Okay chapter 4! Thanks everybody for reading and reviewing!
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Pain. Pain and a killer headache was the first thing Danny felt when he started to come back to reality. "Ugh, what the happened? Ghost fight?" He started to feel what was around him. It was grainy and uncomfortable. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to keep out the sun that was threatening its way into his sensitive eyes.
Danny winced when he rubbed his forehead and felt a big bump, about the size of a golf ball. He tried to remember what happened before he blacked out when a high pitched noise interrupted his thoughts. "Wait a minute was that a scream?" Hero instincts kicked in and he opened his eyes and slowly sat up.
"What the-" Danny surveyed the area, he realized he was on a beach, but there was smoke everywhere. He turned his head a few more degrees to see where the smoke was coming from. He gasped when he saw an airplane- what used to be an airplane. It was divided into two main parts, the front and back, but the middle seemed to be fractured into pieces. The back half was closest to him, it was also the largest bit of the plane left.
He slowly started to recall what had happened in his last moments of consciousness. Adrenalin taking over, he forgot about his head and got up from his former position and walked over to the damage. Having a better look at the plane he saw one of the wings had detached. The engine of it was still running and making a loud whining noise.
A few brave people were going back inside the plane to get injured people and lying them on the sand, then running back in to get more. There was so much chaos around him, it seemed like everybody needed help. Some people were screaming, others were taking care of the injured, and a few were calling out names and for help. Stumbling around strayed luggage and other debris, he noticed the paleness of some of the people laying there.
His mind was numb with fear when he realized there was a strong possibility that not everybody on the flight survived the crash. That his classmates might be dead, including Sam and Tucker. He knew he had to try and look before he started making assumptions.
Before he got very far he heard a familiar scream. "Paulina!" Danny shouted as he walked toward the Latina.
She stopped screaming and crying to turn around to see who had called her name. "Fenton?' she sniffled.
Danny nodded, and walked over to her. "Are you alright?"
She squinted her eyes and pointed to her face, "Do I look alright?!"
"No, actually, you look horrible," Danny was tempted to say as he looked at her mascara smeared face, knotted hair, along with patches of dirt all over her body she even had some minor rips on her designer clothes, but he was sure he didn't look much better himself.
"I almost died!" she cried. "And I don't know where my friends are! And I broke two nails!" held up her fingers to emphasize it. "Do you know how much my papa paid for my manicure?"
Danny shook his head slowly. Paulina huffed. "A lot that's how much! I don't even know where my purse is! Ugh! This is horrible!"
Danny sighed, "It's not the end of the world Paulina," he said calmly. Paulina glared at him with furious eyes, "Wow, that's almost as bad as Sam's glare." He looked over at the plane again and saw a man carrying out another injured person. "I really hope she and Tuck are okay," he thought. "So you haven't seen anyone from our class?"
"No, what if they're dead?," she cried as she took another look around, desperately trying to seek out her friends.
"I'm sure they're fine. There's a lot of people here, which is a good sign. It looks like everybody made it," he said, trying to convince himself as well. Although he could already sense everyone did not make it.
"Ugh, this is like my worst nightmare. I'm stuck on an island, and of course I get stuck with you," she glanced back at Danny "No offense."
Danny looked a little taken back, but helped search for his classmates. "Uh, offense taken." He once again glanced at the wreckage. "Where do you think we are? I didn't think we'd be flying over land for a while."
"We're on an island. A deserted island," she said simply.
"What? No? We wouldn't have flew over any islands… Right?"
She paused and gave him a bewildered look. "Uh, hello? Haven't you seen, like, any movies about plane crashes? They always end up on an island."
Danny shook his head and was starting to think that being stuck on an island with Paulina wouldn't be that great for himself either. "Yeah, that's why they're movies. What are the chances we landed on an island? There has to be some people around here."
Paulina shrugged, "Whatev- oh thank God!" she gasped.
Danny whipped his head in the direction she was looking, "What?"
"It's my purse!"
Danny groaned. "Your purse? Paulina, I thought you saw someone."
She ran and grabbed a large purse off the ground and started wiping the sand off it and giving it a thorough examination. She glanced up at the boy to give him a glare. "It's not just a purse, it's my Gucci purse."
Danny quickly let the subject drop, getting the feeling she was just as obsessed as Tucker with technology. A violent eruption shook the ground, Danny and Paulina were knocked to the ground. More people started screaming and wailing. Danny slowly got up, then took Paulina's shaking arm and helped her up.
"What was that?" Paulina coughed through the smoke.
"I- I think it was one of the engines," he replied.
A fire was starting to envelope the back of the plane. Danny's stomach did a flip, and he hoped that those people he saw earlier had gotten everybody out. Before he could fully make up his mind he ran closer to the fire.
"Danny? Wait! What-" Paulina's words were lost through the screams and the explosion of fire. He went over to someone that he had seen pulling people out earlier.
"Is there anybody in there?" he shouted, trying to yell over the crackles of flames and screams.
The man turned his face to Danny. He looked extremely distressed as he stroked his hand through his hair that was already sleeked in sweat and ash. "Yeah, we think we heard someone scream right before it happened," he said solemnly.
Danny nodded and hastily ran into the airplane. The man tried to grab him, but was too slow. Danny vaguely heard, "Kid, stop! You're gonna get yourself killed!"
"Anybody in here?" Danny yelled. There were patches of fire here and there, the plane was creaking, and he could barely see from all the smoke. But overall the fire wasn't as bad as it looked from the outside.
Danny turned intangible without changing to his ghost half and walked down the aisle. Looking at each row he was relieved to see that they were empty. Until he saw an arm hanging into the aisle up ahead. His eyes went wide and he ran to the chair. He turned tangible and knelt down next to her.
"Hey, we need to get out of here," Danny said grabbing her arm. As soon as his glove made contact with her skin his stomach dropped and he let go immediately. He wasn't sure how, probably a ghost thing, but he could feel that she was gone. He looked at her face, he guessed that she was in her 50's. "It looks like she's sleeping," Danny solemnly thought.
A scream tore his eyes away from her face. "Hello?" he called as he walked further down the aisle. It was getting a lot hotter and a smell that Danny knew could only be burning flesh filled his nostrils.
Repressing a gag he shouted again, "Hello?"
He heard crying from the back of the plane, it sounded like a child. He went ghost and turned intangible and flew through flames.
Danny followed the direction of the noise. He saw something, barely, but it was white, green, and brown. "Hello?" he asked again.
"Daddy?" a squeaky boy's voice called out.
Before going over to the voice, Danny switched back to human. Then walked a few feet through the smoke to find a boy between the age of three and four. He was wearing dinosaur pajamas and had tear stains running down his ash covered face. He had gone to the very back of the plane and was in the fetal position.
"Sorry, I'm not your dad, but if you come with me we can find him," Danny said kneeling down to the child's level.
The boy nodded. Danny picked him up and turned them intangible, making them go through everything that got in the way. Danny also hoped that the use of his ghost powers could help cool the boy down. Danny made sure to cover the boy's face in a way that would protect him from smoke and from seeing any corpses that were still in the plane.
As he neared the entrance he turned them both tangible again. The plane started to creak and moan louder. Danny knew it was about to collapse and he broke into a run. Once they were at a safe distance away from the plane Danny couldn't help but drop to his knees and place the child down in the sand.
"Hey, you alright?" Danny asked between coughs. The ash covered boy nodded and Danny smiled back. There was a loud groaning sound behind them just as Danny looked behind himself he saw the plane collapse. Danny grabbed the kid and shielded him against any debris.
Once it sounded like the coast was clear Danny slowly looked around to see the back half of the plane was now just a burning pile of metal.
"Kid you're brave, but you sure are stupid." a gruff voice said. Danny turned forward and squinted up at the speaker to see the same man who had told him about the child in the first place.
Danny gave a weak chuckle and nodded. Recalling what the guy yelled at him before he ran into the fire he said, "Maybe, but I didn't get myself killed."
The man laughed. The teen looked past the guy and saw a small crowd had formed a circle around the man Danny still didn't know the name of, the child, and himself.
A woman's shriek filled the air, "JAMES!" the woman ran over to Danny and scooped 'James' lovingly in her arms. She gave him kisses all over his face. A smiling, but also teary eyed, man stood next to her. Someone in the crowd started to clap, it started out slow, but soon everyone joined.
"Wow I'm used to this in ghost form, but in human form it's just weird," Danny thought.
"Thank you so much youngman," the man Danny guessed to be Jame's father said, putting out his hand so that Danny would shake it. The halfa gave a curt nod and shook his hand.
"Yes, thank you so much!" the mother said, still tightly holding James.
Danny smiled and nodded again, "I-It was nothing, I mean anyone could have done it," Danny said, shrugging with a nervous smile.
The mother opened her mouth to protest but was interrupted by a "DANNY!"