Okay, I notice that Danny is either yaoi or with Sam, and since I don't like Sam or the fact that he is yaoi (I have nothing against gays.) I decided that I will put my character with him.

I got this story inspiration by listen to a song call "Herr Drosselmeyer Doll" by Abney Park. Give it a listen and maybe you might get a new story idea.

Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom. If I did Sam would be a little bit prettier and Danny would be with someone else. I just own my character.

Enjoy.

Deep in the ghost zone, a certain villain flew quickly through the green atmosphere and passes through the strange purple doors but there's was one that he was searching for. A certain one that cannot be missed. A door that he must enter and retrieve the key to make his plan into a success. He knew most of the ghost villain men would be there and try to get it as well, so he must do want he must to have it in his possession.

'Ah there it is.' A sly smirk formed on his pale face. His red eyes gaze on the grey door with a lot of clockwork still turning as if it was working a clock. His hand grab on the door knob and he open the door and he went inside ready to buy his auction. He sat on the black elegant chair by a lovely dark table, he looked around the room and he notice he was right a lot of the villain men were here to buy the auction that is only available once the owner dies that owned that the item is returned to this strange place. This idem is the most desired not only is it the only one made but it's the most powerful weapon in the ghost zone. And most of the human organization wants it too.

The lights slowly turned off that the room was pitch black and one spot light turn on to the Auctioneer. This is what he waited patiently for. He waited most his life this event. The Auctioneer coy smiled turned into a twisted madman. Like the cherisher cat twisted grin. His top hat tilted up and his dark cloths nicely done as a young gentleman. The circus music turned on as well the stage lights went on."Gentlemen welcome back. I know you were all waiting for the old bat to die to have this lovely creature in your possession."

Then the red curtain went up and there on the floor with white laces and silk was a young girl no older than 16. Everyone in the room went almost into chaos and awed at the beautiful young girl. Murmurs and questions flooded the room. But Vald Maters stood quiet waiting for the Auction price. He stared at her pitiful form on the floor. She was sitting on her knees, her shoes were white ballet pointers and her blue orbs stared at the floor with an emotionless face. she looked like a doll. The men couldn't really see her face because most of it was hidden away by her long way brown hair that spread on the floor. Her white silky dress that hugged her body so nicely laces were here and there on the dress and a lacy bow was tied on her hair. Chains were locked on both of her wrist on and a large one around her neck.

"I thought we are here for a weapon not a useless HUMAN GIRL!" Skulker Yelled angrily. Everyone yelled in agreement. The Auctioneer only smiled even more.

"Gentlemen, this fallen angel is the illegitimate daughter of art and science. A modern marvel of engineering, clockworks elevated to the very natural process which even now is in your blood, racing, your eyes flashing at such irreproachable beauty." He walked to the young girl and lifted her face to show everyone to what he was talking about. Every one awed and cooed at her beauty as she stared at the nothing of the darkness. The Auctioneer grabbed her hair and ran his finger through it. Playing with her hair as he continued.

"I stand before you as her father. Sprung fully-formed from my brow, dewy and sweet; she can be yours and yours again, for her flesh is the incorruptible pale to be excused from the wages of sin. She is not human. She was clearly made for other uses; she was the last of her real father's creation before he passed away. Her name is—"

The other men were not fully convince, she just looked like another human teenage girl that looked to fragile to battle anything.

"If she is such a powerful weapon then why don't you prove it?" one the ghost man said. The Auction man only smirked, he dropped her hair and picked her limp arm and pointed towards the man who still didn't believe that she was the weapon everyone craved for.

"Can you demonstrate yourself to that man, sweetheart?" the young girl only nodded and she only pointed one finger and the string of white light went hurling at him. His eyes widen in shock, he tired to dodge it but the string wrapped tightly around his neck. He gasped tried to break free for the white string that choked him, she closed her finger a little and the string around his neck tightens than possible. And blood started to come out from the forming wound, everyone back away from him and stared at the young girl in shock and some in fear. The auctioneer placed a hand on her telling her to stop now.

"My love, you can stop now. If you kill him now he would never be able to buy you."

The white string disappeared and put her arm down to her sides. The ghost man inhaled as much air as he possibly could. He went back to his seat and still coughing violently, till they died down the room went quiet and the auction man twisted smiled return to his handsome young face.

"Do I hear the first Bid at 50 thousand?" And chaos fell into the room. Yells and scream of price numbers.

"55!"

"No, 60!"

"75!"

"80!"

"100!"

"120 thousand!" her delicate head tiled to a side and more numbers came in.

"20 million!" one fat man yelled, he wore furs and a lot of jewelry around his neck and on his fat stubby fingers. No one said anything after that. The auctioneer smirked.

"I hear 20 million, any other further bids? NO? I hear nobody, then 20 million… "And just as was about to slam his black hammed on his podium and another yell was hear and not even the greedy fat man protest at the number.

"120 million dollars… all in cash!" Vald Masters yelled. Everyone in the room gasp. The girl was unimpressed and still wore that same emotionless expression.

"Sold to the middle age man, come and claim your prize sir!" And with a snap of his

Finger the chains snapped off and she was released and walked towards her new owner. Everyone awed and she kneeled down on her knees and gently grabbed his hand and brought it to her pink lushes' lips and she kissed his knuckle sweetly making the 40 year old man blush which he never blushed in years since he lost love of his life.

Then she spoke.

"It will be a pleasure to serve you master. Please call me Ruu…" Vald only smirked.

(A.N. it is just the name I really like so don't think it's Rue from princess tutu.)

Vald placed his sleeping new adoptive daughter on the large queen size bed. She sighed in contentment and turned the other way. Vald smiled and he tucked her in, placing the white comforter on top of her. His hand brushed against her rosy pale cheek. 'She is amazingly soft. It's almost too soft.' He placed his hand on her cheek put stop himself.

'She is a doll, a weapon, nothing more. So don't get caught up in the moment Vald!" he scolded at himself.

'It's a good thing to, a doll cannot feel, which means my plan will become a success.'

He left the room and gently closed the door behind him, carefully so she doesn't wake up.

No mater how beautiful the girl is, he will always still love Maddy.

Yes it was short, but that how much I thought about it, my imagination is running low so I have recharge up. Send me a review on what you think.

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