(I'm back! Well, this is just the beginning of the story so bare with me- it may be quite boring, but it will get more interesting, I promise! Disclaimer- I don't own Danny Phantom!)

"Sam…?"

Sam tried her best to ignore the voice and continued to run through the dark streets, weaving around walls and finding herself travelling deeper and deeper into the maze of buildings and becoming more lost by the second.

"Sa-am…?" came the deep growl again, mocking her in a singsong voice.

He was close, and she was running out of energy. She knew if she was to keep going, he would catch her; that if she was to stop and hide, he would find her. Her outcome was inevitable. She opted to keep running, then maybe, just maybe, she'd lose him. But the back of her mind told her it was useless, that he would just faze through the walls anyway.

She turned left, then right, then took another right as she heard him catching up with her. Pushing herself forward, she took a left and found it was a dead end.

"No…" she breathed in fright as she looked for somewhere to hide.

"Sam-my," growled the voice again, more smug than usual as he neared the area.

She gasped and ran forward, slamming her shoulder hard into the wall, as if attempting to break through it. She pressed her hands against it to find a weak spot or an area able to climb up, but it was useless. She wrapped her hands around her waist and let out a sob as she pushed herself into one of the corners in defeat.

She watched as a ghostly hand appeared on the wall opposite her before it pulled the rest of the body around the corner. His eyes were glowing red and he wore an evil toothy smile. His silver hair was blazing behind him and he was hovering 2 inches above the ground.

"Found you!" he whispered darkly, his smile never faltering.

He watched her close her eyes painfully and slide down the wall making contact with the ground- her arms hugging her legs in fright as a lone tear ran down her cheek. He let his arm drop to his side as he floated up to her, smirking. Sam shivered as he approached and exhaled deeply, the sigh quivering slightly. He stopped a foot from her, towering over her as an ectoblast formed in his hand.

"Just get it over with Danny," she whispered sadly in defeat.

"Yes ma'am…" he growled before firing the ectoblast straight at her.

Sam sat up on her bed, breathing heavily with fright to see it was already morning. She sat in her position for a minute; allowing herself to catch her breath and calm down.

"It was just a dream," she whispered reassuringly to herself.

Sighing, she rubbed her eyes and checked the time. Her digital clock flashed 8:00. She groaned before sitting up on her bed, getting to her feet and stretching. She yawned and walked over to her windowsill, taking a seat and looking out at the busy world go about their business. She could hear the humming of cars against the wind drive past her house. It was a calming sound, a relaxing sound. In the background she could hear the songs of the birds from their trees. The faint barking of a neighbour's dog could also be heard, but it was soon silenced.

'Perhaps the owner brought it inside,' she thought to herself.

This pleased her 1) because she liked the thought of an animal being treated with love, care, and respect, and 2) she liked the thought that someone in this world was considerate of others. A small smile spread across her lips as she thought of this wonderful, caring person.

The noise of the cars were getting louder as Amity began to wake up to breathe the new day. It was a pleasant day at that. The sun was shinning down on the streets, drowning the paths in sunlight and washing over the pedestrians. She could see the distinct outline of the shadows of her house due to the intensity of the sun. It was cold, but not too cold. The day seemed almost…perfect.

"Urgh, I hate mornings!" she whispered aloud to herself in disgust.

Despite the beauty of the morning, Sam hated the sun with a passion. The only thing that made her put up with the sun was the fact that plants needed it to photosynthesis so they could produce food. With this in mind, she pulled herself away from her comfortable position and walked to her bathroom. Despite the fact the sun was lighting the whole room, it remained a dark and gloomy area, for the whole room was in black. The sink was black, the floors were black, the walls, ceiling, shower; everything was in black, even the toilet! The only colour in the room was that of the world outside that she could see through a translucent window. Sam sighed and quickly got washed and ready for another day. She picked out her favourite clothes and put them on, along with her black combat boots. She brushed her raven black hair and tied it loosely back with a green elastic, like she always did. She applied her traditional purple lipstick to match her top and took a quick look at herself in the mirror.

'Hey Sam,' she thought sadly, 'ready for another day…'

Sam stuck her head slowly out of her room to detect any signs of life. All other rooms were closed; informing her, her parents were still asleep.

'Excellent!' she thought wickedly to herself.

Suddenly, she heard the movement of an unknown object downstairs.

'Probably the maids,' she assumed.

She gently eased her way out of her room and down the stairs so as not to disturb those who were still asleep. (I wonder why!) Her hand moved down the smooth wood of the banister as she tiptoed down the carpeted floor. Despite this, creaks could be faintly heard from under her, informing the person in the kitchen that someone was approaching. Once down the stairs, Sam made her way to the kitchen. The sunlight was streaming in through the windows, creating a homely atmosphere about the room. The kettle was whistling softly as stream escaped through its mouth. The steam rose up past a wooden cupboard that hung on the wall above kettle. Condensation had appeared on the cupboard door and was now running down the panel. The faint sound of birds arguing could still be heard in the distance, but apart from that, there was a great calm. Nothing stirred; the kettle had stopped boiling and cars could no longer be heard, even the wind had stopped blowing. There was an eerie feeling around her as she realised no one was there but her- she was alone. But she had heard someone or something down here…hadn't she?

Suddenly she felt a pain shoot up her leg as something hit her from behind.

"AAARRRGGGHHH!" she screamed in terror, surprise and slight pain!

(Well I hope you enjoyed the first, introductory chapter! I swear it will get longer! Read and Review please!)