Okay, now I'm really disappointed. I sit hours and hours on no end to write this so you can enjoy it and still you don't even give me the tiniest piece if your time to reward it. If you don't like my story then write it so I can change it.But yeah, I get it. Totally, completely and it disappoints me.But fine, I can survive without reviews and I love my stories too much to stop writing.So fine, just ignore the human behind the text and just read.I hope at least one of you enjoys it.I still don't own Danny Phantom.

7. Fight

Blast for blast hit for hit, the ghosts kept coming. When one went down, two went after, until suddenly one of them, a giantic one looking like a green bear, held a struggling captive. Valeries eyes widened with horror: "Jason!" The ghost smiled cruelly: "Ah, I see this kid seems very important for you. One move and hes dead." Jasons small green eyes widened with fear and he stopped struggling while Valeries body trembeled. Phantom growled and seemed ready to attack, but Valerie stopped him with her pleading eyes: "Dont. Hell hurt him." Phantoms eyes widened with understandment. "...your son...?" He muttered quietly and Valerie nodded sad.

Suddenly a green bur tackled the giantic ghost and freed the boy sweeping him back to his mother. Phantom instantly used the following confusion and attacked the monster.

It was a girl, a ghost, not older than Jason that had safed the Red Huntress son. Valerie quickly hugged her son as soon as he was lowered to her height. The boy hugged his distressed mother and turned then to his ghostly saviour: "Thanks, Box-Lunch." The girl smiled kindly before saying: "Now are we even. And like I said not all ghosts are evil, Jason." The boy nodded and the girl saluted, flying away again.

Phantom flew back to mother and son and landed softly: "Who was that?" Valerie turned and smiled at him: "You should know, you were right. Not all ghosts are evil." Phantoms eyes widened with cofusion, then he started to grin: "Ha! Did everyone hear that?! I was right! Red has finally admitted it!" Valerie growled and got another Ecto-gun out: "Just because I agreed with you, that doesnt mean I still wont blast you into the next week. Dannys other half or not." Phantom flinched, but then his eyes locked on the trembling child, who muttered something about his mother finally being safe again. "And who might you be, little guy?" Phantom smiled softly, moving closer to the kid. The boy only struggeled closer to his mother, completely ignoring the teenage ghost. When he saw that contact wasnt wanted, Phantom took a step back and eyed Valerie curious: "Ive never thought you to be the mother-type, Valerie. How come? Danny never mentioned him." Valerie bit her upper lip and looked away, while the child looked up to the stranger with the mention of his new uncles name.

When the two electric-green pairs of eyes met, Phantoms widened with horror. "No" he breathed and shook his head with shock and deny. He stumbeled two steps back until he felt the brick wall of the building behind him press in his back. "No" he continued to shake his head. Valeries eyes met with his and then he knew everything he had to. "Im so sorry...so terrible sorry..." the now tremling ghost whispered. Valerie looked away while the curiousity of her son was awakened. He stared at the strange ghost who seemed to shudder with fear and deny. "I never intented to...Plasmius, he...oh shit...shit...I had no idea...Danny nver mentioned..." His gaze finally met Valeries again: "Im so terrible sorry, Val..." Valerie bit her lip before she cut him off: "Dont be. Its not your fault, Phantom." But Phantom shook his head, now clearly upset: "He freaking raped you! I did, too!...And..." "I know. But its past. People are able to change. And Danny made it clear that you didnt have control right then. All those things...that wasnt you. That was Plasmius work." Valerie assured and showed again thet she was stronger than she looked. Phantom shook his head with horror: "I know what he did, Valerie. And Im so sorry...I couldnt fight him then..."

"What are you two fighting about?" the curious voice of the child interupted them reminding the two that they werent alone. Jason looked troubled between the two older beings. "You dont need to fight, really!" Phantom stared for a moment at the child who dared to interrupt him, before he smiled softly: "And who might you be, little guy?" The boy huffed at the little and answered: "Im Jason Grey and I aint little!" Phantom couldnt help himself and started to laugh. Seeing the electric green eyes and hearing the angry and proud comment, he coldnt help but think of himself back when he was younger and complete. "Of course you arent" he grinned amused, but then his face hardened and he turned to Valerie: "But first we have to blast the other ghosts into oblivion." "Agreed" the huntress said and lowered her son back to the ground. Phantom nodded to himself: "Good, and while we fight you care to tell me what my traiterous other half decided NOT to mention besides Sam being a ghost and having a kid!"

Sam blasted a ghost away while Danny worked with the broken ghost-shield-generator, trying to get the thing back to work. He cursed under his breath and hit the thing frustrated, only to get it finally back to work. He smiled with his little victory and then turned to Sam: "Okay, come on, were done here. Now we need to continue with the other streets." Sam nodded and the lovebirds ran - or in Sams case flew – to the next street. Only to have Danny and Phantom collide with eachother.

Phantom was instantly up again, while his human counterpart laid groaning and his head rubbing on the street. Then he looked up again and blinked confused: "Oh, you again." Phantom narrowed his eyes with anger, then he flew forward and grabbed the teen by his collar: "Yeah, me again. So what the hell did you think not to mention Sam and Jason!?" Danny tried to free himself from his ghosts grasp, but when he got the message that this was useless he sighed, before he answered: "Believe me or not, I would have loved to mention them, but I knew you were still hot-tempered because of Plasmius and..." Phantom growled: "Are you trying to say Im mental unstable?" Danny stared angrily at him before saying: "Yes. And its not like you didnt keep things from me, right?" That did it. The next two minutes the two halves just yelled at eachother insults that are not allowed to be written down. Valerie kept silent and helt her boys ears in order to protect him from the dirty language the teens used and finally Sam had enough and forced the two just to shut off with the help of her steel-toed combatboots she still – even as a ghost – wore. The boys glared at her but finally shut up. Sam smiled satisfied and then explained: "Thanks a lot, you idiots, for finally remembering your manners and that we still have a child in our presence. Plus..." She pointed into the sky were Plasmius currently was dodging Vlads shots. "...we have more serious issues right now than yelling at eachother headless." The boys glared at eachother but then nodded. Valerie smiled softly and released her struggling sons ears so he could hear again. "Sweet" she agreed, thankful for the ghosts temper.

Just then Vlad was thrown in a near building. The friends instantly rushed to the side of the man. His body was covered in bruises, burns and cuts and he was knocked out. Valerie lifted the man up and said almost casually: "Okay, hes out cold." The teens nodded, only her son asked curiously "Whos he?" just to be ignored. "Okay, then its my turn. Meet me at the mainsquare" Phantom said and rose up to his enemy before anyone could comlain. The others nodded and Valerie and Danny picked Vlad up while Sam took Jason. And so they went to the meetingpoint, where a crowd of curious people was already formed.

Just then they heard a shrill cry. "You stay here" ordered Danny and rushed without further discussion back into the small sidestreets of Amity Park, while in sky above him Phantom and Plasmius faught a bloody battle.

A young redheaded man wearing glasses with freckless was trapped under some loose stones which had crashed down from a near building was the reason of the noice. Danny fastly lifted the stones from his legs away while the men wimpered. When he was finally freed, Danny asked carefully: "You okay?" The man groaned and opened one eye, giving the boy the "Are-you-serious" look. Danny winced: "Sorry, standart question." Just then seemed the man to recognize the boy: "F...Fenton?" Danny blinked and looked confused: "Do I know you?" The men sat up and nodded: "Sure, sure! We were together in some classes. You might remember me, its Mikey." Danny nodded dumbfoldet: "Oh...okay, sorry." His gaze went to the mens legs: "Can you move them?" Mikey slowly tried to move them and hissed in pain when he did so. They were of course bruised and the left one was in a strange angle, seemly broken. "Can you stand up? We have to get back to the mainsquare. Its not save here." said Danny. Mikey nodded and pressed his teeth together and with of Danny he stood up again. "Keep talking" suggested Danny, while they slowly started to walk back. "It helps to keep your mind from the pain." "What was your name again? David? Dale? Dante?" the man asked pressed. "Danny" the teen stated simply. "Yeah...that was it. Danny Fenton...how come youre still so young?" Mikey asked his former classmate. "I was frozen in some lab in hope for waking up in a better time...without being asked if I even wanted it" Danny answered.

"I see..." started Mikey but got cut off by the sound of one of Plasmius blasts hitting the buiding next to them. Danny instantly recognized the danger of the groaning and cracking building and pushed the older man out of the danger zone: "Watch out!"

Mikey tumbeled on the ground and heard the sickening sound of crashing stones. Ignoring the pain he fastly pushed himself up, horror written all over his face when he saw the big pile of stones covering the ground were he stood only seconds ago. "D...Danny?!" he asked almost panicked. A few seconds nothing else besides the fighting sounds of Plasmius and Phantom was heard, then a groan cut through the silence. Mikeys eyes widened behind his now broken glasses: "Danny? You okay?!" After a few seconds which felt like hours the teen finally answered the worried man: "Im okay, no worries there. Just Im stuck. Get someone to get me out and everything will be fine." Mikey nodded and hinked – as fast as he could – back to the mainsquare to get help.

"Haha, you missed!" mocked Phantom. Plasmius growled and charged to attack again. He threw a poerful blast of pink ectoplasma at the boy...only to find him catching it. Phantom stared amazed at this new aspect of his powers and grinned wide: "Scadosh, Plasmius, i would say Game Over." Then he poured his own ectoplasmic energy in the ball and threw it back at the older ghost who was thrown back by the explosion of the impact, not able to fight back anymore. He crashed into an almost collapsed building on a sidestreet which collapsed and made the stones burry him underneath them. When the smoke was gone so it seemed Plasmius was finally gone, too.

The crowd beneath him started to cheer, the tyran was finally gone! Phantom whooped with joy and made a flip, then he lowered himself back to the ground were he was greeted by his waiting friends. The cheered, too, and it was just amazing, knowing to never have to be afraid again. Phantom smiled widely: He did it! Now was everything finally going to be alright forever!

Just then he saw that one person was missing. "Guys, where is Danny?" he asked, a bad feeling nagging in the back of his mind. Sam paled, and the crowd started to silence. Valerie looked worried: "Strange. He wanted to follow us shortly after..." Just then a redheaded man hinked out of the sidestreet where he had just thrown Plasmius to. When the man saw the crowd, he instantly startedto yell: "We have to help him! Hes trapped and..." Sam rushed to him, the man stared shocked at the ghost coming to him: "Who, Mikey? Who is trapped?!" When he found his voice again, Mikey announced the grave news: "D...Danny..."

And a sickening laugh cut through the silence that was left after these news, followed by a muffled cry.