The Phantom's Mistress
Dangerous, sadistic, terrifying. Those were a few ways to describe Phantom, ruler of the Ghost Zone. Seducing young goth girls on the other hand only applied to the rebellion leader and high school outcast, Sam Manson.
Phantom's mouth was on hers in a second, steering Sam backwards until the back of her legs collided with the bed. He tipped her over till she was lying on the bed, confused and panting.
Right after escaping Phantom's castle, they had practically flown all throughout the ghost zone before settling in an empty house. Phantom had dragged Sam by the arm and roughly pushed her into the room before pouncing.
Her lips were sore and she shivered as his lips guided down her ear to her neck. She hated the reaction he got out of her and for a moment she wished Danny was the one doing it.
At the memory of her crush, she flushed. The last time she had seen him she declared her love for him. How could she possibly face him now? And it was clearly unfair the way she was thinking about him. He didn't deserve some love struck teen on his back. It just made things more complicated.
After her thoughts, Sam realized Phantom had stopped kissing her and was now staring down at her face intently.
Sam blushed. "What?"
"I thought maybe I could make you forget about the past, but that doesn't seem to be the case."
Phantom stood up slowly and Sam peeked curiously at how affected he was from their make out.
"I..." It took only a moment for Sam to realize what this meant. He was going to kill Danny. Possibly even before her eyes.
Sam stood up. "I...That's not it," she said quickly, earning a rather confused look from the ghost. "I'm here, aren't I?"
He truly appeared bewildered. If Sam weren't so disgusted about what she would do next she probably would have laughed. Reaching around his neck, she pulled him closer and smacked his lips to hers.
Phantom was completely lost now. Samantha was initiating a kiss? It had always been his for the taking, something he enjoyed watching as she squirmed beneath him, but her lips were demanding now which excited him in ways he didn't think possible.
His hands wrapped around her waist and he pulled her closer to him, a groan escaping his mouth when she playfully bit at his lower lip.
"Samantha." He said her name with so much sensuality it made goosebumps travel up her spine.
A hand made its way under her shirt and up her back, sending strange sparks through her body. It was cold wherever he pressed against her skin before burning an intense hot. She could hardly take it. Phantom began walking her back again until she hit a wall.
Something clicked against her wrist. Sam opened her eyes to find Phantom staring at her, his eyes cold. She glanced down to see her left hand chained to the bed.
"What?" She gasped, giving the metal a good tug.
"Its cute," Phantom began, giving Sam a cruel smile, "How much you care about your friends." He leaned in now, so his lips brushed against her ear, "But I can't possibly steal your heart if someone else has already taken it."
Her eyes widened. "No-"
It was too late though. Phantom had disappeared completely, leaving the bedroom door swinging. Sam pulled at the chain, willing it to come lose.
"Oh my god, break already!" she demanded, pulling until her wrist was pink. Sometime during the struggle Sam began to cry.
Danny was going to die because of her stupid mistake. It was all her fault. Why did Phantom insist on having her and only her?
There was a slight breeze and the sound of boots against the wooden floor. Sam glanced up, both amazed and thrilled to see the unharmed face of Danny Fenton.
"Sam!"
The goth's face gaped, only to be knocked with a muscular chest. Danny was hugging her, hands around her waist, crushing Sam to him.
"D-Danny?" She stuttered, surprised. Behind him the rest of the team stood with knowing smirks and Sam did her best to work her blush into a scowl. "How did you-?"
She just noticed the portal behind them, the green shades swirling. Only she was sure she could make out Maddie and Jack's silhouette. It disappeared before she could be sure.
Danny let go of her, his face meeting hers. When he realized how close they were he blushed and took a step back.
"We've come to your rescue," Tucker replied. It was a rare sight to see the techy on the actual missions; camouflage pants, a red bandanna and square glass piece that appeared connected to his computer over one eye.
"W-Why?" Sam asked. "I thought you guys hated me."
"We do," Tucker answered. "But the moment Danny heard Phantom took you he went crazy. Never seen this guy so determined to find anything before."
Sam turned to Danny then who was busy glaring daggers into Tucker. His blush only fueled hers more. She had confessed to him! If she could have died of embarrassment she would have.
Valerie stepped up, elbowing Tucker in the ribs. He yelped, rubbing the sore spot. "After we thought about it we figured you only did that for us." She eyed her friend. "But Sam, you actually agreed to being the guy's love slave?"
Sam groaned. "Does everyone know what a freaking mistress is except me?"
"Mistress?" Danny asked, confused. That's right. Danny was a C average student, not much better than herself. At least he didn't know what that meant.
Tucker patted his buddy on the shoulder. "Ain't the time or place, dude."
Sam looked at her assembled team: Star, Val, Tucker, Danny, Dash and Kwan with serious eyes now. "Please tell me Mr. And Mrs Fenton created a ghost portal."
"Even better." Tucker whipped out his PDA. "We've been given a list of coordinates and times when a portal will be activated and disappear." He clicked a few things. "Since this is another dimension, the portals don't last long and can appear anywhere in the ghost zone. We have to find the right one, right time right place."
"Of course." Sam sighed shaking her head.
"Um, Sam? Why are you...tied up?"
The rebellion leader blinked at Danny's words, staring at her chained hand. The others in the group immediately paled a color, especially Tucker, who seemed about ready to faint.
"Some kinky shit..." Dash murmured to Kwan.
"He's on his way," Sam stated, glaring at the two jocks in the back. "Phantom went back to earth in order to...take care of Amity Park." She suddenly felt anxious again. Everyone else was still at base! She needed to get them out quickly.
"What?"
She didn't know where the gasp came from. Tucker was on his communicator in a second, warning base. Danny took a new weapon and shot it at Sam's hand. The metal broke in half.
"We need to get to Amity Park now."
Valerie raised an eyebrow. "And how do you propose we do that? Do you know how long it took just to find a portal big enough?"
Sam cursed under her breath and then blinked. "There...There's a working one by the castle. That's how Phantom and I got here. It leads to Wisconsin."
"That's way too far!" Star piped up from somewhere in the back. "We'd be too late."
Sam stared at her team, then glanced up at Danny, who only stared at her encouragingly. "Its your call, Sam."
She nodded and stared at everyone. "Its the only shot we got."
It was a little awkward for Sam to see Danny, much less get on the same glider with him, but she had to suck up her embarrassment and focus on getting everyone out safely. She tried to remember exactly what landmarks she had pat, the doors that floated by. The ghost zone was definitely an eerie place she never wanted to return to.
After some time, Phantom's castle came into view and the team made sure to be safely out of the eyes of patrolling ghost. Sam remembered what had happened the last time she was there, practically turned in by every ghost she met, but there was someone she wanted to save. Landing the glider on solid rock, she turned to Danny.
"There's something I have to do." She didn't realize just how close he was, just behind her in the suddenly small device. It really had felt like forever since she saw him last-confessed to him.
Danny's innocent smile appeared as always, causing Sam her usual blush. "We'll wait for you." He hesitated, somewhat unsure, before taking both Sam's cheeks and softly kissing her forehead. "Be careful," he added, slowly releasing her.
She wished she could have stayed him forever. Sighing, Sam nodded, and made her way toward the castle. Sneaky around was the easy part, what she didn't understand was how she would get in. There were no visible doors, but she didn't believe there wasn't something for her to crawl in.
Just as she made it past another wall, an A chord of a guitar played above her.
Sam was surprised to see Ember return with a dress bag. After finding Sam just outside the castle walls, the ghost had phased her inside and back into her old room. Uncomfortable memories swarmed the goth's head, along with the feeling of being hopelessly trapped.
"You approve of this?" She asked as Ember flung the bag on the bed, crossing her arms.
"The whole ball gown isn't my thing." She yawned.
"It isn't mine either." Sam sighed, shaking her head. "But you honestly don't care that I'm Phantom's mistress? You do know that giving up Phantom means giving up your title." The idea stumped Sam. She assumed most ghosts sought out power and Ember didn't seem like the person to shy away from a crowd, but rather thrive on it.
"Oh, I know." The punk teen smiled. "But I don't need some lame princess title to get me to the top." She gave Sam a shrug. "Besides, Phantom has a lot of enemies." Her haunting green eyes took in her reaction. "Knowing somewhere out there I'm wanted dead simply because I'm betrothed to the guy...I'd hate to be the one in that position."
Sam gulped. "I'm not in any danger," she defended.
Ember laughed. "Of course not. Because Phantom is such a wise fool, believing his mere presence is enough to keep you safe." She leaned in. "You shouldn't just trust anyone, you know. They are all after you. Anyone is Phantom's possession is in grave danger."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Maybe I care? Perhaps I'm bored. Then again, I am kin to Phantom. How we ghosts love mind games."
Sam looked as Ember pulled a suit case from under the bed and began stuffing closes in.
"So you're just gonna hit and run?" A frown touched her face. She didn't take Ember for the running away kind.
"Of course not." Her laughter filled the hollow walls. "I plan to use you for my escape. There's nothing like blackmail to sweeten a deal."
"What makes you think Phantom won't just hunt you down?"
Ember didn't even hesitate at her words. "I've been around for a while, kid. Phantom's been an asshole for a thousand years, but I know he'd give anything to have you at his side instead of me." She closed the suit case then, placing her guitar in its case. "And I'm older." She grinned.
Sam's eyes widened at the words. Maybe they could get Ember on their side...
Ember's head snapped toward the wall and she cursed. "Those brats are gonna ruin my plan." She grabbed her bags and Sam's arm and phased through another door.
Outside was chaos. Shootings broke out, attacks were fired. An entire skeleton army had appeared and were ready to take down the rebellion. Sam's breath hitched.
Ember glared. "Those bone heads won't get anywhere." She began reaching for her guitar.
"Wait!" Ember, still grabbing her instrument, glanced up at Sam. "You can help us."
"I don't think so." She started to tune it.
"You hate Phantom, so do we. You can help us destroy him. Then you don't have to worry about him again."
The punk ghost glanced back. "Sorry, kid, but I don't hate the guy enough to send him into oblivion." She turned to face the battle. "And I owe him one." And with that she began to play.
Hard rock music came out, a wave of notes enveloping the audience. Both ghost and humans appeared affected, holding their heads and dropping to the ground, one by one like flies.
Sam reached into her boot, when she had changed back at the house, and slipped out her weapon. "Sorry." She murmured, before plunging Ember in the neck.
She gasped, her hands frozen on the strings, before dropping to the ground.
The melody faded and slowly everyone began to get up. Sam frantically searched to make sure all of her team was alright, her eyes landing on Danny last. He looked shaken, but alert.
In a panic, Sam ran down across the rock in order to join her team. She had just made it to Danny, who gave her a warm smile, and held out his arms to her.
Another pair of arms clasped around her waist and Sam was suddenly several feet in the air. Gasping, she turned her head to see Phantom with a furious look in his eyes, firing a green ray from his palms.
At first, she simply thought he was in such a blind rage he couldn't even shoot straight, sending attacks down on the skeleton army, but then Sam realized they were also attacking the ghost king. That was...interesting.
She tried to focus on the team, seeing as none of them even took a chance at hitting Phantom, but she was sure it was because he held her so tightly. She had to get out of his arms, somehow. Squirming, she reached for another syringe.
"Try anything and I'll make sure to murder every single one of your friends, starting with Danny."
Her hand froze. Even over the shooting she could hear Phantom's growl. She debated how long it would take him to pass out and if they did end up winning this battle, was it enough for the war?
Phantom gasped. Sam stared, startled as his face immediately paled. She had enough time to identify red blood across his face before he dropped her.
Sam screamed.
And she wound up on Valerie's glider.
"Didn't think we'd let you fall, did you?" She asked from behind the red mask.
Sam hugged her best friend before they made it back to solid earth. Then she curiously looked up as Phantom continued to fend off the skeleton army, his face contorted in pain.
"What happened?"
"Sam, c'mon!" Tucker called. She ran to the techy to see him leaning over Danny, who clutched his wound.
"Oh, my God." She knelt beside him to inspect the damage. "When did this happen?"
Danny shook his head, and looked at Tucker. "Here, bring the weapon down again."
Tucker hesitated, but held it in front of him. Danny grunted, giving the same pain filled face as Phantom, before grabbing a fistful of blood in his hand.
"Danny, don't-" Sam grabbed his hand.
"Trust me, Sam," he murmured, not meeting her gaze. Sam bit her lip but nodded and stared.
Danny let a few red droplets slide off his fingertips and onto the ammo. Then he directed Tucker to shoot.
Tucker aimed at Phantom, who was still up in the sky and relentlessly dodging the army, just about killing every last skeleton. He sucked in a breath and shot.
The bullet hit Phantom. He screeched.
The team stared as the ghost king fell to the ground, unconscious.
Sam slowly turned to Danny. "What...was that?
That was definitely an action packed chapter! And had some romance going on at the start lol. If any of you don't know yet, please check out my other Danny Phantom story Untouched Desires!
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