Author's Note- So, here's the ending. I really, really hope you like it, or at the very least don't kill me for messing up. Thanks for reading this.
Hearts and Skulls,
Sophia
Danny's POV
Mom was freaking out.
So were Dash, Paulina, Valerie, and half the student body. Suddenly, Dash of all people ran at the GIW and actually managed to knock one out before being thrown back into the crowd. Mom was trying to convince the agents to let me go, that it was different now. That made me smile. People really did care.
Too bad it didn't matter. I was half-dead already. I would lose the half part pretty soon.
I heard Sam's voice. She was still shaking with tears. I felt bad about that.
"Danny, you better make it out of this, or I'll kill you myself," she said. I smiled. That's my Sam.
Then I heard something that I should never have been able to hear over the roar of the crowd. Three whispered words.
And I'm hauled into a big black van.
Dani's POV
This was all my fault. If I had only stayed home today, none of this would have happened. I hold on to Sam, and she's crying more than me. I bet she hates me. I hate me.
I don't understand. These people, if they even deserve to be called that, want to hurt us because we're different. We have emotions. We feel pain. Daddy and I aren't even dead. Not all the way.
I am ten years old and they wanted to kill me. Daddy is 15 and they will kill him. I just don't understand what we did wrong. All we did was exist. All I did was go outside. It isn't fair.
I didn't realize I was speaking out loud until I was done. There is a short silence. Then, many hands raised me up.
"Tell them the truth, the way you see it," Sam tells me quietly.
I was flying. It was just a nice day, you know? I'm a kid. I like to play outside. I was shot in the back. You don't know how much their weapons hurt. If Daddy or me can't use our powers, it's like having two broken legs. It freaking hurts!
We're just people. We aren't monsters. If we are, then we don't mean to be. I was made this way. Daddy had a lab accident. We're still us. Would you hurt a kid? Would you torture a kid? Would you kill a kid? That's what the Guys in White are doing.
And even tough that's what's happening, I don't say all live people are evil, but you say all ghosts are evil because of the actions of a few. We have a lot of power, more than live people, but we don't usually hurt anyone. Not more than humans do.
So if you let them kill my daddy, you just stood back and allowed a murder.
3rd person POV
The speech had a huge effect. Suddenly, all the kids from Casper high felt like they were a part of something huge. Something that could define them, and if they made the wrong choice, they would regret it for the rest of their lives.
Only, what was the right choice?
"We have to save him. Think of how many times he saved you," Sam said. "I doubt we would last two days without him. And we owe him. We owe him for every car, every failed test, every day with no rewards, risking his life."
"Let's go save Fentur- Fenton!" Dash corrected himself quickly. He would have to work on that.
"If you don't help us, you're basically digging your own grave. How many times a day does he save this town? Seven? Eight?" Tucker put in.
This got a reaction. People began swarming the van.
"Let Danny go! Let Danny go!" The crowd chanted. The GIW made no move to do as told.
We will not let the ectoplasmic scum go. He is a danger to society; an automated message came out of a speaker.
"He saves our lives on a daily basis!" Star shouted.
We will not let the ectoplasmic scum go. He is a danger to society.
"Then we'll make you!" Valerie exclaimed. "I have seventeen guns on my person, anyone else?"
"I have a Fenton-blaster," Sam offered.
"I have eleven blasters, six Tasers, and nine knives," Maddie said.
A few kids had pocketknives, but after the rest of the weapons were distributed, there were still a lot of kids left with nothing.
We will not let he ectoplasmic scum go. He is a-
The speaker was taken out with a well-aimed blast from Valerie.
They fired at the van over and over again, and it was scorched and dented. Eventually, they blew a hole through one of the windows. Sam held out her arm to a grinning Danny.
"Your welcome," she said, quite sarcastically.
"Thanks," Danny said sincerely. "How the hell did you just do that?"
"Ask you're daughter," Sam smiled. As Danny exited the car, he turned to Sam.
"If I'm Danielle's dad, then… would you be willing to be her mom?"
Sam was so happy she could hardly speak to say, "Yes!"
Danny's POV
Something was right.
Things got pretty crazy. For one, I had a daughter and a… girlfriend? I guess? It was perfect.
Oh, yeah, the GIW still try to attack from time to time, but their division has been considerably downsized. I guess being defeated by a few teenagers and a woman who was considered a whack-job is bad for business.
I'm sixteen now, and Dani is eleven. I couldn't imagine a better ending.
