Me: I'm BAAAAACCK! Sorta, kinda, not really. heh heh

Danny: YOU ABANDONED US! FOR MONTHS!

Me: Sorry :( You forgive me though right? :3

Tucker: MONTHS!

Me: I said I was sorry! I shouldn't even be working on this now, I have six page paper due next week that I haven't even started on! (this is the part of the show where the author rants about their life, enjoy if you can, or join in on the complain train)

Sam:You have no excuse. Tons of writers find time to keep up on their stories, but you...

Me: IM SORRY ALREADY! *sigh* Due to recent reviews asking for updates, here ya go.

Danny tensed, "What do you want? How did you get here?"
Ever so nonchalantly Vlad waltzed down an invisible set of stairs till his feet hit the littered carpet.
"That's for me to know and you to find out. As for what I want,"

Oh, no. Here he goes, off into a monologue.

"I have wanted very little out of life. But each time whatever it is I want is snatched out of my grasp, owning the Packards, and Maddie…." His voice trailed off, his eyes looked glassy as he recalled memories of Madeline Fenton. He snapped back to the present a second later,
"There is one more thing. Destroying you, little badger, and I'm not giving life a chance to snatch my victory away this time." He smiled evilly, revealing a set of pointed fangs. I had always wondered why he, being a ghost, had the whole vampire look going on. I must have said that out loud, because Vlad started pulling at his hair yelling,
"I am NOT a vampire!" He shouted a bit louder, "I'm NOT! I'm NOT!"

It's amazing how a guy who is so calm and in control one moment can blow his top the next. This is why most people think that he is psychotic, including me. In some ways this makes him less scary, acting almost like a child having a temper tantrum. But then again, look at The Joker, being crazy seems to work out well for him.
"Oh, I've always wanted to say this." Rachelyn said almost laughing, "You are one seriously crazed up fruit loop."

I don't think he likes it when people call him that. My first clue was when he launched himself in the air towards Rachelyn. Danny jumped in his path and knocked him back into the wall. The few pictures left hanging on the wall fell to the floor. Vlad didn't stay down for long. He flew up through the gaping hole in my roof, cackling maniacally, Danny right behind him. A few punches had passed between them, when Vlad blasted Danny down to the ground of the cul-de-sac.

Sam yanked Tucker's backpack off and threw its contents on the ground. She grabbed a Jack'O Nine Tails and raced off to help Danny. Rachelyn had disappeared down the hall, only to reappear with a long gleaming piece of steel otherwise known as a sword in her hands. She ran out the front door after Sam.

"How come she gets the sword?" Tucker whined.
"Die evil fruit loop!" Rachelyn roared as she charged into the fray.
Tucker held up the laser lipstick with a frown.
"Aw, come on. Please tell me that's not all that is left." He said rummaging around his backpack. I was still looking around for something to use, not wanting to be left out of the fight. I spotted a wooden baseball bat leaning against the wall. Aha! I grabbed the old bat, waving it high over my head as I raced to the scrimmage in the middle of the street. Sam and Danny were keeping Vlad at bay while Rachelyn was attempting to sneak up behind him.

Vlad turned around, seeing Rachelyn, let off a blast of pink ecto-energy. She pulled off a Star Wars move and deflected it with the sword. While Vlad's back was turned Danny got in close for a kick to his ribs followed by an energy blast of his own, knocking Vlad to the ground. All while the pink blast that Rachelyn had deflected came barreling towards me. Instinctively, I ducked thereby got through unscathed. The bat wasn't as lucky. A rather large hole had been placed in dead in the center of the fatter end. It was still smoking as I looked through it, very glad that the hole wasn't in my head.
I ran back to the house hoping to find something else, anything else. Just then, it crossed my mind that the neighbors hadn't noticed us yet, strangely enough. I passed Tucker who sprinted past me, blasting a ray from his laser lipstick. Back in the house I ruled out everything that I had found so far, none of it could hold up to Vlad's power blasts. I turned back to see how the others were doing, it wasn't looking good.
Danny was looking tired as he dodged yet another fist thrown at him. The others were staring at the dueling pair as they hovered several feet in the air, panting, and showing signs of fatigue. In the show the fight was usually done by now, but this wasn't something scripted by authors with a thirty minute time slot. I looked around again for a weapon, I had to do something.

The TV mysteriously turned on at that moment, the front of Casper High filled the screen. I immediately thought of sending Danny and the rest home, but would Vlad follow them? He might just decide to stay and live in a Danny-free world here, and oh, I don't know, take it over perhaps? There was no telling what that fruit loop would do. We needed help. Help. Then I got to thinking, the Fenton's had tons of ghost weapons in their basement that could take out a middle aged halfa. Yeah, that could work.

I glanced back one last time; I saw all of my friends battling a crazed lunatic. I didn't want to leave them, but at this rate they weren't going to last much longer. I turned back towards the television, green mist poured into the room and sparks flew off the set. Just for a few minutes, I said to myself. Get in, grab some weapons, and get out. After a deep breath I dived headfirst into the screen. A tingle rippled through my skin, weightlessness, then falling. I only opened my eyes long enough to see a slab of concrete coming closer much faster that I wanted it too, and then nothing but blackness.

Rachelyn swung the sword with all her reserved strength towards the older halfa's head, but he was no longer there. Exhausted from the fight, she was about ready to drop the heavy sword and see if Tucker still wanted to trade. A noise came from behind her, she turned around. The next second she was fighting for consciousness, slumped against the side of the house, and covered with dirt after crashing through the garden. Now how did that happen? Vlad, of course. Is this what those ecto-blasts felt like? Through hazy vision she thought she saw Sam and Tucker running towards her side. Right before she slipped into oblivion one last thought occurred to her. Where was Alex?

Danny cried out as he saw Rachelyn slam into the brick wall, watched as Vlad casually dusted off his hands as he had just rid himself of an annoying pest. That did it. He prepared to build up the largest ecto-blast he'd ever made, when he noticed his hand. Something was wrong, he couldn't feel anything. And sure enough, no green energy. As soon as he realized this, the green flame, flickered back on and grew in size. He felt the energy flow building, wondering what had just happened. Vlad collided into him in mid-flight. There was no time to think now, only to fight. So he did.

Me: Dun Dun DUH! What'll happen next? I'll let you know when I find out.

Tucker: You don't plan these things out?

Me: Well, sorta, kinda, maybe.

Tucker: We are all doomed.

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