A/N: I know, I know, you're probably thinking "Why in the world are you putting up ANOTHER story when you're already working on two?" The answer, my friends, is ideas. I practically have an explosion of different phanfic ideas in my head, and I want to get at least one started. I got the idea for this phic from a dream I had. Anyway, enjoy!

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It was just a quiet Saturday afternoon at the Fenton household. Danny's two best friends, Sam Manson and Tucker Foley, were over, trying to help Danny study for a test. Jazz Fenton, Danny's older sister, was sitting in a nearby chair, her nose buried in a book (as usual). Danny's parents, Jack and Maddie Fenton, were in the basement, working on a new ghost invention. Everything seemed perfectly normal…well, as normal as it can get in Amity Park, at least.

"Hey, Danny?" Sam asked her friend.

"Yeah Sam?"

"Doesn't it seem a little…quiet to you?"

"What do you mean by that Sam?" Tucker asked, attempting to help Danny out with problem #8 (and not doing a very good job of it).

"I mean," Sam paused a minute. "There hasn't been a single ghost attack this whole weekend. Not one."

"Weird," Tucker noted. "Not even the Box Ghost?"

Danny nodded. "Yeah, and you can usually count on him to make an appearance at least once a day." He stood up and morphed into his ghost form, the famous Danny Phantom, as he started to do an imitation. "I am the Box Ghost! I am ruler of all boxes! BEWARE!" Sam and Tucker cracked up.

The group's leisurely afternoon, however, was interrupted when the front door slammed open with a sudden crash. A tall dark-haired man in a black suit was standing in the doorway, along with several shorter men who wore the same dark suits. The taller man pointed toward Danny. "Get him!"

Before Danny could react, three of the men held him down, placing ghost-proof cuffs around his hands and feet.

"Search for the others." The tall man commanded, and at least ten other men ran through the house, quickly capturing the Fentons, Sam, and Tucker. The group was held in front of Danny, the strange men pointing ray guns at the group.

"Say good-bye to your loved ones, ghost-boy." The taller man sneered, roughly grabbing Danny by the neck. He turned to the others. "Okay men, eliminate them!"

"NO!" Danny suddenly screamed, causing everyone to look at him. "Don't harm them! I'm the one you want, take me instead!"

"Danny, you CAN'T!" Sam screamed, but was silenced as one of the men aimed his gun closer at her.

Danny slowly lowered his head. "It's the only way Sam."

"You like making deals, hybrid?" asked the taller man who had barged down the door. "Then here." He whipped out a long, scroll-like paper. "A contract. We promise to make sure your family and friends are safe from harm-human or ghost-in exchange for your freedom."

The halfa looked from his family and friends to the contract. He didn't want to do it, but if his loved ones were safe, he would go through with it. "I-I'll do it," he whispered, gazing sorrowfully at his family.

"Wise decision," the man said, unbinding Danny's right hand. "Now sign it."

With a regretful glance at his loved ones, Danny signed his name on the bottom of the contract. He tried to tell himself that this was all just a dream, but he knew this was real; the choice was made.

"Good job," the man said, once again binding Danny's right hand. He grabbed the contract. "Alright, take him away."

A long chain attached to the cuffs caused Danny to be drug along the floor, helplessly being taken to wherever he had agreed to go.

"Danny, please!" Sam shouted, desperately trying to get her friend to change his mind.

"You can't do this!" Maddie protested.

"Too late, he signed the contract, there's no going back," one of the men guarding the group said. "Isn't that right Itzal?" he asked, turning toward the tall man who made Danny sign the contract.

"Correct," Itzal confirmed, dragging the young halfa by his chains. "Move out!"

The men guarding the group finally broke away, following Iztal out the door. They stood guard, however, to make sure that no one could reach Danny as they took him away from everything he had ever known.

As Danny got one last glimpse of his family and friends, he turned toward Sam, his eyes filled with regret and helplessness.

"I love you," he whispered to Sam, before his view of his home vanished from sight.

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A/N: Well, you know what they say, read and review!