A little post-Phantom Planet...
Valerie
The hoverboard carried her through the sky, her suit clinging to her like a second skin. Valerie hoisted her bazooka on her shoulder, crouched down to give a smaller profile, to cut down on wind resistance. She needed the speed as the breathing apparatus of her suit whined against the strain of far too much speed, as she chased her ever elusive quarry. Her mortal enemy.
He flew in front of her, darting just out of range. He flew for his unlife, not even stopping to toss clever quips or plead his innocence. Ectoplasm dripped from a slice in his side, a wound she took pride in causing. A single white-gloved hand tried desperately to hold his organs in as he continued to fly.
As he continued to lose speed. He was slowing down. But she could tell by his rasping sounds, by the tears falling, by the trail of green evaporating into the night sky... He did not want to.
He didn't want a lot of things she was going to do to him as she pressed her hoverboard beyond its limit and moved in close enough for the kill shot.
Bam.
She whooped as Phantom fell from the sky, meandering in a wheeling, drunken spin as he splattered against the asphalt. She landed nearby and walked up to him, triumph in her eyes.
Phantom looked up at her, gasping for breath. Wait, since when did ghosts need to breathe?
White rings split over his broken body and she began to scream.
She was still screaming as she woke up.
Valerie sat up in bed, bile rising in her throat. She tamped it down, refused to get sick because of a simple nightmare. Instead she took deep breaths to calm herself as she gazed around the room, trying to calm her pounding heart. Her list of ghost enemies, Phantom's name crossed off the list in bright red ink. Newspaper clippings about the statues of Phantom erected all over the world, there to stand for a year and a day. Photos of herself and Danny at their graduation ceremony. He looked so small...
She remembered what she'd almost done to him so many times.
"Why didn't he tell me sooner?" she whispered.