Shattered Tears

Chapter 9: Guys in White

Sam was sitting in the living room with Danielle when Danny came walking up the stairs from the basement. "Danny! What are you doing! You need to lie down! …Danny?" She stood up and walked up to him.

He wasn't looking at her, he was staring directly down at the carpet beneath his feet. In his right hand was the photo album that he had just looked through. "I…I need your help…"

Sam put her hand on his shoulder, "what is it?"

Danny finally looked up, eyes swimming with tears, "I want them back! I want my memories back! I want everything back!" He had seen so much just from those pictures, and what hit him the most was seeing the smiles on all of their faces, seeing himself enjoying time with his friends. He wanted to regain all of that, he wanted so badly to feel that happy again, to relive those years that he had no memory of. "I want to remember all of this!" He hugged the photo album to his chest, "All of those times that I smiled and laughed back then, I want to feel that! Please!"

Sam wrapped her arms around Danny, holding him tightly, "We will, don't worry." She whispered into his ear. "Tucker is still working on finding a lead, once we have that-"

"I know where we can get that lead! Vlad Masters! He knew something!" Danny narrowed his eyes with anger as he remembered his encounter with that man. "Let me go see him."

"No way!" Sam barked, releasing Danny from their hug and stepping back to look at his face, "there's no way you can go back there! Especially in the state you are in right now!"

"But he knows something! I have to!" That determined look. Sam recognized it all too well, he wouldn't back down when he had his mind set.

"If you do go, you have to take all of us with you!"


Vlad sat in his enormous living room located near the entrance, he was currently in his human form sitting on his couch and he held a cup of tea that he sipped on silently. "Ah yes, my guests have arrived." He remained sitting as the front door to his mansion was blown completely off its hinges. He sighed, "now I'll have to get that door replaced." Vlad placed his tea down on the coffee table in front of him and stood up to face the group of teens.

In the front was Sam and Valerie, both of them carrying large guns that required a strap around their shoulders as well as the use of both hands to hold. Sam's gun had steam coming from the barrel, she had been the one to blow down the door.

Behind the two of them was Danny, covered in bandages and he had his arm over Danielle's shoulders for support. Tucker was not seen with them, he was currently in the Fenton RV parked outside and was monitoring the area with his always-helpful technology.

"Always a pleasure to have you stop by." Vlad smiled, "However, I wasn't expecting Danielle to show up! My dear, you've grown so much!"

"Shut it, Plasmius!" Danielle growled, "I'm only here for Danny!" Danielle's hatred toward the man who had created her was radiating off of her. Danielle remained in her Phantom form in case Vlad tried to do anything.

"I see, well, please, sit down." Vlad motioned toward the seats across from him.

None of them moved. Sam and Valerie held their guns up with their finger on the trigger.

"Oh please, I won't bite! I have no reason to fight you, so you can put those weapons away. They're not much of a threat anyway."

"You guys can do what he says, there's no activity going on at all. I think you should try and talk to him, see if you can get any information. I'll let you know if anything funny happens."

All of the teens had a small headphone in their ear which Tucker was able to speak into from the Fenton RV. On his several computer screens, he could see heat signatures and was able to monitor any movement and of course he was able to pick up any ectoenergy around them.

Sam and Valerie took their fingers off the triggers of their guns, but didn't lower them. All four of them walked over to the couches, eyeing Vlad with caution. Slowly, they settled down into the fancy seats. Danielle and Danny sat on the small couch, while Sam and Valerie both sat in individual chairs. All of them stayed very close to each other and very far away from Vlad.

"Very good. How about some drinks?"

"No thanks." Danny barked, glaring at his enemy, "we're fine."

"My, my, so fierce."

"A few days ago when we met, you kept saying things! You knew about Zanar and seemed to know about my memory loss!"

"Did I really?" Vlad casually asked.

"Quit messing around! Tell me what you know!"

Vlad sat down in his own chair, placing his elbow on the armrest and leaning into his hand. "Very well, I'll tell you what I know, but in exchange, I have a few questions for you about your little assassination group."

Danny's eyes widened. It was true that he was no longer part of Zanar, but to give out information about them seemed…but, it was to get information about his memory loss! "Fine. I'll tell you what you want to know depending on how well your information is."

Vlad laughed, "Very well, Daniel. What do you want to know?"

"Who took my memories!" Danny yelled without a moment of thought.

"So straight forward." Vlad grinned, "I don't have the exact answer to that, however, I know who took your ghost powers so my guess is that the same people also took your memories. Five years ago, your family was killed and you were taken by the ghost organization that I know all of you are familiar with, the Guys in White. They are the ones who took your powers from you using a new invention." Vlad pointed Danny's stomach, "that's where your scar came from. That particular device reaches inside the person and drains them of all ectoplasm."

"And how the hell do you know this!" Sam barked.

"I'm the one who created that machine, Samantha. I did give it to the Guys in White, but I didn't realize that they would use it on him. That was a very risky thing to do. However, it appears that they made a mistake. While you and I fought several days ago, you were affected by the Specter Deflector just as I was, which proves that you still have some ectoenergy left in your body. So I can assume that the machine failed to take all of your energy.

"The machine I created can also be reprogrammed to take other things, in this case, I think that they reprogrammed it to take your memories as well. According to my information, the Guys in White then gave you to Zanar; Alexander, or rather, Z-1 seemed to have a particular interest in you."

Sam stood up, "are you trying to tell me that the Guys in White are behind all of this! The men that I've worked years for are the ones that took everything away from Danny! How do we know that you're telling the truth!"

Vlad shrugged, "it's your choice to believe me or not. I have many connections to companies and organizations, both government and criminal. That is where I am able to receive my information."

Danny spoke up, "why was Zanar trying to kill you?"

"I was hoping you knew the answer to that, Daniel. You're the one that came into my home and tried to kill me."

"I never know the reason for killing someone! I just followed orders!" Danny looked down at the floor, "a deal's a deal. What do you want to know about Zanar?"

"I want to know the names of the 10 ranking Zanar members, as well as their specialties."

Danny grit his teeth. That's classified information! I can't believe I'm giving them to this bastard! Danny went though the first seven, giving all of the information Vlad was asking for, then "Z-3…nameless in Zanar, specialty: Firearms, daggers, hand-to-hand combat, and bombs. Z-2, Charles, last name unknown. Because he ranks higher than I do, I never learned in detail what his specialties were, however, I know for a fact that he specialized in all the same things I did and more. And Z-1, Alexander, last name unknown, specialties unknown. That's all the information I have on them."

Vlad nodded, "Now, are there any other questions you kids have for me?"

Sam tightened her grip on her weapon dangerously, "Was it the Guys in White that killed Danny's family? And did youknow that they were going to be killed!"

"Ah, Samantha, you are always so full of life. The Guys in White were involved, however, I don't think that they were the ones to kill the Fentons."

Danny stood up, shaking a bit due to his not fully healed wounds. "Answer her question! Did you know that my family was going to be killed!"

Vlad smirked, "yes, I did."

Danny bared his teeth like an animal, his eyes flashed bright green for a moment before returning to normal.

At this information, all of the teens stood up, Sam and Valerie both aiming their guns.

"Why didn't you help them!" Valerie demanded, "you may not have liked them all that much, but I didn't think you were so low that you wouldn't save them! They were your friends!" Valerie snarled, "can I shoot him?"

Danny lunged at Vlad before any of them could act, he reeled his arm back and shot his fist forward to land a punch. Danny was only a foot away from Vlad when he delivered the attack. Vlad, without any effort, raised his hand up and caught Danny's punch, closing his fingers around his fist to prevent him from pulling back. With his free hand, Vlad threw his own hand forward and drove his fist into Danny's stomach.

Danny's mouth gaped open as he choked for breath. Vlad, while still sitting in his chair, kicked Danny's legs from beneath him, causing Danny to fall to the ground, clutching his stomach. Then, Vlad stood up, towering over Danny and looking down at him, "I understand their reaction to this news, but you? You have no memories of your family, so why do you feel so strongly about their deaths?

"Get away from him!" Sam screamed, threatening to fire her gun.

Danny coughed sharply, "I may not have memories of them, but I can still love my family! And I will get my memories back! I will get my powers back! And when I do, you can expect me to show up at your door and I will kick the crap out of you!"

"Oh? Why not take me down now? Are you only strong enough to face me with your powers?"

Danny smirked, "of course not. But right now, you're not my top priority. You're next on my list."

"I look forward to it." Vlad stepped away from Danny, allowing him to shakily stand up.

Sam immediately ran toward Danny, allowing him to wrap his arm around her shoulders for support. Danny spoke to everyone, "we're done here. Let's go."

The teens exited the mansion and walked toward the Fenton RV. Tucker opened the side door for them to file in, "are you all okay?"

"We're fine. Let's go home."

Danny keeled over and coughed in pain. Small specs of saliva and blood flew from his mouth onto the floor of the RV. "Damn."

Sam walked over, "this is why we shouldn't go to Vlad's ever! We usually don't leave in the same condition we arrived in. Here, let me see." She pulled Danny's shirt up, seeing the beginning of a bruise form just below his rib cage. "There's no serious damage, you're lucky, with that force he could've easily snapped your ribs." Sam stared at the scar of three large spots in a triangle. "So, this is how they got your powers, and possibly your memories?" Sam stepped away from Danny, "and…the Guys in White are the ones behind it?" She clenched her fists, "those bastards. They won't get away with this."


Sam lay in her bed (although it was technically Danny's bed), staring up at the ceiling, unable to sleep. She couldn't stop thinking about Danny and all that had happened with Vlad that night. It was all so much to take in.

She rolled to her side, closing her eyes in hope to get some sleep.

Unknown to Sam, a figure slipped through the door, not making a sound whatsoever. Danny stood by the entrance for several minutes, staring at the form of Sam beneath the blankets. He didn't want to wake her.

Again without making a sound, Danny walked up to the side of Sam, she was facing away from him with her eyes closed so she couldn't see him. Thinking she was asleep, Danny gently brushed her cheek with his hand and lightly touched her beautiful hair.

Sam nearly had a heart attack when she felt a hand on her face suddenly, but she quickly figured out who it was and remained still. His hand fell down to her neck, making her hairs stand on end. Slowly, she reached her hand back and put it over his hand.

Danny gasped, "s-sorry." He pulled his hand away from her with embarrassment, "I…didn't know that you were…awake…" He was about to get up and leave when Sam grabbed onto his hand.

"Wait." She quietly requested.

Danny remained still at her request, letting her hold onto his hand.

"Please don't leave."

"…okay." Danny sat on the edge of her bed, "I didn't mean to startle you or anything. I…" What was I doing? What made me come in here?

"You know, this is your room." Sam quietly spoke.

Danny looked around at the walls, seeing several posters that he didn't recognize. Several of them involved space. He also saw some CDs stacked on a small table and a computer in the corner. He thought of his room back at Zanar Headquarters, where it was just a simple bed with a blanket and pillow, then a small drawer to carry clothes and his weapons. That was it.

"It's a nice room."

After several hours, Sam opened her eyes, not remembering when she fell asleep. She looked over and saw Danny lying on the edge of the bed top of the blankets, still wearing his clothes and shoes from that day. He had fallen asleep already. Sam smiled and closed her eyes again.


The next morning, Danny woke up on top of his bed. He looked over and expected to see Sam, but she was gone. He looked at the clock, it showed that it was five in the morning. Was she up already? Danny stood up and left the room, walking downstairs. He expected her to be in the kitchen eating, but instead, he found a note on the table.

His eyes widened, "goddamn it!" He growled. "Tucker! Valerie!" He called from the kitchen. In less than ten seconds, he heard the two of them running down the stairs, both in their pajamas.

"What happened!" Valerie asked.

Danny held up the note.

Valerie quickly scanned the note "Oh my god. She didn't!"

Hey you guys, I know you'll be mad when you read this and I apologize. I am going to see the Guys in White. I'm going to check some things out and see if I find anything else relating to Danny's memory loss. I still work for them, so I'll be able to get in. I went alone because I'm hoping they won't suspect that we know the truth. I didn't tell you because you wouldn't have let me leave. I'll be back tonight. Love, Sam.

Tucker ran toward the basement for a moment, "she took the Specter Speeder."

Valerie put her hand up to her forehead, "what if they find out that she knows! What do we do? We don't have a way of getting there except the RV, but that will take us forever!" Valerie quickly picked up the phone and dialed Sam's cell phone number.

While they waited for Sam to pick up, Danny quickly left the room and jogged to the guest room. He grit his teeth in pain, but continued moving. He opened the door, Danielle sat up quickly in the bed. "Danny? What's wrong?"

"Hey, cous', listen, I need a huge favor."

Down in the kitchen, Valerie put the phone on speaker so that both Tucker and her could talk to Sam. Finally, Sam picked up her phone. "Hello?"

"Damn it, Sam! I'm going to kick your ass when you get back here!" Valerie snapped.

"That's exactly why I didn't tell you guys. It'll be okay! I doubt they'll suspect anything! I'll just go in, check it out and then leave, no big deal. I'll be there in about ten minutes, so I can't talk for long."

"What weapons did you bring?" Tucker asked.

"Just the usual, I don't want them to get suspicious."

"You're so reckless," Valerie groaned, "why do you and Danny always do this!"

Tucker looked behind them, "where is Danny?"

Valerie looked behind, "oh my god, are you kidding me!" She left the kitchen and ran upstairs toward the guest room that Danielle was staying in. However, neither of them could be found in there.


"Are you alright? I don't want you to hurt yourself."

Danielle smiled, "I'm totally fine! I promise!"

Danny held onto her hand as she flew through the air. His heart fluttered with joy at being in the air. A wide smile spread across his face at the familiar yet foreign feeling. "This is…incredible!"

Danielle laughed. "It won't be too long before we're there. Is Sam going to be alright?"

"I don't know. I hope so. But," Danny narrowed his eyes, "I won't forgive those bastards for what they did to me. And if they do anything to Sam…" he snarled fiercely.


Sam arrived at the GIW Headquarters. She rarely ever came here. She did jobs for them once in a while, but they usually just sent her a letter request for each job.

It was a very large, square building that mostly looked like an office building from the outside. Surrounding it was a large gate, the gate entrance was opened for her after she revealed who she was. Sam left the Specter Speeder outside of the gate and walked in.

A large man wearing a white suit (of course) asked her to remove any weapons. She figured it would go like this. Around her waist she had a belt which carried the majority of her weapons, she unhooked the belt from her waist and handed it to the man. "I need to speak with your boss." She held up the letter she had been sent from the GIW boss, requesting that she destroy Z-3, "about a job."

Sam was brought to one of the top floors of the building and lead by the large man into the main office. The main office was much larger than any of the other rooms in the building. Toward the wall there was a large desk and sitting at that desk was the boss. All along the wall there were windows that looked over the area.

"Agent A." Sam acknowledged, "nice to see you again."

"Sam Manson, this is an unexpected visit from you." Agent A, the leader of the GIW, was about six feet tall, and he wore a black suit. Just like every other guy here, he wore sunglasses and was bald. Sam assumed that he wore a black suit so that he stood out from the other guys.

"My group has successfully captured Z-3, as you requested. He wasn't easy to catch, and right now we have him restrained at our place. I'm curious though," Sam walked forward and sat in a chair across from the boss, "why are you so interested in having him? Other than his name, we don't know anything about him. He's human too, you guys deal with ghosts just like us, right?"

Agent A cross his arms and leaned back in his chair, "why are you so curious?"

Sam shrugged, "I'm just wondering. Before we hand him over to you guys, I just want to make sure that this is something we should do. My group doesn't like to capture living people. We were thinking about just letting him go. So, in other words, if you really want this guy, you should answer my questions."

I know that I told the others that I would just casually walk in and check things out…but it won't be going that smoothly. I need to be straight forward. I need to get some information. I need to know what these guys are after.

"How do I know for sure that you have captured Z-3?"

Sam smirked, "what can I do to prove it to you other than give you my word?"

"I have the feeling that you're not telling me the truth, Sam." Agent A stood up from his seat, "If you've really captured Z-3, then you should've immediately recognized him as your old friend."

Sam's hand gripped the armrest of her seat.

"Are you telling me that you've captured your old friend and currently have him at your home? Danny Phantom, Amity Park's hero no longer exists, but I'm sure that you would've figured that out, am I right?"

Sam jumped up from her chair, reaching into her sleeve and pulled out a switchblade. She launched herself toward Agent A, kicking him in the knee with her large combat boot. A bone snapping echoed in her ears, and the boss feel to his knees with a grunt of pain. Sam came behind the man and pressed her knee to the small of his back, pushing against him until he was flat on the ground with Sam pinning him down. She held the knife up to his face threateningly. "What the hell did you do to him! You are the ones who took everything away from him! Where are you keeping his powers and his memories! You stole them! And I'll get them back for him!"

"As I thought, you can't be trusted after all."

Sam's eyes widened. She heard a large bang just before she was thrown off of Agent A and lay on the ground. Warm blood began to pool around her. Her eyes wouldn't focus; everything was spinning. I…was shot? She pressed her hand to her side, letting out a cry as she put pressure onto the wound. "You bastard." With one hand against her wound, Sam used her other hand to push herself up onto her knees and staggered into a stand. "Don't take me lightly!"

In the room was about ten Guys in White, each holding a gun toward her. She had no chance of getting to the exit. The men all lined up near the exit to keep her from leaving, behind her was the windows. Agent A was standing, also holding a gun. "You're completely outnumbered."

Sam grit her teeth. "All of you against me? Ha! You still need thirty more before you stand a chance!" Sam brought her hand off of her wound, and both hands reached down into her boots, she pulled out two more knives. Damn, I'm really losing blood. I won't last long here. Rather than charging forward toward the men, Sam ran backwards toward the windows on the wall. She jumped through the windows, making the glass shatter and fly in all directions.

Two of the Guys in White quickly ran to the window and looked down. They were ten stories up, she wouldn't survive the fall. But to their surprise, they didn't see a body on the ground. "She's gone!" One of them barked. They then looked up, and again, they didn't see her.

Agent A cursed loudly. "Search the entire building! Find her! Now!"

Sam heaved in and out, "wow that was close." She looked around her, there was nobody in this room, which was good for now, but sooner or later, they would check here, she had to keep moving. Sam had jumped out of the window and fallen three stories before she grabbed onto one of the windows and quickly opened it and jumped through. Thankfully the window was unlocked, otherwise she would've had to break it and give away where she was.

Years of training were on her side, but she was up against an entire building of professionals. "This'll be interesting." Sam grabbed one of the curtains in the room and tore it up to create a bandage. "Damn," she looked at her side where the bullet had hit her. Before she could wrap it up…she had to get the bullet out.

She searched the room for supplies and was able to find a pair of scissors. She poured some alcohol on the scissors before digging it painfully into her wound. She bit her lip to prevent from screaming, tears poured from her eyes, but she managed to pull the bullet out. It would suck if the bullet caused an infection, so she had to take it out, even if it was very unpleasant. Sam wrapped the cloth around the wound and tied it tight.

"Alright." First I should try to find some better weapons. I'll go from there. Sam cautiously walked out of the room and started searching. I won't forgive you for hurting Danny! With tears in his eyes he begged me to help him get his memories back! I won't let him down!

A/N: Sorry that this chapter was a bit rushed, sometimes I'm a bit impatient when I want to get toward the action! XD