Last chapter of BoB!
Jake twitched nervously in the passenger seat of the car while his Dad drove.
"Um…Dad? Where exactly are we going?" The son questioned for the third time.
"Well," Danny started, realizing that they were close enough to their destination that he could start to spill the info "Remember Christmas?"
"Kinda hard to forget." Jake responded.
"Right. But you handled those ghosts so well and…it made me realize a few things." Danny continued.
Jake's muscled stiffened. "Like?"
Danny stopped the car and turned to his son. "Like the fact that even without ghost powers, you could be a really good ghost hunter…and the ghosts know it." The father opened the car door as he continued talking. "Walker knew that you were a threat to him. And, since you're about ghost hunting age anyways…"
"Oh, no." Jake groaned. He climbed out of the car and into a vast field only to see that his Dad had grabbed a weapons box from the trunk. "Dad, is that really necessary?"
Danny put the box down and closed the trunk. "Son, you're fourteen and a Fenton, no less. It was only a matter of time. Besides, your mother has been hinting about you getting your ghost training ever since Abby started fighting with me."
Jake backed away a bit, looking at the box and his Dad cautiously. Then, he sighed in defeat, slumping his shoulders. "Just please tell me I don't have to wear a jumpsuit."
At that moment, a white and black suit was thrown at him.
"Safety precaution." Danny warned.
His son groaned.
Abby and Tori were sitting in their own room on their respective beds.
"Hey, Tori?" Abby spoke up.
"Yeah?" Tori replied.
"I was thinking…what if we teamed up?"
The huntress looked at her in confusion. "What?"
The half-ghost sighed. "We did pretty well in that last battle and it got me wondering. We're the only ghost hunters who hate Shadow. And even if someone else does, everyone just listens to my Dad and stays out of it. So what if we teamed up? We almost got him before. With a little practice, he'd be gone in no time."
Tori looked at her seriously for a minute. "You know what? You're right." She agreed.
Abby stuck out her hand. "So…partners?"
Tori grabbed it and shook. "Partners."
Jake was still in the field with his Dad, holding an ecto-gun and still in the jumpsuit. He lowered the weapon with exhaustion painted on his face.
"Dad, we've been at this for hours." He panted. "Can we stop yet?"
Danny Phantom glanced at his worn out son, then at the several cardboard ghost cut-outs that all had holes burnt into them. He sighed.
"Yeah, I guess that's enough for today." As soon as he said that, his ghost sense went off, as did Jake's. "Or not."
There was only a moment of delay before a net came up and struck Danny to the ground. Skulker and Thrasher appeared, both with crossed arms and maniacal smirks.
"How was that?" Thrasher questioned with pride in her tone.
"Excellent." Skulker reported. "Now for the second pest."
They looked for Jake, but he wasn't there.
"Hey, where did he…?" The ghost girl began, but was interrupted as both she and her father were shot to the ground.
Jake stood triumphantly behind them for a second, wielding the smoking ecto-gun. At that moment, Danny burst out of the net in a show of exploding green ectoplasmic energy.
"Impressive." He commented, truly meaning it.
"Maybe we should beat the bad guys first." The son suggested, turning to the ghosts who were just getting up.
"Alright, if that's how you want to play it, then game on." Thrasher challenged. She held her metal-covered hand out in front of her. In instants, it changed into a loaded power-gun. Blue energy sparked from the tip and she smiled.
Jake dodged out of the way as the girl fired, sending back a missing shot of his own. She was about to take another go when Danny knocked her aside and froze her to the ground. Jake smiled and was about to cheer on his Dad, but was shoved forward by a body-slam from Skulker. The boy grunted as he hit the ground. Then, metallic hands grabbed his shoulders and a glowing green blade was pressed against his throat. At the same time, Thrasher burst free and charged up her gun again, aiming it at Danny.
Skulker chuckled darkly. "Nowhere to run now, Phantom. You're trapped."
Danny crossed his arms and smirked. "Oh, yeah?"
At that moment, both Skulker and Thrasher were knocked to the ground by an invisible force. Then, two Danny duplicates appeared behind them. The duplicated then brought the two ghosts together as the original Danny fired some green ectoplasmic goop at them that tied them together. Jake smiled as he took one of the original Fenton Thermoses and sucked up the troublesome two.
"That was awesome, Dad!" Jake complimented, handing Danny the thermos.
The father laughed and ruffled his son's spiky black hair. "You weren't too bad yourself." He changed back into his human form. "Now we can go home."
The son nodded as he and his Dad made their way back to the car.
"You're Dad tried training you?!" Matt burst out laughing.
He, along with Jake and Chris, were sitting on the front steps of the Fenton Junior house. Jake sighed tiredly.
"I think we've already confirmed that." The Goth boy groaned.
"Still, the thought's kinda funny." Chris admitted, a smirk on her blue-tinted lips.
Jake smiled a little as well. "Actually, it wasn't too bad…if you don't count Skulker and Thrasher attacking, that is."
The three ended the conversation as a blue car rolled to a stop.
"Um…I think I have to go now. Bye, guys!" The girl bid as she took off down the street.
The two boys stood up and made their way to the car where all of the girls were climbing out.
"Hey, Tori!" Matt called.
Said girl turned toward the two and a smile spread across her face instantly. She ran up to them without hesitation.
"Man, I missed you guys!" She claimed. "That was one of the longest weekends ever!"
Jake laughed. "Not a resort girl?"
"No way!" She replied, on the verge of laughing with relief. "It's nice to be home again."
"Missed the ghost fighting?" Matt teased.
"Actually, Ember and Thrasher attacked us, so at least we got some excitement." She reported.
Jake and Matt froze up, giving each other nervous glances.
"But Thrasher and Skulker attacked here!" The geek blurted.
Tori quirked an eyebrow. "Really? That's weird. I thought she switched or something."
"Switched?" The boys echoed.
"Yeah, she was totally into music back at the resort. It was freaky."
"So…"Jake started "Do you think that we're going to have to deal with rocker Thrash from now on?"
"Don't know, but I guess we'll find out." Matt responded.
Back in the Ghost Zone, Thrasher, in her normal hunting gear, was standing between her parents.
"So, what's it going to be? Hunting?" Skulker prodded.
"Or sweet rock and roll?" Ember added, pushing her husband out of the way a little.
The ghost girl looked between them for a moment, then smirked.
"Neither."
"What?!" Ember and Skulker screamed.
"Turns out, sound makes a good weapon, but I can't play music for my after-life. I also don't think that I really want to skin anything, just mess around with it. It's way more fun. Oh, and by the way Dad, I think I agree with Mom. Those pelts are kinda creepy." With that, the ghost girl smirked at her baffled parents and flew off.
The two parents stared after their daughter for a moment before turning to each other.
"So…who won the bet?" Ember questioned.
Okay, not exactly one of my best works. Although, the next one should be pretty good. It's a movie. It's also the Adventures After a Mistake equivilent to The Ultimate Enemy, except for the fact that the plot lines are barely anything alike. Confused? Basically, I just mean that this is going to be a HUGE marking point. :D No, I haven't even started writing it yet, but I have a basic plot-line laid down in my notebook. And now that I've told you all of this, I'll torture you by reminding you that the first chapter won't even be up until next week. (insert Evil Laugh here)
Okay, maybe running on less than 8 hours of sleep ISN'T the best idea. But, hey, I only woke up early this morning so that I could watch DP! (Claw of the Wild, by the way).