AN: Okay, forget waiting a few days before updating! Here's the next chapter! :D
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Plasmius growled, teleporting himself back to his castle in an instant. He arrived in Alex's room. The only thing missing in the room was Alex. The door was locked, the window unbroken. The chimney shaft was too small for the boy, leaving only one option. Cursing all things dairy, he phased through the door, flying down to the floor below.
'Dairy King!" he roared. "We had an agreement! You stay out of my business, and I keep your portrait up! Where is the boy?"
A jolly laugh rang through the area. Plasmius growled, bringing glowing pink energy to his hands.
"I'll destroy that blasted painting this very instant if you don't give me the boy!"
The older halfa's eyes flashed dangerously, and his head snapped around. Slowly, he sniffed at the air.
Smoke.
'Alex! I know you're there. Come here at once, I have news for you!"
Tucker tightened his grip on Alex's arm, silently telling him to not go anywhere. The spy nodded, forgetting that this gesture would go unnoticed. Plasmius began speaking again, getting the teens heads to look back at him.
"Alex! I have news about Daniel. He survived the fire; you were right. You may be able to see him again, if you just come on out. When I leave to find the boy, you'll come with me. You'll be able to say goodbye, wouldn't you like that?"
Danny began shaking in terror as the man's words made their way towards him. He had to keep his focus! If he allowed his concentration over his powers break for even a second, Plasmius would see them!
Plasmius knew he was alive; he was going to start hunting him again.
"I've got to get out of here!" he thought, phasing through the wall behind him. The others almost cried out in surprise at the sudden change, but managed to hold their tongues. Danny took them outside, to the courtyard. He flew behind a large statue, finally dropping the few feet to solid ground and allowing the invisibility to slip. With a strangled sigh, he collapsed against the statue.
"I'm sorry about that guys," he said weakly "I couldn't be in there any longer without loosing control of my powers. He probably didn't see anything."
"He didn't." Alex said guilty. "He smelled the smoke on me."
Danny looked up sharply at him, eyes wide. It was pretty obvious though. Alex's clothes had soot on them, and he reeked of smoke. Danny had been so distracted by fear earlier, he had completely missed it.
"Let's just get out of here, any objections?" Tucker said.
"Where's Yassen?" Sam asked. "He was the one who got us here. Danny, can you travel like him?"
"No; if I could, I would have by now." He turned his head slightly, trying to see behind him and failing as the statue blocked his view. "Didn't Yassen follow us out?"
"We wouldn't be able to go back to Amity anyway. There's nowhere else to hide."
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Yassen chose to not flee, instead staying behind and observing Plasmius. The halfa continued to stalk around the area, foolishly sniffing the air to try to locate Alex. The assassin thought he'd keep at it for a while longer, but Plasmius finally gave up, teleporting away in a swirl of pink energy. It didn't take long for him to figure out where the halfa had gone. Not a minute later, a shriek of terror rang out from outside. It was clearly Danny who had cried out. The hunter had found his prey.
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"Should we look for him, or risk leaving ourselves?" Sam asked, pulling her knife out. Tucker passed the guitar to Alex, saying that he would have better luck with it, before getting out his own knife. Danny only pushed up the sleeves of his hoodie and pulled the hood down further, turning his body invisible once more.
"Yassen probably left us," Alex said, glaring up at the castle. "He isn't very reliable."
"Didn't you ever go on any missions together? Isn't there some signal you can give him?"
Alex snorted. "He wasn't a spy. He was an assassin. He never even worked for MI6."
"What?"
"I'll tell you later. Right now, we need to move. Everyone ready?"
He waited for everyone to agree, and then he took off running across the yard. He kept looking over his shoulder to check if they were being chased, and thus failed to notice the new obstacle in front of him. He collided into a body, whose open arms seized him by his shoulders. Danny and the others stood frozen, not knowing what to do or already petrified by seeing the man. Vlad glanced with narrowed eyes down at the spy.
"You, I shall deal with later." He hissed, sending pink electrical energy down from his hands through the boy's shoulders, instantly knocking Alex out. He dropped the boy to the ground. Danny screamed, terrified. He lost his invisibility then, and everything went wrong.
"No! Alex!" he cried, assuming the worst and running towards the fallen boy, only to be stopped by Sam and Tucker. They had stepped in his way, stopping him from getting any closer to Plasmius. The ghost smiled cruelly, and Danny realized his fatal mistake moments too late.
"Why, hello, Daniel. Back from the dead, are we?"
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Danny wanted to go invisible again, but it was too late. He had been spotted. Now there was really no true way he could hide from Plasmius. The man smirked, creating a solid wall of energy and throwing it at Danny. He did this so quickly, the boy never even had the chance to defend himself. He was sent flying back into the statue, where he landed in its open arms. Plasmius flew after him, leaving the three others behind. Sam stabbed her knife up as the ghost flew over her, and she succeeded in creating a long gash in his thigh. Plasmius snarled, turning around to attack her, but she and Tucker were ready. Sam dodged the ghosts punch, and Tucker hit him on the side of his head with the butt of his small weapon.
"Danny, run!" they yelled. The ghost boy groaned, rubbing his head from where he had hit the stone statue. His vision spun as he looked out, clearing rather quickly when he saw what was happening.
"Guys!" he yelled, flying down and blasting Plasmius away. Sam and Tucker took the moment to run over to Alex, taking the guitar from him. Sam put the instrument on, while Tucker tried to see if the spy was alright. The Goth didn't stay around to see how Alex was. Rather, she ran back into the fray. Danny had taken the fight to the sky.
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Plasmius was all too happy to get in a fight with Danny.
Danny, on the other hand, was loosing control again. The older halfa seemed to pick up on the boy's terror, and dug into it with claws.
"I suppose it saves us both a deal of time, you coming all the way out here. Eager to die, are we?" he said smoothly, flying towards Danny and kicking him away roughly.
"I won't let you kill me!" Danny said, sounding weak to even himself. He held a hand over his sore chest, glaring with tear- filled eyes at him. "Why can't you just let all of this go?"
"Oh, come now! Don't try to negotiate with me!"
Plasmius sent a blast of ecto energy at the boy, who shot out his own to block himself. The two attacks met in midair, colliding with a force strong enough to send both of them back. Sam took this moment to play a few notes, rocking them into Plasmius and sending him further away.
The man ignored her and created several copies of his ghostly half. They surrounded Danny, who by then was looking pretty helpless. The boy panicked when they all began attacking him at once, and he wasted two of them with an ecto blast, taking four other hits at the same time. The attacks had hit him from different angles at the same time, so he never really went anywhere after the attack, except to another level of pain.
Is he getting stronger? Or am I getting weaker?
There wasn't enough time for him to defend himself, and one of the copies punched him harshly. Danny could have sworn that he heard a rib crack.
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Tucker yelled at Sam's retreating form, trying to call her back. It was too dangerous to even try to get in the middle of a fight like that, when one of the fighters was downright murderous and the other had a hero complex. She would only distract Danny.
He should have known, no, he knew, that she wouldn't listen. Heck, he was about to run back too! All he had with him though, was his PDA and a knife. Unless Plasmius had something hack-able on him, or stopped flying around so he could get him with the knife, Tucker knew he'd not be very helpful. Sam could do something with the guitar, as she had just demonstrated by blasting Plasmius. Besides, someone had to stay and protect Alex.
The spy was still out cold. Tucker sat next to him on the grass, glancing down every now and then to check if he was alright. He had never heard of a normal human being knocked out like Alex had been, and he had no idea if he'd be alright when he woke up.
"You'd better be okay, man." Tucker muttered, looking away and back to the fight. "I'm getting pretty sick of seeing my friends getting hurt."
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