Well, I am strongly aware on my insanely long absence, but with school, sports, and now break..blah blah blah. A young lassie like me gets easily distracted. I apologize though; I shouldn't even be using excuses. But while I was gone I teamed up with Data Seeker, who helped me change my previous chapters into better ones. So check those out if you want.
Speaking of Data Seeker, I would like to give a thanks to him. He helped give me ideas for the plot of the story, which I was a little lost at. Teamwork can go far. Whenever possible, please check out Data Seekers fanfiction's and review. Thanks.
And now on with the story.
"I have to go, bye." Danny told his two friends over the phone, in mid-motion to hang it up and place it on his night stand. "I'm going ghost!" He shouted, and immediately was surrounded by a glowing ring as he transformed into his white haired, green eyed, alter ego.
Danny phased through the walls, checking Jazz's room. The kitchen, the attic, his parent's room and the lab. No luck.
Danny frowned and flew through the walls and outside. His green eyes looked to and fro. Then he turned and flew the opposite direction and looked around.
"Okay, there is no way she could have gotten far," He told himself irritably. "My ghost sense should alert me if she was…" Danny stopped in mid-sentence as he concluded something. "She's human," He murmured in frustration. "Naturally I can't sense her." He glanced around one last time. "She is fast for a human."
He flew back in the house and into his room and reversed back to a human. He took a few deep breaths, his patience at an end, about to explode. "Alright, Ember, have it your way," He declared angrily into his clutched fists at his side. "If you don't want my help, you won't get it."
Danny plopped on his bed, and sulked while he stretched his body on the neatly made covers. Finding a comic book resting under his bed, he picked it up and attempted to forget all about ghosts, humanizers, and Ember.
Anybody with deadly pale skin, blue hair, and a punkish getup, carrying a guitar would be bound to get at least a little attention, and Ember was getting a lot of attention as she walked through the town.
"Oh, if that ghost boy thinks he can get away with bossing me around, he is wrong," Ember muttered angrily as she headed no where in particular, while a few people in the area stared curiously at her as she past them. "I can handle this myself, I don't need him." She declared loudly, ignoring the piercing stares directed at her.
She was currently walking through downtown Amity Park, surprisingly getting used to being human already. The air, temperature, and the sensation of rough ground under her feet were all slightly different from how she perceived them when she was a ghost. "Strange," She murmured as she processes the sensations her body was experiencing. "Everything feels similar but different," She rubbed her hands together. "Human physical senses seem to perceive things differently then ghosts."
Ember mood suddenly lifted, enjoying the new senses she was experiencing. Then a thought entered her mind. "That ghost boy can't find me now," She commented. "I'm a human now and his annoying ghost sense can't alert him of my presence." She smirked, imagining the look on Danny's face.
Ember slowed her stride, and began to look at the town around her. This time her eyes saw kids near a park of some kind. The young kids were staring at her with wide eyes. Ember didn't really know about kids, but she knew it was a daycare. They all looked scared, as if she was a monster going to eat them. With their pupils all a dark black, one by one they clung to the adults who were watching them; their fingers pointing directed at her.
"Mommy, she's scary," A little blond girl exclaimed, holding her mother's legs.
The mother got down and held her daughter, frowning up at Ember. Ember scowled at the people staring at her. But one boy, no more than five, obviously wasn't scared. He didn't even move, and delight and happiness radiated from his round, chubby face.
"Clown," The boy suddenly shouted up at Ember. "Come on, do a trick! Blow up a balloon! Tell a joke." He bounced up and down while pointing at her, but not like the other kids. It was a finger of joy and excitement.
Ember glared down at the young boy. "I am not a clown, you little brat." She growled her eyes daggers. "And stay away if you know what's good for you."
He scowled and kicked Ember in the leg. "Ahh," Ember grunted, pain surged through her leg, and fell forward on top of her guitar, smashing it in the process. The strings clanged for a second, then stopped, as if they were saying one last word before their death.
"Charlie; that wasn't nice!" A young man shouted sternly, walking forward, glowering at the child.
The young boy looked tense, realizing he was in trouble.
"I'm so sorry miss, for Charlie's bad behavior." The young man apologized to the strange girl.
Ember got to her feet, and glowered at everyone, and forgetting her transformation, she decided to use her powers on these pathetic humans. "You will all pay!" She shouted and pointed at them; but to her aggravation, she could do nothing.
Everyone looked fearful; unnerved by the rage they saw in this creepy pale woman who seemed to be crazy. "I'm sorry about your guitar miss…" The young caretaker began to say.
"Just shut up!" Ember shouted, frustrated with her inability to seek vengeance. She then glared at the young man and then giving Charlie a deadly stare; Charlie backed away nervously. "And you better stay clear or you won't live to see the sun rise!" She warned, her voice thick with rage; then with a flip of her blue pony tail, she walked away in a huff, leaving her broken guitar behind.
With her far away, young Charles found his nerve and stuck his tongue out after the weird woman.
"Now, Charles," His caretaker begin in a low stern voice. "For your outrageous behavior, you will be restricted from playing for the rest of the day."
"N-o-o!?" Charles screamed indignantly.
Ember was walking through another section of Amity Park. Suddenly there was a growling sound from her belly; she blinked and looked down at herself and became aware of an unpleasant gnawing sensation in her stomach.
"Oh great," She remark irritably. "I'm going through what humans call hunger." She looked down at her feet and felt that she had to find food. "Ghosts don't need to feed, though we can consume food just for enjoyment," She continued dismally. "But I'm not a ghost anymore."
She went forward, her eyes surveying her surroundings. Discovering a nearby bakery, she opened the door and entered in. The bell rang behind her.
She looked around at the different breads on the shelves; the unpleasant nagging inside her stomach was getting worse. Ember shuffled over to one large loaf of mouth-watering bread, and grabbed it and began to head back outside.
"Wait, you little freak." A man angrily ordered, coming out from behind the counter. His bald head was a beet red. "You will have to pay for that."
"Pay?" Ember asked, sounding confused. "Why would I need to pay?" She took a step closer to the man, apparently the owner of the place, and had her eyes locked with him.
"What are you an alien or something?" The man demanded in disbelief. "You want something, you pay money. A child would know that."
Ember glowered at the man, her pride and anger flaring up. "I will never pay!" She declared and pointed with one hand, trying with all her might to blast the man, but nothing came. She stared at her hand in aggravated disbelief.
The man stared at Ember like she was a wacko, then he shrugged. "Well I guess today you do." He went over to the phone and lifted it up. "Now are you going pay, or do I have to call the police?" Ember hesitated, realizing physical force wouldn't help her; she usually used her powers. But now she didn't have them. Knowing she would lose this battle, Ember grunted. "Keep your bread." Then she put it back and with a huff and departed from the bakery.
Danny was in his room, listening to music on headphone, still trying to forget Ember. He focused on the beat on the drums, the strum of the guitar, and the mesmerizing sound of the singing.
Suddenly, the door opened and Sam and Tucker walked inside.
"Danny," Sam exclaimed disapprovingly, crossing her arms. "What are you doing?"
Danny looked up surprised. "Sam, Tucker," He exclaimed, removing the headphones. "What are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same question," Sam answered crisply, a frown on her face. "Where is Ember?"
"Yeah," Tucker interjected in a low voice. "When you didn't respond to Sam's calls, she contacted me and said we should see you. So where is she?"
"Away from me," Danny answered resentfully, getting up from the bed and glaring at his friends. "She didn't want my help, and that's fine with me."
Tucker and Sam threw stares at each-other. "So you're just going to abandon her?" Tucker asked in a disbelieving voice.
"But you can't be serious about abandoning her." Sam remarked, shocked by Danny's callousness.
Danny sighed and rubbed his face with his left hand. "I want to go after her, but I just don't want to, you know?" He explained in an annoyed voice. "Why should I look for her? She got herself into this mess. If she listened to me in the first place…"
"Danny," Tucker broke Danny's ranting, "you know what Ember is like. She would never listen to you," Then he looked guilty at what he said. "Uh, no offence."
Sam joined Tucker's logic. "It's weird that Tucker is right for once." She commented, a slight smirk touched her lips.
"Hey!" Tucker complained, glaring at Sam.
Sam ignored Tucker and continued. "She would want to do things on her own, Danny. But something is bound to happen to her, especially since she is human," Sam's face grew grave. "We have to go find her, no matter how much you don't want to. She is human now, and we are responsible for her from now on."
Danny wanted to disagree, although he knew how right Sam was. "Fine," He conceded reluctantly. Let's go look for her. Tucker, Sam, you guys stay together. You will be safe in a group. And I will go on my own. That way we will cover more ground. Call me if you find her."
"Got it." Tucker responded, giving a solute.
"Good going, Danny," Sam said with a smile.
Immediately after his orders, Danny focused and changed into his ghost form.
"Here," Tucker said, handing a communicator to Danny. "This way we'll stay in touch."
Danny took it. "OK," Danny replied and flew through the walls of his room and outside.
Tucker and Sam looked at each other. "We better get started." Sam commented and turned to leave the room.
"Right," Tucker grinned followed her.
Not comprehending her surroundings, Ember walked into the park of Amity Park. Then she groaned and sat down under a tree. Her feet were tired, she was hungry, and she was powerless.
"This life is harder than it seemed," She complained to herself, her frustration great. She pouted. She was powerless and couldn't torture or manipulate humans, she was helpless. She was used to people fearing and worshiping her. "I could go back to the Ghost Zone," She murmured thoughtfully, but then she shook her head, as she quickly pushed that idea aside. "No, I wouldn't survive for long there."
Ember sighed sadly, hating the helpless state she was in. Then she thought about Danny? Being the human that he is, he could help her. Ember shook her head. "I'll never get help from Danny, my enemy," She declared prideful; knowing they would never they get along.
Her tangled thoughts were shattered when a pain pulsed though her head. Ember growled. Stupid hair pulling kid, Ember thought, turning to deal with the brat.
Her eyes widened in shock hope hovering over her, was a bright blob that was a ghost. At first, Ember couldn't believe what she was seeing. Its brightblue eyes were staring at her hungrily; almost making Ember forget her anger and in turn she felt scared.
"Ha, ha, ha," The ghost cackled with malice. "Hey girlie, looking good."
Ember's anger flared up, as she responded to the ghost's taunting, she tried with all her might to punch the ghostly blob, the ghost vanished and she fist met nothing. She looked around surprised. "AAAAAH!" She screamed when an invisible hand pulled her hair.
"Get away from me!" Ember howled and when the ghost let go, she began sprinting away. Her arms pumped madly, while her legs bent themselves and pushed with quick speed. But she wasn't quick enough. Again the ghost was back, now laughing tauntingly at her.
"You can't even run away from me!" He bragged mockingly, enjoying his prey.
Ember's blood boiled, as she ran. A stupid, young, immature ghost would never get away with this. With her old life, she would have blasted anything
or anyone who got in her way. Suddenly, she fell forward and hit the dirt.
She grunted, touching her lip. There was a blood on her lip, dirt smeared her clothes, and she looked and saw string tied around her ankles.
"You run like a girl!" The ghost commented, hovering over her.
Ember glared up at her tormentor, scowling with deadly rage. "You will pay for this!" She shouted at the top of her lungs.
"You have a serious attitude," The ghost chided, wagging a finger. "Let's see if I can change that."
The ghost zoomed at Ember, Ember gasped, her anger replaced with fear, and the ghost went inside her, she grunted as she slowly felt her mind becoming disconnected from everything else. Her senses: sight, smell, touch, hearing, taste diminished into nothing, and everything just began to seem like a dream. Her hunger grew to nothing, her last thought was "He's overshadowing me" a second later, everything grew to blackness.
Inside Ember's body, the Ghost looked around and saw a tree. Under his control, Ember walked up to the tree and put her back next to it. Ember grunted when the ghost left her body and zoomed around her, his movements a blur. Ember sighed, her mind disorientated as her senses returned; she tried to move. "What the…" She exclaimed, unable to move.
Ember looked around and saw that she was tied to a tree with rope and the impish ghost hovered over her. "You've been a bad girl" The ghost chided maliciously. "Now you must be punished."
Ember's face was already white, but was full of terror.
Danny could feel the breeze caress his long, wavy, hair, and for some reason, that calmed him. Looking downward, he tried hard to concentrate on finding Ember. She shouldn't be too hard to find with her blue hair. By now, he had looked all over Amity Park, with the exception of the park. So far Danny was convinced that she could have been enjoying her experience in the county jail.
"You better be here, Ember, or I will not be a happy camper," Danny mumbled. Then he heard a loud scream followed with the blue puff of smoke that was his ghost sense. "Darn it." He growled, angry with his rotten luck.
Unhappily, Danny flew to where the sound was coming from. He had to hurry, since he had to get back to the search for Ember as quickly as possible before she got anywhere. There he saw a young ectoplasmic blob of a ghost torturing a young teenage girl who was tied to a tree. A young teenage girl who had long blue hair?
"Ember," Danny exclaimed, surprised by his sudden luck. Then he shrugged. "At least I don't have to worry about finding her now." Then he zoomed toward the ghost. "Hey!" Danny shouted. "Look here, amoeba, or whatever you call yourself!" The ghost, who was poking a stick at Ember's belly button, causing her to squirm in discomfort, turned and was suddenly repelled by an ecto-beam that was fired from Danny's hand.
"Ouch," The ghost grunted in pain and looked up and saw Danny flying at him, and firing more ecto-beam. "Aahh!" He screamed as he dodged the next beam and then flew away as fast as he could.
"That's what you get when you hurt young, clueless teenage girls who don't listen to me!" Danny yelled after him, while adding an extra effect of blasts of more ectobeams at the retreating ghost, the ghost screamed in pain before it was out of sight. "And never come back!" Danny yelled out threateningly.
Danny then zoomed down glided near Ember, grinning. He was hoping to get Ember angry. As Danny approached the tie-up, humanized girl, he frowned when realized that Ember wasn't aware of his teasing expression. Her face was down, her pony tail was undone and part of her hair her hid her face.
"Ember?" He began to say softly, touching her shoulder.
She looked up, and Danny was shocked by he saw. Instead of her usual smug or angry expression, she was downhearted. But what he chiefly noticed was the red, black and yellow makeup sprawled over her face in splotches. Her loose tangled hair and clothing was covered with something that resembled soda. Then he noticed that her eyes were a red toned color, giving away the feeling she had been crying.
Ember turned her face away from Danny, humiliated to be seen like this. "Please, leave me alone,"" She pleaded, wishing she could disappear.
Danny immediately went forward to untie her. "Well" Danny began conversationally; as he began to remove a loop of rope "I guess you know now what it's like to be the victim of a ghost's antics now."
Ember kept her face away from Danny, though eh could see that her face etched in sorrow and helplessness. Danny felt a pang of guilt almost regretted all the bad things he had thought about her.
Just as Danny got the ropes untied, she fell forward, but Danny caught her and set her down gently.
"Ember, it's okay. You are okay now," He assured her kindly, wrapping one of his arms around her comfortingly, and frowned, and looked at the sticky soda Ember was covered with. Ember just kept her head down, her long hair hiding her face.
"How about you stay at my house for a while until we sort all this out?" He asked sympathetically, trying to ignore the soda Ember was covered with.
Ember staggered upward, fear filling her eyes. "No," Her voice broke out, while her eyes became bright with was seemed to be tears. "I'll be fine on my own."
Danny stood up too, his face full of determination. "No, you won't be fine," He told her sternly, standing over her trembling form. "You don't look to fine right now, and I don't think you will look any better in the future. You have no home, and you like you've been brutalized. And how areyou supposed to get food?" Danny's face softened, and he touched her shoulder. "What you need right now is food, shelter, and friends to be on your side."
Ember sighed. "Fine," She said in a weary voice. "But I'm only coming because dying isn't on my number one agenda right now." She added, pointing a gloved finger at Danny.
Danny frowned. He didn't care about Ember's reasons for staying with him. All he cared about was not living with the guilt of having Ember live out here, all alone.
"Hang on," Danny told Ember and he scooped her up in his arms, Ember gasped in surprised, and clung to Danny like a child. "I'm not a baby, Phantom." She stated indignantly.
Danny frowned. "I never said you were," He insisted earnestly. "But it's a long walk, and I think its best that I fly you home. You look tired"
Ember closed her eyes, conceding defeat. Danny flew into the air, with Ember lying in his arms like an exhausted child.
I hope that long chapter was enough to make up for my long disappearance. Please review and let me know if you like where I (and my pal DataSeeker) are going.