Danny Masters

Release of a Titan

"You were a hero. You saved the world countless times...now look at you. Reduced to being caged, only because we don't know how to kill you yet, Poltergeist." A man in a hood with blue skin and red eyes. A long scythe was in his right hand and he stood in front of the most powerful creature to ever walk the earth.

The creature was large, muscular, and wore a black and white suit. His red eyes locked into the cloaked man's. "If it isn't the Grim Reaper himself... if you don't know how to kill me, i must've done something right."

The grim reaper crouched, eye-level to Poltergeist. "I could always let you see Sarah."

Poltergeist paused, his muscles twitched. "You would do that?"

The Grim Reaper pointed to his scythe, "Just tell me how to kill you and you can see her as long as you want."

Poltergeist growled, then spoke. "I can't be killed, I can't even really be contained." He flexed his power, green fire-like power growing from his body. Then he roared, the power exploded outward, throwing the Grim Reaper backwards.

The chains struggled for a moment before shattering.

Poltergeist stood and walked over to the Grim Reaper and took his scythe. "You've made a mistake today. I will now wage war on the ghost zone, earth, Hell, and Heaven."

He turned and used the scythe to cut a tear in space, then jumped through it.

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Danny POV....

"You want to what?" I asked, Sarah and I had spent the better part of the last half hour talking about our powers.

She could see the future, read most minds(thankfully I'm somehow immune), and was telekinetic.

"I want to team up. Fight monsters, ghost, bad dudes, stuff like that." She replied, bringing her knees up to her chest.

I didn't know what to say, ever since I had gotten my powers it's just been Dad and me...

Ah to hell with it, dad would probably want me to make a friend.

"Fine, but this afternoon come with me to my house, we'll need a way to hide your identity." I told her, holding out my hand for her to shake.

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Vlad POV....

Fighting was always kinda tough, fighting multiple copies of yourself was tougher.

In my ghost form I had learned to make copies of myself by divvying up my power.

My newest form of training involved fighting the copies because they knew my fighting style, forcing me to adapt.

Then my ghost sense went off so I absorbed my copies and gathered energy to my palms.

A ghost flew through the wall to my left and slammed into me, grabbing my head and slamming it into the opposite wall.

I fired my ghost beams into its chest and threw it back to get some distance. The ghost had a white bone face and white bone spikes sticking out randomly, around the bone was a black mass of writhing ink like material.

It roared and charged me, this time I was ready and sidestepped the charge, channeling energy to my fist and punching it in the ribs with explosive force that scattered the black, revealing bone wrapped organs.

This isn't a ghost...what is it? I wondered as I dodged a swipe and threw another charged punch to its jaw, sending it sliding back.

The creature's eyes flashed yellow and one of my desks flew at me at high speed, I went intangible and the desk slammed into the wall behind me and it attempted to hit me with its long claws.

I had had enough.

I solidified my energy into a long glowing pink spear of power, then used it to nail the ghost to the floor.

The energy stopped it from going intangible but I underestimated its strength and took a massive backhand, then had to dodge quickly as a beam of bright red energy from the beasts mouth nearly hit me.

I focused on the spear inside it's chest and forced it to explode, blowing the ghost into millions of pieces. "That thing was stronger than normal ghosts..."