get out of here. . . you are dead! DEAD!"
Her emotions were so strong, that as she screamed out, her voice was not strong enough to support it. Instead she crumbled to the freezing hard floor, tears falling down and spattering all around her.
"Danny!" she gasped, remembering every single moment of him, every smile he had given her, every touch she had received, the very sound of his voice. . .
She hiccupped, her back heaving as her crying increased. There was no telling where he was. . . if he was safe. . .if he was alive.
"No. . .he's alive. He has to be. . ."
Her head began to pound again, and she reached to touch it. Her head was covered with bandages, as though it had just been wrapped a few minutes before.
"Someone must come in here. . ." she whispered harshly to herself, voice shaking from her tears.
"That means I might have a chance to get out. . ."
But as the silence rang in her ears, and the cold surrounded her like a bitter ocean, she suddenly felt hopeless. There was nothing in this room. . . nothing. . .but the light was so strong. . .and she crawled over to it. The light reminded her of Danny in some way, the same warm hope he brought her. . .
"I will survive. . . for you Danny."
Little did Taylor know, that she wasn't as alone in the room as she thought. Vlad Plasmius lurked in the far corner behind her. His ghostly eyes allowed him to see in the darkness, and what he saw didn't bring him any pleasure, surprisingly.
He wasn't sure why, but all he knew was that watching the girl crawl around on her knees miserably didn't make him any happier than she in her present condition. For some reason it bothered him to see her cry for Daniel, and he wasn't sure why.
Obviously she had feelings, as any teenager would, but hers were stronger and more intense. She didn't have any ghost powers, though she could run, but she seemed to be stronger than anyone he had seen, adults included. He wanted her to be his apprentice now, become a human ghost hunter, be at his side. He knew he could mold her easily, and perhaps when she became a bit older. . . when she was of proper age. . well, that was a different story.
"When I get out of here. . . you are dead! DEAD!"
Am I?
He wanted to speak so badly, but he restrained himself instead, watching as she had a silent fit, gasping for air on the ground. Perhaps it was a natural paternal instinct he had, but he urged to comfort her in some way.
Biting his bottom lip, Vlad slowly backed into the wall, vanishing from the cell.
Now to check on Daniel.
"Ugh. . . can life get any more impossible?" Danny said, looking around at his prison. It was a small cage floating in the ghost zone, in the courtyard of some sort of ghostly building. From what Danny could see from his view, it looked very much like some sort of a castle surrounding him, thick gray walls as tall as skyscrapers, but beneath, nothing.
"I just hope that Taylor's okay. . ."
He was calm, indeed. Danny Phantom after all, had been through some difficult stuff. This wasn't half as weird as being locked in Walker's ghost prison. However, he had never broken so many "rules" in his life. . .well, afterlife.
"Well, I'll just have to sit back and relax. . . until I can figure out to get out of here."
Danny knew very well that Vlad wouldn't let Taylor die, far from it in fact. He cared too much about her for some sick reason. Though this caused him some discomfort, it proved useful at the present moment.
"Relaxing in a stressful situation Daniel? Perhaps you are becoming more skilled than I give you credit for." came a smooth voice from behind him.
Danny turned around to see Vlad, floating in mid air looking slightly tired. Even in his ghost form, Danny could see his fatigue. There was a hint of something on his face besides evil, and it was worry.
"Save your compliments for someone who wont throw up when they hear them!" shot Danny angrily, fists clenched.
"Ah Daniel. . . your sense of humor is quite. . . refreshing, though you could brush up on your dismal vocabulary."
Danny rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.
"Save it Vlad. . . just tell me where I am, and where the HELL Taylor is!"
Vlad closed his eyes and opened them with a small chuckle. He looked to be livening up a bit, back into the restless evil villain he came to know, and hate.
"Always so quick to get to the point Daniel . . .but perhaps I will tell you where you are. . . as your small teen mind hasn't been able to figure it out yet."
Danny let out an angry yell, his eyes glowing even greener than the ecto all around him. Vlad disregarded it and continued.
"Tonight, in approximately three hours, you will have the honor of being the lead entertainer of my show." hissed Vlad in a silky, calculating voice. Danny didn't like the tone in the least, but he kept listening.
"Where of course, you will meet your end. . ."
Danny tried not to vomit. The way Vlad sounded, he knew it was serious.
"And Taylor will have the honor of watching up close and personal." he added with an evil smirk, watching Danny with his pitiless red eyes.
"You won't get away with this Vlad!" Danny shouted, face growing red from the hot blood rushing to his head.
"I think I already have."
"And if you even think about hurting Taylor-"
"Oh far from it Dear boy. Far from it."
Danny gritted his teeth, eyes narrowing to slits as he lifted his hand and tried to blast Vlad. What he found however was that his powers were completely useless.
"What is this?!"
Vlad laughed, cruelly and malevolently. His laughter bounced off the ghostly walls.
"Welcome to SuperGhost Stadium Daniel! And welcome to your end!"
Hours had gone by, and suddenly, the empty stadium was full. It was a full circle, filled with purple seats and large stands every twenty rows. In the center was a large purple ray, and in the middle a spacious pad. All around the green ghostly sky adorned it, spiraling around the stadium elegantly. Ghosts now occupied the seats, very strange ones indeed. There were several pink ghosts with seven eyes each, and very human looking ghosts as well. Some just looked plain and white, with dotted red eyes, and some looked like large monsters. One however looked a bit more sinister than the rest.
Thousands of cheers engulfed Skulker as he floated into the stadium. He smiled, a very sinister looking smile, as he looked around at the full stadium. Countless ghost fugitives had come from across the ghost zone to see this, a very historical and proud moment indeed.
In just a mere hour, Danny Phantom would meet his end.
Skulker's ghostly pale skin brightened with excitement as he took his place, standing upon a small incline on the old stadium.
"The ghost child will soon be gone. . . and Plasmius promised me his carcass when he was finished. . ." said Skulker to himself, grinning with pleasure. Adding Danny Phantom to his collection would be excellent, and finally it would be complete.
"But where is the ghost child?"
"Ugh!" gasped Taylor, as her cell door was kicked open. The light blinded her, and she put one arm out in front of her, shielding herself from the light. She tried to look however, and she could make out a lithe figure in the doorway.
"Good evening Dear."
She would know that voice from anywhere.
"Vlad!"
Taylor stumbled to the very end of the cell and leaned up against the wall tensely.
"DON'T COME NEAR ME!"
Vlad watched as her almond shaped brown eyes glared at him. Her bandages had come off, leaving Taylor's hair out, long and brown. It was surprisingly neat, but that was because Vlad had combed it. Her fenton lab outfit was still on here. It had been glued to her skin for some reason, and now he realized how much it resembled Danny's own outfit. Her face, though pale and angry, looked as pretty as ever. Vlad breathed out slowly and moved closer to her, knowing that in her weak state it wouldn't take much to restrain her.
Her eyes began to adjust, and she put her arm down. She could finally make out the figure of Vlad, hands against his hips as he stared at her sternly. The look was almost fatherly, and perhaps concerned looking. He began to walk over to her when Taylor stumbled to the other end of the cell.
"Get away!"
Vlad sighed, and looked at her with pitiless blue eyes.
"You'll thank me eventually Taylor, but now is not the time to act like a child."
"I'm sixteen, barely sixteen! I am a child, and so is Danny! What you're doing is wrong!" she said loudly, her voice not wavering despite the nausea she was beginning to feel from standing up for so long.
"I will never go with you! EVER!"
Vlad rolled his eyes against darkness, and walked over to her briskly.
"I see."
" . . .What are you doing! NO STOP!"
Vlad took her squarely by the wrist and pulled her towards him. Her struggling increased as he picked her up and put her on his shoulder.
"STOP!" she screamed, slapping his chest with her fists.
"Stop right now!"
She was ignored, and this enraged her so much she began to kick. Being light however, Vlad was not fazed.
"DANNY!"
Down the Hallway from Taylor was Danny, kicking and struggling as his own ghostly clones pulled him from his containment cell.
"DANNY!" he heard, and he cried out in surprise as he saw Taylor being held by Vlad. The site was almost comical and he would have laughed had he not realized that this might be the last time he would ever see her.
"TAYLOR!"
"DANNY!"
Taylor gave Vlad a swift kick, making Danny laugh a bit quietly. Vlad scowled and drew closer.
"Take him to he stadium." he ordered his failed clones.
"Yes father," they both droned monotonously.
"Danny!"
As they passed, Taylor grabbed Danny's hand. Danny and his clones turned to face her, and Vlad stopped, trying to pull Taylor along.
"Danny. . .just listen to me. . .I won't let anything happen to you! I. . .I. . .I love you Danny!"
Vlad stiffened, and then took a firmer hold on Taylor's middle. Danny, frustration and sadness plastered upon his face answered with a shaking voice," I . . . I really. . . I love you too Taylor. . .and I promise, we'll both get out of this alive! I promise!"
Before they could utter another word, Taylor was forcefully pulled by Vlad, and Danny was slapped roughly by one of his own clones with a large laser stick. Danny cried out in pain and was silenced, Taylor screaming after him desperately.
He disappeared from his view as she turned around the corner with Vlad. After what seemed like an eternity, he put her down, transformed into Plasmius, and pushed her out into what looked like a twisted sort of football stadium, or a coliseum she had seen in old history movies. The difference was, everything was purple, and there was no way coliseums would have large ray guns in the center. . .
"What is this place. . ." she said quietly, looking up at Vlad with curiosity, for a moment forgetting he was the very reason he was here.
"The beginning of he end my dear. . ."
Taylor looked out, the pure noise and chill rippling her hair to the side as she watched the large stadium. Vlad came behind her, and took her by her thin wrists. He applied an uncomfortable pressure, making her flinch.
"Even think about moving, and you know what will happen."
He pushed down harder to give her the full effect. Taylor turned around, looking up at his quite handsome, yet hideous face. When she looked into his soulless red eyes she felt as though she was starting at the very face of evil. Bravely, she glared.
"You won't get away with this Plasmius!"
Vlad rolled his eyes and pushed her forwards, holding onto her as though she were no weight at all.
"Oh trust me Taylor, I already have. . ."
From the opposite side of the stadium, Danny was being pushed out roughly by his guards. The crowd cheered with a tremendous roar, almost making Taylor's ears pop as a result. Locking her eyes with Danny's she gave him a brave face. He needed it right now. However, he looked a bit frazzled as he was pushed onto a large purple platform.
"Oh God. . ."
Vlad grinned maliciously and floated with Taylor to the center of the stadium. There he placed both hands on her shoulders, looking up at the crowd with an evil smirk.
"Welcome all to SuperGhost Stadium!"
The crowed responded with a monotonous cheer, so deafening that the floor rumbled.
"Without much further wait. . . I give you, Danny PHANTOM!"
A loud "BOO!" rocketed around the stadium, making Taylor feel infuriated. Danny was so hated in the ghost world?
"Ugh!" she cried out in protest, trying to get out of his tight grasp. Vlad just moved his arm to her middle and held it there, making her cry out as he crushed her organs.
"DANNY!"
She looked up helplessly, her hair falling in front of her face as she gazed at him with wild eyes. She wanted so desperately to help him, to hold him. It was like torture watching him.
Danny looked to Taylor and gave her a brave look. He suddenly looked a hero again, as he stepped onto the platform.
"Oh God. . ."
"Oh God, yes," said Plasmius to the crowd, who sniggered at her response.
"And now, Danny Phantom, the very boy who put you all back here. . . will meet his end finally! Never to return!"
"UGH NO HE WON'T!"
Taylor stole Vlad's invisible microphone and screamed into it.
"YOU ALL SUCK!"
Vlad grimaced and put his hand over her mouth.
"Behave yourself Taylor!"
Danny however looked slightly amused as he was tied securely to the platform. Then, he became serious once again. For the first time, Taylor could see slight fear in his eyes. He knew that there was no escape. . . he knew.
"Oh God. . ." Taylor gasped into Vlad's hand, tears brimming in her eyes.
"Oh God Danny!"
"And now. . .let the execution begin!"
The very word sent an electric charge of fear throughout her body as she looked helplessly up at Danny. His neon green eyes stared back at her, fear evident as he looked up at the ray before him, beginning to charge with plasma.
"And last words Danny?" screamed Vlad from far in front of him.
Danny looked up, his face brave and fearless as he shouted, "I'll never have any last words, not now, not ever!"
The crowd booed, and Vlad grinned evilly.
"Initiate ray!"
It was that moment, that small ray of time, Taylor knew. Her instincts set her body into motion faster than her body itself, and her mind took over.
"NO!'
Everything went in slow motion as she bit into Vlad's hand. This weakened him, and he let go with a shout. His hold loosened and with all the strength she possessed, she pulled away from him and ran with a sprint towards Danny, the light of the ray getting brighter and brighter as it readied to shoot.
Each step was a millisecond as she ran faster than she had ever ran in her life. Distantly behind her she could feel the heat of one of Vlad's rays scorch her foot, but she didn't care. . . she couldn't let Danny die. Nothing could hurt more.
Screaming and crying in agony, Taylor came closer and closer to Danny, his skin illuminated by the light of the ray as he stared up at it with wide eyes. So much was going on in that moment, but it was slowed down drastically in Taylor's mind. All she could think about was saving Danny, Danny, the boy who had befriended her, the boy she came to love. . .the hero she cherished beyond all others. . .
Even herself. . .
She sped up to the spot, dodging the guards with speed, and stood in front of the ray. She looked back at Danny, her face relieved as she shielded him. Quickly she opened up her arms, then looked up at the ray. It was so bright.
"No! Stop the process!" she heard Vlad say, but it was much too late. . .
Time would be her shield now. . .
Her look of misery faded as she saw the blast head towards her, a green neon light.
The color of Danny's eyes. . .
That was the last thought before it hit her squarely, engulfing her it it's power. She was rooted to the spot, her body screaming out in pain as it felt on fire. Taylor joined her body's agony, screaming and thrashing like a banshee. The light turned her inside out, ripping her apart, gashing her very fabric of life.
Danny and the rest of the thousands shielded their eyes as a bright light filled the stadium, and a huge boom was heard from the center. A giant wave of energy shook the area, making several ghosts fall out of their seats.
Then the light subsided, enough for everyone to glance at what was going on. Centered in the stadium, was Danny standing before Taylor with complete fear. His chains had broken due to the blast, and if he wasn't a ghost he surely would have died.
The crowd stood, watching in awe as the girl writhed in the light, her body a mere shadow in the intense neon. Danny screamed, his eyes wide.
"TAYLOR!"
Vlad, mouth agape, watched with horror as the girl died, burned, and crumbled.
She spun round and round, scream echoing even louder as though a ghostly voice.
Taylor continued to scream, until suddenly the light dimmed drastically. . .
She was then seen, body floating in mid air. Her legs were together, head thrown back, and arms held out wide from where she had shielded Danny, turning her into a grotesque letter T.
Her Fenton Lab outfit had reversed, turning it all black instead of white, and her gloves, boots, the belt that separated the black shirt from skirt and very top of her jumpsuit, were white instead of black. Her small skirt was the only thing that made her outfit any different than Danny's, and the large letter "t" on her chest. Her hair was down, yet looked as though it was nothing but a fire-like substance.
It had turned a snowy white.
And as she opened her eyes, they looked wide laser green marbles.
". . .D. . .D. . ."
And the stadium was silent for once, and her small words could be heard as she slowly dropped to the ground.
Danny swept across to catch her, feeling how warm and burnt her body was. For a moment her laser green eyes gazed dizzily at him, and her fiery white hair tickled his face.
"Danny. . ."
Danny's body shook as he held her.
"Oh God Taylor. . .Oh God!"
He held her close, beginning to cry as she moved no more.
Vlad looked to the laser Jack Fenton had made, to a ghostly Taylor, and his eyes widened.
". . .She is indeed. . . The third ghost hybrid his foolishness created. . ."
And in the silence of the stadium, Taylor Specter was born.
Well, Vlad should have known that when he used one of Jack Fenton's inventions it would come back to bite him. Of course, he's going to pin the blame on Jack so it's easier for him.
And yes. . . now you know why my story is called what it is. . . and my new copyrighted ghost hybrid Taylor Hecter by day, Taylor Specter by night, is now created.
Hehehe I love the name I made up. Taylor Hecter, Specter . . . get it?
. . . Er, well now you do. I hope.
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Anyway, I've been soo busy lately :( Sorry for the late update!
Anywayss again,
YAYS! Hoped you liked!