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-Obi
Chapter 14
"Sam, I've gotta go for a little bit. I should be back before everyone's gone, but if I'm not, I'll see you at home," he told her. She nodded at him, acknowledging she heard what he said. She looked at him, and she saw anger in his eyes. She immediatly knew what had come up. Danny ran through the rows of graves as he transformed into his ghostly form. He took off at high speed towards the coordinates he had been given. A dark shadow crossed his face as his anger overtook him. It was the time. That ghost would pay. He zoomed off quicker than he'd ever gone. He took the corners quickly and before long was approaching the target. He saw woods in front of him. His hands started glowing green as the target came into sight. He saw the repulsive maniacal ghost in front of him. His back was to him. An evil smile formed on Danny's face as he let go another burst of speed and put his glowing hands in front of him. He heard the cry of pain as his hands sunk into the ghost's back. The wound seeped ectoplasm as Danny removed his hands. The ghost twirled around and shot Danny a look. However, when he saw Danny's eyes, his face fell to fear. He knew Danny wasn't here to play, and there was no escaping this. His human mind came back, and the lunatic side fell receded.
"Look man, you don't need to do this. It's okay, I surrender!" the ghost pleaded.
"Oh it's too late for that now," Danny replied. In truth, Danny was the maniac now. Driven by anger and hatred, he smacked the halfa in the face several times with hardened ectoplasm. The ghost tried to put up a shield to protect him, but Danny broke through it quickly. He kept pounding into him, harder and harder each time. Tears formed in the ghost's eyes, quickly followed by a deep red glow. The ghost came back with a super charged ecto punch to Danny's chin. This sent Danny flying through the air, and land with a deep thud on the ground. He got up quickly and gritted his teeth and let out a ghostly wail. The ghost was blown back as tree branches and other assorted items were thrown at him, but he got back up to Danny and punched him hard in the gut. Danny grunted in pain, and came back with a ice blast. The ghost was frozen to the spot, and Danny took full advantage. He punched over and over, ruthlessly hitting the ice. The pain from the sharp blows to the freezing cold body was almost unbearable. The ghost lit is hands red, and blasted away what was left of the ice.
"Why are you doing this? I give up! I surrender! Take me with you back to prison!" he pleaded.
"You killed my son. You made that fire. YOU JUMPED INTO IT AND YOU LET HIM FOLLOW YOU!"
"I swear, I didn't mean to, I didn't know, please!"
Danny simply shook his head and walked closer. His hands glowed a deep red as he threw blast after blast at the ghost. The ghost used what was left of his power to shoot Danny in the chest, but it didn't affect him. Danny kept swinging, each punch doing a little more damage. The ghost curled up, trying to protect himself, but every punch went a little farther, hurt a little more, stung a little more. Danny continued his barage unrelentingly.
A cry of horror filled the air, but Danny didn't even notice it. It filled the air once more, but still he heard nothing. He was too intent on his target, and the only thing he heard was the whimpering of the thing under him. He was suddenly brought back to reality when a body flung itself on him, knocking him off the ghostly victim. He twisted his head to get a look at his attacker, and was surprised to see it was David who had tackled him.
"What are you doing?!? I had him! Get off me!" Danny yelled at his son.
"No." David looked around and saw the ghost. He was still on the ground, barely conscious.
"But he killed Daniel! He has to pay! GET OFF ME!"
"NO!!! You know as well as I that it wasn't his fault, at least not completely. In fact, its more so yo..."
"Don't say it!"
"It's more so your fault." David got up and went over to the ghost. "And you beat him almost unconscious." Danny walked over to the ghost. He looked down in shock. He hadn't really seen what he was doing, but now he saw everything. The already ugly mug was even more horribly disfigured. Both eyes were swollen, and his skin looked more purple than blue. Cuts and gashes abound, and his clothes were torn terribly. "So what now?" David asked.
"Do you have the ghost gauntlets?" Danny asked. David nodded his head and handed the metallic gloves to his father. Danny put them on and walked over to the ghost. He knelt down and sunk the claws into him. He pulled and pulled with all his might, and was finally able to separate the two halves. David threw him a thermos, and Danny sucked the ghost half into it without even looking at it. He would take that to Walker later. Over time they had come to an agreement, and now if Danny ever caught a ghost that was really evil or insane, he took him to Walker. He grabbed the human half and held him up. He didn't look to closely, just threw him over his shoulder. He started walking toward the town's detention center, followed by Daniel.
"Thanks for not killing me," the human half mumbled out.
"Don't talk to me," Danny replied coldly.
When they got to the prison, Danny phased through the wall and found the office of the local Guys in White. He threw him into a chair in there, and left without a word.
From there, Danny and David went home, where Sam was waiting. A dark mood was in the house, and it would take some time before things regained a full sense of normalcy. It would happen though. They would move on. That day in the woods would be forgotten, and they would get along without Daniel, though he would never be far from their thoughts.