Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom

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Hey there everyone. This is my first attempt to write a story in third person POV only. So please don't rip my head off if I mess up.

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Please Review and please don't hold back. Tell me if something bothered you, I can handle the truth.

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It was a fine time. Party, relaxing and fun. The 80's were a great time for the people who lived in it. This story starts here at the college of New York City. An average young man with styled up dark hair and a gray wisp walked through the hallway cursing under his breath.

„That damn imbecile. She should be mine.", he muttered angry.

„Hey Vlad-man what bit you in the behind?", a man asked as Vlad passed his bench in the open spot.

„Huh?", Vlad looked around not really realizing who talked to him.

His eyes fell on a couple sitting on a bench looking at him.

The male had hip long reddish hair with blond wisps and a small goat beard. His forest green eyes showed knowledge and compassion. He wore black baggy pants and a black vest, showing his well toned and ripped body that would make any jock jealous. He had countless piercings and looked more than a bad influence than anything else.

Beside him sat a true beauty. She had hip long blonde hair with red wisps. Her blue eyes reflected the light so beautiful. They were like glittering diamonds. She had a well formed body. Slender long legs, a slim waist and a well formed C-cup bosom. Her smile was breath taking. She wore black skintight leather pants showing off her feminine curves and a belly free shirt. A woman anyone would go for but only those with deathwish would really dare to because everyone knew she was already taken.

„Uh.. hi John. Hi Amber.", Vlad greeted still a bit down.

„Hey boya what's wrong? You seem down?", Amber asked in a worried tone.

Despite their differences in attire and interests these three were great friends. Vlad had ran into them a year ago during a concert. They had saved his ass as he got into a fight with some conflict junkies. John kicked serious butt and Amber was his maiden who cheered on him. From then on he was as close to them as he was was to Jack and Maddie. Well more to Maddie than to Jack.

„It's Maddie...", Vlad finally sighed.

John made space for him on the bench and offered him a seat which the young man gladly took.

„What happened man?", John looked a bit worried about his friend.

„She is always so absorbed into her thesis. She doesn't acknowledge me at all and no matter what Jack does, she always tends to forgive him. This sucks. What am I chopped liver?", Vlad explained his situation.

„Don't worry about it boya. You just have to keep on it. She will fall for you for sure. Look at John and me. We are soulmates and I'm sure that you and Maddie are the same.", Amber encouraged him.

Vlad stood up and stretched himself.

„You are right. I owe you two.", Vlad smiled and rushed off to win Maddie's love for himself.

No one would have thought that on that particular day three lifes would be changed forever.

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It's been six years since the tragic day. Vlad had become quite a obssessed man. After his accident he had become a half ghost. After two years of solitude he finally returned to the normal world. Though he used his new powers to gain money and influence. He also visited his two best friends. The only two people who understood him.

John and Amber hadn't changed that much. They had just changed their names. John changed his into Cratos while Amber schanged hers into Ember. Those two were famous all over the ghost zone.

Oh right. The two of them died the same day Vlad had his accident. They got mixed up a traffic accident and died on the spot.

Cratos was known for his fierce battle skills and Ember for her music. But today was the day the cheerful Ember would vanish forever. She would be locked away in a fridge deep inside her.

Like usual John was fighting for his girl. But this fight he was losing. The ghost he was facing was a guy in a black armor and purple flames around his head. John had just disarmed his enemy and was trying to gain the upper hand and he did. The knight ghost lain sprawled on the ground and John turned to his cheering girl to get his payment from her. Neither of them noticed the enemy rising behind him again. The knight shoved his arm forward and straight through John's chest. Ember shrieked shocked while John looked down at the hand that reached out of his chest.

„You cowardly bastard.", he groaned painful.

The knight just ripped his hand back out of John's chest and left without a further word. The only thing that could be heard at the moment was his cruel laughter. Ember hurried to her downed man and looked over him, hoping to find a way to help him.

„It's too... late... Ember...", John coughed up ectoplasm as he reached for his loves face.

„No no no no no no no no... this can't be. You will come back with me.", she pleaded as she applied pressure to his hole in his chest.

„I can't be saved...", he coughed again.

„NO! YOU PROMISED THAT WE WOULD STAY TOGETHER FOREVER!", she cried.

Tears ran down her face like a waterfall making a mess of her makeup.

„Don't cry... my Emy... please... live on... become... happy again.", he coughed a big flush of ectoplasm.

„NO! DON'T LEAVE ME!", she cried as John's existence began to fade away.

„Don't worry... we will meet again...", he whispered as he cupped her face in his hand.

She grabbed his hand and pressed it against her face, sobbing into it. His legs were already gone by that time and slowly but steady vanished even further. Despite being in great pain he soothed his love with the greatest comfort he could muster but he knew that it would change her forever.

„Good Bye Ember... my dear love...", were his last words as his upper body turned into mist and dissovled.

„I WILL FIND YOU! I WILL FIND YOU EVEN IF IT MEANS THAT I HAVE TURN AROUND EVERY STONE IN EVERY REALM!", Ember's voice echoed through the ghost zone as her love had faded away and all because that knight thought it was fun to pick a fight with him and finally kill him.

Her pain slowly but steady turned into anger.

„I will get stronger and then I will kill you bastard!", she swore with a venomous voice.

Unknown to her a certain purple cloaked ghost watched the whole scene on his screen and smiled sadly but knowing.

„See you later my friend.", he sighed.

The scene on his screen changed and showed a woman in a delivery room who held a newborn boy in her arms.

„Welcome to the world young Fenton.", he smiled and turned away

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„My god Ember. I just heard about it. How are you?", Vlad stormed into her realm looking crestfallen.

Inisde were Kitty, Desiree and Spectra comforting Ember. Her makeup was a mess and the look in her eyes was hollow. Vlad saw that and knew that the woman he knew for years as now really dead. Not just her body but also her soul.

His sister was probably gone for good. He knew that with John dying here he would be reborn somewhere. The problem was that the John he knew was gone. Even if he was reborn and Vlad were able to find him, the new him wouldn't remember a thing about his past life. That were the rules of rebirth.

„How would you guess she feels. She just lost her soulmate.", Spectra hissed.

For once the therapy obsessed ghost wasn't trying to regain her youth but was geniunely worried about her Rockstar friend. Vlad was a bit taken back at that but knew better then to question a wounded woman.

„I'm sorry.", he hung his head and leaned against a wall.

He felt sorrow for the loss of his old friend.

„It's not your fault.", Ember sighed bitter as she looked at the man on the other side of her realm.

„I should have been there.", he stated crestfallen.

„No it's only that knights fault. If only he had never appeared.", she hissed.

Silence befell the room till Vlad's mobile phone went off. He hastly looked at the girls and picked it up.

„Yeah?", he asked unnerved.

„Wha?"

„Yes. Yes. I will be right there.", he sighed and put his phone away.

„I'm sorry Ember but I have to go. We will talk later alright?", he looked at the Rockstar pleading.

„Yeah. Let's talk later.", she nodded and Vlad gave her a weak smile.

„We will find him. I'm sure of it.", were his last words as he teleported back to his house.