While Danny and his friends headed for school, Jack and Maddie Fenton joined a small force of police officers in front of the newly transformed Master Tower. While still unsure of what actually happened, Jack's rant about it being a ghost's fault was enough to send a small squad in with The Fentons. Each of the officers were armed with Fenton Ghost Blasters, which looked like oversized silver blasters from a lazer tag game. Jack held The Fenton Portable Gene Splicer in his hands, while Maddie balanced The Fenton Portable Portal on her right shoulder. The goal was either to banish the ghost back to the zone, or rip it apart atom by atom.

The group entered the building and found the lobby empty save for a red carpet that led to a trio of elevators. The Fentons took the center elevator while the cops split up among the remaining two. A piano tune played as the elevators slowly rose up to the top floor. By the time the doors opened, Jack was whistling the tune and Maddie wanted to blast the speaker. The top floor had had plush carpet and was filled with seemingly random things. One wall had a line of arcade machines with a full lane bowling alley. A one hundred inch TV hung from the ceiling and a pile of gold was shoved against another wall.

Jack stood transfixed at the sight. "Man this is cool stuff."

"Focus, Jack!" Maddie waved for the cops to follow. "All this is probably stolen."

Dan Phantom phased through the floor and bowed at the group. "Welcome to Phantom Tower."

Everyone leveled their weapons at him. Jack stepped forward. "You reign of terror is over Invso-Bill." A small portal appeared behind his head and Dan slapped him through it.

"The name is Phantom! Danny Phantom!" He pointed to the DP symbol on his chest. "This is clearly a D, granted you need to use a little imagination for the P, but it is there."

Maddie crouched down to better aim her weapon. "It doesn't matter what you call yourself, you have a one way trip back to the zone."

"I wish your weapons were gone." A green light shimmered around the weapons The Fentons and Cops were carrying and they vanished.

Jack patted his jumpsuit. "He even managed to take my hidden weapons."

"As you can see, you don't have the ability to stop me. I'll let you mull that over for a while. I wish you were all back at your homes." Everyone but Dan vanished from the tower. He chuckled as Desiree appeared. "Not bad for my first meeting with the masses."

"You have showed them your power, but wouldn't it be simpler to just wish for them to be your slaves?"

"Now where would the fun be if I did that? Besides, I don't need them to serve me. They just need to learn to stay out of my way."

Plasmus phased through a wall. "Not bad for you first evil monolog." He floated over and landed a few feet away. "Imagine my surprise when I was told of not only a ghost genie, but a second Danny Phantom."

"There is only one Danny Phantom. You pretty brave to be entering my tower, or very stupid."

"Lord Plasmus never does anything stupid." Plasmus's hand gently gripped the handle of a slightly curved sword at his belt. "I am more than prepared for anything you could come up with." Before Plasmus could draw his sword, it vanished and reappeared in Dan's hand.

Plasmus took a step back. "But you didn't say I wish!"

Desiree laughed as she placed her hands on Dan's shoulders. "I would be a poor servant if I couldn't anticipate my master's wishes."

"Its official, it was stupid for you to come here." He gave the sword a test swing. A wail issued from the blade like a shockwave and blasted Plasmus backward. Dan smirked as he examined the blade. "Interesting sword!"

He swung it harder towards Plasmus and was rewarded with a louder and more powerful wail. Plasmus tried to dodge, but the wail hit him hard and he was smashed into the far wall. Plasmus had to concentrate so not to turn back to his human form as he pushed himself up to a kneeling position. Dan didn't know how to use The Banshee Blade fully, but even at a fraction of its power, it still hurt.

Dan gripped the sword with both hands. "I'll finish you and take your empire for my own. Lord Phantom, It does have a catchy ring to it." Before he could swing, a sharp pain hit him in his stomach. It quickly spread throughout his body and he dropped the sword. "What is happening?" He clenched his fists and saw them fade for a second.

"Well that took long enough!" The Banshee Blade floated off of the floor and gently landed in Desiree's hand.

"What are you doing? I am your master!" The pain caused Dan to fall to the floor.

"Fool! With every wish you made, my power grew. Now I am powerful enough to grant my own wishes." She waved her green glowing hand and Dan was sent flying across the room. "I will make this entire world my kingdom and I will be worshiped as their queen."


Danny and his friends spotted Sidney Poindexter running towards them with a worn brown book under his arm. "Danny!" Sidney held up the book when he reached them. "I found my Uncle's journal. He wrote down his encounter with Desiree."

"Anything helpful?" Sam took the book and flipped through it.

"When Desiree was alive, she was apparently involved with a sultan, who promised to fulfill her heart's desire, but was banished by the Sultan's jealous wife and eventually died of a broken heart and old age. My uncle found her bottle twenty years ago and began to make wishes. Her power grows with every wish and eventually, she grows powerful enough to become her own master. My uncle managed to wish her back into her bottle before that happened."

Danny sighed. "And my double is no doubt making wish after wish." Danny suddenly felt a sharp pain rip through his chest and he fell down.

Tucker tried to help him up. "Are you alright man?"

"I don't know. It just really hurts."

Sam helped Tucker and they managed to lift Danny to his feet. "We have to get him to Jack."

"Who is Jack?" Sidney looked at the trio with a puzzled look.

Both Sam and Tucker glanced at each other for a few seconds before Sam spoke. "Jack Fenton! Danny's dad."

"Oh!"

The teens were just lucky no teachers had spotted them and made their way to Danny's house. Danny's moans of pain grew more frequent by the time they reached the building. Both of Danny's parents were standing in front of the building. Each were looking around and scratching their heads. Maddie was the first to spot the kids.

"What are you doing here so early and what is wrong with Danny?"

Everyone mumbled as they tried to come up with a story. Tucker was the first to blurt something out. "Danny ate the cook's surprise at school and it was only a half day." Both Sam and Sidney slapped their faces and shook their heads. It wasn't even nine a.m. No one would buy that story.

"Great Scott!" Jack grabbed his wife's shoulders. "That ghost not only banished us from his tower, but held us in limbo for hours."

"We need to run some tests on ourselves to make sure he didn't do anything else to us." Maddie patted Danny's head. "Go lie down and have some crackers and ginger ale. That always helps your father's stomach aches."

"To The Lab!" Jack Fenton dramatically pointed to the building and ran inside with his wife.

Sidney had a look of disbelief on his face. "I can't believe that worked."

"Welcome to the Fenton Home." Sam and Tucker hauled Danny to his room and laid him down. The pain he had been felling had spread to the other parts of his body. Tucker ran out and headed for the warehouse as fast as his legs would carry him.

Sidney started to panic. "What do we do?" Sam paced while nervously tapping on her bracelet. Her previous attempts to see the future had been remarkably unhelpful and downright dangerous. Desperate, she removed the bracelet and fell to the floor. "Not you too!" Sidney looked at the downed girl and the pain wracked Danny. He fainted.


Instead of visions, she felt like she was floating in a dark void. She reached out with her hand and felt was seemed to be strings as black as the void around her. "Child!" She heard a female's voice that sounded vaguely familiar. She opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't. "Reach out to him. Lend him your strength." It was the voice of her ancestor she had met when Clockwork sent her back in time. Was this the knowledge she spoke of when she did the transference? Sam's hand ran across the strings until it grasped one.


The pain started to subside and Danny managed to stand up. The pain was still there, but nowhere near as bad. He stumbled past the prone forms of Sidney and Sam and headed for the bathroom. He turned on the faucet and gulped down several mouthfuls of water. As he shut it off and looked at the mirror, he nearly fell back into the tub. His reflection was of Sam and not himself.

"What is going on?"

"I don't know!" Sam's mouth was moving, but her voice was in his head. "I think my spirit is in your body right now. Something is wrong with it, like it is only half alive."

"My ghost half?"

"Yes, I don't think you can survive without it. We need to find Dan and merge you to back together."

"How?"

"I don't know, but me being here is the only thing holding you together. I sense traces of your ghostly DNA, I think I can…." Sam vanished and Danny's reflection returned.

"Sam?" Danny felt a surge of something from his core and he transformed into his ghost form. The pain had all but vanished and he felt like he was at full strength. "Alright!"

"Danny!" Sam's voice had grown fainter in his mind. "I can't sustain your transformation for long."

"Don't worry, my dad mentioned a tower and there is only one real tower in the city."


Desiree was now lounging on a large pile of pillows. Her normally smoky half had turned to legs and she was having each foot rubbed by a muscular green ghost dressed in Arabian clothes. Dan was in a small cage in the center of the room. His body was fading in and out. Plasmus was chained to a wall by his wrists and legs. He tried to phase out of them, but the cuffs sparkled green every time he tried and prevented him from escaping. He was still wondering why his minions hadn't come to his rescue yet.

Danny phased through the wall and remained invisible as he floated over to the cage. He tapped Dan on the shoulder. "You holding on?"

"I can barely move and am slowly fading away. You must be enjoying this."

"If it wasn't for Sam, I'd be in the same boat. We can't survive without each other."

"Are you trying to make me throw up?" Dan managed to roll onto his back. "I rather face oblivion than remain a prisoner in your mind."

"Why do I doubt that?"

"I hate you!" He held his hand up. "I will not be your prisoner."

"Try not to be too chatty at least." Danny clasped Dan's hand. Dan's form began to melt and he turned into green goo. The goo traveled up Danny's arm and covered his body. It glowed and Danny's absorbed it. Danny's eyes flashed as he felt a rush of power. He felt Dan's presence for a moment as it retreated to the back of his mind.

"Danny!" Sam's voice echoed in Danny's head.

"What?" All Danny had to do get his answer was to look up. Desiree was standing in front of him with her large muscular ghosts just behind her. Danny managed a small grin and waved. "Hi!"

"Hi!" Desiree waved as the muscular ghosts charged at him.

"Daniel! I could be of some help." Plasmus pulled at his restraints.

Danny sighed as he jumped clear of the large fists. "I am going to regret this!" He fired several energy beams and shattered the cuffs. Plasmus laughed loudly as purple energy erupted from his body. He threw out his hands and blasted the ghosts back with purple beams.

"No one entraps the future ghost king!"

"Amusing!" Desiree snapped her fingers and The Banshee Blade floated next her. "The sultans of old use to be protected by flying scimitars. While not a scimitar it does have one redeeming feature." The blade flew at Plasmus and spun in midair. A loud wail issued from it in all directions. Plasmus managed to avoid the blade, but the wail slammed him into the floor. "I have overseen the rise and fall of countless monarchs." The Persian Rugs on the floor sprung to life and wrapped Plasmus like a mummy. "And you will be no different."

"Not that I mind you taking Plasmus down a peg." Danny tackled Desiree to the ground.

Her face erupted with fury. "No man can touch me!" Green energy tendrils wrapped around Danny and flung him clear of the genie.

The rugs burnt away and Plasmus stepped out of the smoldering remains. "I will do far more than touch you." The Banshee Blade swung around and soared at him with its wail issuing around it. He threw out his energy beams, but the wail dissipated the beams. "I hate that sword!" He managed to raise and energy barrier and the sword impacted it. The wail splashed against barrier and Plasmus was pushed back as the wail tore up the floor.

Danny groaned and sat up. Luckily, Desiree had flung him into the pile of pillows. As he pulled himself to his feet, his hand wrapped around an object that had been hidden in the pillows. It was a bottle made of blue glass with various gems imbedded into it. "What is this?"

"A genie bottle!"

"Are you sure about that, Sam?"

"You have a better idea?"

"Good point!" Danny jumped clear as the muscular ghosts tried to tackle him.

Desiree spotted him and laughed. "That bottle has no power over me." The floor under Danny came to life and raised up to smack him down. The walls of the room twisted like liquid and blocked him from moving any direction except the direction Desiree was in. The ghost genie was slowly floating towards him. "Anything you would like to say before I turn you into goat."

Lost in thought, he muttered the only thing that came to mind. "I wish I would have made out with Sam before this." Things blurred out for a few seconds as he felt his arms wrap around something. His lips met something warm and realized it was Sam as his vision returned to normal. They kissed for a few more moments before breaking apart.

"How did that happened?" Sam checked her wrist and found her bracelet back on.

"My wish was granted." Danny looked at the bottle still in his hand and then to Desiree. "You granted my wish."

Desiree floated back a bit. "I just did it to give you false hope."

Sam took the bottle from Danny. "I wish this tower was back to normal."

Desiree began to sweat and her hands trembled. "I am my own master!" She cursed as energy formed around her. The tower flashed with light and returned to its half built status. All of them were standing on an unfinished floor with building materials around them.

"You can't help yourself, can you?" Sam crossed her arms. "You've been granting wishes for so long, you can't refuse when someone makes a wish."

"You won't be able to talk when I turn you into a lamp."

"I wish Sidney had never found your bottle and that Danny and I will be the only ones to remember this."

"I will have my revenge!" Desiree flew into the air. "So you have wished it and so it shall be!"


Two days ago

Sidney ducked down a hallway in an attempt to avoid Dash and his friends, but bumped into the quarterback before he could make it to the exit. Before Dash could touch him, Lancer came running up. "Mister Poindexter!" Lancer patted him on the back. "Congratulations are in order."

"What for?"

"Your application for early graduation has been approved. The admissions board at the university was very impressed with your grades and would like to schedule a meeting." Lancer led Sidney to his office, leaving Dash and his friends without someone to bully.


Danny and Sam stood in front of the open ghost portal. Danny had Desiree's bottle in hand. He had taken it from Sidney Poindexter's attic. He doubted that it would be missed. "I here Sidney is going to college. Guess Dash will be back to making my life miserable."

"The life and times of a superhero."

"Just one wish?"

Sam grabbed the bottle and flung it into the portal. "You've had your one wish."

Danny chuckled. "But since that all didn't technically happen thanks to undoing Sidney finding the bottle."

Sam smiled and kissed him.