Danny was running through dense trees, the woods surrounding him too thick to let in any moonlight from the night sky. He was too weak to try to fly away instead of running, but they'd probably have a harder time trying to find him on foot anyways.
He'd gotten caught by the G.I.W. and was locked away at their facility, a mile or so underground. It's been a couple weeks since he got caught and he finally found a window of opportunity for him to escape.
The power had failed at their location and had gone out for a couple hours. With the power out, that meant the restraints and cells holding him would no longer have the power to contain him. After that, he flew his way to the surface where he could no longer stay airborne and started running.
He would have to thank Tucker for cutting the power.
The longer his trek, the weaker he became. He hasn't eaten anything in the past couple weeks and so he was having trouble moving one foot in front of the other.
The G.I.W. believed all ghosts could endlessly replenish their ectoplasm, reform themselves and keep themselves stabilized limitlessly.
Normal ghosts could probably do that. But Danny wasn't just any normal ghost.
As a result, Danny had destabilized and he was growing increasingly warmer as the minutes passed by. His core pulsing heavily in his chest as it was beginning to fail.
His glow was fading and he could no longer go intangible, let alone fire a ghost ray. Soon Danny came to a stop, falling to his knees. He dragged himself under a nearby bush, to hopefully prevent the G.I.W. from finding him any sooner than they would.
The sound of flying vehicles and jets soon filled the air around him, whipping the leaves on the trees in their direction. A sense of dread filled Danny and the sweat that was beginning to form on his forehead dripped to the ground.
Nobody had started shouting orders to anyone yet, so that was the only consolation that Danny had that it wasn't the G.I.W.. They probably knew he was weak, that he couldn't get far. And they wouldn't consider the possibility of needing a stealthy approach.
Team Phantom on the other hand would be a stealthy as possible, as to not alert the government organization to his location. They knew the G.I.W. had no qualms about taking Phantom back and locking up teenagers, so it was for Danny's safety as much as their own.
Danny's eye began to droop shut, darkness taking it's hold on him. His core was failing and he could no longer sustain himself after all that happened inside that facility.
Before unconsciousness could overcome him, he heard the drop of heavy feet on the ground near him. Something else could be heard rattling the leaves of the bush he was hiding under.
The last thing he remembered before falling into unconsciousness was the image in his mind of heavy combat boots, and the glow from the transformation rings lighting up the back of his eyelids.