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The Dark in the Island	By : Shotahunter1851 Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom Views: 5429 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Dark in the island

Chapter five: In the dark

The rattling of chains could be heard entering the fortress courtyard followed by heavy panting belonging to Tommy and his four friends who venture after the ghost hunters, eager to see them in action, stories were already being told among the townsfolk who were still very much impressed by the previous hunt. The boys open their eyes in utter amazement as they laid witness to brutal carnage, hundreds of slain monsters were scattered across the square, most were Ectopuss, but every so often came across strange abominations similar to the Ectopuss though in white with a pointy head though no less intimidating, there were also werewolves and giant snakes which the boys had only heard of in whispers at the town bar.

Nothing like this had ever been seen before, at least, not in Tommy’s lifespan, having someone kill an Ectopuss was motive enough for celebration but seeing such a large horde butchered would call for a festival perhaps even making it into a local holiday. The kids trembled at the thought of such abominations attacking the town in the dead of night, there would be no matter or means of protection, the blood blossoms that covered walls would do nothing once such a horde rushed the town, no number of weapons or guards armed with swords and rifles blessed by the church would be able to stop the demons.

It all became clear for Tommy and his friends as to why mayor Vlad brought outsiders to fight the demons, the power they wield was tremendous and after the first day of hunting, now fully confirmed by the number of dead monsters made their presence more than welcome. The town guard, on the other hand, could barely hold their ground when facing one single Ectopuss that in most cases ran off after killing a few guards. Tommy wanted to see his new hero in action, to see Danny ripping through the beasts just like the knights from his fairy tale books that his mother now allows for him to read as she felt hope, no longer afraid of the night thanks to the strange outsiders.

“What matter of monster is this?”- one of Tommy’s friends who answered the name Jebediah asked looking down at the ecto-squid. “I’ve only heard of the giant snake but never this.”- the boy continued.

The boys wanted to see the battle at shorthand rather than being told about it, later on, it took them hours to follow the hunters who traveled in those strange metallic self-moving carriages that moved at ungodly speeds, the battle started once Tommy and his friends were nearly a mile away from the fortress, it had been a forbidden place even from before being born, now understanding why. Tommy watched alongside his friends at the top of a ridge at the amazing light show, colorful beams flew into the air followed by green explosions. Having “borrowed” a spyglass from his father’s office was that Tommy appreciated in further detail the skirmish from the top of the tallest tree that he could find.

There “He” was, Danny, dressed for war and firing his long rifle creating havoc for the foul abominations that spent years terrorizing the town which made the kids feel relief, aroused, and a little malicious. One by one the monsters fell to Danny and the rest of the hunters’ weapons. There were no words to describe the scene playing out for the young boys and single girl, Danny twisted and twirled allowing for his cutlass to slice through the Ectopuss and their variations, though made quick work of the werewolves with his long rifle. The bodies piled in a matter of minutes making Tommy feel ever so excited, never had he seen or even imagine the monsters to be so terrified of humans, seeing the horrible beasts running away howling and shrieking was a refreshing sight.

“How do you it was Danny and not her black servant?”- Jebediah asked who was unaware of Danny’s true gender, or of the current social norms. “They are all wearing the same scary masks and uniforms.” The boy added.

“Only Danny has that green sword, probably a status symbol or a war trophy”- Tommy replied not wanting to correct his friend’s misunderstanding mainly to avoid further embarrassment. If anybody knew that he was developing feelings for another boy by mistake, he would never hear the end of it.

“You don’t really think she’s a soldier, no wars are going on”- the boy replied sternly.

“How do you that Jebediah? No one knows anything beyond this island, and you’ve seen their equipment and that flying thing the other huntress has, for all we know they could be living on the moon like in that book”- Tommy countered.

All five kids went silent as they reach the bridge leading to the castle, it was the first time that any one of them, or from town for that matter ever laid eyes over the black stones and the tall intimidating towers making each of the kids feel anxiety as they made their way past the bridge with trepidation in their hearts. Two of the boys fell on their butts moments after entering the castle hall, not due to its large and vastness, not even for its gothic majesty, but due to corpses scattered across the grand hall that could reach into the hundreds. Clear signs of battle could be discerned almost immediately within the first few steps followed by the stench of burning flesh and rot.

Tommy approached taking notice of the obvious, these weren’t Ectopuss but rotting humans, even Tommy and his crew could tell these men were dressed in very old military uniforms. Their weapons could be seen in town but never in such deplorable condition, Tommy recalled his father telling him about the time that his own father when much younger tried to retake the fortress with the aid of a few other strong men from town, they spoke of horrible monsters, but above all of the undead men that could not be killed, Tommy’s grandfather was never the same afterward, hardly speaking to his children and even becoming a recluse until meeting his end at the tip of a gun.

“By Nocturne! Look at that thing!”- the only female in the group spoke. “I’ve never seen an Ectopuss of that size.”- she continued while poking at the class B Ectopuss.

“Pretty sure Danny did this did.”- Tommy said with pride after seeing one of the creatures partially explode.

The kids marched further into the grand hall despite the terror overtaking their tiny hearts with each step, they knew what kind of monsters lurked within the castle but morbid curiosity was stronger than common sense, fear left them as soon as they looked in wonder at the burned bodies and hole riddle walls, it didn’t take them long to figure everything was recent damage. Tommy couldn’t hold his surprise nor excitement upon looking at the collapsed corridor and pillars barely able to see the hallway beyond, his amazement increased as he examined the rubble that had been melted away making him wonder what kind of weapon could do such unspeakable damage.

The stairs at the far end had been destroyed employing the same mysterious weapon along with large portions of the floor and walls which had been melted and warped, the kids felt encouraged to continue after being unable to find any dead ghost hunters allowing them to assume that it was a very successful opening skirmish. Tommy now understood why no one ever since his grandfather had tried to retake the fortress, they were grossly underarm and ill-prepared. A few wanted to head back but Tommy assured them they would only follow the trail of dead monsters left by the hunters.

“What matter of monster could have done this”- Jedediah asked while looking at a massive hole on the wall overviewing the cliffside.

“It seems like something was tossed through…”- Tommy remarks as he leans out the gap looking at the buildings below. “I wonder where Danny is?”-

(XXXXXX)

Danny groaned loudly as he stared through a large gap on the ceiling, white clouds gently danced over the blue skies, his hands slowly caressed his torso and face wondering for any wounds yet felt relief upon being unable to find any, and his knees easily bend in the correct direction as he tried to regain his footing only to slip down crashing on the ground. The boy quickly skittered away upon seeing Nathan’s face deadly close to his own, yet the creature didn’t move anymore, not even a beast of his size could take such a brutal fall, it was nothing short of a miracle that he didn’t die by the fall, had he collapsed anywhere else other than on Nathan he would have unavoidable died.

It hurt Danny greatly to have fought his close friend and his sister who was now missing her entire head and part of the torso leaving only one of her large breasts hanging by the side, Danny couldn’t tolerate the idea of seeing either of them transformed into a mindless monster, a brief smile was drawn on Danny as he recalls the many times which Nathan complained about his sister and wish that she was more like Jazz who’s smart, elegant and caring for her brother not the rampaging slut that would do anything for social position, now their souls were gone and whatever remained of the two siblings had vanished completely. The two siblings had their flaws but neither Nathan nor Kimberly deserve this outcome.

“What the hell happened to you, man?”- Danny asked as he puts his hand over the boy’s head. “I promise that I will kill whoever did this to you.”-the boy promised.

“Danny!!”- The boy jumped pulling out his pistol and aiming all around until realizing the voice was coming from his inter-communicator. “Please respond, where are you?!”- Maddie demanded to know already on the verge of tears.

“Sorry, mom, I seemed to have blacked out for a moment”- Danny spoke casually as he learned to have been out cold for ten minutes which was an extremely small price to pay. “It’ll be much easier if I go up rather than having you guys come down to fetch me, carry on with the mission while I try a pincer move.”- the boy said much to his mother’s dismay yet reluctantly agree.

Danny knew it would be a titanic endeavor to free climb the mountain not to mention risky as there could be giant mosquitos or other flying abominations, the room that he found himself in seemed to be a prison at the base of the cliff, there were large cells at the back and several cages of varying sizes scattered all around amidst heinous torture devices that made him gulp down in dread, strange pliers, scissors and curve blades could be seen on the floor which Danny was sure were used to torture the prisoners given the dry blood. According to Jazz, the fortress served mainly as a prison during the civil war, due to the vast distance between the island and the mainland.

The entire fortress made no sense as the exterior reminded him of some sort of gothic medieval fantasy castle owned by a vampire, the grand hall where the hunters face Nathan was large enough to host Casper high school prom with much space to spare, and the number of soldiers involved in the ambush was simply too damn high, such men could have been used in the war effort rather than caring for a prison. Danny looked at his ghost tracker but couldn’t see any blips making him feel slightly more at ease, his long rifle would be in the way, therefore, pulled out and assembled an assault rifle blaster that resemble the AK-47 though the barrel was rectangular.

Bright green energy beams flew across the long hallway striking down four ancient line infantrymen before they had the chance to fire their old muskets, Danny slowly sneak down the long and dark hallway making sure to be as quiet as possible due to his heavy boots which created echo, he already announced his presence due to the blaster’s zap but didn’t feel like walking into another ambush, the night vision feature in his goggles allowed for the young ghost hunter to see five more undead musketeers jittering their way towards him further into the hallway which he quickly took down with five well place blasts.

“Behold the new and modern.”- Danny taunted.

His eyes widen in horror upon feeling a pair of hands behind forcing the boy to roll over the floor and firing a three-round burst, but there was no one behind him. The ghost tracker didn’t show him any signs of there being a ghost nearby, the sounds of feet skittering behind forced him to turn once more. There was something following him that the tracker couldn’t detect forcing Danny to make haste, the goggles didn’t permit for any peripherical vision which limited his sense of perception, it was rather annoying given his current situation, the boy pressed his back at the corner where he peaks his head still feeling a pair of eyes behind him.

Danny then prepared an ecto-grenade, his head still poking around the corner yet let the explosive fall on his feet creating a large green plume of smoke followed by a powerful shriek from above him, the boy leaped from the corner aiming his rifle at a hideous spider monster about the size of a horse squirming in pain, the ghost tracker still didn’t detect the oversize spider as a ghost despite clearly not being from this planet which made Danny worried as he put the thing out of his misery. Danny hadn’t come across any cobwebs meaning the spider monster had been hunting him for a while now, most disturbing was that his tracker didn’t detect the creature.

A musket ball struck Danny in the chest the moment that he turned over to the hallway knocking the wind out of him, thankfully his suit held proudly preventing the bullet from piercing. The boy returned the courtesy with a few laser beams straight to the zombie’s head bursting it completely and that of his two companions who meet the same fate. Danny was now starting to consider going back to the prison section to try and venture his way up the hillside as this was proving to be much too difficult.

(XXXXXX)

Sam Manson dropped against a tree, panting heavily as she tried to regain her breath, eyes darting from left to right trying to see if the undead were chasing after her, a sigh of relief escape her lips as there were no such pursuers. Pamela was on her knees heaving loudly, the woman wasn’t much of an athletic nor did any sort of strenuous workout beyond an occasional yoga class, Jeremy was lying on the ground looking at the castle, and the Manson family in their desperation to flee had rushed down the corridor and turned around several times, it was nothing short of a miracle that they weren’t intercepted by any monster, demon or zombie.

All around were tall trees and thick bushes making Jeremy wonder if they had escaped back into the forest which was by no means any better given their lacking combat skills, the tall wall surrounding the family told him they were still trapped in the castle, most likely in the garden. Distant gunfire drew their attention back to the castle wondering if the fighters were attacking, defending, or running away, as much as Jeremy wanted to think that everyone was in the same desperate situation as himself, the truth was that his team was the weakest of all seeing how they struggle just to fire their pistols and were unable to hold their ground, and being forced to flee the battlefield while the Fenton team were quickly taking over the battle.

To add insult to injury was being betrayed by the Extreme Ghost Breakers who abandoned them without a second thought while using the confusion to push further into the castle by means of their ATVs, the man knew they weren’t running away due to fear as Sullivan flip him off before disappearing into the dark hallways. Jeremy leans against the tree knowing there was no way for a triple-A team to simply side with an unknown, untalented no-name team like his, they were being used as nothing more than bait, it was all clear now.

“Let’s head back to the hotel and tell Vlad that we quit.”- Pamela said taking hold of her husband’s arm. “We’re not cut out for this, we’re not hunters or soldiers. You’re a businessman, not a fighter.”- the woman said trying to comfort her man, but didn’t realize her words cut just as deep as a blade.

“No… we can’t give up. I invested everything that we had in this hunt, it was supposed to be our big break.”- Jeremy said looking straight at his wife. “Just kill a few monsters and come home with our pockets full, if those Fenton freaks can do, why can’t we?!”- the man said firmly.

The family fortune had run out due to a series of very bad business decisions Jeremy made throughout the years, the company that his mother Ida gave him before passing away had shut down, and the man was staring directly at bankruptcy. In his desperation to solve his crisis fell into a very obvious pyramid scheme that suck out the last dollars out of his wallet, had Jeremy been half the man his mother thought him to be, he would have left his wife and daughter safe in Amity Park while he risks his wellbeing for the much-needed cash, but truth be told, he also blamed both females for his current financial crisis as they were nothing more than two holes in his pocket.

Pamela had a very expensive taste in designer clothes that she only wore once before leaving them forgotten in the closet, and having lunch at exclusive restaurants every day with her shallow friends along with mini-vacations every now and again, often spending several thousand dollars on herself. Samantha was no better when it came to money, while she didn’t spend more than a few dollars on clothes did spend an absurd amount of cash organizing riots and protests for whatever environmental crisis was happening that week, while her desires to save the planet were admirable, she only paid attention to the most recent crisis always forgetting the previous one along with whatever promise she made. It was especially annoying to have her bail out her protester friends who at times could reach in the four digits.

Jeremy was well aware that most of the family’s financial problems and current situation were of his making, but as unmanly as it sounded, he wanted his wife and daughter to do the heavy lifting for once in their lives, to appreciate what he did for them. It was through his daughter that Jeremy learned about the ghost hunt, Sam’s best friend Danny Fenton whom neither Jeremy nor his wife approves of was going on such a hunt and from him learned about the grand prize of five million dollars which caught their attention, even if they didn’t kill the main monster, they would still make bank by killing a few of the larger beasts, even the small ones count.

Unfortunately, two weeks wasn’t enough time to prepare for the hunt, his limited budget was mostly spent on having an old work colleague forge the necessary documents that would allow the entire family to participate, the man swallowed his pride and had her daughter ask the Fenton to lend him some weapons, but the girl told him there was no way the Fenton family would help in any way them which created Jeremy’s dislike for the Fenton family as he expected at least some tips and advice.

The man didn’t believe ghost hunting was so dangerous, often seeing quirky people on the news conducting such hunts, in some cases even teenagers such as The Groovy Gang who barely looked to be in their early twenties, now that he was on the battlefield saw how dangerous things could get and how poorly prepared, he came. Armed only with pistols and a handful of hand grenades, all bought at the local store while the rest of the teams including the Fenton and Army teams seemed to have custom-made firearms.

The soft growling of a large monster took the Manson family by surprise as they saw the tree start to move on its own, large fangs appeared along with dreadful glowing green eyes. Pamela was the first to fire her pistol followed by Sam and her father, the small caliber blasts did very little damage to the heinous plant monster forcing the trio to run away only to be attacked by a bush monster that Sam shot through and only managed to push back.

(XXXXXX)

“You fucking idiot!”- Paulina yelled in anger after scratching at her now ex-boyfriend’s face.

“That’s enough!”- Jerome added as he pulled the Latina away. “You gotta do it like this!”- the dark skin teen added as he punches Dash directly in the jaw.

Kwan immediately put his former best friend in a Nelson armlock so Jerome and Star could properly punch the quarterback while his twin sisters watched with angry expressions, they all blamed Dash for their life-or-death situation. The punches reminded Dash Baxter of how Danny beat him up hands down in front of everyone at the school’s cafeteria just a week prior, after falling into his favorite fetish of bragging in front of Danny about popping Sam Manson’s cherry in front of everyone who reminded in silence as he stated his plans to deflower Danny’s older sister, it was unclear as to which of these declarations unleashed the boy’s fury.

The first punch Danny tossed nearly knocked out Dash cold but managed to remain on his feet, the second punch knocked two teeth directly out of his mouth, a third punch to the gut made him vomit followed by a powerful knee to the face that broke his nose, the jock woke up in the hospital after the fourth punch learning later that evening by Kwan that the whole fight lasted less than seconds. Dash couldn’t even put up his guard making him into a laughing stock, beating Danny up in front of the whole school wasn’t nearly enough to make up for this humiliation, no, Dash wanted to show everyone that he was the alpha dog, he wanted Danny dead.

Dash recalled seeing Sam at their usual meeting point, though not to fuck as usual instead the girl glared at him calling him a weakling and an idiot for running his mouth, Dash assured her that he was only suckered punch yet the goth didn’t care as her friendship with Danny was ruined making their deal invalid. Sam couldn’t help but mocked and challenged his masculinity as she knew it was a sensitive part for the big jock, she spoked about Danny partaking in a great ghost hunt on the island of Casper, how Dash was too much of a coward to ever fight a real ghost. Despite how idiotic Dash is, managed to contact the recruitment center and join the Casper Island hunt along with his friends who were yet to be told of their upcoming adventure.

The ghost hunt provided him with ample opportunities to get rid of Danny such as tossing him down the cliff or drowning him in the ocean, perhaps letting him be eaten by some monster, his mind wasn’t in the right place as he quickly threw the idea out of his head yet was fascinated by the great rewards. But after seeing his rival fighting knew there was no way for him to win against such a person, Danny was just as Jerome said, a ninja. Just looking at him made Dash’s blood boil in fury, he was a geek for crying out loud, a small puny weak geek and there he was hunting down monsters twice his size, clearing buildings like a soldier. It was so humiliating for the quarterback, even the guns and pugil stick they were poorly using were given to them by Danny.

“I can fix this!”- Dash spoke moments after being tossed to the ground, “We find this fright knight guy and kick his ass.”- the jock offered.

“Are you even listening to yourself?!”- Paulina said. “We don’t have to die just because you feel insecure about your baby dick!”- the Latina knew just how much importance Dash gave to his genitals.

“Baby dick?!!”- Dash yelled nearly getting another punch from Jerome. “At least I’m more man than Danny in that department.” Both Paulina and Star broke out in a burst of much-needed laughter.

“Just so you know I had to suck on Danny's big, fat dick for him to give up those guns.”- the Latina remake with venom in her voice. “Oh! He reached parts inside of me that you would never touch with that tiny little dick of yours.”- Paulina rubbed each word on Dash.

Dash finally snapped as his manliness was challenged and so struck Kwan in the face soon forcing the energy pistol away from Jerome aiming it directly a Paulina whom he called a whore, it was ironic, as she had been with the entire football under his orders. Paulina scoffed at the jock knowing that he didn’t have the courage to pull the trigger seeing that he was the first to run away once the monsters attacked them during the first day of hunting, the first to climb the pillar after zombies came charging, even shoving her out of the way before the hallway was struck by a bomb, she was right, Dash couldn’t pull the trigger as he trembled in fear, instead walked around the girl still keeping his gun directed as her face.

“You can go fuck yourselves.”- Dash said as he vanished into the dark corridors.

“I guess we’re not twerking our way out of this one”- Paulina said while sighing.

(XXXXXX)

Andy and Fran watched with disgust as the Fenton and Wes teams sat down to eagerly feast on the box lunches courtesy of hotel kitchen staff who had prepared for them before departing, the way they ate reminded them of a pack of starving wolves. Wes and his two companions had placed their backpacks and weapons on the floor while they ate, Jazz who was sitting next to Sarah took off her respirator so she could enjoy her meal while keeping her backpack and SMG at hand while the heavy machine gun was placed beside her. Jack and his wife followed the same manner of eating, all three were ready to attack at the drop of a pin showing how seriously they were taking their current situation.

“How can you freaks eat at a time like this?”- Fran asked looking at the six hunters clearly annoyed.

Wes wanted to ask the same thing but knew better than to question his betters, on a quick inventory of the Fenton team’s weaponry and equipment along with judging the manner their squad including the two Fenton kids moved and fought made it very clear that they were all very much experienced well-prepared, perhaps even military-trained ghost hunters, if Maddie said it was lunchtime who was he to argue. Wes didn’t realize just how hungry he was until taking the first bite of his potato mash, quickly devouring half his lunch in a matter of minutes, the boy was greatly regretting having tagged along for a hunt that he wasn’t prepared for, his plans to impress Jazz had gone down the toilet mere minutes after the first fight begun.

“Like seriously, didn’t you like lose a dude? Went out the window…”- Andy added.

“Don’t worry, Danny’s fine, we already talked with him through our headband, told us his unharmed and will meet us up here very soon!”- Jack said with pride. “Takes more than one fat ghost to beat my kid.”- the man added more to encourage himself than the rest.

Wes was sure to have heard the name “Nathan” being spoken by one of the kids from the Baxter team yet couldn’t recall anyone with that name but did remember a chubby boy with orange curly hair, one of the cheerleaders did seem to know the beast which made no sense either. Without the creature everything was mere speculation, Jack assured everyone that it was most likely a shapeshifting ghost and to not give it too much thought, which made Wes and his team most worried as having such a monster lurking around just indeed a matter of concern. The monster could eventually take a more perfected form and lure them into a trap.

The boy wanted to go home already, but didn’t dare to turn tail in front of Jazz who was calm and collected despite the brutal fight, Wes knew he wasn’t cut out to be a ghost hunter even making the way back was a dangerous endeavor given his lack of combat skill, Sarah and Brittany were most likely blaming him for their dreadful situation despite their silence though being armed with Fenton rifles made them feel more confident, worst yet, was having to stay overnight clearing the fortress of all the abominations. It was then that Wes looked over at the news reporter, Tristan, who was smiling while reviewing his footage, the man wasn’t a fighter or a war correspondent and yet, wasn’t a jittering mess as expected, rather, was calm.

“If you don’t mind, could I ask a few questions?”- the man asked directly to Jack who eagerly agree to answer. “You mentioned that ghosts are interdimensional monsters but the previous skirmish seemed too well coordinated. What are your thoughts on that?”- Ghost Writer asked.

“There is very little information regarding the world these creatures come from, but the GIW speculated that once a ghost reaches a certain age, they are able to develop human-level intelligence, that’s why there were able to prepare an ambush, even had a level A ghost ready in case they failed.”- Jack explained.

It was then that the remaining members of the zealot team stood up with fury in their eyes, clenching their fists while glaring at Jack as he gave his interview, most of their team were brutally murdered by zombies, overfed Ectopuss and to the horrible malformed monster, their prayers, chanting and holy water didn’t even faze any of the monsters. Their brave leader was eaten away by an Ectopuss despite praying with all their hearts.

“I find the idea of a ghost that thinks… offensive!”- the last female of the group said as she walked out into the dark followed by her companions.

(XXXXXX)

The bushes rattled as Tucker crawled out from underneath a large bush looking around for any signs of the monsters that gave him chase earlier, fighting was in Tucker’s nature as he aimed his rifle over the corridor as Danny instructed him, the boy was untrained but had notions of how to handle his firearm. With careful steps walked down the hallway while trying to call Danny via the inter communicator only to find out he was either out of range or the device was damaged. Jack had personally invited him to join the hunt, perhaps not even the veteran ghost hunter was aware of how dangerous it would get.

Hordes of the most horrible demons that hell could offer rushed them at the forest, Ectopuss and giant snakes alongside literal blue fur werewolves gave them chase, but seeing his best friend firing a bizarre-looking rifle and bringing death to the hordes of hell was even more intimidating. The way Danny leaped and twirled, slicing the monsters was by no means normal which made Tucker feel most uncomfortable, even Jazz whom he expected to be on radio duty or trap in the GAV giving orders was in fact using a large machine gun. Almost as if all the Fenton family was formed by soldiers or were at least military-trained given their control over the energy weapons.

This greatly encourages Tucker who fought with all his heart, there was some pride in knowing that despite being an amateur could fight better than Wes who was trying to impress Danny’s sister, unfortunately, the boy devolved tunnel vision which led to his leg being trapped by a long tentacle that dragged him away. In his desperation to escape, the boy fired his rifle at the horrible Ectopuss who dragged him down a series of maze-like corridors, but a few well-placed shots in the back allowed Tucker to escape from the abomination, from his prone position was that Tucker fired upon the monster killing him instantly, but this drew the attention of a large muscular monster, so large in fact that he took most of the corridor.

Tucker was intimidated by the strange headless creature whose only eye was located in the middle of his chest, his arms were muscular and great but even so, the boy lifted his rifle and fired at the creature while backing away, it took two full magazines to kill the strange monster, thankfully, it could run which allowed Tucker to keep a safe distance. It was then the boy looked around wondering if he made it outside due to the vast courtyard in which he found himself, yet noticed the tall outer wall and hallway entrances allowing him to understand that he was still inside the fortress.

One building stood out from the rest as it was tall and glamorous with two strange statues guarding the door which consisted of nude hooded women holding a sword to the skies while squatting despite the menacing aura, Tucker walked closer and noticed the astonishing attention to the statue’s vagina, a dreadful growl echoed from one of the hallways forcing Tucker to rush inside the building seeking refuge, not truly caring if it was safer or not, anywhere was better than being out in the open.

His eyes opened in wonder as he looked around what seemed to be some sort of church, the ceiling was very high similar to the grand hall, dozens of benches scattered across, and strange paintings decorated both the ceiling and walls that consisted of nude women with featherless wings armed with swords, followed by statues of women holding swords making Tucker wonder what kind of faith used such paraphernalia, the alter was completely destroyed leaving no trace of whatever dark god rule this unholy church. Tucker wasn’t one to visit the local church nor was he a believer of Nocturne or Vortex, yet show respect for the local faiths.

His attention was soon drawn towards a wooden confessionary booth on the far end of the church that seemed safe enough for him to rest his weary feet and try to contact Danny. The heavy backpack slammed creating a faint plume of dust over the floor as Tucker sat down removing his mask wondering what his next course of action would. He was more than sure that Danny would already have about a hundred different plans at the ready, or would simply gun blaze his way out.

“Tell me child… are you here to confess… or to accuse?”- A sweet voice asked from the other side of the booth.

Tucker was taken aback by the voice as he was sure there was no one on the other side when entering the booth, yet, recalled how many abominations had the ability to become invisible, for all he knew there were hundreds of monsters waiting outside for him, the ghost tracker was still neatly stored within his backpack making him feel like an idiot for not scanning his surroundings with the device. Tucker then leans in closer looking through the small holes on the wood trying to make out the person on the other side, it was clearly a woman judging by her soft melodic voice, her head was covered by a dark veil keeping her eyes out of view yet allowed for her fine nose and chin to be seen along with her long blonde hair.

The words simply flow out of Tucker’s lips as if he were under a spell when he spoke about his friends, Danny and Sam, about their ruined friendship and how it came to be. Tucker wasn’t sure when Sam’s affair with the quarterback started but had suspected something was at odd for weeks seeing that the girl constantly left them every time, she got a text message or random phone calls saying that it was from her “mom” who urgently needed her, the goth often stayed long after school for no real reason other than having “something” do.

Tucker was almost sure that Sam was seeing someone considering that she was glued to her phone and often left without reason, but it was then that he recalled the girl once mentioning being light in the wallet after she asked them to buy her lunch which caught him as she hated being treated, furthermore, neither himself nor Danny ever asked her for money, feeling worried for Sam decided to investigate the matter on his lonesome rather bringing it to Danny and worrying him for nothing if it turns out to be as the girl said.

His suspicions were confirmed upon finding Sam lying naked over the cold floor in the locker room with her legs spread far and wide using only a towel as a mattress while Dash Baxter was humping her like there’s no tomorrow, Tucker felt a horrible hollow form inside his stomach as the idea of Dash blackmailing the girl immediately crossed his mind, the boy wanted to tell Danny about it on the spot but couldn’t simply rat Sam out without hearing her side of the story. For all, he knew the two could be in a secret romantic relationship, but seeing Sam’s angered expression told him otherwise.

Naturally, Tucker felt disgusted as Sam explained her relationship with Dash being nothing more than a mere deal to have him lay off Danny, the boy had to admit that the bullying had decreased in recent weeks but not fully stopped. Even so, Tucker couldn’t tolerate the idea of Sam paying with her body so Dash could stop the bullying, it was repulsive but the goth convinced him to not say a word to Danny no matter what as she was sure Dash would get bored of her sooner or later which made the boy feel even worst.

“So, you kept your silence for your friends’ sake?” - the nun spoke in a soft yet accusatory voice.

“What else could I’ve done?”- Tucker replied clenching his fist. “I made a promise to keep my mouth shut but the moment that son of a bitch tried to pass her around with his friend, I would talk… with Danny, my parents, everyone…”- the boy said with quiet fury.

“A shame you couldn’t do anything for your friends.”- The nun said as a wooden panel suddenly moved to allow for a large and round butt to slide through. “Come, my child, purge your sins with my sacred pussy”- the nun said offering her ass.

(XXXXXX)

Reason and common sense suddenly walked out the door as Tucker immediately peeled off his orange uniform leaving only his boots before skittering his way towards the nun, it was just like in favorite pornos where the nun offered sex in return for salvation. The boy gulped down as he stared at the peach color butt that forcibly squeezed through the hole on the confessionary booth, no longer caring for the reasons this was happening, his hands gently caressed the woman’s butt which was far softer and smoother than silk itself, his index finger poked her asshole and for a moment could swear it was trying to suck him in, but more important was the pink dripping pussy underneath that demanded penetration.

Tucker let out a loud childish whimper as he inserted himself inside the nun, each of her vaginal folds viciously groping onto his dick as her inner bumps added a powerful massage, never had he felt such a sensation before, the woman was boiling, wet and slippery all at the same time. All the adult magazines and porno were both right and wrong about sex, they spoke of how wet a woman can get, but Tucker never expect so much. He wanted to slam his hips onto that marvelous ass but didn’t dare as he wanted to prolong his experience as much as possible, it was already a miracle that he didn’t ejaculate on penetration forcing him to move slow.

The experience was beyond words, though Tucker admittedly felt sorry for Danny who was still a virgin but considered bringing him to the confessionary booth, to let him feel the hot interiors and soft skin of this lustful nun, it was a strange religion for sure but didn’t mind joining the congregation if he could have sex every so often. Tucker suddenly felt invigored, brave, and strong as the idea of escaping with the nun ran wild across his mind, he could picture himself mounting the woman over his hips while marching down the dark hallway rifle in hand, slaughtering ghosts left and right while the nun pleasure his dick with her drenched cunt. It was perfect, he is now a full man, after all, he was sure that the woman was trapped in the fortress waiting for a hero to come to her rescue, if all went right, he could even take the nun back home with mama.

“That was amazing!”- Tucker exclaimed as he unleashed his load inside the nun.

“That was wonderful, my child.”- the woman replied as she pulled herself back in as Tucker got ready to offer his help in escaping. “Now… it’s… my turn…”- the woman said as her voice became unsettling deep.

A pair of large muscular hands broke through the wooden wall showing a massive muscular green-skinned woman, Tucker’s eyes open in utter horror at the two-meter-tall woman who was built like a brick wall, the boy trip unto the floor as he tried to back away, the rifle was beyond his grasp. Yet in a desperate attempt tried to take hold of his only weapon, but unfortunately was dragged away as the ghost nun took hold of his ankle with a bone-crushing grip. His thin arms and frail muscles were no match for the nun who simply smiles as the boy fruitlessly punch her punch without causing any harm at all, it was then that he noticed several more nuns though none nearly as muscular as the “mother.”

Tucker didn’t care for the woman’s abnormally large breasts nor for the large curved horns that protruded from her head or the large tusk coming out from her mouth, the boy shivered in indescribable terror upon seeing the woman’s clitoris grow long and wide, soon becoming into the biggest penis that he had ever seen before reaching the absurd size of thirty inches. It was large and thick with veins protruding all around as it throbbed menacingly, the gland was large and shiny. The boy was panting as tears flow down from his eyes while he was easily rolled around and bent exposing his virgin asshole to the monster, several soft green-colored hands held him down with surprising force.

“Let me go you fucking monster!!”- Tucker demanded.

“You’ve expelled your sins, now allow me to purge your soul”- the monster nun said as she pressed her massive dick unto Tucker’s tight asshole.

The boy clenched his teeth as the woman pierced his bottom bringing out tears from Tucker who refused to scream yet couldn’t avoid crying, the burning sensation was brutal as he could feel the woman touching his stomach and moving his intestines to the side, a large bulge formed on his belly. Tucker tried his very best to stay composed but began panting as the nun pulled back and forth, he could swear that all his internal organs were being moved around, it was sick and humiliating to no end. Soon the boy was being bounced up and down no different from a ragdoll as the rest of the congregation smiled and giggled, Tucker was no longer struggling.

The monster tossed him to the ground with a loud thud just as if she had tossed a piece of garbage to the floor, thick green cum flows out of Tucker’s gaping asshole forming a large puddle, it was finally over, maybe he could crawl away now that the damnable creature had its fun. Tucker needed to find Danny, together they could kill this horrible monster. Who was he kidding? Tucker was sure that Danny would be her next bitch. The boy looked with horror at all the nuns, nearly thirty despite their green color skin were still beautiful and busty, it didn’t matter as each one had fat veiny cocks protruding from their crotches.

“Open wide, little lamp.”- one of the ghost nuns spoke as he took hold of the boy’s jaw.

(XXXXXX)

Bubbles came out of Danny’s oxygen mask as he swam around the dark corridor following the tracker on Tucker’s uniform, the boy was most worried as the red blipping dot hadn’t moved in nearly two hours, the idea of his best and only friend having died weight heavily on his heart. Danny didn’t want to bring the boy along as he knew how dangerous a ghost hunt could be but also found himself unable to refuse the request for one or another reason, even his father agree to the idea of having a new ghost hunter in the making and so brought Tucker along for the ride with the hopes of teaching him all about ghosts.

Danny stopped for a moment trying to understand his surrounding and shining his light all around already wanting to leave the icy cold water which made his skin crawl not due to the cold itself but because there was no way of knowing what kind of heinous lifeforms lurks within, the many maze-like hallways were perfect ambushed spots for the dreaded Ectopuss, but there was no other option other than to plunge into the dark water after coming to across a collapsed hallway. Danny loathed the idea of going underwater due to his powerful blasters being utterly useless underwater and his sword being too cumbersome to wield under such conditions along with the risk of falling off his grip, nevertheless, Jack had foreseen his scenario and readied two retractable tonfa blades for Danny who tied them to his wrists.

The light showed him several wide corridors which seemed to lead to some sort of underground bunker given the many dormitories and armories that housed old rusted cannons and muskets but also a few more modern weapons such as AK-47s making him wonder if the place was recently used by pirates who accidentally flooded the place after being attacked by ghosts, it wouldn’t be strange given that the locals didn’t dare travel to the fortress, nor any person with a little bit of common sense, most unsettling were the dozens of human skeletons lying across the floor allowing him to assume not all the uninvited guests got out.

Danny’s headlight shined over what seemed to be a mess hall given the long tables and chairs scattered across the floor, all the tableware was resting over the floor allowing him to assume nothing had been moved in years, a door located to the right caught his attention though on closer inspection realizing it was the kitchen thanks to a rectangular window that allowed him to see the interior, it was then that a sudden bleeping sound startled him which announced a ghostly presence forcing Danny to ready his blades knowing that it would be a hard fight given the fact that he was in the Ectopuss turf.

From the dark came out a gigantic glowing green snake with its jaws open wide open showing enormous white fangs and a split tongue, Danny immediately skited to the side narrowly avoiding the deadly bite yet managed to cut the monster on the side with his blade, the creature was at least twenty meters longs and about a meter wide making him into a terrible sight. Not all otherworldly creatures were able to become invisible, something that Danny was most thankful for as it would have been impossible to dodge the attack otherwise. The boy swam at ground level while the snake constantly hit the tables without losing momentum.

The snake was impacted in the face by an explosion courtesy of Danny who let one of his ecto-grenades slowly sink knowing that even if the explosive touched the floor, it would still hurt the monster upon exploding, his plan was successful as green blood ooze out of the wound. It was then that Danny feeling overly courageous swum directly towards the creature and sliced at his eye before reeling away just as the snake turn around and continue to give him chase, a second explosion at face level took the monster by surprise making it clear that it wasn’t used to being on the defensive side of matters, even if sharks and killer whales were its main food source.

“Eat this you horrible overfed worm!!”- Danny mentally yelled as he let go of another ecto-grenade.

Danny timed the bomb perfectly so it would slide down the snake’s large mouth blowing the palate and the lower jaw apart, the young hunter watched with triumph as the monster crashed on the floor, green blood oozing out from the completely shattered mandible. Had the fight taken place on the ground, the results would have been very different, though Danny would have access to his entire arsenal, all advantages would have fallen on the snake thanks to his massive size while Danny would have been forced to run on the ground level making it impossible to win. His battle was not without rewards as the second door led to a set of stairs going upwards.

The boy carefully peeked his head out of the water just in case any more monsters were drawn by the underwater fight, yet there were none to be seen allowing for Danny to carefully exit into the hallway. The plaque on the sidewall read “Port Mess Hall” allowing Danny to wonder just how big the fortress truly is, surely, the operation was far grander than what he was originally told, the construction time now made more sense as something this vast couldn’t have been made over a year or two, but it felt as if there was clear there was a hidden purpose to it.

A small iron fence fell off the wall creating a thunderous noise that forced the boy into a battle stance, his blade ready to slice through any monster that dare get in his way. And yet, a meek shirtless man crawled out from the hole, Danny blinked a couple of times as he scanned the human male before him who wore a pair of camouflage pants and army boots along with having tiger stripes painted over his flabby torso and some war paint over the face along with a bandana over his forehead.

“Mr. Manson? Is that you?”- Danny asked flabbergasted, “Not a day in the jungle and you think yourself Rambo”- Danny commented as he peaked into the hole the man came from, it seemed to be an air duct too narrow to climb.

“You’re that Fenton kid… Danny?”- Jeremy asked to which the boy confirmed with a nod. “What are you wearing?”- the man asked looking at the boy’s butt.

“My diving suit”- Danny replied straightening himself. “Can you look elsewhere?”- he demanded.

Danny sighed as he knew the diving suit needed far too many adjustments, for starters, it resembled a thong leotard which he found most uncomfortable and wondered if it was a design error, unlike his regular combat suit that became extremely heavy underwater, the diving suit was designed to compress his chest and maximized lung capacity though provided less protection, Danny was sure that his father focused solely on the upper part of the suit and forgot completely about the lower half. It was then that peeled off the suit in favor of his regular combat gear.

“Why do you even bother with that plastic costume? Your dad couldn't get some military gear?”- Jeremy asked making Danny sigh.

“Listen mister Manson this suit is made with nanofibers and is just as hard as Kevlar for a fraction of the weight. My boots and gloves have special sucking caps that give me perfect traction, the gas mask provided perfect protection against poison and toxic mist, my goggles have thermal and night vision, and it also has an internal telescope. This isn’t some costume; this is armor”- Danny explained as he sat down. “Don’t know what’s up those stairs but we can’t face it on an empty stomach.”- Danny added pulling a ham sandwich while handing another to Jeremy.

“Great, now I feel underdressed.”- Jeremy sighed as he sat down to eat.

To be continued.
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