Author: Okay, next chapter is out and sorry it took so long to update! School has started and it's so hard to keep up with school work and after school stuff and fanfiction. Umm... not a lot of Sam action in this chapter if any... so enjoy! Now a word from our local ghost hater/hunter!

Valerie: DISCLAIMER: The author does not own Danny Phantom. (shot gun reloading sound) Now where's the information about Phantom you promised me?

Author: Well... PHANTOM LOOKS SO HOT WHEN HE'S MAD!!!!

Valerie: That was it?

Author: (nod nod)

Valerie: (shot gun reloading sound) I suggest you run...

Where the Puppet Betrayed the Master

Phantom was pissed. Very, very pissed. As soon as the two attackers left, he had gone to search for Sam. All the servants were fine; they had phased through the rubble that had fallen from the walls and ceiling and had begun to clear it up. He had asked around for the girls but none of the servants had seen them, let alone Sam. Oh yes, Phantom was very pissed.

"Sam!" he called out, popping his head into every room, trying to find her. He had searched from behind curtains to looking into closets. Phantom concluded one thing: Sam had been taken prisoner along with the other girls. It was odd, he wondered. Why would those two assailants want the girls. He always got bored of them after a few months, except for Sam. Sam had been special. She wanted nothing to do with him and rebelled so much. He punched the wall in rage, not caring that it was creating a huge dent in it. "WHERE IS SHE?!"

"Master Phantom!" a voice called from behind. Phantom turned around to see Danny running toward him. Strange, where was he when the two people had attacked? "I can't find Sam!" Danny followed Phantom as he sat in a chair nearby.

"My little Sammy-kins!" Phantom wailed over-dramatically. Phantom was always a bit of a drama queen. Just a bit.

"Umm…" Danny pulled out a tissue from nowhere, "What are you going to do about it?" Phantom took the tissue and continued to bawl insistently. Danny sighed as Phantom continued to cry.

He silently growled in annoyance. He had spent years waiting quietly for Phantom to show his weakness and use it against him. And now he had found her. His heart clenched when he thought of Sam. No way was this bastard going to get Sam. She deserved better. She deserved a human that cared about her and her feelings and didn't play mean pranks on her.

"She deserves me," Danny thought smugly, sending a glare at Phantom when he wasn't looking.

"I don't know!" Phantom moaned but then he stopped, "I'll make those bastards pay." Danny forced himself to nod. He got up as Phantom floated lazily outside.

"When are you going?" Danny asked, following Phantom.

"I'm going to save my precious Sam!" Phantom smirked, "After all, where there's a damsel in distress, there must be a knight in shining armor to save her." Danny's mental control snapped. One second, Danny was a foot away from Phantom, the next, Phantom was up against the wall with Danny holding him by the collar.

"SHE IS NOT YOURS!" he screamed, "SHE HATES YOU! DON'T YOU GET IT! SHE DESERVES MUCH MORE THAN YOU CAN GIVE HER!" Danny stopped, breathing in deeply as Phantom phased through the floor and came up behind Danny. He turned around to see Phantom's eyes narrow dangerously.

"Where is she?" his hands crackled with neon green static. His palms began emitting an eerie green light.

"Where you can't get her," Danny smirked, drawing out a metal stick that elongated into a sword with blue flames spurting out.

"You took her!" Phantom yelled as he raced forward, charging at Danny with a glowing green palm raised. "Give her back!"

"Make me!" Danny sneered as he swung his sword to block Phantom's palm. Phantom stopped short, dodging the sword before hurling an ectoplasmic ball. A fight had ensued as both teens exchanged blows, striking once and a while. Flashes of blue and green could be seen from outside. The newly repaired ceilings had been torn up and burn marks and ectoplasm appeared on the furniture and walls.

"Enough!" Danny panted, tiredly. The battle had come to a standstill and both Phantom and Danny had their share of wounds. A jet sled had come crashing from the roof and Danny had jumped onto it. "Make no move to find Sam. She is safe with me."

Phantom stared as the jet sled headed down the corridor and to the front gate. His wounds spurted green ectoplasm as he stopped panting and huddled himself in a ball, refusing to be treated by any of the servants. They had Sam. They had the first little happy spark in his afterlife. He got up slowly and phased into his bedroom where he collapsed and let sleep claim him.

Meanwhile, Danny had flown back to the base under the rubble that was Fenton Works. On the outside, it seemed like any rundown building with broken windows and a hole where the door had been but under a trapdoor strategcally hidden under a pile of rocks was a large underground network of rooms filled with ghost detecting equipment and most of all, a ghost portal. Many people that hated ghosts and their rule over their small town had joined their cause to find ways to fight ghosts.

Danny hovered slightly off the floor on the jet sled before rolling and hitting the cold metal floor.

"Danny!" the woman in red pulled off her mask to reveal a girl no more than 17 with chocolate colored skin and brilliant sea foam green eyes. She picked up his arm and hauled him on to a bed in the infirmary. Numerous scratches cover his arms and legs and a nasty gash decorated his left leg.

"How is she?" Danny asked motioning to Sam in the next bed. She was still dressed in her party clothes but Danny thought she looked angelic.

"She's fine," Valerie replied quickly, letting a doctor get through to bandage his wounds. "But what happened to you?"

"I had a fight with 'master'," Danny let a out small laugh before clutching his sides.

"Don't tell me you already betrayed him," Valerie groaned, "I knew you couldn't keep it up for long." He smiled as the doctor checked the last of his wounds and left.

"I want to see her," Danny got up, ignoring the pain in his left leg. Valerie quickly helped him up.

"Be careful!" she scolded, sitting him in a chair next to her and then leaving, "I'll be in the op center if you need me." The door shut and he was left alone. He stared at her sleeping figure and watched as she breathed gently. In and out, in and out. He found himself breathing in tune with her and bent down to watch her more. Her soft purple stained lips, her silky black hair falling on to her milky skin, Danny drank this all in. His hand instinctantly went out to stroke her face. She leaned into the hand, yearning for the warmth it provided.

"Soon, Sam," he whispered, "Soon Phantom will pay for treating you like dirt."

A/N: The last line was a bit of a cliffie... still don't know how to make a perfect one. Umm... please read and review! Thanks!