ShadowDragon357, Paulina is a pretty mean chick so I would imagine she wants the other girl out of the picture. La Reyna Phantasma, oh I will keep updating. Thanks and is there any other greater couple?! Danny and Sam all the way! Whoo! Hellbreaker, I went off the series and how all the preppy kids get away with everything. I mean sure, Sam is rich, but think about who you are looking at. Makes sense does it not?
Sam walked over to her bed, her suitcase open and only half packed. She had wanted to go on this trip for forever, but at the same time she had found the thought of leaving Danny had left her heart hurting. She knew that he didn't care for her as more than just a friend, but she still couldn't help that she loved him. At first she had been sure that it had just been a little crush. A love of what he did and how he helped, but then it had become more. She would die for him if he needed her. It had scared her when she had realized her true feelings at the beginning of the school year and although she had wanted to leave the school for another one she had stuck it out. Now she was leaving, but what the guys didn't know was that it was going to be for two years and not just for the summer. She was heading out to LA to become what she had wanted to be for a long time. She would become an artist. Not sure which one she would become, but she would do what she loved and that was her passion.
"Sam," her mother called, her voice shrill as she hollered up the stairs.
"What mom?" she called back questionably. Opening her door so that she could hear her mother clearly she found her mother at the foot of the stairs, but she wasn't alone. "What are you doing here?" she growled at the male standing behind her mother, the gun in his left hand pressed to her mother's temple. Her mother's face was straight, but she could tell by the look in her eyes that her parent was afraid.
"You. I want you and I will have you," the male hissed as he pressed the end of the gun harder into her mother's temple, blood dripping from the wound as he twisted it against her flesh. "Or I will kill everyone you hold dear." Sam didn't hesitate as she nodded. Before she could blink her vision went black.
Danny and Tucker stood the next morning outside of Sam's house at a quarter past eight. It was the earliest the males had ever been known to get up and they were getting pretty irritated that Sam had not come out yet. Her parent's car was still parked in the driveway, but there was not movement in the house. There wasn't any light on and there were no sounds coming from the two-story mansion as the sun rose higher in the skies.
"This is not like her," Danny stated as he walked up to her door and rang the doorbell, the sound echoing through the house. Tucker approached where Danny stood, his hand resting on the door as he turned to the halfa.
"Maybe they left already, not that Sam is one to do that, but you know how her parents feel about the two of us hanging around their precious bundle of joy." Danny would have chuckled, but then the door under the techno-geek opened and Tucker almost fell into the large deathly quiet room. "Well, that doesn't seem too cool." Walking in they called out for Sam and her parents.
"What happened here?" the halfa inquired as he moved forward only to step into something that crunched under his feet. Looking down he saw what appeared to be glass on the ground as well as what appeared to blood. "Is that blood?" he inquired of his friend as he bent down, his knee just inches from the splatter. It wasn't a lot but that wasn't what worried him. In the broken glass was what appeared to be a ring. It looked like Sam's father's class ring. The man had been so attached to the thing that Danny had witnessed a complete melt down when Mrs. Manson had had it sent out for cleaning. Seriously, the man had just about killed anyone close enough to him and that had included his family. "I have a very bad feeling about this." Tucker nodded as the pair moved farther into the large living room only to find a very disturbing site.
"I think I am going to be sick," the dark skinned male said as he turned from the site as Danny moved further, his ice blue eyes wide at the scene before him. It was enough to make even the strongest stomach turn over. There was blood everywhere, but hanging from the wall was a very dismembered Jeremy, his head hanging from the chandelier like the days of old when one put their foes head on a spike to warn others of their power. The blood dripped down before the two males, his eyes wide in terror were now whitened with death. On the couch was one of his arms, the blood staining the light colored furniture while several other body parts lay scattered across the room.
"Who could have done such a gruesome thing?" the dark haired halfa inquired. "Vlad's not even this fucked up." There was a groan farther into the room and with a quick dash the pair came across Pamela, her body mostly intact. Her stomach was split open with her entrails spilling out, but when Danny leaned over to check her pulse he found it was still there and quite strong. "Hold on Mrs. Manson." He instructed Tucker to call 911 while he poured some of his Ghost Energy into the woman on the floor. She opened her mouth to say something, but Danny hushed her. She needed her energy.
A few hours later found the teens waving an ambulance off as Mrs. Manson was transported to a nearby hospital and the house was being inspected, most of the police force in sight as they tried to find clues.
"What did you see?" an inspector by the name of Inspector Inad inquired as she pushed her dark locks back, her ice blue eyes looking down at her notepad. She was dressed in a long tan trench coat that stopped at her knees showing her black slacks that just about covered her black tennis shoes.
"Not much. We were waiting for our friend, the daughter of the man killed, since today she was supposed to head out of town for the summer. When she didn't appear we rang the bell to see if she was still asleep since her parents' car was still in the driveway. Tucker leaned on the door and it opened."
"Is that unusual?" Inad inquired as she jotted notes down, her eyes coming back to rest on them as some of the police headed out while others continued to scour the area for clues outside the house. Some were looking around the very car that Danny had been talking about.
"Yeah, Sam's parents are quite paranoid when it comes to their wealth. They don't really let people in their house at all." Inad nodded as she wrote that down. "We entered and we found the ring that Mr. Manson usually wears on the ground and that is what made us think something was really wrong."
"Why is that?"
"Well, I don't want to speak ill about the dead," Danny said.
"I don't mind doing it," Tucker piped up. "Mr. Manson could come off as an ass. He was very possessive about that ring. We have witnessed one occasion in particular when his wife sent it out to be cleaned. I swear," the techno geek continued with a dramatic tone, "he was going to kill us all over that ring!" The dark-haired inspector's right brow rose in question.
"Really? It was that important?" The pair of teens nodded. "Sounds serious, but looking at today's carnage I doubt that the father is responsible, maybe the wife." Both males looked shocked at her conclusion.
"What about Sam?" Danny inquired. "That makes no sense why she is gone." The inspector looked over at them.
"It would if she killed her daughter or the girl ran away," was the woman's simple comeback. The males looked at each other in shock. They didn't believe that Sam's mother was capable of such things, but then again they didn't know her well enough to judge. The woman had believed that they were bad influences on Sam's life and that their daughter was out to do herself harm. Who knew how she felt about living with a male that would cause harm to his family for a ring and a daughter that she felt was a danger to herself. "Thank you," the inspector said as she headed off leaving the males to ponder their friend's disappearance.
"We need to go take a look at her room," Danny said as he led his friend toward the end of the street, more cop cars heading out as the investigation took off. "Let's head to a safe spot where I can turn intangible safely." The town knew of Danny's secret, but that being said it was still not a good idea to do those things in front of the place that you wanted to go into and especially when it was under investigation. Didn't need to give any authority reason to come after him. Sure, now that they knew he was good didn't mean that he was exempt from being watched for any step he took off the path of righteousness. Apparently with Vlad being the crazy and very twisted fruit loop that he was had tried to take over the world a few years back in the form of helping it when a meteor had come toward it. The townspeople had barely trusted him after that even though he had saved it from said meteor without charging them. Only took one evil half ghost to tarnish the rest of the ghost population, not that all of them were angels either. Within minutes that squad cars were gone leaving the investigator walking around, her notepad out as she talked to neighbors of the rich couple. Touching his hand to Tucker's broad shoulder the teens headed back toward their Goth friend's home, both pairs of eyes alert should the inspector head back their way. Floating up into what Danny was sure was Sam's room he found out what her room looked like. The guys had been in her house on several occasions, but every time they grew closer to said door Sam would become rather pissed off claiming that she didn't allow anyone in her room. Her mother often disagreed with her stating that she went in there often. Sam would then tell them that though her mother came in the woman always found a way in her locked room no matter what. Sam swore that her mother was a witch in disguise.
"So this is Sam's room?" Looking around at the black walled lair of their friend they were surprised at the pictures on the teen's walls. Some were very Goth like while others were pictures of all three of them. Sam's room was very different then they had pictured it. The windows were covered with purple lace curtains with black strips of fabric hanging off them like blood oozing oozing from a wound. The bed was black like the walls with purple webbing like something Lydia from Beetlejuice would wear. To the right of the bed was a large dresser that was painted black, but there were words in purple scripted on top of the black. "Love? Prince? Those are strange for Sam. I thought that she didn't believe in love and stuff that pertained to fairy tales. Danny had thought the same thing since Sam never uttered a word about love, in fact she seemed to avoid the topic all together and he had never asked if she liked fairy tales.
"We need to look around without actually leaving any evidence that we were here since I am sure that they have checked and photographed this room." Why had he brought Tucker along? He smacked himself. It would have been better if it had just been him since he could do that in his intangible form unlike Tucker who could do no such thing. "You just stand there and keep watch," Danny said as he turned to her dresser where he peeked through with his intangibility. The techno-geek nodded as he walked toward the open door to listen for anyone entering the house. The halfa was done within minutes; the first thing that he had noticed was that Sam was not missing any clothing, the suitcase on the bed not completely filled. It was almost as if she were in the middle of finishing her packing when she had been stopped. Not like if someone entered the room though. It was like she had been called. Had her mother called her? Her father? Thinking back to the father he doubted that. It seemed that the father had been killed first before the attacker had gone after Mrs. Manson. He sure hoped that she made it through since Sam would need one parent after this and well, Mrs. Manson could help them put the puzzle together.
"Hey, someone's coming," the dark-skinned male said as the door slammed shut and voices were heard.
"Hurry," Danny said as he grasped Tucker and phased through the wall just as a shadow fell across the carpet, the eyes of the shadow looking around.
"I could have sworn that I saw someone up here," Inad said as she turned to leave and that was when she saw the new item on the floor. "What is this doing here? I don't remember it being here earlier." Pulling out a glove she picked up the item before pocketing it in a plastic bag.
