FINALLY FUCKING DONE WITH WRITER'S BLOCK! AAAAAW YYYEEEAAAH!

Back on track! Fuck yeah! I feel awesome!

Finally updating White Demons and Black Angels after what... A year? More? I'm not sure any longer. But I'm sorry.

I've found a new way of writing my stories, making notes about what's going to happen and stuff. Makes things much better.

I don't own Danny Phantom, though I own this plot story.

"Good morning Daniel."

"Hm."

"What do you want for breakfast?"

"Doesn't matter."

"Do you want some eggs?"

"Fine."

Vlad sighed and turned to make breakfast. I couldn't help but wonder why he bothered. He was a billionaire, why didn't he just tell other people to make it for him? Stupid...

Sitting in the kitchen, I was spending my time examining the table. I didn't feel like talking to Vlad. I didn't feel like doing anything at all. I was just sort of waiting for something to happen, to make this situation change. I guess my mind still hadn't accepted what happened. It was all just too much. Dash's death, being split in two, Vlad... God, I felt horrible. I didn't really care for Vlad. Sure, he seemed to care about me, but how was I supposed to trust a man that I hated?

Vlad just didn't seem to understand that I didn't intend on becoming his 'son' or 'friend'. Was he fucking stupid? Probably insane... Why was I here again?

Vlad walked back to me, handing me a plate with eggs in all possible ways. An omelet, scrambled eggs, soft and hardboiled, fried eggs... You name it.

"Is there anything you want to do, Daniel?"

"No."

Why couldn't he just leave me alone?

I lifted up some of the scrambled egg and put it in my mouth.

"BLAARGH!"

Vlad's face expression was actually looking pretty funny when I spat out the scrambled eggs.

"BVADR! What did you put in this?! It tastes horrible!"

Vlad looked sort of hurt, he was apparently proud of his cooking. I couldn't help but feel slightly ashamed of my rude behavior, but really... This wasn't edible!

Examining the eggs revealed... Nothing. The eggs was pretty normal looking.

"Is something wrong with the eggs?"

"I... Can't find anything wrong. But they just... They just tasted wrong somehow..." I was confused. What was wrong? Vlad suddenly looked a little shocked and scared.

"I'll be right back, wait here..." Vlad quickly left then returned with some red liquid in a glass. "Try this."

I looked confused at him and took the glass.

"Empty it."

I did as I was told, emptying the glass like it was soda. God I missed soda...

The liquid tasted surprisingly good, sort of sweet, sort of bitter.

"It tastes good. What is it?" I asked.

Vlad looked upon me with a shocked serious expression, making me worry about what it was.

"It's blood Daniel. From a cow."

Staring at him, I was mixed in a lot of different emotions. Fear, I had just drunk and enjoyed the taste of blood. Relief, there was something I could drink. Anger, how come he didn't warn or ask me for permission! Shock, I really WAS a vampire... thing. And sadness, for how was I supposed to look a human in the eyes again, knowing that my body needed their blood?

Sobbing I fell back in my chair, feeling even more horrible than before. Surprisingly, Vlad began soothing me.

"Easy Daniel, it's okay. It's a very common thing between ghosts. I actually have it as well."

Looking up, I expected an explanation. Vlad continued.

"As you've undoubtedly already noticed, my ghostform vaguely resembles a vampire. To you, it's seemingly the human part that is affected, but I don't think it'd be very uncommon, had our race been more numerous. You're not a 'true' vampire, you can go out in sunlight and all, but you'll notice some changes. You'll be granted excellent night vision, a lessened need for food, as well as stronger physical powers. You'll be stronger, faster and more agile, yet it depends on your already achieved skills. I've always been stronger than I looked, meaning I got my strength boosted quite a lot. You're pretty fast and agile, so I would say it'd be your speed that'd get boosted the most.

You don't necessarily have to drink human blood, though it'll satisfy you a lot more than animal blood. I've been told it tastes better as well, though I've never tried it. You'll find it hard to eat anything else, though dairy products like milk, cheese, butter and the like is pretty okay as well. Yeah, just call me a cheese head, you little brat! Chocolate should be okay as well."

I listened carefully to him, swallowing each word he said. Feeling relieved that I didn't have to hunt humans, it was my turn to hug the rather surprised Vlad. Funny how he kept on hugging me all the time yesterday, yet got so surprised now!

Vlad got me some more blood and some cheese, and we ate our breakfast in silence, each lost in our thoughts.

Hours later, I heard Vlad shout out in pain downstairs. Rushing down the stairs, I stopped and listened carefully to the sound of other voices.

"Where are the papers Plasmius? We know they're here. Either you hand us the keys and placement, or we'll make life pretty damn hard for you! Do we really need to do this the hard way..?"

Hearing Vlad groan in pain, I realized that whoever the strangers were, they were certainly hurting him.

"One last chance Plassy; Where are they?"

What was I supposed to do?! Vlad could usually defend himself, couldn't he..?

I noticed Plasmius Maximus laying on the floor. Okay, Vlad was in serious trouble...

I began sneaking away slowly. In my state, I wouldn't be able to fight anyone right now. I should get away, Vlad would just have to take care of his own trouble...

What was I thinking? Vlad had done everything he could to keep me happy, but the idiot I was, I had even refused to give him a proper answer on what I wanted for breakfast! It was about time to help out!

But I still wasn't strong enough to fight, how could I..?

Getting an idea I rushed to the mirror. Fortunately I could still see my reflection, the vampire thing hadn't made it invisible.

Concentrating I could feel... Nothing. It didn't work, it was hopeless...

No, I had to grow a pair and get moving!

Closing my eyes, I felt the well known sensation of transforming into the demon look-alike version of my alter ego. Perfect.

"We gave you a last chance Plasmius, but you refused. We'll find the papers ourselves, PREPARE TO MEET YOUR CREATOR!" Lifting an axe, the man prepared to chop the bruised billionaire's head off, but he was suddenly interrupted by an intimidating voice, coming from beyond the grave.

"Vlad... Vlad... What have you done to me... Vlad... You must pay... Monster... You have made me..."

Looking up the men noticed a horrifying looking ghost kid moving closer, dragging a slightly limp leg behind him. A pair of dead red eyes glared terrifyingly at the men, mostly at Mr. Masters on the floor. Screaming in fear, the attackers looked upon what seemed like the sad remains of Danny Phantom, the well known ghostly hero and archenemy of Vlad. Screaming in horror, they fled the house, leaving a shocked Vlad Masters to his fate.

Looking at me, horrified, Vlad began shaking. I quickly stood normally and ran over to him.

"Vlad! Oh God, are you okay?! Did they hurt you badly?! Do you need help? Should I call a doctor?" Picking him up from the floor, I suddenly remembered that Vlad had only seen the changes in my ghost half for a few seconds.

"It's okay Vlad, it's me. Danny. I just look like this in my ghosthalf. Are you gonna make it?" Vlad nodded, still shocked, trying to get up.

"I... I'm making it. How did you... how – Ow, that's my arm! – How did you change your voice like that..?!"

"Sorry. I don't know really... It just... happened... I can't explain it. Do you think it's some sort of ghost power? It'd be kind of awesome to be able to scare the hell out of people as a power!"

Vlad stumbled to his feet, leaning on my shoulder for support. "I don't know, but it might be possible. There are a lot of strange powers out there. And don't worry about me, when my powers return I'll be just fine."

"Glad to hear... Vlad?"

"Yes?"

"Sorry."

"For what?"

"Being rude like that. I care about you, I really do! I'm really happy about all what you're doing for me, but it's all just so... unreal. I'm sorry for acting like it didn't matter to me."

"You're more than forgiven. I really care about you too."

"Thanks."

"Daniel?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you please help me to my room?"

"Sure, where is it?"

"... 7th floor."

"Oh God..."

DONE! Chapter is done, wait for more.

Writer's block is over. I'm excited.

I love you all and stuff. Byez!

- Shaddow