Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom. It's Butch Hartman's creation.

Updated: 12.7.2009

Notes: The story will be written in Danny's POV

Chapter 1

Battles have always accrued and every time there was only one winner. Men fought for their homes, land, and their lives but in the end the side with the better leader won. Often the losers were getting killed or forced to serve the winners… and this 'rule' hasn't changed a bit. Fight 'till you die or surrender. Vlad was brilliant in many ways. He thought everything through a long time before acting. That made his plans very difficult to foil but not impossible. You could compare him with Napoleon. A strategic genius, brutal and ruthless. And I played right in his trap just like Napoleons enemies did. It seemed to me like I was being suffocated and couldn't move. But I fought to get my freedom back. Even though most my efforts were futile I never gave up because there was always a light at the end of the tunnel…

But I guess I should start at the very beginning. It was a Monday and everything was normal. Desireé had attacked me and I had sucked her in the thermos. Now my best friend Tucker, my girlfriend Sam and I were sitting at the Nasty Burger. Oh yeah, we relaxed, just like everybody else. Life was perfect at that moment. Later I found out that just as we sat there, relaxing and having fun, somewhere else some of my enemies had a meeting…

"So Mr. Plasmius. You said you wanted to meet us here. Why?" Agent O asked.

"Ah, gentleman. I thought that this question would come up. After all, you are ghosthunters and I'm a ghost" Vlad Plasmius answered calmly ignoring the weird looks he got from the GIW, "But I also thought you might be interested in my latest plan"

"And what would give you that idea?" Agent K questioned.

"Well, I've heard that you want the ghosts out of the way. I could help you reaching your goal. What better way would there be than having an ally among them to wipe them out? But in return I'd need a little help, too. A certain ghost kid is such a torn in my side."

Both agents looked at each other. "Go on!" they demanded.

"So this is my plan… " Vlad smirked.

Yes I guess this was the beginning. But right then I wasn't aware of the danger ahead of me. I had just finished my burger and leaned back in my chair.

I sighed: "Man, that one big Nasty Burger. I think I won't need anything to eat for the next week"

"Forget it Danny. A normal human can only live two weeks without foot and only if they don't do exercise." Sam replied in a playful tone.

"And since when did you start to consider me a ‚normal human'?" I retorted.

She just laughed and shook her head in disbelieve, her eyes sparkling with joy.

Too bad this very happy moment was about to be interrupted by Skulker.

"Ho ghost child! I, Skulker, have returned to finish the hunt once and for all!" the ghost shouted.

"You know Skulker, this line get old really fast. How often did you say that for the last few weeks?"

Skulker opened his mouth to shoot back but suddenly Tucker said: "It was exactly 111 times in the past four weeks."

Everybody just stared at Tucker in surprise for a moment. How he know this so exact? No clue! But then Skulker and I remembered we should be fighting and I quickly got in a battle stance. After a quick fight, some witty banters and Skulker sucked in the thermos I proudly returned. In record time!

"Man Danny", Sam said when she saw me, "you really need to get rid of him. He is so annoying. Per average he attacked you three times a day!"

"Yep, that's good old Skulker. C'mon, wanna watch a movie?" I asked much to Sam and Tucker joy.

This week started normal – well, as normal as it can be in Amity Park – but that was the calm before the storm.

I don't have much to say. I just hope this chapter was better than the first and I'll update soon.

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