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Chapter eight
When we last left out hero (anti-hero is more like it) he had just been shot full of holes by Sam and the very special "Fenton Blaster Mach 5"...
Skulker let out a sharp groan as he woke up every inch of his metal and true body crying out in pain as he shifted around. When he realized he couldn't move something clicked in his brain bringing out all the memories of what had occurred. Grunting Skulker turned intangible and climbed out of the pile of rubble he'd been buried under. Looking around, what used to be Vlad's lab, Skulker noted with slight dismay that the portal had been destroyed in the chaos. Which meant he only had one option if he wanted to return to the ghost realm. (One that didn't include him hunting down the nearest natural portal)
"Why am I being punished like this?" He mumbled before he took to the air.
With that thought in mind he flew out of the wrecked house and towards the only other permanent portal in the world.
-In the ghost realm-
Desiree sigh anxiously for the thousandth time as she floated back and forth her arms crossed. It had been six hours already since Skulker had made his wish. Since then she had managed to get Danny to take a nap and prepare lunch for him. But now, now she was worried. Skulker should have been back by now. She had seen him fight before, he could normally take three dozen hits before showing any signs of fatigue.
Sitting down she let out another sigh. She couldn't understand why she was fretting like this. A few days ago she could barely be in the same room as the hunter. But now things were different. She had the same feelings from when she was alive. Warmth seemed to flood her soul now at the mere mention of the hunter. How could so much change in the time they'd spent together? Glancing over at the sleeping form of Danny she understood that he had a large part in the changes.
Yes, she knew who the child was. Maybe he hadn't meant to but Skulker's slip up hadn't gone unnoticed by her. The more she looked the more her son (yes he was HER son now) resembled the halfa teen. Floating over she brushed a stray lock of hair out of his face smiling when he grumbled slightly in his sleep.
The smile slipped away when her thoughts turned back to the incident earlier. How much longer would she be able to enjoy this feeling? The feeling of having a child, the joy she felt from being a parent. Now that she knew the truth she also knew that one day, maybe soon, Danny would return to the life he had. No longer her baby boy, but her enemy. It was such as sad thought she could almost feel the tears sliding down her face.
"Momma?" A small voice said waking her from her thoughts.
Looking down she noted that Danny was now awake and looking up at her with those bright green eyes of his.
"Yes dear?" She replied softly.
"Why are you so sad?" He asked sitting up, "Is it because daddy's not back yet?"
"Just a little. Do you miss him too?" She asked pulling him into her lap.
"A little, but I know he'll be back because he's the best daddy in the whole wide world!" Danny said with a bright smile throwing his arms up in the air.
"That he is. How about we make him some dinner?" Desiree asked.
"Yeah yeah! I'll make the best dinner ever!" Danny shouted before scrambling off into the kitchen.
Chuckling lightly to herself Desiree got up and followed him. She may not have much more time with him but she was going to enjoy every minute that she did.
"Momma look at this big knife!" Danny yelled from the kitchen.
-In the human realm-
Skulker watched (through his somewhat broken binoculars) the Fenton household searching for the perfect moment to phase through unnoticed. For the past couple of hours he'd sat in the same spot refusing to even move a muscle. By now however he was getting a little annoyed. When were those two kids going to leave?!
Since he'd arrived Sam and Tucker had been in the house with Danny's older sister. To him it seemed as if they were making a battle plan or something along those lines. Not that he cared that much. The only things that mattered were:
Get Back to the ghost realm
Find Technus and have him fix his suit
Make sure Danny and Desiree were okay.
After that everything and everyone else could go to hell for all he cared. Settling back he managed to turn on his own computer and scrolled through the many pictures he had taken. Most were of his kills and trophies but all the way in the back there was a file marked "Seakret". Shaking his head he clicked it open almost outright laughing when he saw was on it. Picture after picture of him and Danny was on the file, most were blurry or out of focus since the cameraman was so little.
When Danny first demanded the camera he wasn't so sure but now looking at the pictures he couldn't help but chuckle. He was so engrossed with them he didn't notice when Sam and Tucker left (they hadn't been able to come up with a good plan) he did notice however as the sky began to darken around him. Turning he peered through his binoculars pleased when he saw that most of the household had gone to sleep. The only one still awake was the elder sister but she was of little concern to him. Getting up he turned invisible before floating down and through the walls of the Fenton House. Knowingly being watched by a pair of blue eyes.
It should be in the basement if I remember.
Floating down Skulker made sure to not set off any alarms before turning visible again. Looking around he spotted the switch for the portal and pushed it. Thankfully no lasers started shooting off or anything like that. Instead the portal opened revealing the familiar swirl of green plasma. As he was about to step through it however the familiar click of a gun reached his ears.
"Don't make a single move ghost scum. Put your hands up where I can see them and turn around slowly." A sharp voice said.
Following his instructions Skulker lifted his one good hand and turned around. Standing behind him was Jazz. In her hands she held what looked like a pistol, still Skulker knew that with one shot he could be fried.
"Where is my brother?" Jazz demanded her eyes narrowing.
She was done waiting. She was done with not being there for him. And she was going to get answers no matter what it took. Or at least that's what her eyes seemed to say to Skulker.
"I'll ask you one more time then I fire. Where. Is. My. Brother?!" She asked moving so the gun was pointing right at his chest.
Skulker thought for a few moments before finally opening his mouth.
"He's with his mother." He answered.
"Shut up! I don't want any more lies! My mom is up stairs!" Jazz shouted her voice shaking with anger.
"That may be true however I'm sure you saw him. Danny is not the same as he was when you last saw him." Skulker replied in a calm tone.
"Because you turned him into a child!" She said right back venom lacing every word.
"That was not my intention. However as of this moment the Danny you know thinks of me as his father, and another ghost as his mother."
"Then bring him here. Call her and bring him back." Jazz commanded.
"And do what exactly?! What would that do?!" Skulker yelled back startling her, "He doesn't remember you. Or your parents. Or even his little friends! And what will you do when he's here? Experiment on him? Let your parents try and capture him?!"
Jazz lowered the weapon as his words began to echo in her brain. She...she hadn't thought of that. What would happen? If he came back in that form their parents would most definitely try and experiment on him. She could almost hear them now.
"A ghost baby! The world has never seen the likes of one before! We must take it apart and find out everything there is to know!"
She couldn't let that happen, he was her precious little brother.
"He's turning back, soon he won't be my son anymore but the troublesome teenager you know. It might be even sooner if we can find the cure." Skulker admitted sadly.
At this point the weapon in Jazz's hand was pointing at the floor. All she wanted was her brother back. Was that so much to ask for? Brushing away the tears that were beginning to drip down her face she turned away.
"Go! Before I change my mind and shoot you!" She yelled her voice cracking.
When she turned back around the ghost hunter was gone and so was the last link she had to her little brother.
Author: Wow. This is the longest chapter I've written so far. That seen with Jazz was a little out there but I like it. Jazz is not someone to mess with lol.