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Chapter 2: Bad Landing

The cold sensation of the portal washed over Danny's body, as he exited the Ghost Zone. It felt as though he had plunged into cold water.

''Something feels, off...'' they both thought.

Danny's eyes widened as he realized his feet weren't touching the ground. He tumbled out of the portal with a small yelp; landing on the ground with a loud "oomph!".

''What happened to portals opening on the ground,'' the halfa said, angrily, to himself.

"You say that like I should know," White crossed his arms.

They groaned as they slowly lifted himself off the ground.

As they got up they noticed it was nightfall. Apparently, they had also landed on a concrete road.

''No wonder that hurt.''

Looking around, they noticed a forest to the right of them. Below that was a grassy hill, on which the road laid on top of. To his left was a dirt road that led to an old factory. Half of the old factory was brick, while the rest being concrete. Green and brown vines grew along the brick walls, and the windows were shattered, faded and grimy. Metal pipes and pieces were sticking out of the concrete, creating a menacing and broken down scene.

"Did a fight break out here, or what," White asked.

"Do you really expect me to answer that," Danny raised an eyebrow.

"Hey, I do magic and you do logic, that's how this partnership works," White says.

They soon realized that it was storming. Rain poured from the sky, pounding against their skin. Thunder boomed and lightning flashed. It was daunting to them, as they had no idea what was going on. The darkness was intense. A few miles away, they could see a large prison-like building. Cement towers could be seen above the trees. Searchlights shown through the sky.

"That is not good," Danny says.

"My mind goes to Walker, for obvious reasons," White chuckled.

"BOOM"

An explosion shook the ground under their feet. The twins struggled to keep their balance. Multiple people ran toward them. One of them pushed aside White. He had a hockey mask, blond hair, blue shirt, black pants, and silver arm guards.

The force was enough to throw White a few yards. His back slammed against a tree. Danny got mad. When the man went by him, he took his arm and flipped him over his shoulder. The man was shocked but he managed to land on his feet. He took out a small stick, and it extended into a javelin.

When Danny ran to his brother, and helped him get up, the man threw it. It lodged between their feet.

"This will teach you respect, punks," the man smirked under his mask and ran away.

"Great, a Walker wannabe," Danny thought, pulling White away.

The two ran for cover, forgetting that they could just simply transform then fly. The javelin blinked a red light, then exploded. They were both thrown off their feet from the force. They started rolling down the hill, still forgetting to use their powers. They continued to fall.

On the way down, they hit trees, bushes, and rocks. Danny's leg got on the wrong end of of a sharp rock. Even as they continued to fall, he could feel the blood streaming down his leg. White had a very close encounter with a tree, with his head. Lucky for him, they soon stopped. They were battered, bruised, slightly charred, and bleeding.

Danny didn't have the time to care for his own leg when he saw the blood flowing down the side of his head. He was groaning and was unconscious. Danny struggled to his feet, ignoring the pain in his leg. He supported his brother, laying him against a tree. Since it was raining, they were soaking wet. Danny ripped some of his pant leg and used the damp fabric to dab his head wound. At least they had a little bit of a reprieve so they could calm down.