HELLOOOOOOOOOOO GUYS!
*slaps head* Shouldn't you be hiding from them? I mean, you left them hanging in that stupid cliffhanger for GODDESS-KNOWS-HOW-MANY–MONTHS!
OHHHHHH…. Right. I knew that… Heh… *hides* Hum… Sorry?
*Hits head against wall… REALLY HARD* Jeez, do I have to do everything by myself?
*Chuckles sheepishly* Hum… Yes?
*groans* Why do I even bother? - Don't. Answer. – Oh, OK, I'll do the explaining… Here are some reasons:
1 - Lots and lots and lots of exams, school works, home works, house duties, etc…
2 – My book. I finished it in the New Year :D It has more than 300 pages, and it still has to be revised and some parts have to be rewritten… Blah.
3 – I'm always grounded! Seriously, I must have beaten some kind of grounding record!
4 – My cell phone was brokenfor the longest time. I know this may not seem a good excuse, but I always read fanfiction on it, and it is what keeps me writing. But unfortunately, my new one doesn't open pages that have more than 800 words T.T So, last month I finally got my old one back, almost flawless! YAY!
5 – The only computer at my house that actually has Internet broke down. The last chapters I posted on NMWAGH and STT were only available because I used the school's computers, and now my pen is full of viruses :(
6 – In my defense, I shall say that I DO have a few chapters written, but they're all in my school's notebooks, so I'll still have to pass them to the computer, so you won't read them so soon DX
7 – The other computers in my house also broke down, so I couldn't even write in the Word so I could update later -.-'
8 – When one of the computers was finally fixes, it had to be formatted, and when I turned it on… *gasp* IT DIDN'T HAVE WORD AND ALL THE CHAPTERS AND OTHER STUFF I HAD IN THERE WAS GONE!
9 – In my defense, I already had this chapter written. It was the longest that I wrote, with over 5000 words, but I lost it when my PC broke down and the safety copy was on my pen… And that was also lost because of the viruses! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
10 – I was going to post a SPECIAL BIRTHDAY CHAPTER, as I did with NMWAGH, but I went on vacations to Jamaica (YAYYYYY!) by that date, and I was planning on writing it in there… But the Internet was more than 25 dollars per day! *GASP* So I obviously didn't update… Regardless of how much I wanted to… T.T That, and I caught a sunburn in a different place per day… Including in my feet! I barely could walk, much less climb the stairs and stuff… O.o
11 – My awesome DAD(notice the sarcasm) doesn't let me go to his PC. Interesting, because my little brother spend his WHOLE FREAKIN' DAY IN THERE!
12 – Aren't these reasons enough? Hum, well… I made chocolate cake? *chuckles nervously*If you don't hate me, but read, enjoy and review, I'll get you a piece!
Are you done yet with your lame excuses? Hello, we've got a chapter to present! By the way, thanks to our awesome reviewers: Squirrel holding a bazooka (awesome penname, BTW), Looka'sMagicHell, Jimmie130, xXMidnightFireHeartxX, Pokadot Queen95 and BookFan22 a.k.a. GwenFan22!
We love you guys! Oh, and sorry for the HUGE Author's Note… Hehe…
IMPORTANT:
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Now, onto the next chappie!
Sam+Twin=Trouble
Chapter 6 – Attack!
Sam and Danny parted, rolling away from each other as a black vulture sped past them, a ectoplasmatic bullet hitting the spot where they had been just a few moments ago. Thanks to all their experience in ghost hunting (and Sam's pro-level on the battlefield, although Danny didn't need to know about that), they both escaped unharmed, quickly taking on defensive postures.
The black vulture stopped midair, turning towards them. Sam's amethyst eyes widened. No. How could this be possible? There wasn't possibly any way that they could revive their souls, was it? The Dark Moon didn't have souls. So, how would she be seeing a ghost from one of them? And one intended on attacking them, nonetheless.
The ghost was all clad in black, practical clothes, with so many weapons as he seemingly could carry without being buried under them. A large katana was draped across his back, several shuriken hung on his belt, a noticeable powerful pistol with an ectoplasmatic glow around it was on his hand, charged and ready to shot, and Sam was sure that he had many other weapons hiding under his vests. His whole face was covered in black fabric, and he had a mask that only let them see his cold, emotionless eyes. Eyes of a murderer, of a uncaring killer. And it scared her, because she had already been like that. Amity Park had been an escape for her, a refuge of the scaring life she had had. But now her past was catching up on her. And now that she had found love, she didn't want to get back to it.
She had been keeping herself in shape, practicing everyday. At first, she hadn't been doing it consciously, simply doing it out-of-habit. Then, she became aware that if they ever came after her, she should be prepared. At first, she had kept herself away from everybody, turning into a goth, acting like a social outcast. She couldn't afford to make friends, only to lose them all again. Then, Danny came into the picture, bringing Tucker along with him. It was hard at first, resisting his attempts to be nice and including her in their conversations… But then, one day, her façade simply cracked, and they became friends, united through everything. She slowly healed her heart, broken by her sister's and her lover's betrayal, and started to love again, to care, to find happiness in the small things of life. And she found a new reason to fight. To protect.
But now… They were back. She had forgiven her sister, and she didn't mind sharing her friends with her. She was happier than she had ever been. That was, until they had appeared, looking for them, and not bothering if they hurt Sam's friends along the way.
But she wouldn't let them. She was stronger, and she had a reason. She was going to fight and protect them, even if it killed her. Everything to keep them safe. Especially Danny. Her love, her reason. He was her life. And she wouldn't let anyone ruin it again.
So she narrowed her eyes, and her defensive posture changed to a hostile, feline, dangerous one.
The ghost paid no notice to the halfa, that was in shock with the expression in Sam's eyes. Determination, protectiveness, and bloodlust. Three words that could easily define the murderous look in Sam's face.
The ghost shot at her, multiple times, without any pause between the shoots. Danny stood there, frozen on spot, as the gothic teenager avoided every single blast with the grace of a ballerina, all the while moving towards their attacker. She danced around the ghostly bullets, making it seem as easy as breathing. Well, judging by the easiness that she did it, to her it probably was.
The gun was knocked out of the ghost's hands by a well aimed flying kick. Sam, grabing it with one swift motion, shot the ghost with his own pistol as they both fell to the ground entangled in a hand-to-hand battle. Sam pinned the ghost on the ground, but he went intangible and slipped through the ground. She growled lowly, sensing him behind her, and jabbed him in the gut, hard.
He fell to the ground, but with another pistol in his hands, pointed not at her, but at… Danny.
The halfa seemed somewhat amused, as if he had just seen a whole bunch of flying pigs pass by, and not in the least frightened by having a mortal gun pointed at him.
Sam, whoever, wasn't in the mood for jokes. Before the ghost knew, he had a small silver knife embed in his hand, trespassing the gun and his hand, both now useless to him.
A few seconds later, a bright flash of light accompanied the vortex that sucked him into the Fenton Thermos.
Sam tucked a rebel strand of hair behind her ear, huffing in annoyance.
"Where did you learn to fight like that?"
Ah, crap. She had forgotten that Danny was there, watching her performance with her unusual fighting and knife-throwing skills. She chuckled nervously.
"Jeez, I really need to cut my hair. It's always getting in my eyes…"
"Sam…"
"God, I swear, I really need to buy new boots, these ones are starting to get somewhat tight…"
"Sam."
"Hey, I'm hungry. Do you think we could drop by Nasty Burger again? I could really use some tofu burgers right now…"
"SAM!" Danny shouted, annoyed. It was clear that Sam was hiding something, and he was set on finding out what it was.
"What?" She whined slightly. He glared at her.
"What was that?"
"That what?" She diverted, trying to win some time.
"That! You know what I'm talking about!"
"No, I don't!"
"Sam, we both know that you are hiding the truth from me, and you know what I'm talking about." Danny pinched the bridge of his nose, somewhat amused with her vague questions. "So answer me."
Ah, shit.
MUAHAHAHAHA!
I'M EVIL!
ANOTHER CLIFFIE! (BTW, did any of you watched Alice in Wonderland by Tim Burton? I did… It was awesome!)
HINT: If you review, I'll try to update faster!
Luv u all, guys!
Sayonara,
GoThYk SyA