Last part of SA, but it's LONG!

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The four teens held their ground as the elevator-like machine pulled to a stop in the training room. They had returned from the secret underground room.

"Would you guys deactivate those things already?" Jake snapped at Matt and Chris.

The two were both wearing the super-suits. For Matt, the suit had formed into a tight green top with short black gloves and a collar that melted into a hood similar to Chris', except that there was a small metal piece by his ear. A black belt around his waist with a metal link held up loose green pants that covered the tops of black boots. The materials of both their suits seemed to be some sort of supped-up, strong spandex.

"What? No field test?" Chris half-complained, half-joked.

"In case you've forgotten, we have bigger problems," Jake said gruffly.

Chris' eyes went wide as she and Matt deactivated the suits. "Oh, crud! My parents!"

"Exactly," the goth boy confirmed. "The most we can do now is get you back as soon as possible. So, here's the plan. I'll fly Chris home and Tori; you and Matt fly back. If you run into any ghosts, let Tori handle it. I want to avoid using those suits unless it's an emergency. Okay?"

"Yes sir," Tori mockingly agreed.

"Sorry, but you guys can grill me about being commanding later," Jake groaned as he transformed. He grabbed Chris and took off.

Tori sighed and activated her gear. "Hop on. Wouldn't want to disobey Captain Jake."

Matt followed her instructions and they rocketed off down the halls.

The two Phantoms, now in Fenton form, returned back to their house. Danny looked tired while Abby just stood still like a robot.

"Long day?" Sam questioned as she walked around the corner.

"You could say that," Danny responded, dreading the moment when he had to explain what has happened to Abby. He then noticed his wife's own exhaustion. "You, too?"

"Yeah," she agreed. "Remember how I told you about how Jake's friend Chris' parents separated them?" At Danny's silence, she went on. "Well, somehow, they have both mysteriously gone missing." She let out a little laugh. "Sound familiar?"

Danny chuckled as well. "I think I'll give it fifteen more minutes before I get worried. Then I'll go send out the Fenton search party.

Sam smiled, and then noticed how her daughter was standing so still, oblivious to the world around her. "What's wrong with Abby?"

The older half-ghost frowned. "The new Thrasher drained all her emotions. Unfortunately, she's not only still loose, but can't fix Abby. My parents and I came up with an idea, but, so far, it's not going too great. It might be a whole month before we can get regular Abby back."

"I guess we can't do much about it now," Sam sighed in hopelessness.

Danny's ghost sense chose that moment to go off. "No, but maybe our Thrasher problem will be taken care of, at least."

He quickly changed into his ghost half and phased out of the house.

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As Shadow was nearing Chris' house, his ghost sense suddenly went off. He paid no mind to it though.

"Jake, shouldn't you…" Chris started, but was cut off by Jake.

"No. My Dad will handle it. Right now, we're focusing on getting you home," he said roughly.

That plan failed as the two were stopped by a pair of pale hands that clasped onto both of their shoulders and gave them a small shock. Yelping, the two swung around to face a smirking Thrasher.

"The anxiety here was just too good to pass up," she claimed.

"Thrasher," Shadow growled. "Haven't you already caused us enough trouble?"

"Nope!" she replied teasingly. With that, she took out her blaster and fired, hitting her target dead on.

"Chris!" Shadow cried as she was forced out of his grasp by the blast.

The pavement was growing closer to the girl every minute while she plunged head first. Her initial scream had died down and, as she eyed what would surely be her death, a new thought entered her mind. Searching for something in her head, she whispered, "Please let this work." Now only about twelve feet from the ground, her pleads were answered and she was instantly shrouded by a bright blue flash, leaving behind the super-suited Chris. Her shoes let out jet streams that allowed her to right herself and slowed her descent. The girl touched the ground softly and safely.

Shadow's sigh of relief was cut off by a loud cackling from Thrasher.

"Ah, now that was good! Panic…fear…" Thrasher commented in delight.

She was then hit with a ghost zapper from Shadow. "You are one cruel, twisted ghost!" he shouted with disgust evident in his voice.

A scowl crossed the ghost girl's face while she recovered. "Alright, if that's how you want to play it…" She raised her left arm and a small laser came out of her bracelet. She aimed it at Shadow before seeming to change her mind and aimed it at Chris instead. Neither had time to react to the small red blast that came out of it. The target was hit.

The goth girl fell to her knees and clutched her sides while she tilted her head downward and squeezed her eyes together tightly. Shadow, alarmed, shot down to meet her.

"Chris, are you okay?" he asked in concern, placing his hand on her shoulder.

The girl's head suddenly shot up and she became furious, swatting his hand away.

"Get away from me!" she cried.

"What…?" trailed the ghost boy as he backed away. He glanced up at the observing ghost. "What did you do to her?!"

"Didn't I tell you?" the emotion-addict began. "I can manipulate peoples' moods. And right now, I'd say your friend is feeling pretty angry."

Shadow glanced back at Chris, who was standing in a battle stance. The girl suddenly lunged at him and Shadow barely dodged her. Her lunge ended up in a somersault, after which she landed right back into an attacking position.

"Chris!" Shadow yelled. "Snap out of it!"

The girl only replied by running over to him at an incredible speed and landing a punch on him. The force of the super-punch threw the ghost boy against a brick wall. The girl sped over to the spot he was and was about to deliver another hit, but Shadow phased through the wall just in time, leaving Chris to only punch the wall.

"Well, I think I've had my fun," Thrasher mused as she began to fly away. She only got a little ways before she smacked into Danny. She looked up nervously.

Danny took out the thermos and gave her a mock wave accompanied by a cruel smirk. "Good-bye." He then sucked her into the thermos. Danny was about to leave when he heard someone scream, "Wake-up already!"

Slowly, Danny flew to where he heard the commotion coming from. Without being noticed, he settled on the edge of a building. Down below, there was an angry young girl in a strange jumpsuit. She was kicking and punching the empty air.

"Where are you?!" she screamed. She was suddenly grabbed from behind by Shadow, who had just popped into visibility. She was struggling as he pulled her back and thrust her against the wall.

"Would you stop it and listen to me?! Thrasher is making to do this! You're not really mad!" the ghost boy reported loudly.

The girl relaxed for a moment before coming back full force and shoving him off her roughly. The boy fell to the ground and rolled out of the way just in time to miss Chris coming down from a high jump with her foot extended, ready to deliver a hard kick.

"Hello, Dad," Abby said in monotone as she landed next to her father on the roof ledge.

Danny looked away from the fight. "Abby, what are you doing here?"

"Mom sent me," she answered simply. She looked at the battle below. All of her muscles suddenly went tense. "Shadow," she whispered.

"Abby?" Danny asked, concerned about the odd display of emotion.

Abby squeezed her eyes closed and gripped the edge of the building. When she opened her eyes, she looked angry. "Shadow," she growled looking down at the two. She stood up.

"Abby, what are you doing?" Danny questioned as he stood up as well. "You look…angry." He had gasped out the last word, realizing what must have happened.

Without warning, the ghost girl jumped off of the building and flew toward the fight.

Danny looked on and was about to follow, but stopped and sighed. "This isn't my battle to fight. Unless something goes horribly wrong, I'll stay here and wait for Abby."

While Chris was keeping Shadow preoccupied, Abby let loose a strong ghost ray on him. He spun around quickly after being hit, coming face to face with his angry sister.

"Causing trouble again, are we?" she snapped.

"What? I thought…since when did you get your emotions back?" Shadow stammered as he backed away from Abby and Chris.

"Just now, thanks for asking," she growled, as if it were all his fault.

"Oh, great," Shadow thought to himself. "One look at me was enough to knock her out of it? She really does hate me."

He turned intangible right as the two angry girls sent punches his way. The ghost boy then did a back flip into the air. Abby quickly chased after him, following him as he tried to lose her through the maze of buildings. Chris followed on foot. The female half-ghost soon caught up to Shadow and delivered a super-charged kick. Shadow was hurled to the ground screaming. He landed with a heavy thud, creating a dent in the pavement. He had fallen right by Chris' feet. She looked like she was ready to strike, but suddenly her eyes went wide and she lowered her fist.

"Jake," she whispered to herself. She looked down at her weakened friend. "Oh, no!" The teenage girl went down on her knees and rubbed Shadow's arm gently. "Jake? Please, please wake up. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to…"

Shadow groaned as he got onto his hands and knees. "Chris?" he whispered soft enough so that only she could hear him. "Are you normal again?"

Before she could answer, Abby landed next to them. "Hey, I thought you were on my side!" she snapped at Chris.

"Huh?" the goth girl uttered as she and Shadow looked up at the ghost girl. "No, Thrasher was controlling me. I'd never hurt J-Shadow on purpose."

Abby scowled. "Well, sorry to break it to you, but he's no one you should be trying to protect. Move."

"No!" Chris screamed in defiance.

Abby looked like she was ready to use force, but instead, backed down. "You know what? I'm too tired to deal with you right now. I'm warning you, though, I won't hold back next time."

With that, the ghost girl disappeared into the sky. Chris looked back down at her friend.

"She's gone now," she told him gently.

"Good," said Shadow briefly, changing back into his human self while Chris did the same. He took a shaky breath. "Chris?"

"Yeah?" she prodded.

"Thanks."

Chris smiled. She felt Jake move and try to get up. She helped him, knowing that it'd be useless to protest.

"How are you feeling?" she asked.

"Sore, but I can make it back home," he reported. "Speaking of home, that's where you should be."

She glanced down the street, then back at Jake. "Maybe I should help you get back first."

"No. I don't want you getting into anymore trouble because of me," the boy retaliated. "Go."

Chris sighed and followed his orders. Jake smiled and turned around as he started to make his way back home. He took a little jogging step and then leaped, transforming back into his ghost self. He gave a little wave to his friend and she waved back. Then, Shadow flew off into the horizon. Back on the street, Chris watched and smiled.

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You have probably noticed that I've changed the line-break style. That's because FFN won't let me use the other ones. It's too fussy.

Anyways, I'm not quite sure what I'm going to do next. I want to put a filler ep in before I do anything else major. Now, I just have to think of the filler ep. Hm...I'll get back to you on that hopefully sometime next week.