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Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom

I know that, canonically, there is no way that Sam or Tucker would ever give Danny to the GIW, but that is why this is a Fanfiction.


The blaring of the ghost alarm caused everyone to jump before they quickly ducked under their ghost-proof desks. The door burst open and three GIW agents stalked through it and scanned the room. Danny didn't register what was happening until the agents leveled ecto-guns at him.

One of them stepped forward and addressed him, "Daniel James Fenton, aka Danny Phantom, you are under arrest according to the anti-ecto acts, section one: paragraph three. Surrender and no one will get hurt."

Danny snorted, thinking, 'no one but me,' but came out from under his desk, "How did you find out?"

Sam and Tucker walked through the door, dark expressions on their faces, "We told them. You're a danger to society, Danny, it's for your own good."

Danny was shocked, he felt his core twist inside him, trying to reject the information. He barely noticed Sam stepping towards him with ecto-cuffs until he felt his core seal. Looking in her eyes, he saw not even a twinge of remorse, and his core gave up deceiving itself.

Everyone shivered at the demented smile that grew on Danny's face, "But, Sammykins, you've forgotten one important thing."

Sam raised her eyebrows, "Oh?"

"Now is really not the time for a psychology lesson, but if you insist. When the center of a ghost's obsession fades or gets destroyed, the obsession can warp into something else entirely" Danny cocked his head to see if she was getting it.

She wasn't, "And?"

"And the base of my obsession was my friends." 'Why can't she understand?'

"What are you getting at?" she demanded coldly.

"Dan."

Sam and Tucker flinched back automatically. The agents and students looked at them in confusion.

Only Sam saw the red glow of Danny's eyes and called, "Get down!" as she dove under her own desk. Tucker followed her lead, but the agents looked around in confusion.

Danny's transformation rings appeared, turning him into his alter-ego. Instead of his normal self, though, his eyes burst crimson, his hair turned to flame, and his canines became sharp and vampiric. He yanked the cuffs apart with one jerk and shot into the air, "Have fun dying."

Almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief when he phased through the roof, but Sam and Tucker were still tense and ready for action. They were right to be, too.

A haunting shriek filled the air and the whole school building crumbled, taking everyone inside with it.