Two...more...weeks. Just two more until our school gets out. (sigh)
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Danny pounded Sylvio into a rock. The ghost looked half-way to unconscious. The Phantom threw a punch toward Sylvio's face, but Sylvio managed to sum up enough energy to teleport away. He appeared behind a rock, hiding and beaten. A voice right next to him made him go stiff.
"Hello," Abby purred, a cruel smirk lighting her face. He looked at her, unsuccessful in covering his fear. "And goodbye."
She slammed him straight across the face and he was hurled out from behind the ghostly rock, in plain sight of Danny. Abby flew nearer to him, looking only half-way as vicious as her father. Trying desperately to defend himself, Sylvio teleported behind Abby and kept one arm around her neck and another against her face, claws at the ready.
Danny inched closer, but Sylvio pressed his claws closer to Abby's skin, letting a small trickle of her ectoplasm run down the side of her face.
"Don't make a move, Phantom," he warned, backing slowly away from Danny. There was a portal back to the human world right next to him. He could sense that it led back to the present time.
"What about me?" a voice said from behind him. A shock jolted his whole form, making him lose hold on Abby. Looking around, hurriedly, he now realized that there were three opponents around him. Without much other thought, he disappeared through the portal and into the human realm.
Sylvio was thrown onto sand. He looked curiously at it, scooping it up and letting it sift thought his fingers. "Sand?" he asked himself. Looking outward, he spotted a vast body of water. "An ocean. I must leave or else-"
"Or else what?" Abby asked, the first to come out of the still-open portal.
Sylvio jerked into a fighting stance, bearing his fangs.
"Ooh, scary," she mocked just as Shadow also fell out of the portal.
The male half-ghost went a little pale as he realized where they were. At a beach. His breath hastened a little. Abby looked over and followed his gaze straight to the water. "What?" she teased. "You're not afraid of the water are you? Scared that flaming head of yours will go out?"
"Of course I'm not," Shadow lied. "Let's just focus on Sylvio before he escapes…again."
The above mentioned ghost tried to teleport away to complete the above mentioned act, only to bang into a green shield. He realized that the last and most dangerous of his problems had appeared. Danny.
"Let's make this simple," said and feared half-ghost offered. "You get in this thermos," he waved the Fenton Thermos around, "and never bother us again and we won't make you wish you didn't exist."
"I've wished that for years," Sylvio claimed. "So many years of pain and entrapment. This was supposed to be my break for freedom; to end all of that pain. I will not let you ruin it!"
Sylvio's eyes began to burn a fiercer red, erasing his pupils and the whites of his eyes. His tattoos became illuminated, glowing the same color as his eyes. Around him, Danny's shield began to crack. It didn't take very long for it to completely shatter, releasing an onslaught of power. Out of the mayhem walked a furious Sylvio, his trench coat gone so as to show off more of the eerie red markings. He resembled an animal; rabid and untamed.
"He looks creepier than you," Abby commented to Shadow, expecting some form of retort. She received none. A glance in his direction revealed that he was clutching his arm in pain. Her brow furrowed in confusion and she asked, "What's wrong?" When he still didn't answer, she forcefully moved his hand away and gasped. There was a glowing bite mark. "You were bitten!"
Sylvio smirked in all his freakish wonder. "Even a bite to the arm by a simple minion can be powerful under these circumstances. You cannot resist!"
Red veins of energy began to stream out from the bite and along his arm. Shadow bit back a scream, but couldn't stop himself from falling downward. Abby tried to catch him, but she found herself being shocked by an invisible force field. Shadow twitched as he hit the sand, struggling against the control.
Sylvio seemed distracted with what was going on, which made it the perfect time for Danny to try an attack. He zoomed forward, fully intent on delivering a hard blow, but instead found himself smacking against an unseen shield, just as Abby had done moments before.
"Child, come here," Sylvio demanded, stretching an arm toward Shadow. Reluctantly, the boy was made to stand and walk over, obviously fighting the whole way. Another smirk appeared on the vampire-ghost's face. "Good, now turn…and attack." Shadow twitched, but nothing happened. Irritated, Sylvio repeated, "Attack!" The half-ghost was absolutely shaking now in resistance. Growling, Sylvio screamed, "Useless!" and swung his arm behind him, where the waves crashed against the shore. Before he could even register what was happening, Shadow was under those crashing waves.
Panic was the first thing he felt. Then there was pain. The water actually stung. Desperately, he tried swimming to the surface. He barely broke it when another wave brought him under once more. Not knowing which direction was which, he was helplessly thrown around by the ocean current. Finally, some stroke of luck brought him back above the water. He didn't have time to feel relieved, though, because he was just as quickly slammed against a row of rocks. He tried to scream, but his throat filled with water and it ended up as a coughing fit. It didn't help that there was a wet bandana over his mouth. He was brought upon the rocks again and the sleeve of his jumpsuit ripped, showing a small patch of skin. He didn't even notice, seeing as his primary concern was to get the heck out of there! Sadly, this did not happen. He could only catch bits and pieces of the fight above land. He couldn't tell who was winning. Eventually, he couldn't see at all because his eyes stung so badly from the salt. All he knew was cold, pain, and darkness. Then, even those seemed to become irrelevant.
On land, the fight was intense. Neither party was backing down. Finally, Danny pushed his daughter behind him. "Cover your ears," he said. That order could only be followed by one thing. Danny sucked in a breath and released his ghostly wail.
Sylvio was pushed backward from the force, closer and closer to the water's edge. He put his hands on his ears, trying to block out the noise, but it only resulted on him being thrust to the ground. He tumbled backward for eight feet before rolling to a stop. Exhausted, his barely open eyes faded back to their normal redness and the tattoos became black once more.
"You know," Danny said, standing right over his defeated opponent, "I heard vampires don't like the water so much. Let's test it."
There was no time to defend himself as Danny picked the ghost up and flung him into the ocean. Sylvio screamed upon hitting it, the water around him fizzling. He faded into a green mist and floated away on the breeze.
"Did you…kill him?" Abby asked anxiously.
"No," Danny replied. "I have a feeling that he's probably back in the Ghost Zone." Just then, Danny's communicator beeped. "Yeah?" he answered.
"I take it you beat Sylvio," Tucker assumed. "The whole town's back to normal. None of the victims remember a thing. Although that doesn't explain why you're on the south coast."
"Long story," Danny responded. "We'll be back as soon as we can, alright?"
"Sure, dude. Tucker out."
"You do realize you don't have to say that, right?"
"Yeah, but it's fun."
Danny chuckled. "Same old Tuck. See you later."
The line went dead. Danny looked carefully at his surroundings. "Hey, where's Shadow?"
"I don't know," Abby replied. "I haven't seen him since he got thrown into the water." She looked outward just in time to see a red gloved hand falling beneath the surface. "I think I see him!" She darted over to the rocks and scanned the water. Another flash of red caught her vision. "There!"
Danny saw where she was pointing and dove under the water. It only took him a few seconds to drag up a very wet ghost boy. And the other thing? He was unconscious.
The small group flew quickly to the shore, where Danny placed Shadow down on the sand. His jumpsuit was tattered and the black bandana over his face was half-way falling off. It made him look almost sickly. Danny tried shaking his shoulder, but the boy remained limp.
"He's not waking up," the father stated.
"Let's try this," Abby offered. "Shadow, wake up right now or I'm going to blast you half-way 'round the world!"
Sure enough, the boy stirred. He jerked to his side and started coughing up water, tugging the wet bandana away from his face so that he could breathe.
"Hey, it worked!" Abby cheered.
Danny rolled his eyes. "You okay?"
"Fine," the boy choked out.
"I didn't know ghosts could drown," Abby teased.
"Neither did I," Shadow answered, finally stopping the coughs. He pulled his mask back over his face and sat up fully. "What happened? Where's Sylvio?"
"We took care of him," Danny replied. "He's back in the Ghost Zone where he belongs." The older male half-ghost helped the younger up, seeing as he was about as sturdy as Jell-O.
"Huh, that's weird," Abby muttered, noticing something when her counterpart moved.
"What's weird?" he asked.
"On your arm. My brother has a scar just like that."
Shadow, now realizing that his suit was torn, quickly shifted so that his cape covered the marking. "Yeah, well, it's nothing." The "I don't want to talk about it" vibe was coming off strong.
Dropping it, although not without killing her curiosity, Abby continued, "Whatever. So, Dad, which way is it back to Amity Park?"
Danny closed his eyes for a second. He pointed. "That way."
"I still wish I could do that," Abby admitted. "Being able to locate Amity Park from anywhere on the planet."
"Maybe when you're older," her father said. "Most ghosts can find their way home. Even half-ghosts."
"But until that day, you lead," she said. "Although, first, there's something that's off about this picture. Hm…Oh! I know! It's because we haven't lost the tag-along yet," she joked, turning to Shadow. "Any reason you've chosen not to mysteriously vanish?"
"Because with my sense of direction, I'd probably end up in Australia." Even though it pained him to say, it was true.
"Can we test that?"
"Alright, you two. Enough," Danny interrupted. "Time to go back."
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"Ah, sweet sun!" Matt cried, throwing his arms open to the early morning's rays.
"Glad to see everything's back to normal," Tori said.
"Same here," Jake yawned. "I don't think I could have handled another minute of that."
"Fighting a vampire-ghost and almost drowning; it's been a long day for you," she replied.
"Night, technically," he corrected. "And yeah."
"So I take it that now you're going to avoid all forms of water for the rest of your life?"
He thought about it for a second. "I don't know. I think that this has kind of taught me that I really need to learn to deal with it, so something like that won't happen again and I'd remember to just phase out next time."
"Really?" she asked. "What would happen if I shot you with, say, a water gun?" She made to whip something out from behind her back, but then realized that nothing was there. "Huh?"
She was answered with a stream of water to the face and a grinning Jake, holding the stolen water gun.
"Jacob Fenton!" she screamed, dripping wet.
His smile growing, he ran from her wrath. The rest of the sunrise was spent in laughing as the two teens chased each other around the house.
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Yeah, not sure how fast I'll get the next chapter up. I'm still stuck because the idea does not like me very much and I can't seem to get it to work. I'm testing to see how long it'll take me to just cave and skip to another idea instead of filler.