"So, are you're parents still buying the whole 'I came home to find you like that' story?" Tucker asked as he clicked the lid back on the permanent marker he held. He and Danny were sitting on the football field bleachers with Sam, and had just signed the large cast that covered her arm. Danny smiled and sat back to enjoy the rest of the lunch period. School seemed so much better when his extra-curricular activities weren't looming over his future like a dark shadow.

"Yeah," Danny grinned. "They don't remember how they got there, and dad thinks it was a ghost, as usual." He grinned.

"Ironic that it was, isn't it?" Sam asked.

"Actually, it was a Half-ghost," Danny's grin turned cheesy.

"Ghost boy," Sam growled, "Be glad that the arm closest to you is immobile, or you'd have a fist in your face." He took on a feigned innocent look. "So," she still glared at him, "what about Plasmius?"

"Mom and Dad got a telegram from him, thanking them for their hospitality, but," he held up his fingers to quote it, "'Another emergency has otherwise detained' him, and he won't be returning."

"So everything's over?" Tucker asked. Danny nodded and sighed.

"Yeah,"he rested he head on his hands and looked up at the sky. He didn't tell them about the voice in the back of his head, soft, but constant. The voice taunted him now, warning him of what was still there. Danny had thought his "evil side" would leave completely when he took the guards off, but Vlad had been right when he said that the evil would be more difficult to suppress now. The thought wiped the smile off of his face. What would get to him badly enough that he would abandon thought and control to that voice? He hoped he would never find out.

"So, what happened to the gloves?" Tucker asked.

"Dad had some ectoplasmic acid...and it accidently spilled," Danny winked. "There was nothing left by the time I was able to get my parents down there to safely clean it up." Tucker grinned at the comment.

"Oh what a shame," Sam laughed.

"And I donated the skates to a local charity. They'll make some kid really happy."

"You really don't want to think about this anymore," Sam commented, suddenly concerned. Danny looked over.

"Would you?"

"Guess not," she looked down. "But on the brighter side, if Dash bothers us soon, he'll get a nice whack with this." She swung her bent arm around a little like a club. Danny couldn't stop laughing at the picture that came to mind at her comment.

THE END

And that's the end of my story! Bwahahahaha! I'm leaving it wide open for a reason, although Evil Danny doesn't come back for a little while. Be sure to check out my next story "Lost and Gained". Thanx again for reading everyone!