A/N: Due to popular demand, I am writing a sequel to Reign Storm called Ultimate Enemy. I know, it seems really cheesy to be borrowing the titles of shows, but it makes it easier on me. :D
Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom. If I did, this is how Ultimate Enemy would've been written. :D
Chapter 1
Valerie dodged buildings and hover cars as she flew by on her hover board. A dark figure followed leaving destruction in his wake. The figure smirked, his red eyes narrowing, as Valerie disappeared into the old Fenton House.
"Figures," he muttered, his voice sounding oddly familiar.
Without another thought, he blasted the house away leaving nothing but the basement. Valerie looked up, holding something close to her as she slowly backed away.
"Hand it over," he demanded, holding out a silver-gloved hand.
"You'll have to kill me first!"
The figure began to laugh then lowered his hood revealing snow-white hair and a face remarkably like Danny Fenton's. "With pleasure," he whispered.
Danny Fenton sat up straight, gasping for air. He was soaked in sweat and trembling. His dream had been so real. He closed his eyes, running a hand through his raven hair. Images of an explosion flashed before his eyes, and he opened them once more.
"Danny?" A gentle voice soothed him, and soft arms encircled his shoulders. "Danny, what's wrong?" Sam whispered.
"N-nothing. J-just a bad dream," he said, reaching up and gripping her hand tightly in his own. "I'm gunna go check on the kids."
"Do you want me to come with you?"
"No, I'll be okay." He kissed her lightly on the cheek before standing and walking toward the kid's rooms.
Hailey was their first-born, now a little girl of about seven with big, bright blue eyes like Danny's. DJ, their son, was only three with curious violet eyes like Sam. Danny walked into Hailey's room first. She was happily cuddled up with her stuffed teddy that Aunty Jazz had given her. (Yup, Jazz's old teddy has served another purpose. :D) Although Sam objected to anything pink, Hailey loved pink, and her room was covered with it.
She rolled over, pulling the blankets off her small form just a little. Danny tucked the blanket around her then gently kissed her on the cheek before moving to DJ's room. DJ stood for Danny Jr., the name Sam swore would be at the bottom of the naming list, but she was glad to have talked Danny into a second child at all and so named him as a show of her appreciation.
DJ was sleeping haphazardly on his bed like Danny used to when he was a kid. Danny smiled as he righted DJ on his bed then tucked him in. Danny made his way downstairs, dodging toys or phasing through them, and sat on the couch. His dream was still very vivid in his mind
"Do you want to talk about it?" Danny looked up to find Sam, his wife of eight, almost nine, years walking toward him. She sat beside him, rubbing his shoulders. "What happened, Danny?"
"I'm scared, Mommy," Hailey whispered, clinging tightly to Sam's leg. "Where's Daddy?"
"He'll come, sweetie. Don't worry," Sam tried to assure her.
They were locked in a room, and a boiler stood across the room ready to overheat at any minute. Sam held DJ in her arms; he was crying and clinging tightly to her shirt. An alarm suddenly went off, and Sam turned around just as the boiler exploded.
She held one arm up as if to shield herself from the burning inferno as she screamed, "Danny!"
A/N: Isn't that just so sad! More to come; I promise. Clockwork and the eye people will probably be in the next chapter, but I don't know what I'm going to use instead of the CAT test. Maybe a drastic mistake on his paycheck at work? And, yes, the italics is his dream. :D
