Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom…. And this is the only disclaimer I'm putting in…. it's for the whole story so get used to it.

Danny's Eidetic

Vlad had finally lost it. His nemesis normally held back in their fights, rarely doing much damage. Normally. Danny coughed up a large globule of blood and spat it onto the ground. He'd run out of energy to fly, and could barely charge up an ectoplasmic blast. Sure, Danny had wreaked Vlad's plans for world domination, but it was Vlad that had exposed himself as a ghost to the world. Vlad had lost any chance of getting with his mom all by himself.

Danny thought Vlad had left Earth for good, but it appeared the ghost had some unfinished business in Amity Park. Lost in his dazed thoughts, Danny didn't notice until it was too late Vlad's pink tinged fist flying towards his face. It slammed into him with humongous force, its charged nature burning the soft skin of Danny's cheek as it made contact. He flew backwards several metres before connecting rather painfully with the pavement. Blood oozed over his face as he fought desperately for consciousness.

It was a battle he was losing, however. The world dimmed into a pain filled haze and Vlad's giant form standing over him became a dark fuzz. The evil ghost's words struggled to reach him.

"You'll pay, Daniel. Be sure of it. I'll make you wish you'd never crossed Vlad Plasmius."

Danny gave one last exhausted puff and passed out.


Vlad watched in satisfaction as two rings of light spread over Phantom, revealing a severely beaten Danny, curled unconscious on the pavement. He gave him one last blast for good measure, before grabbing the boy by his leg and flying off. So intent on the success of capturing Phantom, he didn't notice the small child gazing out her window at him in horror, or hear the dull click as Phantom's ankle dislocated.

He didn't stop until he reached the remains of his old mansion, which had been stripped by debt collection agencies to compensate for the many businesses that had crumbled in Vlad's absence. Although his eyes tightened at the sight, he ignored it and phased through the foundations till he reached an underground corridor that would be reached by no human. He reached a hand into a silver box indented in the wall, and a red beam washed over it, before camouflaged doors slid open to reveal a lab and living quarters.

His secret lair.

He strolled into the room, tutting as he saw the red smear Danny's blood was leaving on the lino as he dragged him across it. With a sigh, he lifted the teen until his blood soaked form was off the ground and proceeded into the silver room. As the door slid shut behind him, he typed something into the computer console and the machines dull monotone echoed throughout the room.

"Ghost shield activated. Cloaking mechanism activated. Ecto-signature secured."

Vlad's cruel laugh followed it. "Now they'll never find you."

Seeing the halfa's injuries were beginning to heal, he placed him none to gently on a metal gurney and chained his arms and legs down.

While he searched the cupboards for a certain device, Danny stirred and groaned.


Light burned his eyes, to match the thumping headache that raged behind them. He still hurt all over, and could tell by the way his head spun and his stomach churned that he'd lost a fair amount of blood. Who was it this time? He wondered. Skulker? Ember? The Box Ghost? A dark haired figure drifted closer, and his first thought was Sam, most likely with a glass of water and a damp towel. But no… this figure was too tall to be his gothic girlfriend. He lifted his arms to rub the blood from his eyes so he could see clearer, but to his surprise they were heavily manacled, and he was unable to move them an inch. Panicking more than a little, his head shot up to view the rooms only other occupant, and stars swam in his vision as he beheld the last person he expected to see – Vlad.

He barely had time to blink before a sharp prong jabbed into his side and a few hundred volts of electricity alerted him to the fact that Vlad had just shocked him with the Plasmius Maximus.

"ARGH!!" he screamed. "What the hell are you doing, Plasmius?"

"Making sure you don't get any ideas, Daniel" Vlad spat back. "I can't have you escaping can I? Those cuffs are ghost proof, but I need to be sure. I have much planned for you little badger."

Danny's mouth dropped open as he took in both Vlad's words and his tone. His rival had always used a civil voice when speaking to him, but all he could hear now was snarling hatred. His hands started to shake as he realised the implications of what Vlad was saying. He gulped and attempted to come up with a witty comeback, but none were forthcoming. If anything, he shook even more, rattling the chains that held him to the gurney.

"Yes Daniel, quiver with fear. No-one can find you here, and I have all the time in the world to make you suffer for what you did. I'll make you beg for death and send your remains to your dear mother as punishment for rejecting me."

The ghost placed a hand on the cool metal that lay beneath Danny, and it began to glow with a pink light. The teen's eyes widened as the metal rapidly heated up, until his thin shirt was smoking and red burns appeared on his exposed skin. He dug his teeth into his lip to stop himself from screaming, trying desperately to summon his ice powers before he remembered that his ghost powers were gone for a few hours thanks to Vlad. He yelped in pain as his shirt finally burst into flame, and the white hot metal that was now against his already tender back melted into his skin. Red dots appeared in his vision as the sheer agony pushed him past his limits and a ragged yell ripped his throat.


Vlad pulled his hand away as Danny's eyes shut and his screams died in his throat. Even unconscious his body continued to quiver, as the heavy burns that covered more than half his body took their toll. He didn't need to look to know that they wouldn't be healing yet, with the Plasmius Maximus suppressing his ghost half, it would be a while before Phantom felt any sort of relief.

He flicked the burnt remains of Danny's white shirt from his raw skin before wheeling him into a pitch black room, and locking the ghost proof door behind him. He chuckled evilly at the thought of what the halfa would go through when he came too.

Moving to another room, he put the jug on for a cup of tea, and settled down with his cat, Maddie, to watch the news.


A few hundred miles away, a young girl was crying profusely as she repeated to Mayor Foley what she had told her mother not long before.

Tucker sat down in shock as he took in what the girl was telling him. She left the room a short while later. Tucker immediately picked up the phone, pressing '2' to connect him to Sam's cell phone.

"Sam! Vlad's back… he's kidnapped Danny! Meet me at the Fenton's pronto……"

Author's Note: Eidetic means memory more or less. It is English.

This is my first fic for DP, so please, if you have time, leave me a review. Flame me if you want. Or say nice things ; )

Blondine