Hello again! Now that the "intro" of the story has been completed I can actually get into some of the plot! Yay plot!

Chapter 2

As Danny and Sam departed ways after reaching her house, Sam's thoughts began to cloud over with Danny's face. Angry, Sam slammed her front door shut. Why was Danny so clueless? Why did she have to go and develop a crush on her best friend in the first place?? He was her best friend, she wasn't supposed to have longings to hold him or kiss him!

"Why is everything so complicated?" Sam mumbled to herself as she fell backwards onto her bed.

As she lay there thinking about the day's events, her eyes began to slide shut, transporting her into the dream world that awaited her arrival.

Sam looked around at her surroundings. It looked like she was in the middle of a forest. It was dark and smelled of pine, with just a few rays of sunlight pushing its way through the thick branches of the trees.

"What the-" She mumbled as she looked down at herself.

She was no longer in her traditional plaid skirt, tank top and combat books. Instead she was covered in a long, plain blue dress that was torn and dirty, she could just barely see her bare toes peeping out from beneath the hem.

"Oh you have got to be kidding…" She grumbled as she took a look at her backside.

Suddenly a twig snapped, causing Sam to look up, heart pounding in fear. Her jaw dropped at the sight that was now standing before her.

"D-Danny???" She gasped.

Danny, at least she thought it was Danny, was glaring down at her. He was standing before her in dark pants and a loose white shirt that was split open at the chest. His clothes too, however, were torn and covered in dirt and blood. Cuts decorated his face and a gash was in his shoulder, bleeding steadily.

"DANNY!" She shouted as she ran to him, forgetting that things were not normal. "What happened to you?? We need to get you to a hospital!!"

Danny's stare hardened as he moved away from her. Sam looked up at him, shocked and hurt.

"Danny?"

"Get away from me…" He hissed

Sam blinked.

"W-what?"

"You lied to me!!" Danny suddenly snapped.

Tears began to sting the back of Sam's eyes. She was so terribly confused and it broke her heart to see Danny in pain and so angry with her.

"I don't understand…" She choked.

"I don't want to ever see you again." Danny hissed as he turned from her and began to walk away.

Tears slipped down Sam's cheeks as she reached for his retreating figure.

"Danny…wait…" She sobbed. "DANNY!"

Sam screamed as she shot up in bed, tears plastered to her pale face.

"What the heck?" Sobbed Sam as she wiped at her face.

It had just been a dream but it had seemed so real, she thought it had been real! She could still smell him, the scent that was so distinctly Danny…and she could still smell the coppery smell of blood that had covered both of their bodies. Sam lifted a hand to her chest in shock. She could still feel her heart breaking at the sight of Danny walking away from her, claiming he never wanted to see her again, so angry with her. Another tear slipped down Sam's cheek at the memories. She needed to get away…she didn't want to remember that terrible nightmare. Sniffing, Sam ran down the stairs and out the door.

Sam's body still trembled as she walked down the street. She wanted to forget the dream but she couldn't help but wonder why she had dreamt it and what it could have meant. Suddenly the smell of food caught Sam's attention. Clearing her vision, she looked around. The streets were crowded with people and tents. Curiosity getting the best of her, Sam slipped into the nearest tent. It was filled with crafts and other trinkets. It wasn't usually her interest, but she decided it would keep her mind off of the nightmare, so she began to look around.

An hour passed by when Sam passed by the last tent.

"Hello child!" Came a crackling yet cheerful voice.

Startled, Sam looked over her shoulder to see an old woman with a toothless grin. She was covered in too much fabric with tie-died colors that made Sam's eyes cross and enough jewelry to sink the Titanic. The one word that came to Sam's mind at the sight of the woman was "gypsy".

"Me?" Sam asked, not sure of what else to say.

The woman grinned her toothless grin as she ushered for Sam to come inside of her tent.

"Come child, I will tell you your future!"

Sam held back a laugh.

"No thanks, I. -"

"Now! Now!" The woman chided. "Aren't you in the least bit curious?"

Sam sighed; she supposed it wouldn't hurt to appease the woman. It was all fake anyway.

"Fine." Sam mumbled as she followed the woman into her tent.

The woman pushed Sam into a plush chair before running to her own seat. The only thing separating this was a small coffee table with a crystal ball placed in the middle. Sam held back a scoff at how stereotypic the scenario was. She really thought all of this mumbo-jumbo was ridiculous but she couldn't help but want to at least try and enjoy herself. Taking a breath, Sam held out her hand. Excited, the old woman took Sam's smaller hand into her own; but as soon as their hands came into contact with one another the woman snapped her hand back as if it had been burned, her eyes widening in disbelief.

"Ma'am?" Sam asked, concerned.

The woman pointed a trembling crooked finger at Sam.

"Y-you…it is you!" She gasped.

Sam rolled her eyes; she could only take so much.

"Oh please. Look, I know this is all fake so don't give yourself a heart attack."

The woman shook her head, eyes wide as saucers.

"No child, you must save yourself! You must save the corrupted heart of the beast before it is too late!"

Sam blinked.

"Say what?"

The woman reached over the table and grabbed Sam's wrists.

"HEY! Let go!!" Sam snapped, becoming angry.

"Listen to me, child! Listen to you heart!" You must or the world will end! The beast will come!"

"Let go of me!" Sam shouted, completely fed up with the charade, as she pulled her hands free.

Sam was just about to exit the tent when the woman shouted.

"SAMANTHA!"

Shocked, Sam turned around, eyes wide.

"H-how do you know my name?"

The woman picked up the crystal ball and handed it to Sam.

"That will come in time, just take this…it will help protect you against the beast, it will show you how to defeat it!"

Completely freaked out, Sam grabbed the crystal ball so the woman would leave her alone and ran out of the tent, heart pounding.

"Tucker! Open the door NOW!" Sam shouted as she pounded on the door of her other best friend.

Tucker opened the door, PDA in hand and an eyebrow rose.

"You rang?"

Sam pushed past Tucker so she was in the house but before she could speak Tucker grinned.

"What is up with you? Danny withdrawal?"

Sam glared daggers at Tucker, the only other person to her knowledge that knew about her crush on Danny Fenton.

"Tucker…" She hissed.

Tucker laughed nervously, afraid she would call upon the "night creatures" or some other gothic thing he didn't want to meet.

"Fine, fine. So what is really going on?" He offered.

Sam grumbled as she told Tucker about what had happened in her dream and at the street festival before showing him the crystal ball.

"Can you use your "beloved" technology to figure out what this thing is and why she was so intent on me taking it?"

Tucker raised an eyebrow.

"You don't actual believe this do you?" He teased, despite the fact that he did believe it due to all of the ghost problems they had.

Sam glared at him, her violet eyes flashing, before calming down and smiling.

"I think I might…"

Tucker put his arm around her shoulders.

"Sure Sam, if I cannot figure it out then no one can!"

Sam smiled as she rolled her eyes. Tucker looked back down at the crystal ball then his PDA.

"Alright you lets see what you're made of."

Woohoo! Another chapter done! Stay tuned for the next chapter where we visit their past! Bwahahahahahaha!