"Alex," Yassen said sharply.

"Oh, right. Sorry."

Alex sped off, phasing straight through the wall after Danny. Once outside, and a good distance away from Yassen's place, he stopped to look around for his halfa friend. Danny found him first.

"Hey Alex, what took you so long?" he asked. Alex said something about the motorcycle. "I'll bet it takes some getting used to. Anyway, I have no idea where we are. At least we know that Yassen is here, I guess. We can always try and go back if we need to ask him where to go-"

Danny stopped, gapping at Yassen's home. It was slowly moving. It had always been doing this, making it impossible for it to stay in the same place for too long.

"I don't believe this!" Alex cried out as he saw the moving place. "It's some mobile island!"

"Come on; let's just get out of here. I don't think Vlad knows we're here, so that should buy us some time." Danny said, looking behind him before flying off. Alex followed after him, quickly gaining speed until he was alongside Danny.

"If Vlad doesn't exactly know we're here," Alex said loudly over the roar of the bikes engine, "Then how will we be able to fight him here? We can't stay here forever!"

"We'll just fly around for a while."

They did fly around for a while. They flew for two whole hours.

"Danny," Alex yelled over the roar of the bike "This isn't working! I have an idea."

Alex slowed the bike to a stop and cut the power. Danny stopped with a curious look. Alex had taken out his cell phone.

"We're not going to call Vlad!" Danny cried out. Alex shook his head.

"What is the number for Tucker's mobile?"

"Oh. It's 867-5309."

Alex quickly called the number. He figured that Tucker would be their best bet, he wasn't sure if Sam even had a cell phone. Tucker picked up on the second ring. His voice was laced with worry and exhaustion.

"Hello, who is this?"

"Hey Tucker, It's Alex. Don't talk, just listen." Alex spoke quickly, stomping down any and all questions Tucker had been about to ask. "Tucker, Danny and I are fine. Yassen just had to get us to someplace safer. We have," he stopped to ask Danny where the bike and guitar came from. "We have Ember's guitar and Johnny's motorbike, Yassen got them for us. We're staying in the Ghost Zone to fight Vlad, but the guest of honor is missing. I have a favor for you and Sam: could you find Vlad and tell him we are getting impatient in here?"

Tucker was speechless on the other end. He and Sam had gone back to the Goth's house, thinking it was a safer place than Fenton Works. Sam had her ear pressed up against the other side of the phone that was against Tucker's ear, so she had heard the whole thing. She pulled back, anger in her eyes.

"Tucker, tell them to get out of there! Skulker is still in the Ghost Zone!" Sam hissed.

"Sam, relax. Danny said that Iron Man will need time to repair his damages." Alex said, having heard her. She scowled at the phone.

"Alex, this sounds stupid. Let us come with you! Where are you?" Tucker asked.

"That's not going to work." Alex said, dropping his voice so that Danny couldn't hear him "As I'm sure the two of you know, Danny gets distracted when there are people around who could get hurt. We'll be fine, so please don't come looking for us. Besides, compared to most of my missions, this is nothing."

Tucker sighed. Alex could hear the defeat in the boy's sigh, and he pushed a little further.

"Vlad has a cursed book with him. Yassen said that he got it in a store in Amity Park, and that it can create illusions. That's one of the reasons we need him here. That book could do a load of damage."

Sam snatched the phone from Tucker. "It's The Black Peacock! That's the book, isn't it?" Sam demanded. "It was for sale at the bookstore I always go to. It's named after a real, supposedly cursed, book."

I don't know. Yassen said that it's a small black book-"

"That's it! It was sold a week ago."

"Then you understand how dangerous it is?"

"Yeah, I do. Listen, we just saw Vlad when we came here. We're at my house, and we saw him walking around the park when we were walking over here."

Alex snorted.

"Yassen pretended to be Jack's older brother when Vlad saw us. He even had a fake accent. When Vlad asked him if he had seen a boy with black hair and blue eyes, Yassen said that he saw a boy like that in the park."

"He didn't talk to you or Danny?" Tucker said, taking the phone back and putting it on speaker so he and Sam could hear easily at the same time.

"He ignored me, besides looking at me once. Danny was invisible, so Vlad didn't even know he was there."

Danny motioned to Alex, waving his gloved hand to tell the spy to hurry it up. Alex nodded.

"So, can the two of you do that? Get Vlad to come here?"

"Sure," Tucker and Sam replied flatly, still not pleased at the decision.

"Oh, one last thing: Where are the Fenton's and Jack?"

"We think Yassen did something. We saw all of them in the Nasty Burger. They won't be at Danny's place when Vlad comes." Tucker said. "We'll go and get him right now, ok? Good luck!"

"Yeah, good luck." Sam said "Both of you had better make it back."

Alex ended the call, slipping the phone back into his pocket.

"Alex, how are you able to call people in here?" Danny asked. He had begun trying to play small songs with the guitar to occupy his time during the call. He looked up at the sound of the conversation ending.

"It's spy gear." Alex grinned, remembering how surprised Tucker had been when Jack had called him while they were on Skulker's island. "Tucker and Sam are going to go and get Vlad. We should head for the portal."

"Good idea; we wouldn't want to keep Plasmius waiting, would we?"

"Not at all! He is the guest of honor, after all."

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AN: This chapter was hard to write! Every time I thought I had a solid idea that would work with the rest of the story, it would blow up in my face. I hope everyone likes this chapter, even though it's mostly a phone call! XD

About the book… Here's some info that inspired it!

Legendary Cursed Book goes to British Library Maev Kennedy, arts and heritage correspondent The Guardian ***************** The British Library has just been presented with a legendary book, regarded by many bookbinders as one of the greatest modern bindings in the world - but haunted by tragedy and disaster. The gold leaf blazing and the light flashing from hundreds of gemstones studding the tails of the peacocks on the cover defy the extraordinary history of the Sangorski special edition of the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, Edward Fitzgerald's translation of the great Persian poem of love, life and loss. The original copy, often referred to as The Book Wonderful, or The Great Omar, took two years to make, and sank with the Titanic in 1912. Its creator, Francis Sangorski, drowned in a bathing accident off Selsey Bill six weeks later. The second copy took Stanley Bray six years to recreate from Sangorski's original drawings, and was destroyed in the London Blitz. The third copy took Mr Bray more than 40 years, on and off, to make and when he completed it in 1989 he estimated it had taken about 4,000 hours. He loaned it to the British Library before his death in 1995, and after the death last year of his widow, Irene, his family decided to present it to the library along with the original drawings and his bookbinding tools. Sangorski determined to make a book "to astonish the world" and spent months on the designs, which required 5,000 pieces of inlaid leather, ivory, silver and ebony, 600 sheets of 22-carat gold leaf, and 1,052 garnets, turquoises, topazes, olivines and an emerald. The book was a legend in bookbinding circles long before he finished it. When asked about the book's tragic history shortly before his death, Bray said: "I am not in the least bit superstitious - even though they do say that the peacock is a symbol of disaster."

All the info is from some website that I found with the magic of Google, so it's not mine.