Spy Guy: Ok, so I said that Mirai was comign next but...I got really depressed and it's kinda...random...not what I was going for. So I wrote this once the mood lifted. It's a continuation of the host. Hope you like it.

And did you hear that eye for and eye and infinate realms have shown in Latin America? I think it;s kinda sad when the dub airs before the original, but thank gosh for youtube, and Mexican heritage! I can understand spanish! But I still can;t wait for the English verisons to come out. I'm better at English. Much better. :D

Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom.


The victim

Danny's POV in ghost mode


I knew where I was. The machine told me. He knew.

I was in Amity Park, the place where I was born and raised. I wished so badly that I could see it. If only the machine didn't take away my sight. I would be able to see this place one last time. That was all I wanted.

But of course the machine denied that privilege to its host, staring through my eyes itself. I wanted to know where he was going, but he refused to tell me. I was forced to go along for the ride. My arm moved up, and pushed a door aside, and I felt my legs ascend a small collection of stairs. The door whooshed shut behind me, and my feet slapped against what I assumed to be tile. If only he would let me see. I wanted to know where I was. I wanted to see my home again.

Of course my wishes were denied. The machine was truly the parasite, feeding off my life force, and using me as a puppet for his twisted plots.

But what could I do?

It was then that I heard footsteps behind me, and a voice calling my name.

How long had it been since I had heard that?

"Danny! Where you going? Where have you been?"

It was Sam.

The machine turned in surprise, staring at the girl who approached.

"You can't walk around in your ghost mode." Sam said, taking my hand. "We'll find a safe place to change back."

I wanted to pull away from her, knowing what the machine would do. The various wires that coursed through my body now; the only things really keeping me alive, could come out, and infect her with the machine.

I didn't want that to happen. She didn't deserve to have her youth sucked away from her like I had. She deserved to live and be free…not forced to wallow in darkness forever. It was too late for me. Why did the machine feel the need to cause others pain as well?

"Danny? Are you ok?" Sam asked.

I could imagine those violet eyes staring at me, true concern shining in them. I could feel the machine readying for its attack. I wanted to warn her. To tell her to get away from me, but the machine kept my mouth shut.

It was almost ready to spring.

"Danny? You don't look so good."

Then, faster than lightning, the machine sprang out, a wire coming from my hand, and encircling around her arm, before burrowing into her flesh. Sam only had time to let out a cry of guttural fear, before the machine got to work, blocking her sight, and spreading through her system. The wire then left my body, becoming one of what was soon to be many in hers.

How could something be so heartless?

I can feel myself walking away.

Where? I don't care anymore. Not only has the machine taken me, it's taken someone I cared about…and even loved.

And, as Sam's feet beat in perfect time with mine, I can only think…who will be next?