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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 eight: Old friends

The crackling sounds of burning wood and the howling winds resounded across the silent impromptu camp the Fenton family had set up in a tower within the garden area, little by little the remaining hunters were drawn to the warmth of the flames, the hunt had not gone nearly as planned for most of the ghost hunters who clearly underestimated the prey’s defensive and offensive capabilities, their ability to organize and leadership, but it was their vast numbers which took all by surprise. Going head-on towards the hordes of hell poorly armed, and ill-prepared was the downfall of many hunters who were both weak of mind and body, easily breaking formation allowing for the monsters to overwhelm them.

Danny quietly sucked the juice out of a plastic bag as he slowly lifted his eyes towards his older sister who was sitting straight in front, Tristan keeping an arm over her shoulder in a comforting manner as she kept her gaze glued on the ground, her machine gun neatly placed by her feet with her mask resting on top. She was devastated by Wes’s death but more so by his betrayal which came completely out of nowhere and without so much as a reason, everything had been normal according to Sarah and Brittany who spent most of their time with him and assured to have not noticed anything wrong with their friend, it was true that he was frustrated with his lacking marksmanship. It didn’t explain his sudden madness.

“Maybe the pressure got to him?”- Sarah whispered to Brittany but was heard by all. Hunting ghosts was no easy endeavor.

“It didn’t seem like he would do something like this”- the brunet replied trying to be discreet.

“My god… I’m a murderer.”- Ghost Writer whimpered, still in shock at his action making the two girls go silent.

The man had simply acted out of sheer reaction, a defensive instinct upon seeing Jazz in great danger, he hadn’t even noticed to have shot Wes in the back until the boy began to stumbled back with terror filling his face but even so managed to walked out to the outer wall and fall into the vast overgrown garden below. It was a sight that would surely haunt Tristan’s dreams for the following years, his guilt was becoming unbearable as he knew why Wes went berserk, Jazz was tempted to confess the real reason why Wes lost his mind but couldn’t bring herself to.

Tristan gulped as Danny got up from the ground and headed towards him fearing the boy might berate him for having killed a teenager, no matter how justifiable it was. “You did a good thing; my sister is alive and well thanks to you.”- the boy said almost out of nowhere while rubbing the man’s shoulder. “Don’t think otherwise, you did a good thing. It had to be done.”- Danny concluded as he walked past him.

Danny contemplated the surviving teams as they finally came to their senses and took Jack’s advice to make a single front for the final assault, each team was readjusting their tactics and strategies. The Fenton team had more than demonstrated their capability and readiness for battle, hence, being granted leadership. Among the survivors were ten members from the Army team who quickly tagged along with the Fenton team seeing that the hunt was more than expected, the Groovy gang who miraculously still had all three members, and finally six members from the zealot team who prayed for victory. It was through Jeremy that they learned the Ghost Breakers were most likely dead after confessing to finding their wreaked ATV and abandoned equipment.

It was then that Danny headed over to Jeremy who was sitting on large rock in front of a second bonfire hugging his daughter tightly, it had been many years since they embraced. It had been nothing short of a miracle that the goth survived her ordeal, the explosion and consequent fire at the keep call upon all the teams who feared there was another skirmish taking place, it was the Army team who came across an unconscious Sam laying over a bush. Jeremy honestly thought he would feel relieved if he were to one day get rid of those two holes in his pockets, to free himself from the disrespectful daughter and the cheating wife, but the man cried like a toddler upon seeing Sam alive though injured.

The three upper floors were completely destroyed, the stone walls had been melted by unholy fire, and it would be impossible to find any human remains within the debris. The explosion was such that any human body would have been vaporized, it was through Sam that the hunters learned of what truly happened, about the dragonettes and their evil father, Prince Aragon. Most hunters including Jack and his wife had a hard time believing there was such an intelligent ghost out there but after all they saw couldn’t discard the possibility.

“How you holding up?”- Danny asked instinctively keeping a safe distance.

“I’ll live”- the man replied his gazed over the flames. “Can’t believe that monster killed her.”- Sam couldn’t stain her mother’s image and lied by saying they were attacked by Prince Aragon and his men, that it was Pamela’s sacrifice the sole reason she survived.

Jeremy couldn’t help but blame himself for their current predicament, he should have never lied about his statues and rank when joining the hunt, he should have sided with the real Triple-A teams as it didn’t affect his pay, he should have better prepared and let the more experience hunters do the heavy lifting, but a misguided macho pride led him to act on his lonesome. Those mistakes cost him a wife and a traumatized daughter, it was then that Danny then noticed Paulina and Star rummaging through Wes’s backpack while eating one his sandwiches knowing that he wouldn’t need it anymore, the two cheerleaders completely ignored the disapproving glares send their way.

(XXXXXX)

The hunters looked up to the sky as Valerie Gray arrived giving Danny an acknowledging head nod as he left Jeremy behind, the sudden rumbling of earth made everyone stand up as Jack and his wife arrived in the ground assault vehicle pushing trees and crushing bushes, there was a lot of resentment towards Jack for not making use of the tank-like vehicle from the start which could have saved many lives, Maddie back up her husband by assuring everyone that the GAV couldn’t fit through the gate nor pass through the great hall, the old maps Vlad gave them weren’t up to date making use of the GAV unreliable as it could be left stuck in a narrow hallway or fall down a trap.

It was only thanks to a coordinated effort with Valerie that Jack managed to maneuver the massive tank around the castle, as expected the ruckus created by the tracks drew out the few monsters from their hiding spots, viciously attacking the vehicle as it punched through the stone walls before meeting their own demise. Despite having solid reasons for not using the GAV, the bottom line was that Jack and Maddie both fell prey to overconfidence and despite their long experience succumbed to rookie nativity leading them to believe the initial skirmish contained all of the monsters in the castle.

Maddie and her husband dragged a large metallic crate from the back door which caught everyone’s attention, eerie smiles drew on everyone’s faces as Jack pulled out a series of energy rifles that resembled the famous AK-47, though the barrel was rectangular. It would hopefully be the first ever mass produce anti-ghost rifle, the Automatic Energy Rifle model 69 or just the AER-69, it was the same model Danny was using despite preferring the long rifle.

The zealot team quickly said a prayer as they blessed their new weapons in the hope it would give them an advantage in the upcoming fight, their god so far had not answered their prayers. The army team took their weapons with more seriousness as they examine them now understanding that Fenton brand rifles were superior, the Groovy gang simply hanged them over their shoulders after muttering a soft word of gratitude. Valerie was the only one who refused to be armed with Fenton brand weapons as the last thing she wanted was to be found using the competition's arms, she wanted to prove her father’s ecto-rifles and glider were the superior ones.

It was inside the GAV that Jazz watched as her friends looked at themselves in the mirror sporting the same type of skin-tight uniform as she did, they could even swear it was like they were wearing nothing at all, their curves in perfect view, even their nipples could be distinguished, Sarah could swear it was just like body paint but could also feel the protection. The two girls knew the suits were basically armor and far better than anything they brought; the masks would need some getting used to.

“Nothing like wearing a clean outfit”- Maddie blurted out while smiling at the teens, her eyes then turned over to Danny as he approached. “Put on your new suit, honey”- Maddie said pulling her son into the GAV.

Maddie and the girls left as soon as Danny pulled down the chest zipper and unbuckled his utility belt. The boy wanted to take a shower and go to bed but knew that wasn’t and option yet, Danny then placed his rifles over the table along with his mask and gloves, the green blade rested over a special rack on the wall under several more blades of similar size and form, it was then that he noticed the presence of both Jeremy and his daughter. The girl blushed as she looked at Danny’s naked torso.

“Umm… your mom said we can have some specialty weapons…”- Jeremy asked almost like toddler asking for candy. Danny looked at him for a moment before handing over a Booper, two long rifles similar to his own, and Reaper SMG based off the Vector SMG.

“Hey Sam…”- Danny called out to the girl making her jump on her spot. “Why don’t you change into one Jazz’s combat suits… they’re unisize.”- the boy said before pulling out one his suits and asking the Manson to turn around.

Who are you people? Really?”- Jeremy asked as he tried to figure out how the rifle works.

Danny never liked talking about his past with anyone, not even with his closest friends. But he didn’t see any harm in telling Jeremy and Sam who recently someone very important, the boy started with a brief explanation about his parents once working for the Governmental Investigation Ward best known as the GIW as investigators, the rising threat of ghosts, and the fear of a paranormal invasion led to the creation of what would be known as the Hazmat Agents, specialized troop whose sole purpose was to hunt down ghosts, they were effective but the need of more dedicated soldiers soon became apparent as larger and more dangerous creatures appeared throughout the world.

A new breed of soldiers, The Phantoms, was born with the use of the ghost serum the GIW developed, it would create a hunter that was much faster and stronger than the average human, one that would be able to take down any form of abomination the Ghost Zone had to offer. Unfortunately, the serum could work on those who hadn’t reached puberty yet, Jeremy couldn’t believe the government allowed the GIW to use children to form their fancy new troops with the hope of sending them to battle once they were of age.

“Jazz, Valerie, and myself along with some other kids were handpicked by the GIW to form part of the Phantoms.”- Danny said as slides into a new suit. “What they don’t tell you is that they put you inside a machine that looks like some space age portal and zapped you”- Danny added.

“And Jack just let them do experiments on you?”- Jeremy asked clearly offended.

“It’s not like he had much of an option after the beating the Hazmat Agents gave him for trying to sneak my sister and me out of the labs. The only reason they kept him alive is that he’s a great investigator and inventor.”- the boy said pointing over at the many highly advanced gadgets around. “One day the government pulled the plug on the program and the GIW was disbanded, just like that. Kinda surprising, they didn’t try to kill us.”- he added nonchalantly.

It all sounded so unbelievable, almost like a science fiction movie, but at the same time sounded so logical as there was no other way to explain the unnatural abilities Danny had shown so far, the manner in which he used the rifles, and his near-perfect marksmanship. Even his redhead of a sister, Jazz Fenton, was able to use a massive machine gun rather easily despite her thin frame, a girl her age and size would be complaining all day long about the sheer weight and yet she carried the weapon as if it weights nothing. The man became more interested in knowing if her breasts were natural since Maddie was also busty or if was it a side product of the so-called Ghost Serum.

The sudden sound of a clasp closing broke Jeremy’s trance, the man was so absorbed in the story and personal thoughts that he had forgotten to breathe making him cough a couple of times, he knew the government had dirty secrets and did illegal human experiments all the time, but it was always in some far-away foreign country, rarely ever done on US soil, there was the MK ultra, of course. It was then that Jeremy noticed Danny’s new suit, the orange skin had been replaced with black, the boots and gloves were now white, and the gas mask remained fairly the same save for the goggles that were now red. It had a much more tactical look than the previous one.

“Black looks cool but the ghosts have a harder time seeing orange and light green.” Danny spoke reminding Jeremy why the Fenton used such extravagant colors and uniforms.

“What’s that?”- the older man asked looking at the computer screen just behind Danny.

At the corner of the map, there were a series of blipping red dots, Jeremy felt most uncomfortable as Danny grew a crooked smile before covering his face with the gas mask and calling for his father.

(XXXXXX)

The dark ocean waves struck with violence against a cliff which Jack Fenton observed with scrutiny, all his previous theories about ghosts and the paranormal were being put to the test. No longer did he believe them as mindless animals from another dimension, but sentient beings, some behave similar to terrestrial animals and some had a similar intellect to that of the human, at least enough to domesticated inferior creatures, so far, none had the ability to speak yet had a primitive form of communication.

Jack could appreciate from his position over the GAV a long sinister bridge that connected the island to a small plateau, just underneath one could see naturally formed stone spikes partially covered by the sea, at the end of the bridge was a tall black castle that emanated an intimidating aura making him wonder if it was the first or last building to be erected. Using the telescopic function on his goggles was that Jack noticed several contingents making defensive preparations throughout the bridge and at the main entrance.

At this point it was obvious there was a high intellect not only guiding but organizing the forces below given the clear military structure and ranking system, the main concern for Jack and his wife was in knowing if said intellect was human or inhuman. Either option was dreadful to consider. Jack took notice at what seemed to be a medieval knight mounted on an undead horse giving out orders to a group of zombie musketeers and skeletons dressed in Viking armor as they busy themselves erecting a palisade, more interesting were the two tall carriages that seemed to have been pulled from the Victorian era blocking off the bridge’s entrance.

“Shouldn’t we attack… like right now?”- Andy from the Groovy Gang asked climbing on top of the GAV.

“This hippie’s right, we should attack before they finish their defenses”- Commander Tanya looking through a pair of binoculars.

“No… the sun will rise in a couple of hours, we shall attack then, under the sun when these ghosts are at their weakest.”- Jack replied, his authority no longer challenged.

The colored woman nodded in agreement before turning her attention towards the creatures at the bridge, there she could see almost a hundred musketeers standing in a line formation in front of the two carriages while the knights started to gather at the side, each one in full plate armor and equipped with halberds, axes, swords, daggers, shields and surprisingly, front loading pistols. It was easy to presume these last were considered the superior soldiers given the way they walked freely. Jack didn’t feel comfortable with the situation at hand, he would have little to no trouble in breaking through the barricade and her defenders even with his limited forces thanks to the GAV.

The lack of larger monsters such as the cyclops, class A Ectopuss, and werewolves along with their many variations made him most worried, Jack felt even more concerned after reading Danny’s report explaining about the giant spiders and the massive snake, surely, there were more similar creatures, especially if they took in consideration this was the Fright Knight’s castle, Andy and the female commander assured him there was nothing to worry as there couldn’t be more than a handful of those giants scattered across the island and the fortress, the woman despite her lacking firepower managed to take down several monsters but hadn’t come across any giant snake or cyclops, much less an oversized spider.

Andy and Fran on the other hand weren’t so fortunate as they were chased down by a cyclops and a few werewolves along with being ambushed by a handful of Ectopuss during their adventure around the fortress, though much to their relief were also able to dispatch them through great effort along with destroying a single Death Gate which made their day, unfortunately, were unable to kill the cyclops. It was then that Jack let go of a small drone that flew into the sky and would alert them of any enemy movement while they rested.

(XXXXXX)

The wooden double door suddenly exploded in a burst of green flames taking all the nurses within by surprise and forcing them to cover their bright glowing red eyes from the cloud of grey dust which filled the hospital’s entrance in a matter of seconds, shards of glass flew further in striking several women and decapitating the nearest one. Green beams of light came from beyond the cloud in the hundreds, the nurses screamed as they were shot down before getting the chance to find cover, their eyes began to glow even brighter as they answer the attack with their own red energy rays that came for their palms.

A black figure with red eyes emerged from the dust firing his rifle at all they came into sight, soon three more figures followed up dressed just like Jazz Fenton, same color skintight uniform and gas mask making them into an intimidating sight. Danny led the charge against the hospital, the last nest according to the GAV’s ghost tracker, Jack didn’t want to move the entire force in fear it would provoke an early attack, hence, sending his two kids whom he fully trusted in sweeping the area free of ghosts, Sarah and Brittany immediately volunteer to follow the Fenton siblings on their hunt, refusing to leave their best friend to fight alone, perhaps a sense of guilt for not being able to control Wes in his moment of weakness force them to join, Tristan insisted on filming the battle promising to come back and record their grand siege.

A nurse jumped over the counter showing long knife-like fingernails while hissing, her fork tongue and slitted eyes were most intimidating but Brittany had seen plenty to be further impressed. The girl fired from the hips her new assault blaster riddling the nurse with holes in a matter of second, as she fell to the ground small green bursts came out from the wounds. The teen felt most pleased with herself as she saw her handiwork, the sudden and rapid chain of fire took the teen by surprise forcing her to take cover as Jazz started mowing down a group of nurses who charged at them from the far end of the corridor armed with scalpels and pieces of furniture.

Danny quickly pressed his body against the wall as he calmly waited for his older sister to finish her attack before pressing forward. Once the array of flying light bolts ended was that the boy tossed a few ecto grenades inside the nearby offices blowing away the doors and windows and killing whoever was inside, the two girls felt some apprehension at the callouses in which Danny and Jazz brutalized the nurses despite their humanoid appearance, yes, their long fangs, slit eyes and green skin told them they weren’t human, but even so, it seems too cruel. Sarah flinched as the young boy mercilessly executed a nurse who was cowering away into a corner via a headshot.

The two Fenton kids marched down the hallways killing all in their wake much to the friends’ dismay as they started to linger behind, randomly shooting at female monsters that tried to ambush them, it was a whole different face they were seeing, the face of war. Brittany and Sarah watched as a nurse cowered inside an empty office, growling, and hissing, a forked tongue coming out from her mouth, the two girls looked at each unable to distinguish their expressions through the masks, yet aimed their rifles. Brittany yelled as she open fire at the monster leaving her a bloody mess on the ground, her hands shaking as she reminds herself these creatures weren’t human or animal, just soulless monsters.

“Front and center girls.”- Jazz commanded from the intercom.

The two girls hurry up to where Jazz lay on the ground using her large breasts as cushions while aiming her machine gun at the double door at the end, their ghost tracker alerted them to the presence of several more creatures. Tristan centered his camera on Danny who stood over his sister aiming his rifle in the same direction, Sarah and Brittany lay next to their redhead of a friend, hands shaking in both excitement and fear, but ready to keep fighting. The door burst open as nearly two dozen nurses rushed out hissing and screaming while swinging their scalpels and makeshift weapons.

Tristan watched with mixed emotions as the four fighters open fire at the charging mass of humanoids who quickly fell to the laser blasts, small pockets of green burst came out from the impact wounds moments before falling to the ground, green blood gushed out, though most wounds were quickly cauterized due to the intense heat generated from the blasters. The Ghost Writer wasn’t expecting this kind of combat when he chose to follow the Fenton, yes, he prepared for brutal and savage combat against horrible monsters from hell, but seeing creatures that resembled humans be mowed down so coldheartedly made him feel like being at a war zone.

“Cease fire!”- Danny ordered while lifting his fist.

Brittany and Sarah quickly followed the example of their peers who commenced reloading their weapons, getting ready for another wave of enemies. Danny then walked carefully towards the end of the hallway, aiming his rifle with one hand while the other held the ghost tracker that blip constantly but didn’t detect any ghosts. Jazz followed her brother while staying pressed against the wall, her heavy machine gun hanging by her hip and ready for action, both her friends walked directly behind her fighting the urge to run away.

It took a few moments for Tristan to start moving his frozen legs, his hand felt the energy pistol tucked inside a holster by his right side, yet stayed at the back feeling somewhat odd for being protected by mere children as they clear out the small hospital room by room from any undesirables which they easily found via the tracker, the writer more or less understood how the device worked, almost like sensing the ectoplasm. There wasn’t much to see on the ground and first floor other than old documents and ancient computers, it was in the basement where Tristan’s saw nearly fell off his face upon laying eyes over a massive laboratory.

Danny opened his eyes in utter shock as he and his team walked into what seemed to be a holding cell in the basement area, many cages of varying sizes were scattered throughout, reminding him of the prison where he landed after Nathan in his monster form tossed him out the window, nothing short of a miracle saved his life. Within the cages were the desecrated bodies of monsters and humans alike, Jazz was the first to notice chemistry equipment and computers making her conclude the room was used for some sort of inhumane experimentation. The idea of villagers being used as guinea pigs crossed everybody’s mind.

“Please, help us!”- a cracking voice called out from further into the lab.

“Tommy!”- Danny exclaimed as he saw who the voice belongs.

As Danny and his teammates came closer to the cage perceived that Tommy along with his friends was buck naked, hugging one another in an effort to remain warm. The entire hospital was cold as a witch’s tit or so goes the saying, it was then that Danny ordered the kids to back against the corner and to hold their breath. Tristan watched as Danny set a termite unto the lock melting it away with fiery sparks and toxic fumes. Not a second after opening the gate was that Tommy wrapped his arms around Danny kissing his gas mask while thanking him for the rescue, he was sure that no one knew about his whereabouts due to him and his friends sneaking out.

“That liar said he was going to help but then locked us up in here.”- Tommy said in between sobs. “I thought we were going to die”- he continued still hugging his savior. All five kids look straight at Danny completely ignoring the rest of the team.

“Wait for us outside. It’s too dangerous in here.”- Danny ordered not completely sure as to what to do.

The hunters watched with trepidation as the naked kids ran down the hallway wondering if they should escort them to safety before doing anything else, but it was Jazz who assured them their best bet was to clear out the remaining monsters, their scanners showed minor activity further down into the basement. If they wanted to keep the children safe, they had to get rid of the remaining creatures.

(XXXXXX)

Vintage computers that seemed to have been made during the 1960s were scattered all around the laboratory, large tubes of unknown purpose emerged from the floor and ran up to the ceiling, various chemistry sets were placed by the corner and a handful of blackboards with drawings of the infamous Ectopuss and other monsters made Tristan, Britany and Sarah gasped in bewilderment as they marched further in while the two Fenton siblings aimed their rifles all around searching for any would-be enemy, showing their fire discipline.

The sudden sound of voices drew Danny’s attention towards a monitor incrusted in the wall as Sarah had accidently turned on one of the computers allowing for the latest entries to play on automatic, it was a video that drew the team closer once they saw Nathan’s bimbo of a sister though couldn’t see the narrator as he remains hidden while addressing Kimberly as subject B. The girl walked into the frame completely naked, not bothering to cover herself making it very clear that she was quite use to being naked, on further inspection, Danny noticed Nathan trapped inside one of the capsules.

“Are you ready?”- the narrator asked.

“Yes, I’m ready…”- the girl replied. “I really screw up with Nathan… I’m a lousy sister, I really got it make it up to him somehow.”- she added while touching the capsule. The video ended once she enters into the same capsule as her brother.

It was then that the team looked further down and saw large human-sized capsules in the center of the lab which Tristan quickly started filming and being reminded of his favorite space science fiction movie, “the eighth passenger.” The Ghost Writer watched with almost childish fascination at the strange gooey humanoids that rested within each capsule, unmoving as if they were dead. Their bodies had melted into some goo leaving hints of their former humanity as it was replaced with horrible deformities such as huge eyes growing on the shoulders, thighs, and abdomen. Tentacles of various sizes grew from different parts of the body, and a handful had their limbs replaced by these strange feelers.

“Are these humans?”- Tristan asked no one in particular.

“Were humans… now they’re complete failures.”- a voice said from the dark. “Ah! But Nathan and Kimberly were a success.”- the voice added.

Danny quickly trained his rifle in the direction of the voice while his sister mounted the machine gun over a nearby desk ready to open fire, Britany and Sarah followed Danny’s example and aimed their rifles towards the dark corner as a tall man dressed as a surgeon emerged, his right hand held up high while his left pulled on a leash. All four watched with horror in their eyes as a small pinkish overgrown slug crawled from the shadows, a small blonde patch of hair could be seen between the eyes, for a moment, Danny could have sworn it looked like Dash Baxter but that couldn’t be. The creature tried to pull away from the doctor’s grip.

Doctor Belt Rand casually walked forward, his eyes looking at a large capsule for a moment before shifting his attention towards the kids. The man addressed Danny and Jazz by their full names in a rather taunting manner as he instantly knew who they were despite having their faces covered by the gas masks. There were two girls dressed just as Jazz who he didn’t know but seeing their shaking bodies meant they weren’t officially part of the Fenton team making him smirk, the doctor couldn’t care any less for the odd man at the back though his camera might prove to be something of an issue later on.

The two Fenton kids growls in anger as they recalled the many horrible experiments doctor Belt Rand had conducted on them, injecting them with strange fluids or having them sunk in a greenish liquid that burned like acid yet their skin remained intact. From what Danny and his sister knew, Jack had raised hell and tried many times to bust his kids out only to be beaten and locked up the same number of times, one day the experiments stopped and men in tactical gear barged in, guns blazing.

It was only a year later that Fenton Works was founded, money was at an all-time short due to no one hiring either Jack or Maddie despite their very extensive qualification. Amity Park university seldom allowed either of them to give a lecture on several themes related to the occult. Ghost hunting was a shared and natural talent among the Fenton family, unfortunately, it wasn’t a well-paid job despite the terrible dangers such creatures posed.

Doctor Belt Rand looked over at the capsule encrusted into the back wall with admiration for a few a second before returning his attention to the hunters. Danny and his older sister narrowed their eyes as they prepared their rifles, Sarah and Britany on the other hand had a great many doubts about engaging a human. Sarah whispered over to Jazz about arresting the man and dragging him back to town where he would be properly prosecuted by the according authorities yet the redhead was listening, instead hip aimed the heavy machine gun over at the doctor, fury filled her heart as she recalled the many disgusting experiments that were conducted on her person.

(XXXXX)
Bubbles passed in front of a creature who had awoken from his deep slumber, the first thing his slitted eyes noticed was the back of doctor Belt Rand, more importantly, was further ahead. Jazz Fenton who was still dressed for war, the monster’s hand slammed against the shatter less glass bringing everyone’s attention. Nevertheless, Danny and Jazz kept their weapons trained over the doctor in case he wanted to flee taking advantage of the momentary distraction, the hard glass suddenly burst, sending several glass shards flying across the room forcing Tristan to duck under the console but his journalist persona forced him to keep the camera held up high, filming the event. Mist emerged from the broken capsule allowing for only a faint silhouette to be seen.

“Capsule break… lockdown in place.”- A robotic voice said as a set second set of metallic doors closed the only entrance.

Thanks to Danny’s goggles, he managed to observe with great detail as a monstrous purple tentacle wrapped around the doctor with a powerful and most dreadful grip that made him groan in horror as all air exited his lungs, the sound of cracking bones reverberated throughout the laboratory followed by a painful gasp. Danny and his team watched with trepidation at the monster as it crawled out from his confinement holding the old doctor several feet above the floor, blood gushing out from his mouth, all organs were crushed, Tristan stood up still aiming his camera forward. The man gulped as he examined the creature.

It was humanoid in nature as the torso was that of a man though the left arm had transformed into a long and massive octopus-like feeler while the right remained human despite the strange purple color that took over. The legs had split into four parts from the hips that once more resembled the tentacles of an octopus, unconsciously, Danny and Tristan along with the girls looked at the creature’s crotch noticing human genitals, Brittany gulped down as it was the first time that she saw a penis and wonder if all were supposed to be that big, almost the length of her arms yet was going to approach the monster to very it.

“Wes…”- Jasmine whispered as she looked at the monster’s face.

The redhead gulped down as she recognized the creature before her, there was no denying it was her former best friend, Wes Wesson, the face was the exactly same though his brownish hair had been replaced by several wriggling feelers that protruded from his head, and acted as his new hair, glowing red hairs stared at the team as they all back away. Brittany was shivering while Sarah musters the courage to keep her rifle up high.

Doctor Belt Rand’s lifeless body fell on the ground with a loud squishy sound indicating that all his bones and internal organs had been crushed, Wes walked over to the dead man his focus solely on the redhead who stood her ground strong, weapon still aiming at the monster. It was no longer Wes, just a monster and nothing more. Dash took this opportunity to slitter away before any fighting took place, the tiny little slug still carried the bones of his twin sisters inside his body, almost all flesh had been consumed already.

“JAZZ!!”- the humanoid-octopus monster roared loudly making everyone shiver.

“Open fire!!”- Danny commanded as he pressed the trigger.

A volley of colorful beams flew towards the heinous monster who quickly snaked behind the capsule that once kept him, easily sliding between the minuscule opening between the capsules clearly showing his newly acquired octopus’ nature, his single massive feelers quickly wrapped around the capsule wrenching it off the ground sending electric sparks all around. The teams rolled out of the way as the monster tossed the large metallic tube which crash several of the oversized computers, Tristan simply stood in place terrified to be locked inside a room with a beast directly from hell. He too recognized the creature as his former love rival, it was only a matter of time before the beast turned his fury towards the writer.

Wes suddenly started crawling on the walls and the ceiling with masterful abilities, almost as if he had been this way all his life, even Danny with his superior marksmanship had the most difficulty in landing a direct shot on the monster as it leap from one wall to the other. Given Jazz’s large machine gun that constantly tap with tables and cables meant that she couldn’t fire upon her former friend without putting her own team at risk, it was because of this that she had to resort to her sidearm, a high-caliber energy pistol that resembled the German C96 Mauser pistol.

The creature shrieked as Danny struck him in the face with a well-placed energy blast, before the creature touched the ground was that Jazz shot three more times in the body, Danny was briefly distracted by the queer pinkish yet large slug that slitter its way up the wall towards an air vent, out of nowhere, a tentacle flying towards Danny’s face quickly wrapping the feeling around his neck in a death grip that immediately cut off all airflow, had it not been for his powerful skin-tight armor, the boy’s neck would have been crushed.

Despite his precarious situation, Danny managed to keep his cool and quickly aimed his rifle, the rest of his team followed his example by aiming at the creature and firing upon it seeing that he was unmoving, a critical mistake on the monster’s part who took the full brunt of the attack, Tristan the Ghost Writer filmed with fascination as the humanoid octopus tossed the boy away while jumping on the ceiling in an effort to escape the onslaught.

“Holy shit!!”- Brittany screamed as the monster turned invisible before her very eyes.

Danny commanded his team to switch between the sights available in the goggles, going from thermal vision, night vision and so on, naturally, the ecto sensor worked like a charm as the monster’s figure became a green tint allowing for the hunters to continue their offensive. Sarah’s eyes opened wide as Wes hit her with his long feeler sending the girl across the girl as Jazz watched with horror, unable to tend to her friend was that the redhead fired at the monster with enhanced precision.

The blonde girl slowly stood up with Britany’s help ever so grateful to have been convinced to wear the Fenton battle suit, despite it looking like body paint, it kept her safe, all her bones would have been broken had she chosen to wear her regular clothes. The two girls looked over at the monster who constantly use his only weapon, the tentacle as a spear or a whip forcing the Fenton kids to roll around or jump over the tables while shooting at the monster. Sarah knew there was no way for her to ever compare to Jazz and her athletic abilities, but knew that she couldn’t become deadweight either.

It was then that she noticed a pair of tubes running across the ceiling, was it gas, or liquid? It didn’t matter, Sarah aimed her rifle and fired a couple of energy slugs, a sudden stream of fire came down over Wes who shriek in pain as the flames engulfed him, the monster leaped away from the deadly torrent, his gleamy skin now charred. The two girls immediately moved towards the Fenton forming a firing line, before anyone could pull the trigger was that Wes turned around and spit a liquid ball.

Almost by sheer instinct was that all four ducked in the nick of time, despite Brittany’s initial bravado watched with horror and dread as the thick metallic blast door melted away fearing that it could have been her if she had not dodged the attack, rather than spitting ink like a regular octopus, Wes in his new form could spit acid. The brown-haired girl frenetically fired at the beast missing most of her blasts yet and almost by a miracle was that an energy slug hit a gas pipe next to the monster sending another torrent of hellish flames.

Using his long tentacle was that Wes tossed the tables and wreaked more of the human size capsules, fury in his black eyes. As Wes climbed over the central computer was that Danny deactivated his ecto sensor, having no further use for it. Only then was that he realized the flames all around were neon green with a bluish burst. The monster was dying, he was bleeding profusely, with horrid burn marks all around his body, and breathing was difficult.

“Jazz!! This is what you want, whore.”- Wes said with a distorted voice while holding his long and muscular penis. “I got what you want! A big fat dick!”- the monster then processed to rip off his own penis.

Danny and Tristan being the only two males in the room felt special revulsion as they saw Wes tear his own penis, flesh slowly breaking away as green blood began flowing out yet not showing a hint of pain which made the whole scene before them even more horrific. The organ wriggled like a worm in Wes’s hand creating some sort of hypnotic charmed over Danny who had never seen such a despicable display of self-mutilation making him wonder about the necessity for it.

It was then that Wes tossed his torn bloody organ into the air, before Danny could shoot it down was hit sideways by the long feeler sending him to the lab’s corner, instinctively, his older sister looked over at him fearing for her brother’s wellbeing and giving enough time for the penis to land on her face with a disgusting wet smack. Jazz who had seen all matter of viscera and dismemberment, but she watched with more disgust than horror at the penis resting over her goggles, unable to bring herself to either move or remove the appendage.

Going against all reason and logic, the penis suddenly wriggled and moved faster than a snake going around the redhead who fruitlessly tried to stop the moving organ. Dreadful whimpers escape from her lips as the penis following male instinct stopped where it was supposed to go in a more normal circumstance, between her legs, Jazz could feel the penis trying to rip through the hardened fabric of her uniform, desperate to penetrate her only her firm grip prevented this from taking place.

“Everybody!! Get out!!”- Danny commanded as he saw his sister struggling with the torn organ between her legs.

It was then fueled by rage and anger that Danny aimed his rifle, firing upon the monster as Brittany dragged Jazz out while Sarah and Tristan shot at the demon as they too retreated. Using one hand was that Danny continued with his attack while the other hand prepared the Booper. Once the boy was on the other side of the melted door aimed his grenade launcher yet didn’t fire as he saw a new penis growing where the previous had been ripping off, Wes at this point was already half dead but neither his weary position nor previous friendship with Jazz earned him any favors from Danny.

The entire hospital shook violently as Danny pulled the trigger on the Booper, the boy hadn’t used his grenade launcher due to the enclosed environment. Unlike his favorite video games where he could use powerful explosives in a room no bigger than a school bathroom or just meters away from the target, here the sheer blast would have killed all of them in a matter of seconds ripping them apart. Danny had to wait until he had enough space to use the dreadful device.

Despite being in a good position, the blast was strong enough to toss the boy against the wall with little damage to his person, but the grenade struck home as Wes's upper part had gone missing completely, more explosions soon took place, and the ceiling along with the floor and walls quickly begun to crack threatening with collapsing. Danny turned over to his sister who still struggling with the living penis, there was no time to waste as the left wall suddenly fell down. The boy immediately tossed Jazz over his shoulder while ordering the team to move out, his hand clasping on the appendage.

The walls began to collapse, and random explosions took place making Sarah and Brittany screamed as Tristan did his very best to keep up their pace no longer worrying about getting a good shot for his camera, his life was far more important, having clear out the ground and upper floors prove to have been their best course of action as no one challenges their escape. The team saw green flames taking over, Tristan who was the only one without a Fenton battle suit could feel the full heat around him, nearly knocking him out twice, yet managed to stay on his feet long enough to escape the collapsing building. His eyes turned over to the hospital as set ablaze in a green flame.

(XXXXX)

“Spread her legs!!”- Danny demanded while holding unto the living dick as it continued trying to get inside the redhead.

The two girls quickly took hold of their best friend’s legs and spread them far apart, much to their horror saw that one-third of the penis had gone inside. The fear of it nesting inside of Jazz’s womb was too great, its great size, ironically, aiding Danny to pull it, yet the organ had more strength than expected, almost as if it were a thinking creature, special care was required, and not simple brute force as the possibility of monster ripping Jazz’s vaginal walls was too great. Tommy and his friends watched terrified as Danny struggled to help his sister.

Jazz, on the other hand, was ready to use her ecto-blade and slice the damnable thing off already but was well aware that the penis would still slide inside of her regrowing all over, all of it needed to come out at once if she was too be safe. The lack of arms and legs allowed Danny to have a full grip on the thing. It took great effort for Jazz not to moan whenever the dick moved forward and Danny forced it back out, the appendage had some sort of aphrodisiac effect on her.

It was upon partially seeing the dark gland that Tristan used a stiletto knife that he kept in his person for personal protection despite having no actual merit in his current circumstance. The blade easily went through the gland, and dark green blood oozed out making the dick wriggle like a worm that had been salted. Danny took this chance to yank it out and tossed the damnable organ into the air, before he could shoot it, Jazz pulled her C96 and vaporized the cock midair.

“Talk about cockblock.”- Tristan said to no one in particular.

Jazz gasped as she felt her brother’s fingers opening her vagina and shoving an elongated version of the otoscope which made her blush, despite the Fenton kids being fighters both were also trained researchers who often had to look into dark holes where they couldn’t fit a lantern. The redhead was more shocked by her brother’s sudden action than by the monster previously inside of her, the boy clearly had his reasons to invade her privacy in such a manner but at the moment couldn’t think of anything.

“Looks like the thingy didn’t have enough time to leave any eggs or sperm.”- Danny casually remarked as he pulled out the otoscope. A boot suddenly struck Danny’s face throwing him to the ground. “Ouch, in any case, have mom scanned you just to be safe.”- the boy added while lying on the ground.

(XXXXX)

Paulina tossed a rock on the ground clearly bored of waiting, neither herself nor Star wanted to want to join Danny’s team but couldn’t leave either, her eyes set over the blonde-haired girl who was sleeping inside Wes’s old bedroll, Sam was further up looking at the ocean mentally preparing for the upcoming fight. Sitting next to her was Jeremy Manson lost in thought, the girl assumed he was thinking about his wife, the woman had died quite horribly. She couldn’t even begin to imagine her last minutes at the hands of the diabolical prince Aragon. Nothing had gone as Jeremy planned but was aware that all would come to an end soon enough, the surviving hunters had finally wised up and joined forces under Jack Fenton’s leadership, the man despite his clownish demeanor was a real leader with an actual plan.

“Sorry about your wife”- Paulina muttered unsure if she should speak.

“It’s my fault for bringing them here.”- Jeremy lamented.

Guilt was starting to overwhelm Jeremy as the realization that his wife was dead became clearer. His many financial blunders had led to his horrific outcome which only strengthen his guilt, Jeremy felt Paulina’s slender arms wrapping around his arm in a comforting manner making his aching heart feel more at ease, the man turned his attention towards the horizon knowing the sun would come out shortly and he would have to join the fight, he owns his wife that much. Revenge.

It was then that he saw bright lights coming from the town which took him by surprise, during his first couple of nights noticed that the townsfolk refused to use more than the absolutely necessary lighting, most streets were often pitched black as if they were trying to avoid drawing the monster’s attention, surely, a horrible way of living, always having to hide and tiptoe around. The couple was sitting slightly far from the base camp, Jeremy lifted his new rifle and scrutinized it. He wasn’t a fighter but at least was sure not to be coward either.

Sam slammed her butt on the rock and rested her head over Jeremy’s shoulder still trying to get used to the Fenton combat uniform, she was too tired to argue with the Latina who was mostly likely just as scare as she was. The goth never thought to be so close to either of the cheerleaders without wanting to rip her scalp off, more surprising even was to heard about the jock team’s demise and how Dash had gone missing after abandoning his own team, Sam knew the quarterback was coward and tongue but as much as she hated to admit it, Sam was hopeful that Dash was dead. Their attention was soon drawn by the commander Tanya who kicked Star’s foot waking her up.

“Fenton kids are back… get your asses back to camp, we’re leaving within the hour.”- the woman said sternly.

Just as Jeremy walked towards the GAV noticed Maddie walking out followed by her daughter while commented about having no issues, and that she was clean. Paulina gulped down as she heard Maddie add “there’s no fear of impregnation,” the Latina was now sure that it was for the best for her to have to stay back.

“Gather up, guys. Pack it up! We’re taking the bridge once the sun comes up!”- Jack directed as he stared at the two dozen hunters out of the fifty, they started with, all now under his command. “At daybreak, we take the Fright’s Knight’s head!!”- Cheers and howls erupted.

To be continued.
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