Sam, Grace, and Danny sat in Sam and Grace's dorm.

"So, an angel huh?" Sam said. "Well Danny you were right, she's not a ghost or a human."

"Gee I'd think my ghost sense could still pick up an angel." Danny said.

"Angel's aren't ghosts." Grace explained.

"Yeah dude, angels and ghosts, completely different." Sam said.

"Well aside from the wings." Danny said. "And weird living sweater. What's the difference?"

"A ghost is a dead person, or animal, whereas angels are different beings all together, and well angels are not dead." Grace explained. "More specifically I happen to be a horsemen." Grace said with pride. "Feels so good to finally tell someone about this. That is of course someone who doesn't think I'm a total nutcase. Hehe, your people have some really scary mental asylums."

"Horsemen?" Sam said. "Like as in the four Horsemen of the Apocalypse?"

"Yeah, but it's not as bad as it sounds." Grace said. "I am NOT a bad guy, trust me."

"The Horsemen are angels?" Danny said. "Seems more like a demon thing to me."

"Most demons wouldn't be strong enough to do the job of a horsemen." Grace said. "And that's saying a lot."

"See I knew there was a reason I liked you." Sam said with a smile. "So, what are you the Horsemen of? War? Famine? Pestilence? DEATH? Grace... are you... The Grim Reaper?"

"No those are my brothers." Grace said, with a laugh. "I'm a fifth Horsemen, let's just leave it at that."

"Oh, come on Grace." Danny said. "What is it? Disaster? Homicide? Plague?"

"Plague is the same as Pestilence." Sam said.

"Oh, is that what that means?" Danny said.

"Just promise you won't laugh." Grace's face grew red. "I'm... The horsemen of love."

Danny and Sam both erupted in laughter.

"I told you not to laugh." Grace grumbled.

"I'm sorry it's just..." Sam said, "Love? I thought the Horsemen were supposed to be destructive."

"In some interpretations." Grace replied. "The Horsemen are to bring the final judgement of mankind. After that the earth will experience an era of peace and tranquility."

"So, after the four big bad Horsemen do their thing," Sam said. "You come in to clean up the mess."

"Well I wouldn't call the other horsemen bad." Grace said. "But I guess so."

"You wouldn't call the other Horsemen bad?" Danny said. "Grace, they're War, Famine, Pestilence, and Death. I'm not sure how morals work in the world of angels. But for humans, those are not good things."

"Oh, come on." Grace said, starting to feel offended. "You never even met them. Just because their names are War, Pestilence, Famine, and Death, doesn't mean that's their entire personality. They're complicated people. I'm starting to think I shouldn't have told you guys any of this."

"Well it is a bit hard to trust a literal horsemen of the apocalypse," Sam said. "Even if it something as mushy as the horsemen of love."

"Yeah how does that work anyway?" Danny asked. "Are you like cupid or something?"

"No, I'm not cupid." Grace said with a scowl. "Cupid takes orders from me."

"So, you're cupid's boss?" Sam said, holding back laughter.

"Cupid is a Cherub, and I am a Horsemen. You do the math." Grace said.

"And Cherubs are weaker than Horsemen?" Danny said.

"Well." Grace said. "Currently, the being humans call Cupid, lives in a place called Fairy World, where the residents believe him to be a fairy. So yeah, Cherubs are pretty weak."

"So, fairies exist too." Sam said.

"Sam... You're literally dating a man who is half ghost." Grace said.

"What else is real?" Danny said. "Are aliens real?"

"Oh yes." Grace said. "Millions of them. The Universe is infinite after all. You don't think God only put life on one planet, do you?"

"So, if you shoot someone with your arrow." Danny said. "Which by the way is COMPLETELY illegal to have on campus, will that person fall in love with the first person they see? And does that love last for ever or just a short time?"

"Oh, heavens no!" Grace said. "You do not want to get hit with one of my arrows."

"Why?" Danny asked. "What'll happen?"

"You'd die." Grace said. "They're arrows. I have no idea where the concept of a freaking arrow being an instrument of love came from. A bow is a weapon, I use it for self-defense."

"From what?" Danny asked.

"Demons, rogue angels, pagan gods, eldritch abominations." Grace replied. "The occasional Xenomorph. Those alien movies are shockingly accurate with those fuckers, pardon my French."

"So how do you make people fall in love?" Sam asked. "Can you even do that."

Grace smiled. "Well that power is mostly channeled through my sweater. That's why my sleeves are so much longer than my arms." Grace held out her hand to reveille that her sleeve was at least two inches longer than her arm. "It's actually made out of pure angelic grace, created from my own being."

"So, your sweater is made from your own body?" Danny asked.

"In laymen's terms, I guess yeah." Grace said.

"EW!" Danny cringed.

Sam quickly ripped off the sweater grace made for her, and through it to the ground.

"If it helps, my true form is made of pure energy." Grace said. "So, it's not like it's made of like guts, or my own dead skin or something."

"It's made of energy?" Danny said. "Your clothes are made out of energy? That... that is weird."

"My entire body is made out of energy." Grace replied. "The body you see sitting here is not really me. It's basically a shell. The energy that makes up my body, I can use it to create matter, including organic living tissue. All angels can do that. We can't create sentient life or raise the dead, we're not Gods. But we can create a vessel for us to inhabit and interact with the real world."

"So, the magical love sweater." Sam said. "How does that work?"

"Any human who touches it gets a rush of dopamine." Grace explained. "Then I can sort of control a person's emotions. Not there mind though, I can only bring to the surface feelings that a person already has. I can also create a sort of Pheromone dust."

"So do you like... have a horse?" Danny asked. "You are a horsemen, shouldn't a horsemen have a horse."

"Uh yea. I'll show you." Grace got up and grabbed Danny and Sam buy the shoulders. The three were then teleported to the parking lot.

In front of them was a pink motorcycle.

"This is it?" Danny asked.

"I thought it would be, you know." Sam said. "A horse."

Grace took a key chain out of her pocket. She pressed a button on her keys and the motorcycle transformed into a sports car.

"Sweet!" Danny said.

"It can basically turn into any vehicle I want." Grace said. "Or a horse."

"Can we go for a ride?" Danny asked.

"Sure." Grace said. "But I'll have to drive. It only works when I drive it."

...

Somewhere in the country a lonely house sat in the middle of nowhere. A ranch with a horse stable, housing one red horse.

A man appeared in the ranch to the sound of flapping wings. The man was well dressed, short hair, clean shaven face, and a grey suit.

The man walked up to the porch and knocked on the door. The man who came to answer the door was perhaps the exact opposite of the first man. The man in the house was of a very muscular build, thick curly black hair, and dark stubble on his chin. The man had on blue jeans and a black tank top.

"What do you want, angel." The man said.

"You can call me Ezekiel." The clean-cut man said. "And I come with important news."

"Last time I got involved with Heaven and Hell, two world wars happened." The gruff man replied.

"But you ARE War." Ezekiel reminded the man.

"Just because that's my name." War replied. "Doesn't mean I have to like it. Believe it or not I am actually a proponent of world peace."

"So, War doesn't like war." Ezekiel pondered. "Well War, you will get that peace you wanted."

"Yeah after one final great war, right?" War said.

"It will be a war between Heaven and Hell." Ezekiel said. "Angels vs demons. No humans involved."

"And what of the humans caught in the crossfire?" War said.

"The beast is coming." Ezekiel said.

"Lucifer?" War said.

"His armies are growing, and he is getting ready to strike. War, your sister is in danger. She's in the epicenter of all of it." Ezekiel warned.

"Grace." War said.

"Lucifer has taken Purgatory." Ezekiel said. "Once the ghost portal is opened, the great beast of the sulfur void, Lucifer, Satan ,the Dark one the being with many names each more terrifying than the last will be set free on this world. Millions will parish, including Grace."

"Why would the humans build a portal into Purgatory anyway." War asked.

"For science." Ezekiel said. "The humans have been calling it The Ghost Zone."

"And who's the dumbass who built this portal to the Ghost Zone." War asked.

"Jack Fenton." Ezekiel said. "But the portal has given birth to a new champion. One that revelations hadn't foreseen. Jack's son, Daniel Fenton."

"Danny Phantom." War said. "I've heard of him. Honestly I'm not impressed."

"A being that exists both in the realms of the living and the dead is unprecedented." Ezekiel said. "He could either be our greatest ally, or our greatest threat."

War came out of his house.

"Well if the Devil is coming down to Amity Park. Then I better get down there to show the bastard my fettle." War said.

Then War got on top of his red horse. Enormous wings made of blazing fire sprouted from War's back.

"To survive war." War said. "You've gotta become War."

Then War and his horse disappeared in a ball of flame.

"Horsemen." Ezekiel said. "They've always gotta put on a show."

...

12 years ago...

There was a hospital that was located next to a museum in the town of Dimmesdale. A real-estate choice that would prove to be a tragic mistake.

A couple waited in the waiting room with their two daughters. 8-year old Tootie, and 14-year-old Vickey.

Vickey had been having a lot of back pains lately. The doctors found she had a severely curved spine that needed to be operated on.

"Or you nervous sweetie?" Vickey's father asked.

"A little." Vickey said. "I can't tell you how thankful I am to have parents and a little sister who are here for me when I need it."

Vickey was always a sweet little girl. Well behaved and a good role model to her little sister. A fact that on this day would change drastically.

Meanwhile in the museum next door.

A case was brought into the museum marked "Top Secret". The owner of the museum met with the archeologist who had discovered the ancient artifact in the box, which was dug up from the bottom of Marianas Trench.

"So, what is it you found here?" The manager asked.

"We're not entirely sure." Said the archeologist, a gruff man in a brown leather jacket, with a brown hat. "All we know is that it is VERY old. This artifact pre-dates any known civilization."

"Older than any known civilization?" the manager asked.

"This may even be older than all of mankind." The archeologist said.

"Then who made it?" The manager asked.

"My theory." The archeologist explained. "is that this may be from a civilization that pre-dates man. A sort of precursor species that ruled the earth before man. Maybe even before the dinosaurs."

"How do you know this wasn't created naturally?"

"It has characteristics of something hand made." The archeologist explained. "I was hoping you could help shed some light on whatever this thing is. To me, it looks almost like a piece of a gardening tool, like a pitch fork, only it was found in the bottom of the ocean. On our way to the surface my entire crew went mad and killed each other."

"Jesus!" The manager said.

"Jesus?" The archeologist said. "Funny you should mention the son of God. Because what lies within this crate, I think is as far from God as you can get. I can tell you, the way those other men went mad, this THING is pure evil! The sooner I am rid of it, the better."

Tensions rose as the two men prepared to open the crate. Sweat dripped down their faces as they prepared to face the evil within.

They opened the box.

"Umm... What the fuck is this?" The manager asked. Feeling confused.

"That's not what I unearthed!" The archeologist said.

"What kind of a fool do you take me for Indie?" The manager said.

"Wait I know what this is." Indie said. "It's one of those metal rods they put in your back during surgery. Like when you have a curved spine."

"Well if this is surgical equipment." The Manager said. "Then where's the..."

"Incredibly ancient and mysterious artifact of pure evil." Indie finished the manager's thought.

"Oh my..."

Back at the hospital.

"Vicky the doctor will see you now." A nurse came in to the waiting room.

"Is Vicky going to be ok?" Tootie asked.

"I'll be fine." Vicky said. "And no matter what happens, I'll always be your sister. Love you."

...

The surgeon assigned to operate on Vicky was a doctor by the name of Dr. Dumbass (Pronounced Dew-Mas).

Dr. Dumbass made an incision in the young red head's back.

He straitened the girl's spin. Then it was time to insert the metal rod that would keep her spine from curving.

"Alright time to get started." The Doctor said.

"Uh Nurse, what is this?" Dr. Dumbass said holding some kind of long metal spike. It looked to be very old and covered in rust.

"It just came this morning." The nurse said.

"I can't put this in the patient, it's full of rust." Dr Dumbass said.

Then all the rust suddenly fell off of the metal spike, revealing the shiny metal underneath. What just seconds ago looked like an ancient relic, now looked shinier and cleaner than anything they had ever scene.

"Well that problem's solved." Dr. Dumbass said. Then the spike started to glow, filling the room with a heavenly white light.

"Uh, are you sure that thing is safe?" The nurse asked. "Maybe I should go get some new rods."

"NONESENSE!" Dr. Dumbass said. "The glowing clearly means that it's clean and ready to use." He then shoved the glowing metal spike, into the back of little Vicky and sewed her up.

"Well that ought to do it." Dr. Dumbass said proudly.

...

The doctor came out into the waiting room to tell Vicky's parents some bad news.

"There is a bit of a problem with your daughter." Dr. Dumbass said.

"What's wrong?" Vicky's father asked.

"Is she ok?" Vicky's mom asked.

"Well there's nothing wrong physically, but mentally..." The doctor explained.

...

The group went into the operating room, as nurses doctors and patients ran out screaming.

Vicky stood in the middle of the room, laughing maniacally while holding a chainsaw above her head.

Somehow Vicky had also set the room on fire. Flames rose behind the young red head girl as psychotic laughter escaped her moth.

"What happened?" Vicky's parents both said.

"She seems to have turned inexplicably evil." Dr. Dumbass replied. "But the real question is... Where did she get a chainsaw?"

...

Present day...

Grace, Danny, and Sam rode in Grace's angelic car down the highway and over a large bridge.

Grace slammed on the breaks of the car.

"Careful Grace!" Danny said. "What are you... uh..."

The group turned their attention to a young woman standing at the edge of the bridge. The woman was in her late 20s, she had on a green hoodie with black pants. She had fiery red hair that flowed in the breeze.

"Well Vicky." The woman whispered to herself. Tears falling down her face. "You've done nothing but cause others pain. And in return your life was nothing but misery, and that will never change, no matter how hard I'll try. This is the only fate I deserve, it's time to let go."

Vicky closed her eyes. Hot tears poured from her eyes, and her heart raced.

"I'm sorry." She whimpered as she willed herself to let go of the railing she was tightly clenching onto. She fell forward off of the 220-foot-tall bridge. Her life flashed before her eyes as she fell to cold, unforgiving waters below.

Suddenly Vicky stopped in midair.

"Huh?" she opened her eyes to see she was floating in mid-air. "OH, COME ON!!!!"

Some sort of invisible force lifted a disgruntled Vicky back to the bridge.

Grace held her hand out in the air, as she lifted Vicky to safety with telekinetic powers.

"Who the hell are you?" Vicky said once her feet were back on the ground.

"Grace," Grace replied. "I'm a friend."

"Friend?" Vicky said. "What are you talking about, I've never meet you. And what was that thing you did back their? Are you some kind of Jedi?"

"No." Grace said. "But I came here to save you."

"So, what are you my guardian angel or something?" Vicky said.

"No just a good Samaritan." Grace shrugged.

"Well Grace." Vicky said. "I don't want to be saved." Then Vicky noticed Danny standing behind Grace.

"Hey I know you." Vicky said. "You're that Danny Phantom kid."

"Yeah." Danny said, politely. "I don't think I caught your name."

"Vicky." Vicky grumbled. "And yeah, I know, Icky with a V. I've heard that line about a million times."

"Do people call you that?" Grace asked.

"You know that Chip Skylark song Icky Vicky." Vicky said.

"Eh, sounds familiar." Danny said.

"Ugh I HATE Chip Skylark." Sam said.

"I like chip Skylark." Grace said. "But I didn't like Icky Vicky. I just hate diss tracks period. The idea of them just seems sick and wrong to me. I mean it's one thing to not like someone, but to humiliate them in public like that is just wrong. I thought Chip was above that crap, I was so disappointed when that song came out."

"Wait a minute." Sam said. "YOU'RE Icky Vicky?"

"The one and only." Vicky sighed. "And believe me, every word of that song was completely true. I am not a good person guys, seriously."

"What did you do?" Danny asked.

"Better question is, what didn't I do?" Vicky said. "I used to run a babysitting service when I was 16. But I would completely torment the kids I was in charge of. There was this one kid, Timmy. I did a lot of bad things to the poor little guy, things I can never get back. Even worse than that I tormented my own little sister, I even stole her dolls and burned them."

"Jesus!" Danny said.

"Now you can see why I deserve to die." Vicky said.

"No!" Grace said. "No one deserves to die! At least not before their time. So, you made a few mistakes in the past. So what? It's never to late to redeem yourself. I believe everyone has a little bit of good in them."

"I don't" Vicky said. "And it's too late for me." Vicky stepped out into the road as an oncoming truck raced toward her.

Just before the truck hit Vicky, Danny grabbed her, and turned the both of them intangible. Allowing the truck to harmlessly pass through them.

"GRRAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!" Vicky yelled as soon as Danny let her go. "WHY WON'T YOU LET ME DIE!!!!"

"That's just not in my nature." Danny said. "I can't just sit by and let someone kill themselves."

Vicky started to sob.

"Hey." Grace said. She then wrapped her arms around Vicky and pulled her in for a hug.

"You don't even know me." Vicky sobbed. She buried her face into Grace's shoulder. "Why are you being so nice to me?"

...

Ashley, one of the girls who ran into Sam earlier walked down the streets of Amity Park. She had on a white, spaghetti strap tank top, the bottom of which barely came down past her luscious breasts, leaving her slim tone midriff exposed. She had an incredibly short pair of shorts that tightly hugged her plump behind. As she walked her breasts bounced up and down, and her booty swayed from side to side. Nearly every man in town turned to look at her as she past them. Ashley's hair was bright blond with orange highlights that resembled flames.

Her sister Beth followed her. Beth had on a green sweater with a picture of a sloth on it. Her black hair was covered in a red beanie.

"wait what were we supposed to be doing again?" Ashley asked her sister.

"What?" Beth replied.

"Why are we in Amity Park?" Ashley said. "Pride wanted us to do something. But what was it?"

"I know what I wanna do man." Beth said pulling a joint from her pocket.

"I'm surprised human drugs even work on you." Ashley said.

"If I smoke enough of it, they do." Beth replied, then she started to giggle.

"I don't get it." Ashley said, confused. "Like, what's so funny?"

"Everything man." Beth said. "Hey look, that place over there is called Nasty Burger, who would want to eat at a place called Nasty Burger."

"Humans I guess." Ashley said.

"No, you know who would eat there" Beth said, taking a hit of her joint, "Gluttony. Oh wait, what are we calling her now? Amy?'

"She's our sister, Sloth. Be nice!" Ashley said.

"Humans have fucking weird names." Beth giggled.

"I'm sure our names are weird to them." Ashley pointed out. "I mean we are named after sins. That's kind of weird."

"Yeah our names mean something." Beth said. "Lust, Sloth. Those names mean something. What the fuck is an Ashley? Or a Beth?"

"Well those are just what humans call themselves." Ashley said.

"Oh, come on "Ashley"" Beth said with air quotes. "Why are you getting so defensive. We're demons, you're the embodiment of Lust, not love."

"Yeah well." Ashley said. "Do you ever feel like we could be like more than just what our names suggest? Like maybe I don't want to spend eternity, like banging every living thing in existence. Maybe I want to have a REAL relationship with somebody. Maybe like, Gluttony can go on a diet, Wrath can take anger management classes, Pride could learn to be a little humbler, and maybe YOU could get out more."

"That's dangerous thinking there, Lust." Beth said. "Now come on, we have a job to do."

"Which is?" Ashley asked.

Sloth thought for a second. "Oh yeah. We need to seduce that fat ass at Fenton Labs to open the first seal."

"We're cutting open a seal?!?!" Lust said. "I know we're demons, but that's just mean."

"Not seal as in the animal." Sloth said. "We're opening the portal to the ghost zone, to let Lucifer out."

"Oh." Lust said.

...

Jack Fenton a large man obsessed with ghosts answered the doorbell to two lovely young ladies.

"And how may I help you two lovely young ladies?" Jack said.

"We're selling candy bars for, um..." Ashley said.

"A school fundraiser." Beth said. "We're from Danny Phantom University."

"Hey that place was named after my son!" Jack said with a smile

"Oh, I know." Ashley said. "And it's an honor to finally have Danny at the um..."
"Collage." Beth reminder her sister.

"And how is my boy fairing?" Jack said. "It's not every parent who can say their son is an actual superhero."

"Yes, he is a very handsome young man." Ashley said in a sexy voice as she traced her hand down her own body, "can we come in?"

"Uh where are those candy bars you girls mentioned?" Jack asked.

Beth pulled out a box of candy bars.

"Now you're talkin'!" Jack said. "Come on in!"

Beth immediately found the couch and plopped down in it head first. The girl immediately started to snore.

"So, is it true?" Ashley asked.

"Is what true?" Jack asked.

"That this house is like, the location of the infamous ghost portal?" Ashley asked.

"Why yes, it is." Jack said proudly. "But it hasn't been open in years"

"May I see it?" Ashley asked.

"Uh Dad." Jazz, who had graduated Collage the previous year interrupted. "I don't think that would be a good idea."

"Oh, come on Jacky boy." Ashley said. "Just one little peak. Just so I can tell all my friends how cool you are."

"Well why didn't you say so?" Jack said with glee. "Right this way."

Jazz facepalmed.

...

"Alright here she is." Jack said. "The infamous ghost portal. The gateway between this world and the next."

The ghost portal was sealed shut and full of dust.

"For some reason the doors no longer work." Jack said. "no matter how many times I press the open button, the door stays shut."

"That's because the angels sealed it off, so my master couldn't get out." Ashley said.

"Excuse me." Jack said.

Ashley turned to Jack, with a dark look on her face. "Do you believe in God, Mr. Fenton?"

"I uh... I guess so." Jack said, confused.

"Then I guess you believe in the Devil too." Ashley said.

"I suppose." Jack said.

"You know we have another name for The Ghost Zone." Ashley said. "We call it, Purgatory. Or at least we did before we took it over. Now it's just another territory of Hell. And when we took over all the ghosts in the "Ghost Zone" were sucked into Hell."

"Geez, that's dark." Jack said.

Ashley turned to face the ghost portal. She made a ripping motion with her hand, and the door ripped of the hinges. What was once a swirling green portal, was now a wall of blinding white light.

"I knew it!" Jack said. "You're a ghost!"

Ashley swung her hand toward Jack, and Jack was blasted against the wall behind him. "Don't be stupid, I'm no ghost, I'm a demon!"

"A demon!" Jack said. "Does your friend know?"

Then Beth appeared in the basement.

"Of course." Beth smirked. "I'm a demon too. My real name is Sloth."

"I'm Lust." Ashley said.

"The 7 deadly sins!" Jack said. "I knew this day would come. That light is one of the seven seals of Armageddon isn't it?"

"Smarter than you look." Sloth said. She handed Lust a golden key. "Oh Lust, why don't you be a dear and open the door for our guest of honor."

Lust took the key and headed toward the portal.

"Figures you wouldn't do it yourself." Jack said, getting back on his feet. "You're Sloth, your nothing but laziness."

"You really think you can hurt me with your words human." Sloth said.

Lust touched the key to the wall of light.

"You wouldn't believe how hard it was to get that key." Sloth said. "We had to burn down a church in France just to get it."

The wall of light dissolved revealing something out of a nightmare.

What was once the ghost portal was now a tunnel lined in burning flesh and filled with hellish red light. Screams of pain and agony emanated from within.

"So that's Hell." Jack said. "You'll never win you know. You, the Devil, and all your kind will be cast into the lake of fire. Good will triumph over evil."

"Is that what you believe old man?" Sloth smirked.

"It's what I know." Jack said.

A ball of light and fire raced from Hell to the portal.

"Jack." Lust turned her attention to Jack. The evil look in her eyes was now replaced by a look of concern. "Get your family, get your loved ones, get anyone you care about, and go as far away from here as you can."

"Why do you care all of a sudden?" Sloth asked.

"Please Jack." Lust begged. "Sloth and I are demons, so we'll be fine. But any humans around here, will be incinerated in the wake of the great dark one."

"Eh, I'm with Sloth on this one." Jack said. "Why do you care what happens to me?"

"FOR FUCK SAKE JACK!" Lust snapped. "DOES THAT MATTER? JUST GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE OR YOU'LL FUCKING DIE!!!!!!!!"

Jack ran upstairs. The light from the portal grew more and more intense as the Devil drew near.

"What's going on with you?" Sloth asked.

"He's perhaps one of this worlds greatest minds." Lust replied. "Just didn't feel right to let him die here."

"Him? One of the greatest minds of the world?" Sloth said. "And I thought I was high."

"He figured out how to open a portal into the after-life." Lust said. "No other human in history could do that."

"HEY!" Jazz walked into the room holding the Fenton peeler. A device designed to slice ghosts to pieces. She pressed a button on the Fenton Peeler and anti-ghost armor covered her body. "I don't know what you two are planning, but it stops... wait has the ghost portal always looked that terrifying?"

A wall of light and energy blasted out of the portal nailing Jazz in the face.

Jack and Maddie ran out of the house just before it exploded.

"Jack, where's Jazz?" Maddie asked.

"JAZZ!" Jack yelled.