Leo gave me an idea, and I couldn't help to write it soon…Leo gets credit! So here is the update…
Chapter Twenty-Seven
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The trio hit the floor almost right away; all of them covered their heads and stared at each other, hoping they weren't the target. But Stewart and Ryan kept giving "are you going to beat up the person?" look. Danny noticed the look, but he didn't want to beat him up like he normally did, he wanted to attack the enemy with some fun in it.
Finally after about 30 seconds, which felt like forever, Ryan faced Danny, "Are you going to go after him?" He hissed.
"No, not the way I do it," Danny replied calmly.
Stewart gulped, "How can you be so calm about this?" He asked nervously.
"Relax, I've done this a lot, I've been in worse than this," The halfa said, still covering his head.
Another gunshot echoed across the hospital; the two doctors flinched. "Please do something; we can risk anyone dying here." Ryan begged.
"Sure, what am I here for?" The halfa joked.
"Um, you got hurt so you're here…" Stewart muttered stupidly.
Danny rolled his eyes, "You know what I mean. Now, do you guys have a flashlight?" He asked randomly.
"Yeah, why?" Ryan asked, then shook his head, "This is not the time to joke around, Danny."
"I'm not joking," The halfa said seriously, "I really need the flashlight, you know how well it worked with me." He grinned at the memory.
Ryan sighed in annoyance, "Okay, it's under the bed, we did get a new one." He said, pointing his shaky finger at the bottom of the bed.
"Thanks," The teen said and right after that, he vanished in front of them. They heard some movements by them and they saw the bottom of the bed move just a bit.
They saw the flashlight underneath the bed move a tad then vanish also. They felt a small breeze by them and Danny Phantom appeared out of nowhere and sat by them, holding the flashlight in his hand.
The two doctors jumped at the sudden appearance, but calmed down that it was just Danny, but it took them a few seconds that he was the same person still. The ghost kid gave them an encouraging smile, "You know, you might want to get near the window, you might enjoy this." He turned invisible but the flashlight hovered in midair.
"Wicked," Stewart muttered in awe.
They heard a soft chuckle then the flashlight started to move up then towards the door. The black flashlight hovered for a second by the window then turned to a transparent color and went through the window and onto the other side.
"Double wicked," Stewart said again.
The two doctors started to crawl on their hands and knees slowly to the window; they would stop whenever they heard a sound. Finally they found the courage to peek a bit over the window seal; they saw the flashlight hovering in the middle of the hallway, just a few yards away from them.
Then they heard a gruffly voice, it was muffled, but since they were by the window, they could hear it just fine. "Who's there?" The voice asked, staying strong, low, and dangerous.
There wasn't a sound to be made, Danny hid the flashlight and kept it out of sight from the guy that was very close to him. The two doctors heard footsteps creak on the tile floor, and their breathing was something they heard as well.
The man that was standing in the middle of the hallway, slowly walking forward towards Danny's room, wore all black. He had a black sweatshirt, black pants, gloves, shoes, and he even had a black mask.
The doctors looked to see where Danny was; they saw the flashlight still in the same place, but right after they got a look at the flashlight, it disappeared. About ten seconds went by and the lights flickered off; then the flashlight, that Danny was holding, came back to view, at the same place.
The man yelped in surprise as the lights had turned off; he quickly reached into his pocket and brought out a small blue flashlight. The flashlight of his was in his left hand and the gun was on his right.
Danny's flashlight flickered on as well; the man stopped his tracks and moved his flashlight towards where the light he saw. He gasped in surprise.
The flashlight was coming closer to him and no one was holding it.
The man took a step back and threatened it with his gun, but his hand shook in fright.
"You don't want to do this…" Danny said in his best eerie voice.
"W-who's t-there?" The man asked, showing fear in his gruffly voice.
The flashlight disappeared as if it was scared of the man's voice and that's what the guy thought. He gave out a small cheer and started to walk towards Danny's room again; but then two candles hovered in midair, floating towards him again.
The man stopped again.
"You're dreaming…" The halfa said in a smooth tone of voice.
"No, no I'm not," The guy said, and he touched himself to see if he could feel himself.
"Yes, you are…" The teen said and the candles hovered a bit higher than where it was already at. "Do floating candles happen in real life…?"
The man hesitated, "No, but I know this is real." He raised his gun, "Put the candles down, I know this is some sort of trick!" He looked around to see where the source was really coming from.
The candles' lights flickered off as if a gust of wind came out of nowhere and blew them out. Then the candles seemed to lose its balance and shattered onto the tile. The man yelped in fear and took a few steps back. The guy looked, with his flashlight, for something else to happen.
A clatter came from behind him, making the guy turn around swiftly. His eyes darted for the source of that clattering noise; the only thing he saw was some sort of metal with wheels on it. From the lack of darkness, he couldn't really tell what it was, even with his small flashlight. But the thing started to move slowly, its wheels moaning with every push it got. The man backed up with fear and moved his shaky gun up to it; the metal thing didn't dare stop.
Another gunshot rang through the hospital.
The metal thing had a hole from the shot, but it still kept on moving.
"You're dreaming…" Danny said, pushing the cart thingy towards the man. He was sure the guy was about to run away from all the strange things around him. But Danny had to admit, this guy was kind of brave. "This doesn't happen for real."
"It's a trick!" The man sputtered, still holding his gun towards the moving cart. "I know it is! Stop this! Whoever is playing this prank, I tell you to stop, or I'll shoot!"
"You missed me before," The halfa said in his eerie tone. "Why should it do any harm this time…?"
The man pressed slightly on the trigger, but at that same time, the cart stopped moving. The guy sighed in relief, and moved his hand away from the trigger. But the flashlight came back to haunt him.
"This flashlight," Danny said, walking towards him, invisible, "Is your worst nightmare…"
The infamous, black flashlight got into a whacking position and was prepared to hit the guy. A loud thud came from the floor, the gun and the blue flashlight had hit the floor. The guy in black ran down the hallway, screaming and a moment later, doors slammed.
Danny's flashlight disappeared and ten seconds went by and the lights came back to life.
The two doctors' heads snapped around as they heard something rolling across the floor. The flashlight had returned back to its rightful place and the halfa was on the bed, of course, finishing his Skittles.
The doctors cracked a smile and got back to their feet. "That was awesome!" Stewart cried.
Danny swallowed down a piece of Skittle, "Told you it would be more fun that way." He grinned and ate another piece.
Ryan walked over to Danny's bed side, "I have to admit, that was pretty cool." He said.
"Cool?" Danny asked in disbelief, "It think it was more… epic than cool." He smiled, "But either way, you guys enjoyed it."
"One question though," Ryan said.
"Yeah?"
"You just let the bad guy get away?"
"It won't be a big deal," Danny said, shrugging, "Since the police are already out and surrounding the hospital."
The two doctors chuckled and started to talk to Danny, asking him millions of questions of how he did some of these awesome moves. The halfa smiled as he answered all of those questions, he thought that was fun and he did indeed enjoy that.
He just wanted to get into a good mood before his family and friends came over. And he couldn't believe his ears that they were going to see him tomorrow. These best days continued on and he knew he was never going to forget those memories.
Danny looked up at them, "You guys just made these months worth something good, and that means a lot."
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Sorry it was short! I have no time to do review replies or the invasion again. My time is running out. I'll see you guys sometime next week! Enjoy this chapter for this weekend!
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