don’t hear from you, I can promise you the papers will hear about you.” with that Slade turned and walked away, leaving Rebecca speechless at this threat.

“Shade please don’t hate me for this.” with that Rebecca sat down and started to sob slightly as she covered her face in her hands. “Please forgive me.” As the time passed Rebecca found her self looking over an album of pictures of Baloo and her higher for hire family, so many smiling faces, and then as she reached the end of it she found news paper clippings from stories of the Ghost. As she looked over them she closed the book not knowing what to do anymore, she didn’t want to betray Shade, but if she didn’t do as Slade ordered then she would loose her family. A few hours later as officer Slade walked down street to a small fair like section, he smiled slightly as he heard a man calling out for a tunnel of terror ride.

“I’ll take one.” Slade said, as he walked up the steps and looked at the man.

“Oh of course sir right this way.” with that the man watched as Officer Slade got into the car and watched as it started to role away. On the outside everything seemed normal, on the inside how ever Slade smiled as the car stopped just out of view, and Slade got out to enter into a secret room where he found several men sitting.

“Oh no the cops we better give up.”

“Shut up Weazell.” Slade said, as he slapped Weazell upside the head.

“Alright Slade so what’s the word?” a gruff looking Dingo asked as he looked at Slade.

“Well Ms. Cunningham is still on the fence about helping the police capture the ghost, but then again once I started to threaten to take her kids away the fool agreed, and the best thing is everyone is the police station thinks she’s doing it to help us capture him.”

“That’s good, but you still haven’t captured him, he’s still out there messing up are plans for taking over this city.”

“Don’t worry it’s only a matter of time before that fool comes to the dame’s rescue and get’s caught.” in a flash the head of the table got up grabbed Slade by his shirt and slammed him to the table.

“THAT FOOL TOOK DOWN ARE DRUG RING!! THAT FOOL OUT SMARTED AND KILLED MY SON!! SO BEFORE YOU START TO UNDER ESTIMATE THAT FOOL AGAIN, DON’T FORGET THAT HE’S ALREADY CRUSH ONE OF ARE PLANS, SENT ONE OF ARES TO A MENTAL WARD, AND KILLED ANOTHER!” with that the leader of the group let Slade go letting the Bore stand up gasping for air, as he felt drops of blood where his boss had dug his claws in. “I want you all to listen, and listen good, we are no longer going to underestimate this Ghost person, before we believed him to be some masked nut running around, making it a little harder for us to ruff up a few people, when he started to work with the cops, he became a little more dangerous but still we believed him to be nothing more then a pain in are sides. But as he slowly started to take apart my Son’s drug ring we’ve learned that he’s not just some nut but a viable threat to all are plans, and until we find away to take that pest down we have to put all are focus on him, and find away to destroy him.”

“Well that’s hard when a lot of the lower class still sing his praises, didn’t you hear what happened last night, he saved a baby from a burning building and the residents of that building held off the cops and the fire fighters so he could get away.” Slade informed his boss only to cower slightly as the dingo shot him a cruel glare.

“So what you’re saying is the first thing we need to do is destroy his image, destroy what the people love, and get them to turn against the Ghost.” with that everyone around the table started to node. “Then that’s just what we’re going to do, send out the word to every low life in the city, and tell them that we’re going to take down the Ghost and they can pick up a bit of cash on the way with out getting into trouble, because the Ghost is going to be taking all the blame, Slade you’ll see to that.” the following weeks a new crime wave seem to hit the city like a storm. Banks, businesses, muggings, arson, grand theft, and more. News papers flew off the stands, the radios all over the city seem to ring out as the crime wave kept climbing at the scene of every crime was the Ghost committing the crime, and as the people started to rise up in arms demanding the mayor do something, the chief couldn’t say anything to defend Shade, he knew that there was no way that one person could be pulling off so many crimes, not in one night, and as the new mayoral election slowly started to come up, an unknown candidate, by the name of Achimedes Volentes, threw his hat into the race. He swore to rid the city of the Ghost once and for all, and almost over night this new comer to mayor election became a shoe in for mayor, both with the people that believed the story of the ghost becoming a criminal, as well as the protestors that hated Shade before he was even wanted by the police.

Weeks went by and Shade found his work harder and harder, as more and more people seem to be on the hunt for the ghost. Everyday as Shade returned to his lair with no luck in stopping the imposters he only turned on the radio and listened to the broadcast on the crimes that they had some how managed to do under his nose while he tried and worked out before going to bed. It wasn’t until the 16th night that things changed for the better.

“I know what their doing.” Shade said, as he stood on a roof top and let the rain wash over him, his eyes fixed on the city below. “Destroy the foundation of a building and it will fall, destroy the peoples faith in me, turn them against me and it will only be a matter of time before I am captured.” Just then Shade’s eyes caught something funny in the Shadows, a pair of Ghost, sneaking out of the museum, caring bags of loot. “Interesting with that Shade kept to the shadows and smiled as he was slowly lead to a building where he watched a lot of Ghost running in an out, or in some cases drive in an out. As he was about to make his move he stopped as he watched a cop car pull up to the building, as he observed officer Slade stepping out of the vehicle he watched closely at what was going on, after a few minutes Slade came out of the building pocketing a role of cash. “Interesting, I wonder if Baldwin knows that he still has some crooked cops on his beat?” Shade was shaken from his observation as a bullet barely missed him as he made a run for it several more shots where fires and just barely missed him. As he ran for it he knew he wouldn’t be able to return that night. As the night turned to day the list of crimes preformed by the ghost came out Rebecca shook her head as she tossed the paper into the trash.

“How can people be so blind.” Rebecca asked, as she listened to the radio as the news report started and listened to how the people had started to turn on Shade again. “It’s happening all over again, can’t they see that it’s just people trashing his reputation.” Rebecca couldn’t focus on her work as she looked up to the ceiling knowing that she had put a grey windsock up at the beginning of everything, and Shade hadn’t come like he had promised her would, had something happened to him, was the reason that he hadn’t stopped this new crime ring because he wasn’t able to anymore, had his luck ran out and was he laying somewhere in a ditch, or shallow grave. As these nightmarish images started to haunt her imagination, another thing that she found strange was that Officer Slade hadn’t come around and threatened her since this had all started. Something was seriously wrong and she couldn’t take the stress anymore. As she heard the Sea Duck pulling in she smiled, she knew how she could find out the truth, but didn’t know if she really wanted to know it. As both Kit and Baloo walked in both looked rather somber, as they looked at Rebecca. “So I take it you heard the news.”

“It isn’t right Beckers that boy has done so much for this city and people are turning on him like rabid dogs.” Baloo said, as he took his hat of his head and started to crush it in his hands. “Have you.” Baloo didn’t finish what he was asking as Rebecca shook her head. “If I find out these low life scum did something to that boy and are destroying his image, I’ll.” Baloo stopped when he felt Kit put a hand on his arm, and then looked at Rebecca as Kit motioned to her, she was already starting to get upset at the thought. “But then again it’s Shade, that boy can take care of him self, he’s been doing it for a while.” Rebecca nodded and smiled slightly knowing that Baloo was just trying to spare her feelings.

“That’s actually something I need to talk to Kit about.”

“Me?” kit was shocked as he looked at Rebecca.

“You’ve been to his home Kit, I was hopping that maybe you could show me the way there?”

“I was blindfolded when he lead me there and I spent hours trying to find my way back when he sent me away I don’t even know if I could find it again.” with that Rebecca nodded and smiled slightly as she walked up and knelt down to Kit.

“Please Kit, do it for me.” Kit looked at Rebecca and could tell that this meant a lot to her, he also knew that since Shade had stopped coming around she had grown more and more worried about his well being, and her fears had slowly gotten worst after she