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Chapter 4
Lancer, Sam, and Tucker had run into the house without thinking. Stumbling through the front door just as Danny was being dragged downstairs. So intent on their captive, the Fenton adults didn't even register the new arrivals.
Lancer stopped abruptly and looked around himself. He hadn't been here since that final fight with Eclipse, and frankly, he didn't want to be in the middle of anything like that without first getting his bearings. He remembered that the door that his student had just been dragged through lead to the Fenton's lab, where that giant ghost portal stood, the last place he had seen Eclipse.
Lancer shivered.
"Tuck, what're we going to do? They won't let him go," Sam said, searching the living room like it would yield up battle plans working to their advantage.
"I don't-" but the tech-geek stopped mid sentence and the teacher turned to see what was wrong. A fiendish grin spread over the boy's face. "I got an idea."
Danny took a deep breath.
"Mom. Dad." His parents spun to face him, confused. "I-"
"Mr. and Mrs. Fenton!" Tucker yelled, running down the stairs, Sam close behind, "Come quick!"
"Tucker?" his mom stammered, giving a small glance at Danny. "What's wrong?" She blinked at them and something dawned on her. "Where's Danny?"
"We think he's been taken!" Sam said, tears threatening to spill from her eyes, "By a ghost!" Danny had to admire her acting; his parents totally fell for it.
"Come on Maddie!" his dad yelled, hoisting his ecto-gun onto his shoulder. "No one messes with our boy! Lead the way kids!"
With a fleeting look at Danny, Sam and Tucker nodded and shot back up the stairs, the Fenton adults not far behind, leaving the halfa alone in the basement.
"Now how do I get out of here…?" But no matter how he looked at it, there wasn't a way to get his bonds off of him, ghost or human.
"Just peachy."
Lancer cringed as the group rushed past, hoping that nobody would notice his hiding place. But, yet again, the Fenton adults were too intent of their son to pay any notice to the balding, middle-aged English teacher crouching under their kitchen table.
"My back isn't going to feel so good tomorrow," Lancer mumbled, crawling out from his hiding spot, massing his spine.
He stretched and made his way to the basement, scanning the area for a sign of his student. But that wasn't necessary; the giant pod in the center of the room was rather obvious.
"Danny?"
"Mr. Lancer?" came the muffled reply. Lancer ran around to the other side of the device and spotted Cujo strapped to a table, wining sadly.
"Cujo!"
"Mr. Lancer!" Danny cried, laughing slightly. "Man, you, Sam, and Tucker just saved me a lot of explaining!"
"What?" Lancer asked, undoing Cujo's bonds. The puppy leaped up and proceeded to clean the teacher's face.
"Never mind, just help me out of this, kay?"
"Alright," Lancer said, examining the machine. "How?"
Danny blinked. "Isn't there a button or something?"
Lancer spent about five minutes searching, Danny giving him suggestions on the best places to find the elusive button. But there seemed to be no device, stationary or remote, to open the machine.
"Dad must've taken it with him," Danny said, worry on his features. "Now what?"
Lancer sat on the floor, his back against the glass, Cujo let out a sad howl at his side looking downcast. Lancer gasped and looked up at the puppy then at Danny who seemed to have gotten the same idea.
"Hey boy, wanna do us a favor?"
"Brrow?"
"Now remember to stay clear of anything that goes flying through the air!" Danny warned his teacher. The man backed behind the massive dog preparing to demolish the ghost pod.
"Are you sure you'll be alright?" he asked, worry slipping into his voice. Danny rolled his eyes.
"I'll be fine sir," the boy reassured him, giving a faint smile though neither knew the anti-ghost capabilities of the pod.
"Alright then… Cujo… go!"
The ghost canine took a few good swipes at the containment pod, scrap metal flying through the air. Then the machine exploded and the dog reverted to its puppy size, Danny's boddy flying through the air and crash landing on the genetic pad for the ghost portal. The doors whooshed open and for one terrifying moment, the English teacher though he saw Eclipse soaring out and through the roof. Shaking his head to clear the image, he rushed forward to help his student, the teen managing to close the portal again in the process.
"Don't want any more ghosts out there than need to be," he joked, giving a half grin as he stood shakily, his teacher catching his arm in support. In the blast he had reverted back to Danny Fenton and Lancer was worried about the nasty marks around the boy's wrists. Those restraints had been far too tight.
"Will you be alright?" Lancer asked, Cujo bounding up to them. Danny laughed.
"I've lived through far worse. I can handle slight bruising. I'm already feeling better!" He smiled that carefree smile of his and laughed as Cujo pawed his pants worriedly, kneeling down to pat the dog assuredly on the head. "I'm fine little guy." The dog barked at him, wagging his tail.
A door slammed upstairs.
"Danny!" Jazz screamed, her voice echoing through the entire house. "Mom and Dad are tearing up the town looking for you! You better get out there somewhere!"
"Thanks Jazz!" Danny called up to her, rolling his eyes. "Ten minutes and they're already causing trouble looking for me. Guess I should feel good about that… right?" He laughed. "I'll give you a ride home and go find them, kay?"
Danny transformed and Mr. Lancer took a hesitant look at the ceiling.
"You mean… umm… fly? Well I don't kn-" But Danny had already scooped up Cujo and placed him in his protesting teacher's hold, grabbing onto the man's shoulders and lifting him into the air.
"Oh I hate flying," the teacher mumbled as they broke into open air, Danny stifled a laugh. How anyone could hate flying was way beyond him. It was the freest feeling in the world, and probably won his favorite power award. He would have done a few midair flips if not for his teacher.
Suddenly, there was a scream from below and Danny looked down. Some sort of large hairy thing with eight giant legs was attacking the street and sending Amity's citizens fleeing in fear. Just one girl was left behind and with a jolt, Danny realized that it was his parents' friends' daughter, Jessica, paralyzed with absolute terror at the creature before her as it came scuttling in her direction, clicking it pincers menacingly.
"Fantastic."
(Shudders) Urg… spiders… not even going to say how much I hate them. I'm getting freaked out just typing about them. (Shudders again) Glaahhhh!
Ok… sorry 'bout that. Hope I have you all on the edge of your seats 'cuz I am starting to hurt my fingers with all this typing. Two stories in one day! Woot!
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Ok that's it! No more books for you!
But she's so happy!
No, Laelia, she's insane.
Hehehe! (Sings 99 Death Eaters Go By) (Gets hit on the head with Deathly Hallows)
(Frowns) What're you looking at?
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