*Hello! Firstly, this has been the longest I haven't written or updated! Sorry! I've had a busy week/end and I actually got pretty caught up in reading some wonderful Teen Titan fics haha. However, I caught up to the time when they're being updated so boo. Anyways here we are, more importantly, here you are! Yay! Thank you and without further ado…
Chapter 8
"I'm sstartting to gget cold." Tucker complained, his teeth chattering just enough to distort his words slightly.
"Mme too." Sam agreed, her arms held across her chest tightly, trying to retain the little heat she had left.
They were still making their way slowly through the snow when after what felt like hours had passed, they saw something.
"Is is that who I think it is?" Tucker asked, pointing dead ahead of them.
"No wway. What aree the chances!" Sam exclaimed, almost warming slightly at being so excited.
Walking towards them was a large familiar beast with one arm made of ice. Two figures were on either side of him but were yet to be made out.
"Frostbite!" The two teens exploded, running forward as fast as their numb legs would allow.
"Samantha, Tucker." Frostbite greeted. "Whatever are you two doing here?" His voice boomed proudly, seemingly reaching the corners of the wide plain they were on.
"We were brought here!" Sam managed to say, doing her best to keep herself from violently shivering.
"By whom? Wait, you two must be freezing! You are human, yes?"
"Yes!" They both cried out, trying to stand in the right spot so that Frostbite and the four other beasts would shield the wind from them.
Frostbite now addressed the two fellow yetis on his left. "Lance, Yetzel, head back to camp. Prepare for visitors, human visitors, who will need a fire and nourishment." Without a word the two nodded and began to walk back. "Frank, pick up Sam and bring her back, and Igor you take Tucker."
Before either of the two humans could protest they were scooped up into the warm creatures' arms. Turns out ice monsters can actually be very warm. The two teenagers let that warmth slowly wash over them, extending to what felt like every nerve and fiber within them. They were carried back, without protest, to a collection of caves cut into the side of one of the slopes. Off to the far right was what seemed to be an attempted fire. There was a good amount of leafy Lichens balled up with wisps of smoke escaping from it, a slight glow in the center. They really couldn't blame Lance; the only shrubbery that grew in such a place was bound not to make great kindling.
Frank and Igor gently put teens next to the…fire.
"I must ask now, how did you arrive here? And where is our half ghost, Danny?" Sam noticed his tone dropped lower as soon as he spoke Danny's name.
"We were dragged here through a ghost portal! Or rather pushed." Tucker piped up.
"We got separated from Danny." Sam said, her voice somber.
Frostbite's eyebrows peaked. "I see. So you are alone." There was an eerie silence before Tucker spoke up, not evening realizing the tension.
"Not completely alone, we found you!"
"Rather, we found you." Frostbite laughed, lifting the stiffness from the air.
"So, you can help us get back right? We need to find Danny, make sure he's alright." Sam piped up.
"Would you not feel it in your bones if he was not?"
A light shade of pink formed at the surface of Sam's cheeks.
Tucker, starting to warm just ever so slightly, picked the conversation up. "So…can you help us get out of here? The only other time we were here we were able to get the Spector Speeder to work. Wait! Do you think you could fix it up again?"
Frostbite took a moment to answer. Tucker could almost see the calculations he was doing in his thoughts. "Why, yes, we will certainly do our best! Suzanne! Cromwell! Please gather your tools and trek out to the Speeder. See what you can do for it, yes?"
The two yetis behind the teenagers got up and walked into one of the caves out of sight.
"As for you two, you must be terribly hungry after such excitement. How about some crawfish spleens, hmm?"
When Danny opened his eyes from his nap the first thought he had was Danny Phantom. Without even sitting up he concentrated to transform. Two white rings appeared around his waist extending out to the top of his head and the tips of his toes. He could have cried with relief if it hadn't have been so easily extinguished by his next thought. "Tucker, Sam!"
Danny flew out of his room and down to Jazz's. "Oh no! Jazz knows!" He remembered the moment after he knocked on his elder sister's door.
"Danny? If that's you come in." He heard her muffled voice say from within.
"Jazz? We need to go. We have to find them." He said, almost flying right past her and out the open window.
"I know I know calm down. I've been working on a plan. Oh. I see our latest problem has been solved." She said when she finally looked up from a piece of paper to see Danny floating next to her.
"But our initial one still remains! I'm heading back into the Zone."
"Not without me, you're not." Jazz stood up and led the way to the basement.
"Uh, you want to run that by me again?"
"I'm going with."
"Jazz, have you ever even been in the Ghost Zone?"
Her step faltered slightly at that, but she continued down the stairs.
"That's not the point. The point is that I'm here to help, I'm willing and I'm able which means I am going to."
He didn't have time to argue he just needed whatever they were going to do to happen fast.
"The Speeder is gone, how exactly do you think you're going to travel?"
"With this." She said, after rummaging in a drawer. She pulled out the Fenton Peeler, clicked the top trigger and it instantly sheathed her skin in armor, leaving her facemask off for the moment.
"It would be pretty helpful to have another set of eyes…" He thought. "No. Its too dangerous. I…I can't risk losing you too."
The corners of Jazz's lips curled up. "Oh little brother. Haven't you learned by now I'll never stop bugging you! Now let's go before we lose even more time." She clicked her face mask into place and began walking towards the portal. "Uh…why don't you lead the way?" She added nervously.
"Hold on to me while we pass through." Danny said, calming down at his sister's nervousness.
…
It was a whole new world to Jazz, literally. At first it took her awhile to adjust to the unfamiliar surroundings and the Fenton Peeler suit, but she eventually got a slight control over things. They were able to find the spot where Danny had woken up, Jazz looking horrified when he told her what he could remember.
They continued on from that point, expanding the search area in a large circle. All of a sudden a blast flew past Danny just inches from his face. He immediately whirled around, his hands instinctively glowing bright with ecto-energy.
"What was that?" Jazz called as she zoomed over to him.
"Get behind me." He said, knowing that they were in ghostly territory now, not just fighting the box ghost at the post office.
She obeyed him and quickly got behind her little brother, searching in all of eyesight for what had created the blast, when she noticed something scurry behind a floating door in the far distance. "There!" She pointed so Danny could see.
"I don't see anything."
"It's there. Something just went behind that door."
"Let's check it out then. So we can get this over with!" He added loudly to provoke whatever ghost may appear to do so already. The sooner they got rid of this nuisance the closer they'd be to finding—
Another blast flew right at Danny, only missing him because Jazz pushed him out of the way. Although they were saved from the blast they collided with a floating window, smashing threw it, the ghostly glass shattering around them.
"Graceful." Danny muttered, wiping the broken glass off his arms.
"Hey! I didn't see you coming up with anything!" Jazz retorted, unaffected by the breaking glass due to her metal armor. Danny had little time to regain himself when two more blasts came his way.
"Ugh! We don't have time for this!"
"I'll go around, you distract him." And with that Jazz quickly started making her way towards the silent ghost, making sure to hide behind any object she could along the way.
"Over here ghoul!" Danny called out, trying to taunt the ghost out of hiding. And apparently the ghost wasn't too brilliant, because it seemed to work. "That wasn't so hard was it?" Danny goaded as a rather small blobby ghost came out from around a set of French doors.
The shapeless ghost immediately darted right at Danny, avoiding all the blasts the young halfa sent his way. "Okay," Danny said slightly out of breath. "So you're a little guy with a big heart is that it?"
Blasts were shot in returned at Danny. He started flying in between the doors and windows to use them as shields. When a few blasts came a little too close for comfort Danny immediately began flying the opposite way. The smaller of the two ghosts changed the direction of his shooting just as quickly. A rather large blast was just about to hit Danny when he turned and saw that Jazz was sucking the ghost into the Fenton Thermos.
"Saved you again little brother." She said proudly, putting the cap on the handy device.
"Yeah, yeah." He said playfully rolling his eyes. He really was thankful she finally knew about him. It was as though a small weight was untied from his being, and it felt like he was lighter in some way.
"Danny?" Jazz asked, her low tone pulling him out of his happiness. "We…we've been looking for a while now… Do you think maybe we should head back home? Just for a little while!" She added quickly, seeing the awestruck and distraught look on his face.
Danny took a moment to think his options through. He had been ignoring his stomach's growls for a while now.
"Maybe it couldn't hurt to go back." He finally resolved. "Just for a fast bite. And maybe to let Mom and Dad see us."
"Right!" Jazz said, throwing her arm around her brother's shoulders. "Just a quick trip."
Or so they thought.
*Until next time!