Previously on THC…
"AHHHHH!" My eyes immediately shot up at hearing the cry for help. But, what caught my attention wasn't what it was it was who it was. "SAM!" Standing up, I raced out into the nearly black hallway. More blood seeped out my stomach. My hand reach out, covering my bloody wound. Blood dripped onto the floor. "Help me PLEASE!" "Shut up girl. Or I'll make this harder than it already is." I stopped, stone cold.Vlad…"DANNY!" She shouted. I don't know how or when. As soon as I started running my hooded ghost form took over. "Argggg!" I yell my battle cry. It takes a lot to break me but when Sam's in the middle or brought into this, whoever got her aren't coming home walking or better yet alive. "Danny turn around." A familiar voice rang. "Malcolm?" I say while turning around. Malcolm, in a crouch position, had scratches on his face and a bit of tattered clothing. But, besides that he was in well condition. "C'mere I need your help." He said waving me over. I walked towards him, then a shocked expression on his face. "Hide!" He yelled in a demanding whisper.
Then that unforgettable roar came from behind me as everything went black.
I woke up, no longer in the destroyed hospital, but in my uncomfortable bed. Bandages adorned my abdomen as well as my shoulder. The blood outline of the wound now showing through white gauze. I groaned in pain as I moved out of bed. Springs creaking along with my movement. I let out a deep breath, rubbing my face with my rough hands. 'Was it all just a dream? No, I have fresh wounds. But, how?' I thought to myself. My chest hurting from growing stress and frustration. I drop my hands from my hands and stare at the iron wall on front of me. I intertwined my fingers and stretched, my fingers making popping sounds.
Then I noticed two shiny crutches next to my nightstand. 'That's funny, I don't remember having crutches.' I shrugged it off as I stood, my body groaning in protest, and limped slowly to the crutches. Pain coursed through my body. Grabbing the two, I put one under my armpit and the second in the other. My hands gripped the second bar in support. The pain still there but not as bad as before. A white piece of paper caught my attention, the brightness of the sun whitening the paper. I cocked my head in curiosity. Using the crutches I walked to the table, calmly taking the paper into my fingers and opening it.
Daniel,
I am truly sorry but I must leave you. This journey is for you to take and for you only. From now on you are on your own. Next to the doors of the warehouse, there is a staff, grab it and concentrate on making a weapon. This is my last lesson to you and my last gift.
Fight well my friend and train wisely,
Death
Dropping the piece of paper and returned it to its place. I turn my head, looking for the staff Death mentioned. I looked at the staff, studying it with curiosity. The staff was a Ebony black branch twisted, on the very top was a death skull with its skeleton fingers wrapping around the staff as if protecting it. As I reached my hand out the skulls eyes lit up an electric green much like my Phantom form. I step back, but then I felt a sort of feeling as if I was drawn to it. I grab the staff into my cut hands. What happened next shocked me beyond belief.
The whole staff enlightened in the same electric green as the eyes, beaming to the point I squinted to see. A few seconds later I held, not a staff, but a scythe. The green blade curved till the back of the blade; the back was sort of shaped like a spear head with one side black and the other green. The staff was raven black with skeleton hands clawing its way to the top.
I let out a small chuckle. The scythe was beautiful yet much more dangerous. This has got to be the best gift ever. I twirled it in my fingers then swung it immediately regretting it as pain, once again, viciously enter me. I groan and clutch my side in pain, dropping the scythe converting into a staff once more. I let out a sigh.
If I was gonna train myself I had to 1. Find a way to get rid of the pain or at least ignore it somehow. 2. Exercise, start running doing pushups, sit ups, and pull ups. 3. Find and control my powers. It might take some time but at least, when the time comes I will be ready for whatever comes through that door. Maybe I'll talk to Clockwork, see if he can help. But, right now I'm in absolutely no condition to fly. I'm too weak to even go ghost! I'll just rest and then tomorrow, if I feel better, I'll head to the Ghost Zone and find Clockwork. Cuz' whether I like it or not I have LOTS of work to do.
As soon as the pain subsided I stood straight and used my crutches as support to walk back to bed. I sat down, pushing the crutches to the side, and slowly fell back into my bed. Falling into a deep sleep, dreaming of one day returning to Sam and my son.
One day….
Hey guys! Short chapter and It's been awhile, I know but guess what? I'm back to the old schedule! So what does that mean? FASTER UPDATES WHOOOOO! Happiness just landed… I'm just really confused. Why do people switch my nicknames? Now they call me Shade, WHYYYY? I have no clue ^_^ People man people. Love ya guys!
Shade ( NoOne's Twilight )