Danny Phantom – Vampire heart

Chapter two: Lies from a dead heart

"That was a long chat…" Maddie stated suspiciously.

"Indeed, but Daniel feels much better now, right little badger?" Danny didn't answer; he just continued to stare blankly at the floor, most likely thinking about the creature they had just encountered. Vlad nudged him giving him a stare.

"Ouch! What the hell? Err, I mean yeah, I feel loads better thanks to Vlad." He replied over enthusiastically with a cheesy fake smile.

"What did you boys talk about then?" The woman demanded. Why was she so interested?

"Oh just… you know. Where's dad?"

"Working on something in the lab… What were you talking about?" Someone knocked on the door, thank god, a distraction from this difficult conversation. But relief was soon replaced by worry, what if it was… no, it couldn't be. Could it?

"Danny! It's Sam; she wants to talk to you." His mother yelled. He gulped; maybe vampires at the door would have been preferable. He walked towards the door and looked at the ground, trying to avoid eye contact with the girl. He'd shouted at her, he'd over-reacted and probably hurt her feelings.

"Mrs. Fenton, could I and Danny speak in private?" She asked nervously.

"Sure thing honey, I'll just be in the living room with Vlad." She seemed to hurry through the door and they heard it lock behind her, but he didn't pay much attention to it. She was probably just having one of those 'I'm worried about my son' conversations.

"Danny, I came to apologise, I know how stressful the whole hero business can be, and I shouldn't have pushed you." She said with sincerity in her voice.

"How could you possibly have any idea what my life is like?" He remarked angrily, and regretted it almost straight away. Why was he so angry and aggressive all the time?

"I've been beside you ever since you got your ghost powers! Me and Tucker, I care about you Danny, but you already know that." The guilty yet caring look on her face always made the ghost boy forget all his troubles and fears.

"I know that Sam, you're my best friend! But…"

"Maybe I like you more than a friend? Did you ever stop to think that? Oh wait, of course not; you were too damn busy obsessing over that whore Paulina and Valerie Gray, or rather Miss. Ghost-kid-killer!" She spat out, a little irritated and embarrassed.

"Wait Sam, I'm sorry! I guess maybe I like you more than a friend too." Danny said a little awkwardly, blushing slightly. "It's just that ghost hunting is so… and then what happened tonight… Come in, please. I really gotta talk to someone."

"Thanks for listening Sam, you're awesome." He said, seeing her out. After she had left, Danny headed for the living room to see how his mother was, what with her odd behaviour earlier. He also still didn't trust Vlad, despite the fact that he had only that night saved his life. He tried to turn the handle, locked. He didn't have much time to wonder why; there was a knock on the door.

"Your room, now" Sam demanded, grabbing his hand and pulling him up the stairs. She pushed open his bedroom door and locked it behind them. Danny sat on the bed looking clueless as usual, but before he had chance to ask what was going on, Sam kissed him. Surely this was a little early, they weren't even together yet! Then again, they had both wanted each other for so long, was rushing into things really a bad idea? It didn't appear so.

"Sam…" he began, but before he could get his words out she bit into his neck. It wasn't a romantic gesture, it wasn't an action of love, and he could feel fangs burying themselves in his flesh. Thick, red blood trickled down his neck and onto his shirt. Why was Sam doing this? She was… no, she couldn't be!

"Don't worry baby, it'll all be over soon." She whispered seductively in his ear. The intense pain eased, he groaned as his mind slipped into darkness; his body became limp. What he didn't realise is that the girl didn't only drink his blood; she gave him some of hers. She gently laid the unconscious boy into bed, and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead, before leaving.

Her mission was complete… for now.

Vlad awoke with a start. Where was he…? In a living room on a sofa; the Fenton's living room. It all flashed back to him, what had happened the previous night with Maddie; the kiss, followed by the bite. He placed his fingers on his neck praying that it would have all been a nightmare and instantly regretted it. He shuddered with pain as he felt the deep wounds on his neck. He stood up, stretched, before leaving the room and looking around for the woman; wanting answers. He checked all the rooms in the house; up and downstairs. An unpleasant smell lingered around the lab, what had that moron Jack been doing in there last night? He put those thoughts aside whilst he searched. Strange, she was no where to be found. Jack was gone, Maddie was gone, even Jazz wasn't in her room. The only places left to look were Daniel's room and the lab, but surely they wouldn't all be in either of those rooms. He knocked on the teen's door, but received no answer. He eventually decided to just walk in. Relief spread through him as he eyed the sleeping boy. Thank god at least he was still here. His dark hair fell over his face a little and he was incredibly pale, he looked over tired and ill. Just as the man was about to leave, he noticed the bloodstained pillow. Rushing over to Danny, he moved the boys raven black hair away from his neck and found two deep bite marks, similar to his own. Something wasn't right about this whole situation.

The man gently shook Danny's shoulder to wake him up. "Daniel, Daniel?" He said quietly. The boys eyes slowly opened and he sat up groggily. He instantly put his hand on his neck. His weary expression soon turned to one of horror as he felt the deep bite marks from when Sam's razor fangs had penetrated his neck. He opened his mouth to speak, but then closed it again. There was so much to say yet he couldn't speak, where was he to start?

"Where are you're family?" Vlad finally spoke out.

"I haven't seen 'em, I've been out since…" He paused; this man wasn't exactly an alliance and shouldn't be trusted. "Man, my head is killing me." He groaned.

"After what happened to us last night it's not surprising, though you look a lot worse than me." Hold on, 'us'? Danny looked up at him; he also looked a little drained, and had a blood stain on his collar. "Maybe we should go and find your parents." Vlad stood up and offered a hand to the boy, but he wasn't about to accept it. As he rose to his feet, he could feel a dizzy sensation overwhelming him. Luckily, he fell where else but the safety of Vlad's arms. Maybe he just wasn't ready to wake up yet, or maybe it was the blood loss. He sighed, laying the young boy back in bed before having one last search for the rest of the Fenton family. There was only one more place he could think of looking, the laboratory.

He quietly eased the lab door open and peered in. It was impossible to see, the lights were switched off. Why would they be working in the lab with the lights off? He felt around the walls for a light switch, but couldn't find one. About half way down the stairs he tripped over what sounded like a half-empty drink can, and landed with a thud at the bottom of the staircase. This would be so embarrassing if they really were down here. As he reached up to place a comforting hand on his head, he felt a light pull. Switching the lights on, he stood up and proceeded to brush himself down, before turning round. His face fell in horror; the sight he saw would never, ever leave him. He had to get out of here.