Technus reached out for a broken cell phone he found earlier in the ghost zone. Technology like this was hard to come by thanks to Walker and his rules. He delicately placed the cell phone on a pile of junk.
"One last piece…."
He waved his hand over the pile of scraps causing the pile to illuminate a soft green. The scraps shook and slowly morphed together to form the start of his master plan. The pieces shook, finishing a large canon.
"…and my weapon is complete! The ghost boy will never see it coming when I, Technus, surprise him with this!" The man threw back his head in laughter, crying out sobs of madness. Overjoyed with his newest installment of his plan, he rushed to the cannon with an attempt to pick it up and race it to the human world. Technus wrapped his arms around the weapon and pulled. The machine creaked and groaned, threatening to break under the stress. The ghost stepped away reluctantly, not wanting his masterpiece of a weapon to collapse.
"Maybe I should make this a more portable weapon of destruction." The ghost pondered.
While considering his new dilemma, in the corner of his eye he caught the sight of a bright glow. An energy beam blast through the wall, crumbling it. Leaving a giant gap in the wall's side. Technus quickly whipped his head around to see a black gloved hand reach out at him, pinning him against the wall. He opened his eyes to see a white haired ghost restraining him.
"What is a half breed like you pinning me, Technus the master of Technology, against a-"
His speech ended short when a hand flew to his throat to cut him off.
"Listen I don't have time to hear your annoying life story and plans. I came here with a proposition."
The technology ghost questioned his motives. Vlad wasn't one to come to any random ghost out of nowhere. He was dangerous and had his motives.
"I have no need of your assistance. I have my own plans of destruction." Technus exclaimed while trying to pry out of Vlad's grip.
Vlad eyed Technus. He pointed a single finger at the newly built cannon, firing a strong ray at it. It only lasted seconds before bursting into a thousand pieces of metal. Technus gasped as fragments of the canon rained around them. Weeks of collecting technology all gone to waste in just a few simple seconds. This brought his scheme back to square one.
"It seems your plans burst into flames." The ghost said almost sympathetically. "I can help you, but if you need a little more persuading…" He aimed another finger towards a mound of metal, threatening to blast it too.
"Fine! What do you want?" he yelled, not wanting Plasmius to blow up his entire stock of technology.
Vlad's lips curled into a grin, "Good. Now you're listening."
The chalk screeched against the board, making a loud protest with every word it wrote. Mr. Lancer looked up from his textbook as he finished up his lecture. "Any questions?" he ended his lesson with. The teacher scanned the room for any hands up; naturally no one raised their hands. His eyes settled on a student who had decided to fall asleep during today's class.
"Mr. Fenton!"
The student's eyes shot open to see the teacher looming over him. His eyes drifted over to Tucker and Sam, who were silently sitting there watching the scene play out.
"Mr. Fenton." The teacher said, this time more calmly. "Do you have anything to add?"
He opened his mouth to respond when vapor escaped from his mouth.
Ghost sense? Now of all times?
He scanned the room for any sign of a ghost. Nothing.
"No comment?" Mr. Lancer sighed. "Then please refrain yourself from drifting off in my class next time." He finished as the bell rang, sounding the end of class.
"What was that about?" Sam said, referring to the ghost sense incident, as they walked along the halls of the high school.
"I'm not sure. I looked around and didn't see anything. Even when we got out of the class room there was nothing."
"Do you think the ghost was intangible at the time?" Tucker commented.
"I…. I'm not sure. It's strange." Danny sighed. "There wasn't anything there. I'm sure of it."
Author's Note: Thanks for reading this far! I plan on continuing this story in the following months or however long it takes me to finish this.
There might be some mistakes; I'm a little horrible at spotting those. Hopefully I did a good enough job this time though. By the way, It's rated M for what I have planned in the upcoming chapters. So get ready for some gore~!
Danny Phantom © Butch Hartman/Nickelodeon
