Ok, I know I have a lot of other stories I'm working on, but I came up with another last night. I get most of my ideas at night…it's just weird. But here is yet another story.

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Danny opened his eyes to what should be his bedroom. But the sun wasn't shining through the window into his eyes, and his alarm clock wasn't buzzing. Something was wrong and this caused Danny to wake up alert and ready for anything.

His surroundings were dark and musty. He was in a castle; a dungeon or basement of a castle.

He tried to get up but he realized he was strapped down to a table. There were three glowing green straps, one over his chest and upper arms, and another over his stomach, the last over his legs. He struggled to free himself, but it was useless.

"Danny?" he turned his head to see Jazz. She was being held by multiple ropes in a vertical position. She looked extremely uncomfortable and her face held an expression of worry and concern. In front of her was a half of a metal plated tight fighting battle suit. The other half was behind her. It looked like it was just Jazz's size and it looked powerful…too powerful.

"Jazz?" Danny tried to get free again.

"Danny? What's going on? Last I remember I was in bed," Jazz said.

"Yeah, me too," Danny yelled out in anger at his futile attempts to escape.

Suddenly an eerie laugh filled the room.

"What was that?" Jazz shifted nervously.

"Vlad," Danny muttered under his breath, "What do you want, Vlad?" he yelled into the darkness.

"You already know what I want, boy," Vlad came out of the shadows and smiled evilly at the two teens. He was in human form and he was well pleased with himself, "You two don't know have heavy you really sleep. It was a snap getting you over here."

"What do you want?" Danny repeated his earlier question, his eyes flashing green, "and why did you bring Jazz?"

"The last time I got you two to fight I was completely humiliated. I will get you and your mother Daniel. And know I'd like to have your entire family (Not including Jack) even you Jasmine," He pointed at Jazz. One way do that is to make you two kids fight. One or both of you will be hurt enough for me to have to call your mother and send her over, thus leading her to me," He smiled.

"But if you call Mom, she'll know you kidnapped us," Danny grinned at this thought. He was sure he had stumped Vlad.

But Vlad simply laughed, "Ah, foolish boy, I already have that under control," he faded back into the shadows.

'I'm goin-" Danny started his battle cry, but was cut off by Vlad.

"Oh and if you transform, this," he hooked a belt unto Danny's waist. It had a long tube in the center, leading up to the suit in front of Jazz, "Will use that energy to give me the power to control your sister."

"What!" Jazz screamed. Danny could have sworn she sounded just like her mom, "You can't do that!"

"Actually I can. That suit in front of you will hook into your nervous and circulatory system, thus causing you to do whatever I say. But, it won't be me fighting Daniel. It will be you. This suit will search your mind for past thoughts. Every evil thought you had about young Daniel will become reality, and every bad thing you wanted to do to him when you were bad will to," Vlad's menacing laugh rang out.

"This shouldn't be too hard. If I just don't transform, nothing will happen, right?" Danny thought.

"I know now, though, that you will not transform, Daniel, so I made this," He held up a small metal devise that looked about the size of Danny's chest. He hooked it unto Danny's small torso and flicked on a switch. A yellow glow emitted from the devise and something penetrated into Danny's chest, causing him to yell.

"This devise will force you to transform, because it only affects humans. If you transform you will no longer have to bear it," Vlad waited patiently for Danny's turning points.

Danny stopped screaming as he felt his throat close up. He couldn't breath! This machine was messing with his lungs.

"Don't transform! It'll only be worse if you do. Don't transform!" Danny tried his best to keep his thinking straight as oxygen failed to reach it.

"Danny!" Jazz swayed on the ropes holding her up, "Vlad, stop! Please!"

Vlad ignored her and continued to stare at Danny. Danny began to gasp for breath; his world began to blur.

"Danny, you have to transform! Please, I promise, I won't hurt you! Danny, Please!" Jazz begged. She couldn't see her brother like this.

"No…I…can't," Danny tried to say. But suddenly he felt as though he had lost control as his body transformed. The ring appeared and traveled up his body, but Danny felt no new strength as the energy traveled up the tube and powered up the battle suit in front of Jazz. It glowed a bright orange and then lurched towards Jazz. The front piece attached to Jazz's front the back well, to her back. A see though bubble helmet appeared around her head, finishing the suit. It looked a lot light Valerie's accept it was silver and looked much stronger. Jazz looked at her fingers; they were razor sharp and looked like they could cut through anything. Her strength had tripled and she felt much stronger than usual. Although, she liked the suit, she knew it wouldn't last long. She looked at her brother below her.

Danny was in ghost mode; his eyes clenched shut. He looked weak as he desperately tried to regain his breath. But then he opened his bright green eyes and looked into Jazz's turquoise ones. He mouthed the words, "Promised," as Vlad began to laugh.

Vlad held a small remote with a tiny speaker in the center above a small red button. He held the remote up to his lips and said, "Break free," into the speaker. Immediately Jazz tore down the ropes holding her up and fell to the ground. Vlad then spoke the word, "Stay," into the speaker. Jazz tried to run to Danny, put she stayed glued to the ground.

Vlad walked up to Danny and undid the straps. He put a pair of glowing green cuffs on his arms and legs so he couldn't escape. But Danny had no intention of doing so. Jazz's suit had sucked out his energy and he could barely move. He had to rest while his body regained its strength.

Vlad hooked a rope to the cuffs on Danny's arms. He yanked on the rope causing Danny to fall off the table and land on the floor with a thud. He weakly stood up, but fell back down as Vlad began to drag him along a hallway in the back of the room.

"Follow," Vlad said into the remote. Jazz had nothing to do but obey. Danny refused to go and pull back on the rope holding him. Vlad in turn, pulled harder, but Danny refused to move. Vlad pulled something out from his pocket and pushed a small button on it. It extended into a long whip. He snapped it across Danny's back, causing him to scream, fall to the ground in pain.

"Danny!" Jazz screamed as she saw Danny fall, "Vlad stop!"

"Be quiet, Jasmine. I now full well what I'm doing," Vlad glared at her, "Daniel, if you refuse to come this whip will be the last thing you see1"

Danny had no choice but to keep walking. He hated whips, but only Jazz knew about that fear.

They finally reached the end of the hall. It led to the football field, where he last forced them to fight. Vlad pressed a button on the wall, closing up the hall they had just left so they couldn't go back. He through Danny in the middle of the field and released the cuffs. Jazz was also forced to stand in the center of the field, next to Danny. Vlad mad his way to the grandstand.

"Danny? Are you okay?" Jazz kneeled down next to her brother. He was on all fours and was wincing with pain and lack of strength.

"Jazz, you promised you wouldn't hurt me," he reminded her. They both knew Danny was in no state to fight right now and Jazz would surly win. Jazz nodded.

Vlad's face appeared on the big screen and he joyfully said, "Begin."

Jazz's suit powered up as Vlad told it too, "Battle Mode enhanced. Now fully functional," said a robotic female voice. Danny looked up at his sister.

Her metal covered claw of a hand picked Danny up and threw him against the ghost shield, shocking him. He slumped to the ground and looked at Jazz who was coming up to him. The suit seemed to look angry, but Jazz looked worried and afraid.

"Jazz?" Danny said, looking at her.

"Danny! Run! I'm not in control Danny! RUN!" Jazz yelled warnings to her brother. I'm this state; she was much stronger than Danny. She had no control over her destructive suit and she was going to kill her own baby brother.