CHAPTER SEVEN: I'm just going to end this with this chapter. It's been a long time, but I finally got together enough motivation to type out the final chapter.

Zer Author: Jazz won't have powers. She wasn't exposed to the initial radiation, so she wouldn't get powers.

I don't own Danny Phantom.

"Be careful, little brother," she murmured, sinking back in her seat.

GENERAL POV

Tucker looked angrily at the broken keypad on the floor, wishing he had gotten a better message out. "I don't want him coming in here!" the techno geek growled, clenching his fists. "All he had to do was find a way in somewhere else, and we could meet up with him. Stupid electricity."

Sam put a hand on his shoulder. "You know he'd still try to find us. Come on. You need to relax for a little bit, concentrate. You've only taken me through before, and only once. You're not dying on us, Tucker."

Tucker rolled his eyes but sank to the floor, taking a deep breath and relaxing his shoulders while Sam moved a chair over so that it was under the camera for easy access.

A whooshing sound came from her right and she looked up in time to be tackled by Danny Phantom, his arms tightening around her. "I'm glad you guys are okay," he said into her ear, causing the girl to blush.

He started for Tucker, but Sam grabbed onto his wrist. "Danny, don't bother him, he-"

The PA system crackled and Skulker's voice came over the speakers. "Well, finally, the last whelp arrives. Have fun in there, because the ghost shield is now up, and the only way out is through my blades."

Danny rolled his eyes. "Could he be any more cliché?" he wondered.

Sam snorted. "Probably not. Listen, Danny, we don't have much time before he comes for us. I need you to trust the two of us, okay?"

Danny paused for a moment, tilting his head. "Are you guys dating?"

The question was so unexpected that Tucker looked up from his meditation. After a second of awkward silence, the two teens burst into laughter, snickering hysterically and wiping tears from their eyes. "Oh man, no way!" Sam laughed, waving for Tucker to go back to his concentration. "No way."

Danny gave a slight smile and glanced down. "Then…why have you two been avoiding me? Your parents said you've been hanging out a lot without me."

Sam's eyes softened. "Danny, listen. I promise we can explain, but for now, we have maybe thirty seconds before Skulker decides to have his way with all of us and ends up with three new pelts. Do you trust us?"

Danny didn't hesitate. "With my life."

Sam grabbed his hand in hers and led him over to Tucker, tilting her head. "Tuck?" she said softly. "You ready to go?"

"Go?" Danny asked in bewilderment. "How?"

Sam glared him into shutting up and Tucker stood slowly, taking the girl's outstretched hand. He led them over to the chair and clambered up on top of it, glancing back at Danny and Sam. "Don't let go," he ordered. "I mean it. No matter what, don't let go of her hand, Danny."

Though completely lost, Danny nodded in agreement and tightened his grip around Sam's hand. Tucker took a shaky breath and shut his eyes, reaching his hand up and bracing himself.

As his fingers clenched around the camera lens, his entire body jolted. The boy forced himself to keep ahold of the technology, focusing every bit of energy he had on getting himself and the others through it.

Danny yelped behind him, probably because his body was becoming fuzzy, and Tucker tuned him out, his body sparking and shooting with massive amounts of electricity that would have killed anyone else.

Tucker absorbed the brunt of the electricity as they were swept into the camera and through the wires, causing Danny and Sam to only feel small sparks. The farther Tucker travelled from the room, the less it hurt, and when the trio materialized in the control room for the video cameras, he passed out on the floor.

Danny would have demanded an explanation then and there, except for the fact that there were about a half dozen ghosts floating around, looking startled to see their captives in front of them.

"You're explaining this when we're done!" he yelled at Sam, standing over Tucker and firing ice rays at the ghosts.

He glanced over in time to see Sam jump nearly ten feet and tackle a ghost to the ground. His eyebrows shot up in surprise and she smirked at him. "Trust me, I will. Got a thermos?"

Danny pulled the device from his belt and tossed it to the girl, allowing her to suck up the ghosts. She threw the thermos back at him, glanced at a fire escape map on the wall, and then slung Tucker over her shoulder like he weighed no more than a purse. "Come on," she said, holding out a hand. "Before Mr. Wall Pellet shows up."

Danny raised a slow eyebrow and took her hand warily, yelping as the world flashed around him and he found the small group outside in less than five seconds.

He wrenched his hand from Sam's and stared at her in confusion. "What…what is going on?" he pleaded desperately.

Sam opened her mouth to explain but was interrupted as a glowing sword was pressed to the back of Danny's neck. "Well, well, well," Skulker said in delight. "Looks like the ghost child still hasn't figured it out yet. Care to explain?"

Sam growled and gently deposited Tucker to the ground, sighing with relief as she heard him groan in his unconscious state. "I was about to, before you showed up."

Danny clenched his fists and in one swift move had leapt out of the way, blasting ectoplasmic energy at Skulker and knocking the sword from his grip. Sam began to charge at the ghost, as did Danny, but they immediately stopped when Skulker leapt forward and pressed his hand against Tucker's throat. "One wrong move, whelps," he threatened.

Danny held up his hands slowly and Skulker scowled. "Change back, ghost child. No funny business. Then restrain your girlfriend."

Phantom did as he asked, changing back to Fenton, and he walked slowly over to Sam, pulling her hands lightly behind her back.

"Now," Skulker laughed. "Allow me to explain for you. Your two friends here have powers. Powers that they never told you about, and they've been working together for a while to strengthen them. From what I've gathered, it was all due to the radiation from your original transformation, child."

Danny looked at Sam, his eyes hurt. "He's not lying, is he?" he murmured.

Sam winced. "I'm sorry, Danny. We wanted to tell you, but…we didn't really know how. Tucker's revolve around technology, and mine are more physical."

"I didn't think this one would be strong enough to make it through the cameras, though," Skulker admitted, looking down at Tucker in slight annoyance. "I was sure he would perish. But I suppose I can fix that."

Before Skulker could move an inch, before Danny and Sam could even cry out, a blast of bright blue and white light came from the bushes and shoved Skulker backwards, causing his suit to peel apart and leave his tiny, actual form writhing on the ground in anger.

Danny and Sam looked towards the bushes in surprise to see Jazz walk out, holding the Fenton Ghost Peeler in her hand. "Never was a fan of Ghost X," she said with a grin, kneeling down next to Tucker and taking his pulse.

Danny smiled at his sister and turned to suck Skulker up. He hesitated and glanced back at Sam. "I'm going to go get the rest of the ghosts," he said, not looking her in the eyes. He transformed back into Phantom and flew off before Sam could stop him, and the Goth sighed, turning to help Jazz wake Tucker up.

"Thanks. How much did you catch?" Sam asked the girl, gently slapping at Tucker's face.

Jazz raised an eyebrow. "Enough. Why didn't you tell us?"

Sam winced and shrugged. "We didn't want to cause any trouble. We could barely control the powers before we started helping each other out, and we wanted to be in better control of them so we didn't screw up our ghost fighting."

She paused as Tucker's eyes fluttered open and Jazz gently helped the boy sit up, letting him lean heavily on her shoulder. "Let's get him to the car," she suggested.

Sam nodded and wrapped Tucker's other arm around her shoulders, helping Jazz walk him to the convertible. "Do you think Danny's mad?" she finally asked as they settled him into the front seat.

Jazz shrugged sadly. "I think he's disappointed. Maybe mad at himself, since it was the radiation that caused this."

Sam grimaced and looked away. Jazz bit her lip and walked over to the teen, giving her a side hug. "Danny cares about you guys. He doesn't want to see you get hurt, and hiding things from him…well, you saw what happened. We didn't know why a ghost would capture you guys, and if we had, we might have suspected Skulker sooner."

"I know," Sam muttered, kicking at the ground with her boot. "I just don't want him to hate us."

"I don't hate you."

The girls turned around to see Danny walking up, thermos in hand and back to his human self. He tossed the thermos into the backseat and walked around to where Jazz and Sam were, looking back and forth between his two best friends. "I'm not mad," he repeated.

"Sure felt like it man," Tucker whispered hoarsely from the passenger seat, his voice dry and raspy.

Jazz went to the trunk to dig around for a water bottle and Danny sighed, running his hand through his hair. "I'm not. I just…I want to know that you guys trust me enough to tell me this stuff. I freaked tonight. Don't scare me like that again."

The two nodded and Danny gave them a small smile. "So…radiation powers?" he questioned.

Tucker snorted and took the water bottle that Jazz handed him gratefully, taking several sips before speaking again. "Yup. Man, Sam can run faster than you can fly."

Danny looked over at Sam, who had a mischievious twinkle in her eyes, and he grinned. "You're on," he declared, changing into Phantom and taking off.

Sam winked at Tucker and sprinted after him, leaving Tucker and Jazz in the car. Jazz chuckled. "I take it we aren't leaving for a while," the girl said, shaking her head.

Tucker smiled. "Not a chance."

So this is the end? I was going to make it longer, but I wanted to finish this so that it wasn't haunting me. I always finish my stories. Always. I may revise it later, if I feel up to it.

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