AS: Sibling Bonds prt3

Sibling Bonds
Part 3
Ties will be tested!

The young parta tried his best to keep up with Alicia but he was trailing behind. She eventually stopped every once in a while to dip her head around the corner of the G.P.A. building and check for anyone coming in their direction. Then she'd snap back into action circling around another steel gray hall. Unlike her best friend the young Foley had spent most of her time at the Ghost Protection Agency, when she wasn't hanging out with him.

"Never fear," she assured Adrian cheerfully. "I know this place like the back of my hand!"

Adrian shook his head with a huff. "That's mostly due to the rigorous training in ghost weaponry, offense, and defense Valerie implemented on you and your siblings." He took in a deep breath as he followed her around the next corned. "I haven't had nearly as much training."

After the tenth time she stopped their progress Adrian let out an irritated sigh, he didn't know why she was so cautious after all he looked normal right now. He'd changed into his human form. Of course, he'd never have gotten into the G.P.A. building without being detected otherwise. But they'd had to hide his costume somehow so Alicia had come up with a brilliant idea 'well in her opinion' of wrapping an oversized black cape (he still wondered when she got it) to cover his clothes. They'd received a few strange looks from the security, but for the most part, they allowed their founders' children to enter the premises.

It still left Adrian on edge. One false move, one action with his power and he'd likely set off the spectral detection system. It had been keyed in to ignore the frequency of Danny, and Danielle so it never activated around them when they visited headquarters. But the parta had a feeling it would be another story with him. Alicia had told him that his ankle bracelet should keep him from being detected, but he'd rather not take any chances for all they knew her techno nerd father might have figured out a way to bypass the anklet's abilities in case it ever fell into the wrong hands.

"You know I'm beginning to think something's up did you see how tense the guards were?" Remarked Alicia as they headed down yet another hall. 

Adrian thought back to the faces of the security officers he hadn't been thinking about it at the time, but he immediately drew to the same conclusion she did soon after. "They seemed agitated like things were going to explode in their faces any moment."

With a nod, the young Foley turned another corner passing another door. How many steps had they been walking? This place felt like a maze. Adrian rarely went to his father's work mainly because of his dislike in his secret identity for so many years. He was so out of sync it almost made him feel regretful that he was so misinformed. Not watching ahead of him he bumped into Alicia's backside.

Grumbling Adrian rubbed his already aching chest that had the unpleasant chance of bearing the brunt of the painful action. He nearly tripped over his makeshift cape. "Why did you halt?"

Not saying a word Alicia put a finger to her lips, drew in a breath and pointed ahead. Three feet away was the reason for her sudden break in pace. Standing there was one of the Strike Force's main hunters he looked rather angry as he glared at a man in an entirely white suit, and dark shaded sunglasses. They seemed to be in some kind of standoff.

Oh, this was just lovely not only did he need to keep himself disguised around Danny and Valerie's experienced team but now it seemed the Guys in White had reared their ugly heads once more. He remembered meeting them only once, and it was an unpleasant experience. He and his siblings had become the subject of discussion among the scientist community for a number of years. All of them wanted to test or examine the only offspring ever born to a half ghost. But Danny, Sam, Tucker, Valerie and some of their allies stopped them right off the bat. They even went as far as to prove none of their children would become like their father.

'Yeah, that theory recently went through a paper shredder.' Even though none of them knew of Adrian Fenton's ghostly gene awakening. Shaking his head, the parta turned away from his thoughts to focus on the two agents who seemed ready to draw their weapons at any moment. The static tension could be felt easily in the air.

"Just because you have access to our headquarters doesn't mean you have the full range of the premise." Said the irritated dark-haired young man with a scar on his cheek.

Now that surprised Adrian. Not only was the worst team of ghost hunters back in Amity Park but apparently they were staying in the G.P.A. building. 'Why would is father even allowing this?' He'd heard both of his parents' rant with each other one too many times about this horrible group. They didn't like them at all. So why…

His answer came from the older man who looked to be of Asian descent. "The President gave us access to the building and this town. We can go wherever we wish."

"Commissioner Gray will make sure you stay in line."

"She no longer has full rights to this facility." Tilting his shaded glasses slightly he looked at the young adult with dark eyes, before returning his frames to their normal position. "Government stands over your young, inexperienced group. You can't fight the law."

"Watch me." The young adult said with a growl.

Another person appeared before the two could begin their brawl. An older gentleman African American with graying hair and a buff build looked at Strike Force member pointedly. "Cain Samuels, what in the name of all things paranormal are you trying to do? Stand down now!"

The young man looked ready to protest his brownish amber eyes burned with a sharp intensity that looked almost inhuman. He apparently did not want to listen to the older man. "Now Damon..."

"I think even you would remember my daughter Valerie's last orders. We wait for her before we do anything. Is that clear?" Damon Gray stated plainly to the trainee.

Grumbling he looked ready to snap back but then nodded and threw one dirty look at the Guys in White agent before heading off. Damon said not a word to the smug looking agent but shot him a warning glance before heading back to the room not far off. The two young teens waited in silence following the white coated man's movement until he retreated down another hall.

Despite what happened Alicia's mouth quirked into a grin. "Now we're getting somewhere." She pointed directly at the door the older man just entered in. It looked seemingly ordinary besides the tinted window that gave no idea what's inside. "That's The Control Room for the entire building. My grandfather Damon Gray is one of Mom's main operatives he's rarely seen anywhere else in this building. From there I should have full access to the security system, and we should be able to do a little sabotage." She cracked her knuckles with a mischievous gleam in her eyes.

"I'm not sure about that 'Licia. It will be more problematic with those government agents prying around." Adrian reminded her. "Beginning to wonder if it would be better to take our chances and show up to the ghost empty handed." Then he clenched his hands together in fists and shook his head. "Nevermind too much risk." Despite his sister currently being in hot water already with her disobedience, he wasn't going to let that ghost hurt her. 'She's my sister I'm supposed to look out for her. This is just as much my fault as it is hers.' He thought to himself.

While Alicia slipped into the Control Room Adrian shuffled through his pockets underneath the cloak to pull out his mp3 and earphones he'd stuffed in the side pocket of the white sweats, before heading towards the elevator. He knew the vault was in the basement where the interrogation room was.

"Hopefully, there aren't any spirits down there or what BF is doing could liberate a lot of dangerous ghosts." Adrian murmured to himself as a fiddled the controls.

As he looked through the buttons, he did not find one that led to the basement level. "No, that can't be right I knew they have one." Feeling about the cracks and crevices in the panel his fingers got stuck on a hidden latch pulling open he found a button labeled level four. Punching it, he then relaxed against one of the bars while slipping on his headphones.

Instead of the blaring rock and roll music, he was so fond of, the humming of a machine and voices greeted his ears. But this wasn't a surprise to Adrian because his mp3 was currently interfaced with Alicia's own device. He could hear everything going on in the surveillance room while she did her work.

Shuffling and a bit of rustling was heard as Alicia made her way around the room. A pitter patter and whistling sounding much like a tea kettle was the next noise present before she spoke.  "Mind if I use some of this to make hot coco?"

Another voice spoke up this one obviously further away. "Sure whatever you want Alicia just be careful pouring the hot water around the machinery."

"Thanks!" She chirped. Adrian rolled his eyes recognizing her fake happy voice. The sound of a bag being dug into was the next noise he heard. Then pouring, and steam easing was next. What was she up to exactly.

"This is no time to get sidetracked, Alicia," Adrian said out loud although she never heard him. His connection was simply to the speaker on her own mp3, but that was the limit. Still, he wished she could hear him. Glancing at the number countdown on the elevator door he watched it go from one level to the next. The main basement was hidden, and he only knew about it thanks to 'Licia and eavesdropping on his parents' private conversations when he was little.

Slurping echoed in his headphones, and Adrian wrinkled his nose in disgust. His best friend let out a content sigh then he could hear her footsteps echoing as she walked across the room. The humming of the computers and clicking of mechanical devices alerted him that she was at the controls.

"So how are you guys holding up with the Guys in White bunking it?" Alicia asked. The young parta wanted to smack her. How was this supposed to help? Any minute he'd be in the basement level of the compound, and he needed her to bypass the machine.

A long sigh sounded from the other voice that was obviously Damon Gray. "We're managing. They showed up out of nowhere and claimed our turf…" his tone was littered with disgust then he sighed. "But there isn't anything we can do till Valerie – I mean your mom comes back." A creaking sounded and then his voice took on a deeper tone. "So what are you really doing here granddaughter? I don't think your mom would allow you to be up this late it's nearly midnight."

He could hear Alicia's teeth begin grinding. That wasn't good she only ever did that when she was really nervous. "Uhm just… mom you know I had some…" A thud echoed on the other line as her voice was cut off. Sizzling, fizzing, alarm bells sounded pounding in the background so loud that Adrian had to turn down the volume not get a splitting headache."Oh no what have I done I'm so sorry!"

Over the blaring alarm came Damon Gray's voice. "What you've done is spilled an entire cup of coco on my controls." He muttered with a grunt, he sounded upset. Then Adrian could hear running about more mechanical sounds greeted his ears."Now the whole system is fried. I told my son in law he needed to make it water proof but he wouldn't listen to me!"

"SO EVEN THE GHOST SHIELD IS DOWN?" Alicia's voice came in loud making Adrian jerked his head back. But he got the message and waited earnestly for her grandfather's answer.

"Yes, that's how vulnerable we are!"  Damon stated plainly, Adrian could hear metal crashing against metal like he'd got into an old-fashioned toolbox. "I'll have to reroute everything and try to fix this mess on my own."

"How long will that take?"

"Roughly thirty minutes at the most." Was Damon Gray's response. "And I think you need to leave before you cause any more problems."

"I'm really sorry." Alicia replied in a voice carrying so much hurt and guilt it would be hard for anyone to guess she was acting. But Adrian knew that was what she was doing. Despite the fact it was her grandfather she was deceiving.

"I know," Damon responded his tone softer, showing his affection for his granddaughter. So he'd fell for Alicia's guilt trick. The alarm was rapidly fading so the parta could only assume the man shut it off. "Just go I don't want you to get hurt when I start the more dangerous work."

"Okay bye, Grandpa," A creaking occurred, and a door slammed shut. Alicia let out a sigh of relief. "Got all that Adri?"

'We have a half hour to be in and out.' Adrian texted on his mp3 since he could reply out loud, a ding nearby alerted him he near his destination. 'Perfect timing because I'm almost there. I'll meet you outside wish me luck Adrian over and out.' He didn't wait for her response. Instead, he slipped off the headphones and jammed them in his pocket. Taking a deep breath, he shut his eyes and focused on the cold core in his chest. Once he found it his eyes opened and a flash of yellow met. "Liberate." He whispered two rings of light spread out at his chest and traveled over his entire body until he was transformed back into his ghost half.

As soon as the doors opened A.D. Spook exited the elevator walking cautiously into the room. His shoulders relaxed when he realized there didn't seem to be humans in the basement level, nor did he see any ghosts. 'That will make it easier.'

Remembering the blueprints Alicia shown him earlier he headed towards the east corridor. Passing the empty cells, a shiver went down his spine it was too quiet in here for comfort. He actually expected at least someone…

The alarm began to blare again, this time louder and more frantically. Adrian nearly leaped out of his skin when it began its awful sound. His body started growing colder he could feel his temperature dropping even more drastically. The chilly air seemed to blow through his entire essence as if he wasn't even present.

There was no time to question it because at that moment a warm-blooded human burst into the room having exited what looked like a closet they darted straight through him not even acknowledging his presence. He shivered at the contact of phasing through something alive, he didn't even activate that power he should have been solid. 'Oh well, probably just a glitch in the anklet. But you'd expect the strike force members to at least notice a ghost floating in front of them.' he thought to himself.

"I'm on my way." Was all he heard from the man as he continued to ignore the hybrid. "That ghost will think twice about robbing any more stores!" Slamming his fist down on the button for the elevator they wasted no time entering it and leaving.

"Well…" Adrian said with a shrug. "Now it should be deserted."

He glided towards the large sealed metal door. Thanks to Alicia's sabotaged he should be able to phase in and out without them detecting him. Sometimes he hated to admit it, but he had respect for his BF's mastermind plans.

Placing his hand on the steel entrance, he concentrated his energy on its center. His yellow pupils glowed brightly as he used all of his power to phase through the heavily secured door.
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He could still remember that day so vividly…

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Cursing and muttering under his breath the dinosaur humanoid hybrid made his way through the building. Different guards he passed by glanced at the buff ghost taking notice of the various claw marks aligning his usually perfect chest. His face was swollen even his pace was uneven. Even though he'd healed somewhat, there were vivid scars still evident. The other ghosts couldn't help but shiver at the result of Wulf's attack on Walker's Second in Command.

IIt was all thanks to that young half ghost Danny Phantom that he was such a mess. The stinging pain reminded him of the ghost boy's interference. Clenching his right brass-knuckled hand into a fist, he growled bearing his crocodile teeth. He'd so get back at that boy. Walker might get first dibs on the halfa, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to fight for his share.

He grunted out in pain as reminiscent feelings of Wulf's work echoed through his body. Every once and a while he'd flinch, take a moment to draw in a deep breath, before continuing up the steps to his boss's office. He felt grim satisfaction once he'd reached the door without any needed aid. From here on out things would be easier all he needed was some time to recuperate, and he'd be ready to tackle another case for his leader. But first, he needed to report what had occurred when they'd gone their separate ways. He'd never had a chance to do so when they'd been incognito in Amity Park. Pushing the door open he composed himself to face his leader.

Walker stood facing one of the windows overlooking the prison yard. He didn't even turn as his second command came in. Immediately the officer grew wary something was up.

"Bullet you made it, good." There was no pat on the back. No questions or concern for the state he was in. Just those simple words, but of course his leader had always been informal it was simply his nature. "Anything to report? How about explaining to me how Wulf got that collar off when I sent you to make sure he kept up his end of the bargain."

For the first time in a long-time Bullet flinched. Oh, he remembered how he'd lost track of their ace. Not knowing what else to do he confessed to Walker what he'd done. He'd foolishly went behind his leader's back and activated the collar, even after one of his lieutenants protested against it. That had changed the thin allegiance they had with the ghost. It had been even more severed once that hybrid set him free.

Walker just listened he didn't speak a word until the end, though his face held no surprise or accusation. But what he said next caught the law enforcer off guard. "You know as soon as I got back I was summoned by the Ancients."

"That's a surprise. They rarely interfere with your work or have anything to do with you. What did they want?" he asked his eyes squinting slightly showing his disgust.

"Oh, they wanted to know who was to be punished for the impulsive act of leading an army into the human realm." He let out a sigh shaking his head as he pulled his book of rules from a nearby shelf. He skimmed through the pages turning them idly as he continued to not make eye contact. "The Six really are something. Thinking just because they were ones to lock up the Ghost King they can control everything." His soulless green eyes glanced at his second in command for a moment. "You know sometimes I wish someone would usurp them." When it came to rules Walker only ever followed his own. Sometimes he did cooperate with others, but it was a rare occurrence.

Bullet couldn't understand why Walker was telling him all this. If he did have a point, it was lost to him at the moment. "What did you tell them?"

"Bullet I told them what they needed to know," Walker said it so simply it almost made sense but there was a hidden message, and he wanted to understand it.

"And that is?"

For a long moment, there was no response before Walker let out a long sigh. "There needed to be a sacrifice made for this to work. The rules wouldn't be maintained if I was gone so…" his green eyes fixed a stare right into Bullet's red ones putting him on edge. "Someone has to take the blame, they won't be satisfied unless they get a plausible answer."

From that moment Bullet knew exactly what he'd done. "Why?" he asked quietly. "I've been nothing but loyal to you."

"You've messed up one too many times," Walker said with a shake of his head. "And that…" A smirk creased on his face as he slammed shut the book. "…is against the rules."

Bullet had no time to react before six of his leader's guards had him pinned down. All of his weapons were then removed including his badge he usually kept in his pocket signify him as Walker's second in command. Handcuffs were clasped onto his wrists like he was a criminal then without another word from Walker he was dragged away towards a portal that had opened.

Bullet knew where it led to, the Council of Ghosts.
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He'd been tried and found guilty by the Council. Though he should be thankful because if he'd been given a harsher sentence chances are the observents would get involved as they usually did when high-powered ghost did devastating destruction. But he'd been given a minor sentence three years in exile. For that time he'd been stranded in a desert like a realm. He'd been provided with rations of energy just enough to keep him functioning, but beside the point when Pariah Dark ruled the Zone once more and the Disasteroid incident he'd been locked in realm for a long time.

Through that time he spent most of it seething, pondering, and waiting for when he could get even with the one who made him end up here. He didn't blame his boss despite Walker casting him aside like that he could see his reasoning. He didn't like it at all, but he could see why he'd done it. No, all that bitter hatred was reserved for one particular ghost alone… Danny Phantom.

But he realized he couldn't flat out attack the older hybrid now. Not when the halfa had grown so much with his powers. While he'd been stuck in a void without gaining anything to measure up the so-called hero. Bullet decided instead to become a bounty hunter he figured it would increase his skills, plus it's the only way he'd have a purpose now that his life as a law enforcer was over. He'd stopped pondering his revenge on Danny Phantom too focused on becoming stronger. Up till now.

"Now I've got a trump card. A weakness and I intended to use it to my advantage." Idly checking over his list of items grim satisfaction came to his face. Everything was in order he'd managed to gather all he needed. The stores didn't stand a chance against him he'd pillaged them of everything required and a few duplicates. After all, it was always useful to have backups. "Still missing two key ingredients." And that's where his whole revenge plans came into play.

Aiming his wrist gauntlet at the large pile of goods, a light hit them slowly digitizing them till they were transported into storage. "My little hostage will probably be crowded now, but it won't be for much longer." Glancing at the sky, he could see the sun peaking over the horizon it was nearing dawn. Not that it mattered to a ghost because his kind didn't need excessive amounts of sleep, but it did tell him that he needed to be prepared. Phantom was sure to strike soon, and he wasn't overly ambitious enough to be caught off guard.

Energy sizzled over his head, and he barely had time to duck out of the way. Looking expectantly from his position a good distance from the city's Clock Tower, he tried to make out his attacker. Only to let out a snarl seeing it was a mere human dressed in a ridiculously pristine white uniform.

"Guys in White." He muttered in annoyance. "How the heck did they get here?" He'd never run into the bunch personally, but plenty complaints from fellow ghosts made him wary. "Still they couldn't measure up to the Danny Phantom." He admitted almost reluctantly. He never wanted to give the ghost boy (now man) props, but it was true the halfa had grown into a formidable opponent.

Blasts of more energy came out at him, but Bullet quickly dipped out of way of the attack. His hands glowed with his own powers as he drew out his energy to create a giant ball to crush the pests. Another beam came at him this time he had no time to evade, it hit hard pushing him back a bit. Flinching he squinted his one good eye to get a look at the other direction. This time he growled loudly his eyes nearly burning with red energy. He'd again expected Danny Phantom, but no it was the hybrid and the Red Huntress's trained Strike Force.

He lost it. "WHERE IS THAT COWARD?!" Bullet bellowed causing both of his attackers' attention to draw on the raging spirit.

"Stand down ghost you are under arrest for breaking the treaty." Said one of the individuals of the G.P.A. strike force, they at least had the decency to warn him, but Bullet wasn't interested.

But when then the two ghost hunter associations noticed each other. Eyes met and narrowed. Now completely disregarding the ghost for the moment they turned their hostilities to one another. Staring each other down they both told the other to back off. Soon a debate emerged as their conflict turned them against each other.

Clenching his teeth Bullet moved away from the two hunters easily escaping while they verbally assaulted each other. Both of them clearly thought they had the right of way.

"I honestly can never understand humans tendency to engage in debates rather than physical violence. Either way, it works for me."

The specter flew towards the Clock Tower disregarding the humans. As he neared it, he calmed his rage down so he could think clearly. Phantom wasn't there yet, but he reminded himself he would be eventually. He couldn't ignore the danger his daughter was in. That hybrid was single minded when it came to his children nothing else mattered. It had been proven time and time again. But he was confident he'd be able to handle the raging spirit, unlike the others before him.

A speeding force collided directly into Bullet spinning him out of control. After getting over his dizziness, he became even warier. Aiming his wrist gauntlet around the area he tried to find what hit him.

"Ouch! Why is it so hard to control flight patterns these days?!" Came voice from behind.

Swinging around he found himself face to face with a snow white haired floating individual. "Phantom?"

"Not the last time I checked." His offender replied in a dry tone. "And I'm fairly sure I know my own identity."

Bullet took a moment to focus his gaze on the stranger. It was true this wasn't Phantom now that he got a look at the glowing yellow eyes that confirmed it. But his appearance he looked vaguely like the ghost boy when he was younger. Not completely there were noticeable differences especially expression wise. The child was garbed in one of the most ridiculous outfits he'd ever seen. If things weren't so tense at the moment, he might have found it humorous.

"Just who are you then?" Bullet asked glaring at the boy.

The boy shrugged looking slightly bored. "I'm A.D. Spook."

That name struck a bell. Gossip had been going around, and assumptions had been drawn. But the more elite of the Ghost Zone knew of this character and his true identity. "You're Danny Phantom's son." A smirk came on his face. "And here I thought the rumors weren't true that Fenton Junior is now also Phantom Junior."

The boy seemed to flinch at this remark but glared from his position at the ghost. "Don't ever. Call me. That. Again. My full name is Adrian Spook."

Bullet waved his hand in. "Like I care." Scratching his chin, he eyed the young spirit from his position. "So, Spooky-kid where is your old man? Did he get my letter yet?"

"He's unavailable at the moment," Adrian replied then recollection seemed to meet in the boy's eyes. He glared at the ghost and started aiming a Fenton Wrist Ray at him. Not that it would do much good. "You're the one who sent that note?"

"Guilty as charged. Now, where is your father?"

"I already said he's not here. He's actually…" Adrian said keeping his Fenton Wrist Eay aimed. "in the Ghost Zone at a Council Meeting."

Bullet's eyes narrowed he could still remember when the council gave the position to Phantom. He was insulted and outraged that his enemy had been giving a standing over him. But that was beside the point.

Grumbling Bullet felt his frustration building up. Phantom wasn't even here? What was the point of kidnapping his brat now? Then he glanced at the young Fenton boy wondering why he had not attacked him yet. Now that he thought about it the kid was a newborn he obviously only gained a few stages, so he was still not strong enough to take him head on.

'Well at least I can get what I came for.'  Bullet thought. A smirk creased on his lips and the boy tensed up. But the former officer of Walker only brought up his left gauntlet showing it to the hybrid. The parta watched curiously then as the image beamed out then he looked alarmed. The hologram played out from it showing the young Fenton girl trying to stifle in sobs.

That got the desired answer from Phantom's son. "Where is she? You Putrid Pulse of Ectoplasm!"

"You need better comebacks kid," Bullet said with a chuckle. "This might work out after all I had no idea Phantom's offspring cared so strongly for one another. Must get it from their father." He ducked a swipe the boy made at him and put up a shield to block a ray of artificial energy. "I need something, and since it's pretty obvious you're the one to receive the note, you'll be the one to get the loot for me."

"And if I refuse?" Adrian asked folding his arms over his chest as they floated there facing each other off.

Shaking his pointed finger in the air Bullet replied. "Oh, I wouldn't if I were you. Your sister doesn't have much time till I turn her over to one of Phantom's other enemies. They'd pay big for an easy victim." He glanced at the boy with a wicked grin coming in through his crocodile teeth as the hologram faded from view. "Now you wouldn't want that would you?"

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The parta didn't respond for a long moment just stared out into open space reflecting on what he'd seen. Jennifer was a mess, but still, she looked alright. It could have been worse. But what really concerned Adrian was the fact she had been reduced to a sobbing heap. He'd never seen her so vulnerable, scared, or weak. Not Jenn, she was one of the strongest, confident people he had known in his lifetime. She rarely gave ghosts the freedom to see her scared even when they terrified her.

Questions swirled through his mind, but one answer was relevant. Her life was hanging in the balance, and the spirit was giving him an ultimatum. He doubted he'd be able to stand up to him so what choice did he have but to comply. The ghost could threaten her life if he fought, and Adrian wasn't so impulsive as to just act on his emotions.

Adrian's eyes went down cast as he sighed loudly before nodding. "Very well I agree."

"Excellent…" Exclaimed the ghost cracking his knuckles. With a smirk that Adrian was really beginning to despise. "We'll meet back here in a three hours to finish business."

Adrian shook his head as he folded his arms over his chest, knowing any fighting would be pointless. "No need… I've already assessed the note and retrieved the items." It hadn't been easy, but he managed to phase through the secure vault and find the devices that were asked for. He still couldn't understand why the ghost wanted them, other than the fact that they wouldn't hurt him if he used them.

"That's more like it!" The ghost said with a grin. "By the way the name's Bullet, you probably haven't heard of me thanks to your incompetent father." He used the words so idly but there almost seemed to be caution in his tone like he didn't want Phantom to overhear.

"Actually I have…" replied Adrian dryly he glanced back once more. Alicia should have reached him by now where was she. "But not enough detail to make you seem like a real threat."

Bullet snarled at the parta. "Watch it kid, or you might not see your sister again."

"I doubt it." Adrian said with a shrug. "You need me right now, whether you want to admit it or not."

Bullet was about to retort when something caught his eye from down below.

Noticing the specter's gaze, he turned his attention towards the direction the ghost was looking. He breathed a sigh of relief seeing Alicia Foley walking towards them looking determined with the duffle bag, he'd given her before he left in her grasp. They'd agreed it would be safer with her, less chance of it getting damaged. Adrian would have liked to carry her so they could get there faster. But his B.F. flat out refused to go on another one of his flying rides.

They both flew down to join Alicia. The hybrid quickly brought out his Fenton Wrist Ray prepared to shoot if he made any funny moves.

"Now before we give you the fenton devices, you will bring Jennifer here."

"I can't just go and get her."

"Oh yes, you can," Adrian replied feeling confident he'd discerned correctly. "That device…" He pointed to the wrist gauntlet that produced the holo. "It can be used to transport your victim to any location you prefer am I right?"

"You're a pretty sharp kid." Bullet replied mildly impressed. "Alright it's a deal but just to warn you I strapped something to her. Even if you double cross me, she'll be sent back through the portal before you can blink an eye."

Typing in a sequence of coordinates in his watch Bullet aimed it nearby. A blue light presently glowed, and an image became solid. Pretty soon his younger sister and completely materialized. Adrian soon found out he was wrong Jennifer was worst off then he'd fist assumed. Her leggings were torn, her coat looked beyond dirty, and she was sporting a bruise on her forehead. There were other things, but the young parta didn't focus on that. Something strange was going on, Jennifer sat there staring off into the distance her pupils weren't completely dilated, and she appeared to be in a daze.

"What's wrong with her?" Adrian asked glaring at the ghost with threating gaze.

Bullet just shrugged. "She decided to put up a struggle and run is all. Those injuries were her own mistakes."

Jennifer blinked her eyes lids shutting over halfway over her eyes as she squinted them. "Adrian?" She croaked. "Is that you why do you look like a snowman?"

The parta's eyes twitched as he stared at his sister, waving his hand out in front of him to see if her eyes would follow. They didn't.

"Oh, I forgot to mention she's been in the dark for the past six hours or so. She won't be able to see straight for a while till her eyes adjust to the light." Bullet glanced at the parta. "Which I'm guessing is good news for you."

"Quiet." Adrian hissed he turned his concerned gaze to his sister. "Jenn I'm going to get you out of here." He reached into his pocket and dug something out of it. "I also have your pendant I know how much you might be missing it."

Reaching her hands out Jennifer's gaze fixed on him. "Thank you, brother,…" she replied quietly.

The whole time Alicia remained silent since he had his back to her, he couldn't see her face to guess how she was feeling about this whole thing. Finally, she said something. "So are we going to finish up this trade or not?" she asked, Adrian, glanced back to see her looking more and more agitated.

Adrian nodded and motioned for Alicia to give him the bag. Carefully he set out a few green liquid vials of the Ecto Dejecto along with the syringe for injecting the chemical compound. He started pulling out the next item when a voice interrupted their proceedings.

"Those two ghosts are in cahoots! Even the G.P.A. Commissioner's daughter is involved." They glanced up to find the Guys in White approaching the scene with their blasters raised. "Return the stolen property now, and maybe we won't disintegrate you."

The young Foley looked annoyed. "Really now? I see no reason why I can't do what I want with my parents' things."

"This doesn't concern you little lady. Step away from the anomalies." The agent said he motioned to one of his men to pull the trigger.

The blast had come at them before anyone had a chance to react. Adrian ducked but a little too late to save what he'd been holding from being caught in the crossfire. The cylinder shape bowl attached to a backpack of sorts fell out of his grasp. He could only watch as the Maddie Modulator, one of their only bargaining chips literally shattered to pieces before their very eyes.

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To Be Continued in Part 4 of

Siblings Bonds