Danny Phantom copyright Butch Hartman/Nickelodeon
a door opens, and in walked a young teenage boy.
he had black spikey hair, violet eyes and, wore a distictive green-and-gold t-shirt and baggy blue jeans
he had a very glum look on his face.
"you..w-wanted to see me?"
an older teenage girl with long, strawberry red hair looked at him.
"yes, Vince..Please: take a seat." said Jazz Fenton
Vince exhaled as he walked over to the only seat in the room: a lounge chair.
and, due to Jazz sitting on a regular chair (and, holding a notebook and pencil)
he could only assume Jazz didn't just call him to just "talk"
"We gonna play "Psycho-Therapy", now?"
"there is no "Play" about it." said Jazz, her tone stern and serious
"it's been over a week, and you STILL haven't recovered.
Now, it is clear that "recent events" are still troubling you.
and, as nothing Danielle has done or said has any effect on improving your behavior..it is MY TURN."
Vince eyed the seventeen year old.
"So, you're going to be my Psycologist?
don't you need some kind of college degree for that sorta thing?!"
"This is THERAPY, Vince.
and, I think I know enough to be an expert (in fact, i am over qualifi-)"
Vince exhaled as he rubbed his eyes.
"people always say that you're a 'nosey know-it-all'
but, i never thought that-"
"MY Behavior is irrelevant!" snapped Jazz, suddenly
"Ever since Mom and Dad revealed that Vlad Masters was your uncle you've been stuck in a slump of Depressive and Self-Loathing.
Now, against my better judgement..I gave you your space.
gave you plenty of time to come to terms with this knowledge, and deal with it yourself.
BUT, you've had more than enough time to recover.
and, the fact that you haven't made any progress has forced me to take matters into my own hands."
Vince eyed Jazz.
"You think this is something that I can 'Get Over' just like that!?" snapped Vince
"people can get over alot of things, Jazz.
their favorite sport's team losing, a storm deplaying an important event..
even a car breaking down in the middle of a freeway during rush hour!"
Vince's eyes then became moist and wet.
"but, f-finding out..that you are a blood relative to a Supervillain.
a "Man" who decieved, manipulated and later TORTURED and Trie to Kill the one you love the most.."
Vince looked at Jazz.
"THAT..that isn't something that you just forget about overnight."
"I didn't say "Forget", Vince..I dodn't expect you to.
but, there are better ways to handle trauma than just being depressed all the time."
Vince looked away, a frown frozen on his face.
"Vince, PLEASE.."
Vince looked at Jazz, again.
"..Let me help you." repeated Jazz
"I'm not just here as your Therapist, I am here as a FRIEND.
You are a nice boy, and i don't want to see you like this."
"I know, but-"
"AND..Dani asked me to do this." said Jazz, waving her finger
Vince stared with wide eyes.
"wa-Wait..This was Danielle's idea?!"
"yes, Vince..she's worried about you, too.
and, she believe's that I am the only one who can help you."
Vince was silent, standing frozen in place.
"Vince, PLEASE..just give this a try."
Vince stared at Jazz.
then, finally exhaled, slapping his arms against his legs.
"fine..guess it won't kill me."
Vince reluctantly walked over to the lounge chair crawled up on it, and laid down straight onto it like a mattress.
Jazz then placed a tape recorder on a table..and, turned it on.
"What's that?"
"I am recording our session for research."
Vince eyed Jazz.
"You're not gonna play this to everyone else, are you?"
"only if you want me to.
but, if you wish for privacy, i'll keep this between US."
Jazz then leaned forward.
"Although..if you REALLY want people to understand you.
then, you'd probably want me to play this tape to our Friends..and, my family."
Vince was silent, apparently deep in thought.
Jazz figured now was as good as any to start.
"Vince, let's start with an obvious question..
"When you were told that Vlad was your uncle..How did you feel?"
Vince paused..then, exhaled sharply.
"How did you expect me to feel?"
"I can't know unless you tell me."
Vince sighed, breathing in.
"I..i was..I was SHOCKED, alright?" began Vince, his voice trembling
"jus-just Shocked to learn that my only remaining living family member is a monster.
I mean..it's like finding out that your grandfather was Adolf Hitler or something."
"go on.."
Vince began to tear up.
"Ever since my parents died..all I could ever think about was finding my uncle.
my mother's twin brother, a man whose name she NEVER mentioned before..but, I knew to exist somewhere.
all I could ever think about was finding him, finding this man who was my only family.
and, foolishly believing that once I did, I could get my "happy family" back.."
Vince took a moment to wipe a tear from his face.
"the Not Knowing nearly drove me crazy..all I wanted was answered, a NAME.
(pause) b-but, once I finally did find out..I wished i never did.
Now..I truely do feel ALONE."
Jazz frowned as she looked at Vince.
"Ignorance is Bliss", huh?"
"no kidding.." said Vince, glumly
Jazz scribbled something into her notebook.
"Tell me of your mother, Vlad's Sister.
you said that she was his TWIN, yes?"
"I only know what she told me..which wasn't much." said Vince
"Just tell me all you can..I'll fill in the blanks, LATER."
Vince sighed harshly as he tried to think back.
"M-Mom, was..well, she was everything you expect from a Mother.
she was Kind, Compassionent, Nurturing..like some Holy Angel made Flesh.
she never once raised her voice at me, never even struck..
even though I'm sure there were times I probably deserved it."
"You mean, you acted up?"
"I was a CHILD, Jazz..little kids act up.
but, my mom (AND, my dad) never once treated me severely."
"how DID they dicipline you?"
Vince sighed.
"They gave me "The Look", and that was it."
Jazz looked at Vince.
"a Look, Really?"
"Actions speak Louder than Words." quoted Vince
"Ah..I see." said Jazz, scribbling something else into her notebook
"Vince..tell me more of your mother.
how much do you know of her past?..how much did she disclose before she died."
Vince exhaled.
"Mom said..her career as a parapsycologist began in High School.
there was a time when she and her brother (who I know to be Vlad) worked closely together.
but, they drifted apart when their "interests" shifted.
my uncle wanted to study Ghosts..while Mom studied blood diseases, and their relation to the Paranormal."
"such as Vampirism and Lycanthroby."
"yes." said Vince, darkly
"anyway..'Uncle Vlad' apparently met someone who shared his interest in ghosts once he went to college.
his best friend "Jack", who I know know to be Jack Fenton..your father."
"Yes, that much I know.
Dad never did stop going on about how he and Vlad first met." said Jazz
"well..mom said that while her brother and her best friend went to a college in Wisconsin.
SHE got accepted into another college in Transylvania..where she met my dad."
"and, later fell in love..and, had you." said Jazz, in a soft voice
"your getting ahead of yourself."
"sorry..Please, continue."
Vince breathed out as she spoke some more.
"As young adults, my Mother and Father discovered that not only were Vampires and Werewolves quite REAL..
but, the process of a human becoming one via an infectous bite was also true.
and, they both worked twenty-four/seven to develop a cure for the horrific disease.
treating it as if it were any other severe virus threatening the global population."
"but, THEY got infected, too..right?"
Vince paused, not enjoying these memories.
"yes..they were." said Vince
"as you know, the leaders of both races 'Fang and Claw' personally infected my parents to stop them.
they had hoped that once becoming "one of them", they'd be their servants."
Jazz cracked a smile.
"but, they didn't..did they?"
It was Vince's turn to smile.
"(chuckle) no..mom and dad fought their psychic control.
Fang and Claw thought they'd gain more slaves..Instead, they created new enemies.
my parents escaped from them, fled to an ancient castle in the black forest.
a castle..whose owners were just like them: Monsters with kind hearts."
"the Frankensteins." said Jazz
"yep."
Jazz chuckled.
"Still can't believe that all was REAL.
I mean..Ghosts, Vampires and Werewolves I can deal with, but-"
"The Frankenstein Monster and his Bride?" said Vince
"yes..that is alot to take in."
Jazz smiled, then wrote some more in her notebook.
"tell me of YOUR beginnings, your early life." said Jazz
Vince blushed, moving around a bit in his seat.
"well..you can probably already figure HOW i came to be.
all I remember is living in that castle ALONE, with my family..
and, never being allowed beyond the dark forest that surrounded it like a wall."
"Did it frustraight you?, being contained."
"sometimes..mostly when I was younger, maybe Three or Four.
I once tried to sneak out, see the world beyond the one I knew.
but, after a "encounter" with a werewolf sentry (which led to a rescue from my VERY angry mother)
I soon learned why I shouldn't leave, and I never disobeyed my parents rules again."
"But, they had every intention of leaving Eventually.
aside from protecting you, they were also continuing their research."
"Yes, creating a cure for Vampirism and Lycanthroby was their TOP priority.
I always assumed it was to cure Ourselves..but, it was much too late for us (ME, especially)
I didn't know of the "time limit", the 'One Month Window' required to be cured.
otherwise..the infection becomes permamnant, and you remain a non-human FOREVER."
"and, You?"
Vince exhaled.
"i was born a Hybrid, a.."Werepire".
so, the cure was NEVER an option for me."
"When they were alive, did they give you a Good childhood?" asked Jazz
Vince looked at Jazz.
"Even though I came Second in their lives..I always came first." said Vince, his eyes teary
"it didn't matter how busy they both were.
any time I wanted some attention, they'd drop everything and give it to me."
"tell me.." said Jazz, with a warm smile
"Mom would read me stories..sometimes sing to me.
and, Dad would play games with me, be it Hide and Seek in the castle or, playing some Baseball or Soccer in the castle courtyard."
"so..even though you were all outcasts..hiding, and being hunted.
they STILL tried to give you a good life, and make you feel happy."
Vince nodded.
"yes..they did."
Jazz exhaled sharply, hating her next question.
"how did they die?"
Vince predictably shivered at this.
"vince..i know it hurts.
but, keeping things bottled-up inside WON'T HELP."
Jazz stared at Vince, her own eyes moist.
"tell me how they died."
a saddened frown was frozen on Vince's face.
he finally spoke, his voice low and breaking up a bit.
"i was..eight, only a few days after my birthday.
my parents were so excited, saying "They'd Done It"
after they finally calmed down, they explained what it was.
that they'd finally created a cure for the Vampire/Werewolf disease
and, that we were finally leaving to give it to everyone, to EVERY Hospital.."
"but..something happened, didn't it?" said Jazz, softly
Vince wiped a tear from his eye.
"yeah..Fang and Claw caught up with us.
th-they Ambushed us halfway through the forest.
they burned the antitoxin..then, tried to kill ME."
"and, why is that?"
Vince pause, breaking down a little.
"because..as a Hybrid, both races looked at me as an Abomination.
a freak of nature that shouldn't of existed, and should be killed."
"but, yout parents didn't..they saw you for the 'precious life' that you were."
Vince nodded.
"yes..a-and, they Died trying to protect me."
Jazz leaned over to Vince.
"vince..I know this is painful.
but, I need you to tell me how they died."
Vince was (predictably) hesitant.
"Vinc-"
"ALRIGHT!, fine.." snapped Vince, suddenly
"f-fang and claw attacked..
dad tried to fight them back..but, was (choke, sob) sh-shot multiple times."
"silver bullets." said Jazz, solomely
"yes..and, mom told me to run.
I did..but, not before I saw her burned to ashes right before my eyes."
"with a sun gun, yes?"
"yeah..fires an intense beam of artificial sunlight.
it was specifically designed to kill vampires."
Jazz exhaled sharply, wiping her own tears from her eyes.
"s-(choke, clear throat) so you..r-Ran."
"as fast as I could..as FAR as I could." answered Vince
"You didn't run back to Castle Frankenstein?"
Vince eyed Jazz.
"I was in a state of Panic and Shock, Jazz.
even if i WAS capable of rational thought, I couldn't remember the way!"
"Okay-OKAY, I get it..
So, you ran in a straight line..away from the site of your parents murder."
Vince exhaled as he laid back on the lounge chair.
"i must've ran for MILES.." began Vince
"it was the following night by the time I reached the sea.
all I could think about was getting away, FAR away..
so..I stowed away on a departing ship.
used my powers to keep hidden until it docked."
"where did it take you?"
"where else: Manhattan Island.
I was alone..lost..confused, I had NO IDEA what I was going to do."
Jazz scribbled in her journal.
"Right, so..for the record: you were Eight when this tragedy ocourred."
"yes." replied Vince
"But, it hasn't been that long since you first came to Amity Park..
and, last I checked..you are 'Thirteen' years old, yes?"
Vince paused..then, spoke.
"yes."
"so..What were you doing in between those unknown Five Years?"
"Surviving." said Vince, sternly
"surviving?"
Vince looked at Jazz, a serious look on his face.
"Jazz, Do you know what it's like to be without any Friends or Family?
to not have a real home, always being hungry..and, unsure if "Today" would be your LAST."
"uhhh..no?"
"of course you don't.."Perfection" is a way of life for you.
but, me?..I lived in Terror every single day of my life since then.
for FIVE LONG YEARS, I roamed from Place-to-Place.
sleeping in ratholes, having to steal food just to survive..
and, the whole time..looking over my shoulder.
expecting THEM to emerge from he shadows, and kill me like they killed my parents."
Jazz frowned at this.
"i..i'm sorry."
Vince feel silent, his mind still dwelling on his "dark years"
"my powers scared me..they STILL do." continued Vince
"before, I had my mom and dad to help me with them.
but, with them gone..I had no teachers, no one to understand.
it got to the point that I was afraid to use my powers.
both under the belief that they would find me..an-"
Vince paused.
"and, what?" asked Jazz
Vince looked away, tears streaming down his face.
"Vince, TELL ME what happened..I need to know."
Vince open his tear stained eyes.
"(deep breath) th..the first time..i-i lost control..was in Chicago.
th-these gang of punk kids were harassing me.
it started with just..teasing and name calling.
but, then they started kicking me, hitting me..(exclaiming) I JUST WANTED THEM TO STOP IT!"
"what happened, Vince?" said Jazz, concerned
Vince exhaled sharply.
"i..I lost control." said Vince
"i r-remember feeling..Angry.
I changed, but..not in the same way i usually did.
i blacked out..and, when I finally regained consciousness.
(choke, stutter) i-i-I s-saw..what I had done."
Jazz leaned forward, looking at Vince with understanding eyes.
"what did you do?, what did you see?"
"i saw..(choke, clear throat) i saw them..everywhere.
their beaten, bleeding, motionless bodies..laying all around.
the area was completely demolished the walls littered with deep claw marks, and the ground looking like broken glass.."
Vince breathed stressfully, his body trembling.
"for the first time..in my life, I knew what I was capable of.
I knew just how strong my powers made me..and, it terrified me.
part of me wondered if it was a good idea for me to be alive.
and, if I should just stop hiding..and, let the monsters who want me dead find me."
"i..(clear throat) I assume you got over that self-destructive thinking?"
"eventually..when I remembered my parents, and what that sacrificed to save me.
But, that didn't change how I felt about myself and my terrible powers.
At first, I tried to help people..like your brother does.
But, they were more afraid of me than the "monsters" that I protected them from.
so, I mostly just hid..tried my best to NOT use my powers.
try and pretend that I was 'Normal', instead of a Monster.."
Jazz was about to say something..when Vince spoke again.
"But..no matter what I did.
I always tried to repress my emotions, to NEVER lose control..not even for one moment.
Because, I knew that if I ever did..i'd become that-That THING.
and, if I ever did..NO ONE would be safe from me."
Vince then began to cry.
"for so long, I tried to keep "The Beast" locked away inside..
and, for Five Years i did..until about a week or so ago, when I lost control again."
"You didn't have any choice, Vince: Claw was assaulting Danielle.
if you hadn't of changed fully, he would've slaughtered her."
"and, how much of the city did I destroy while saving her?!" retorted Vince
"I..think we're getting a tad Off-Track, here." began Jazz, who scribbled in her notebook some more
"Tell me of your relationship with Dani."
"WHY?!" said Vince, defensive
"Danielle is Clearly a positive influence on you." explained Jazz
"if we ever hope to cure you of your psychological traumas then, we must now focus on that which serves a positive therapy for you."
Jazz looked at Vince.
"Now..tell of YOU, and Danielle.
how did the two of you first meet?..and, HOW does she make you feel."
Vince breathed out sharply as he thought back.
"I..I met Dani shortly after arriving in Amity Park." began Vince
"using what little cash I had, I enrolled in the local Junior High School.
Dani was one of the many students that I met..and, she was one of the few who took an "interest" in me."
"Who else did besides Dani?"
Vince groaned.
"Nina Sanchez."
"Sanchez?..as is PAULINA Sanchez!?" exclaimed Jazz
"maybe..I dunno: I never really paid attention."
"moving on.." said Jazz
"please continue: You and Dani."
"It..took some time, but Dani eventually started talking to me.
she was the one person who made me feel welcome..made Amity Park feel like "Home", not just some random city."
"When did you and Danielle started engaging in a Romantic relationship?"
"For Dani, it was like that since "Minute One"
I, however..took longer to consider her more than a friend.
I DID develop a crush on her "Dani Phantom" alter ego..But, I'm not sure that counts.
I guess I really started liking "Dani Fenton" that one day we spent at Floody Waters."
"I remember that day."
Vince smiled, blushing as he did.
"I'll never forget it."
"Back to my earlier question: "How does Danielle make you feel?"
Vince took a moment to think.
"where do I start?"
"Just..do your best."
Vince exhaled softly.
"Happy, Complete, Accepted..Loved.
those words come to mind when I think of what she means to me."
"go on." said Jazz
"I've never met a girl quite like her..Dani's "One in a Billion."
I don't care if she IS a "Clone", there are no girl's out there like Dani..she can never be replaced.
whenever she's around..all the pain just goes away.
almost as if it's Impossible for me to be miserable in her pressense.
I love her..more than i've ever loved anything.
and, despite everything that I am..(voice breaking) she loves me, too..with ALL her heart."
"Why do you think that is so impossible?"
"(shouting, crying) BECAUSE I'M A WEREPIRE 'AND' VLAD PLASMIUS NEPHEW, THAT'S WHAT!"
Jazz flinched at Vince's rage.
Vince's eyes flashed Red..but, soon reverted back to it's normal violet.
"sorry.." said Vince, embarassed and ashamed
"n-no problem.
but..PLEASE, continue your answer."
Vince exhaled sharply.
"When..when I revealed who I really was, I was SURE Dani would reject me.
I mean..being a Vampire/Werewolf hybrid isn't the same as being Half Ghost.
when She and Danny change, they're still themselves.
but, when I change..I become something else, something "inhuman."
Vince began to breath heavily, trembling.
"but..but when we all found out that I was a blood relative of Vlad.
the man who tortured her, and nearly killed her..I expected Danielle to be Disgusted, and HATE me."
"but, she didn't."
"no..she didn't.
in fact, when I tried to leave she actually Begged and Pleaded for me to come back.
and, the whole time i'm thinking: "Why?"
Why would someone whose been Tortured and Traumatized by one man..
possably find it in her heart to love someone who shares teh same "blood" as him."
"Maybe, it's because Danielle is more Open-Minded.." began Jazz, softly
"she knows that you being related to Vlad doesn't make you Evil like he is.
no more than Me being related to my father makes me a Gullible Simpleton."
"I know..but, it still bothers me.
I mean..just Look at me!, I look almost exactly like Vlad."
Jazz took a good, hard look at Vince..and, sighed sharply.
Vince indeed had facial features that could make Vince pass off as Vlad's legitiment son.
but, only SLIGHTLY.
"Maybe a little.
BUT, you did say that Vlad and your mother were Twins.
So, logically..i'd say you look more like your mom, than Vla-."
"Don't try and make a "Spring Shower" out of a Thunderstorm." said Vince, forcefuly
"Nephew/Son, WHAT DOES IT MATTER!?
I still have a "connection" to the most evil supervillain on earth..one that I can NEVER erase."
"EVERY Family Tree has a few "bad apples", Vince.
Don't act like this is a problem that only YOUR having to deal with, because it's Not!
So your uncle just happens to be "Lex Luthor" and "Doctor Doom"..SO WHAT!?
that doesn't mean you can't still be "Superman" to the whole world."
"no..DANNY is Superman." retorted Vince
"Danny is the symbol of Hope that I can NEVER be..
I tried before, but I was just fooling myself: I will ALWAYS be nothing but a Monster."
Jazz squeezed her pencil tightly, glaring at the boy.
"That isn't true, and YOU know it!"
Vince finally stood up out of his seat, glaring at Jazz.
"VLAD PLAMIUS'S NEPHEW, THE WEREPIRE!" shouted Vince, angrily
"Who..on this EARTH, would look up to THAT!"
Jazz stood up, eying Vince.
"I could!
and, if not me..then, by god DANIELLE IS!"
Vince froze right there.
Jazz then spoke, tears welling up in her eyes.
"vince..she LOVES you.
she brought you back because she can't LIVE Without you!"
Vince stared at her..tears streaming down his cheek.
"why?..why me?!
Dani could have ANY boy she wants, BETTER boys..why'd she choose me?"
Jazz looked at Vince.
she shook her head, and placed her hand on his shoulder.
"i don't know..I really don't know.
only Dani could answer that question."
Jazz thought a bit..then, exhaled.
"maybe..Maybe she understands what you are going through.
she too has been an Outcast: Alone and Unloved."
"Any bleedin heart can take pity on someone..
what i want to know is HOW she can love someone like me!"
"Maybe she sees something in you that nobody else sees..that you yourself can't see.
Dani is willing to look past your Race and Heritage, and see you for the wonderful person that you are."
Vince exhaled sharply, looking away.
"i don't deserve her..she's too good for me." said Vince, solomely
Jazz knelt down to Vince.
"Vince..would you ever hurt Dani?"
Vince looked at Jazz.
"What?!"
"would you ever hurt Dani?" repeated Jazz
"NO!, of course not!
i'd kill myself before i'd ever even think of hurting her."
"then, what do you have to fear?" said Jazz, softly
"For whatever reason, Danielle loves you..and, just wants to help you.
if you leave her, or allow yourself to die..you'll just end up hurting her (maybe even kill her.)"
Vince looked away shutting his tear filled eyes tight.
Jazz touched his chin, and made Vince look at her.
"Vince..we only want to help you: Please..let us."
Vince looked down..then, began to cry.
Jazz then pulled the young boy into a comforting hug.
Vince didn't resist it.
"(sobbing) i'm so scared..i don't know what to do!"
"easy..it's okay."
Vince cried some more.
"we'll get through this..Together."
"don't tell anyone." said Vince
Jazz looked at Vince.
"what?!"
"Don't tell anyone that I'm Vlad's Nephew." repeated Vince
"They already fear me for being a Werepire.
if they know that Vlad Plasmius is my uncle..they'll all hate me."
Jazz looked at Vince with soft eyes.
she closed her eyes, letting tears flow down them.
"I-WE..won't.
we won't tell anyone..I promise."
Vince sniffed loudy, wiping his eyes.
"thank you." whisper Vince, his voice weak
Jazz parted from Vince.
"we're done for now..go see Dani."
Vince nodded silently.
he then slowly made his way to the door.
once he left..Jazz sighed as she turn off her tape recorder.
"poor boy..this'll be a tough one to fix." said Jazz
Unknown to Jazz..she was NOT alone.
floating above the room was an invisible ghost.
a ghost holding a video camera.
the ghost quickly phased out of the room and building and, flew off into the sky at an incredible speed.
[Wisconsin]
Deep within a gothic castle littered with high tech electronics
was a ghostly man with blue skin, black horn-like hair and wearing a white dracula-like outfit.
he was overlooking some computer monitors which displayed various data and progress reports.
"ahh..excellent." began Vlad
"all systems running at optimum efficency."
Vlad then glanced at a video image on one of the monitors.
and, gritted his teeth at the sight of a Danny Phantom statue somewhere on earth.
"I do hope you are savoring your "victory" while it lasts, Daniel.
because, it will not last for very long..
now that I have regained my lost Wealth, Power will soon follow.
and, I shall wreack a terrible vengeanace upon you..and, make you PAY for robbing me of-!"
"Are you talking to yourself AGAIN, Vladdie?" said a female voice
Vlad glanced over, and saw a woman walk up.
a woman with green ginger red horn-shaped hair and, dressed in a blood red business suit.
"Penny!" exclaimed Vlad
"I, uhh..d-didn't see you there."
Spectra smirked as she repositioned her sunglasses.
"I know you said not to bother you while your scheming..
But, my "assistant" recently uncovered something Veeery interesting in Amity Park."
Vlad eyed Spectra.
"oh?..such as?"
Spectra smiled a wide, devilish grin.
"Do you recall having a Twin Sister in high school?"
Vlad widened his full red eyes.
"err..Vanessa, Yes.
I haven't seen her since I went to college..(darkly) with JACK."
Vlad looked at Spectra, again.
"why do you ask?"
Spectra exhaled, pretending to be upset.
"well..I have Bad News and Good News.
the Bad News is that your sister..no longer among the living."
Vlad's expressed went pale (or, "paler" than it usually is.)
"wa-What!?"
"Tragically..you're dear twin was murdered five years ago."
Vlad stood frozen in place, a look of shock on his face.
"V-Vanessa..DEAD!?"
Vlad's eyes suddenly glowed bright red.
his cletched fists glowing with pink, smoke-like energy.
Spectra grinned at this..she LOVED it when Vlad got angry.
"who is RESPONSIBLE for this outrage!?" shouted Vlad, his voice booming
"oh, that is a "small part" of my Good News." said Spectra, with a smile
Vlad scowled, his rage calming.
"Very well..what's the "Good" News?!"
Spectra held a data disk in front of Vlad's face.
as she walked over to a conmputer, she spoke in her usual 'sultry' voice.
"Your sister may've died..but, she left behind a Legacy."
Spectra inserted the disk into a slot.
she then glanced at Vlad, a devilish grin on her face.
"a SON..named Vince."
Vlad raised an eyebrow.
"a what?!"
Spectra chuckled in her throat as she pressed a button.
"see for yourself.."
the monitors fizzled..then, played back a recorder video.
Vlad saw Jazz Fenton..with a young boy who looked remarkably like himself.
"is that..JASMINE?!"
Spectra grinned.
"With..your Nephew." replied Spectra, who turned up the volume
(("What's that?")) said the voice of Vlad's teenage nephew
(("I am recording our session for research.")) replied Danny's Sister
Vlad stared at the video.
his eyes trained on the thirteen-year-old whome he'd never met before.
the longer he watched, the more he realised that this child WAS his kin.
and, couldn't help but feel appauled that he was with the Fentons, his "mortal enemies"
Spectra then slinked over to Vlad.
drawing her finger across his shoulder and chest seductively.
"I know the terms of our "partnership"
I supply the money you need, and in return let you play with it in whatever way you desire.
but, I am also your Advisor..and, I have some "advice" for you."
Spectra brought her lips close to Vlad's vucan ear.
"forget about cloning that Fenton Kid.
if a "Son is what you desire, look no further than your own flesh-and-blood.
He may require.."molding" (what kid doesn't?)
but, if we play our cards right..young Vincent may prove to be a valued asset."
Spectra then wrapped her arms around Vlad like spider legs.
"so..what do you say?"
As Vlad watched the video..an evil smile creeped on his face.
"Contact the Fright Knight..tell him that I have a "task" for him to complete."
Spectra grinned evily.
"and, What shall I say?"
Vlad smiled, exposing his fanged teeth.
"tell him to go to FentonWorks..and, retrieve MY SON."
Author Note: a Danny Phantom Oneshot that I decided to do while I work on 'Night of the Werepire'
Chronologically, this oneshot take place AFTER 'Night of the Werepire'
and, deals with the aftermath of Vince (an OC) finding out the truth about Vlad Plasmius being his biological uncle.
with Jazz being his "therapist"
this oneshot kinda introduces newcomers to Vince as a character
and, give a good idea on the Drama of this storyline.
focusing on a naturally good character trying to deal with having a supervillain as a family member.
I also gave Vlad and Spectra a short appearance at the end.
to explain HOW they found out about Vince, and set things up for later events.
Note: Please, no crude comments on how "whiny" Vince sounds.
he has a justified reason to be upset, so cut him some slack.