I know I forgot the disclaimer last chapter, but I think its obvious I don't own Danny phantom.

Chapter 1: Awaking

"Uh, my head," I groan as I hold my head in one hand. "What the hell happened last night?" I took a glance around suspecting an alley, not a farm were a cow was only feet away staring at me with a weird look. I glanced down at me body, realizing my body was bare and stark naked and my cuts from the fight with skulker are healed. I hesitantly touch me neck, but received no pain but hunger.

I try to get up, only to stand for a few seconds than fall down, crumpling down on my legs that no longer hurt. "What the hell did that thing do to me?" I asked myself, exasperated. I got on my knees and pushed myself back up, succeeding, but instantly blinded by a bright light flashing in my chafed eyes.

"who are you?" asks a man probably in his late fifties, supporting a beard that was slowly gray just like his hair. "What the hell are you doing here?" his voice is far to loud for my liking and I rub my throbbing temple. "I-I-I have no idea."

"Put your hands up and I wont shoot!" he yelled, causing more throbbing pain, I was more concerned about my headache than the possibility that he has a gun pointed in my direction. But I put my arms above my head, showing the man, that I mean no harm.

"Michael! Put that gun down, its only a teenager!" say a feminine voice. She comes over to me and wraps a mink blanket over my shoulders to keep warm. "There, that should keep you warm. What's your name?" she asks with a merrily voice. "Uh...um... Phantom?" I really only remember being called that once, but it was the only name that stuck. "Daniel Phantom." she smiled. "Well it's a pleasure meting you Daniel. Come inside there's a nice warm fire, that will heat you up."

~~~DP~~~

The Marcus family was rather old, but friendly couple, that had two children named Kyle and Elie. They have a Samoyed named Lucy, who stares at me, as if im a demon, she growls low and quietly, so quite the Marcus's can't hear her. But I can hear every growl, every intake of breath that dog makes.

They give me some clothes to keep, a couple pairs of socks, underwear, tee shirts, pants and stoned-washed jeans. They allow me to stay in the bedroom by the bathroom. Now they were making a chicken roast, I was starving, but I didn't want chicken, I knew exactly what I wanted, I wasn't going to get it. Unless that dog stops growling, its going to be on my dinner plate in no time at al.

"It's ready!" sings Georgina Marcus. She places a plate of mashed potatoes, and a few pieces of chicken, with some vegetables. None of it was appetizing, but I forced it down anyway. Lucy was standing by her owners giving me the evil's. I suppressed a growl that was rising in my throat. After I ate everything, I said goodnight and went to bed, I was very tired, but as soon as I touched the bed I just couldn't fall asleep. I knew in some movies, vampires preferred to sleep in coffin's but than again, it's a movie. I close my eyes trying to at least remember anything.

The dark brown eyes staring at me with pure evil, his laugh, reminds me of shattered glass. His tall body that moves with such grace, almost like a ballerina. I see him touch my neck and whisper words in my ear that I cannot pick up. But what ever it was it was enticing, causing extreme hunger and desire. I followed him; the vampire. He took me to a public bar, pounding music that made my ears pop and make aloud ringing sound. I looked around seeing teenagers everywhere having a good time, most are drunk from the spiked punch bowl. A Latino teenage girl came up to me dancing around me, rubbing close against me, tilting her neck, as I felt my canines grow, I bit down on her jugular, my mouth catching every drop of blood coming from her. It was amazing, no words can describe the feeling and taste of blood that poured into my mouth. I was suddenly pushed away by a boy with striking ice blue eyes and raven hair that fell on his face, covering most of his features, his slim body, his strong, steady beating heart, arousing me more than the blood of the Latino girl. "Go away Fenton, phantom is mine," she shouts at the adorable young boy. The boy looks wistful as he walks away. The Latino tries to get my attention back, but my eyes were focused on the raven haired boy. Our eyes locking for a brief second, before he blushes and turns his gaze somewhere else. 'Fenton' that name is oh, so familiar, its like I know him somehow. I removed the Latino girls arms from my waist, wondering unconsciously to the boy. He notices me, and our eyes lock, I felt saliva grow in my mouth, he was absolute stunning, and his heart felt like it was silently calling me to him. One word forms in my mind. Daniel Fenton.

I woke up from the reminiscence suddenly, breathing lightly, heart beating a mile a minute. The name Daniel Fenton. It was so familiar, but no memories came to mind. I knew him, I knew his name, but how, I must of meet him once before, the attack. I must find him, no matter what I will find the beautiful raven-haired boy. Even if I have to kill every single human being in the world to get him.

That's it for now, I will update soon. Sorry about any mistakes. Hope you enjoyed. Review and tell me how its going to far.