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A Nightmare Relived

Chapter Two- Not This Nightmare Again

Danny sat in class, bored to death. Well, bored half to death, he corrected himself. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched Sam, who was either drawing or actually taking notes. Her pencil scribbled quickly, so he made an assumption that she was drawing something really quickly or just adding the details to another one of her great pictures. She always draws such beautiful pictures. They look so life-like, especially the ones of me. He blushed at the thought of her drawing him, both in Fenton and Phantom mode.

"Mr. Fenton!" Mr. Lancer's voice snapped throughout the room. Danny's head quickly snapped up, his daydream fading to the back of his mind. "Stop daydreaming and answer my question! Who was the antagonist in To Kill a Mockingbird?"

"Uh…Bob Ewell?" Danny answered, unsure.

Mr. Lancer looked down in the book he was holding. After browsing the book, he looked up at Danny. "Yes, that would be the antagonist in the Finch family, but that wasn't the antagonist that I was looking for." He then turned to face the rest of the class. "Does anyone else know the answer?" Danny watched as at first no one answered, but then Sam raised her hand. "Yes, Miss Manson?"

"The main antagonist was bigotry and prejudice," she answered, and unlike Danny, sounded completely sure of her answer.

"Yes, that would be the main antagonist. Both you and Danny are right." Mr. Lancer then turned back to the chalkboard and started to write something on it. Once again, Danny had started to daydream, so he didn't look to see what Mr. Lancer had written. The bell rang shortly, so Danny was once again snapped out of his daydreams.

"All right, class, be sure and read the last two chapters of To Kill a Mockingbird," Mr. Lancer called out to the class before everyone left. Danny walked to his locker, spacing out now and again. As he was putting his stuff away, Sam leaned against the lockers next to his to talk to him.

"Any reason you were spacing out so much in Lancer's class?" Sam asked, smirking.

"I don't know," Danny said, a light blush tainting his cheeks. I hope Sam doesn't notice that I'm blushing. "What was the homework?"

Sam did notice that he was blushing slightly, but decided not to bring up anything on the subject. "Lancer told us that we had to read the last two chapters of To Kill a Mockingbird. Did you space out completely, even when we were walking out?"

Danny shrugged his shoulders. "I guess. I just have a lot on my mind I suppose. Thankfully, English is the last class of the day, so I can go home and try to talk to Clockwork about this incident. I really hope that he knows something about it, otherwise, it's just going to be a waste of time." Danny then blinked a couple of times, realizing what he just said. "No pun intended," he added.

Sam laughed slightly. "Why don't I come with you? Maybe I can help you to pry something out of Clockwork."

Danny shook his head. "It's too dangerous. One of my enemies may attack while I'm roaming in the Ghost Zone, and I don't want you to get hurt." Danny then grabbed his backpack and slammed his locker shut. They started to walk side by side out of the school.

Sam looked at him, raising an eyebrow. "As if we haven't been around you before when you're fighting ghosts. I'm sure I'll be fine when I come with you this time. Besides, I can drive the Specter Speeder. There are weapons in that, so I'll be able to defend myself."

Danny looked thoughtful. "I don't know. Are you sure you want to come along?"

Sam nodded her head. "I'm positive. You just worry about yourself, and I'll worry about myself, okay? I want to be there to help you if you get hurt."

He pondered the idea in his head, and finally agreed. "All right. Just promise me you'll be careful, okay?"

Sam smiled. "I promise. So, are we going to Clockwork's the minute we get to your house?"

"Yeah. The sooner we get there, the better," Danny responded. Silence then set in between the duo, no one having anything else to say. Sam took in her surroundings, watching as some kids played together across the street. There was a black-haired boy and a black-haired girl playing together while another black-haired boy watched, laughing. Odd, how much they look like Tucker, Danny, and me when we were younger. Sam chuckled to herself as she watched the girl tackle the boy she had been chasing. They were both laughing, while their friend sat on a stoop, joining in their laughter. Soon, they reached Danny's house, and the silence was broken a few minutes later. Danny opened the door and threw his backpack on the couch in the living room.

"You can go ahead and throw your back pack there, too, if you want to," he told her. "Make yourself at home while I go and grab a few things."

"'K," Sam responded. Instead of throwing it like Danny did, she set her backpack on the couch next to his. She then plopped on the couch and tried to relax, but was too nervous. Why am I so nervous? I'm sure everything will be all right, she tried to reassure herself. She looked around the living room, smiling at a few of Danny's baby pictures. There were several family pictures on the walls as well, but they were mostly of Danny and Danny's sister, Jazz. Right now, Danny had told her the sixteen year old red-head was at some psychology convention somewhere. She didn't know where Danny's parents were, though.

"Ready to go?" she heard a disembodied voice from behind her say.

"Yeah. Let's go, Danny," she replied. She gave a slight gasp as she felt Danny's arms encircle her waist and fazed her down into the lab. When they touched the floor, he let go of her. A part of her was relieved, but a part of her still wished he had kept them there. She turned around to see Danny tinting a slight shade of red. Maybe he feels the same way I do. Sam was right. Danny was partly relieved, partly wishing he could have held onto her longer.

I guess all good things have to come to an end, he thought. Sam got in the Specter Speeder and buckled up, ready to go.

"Ready?" Danny asked. She nodded her head in response. He then flew through the Ghost Portal, keeping a slight lead ahead of her, but not so much of a lead that he was too far away from her for her to see him. She followed behind, making sure she wasn't too fast, but not too slow. They watched as the Ghost Zone swirled around them, the traditional green waving back in forth in swirls, both big and small. There were many doors here and there, mostly of a purple color, but some were various colors. Danny's hands were glowing with his green ecto-energy, ready for any attack at any time. Sam smiled, thinking of how cute he looked like that. Soon after, they arrived at Clockwork's tower, hearing the usual ticking of the multiple clocks. Everything appeared to be all right on the outside, but when they stepped inside, it was a complete disaster. Danny and Sam both gasped at the sight.

"Clockwork?" Danny called out. "Are you here?" Everything was either turned over or completely destroyed. Danny flew into a room and called out for Clockwork again. Sam observed the damage, searching for a sign of the attacker. So far, there was none. To the right, she saw Clockwork's screen still going, playing out someone's time stream. She walked over cautiously, curious of whom it would be. Various scenes played before her eyes, not appearing to be in chronological order. They made no sense to her. All she saw was a humongous explosion, a shadow stepping out from the smoke, and then flying out. It then flashed to another scene, showing what appeared to be a fierce battle. Two shadows fought against each other, firing green ecto-energy. She looked closely and saw a shadow that appeared to be watching the battle. The larger shadow that was fighting then fired at the shadow that was watching, and the watching shadow fell to the ground. The small shadow that was fighting immediately stopped and rushed over to the fallen shadow, picking it up. The small shadow then let loose a ferocious attack, but the scene became too blurry to tell what it was.

"What was that?" Sam wondered. "It's too random to figure out," she decided. She then turned on her heel and went to go help Danny find Clockwork.

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Meanwhile, while Sam had been looking around in the main room of Clockwork's tower, Danny was looking in the multiple smaller rooms, searching for any sign of Clockwork.

"Clockwork?" Danny called out again. "I wonder if he's here." He then heard a pained moan coming from a room up ahead. "Who's there?" He rushed ahead and peered in, seeing a room that looked like an explosion had just happened and saw Clockwork lying on the floor, looking as if he had just woke up.

"Danny?" Clockwork asked. "What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here?" Danny repeated. "I want to know what happened in here."

"Later. I need to know why you're here, Daniel."

"The princess ghost had come to the cafeteria, telling everyone to run. When I broke her necklace, she started crying, saying she had no weapon against him now. I came here to find out if you know who he is."

Clockwork sighed deeply. "I'm afraid I do. I can tell you this, Daniel; you won't like this news at all."

"Is Pariah Dark loose again?" Danny questioned. "I asked the princess ghost that as well, but she still didn't tell me anything."

Clockwork shook his head. "No, Daniel, it isn't Pariah Dark. He's still locked up in the Sarcophagus of Forever Sleep, like you left him." Out of the corner of his eye, Danny saw Sam walk into the room and head in his direction.

"What's going on?" Sam asked.

"Clockwork's going to tell me who he is," Danny answered. Sam nodded her head and looked at Clockwork dead in the eye.

"The he you speak of is none other than the ultimate enemy, Dan Phantom," Clockwork said with a sigh. Sam and Danny gasped.

"He's loose again!" Sam raised her voice in shock.

"Yes," Clockwork responded. He then looked at Danny. "And he's after you, Danny." Danny held his head in his hands and shook his head in disbelief.

"Not this nightmare again," Danny moaned. Clockwork put his hand on Danny's shoulder in comfort. Danny looked up at him, fear reflecting in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Danny, but, yes, it is this nightmare again."


Yay! Chapter two is finished. Hooray for me! Hope you like it! R&R please! Oh, and Save Danny Phantom. Go to www. xanga. com/ save dp if you have any ideas. (It's my site, and don't forget to take out the spaces) L8r!

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