Me: Welcome to chapter 7! *looks at Danny* Danny has been very naughty.

Danny: Why have I been naughty?

Me: You forgot the disclaimer in chapter 6.

Danny: Whoops, sorry. Double disclaimer: Hayden doesn't own me. Hayden doesn't own me.

Me: That's better. Sorry it's been so long guys. I went to a McFly concert and got distracted with fan art and video editing.

Danny: Hayden saw the last Harry Potter yesterday.

Me: It was awesome! If you haven't seen it yet you need to! I was like, Neville power! Yeah! Lol he killed that snake ha ha ha.

Danny: I'll do the replies for Hayden today. Only four this time? :(

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Maheli phantom: Here's an update for you!

Lolxxx: I seriously think that Hayden still doesn't get it. You should just tell her.

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Exile, Chapter 7

(Jazz's P.O.V)

"The infection's getting worse," I said as I cleaned Wulf's bleeding paws for the hundredth time. The gashes where his claws had been ripped out hadn't stopped oozing ectoplasm since we started to attempt to heal him.

Sam, who was trying in vain to make our thin bed sheets into bandages, gave up and walked over to the guards who were positioned outside of out cell. She poked her arm through the bars and patted the closest one on the shoulder.

"Hey," Sam said, "Wulf's hurt. Can you just give us something to ease the pain?"

The guards ignored her and continued to float there, perfectly still.

Sam hit them harder, angry at the fact that they were completely overlooking her. Once again, the guards did and said nothing. She cried out in frustration.

"I'm afraid that we won't be able to help your friend," Walker appeared and walked up to Sam. "We didn't do it, so we won't take any responsibility for it. Wulf can suffer."

"What do you mean you didn't do it?" Sam was confused.

"Wulf was like that when we caught him. It was the only reason why he couldn't escape. Think about if logically, child, if Wulf was healed, couldn't he just tear himself back into the human world?" Walker turned and walked away again, gloating.

"Don't worry Sam," I said to her reassuringly as she paced back to us, "we'll heal Wulf by ourselves. Look, the flow of ectoplasm is stopping slightly."

For the next few minutes, we sat and changed Wulf's bandages again. Every time we touched the stumps where his claws used to be the huge animal winced slightly through gritted teeth. The pain must have been almost unbearable.

"Sam, Tucker, Jazz, is that you?" I heard a muffled voice coming through the wall.

I didn't recognise who spoke, but Tucker obviously did, because he got up and walked over to the wall.

"Valerie, is that you?" Tucker pressed his ear against the bricks, straining to hear her.

"Yeah," was all she said in reply.

"Wait, how did you get here?" Sam went over to join Tucker.

"I…I don't remember," she hesitated. I could tell from all my psychology courses that she was lying, but she obviously didn't want us to know. I decided to keep the fact to myself. It was none of my business how or why Valerie had gotten caught by Walker. I doubted very much it was because she was dangerous.

"We need to get out of here!" Tucker whispered urgently.

"I know," Valerie responded, "I have no idea how to, though."

"Are there guards outside you cell?" Sam asked.

"No. Yours?" Valerie said.

"Yeah, it's probably because we have Wulf in here."

"Who's Wulf?"

"I'll explain later. Right now, we to figure out how to escape." Sam told her.

"Why can't I pass through the walls? Can't humans travel through things in the Ghost Zone?" I heard Valerie ask.

Tucker shook his head, even though Valerie couldn't see him, "no. I think Walker's found a way out of that little loophole."

"Then there must be a way to turn it off, because the walls obviously weren't built to be human-proof. If there's a switch, it wouldn't be in here. I'll try to poke my head out of the bars and see if I can see one. I suggest you do the same." There was the distant sound of footsteps as Valerie walked away from the wall.

(Danny's P.O.V)

I must have been flying for hours. Without my map, I was hopelessly lost. I couldn't recognise any landmarks – even all the look alike purple doors seemed different in this distant part of Ghost Zone.

What disturbed me even more was the fact that I hadn't seen any ghosts for ages. It was freezing too, so maybe that was why. Even in the vast, empty space of the Ghost Zone you could see the occasional ghost fly past you.

Eventually in the distance I could make out the shape of a large floating island. As I floated towards it it became larger and I could make out more details. It was completely coated in snow and ice, but that was no surprise because it was so cold now.

As I came even closer I began to see small figures moving around. It was then that I realised where I was – the realm of the Far Frozen.

I smiled to myself. Frostbite would let me stay with him and his people. Well, they weren't really people. They were more like giant ghost snow monsters.

I landed with soft thump in the hard snow. I couldn't really fly in the blizzards that blew over the icy island.

After stumbling through the snowstorm for a bit, I caught sight of the place where frostbite lived.

I went straight to his house (A/N what does Frostbite live in? An igloo? I'll just make something up) and knocked on the door. Frostbite answered it almost immediately, looking genuinely surprised to see me outside the front of his home.

"Great one! What a pleasure to see you," he smiled and bowed slightly.

"It's nice to see you too, Frostbite," I replied.

"Yes, well then, please come in." The ice ghost nudged me gently inside out of the cold and signalled for me to sit down by the fire.

He left the room for a second, then came back and joined me.

"What brings you here?" he looked honestly curious.

"My parents kind of found out about me being a half-ghost and stuff," I replied.

"And I'm guessing that they didn't take it too well?" he asked.

I nodded my head sadly, "yeah. Now I don't have anywhere to stay. I found your place completely by accident after Skulker managed to kidnap me." I showed him the wounds on my arms from where the hunter ghost had cut me.

"Well, you're welcome to stay here for as long as you need," Frostbite got up and left the room again. "I won't be long," he called, "I'm just going to get something for those cuts."

"OK, thanks," I said in reply.

(Normal P.O.V)

Skulker flew warily through the portal and into the lab. His client wasn't going to be very happy with him. After all, he had let the Ghost—Boy escape.

A tall figure was standing with his back to him, glancing over some important-looking papers. After hearing Skulker come in, he turned round and approached the ghost.

"Well, did you do what I asked?" the man asked.

"Uh, you see, well…"

"What?"

"The ghost boy sort of…um… got away," Skulker replied nervously.

"HE ESCAPED?" The man shouted, "I've hired you many times before, Skulker, and you've always managed to do as I asked. So why not now? Catching Danny Phantom shouldn't be too hard, should it?"

"Sorry sir," Skulker responded, "I'll track him down again,"

"You'd better do," the man said, "now go."

Skulker nodded quickly and went back through the portal to the Ghost Zone.

Danny: I'm not going to even mention the fact that that was a cliffy.

Me: Good, because I'm sure that everybody knows it was. Oh yeah. If you've put EXILE on you favourites, or you've put it on story alert, can you leave a review? I know I shouldn't beg for reviews, but I've put a lot of time into EXILE and only a few people review compared to how many hits I get. Every chapter it's the same people. Come on guys, a few words isn't that hard, right?

Danny: If you don't, I think Hayden will carry on ranting. Please, SAVE YOURSELF!

Me: Bye guys!