Hey guys, I'm back with another chapter for you. Hope you don't mind the little teasing I do at the end. But anyway, I'll let you get on with the chapter. I don't own anything. Danny Phantom belongs to Nick. Enjoy!


In Love with Bad Luck

It was a busy night for Team Phantom Shadow as ghosts seemed to plague Amity Park more than usual. So much so that everyone had to split up, Sasha and Danny separating to defeat the ghosts while Sam and Tucker went out to find them, calling upon their friends once they did. Luckily, for them all the ghosts they'd been finding so far were what Sasha classified as Level One Ghosts. They were the more simple and easier to take care of ghosts, but could overpower someone when they ganged up. It took no time for Sasha to take out the ghosts she discovered, though from their group calls she could tell that Danny was becoming tired. Having not found any ghosts for a while Sasha headed over to help him with a snake ghost Tucker called in. She arrived just in time to see the ghost smack Danny into a building.

"Come on, I've been fighting ghosts for twenty-four hours. Can't one be easy," Danny complained.

Coming to the rescue Sasha aimed her containment unit at the ghost snake and with the element of surprise sucked it in. The teen smirked and then headed over to help Danny up from the ground. "Hate to break it to you, Danny, but these are the easy ones," she told him.

"Well they certainly don't feel like it," he almost pouted.

"That's because we've been fighting them for twenty-four hours. What you need is a break," Sasha laughed.

"If that's the case then why aren't you having as much trouble as I am?" Danny questioned.

"Because I've been doing this for way longer than you have, remember?" Sasha replied.

"Oh, right," Danny sighed. It was a bit difficult to wrap his head around sometimes. Sasha was his age so Danny tended to associate that she was on the same level he was with their ghost powers. But she had way more experience than he did. After all, she was skilled enough to have discovered her ghost specialty. He still needed to ask her how long exactly she'd been doing this and how she ended up half ghost like him. Those questions had to wait however as Danny's ghost sense went off. "Looks like we'll have to put that break on hold."

The two turned around to see a guy coming out from an alleyway, riding a motorcycle. Danny and Sasha exchanged a glance before following after him down the road.

"Um, sir, I believe you're speeding," Danny taunted.

"I'll show you speeding. Shadow, attack!" the guy commanded. From beneath the ghost's motorcycle, the shadow that had its own eyes and arms came up from the ground and attacked Danny, flinging him away from the motorcycle guy.

"Nice trick, I can do something like that too," Sasha said and gathered up her own shadows and sent spikes of shadows up from the ground to try and grab hold of the ghost.

He did a good job avoiding them, however, swerving around the shadowy columns and managed to ride up a building away from Sasha. She went to follow after him when a bunch of Level One Ghosts ran out of the alley where Danny and the shadow were. Sasha peeked in to see that the Shadow the ghost sent after Danny was gone and that the Fenton Thermos was busted open.

"What happened?" she asked.

"Just a terrible case of rotten luck," Danny groaned, holding up the broken Thermos. "And not only did those two get away but now I have to find and capture all those ghosts again."

"Doesn't look like you're gonna get far with a broken Thermos," Sasha commented. "Look, how about you go home and get some rest. I'll go recapture the ghosts."

"But what about you? You've been out here as long as I have," Danny asked, feeling bad about leaving his friend to clean up the mess he created.

"I'll be fine. Besides, my mom understands when I get home late. Your parents won't. So just take the chance to go home and relax for the rest of the night," she assured him.

Danny still looked torn about the subject but nodded, submitting to Sasha's offer. She waved goodbye as Danny flew off to his house. Afterward she took the moment to gather herself, take a deep breath, and then headed off to recapture the Level One Ghosts.

o

Sasha let out a small yawn as she walked around the carnival with Danny, Sam, and Tucker. She was a bit tired from rounding up all the re-released ghosts from last night, flying home around midnight. But that didn't stop her from coming out to enjoy the carnival with her friends. There weren't many times where she could go out with friends and do things normal teenagers do so when Danny came knocking at her door to ask if she wanted to go Sasha instantly said yes.

"You seem a bit tired," Sam noticed.

"Yeah, I got in a bit late last night after rounding up those Level One Ghosts," Sasha explained with another small yawn.

"I would have stayed if I knew you'd be getting in late," Danny told her. Sasha just waved it off, signaling that she was fine and that it was in the past already. "Ugh, if it wasn't for that stupid shadow you wouldn't have had to do that."

"A shadow, huh? Shouldn't you know a thing or two about those?" Tucker asked Sasha.

"I'm not one hundred percent sure that thing was a shadow. Shadows don't have their own forms, they simply take on the ones provided by objects and beings. And the shadows I summon always take on what I bend them to. This thing had its own form though and it appeared to act on simple commands. I'd have to get close to it in order to see if I can control it with my powers," Sasha explained.

"Well, couldn't the motorcycle ghost be able to control shadows like you do?" Sam asked.

"No, from what I know about ghosts with shadow abilities is that they don't ever bark a command for the shadows. The shadows simply do what the ghost wills it. This guy didn't do that. He was ordering it around like a guard dog. Which is good. I hope you guys never meet another ghost with shadow abilities like mine," Sasha answered.

Danny looked over at Sasha, a bit worried. From what she said it sounded like she encountered others ghosts with shadow abilities like she had. And it didn't sound like anything good. Part of him wondered if one of those ghosts were the reasons she became half ghost. That would explain her specialty. He didn't get to ask though as Sasha switched the conversation to something else.

"So, Tucker, how did your latest try at asking a girl out go?" Sasha asked.

"Well, I was doing good until I asked if I can add her info to all my tech. Then she called me a techno-geek and ran off," Tucker admitted.

"Maybe next time just try asking for her phone number, you know, the normal thing that everyone has," Sasha suggested.

"I'm just so sick of being called a techno-geek," Tucker complained. It didn't help since whilst they were walking, Kwan grabbed Tucker's PDA out of his hands and began to make fun of him. After Dash commented how well his mockery was the two ran away shouting that techno-geek was contagious, adding more fuel to Tucker's anger. "That's it! By the end of the day, no one's gonna call Tucker Foley a techno-geek anymore."

After handing his PDA over to Sam Tucker walked off, debating what his new thing would be. Sasha, Danny, and Sam all exchanged a look before following after their friend. They watched as he pondered to himself, walking under a ladder and then into Dash's fist.

"Check it out, he just walked under a ladder into your fist," Kwan mocked.

"Hey, we should call him Bad Luck Tuck," Dash suggested.

"What?! No! I am not bad luck!" Tucker protested.

Danny and Sasha let out a small gasp as their ghost senses went off. They turned around in time to see the shadow from the motorcycle ghost flying through a nearby truck.

"No, but I think I know what is," Danny commented.

He and Sasha ran off to transform, knowing that trouble was about to happen. As soon as they went ghost they saw the truck Tucker back up into to get away from Dash and Kwan started moving on its own and headed straight into the roller-coaster, destroying the ride. The carts didn't stop going and with a broken track ended up flying off. The carnival goers screamed as Danny and Sasha hurriedly flew over to save them. Danny took the majority, catching a heavier set man who in turn caught two children. Sasha was quick enough to catch the rest, including a little boy who was flung the furthest away from the group. The both of them sighed in relief, happy they were able to catch the people in time. However, a screamed alerted them to someone else who was in danger: Jazz. Sasha and Danny quickly went to return the saved people to the ground and go save the sixteen-year-old, but a familiar motorcycle riding ghost beat them to it. The two were on high alert as they dropped the people they saved off, ran to change back to their human forms, and then ran over to where Jazz and the motorcycle ghost was.

"Jazz, are you alright?" Danny asked in a panic.

"Do I need to take you to the hospital? Or to my mom?" Sasha asked.

"I'm fine, thanks to…" she replied a bit dreamily.

"Johnny, the name's Johnny," the ghost answered. Jazz stared at him happily, much to the dismay of Sasha and Danny. He then turned to Danny. "Shouldn't you be somewhere else?"

"No, shouldn't you," Danny shot back. The two glared at each other.

"Danny, don't be rude," Jazz scolded her brother.

"Well he wasn't exactly the nicest guy either," Sasha muttered.

Jazz ignored this however as she turned back to Johnny, shaking his hand. "Hi, I'm Jasmine, Jazz. Uh! Wow, I look like I was almost run over by a roller coaster."

"We… excuse me I mean, I, think you look perfect, Kitten," Johnny corrected himself and then reached into his jacket and pulled out a purple scarf. "But here, I'd bet you'd look great in this."

"Kitten? That's not a creepy pet name or anything," Sasha commented.

"My name's not, Kitten," Jazz nicely told him, accepting the scarf.

"Her name's not, Kitten," Danny echoed in a more aggressive tone.

After Jazz put on the scarf she shot an annoyed look at Danny and then elbowed him in the shoulder. She then turned back to Johnny with a dreamy look in her eyes. "But you can call me that if you want," she told him.

"Ride home, Kitten?" Johnny offered.

Jazz instantly accepted, hopping onto Johnny's motorcycle and the two instantly rode off, leaving Danny and Sasha behind.

"This isn't good, your sister is falling for a ghost. A creepy ghost that just screams ulterior motives," Sasha said. "You should follow them back to your house, make sure he doesn't try anything. I'll stick back and explain things to Sam and Tucker."

"Thanks, Sasha, you're the best," Danny said and then ran off towards his house.

Sasha let out a sigh. This ghost was proving to be trickier than she thought.

o

"So how was Jazz when you got home?" Sasha asked. It was the next day at school and her, Danny, Sam, and Tucker were currently carrying their lunch outside to sit and discuss what happened more in detail.

"Not good, it's like the more time she spends with that creep the stupider she gets," Danny replied annoyed. "She actually took him downstairs and went to activate the portal. The weirdest part was me and my parents were actually on the same page. I'm not like them. Am I?"

"Let's see, you're stubborn, over protective, your last name's Fenton, and you hunt ghosts," Sam listed.

"Only thing you're missing is the hazmat goggles and wonder gut," Tucker teased as they sat down at a table. Two people ran away, not wanting to sit next to Bad Luck Tuck. "I'm not bad luck!"

His statement was proven wrong as his spoon was flung up into the air, hitting a bee's nest. Sasha, Danny, and Sam ducked under the picnic bench, allowing for Sasha to cover them in a shield of shadows to protect them while everyone else bolted, getting stung in the process.

"Maybe if he stops shouting it won't happen anymore," Sam suggested.

"Danny, look, if you want I can try talking to Jazz and figure out why she's acting so strange," Sasha offered. "She might listen to me since I'm not family."

"That might work," Danny replied.

"Okay, then. I'll find her after school's over, tell her that I want to talk to her about a problem I'm having. If I know Jazz, she'll jump on that chance," Sasha decided.

If only it was that easy for as soon as school got out the four of them saw Jazz jump on the back of Johnny's motorcycle, him just so happening to be at their school.

"Darnit, Jazz," Danny cursed.

He and Sasha changed into their ghost forms and went after them. Unfortunately, Johnny spotted them and sent his shadow to deal with them. This time Sasha stuck around with Danny to help him deal with it, hoping her control over shadows would help them. Danny was the first to react, however, shooting an ectoblast at it. That managed to form a hole in the shadow but he quickly filled it back in.

"Crap," Danny muttered.

"Let's see if I can do anything about this," Sasha said and then shouted at the shadow. "Hey shadow creature, let's see how you handle someone else in control."

Focusing on the shadow Sasha tried to grasp hold of it. There was something there that she was able to grab but it wasn't the same as the shadows she controlled. It was like she was only controlling a third of the shadow. Both of them struggled to gain control though it was the shadow ghost who was currently winning.

"Danny, do something," Sasha groaned as she continued to struggle with the shadow ghost.

While the shadow creature was still slightly under Danny began to power up two more ectoblasts. The light from the charging up of the ectoblast is was caused the shadow ghost to finally free itself from Sasha's hold. The shadow ghost backed away from the light while Sasha was thrown backwards into a tree. She let out a hiss when her head connected with the truck and slid down to the ground. Danny hurried down while the shadow ghost was gathering itself to check on his friend.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"The throbbing in the back of my head would suggest no," Sasha winced.

"You think you're strong enough to summon up some light? It's the only thing that will weaken it," Danny asked.

"Do the small lights swarming my vision count? Sorry, Danny, but it looks like you're on your own with this one. I'm gonna need a minute… or five, to recover," Sasha apologized.

"It's okay, I'll figure something out," Danny assured her.

"Want me to go after Jazz after I recover?" Sasha questioned, remembering the other problem at hand.

"I don't think it would be good for you to face off against Johnny with a potential head injury. I'll take care of him after I'm done with Mr. Bad Luck," Danny answered, looking around to see something that might help him. His eyes fell onto the movie theater nearby, giving him an idea. "That'll do. You head home, I'll take care of the shadow."

Sasha gave him a small thumbs up and then watched as he led the shadow ghost towards the movie theater. She sat against the tree for a while, reverting back to her human form to use up less energy and once she gained her strength back Sasha headed home.

o

"So, what happened?" Sasha's mom asked as she examined her daughter's head injury. Once she made it back home her mom was quick to notice that something was wrong and sat her daughter down on own of the kitchen bar stools to do a quick examination.

"I tried to take control of the shadow ghost but got flung into a tree when he shook me off," Sasha explained, wincing when her mom touched a sensitive spot. "So how does it look?"

"Well, if you were a normal person you would have a major concussion. But with your healing factor you'll just have to deal with some bad headaches for a little bit and a goose egg where your head it the tree," her mom diagnosed. She walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a bottle of painkillers, shaking out two small pills. "Here, take these, it'll help with the headaches."

Sasha took the pills and dry swallowed them, having had plenty of practice in the past. "Thanks, mom," she said.

"You're welcome, sweetie," her mom replied and gave her a kiss on her temple. Finished with her examination she began to pack up her first aid kit when both of them heard shouting coming from outside. "I wonder what's going on out there?"

"I'm gonna go check it out," Sasha told her and then walked outside.

Instantly she saw that Danny managed to interrupt Johnny trying something with Jazz and now he was dealing with his parents "yelling" at him for spying on them. They looked to be giving Danny a thumbs up for his actions but when Jazz looked their way they switched over to disappointed parent mode as Johnny drove off.

"And don't do it again!" Jack and Maddie scolded.

"But seriously, feel free to do it again," Jack whispered to Danny.

Annoyed with her family Jazz walked over to Sasha, hoping to vent to someone who might understand.

"Ugh, can you believe them? Why can't they just leave me alone? I'm old enough to make my own decisions of who I do and don't date," she complained.

"I'm sure they're just being a bit protective because they love you, they are your family after all," Sasha tried to assure her, even though she herself was on Danny's side.

"I guess but I just wish they'd trust me," Jazz grumbled.

Sasha gave her a pitied look, feeling bad that Jazz got sucked into a relationship with a shady ghost. "Hey, do you think we can head to your room? I kinda wanted to talk to you about something that I'm having a hard time dealing with."

"Yeah sure, you can talk to me about anything, Sasha," she accepted and then led her into the Fenton's house. As she headed inside Sasha exchanged a glance with Danny, silently telling him that she would try and get to the bottom of what was going on with his sister.

They stopped by the kitchen first, each getting a cup of pomegranate juice for their conversation and then headed upstairs. Once in her room Jazz ushered Sasha to her bed, setting down their drinks on her nightstand. Sasha looked around the room, she hadn't really been in Jazz's room before and was a bit surprised to see how plain it was. She was expecting a lot more books scattered about but there were only three small stacks on her desk, nightstand, and actual bookshelf. Those were being ignored in favor of an open notebook where doodles of hearts and double j's were being drawn. Sasha frowned, seeing how bad of a crush Jazz had on Johnny.

"So, what was it that you wanted to talk to me about?" Jazz asked. Sasha sucked in a breath, trying to figure out a cover story to tell the older girl.

"Well… it's just that. I'm really starting to like this guy…" Sasha began to lie.

"Is it Danny?" Jazz asked.

"What?" Sasha questioned confused.

"It's just, I saw that you sneak a glance at him when we were heading inside," Jazz went to explain.

"No, it's not Danny," Sasha blushed. "It's… it's some guy I met at school when I was waiting for my mom to get out of work."

"Is he cute?" Jazz questioned.

"Yeah, he's really cute and I think he likes me back. The only thing stopping me from really going for it is that, well… people tell me that he's a bit of a sketchy person and that it almost seems like he likes me because he has an alternative purpose," Sasha continued to lie. She figured that maybe if she presented Jazz with a similar situation then maybe she could snap the older girl out of her crush. "What do you think I should do?"

"I'd go for it. Those people don't know him like you do so, yeah, just go for it. That's what I've done with Johnny," Jazz answered.

Sasha inwardly frowned. That wasn't something Jazz would say. Jazz was logical but what she was telling her didn't sound like it at all. Her crush on Johnny really was affecting her thinking.

"How are things going between you and Johnny?" Sasha asked, switching the conversation up, trying a different tactic.

"Things are going really well," Jazz answered, a slight blush appearing on her face. "Last night he gave me this jacket and today he asked me to go steady with him."

"Wow, that's really fast. You guys just met two days ago and he's already asking you to go steady?" Sasha questioned, hoping Jazz would see how strange that was.

"I know but it's different with Johnny. I really feel like I'm falling in love with him," Jazz sighed.

Once again Sasha frowned inwardly. It was time to change tactics once again. "That is a really nice jacket. Would you mind if I try it on? I've been thinking about getting myself a nice red jacket and am sure if I tried yours on it would really help me make a decision," Sasha asked. Jazz paused, feeling a bit conflicted.

"Sure," she ultimately decided.

Jazz shrugged off the jacket and handed it over to Sasha. Sasha got up from her bed and headed over to Jazz's full-length mirror on the back of her door. She slipped the jacket on and immediately felt it. There was a ghostly energy in the jacket trying to manipulate her feelings, the strongest being an attraction to Johnny. Sasha shook the feeling off before pretending to check herself out in the mirror. She'd have to tell Danny about this but first thing was to try and get the jacket away from Jazz.

"It's really nice. I think I actually might get one now," Sasha nodded and headed back over to Jazz's bed. On her way over though Sasha purposely bumped into Jazz's nightstand, causing their glasses to fall and spill onto Sasha and the jacket. She immediately went to pick up the glasses and try and find something to clean up the spill. "Oh my god, I am so sorry, Jazz!"

"It's alright, I can get some paper towels and clean it up," she tried to wave off.

"But I got it on your jacket. Here, let me clean it to make it up to you. My mom and I are great with dealing with different types of stains," Sasha offered.

"That would be nice," Jazz agreed.

"Then I better get going. It's best to deal with this quickly. I'll see you later. Bye, Jazz," Sasha said and then rushed out of the room.

Sasha quickly headed out of the Fenton's house and once outside she removed the jacket, getting an even bigger headache thanks to the added, suggestive energy of the jacket. She let out a sigh of relief and went to head over to her house when a familiar ghost on a motorcycle pulled up beside her.

"Hey, what are you doing with that jacket?" Johnny questioned.

"Oh, Jazz let me try it on and I accidentally spilled some juice on it. As an apologe I promised that I'd clean it for her," Sasha explained, shifting uncomfortably under Johnny's gaze. It was clear that he didn't recognize her as her ghost form which was working out in her favor but that didn't stop the creepiness she felt, especially as he looked her up and down.

"Hmm, not bad, not bad. Maybe if things don't work out with Jazz then maybe I can give you a try," he thought out loud.

"Uhhh…" Sasha said, not really knowing how to respond.

"Hey, Sasha, I saw you come out from Jazz's room, she's not that mad at me, is she?" Danny asked as he stepped out from his house. He instantly became angry when he saw that Johnny was talking to Sasha, looking at her like she was some piece of meat. "Is this guy bothering you?"

"Man, you're really annoying when it comes to girls. Why don't you just butt out of this. We were just having a nice conversation," Johnny glared at him.

"Yeah well, I don't think I like where that conversation was going. Come on Sasha, I'll walk you to your house," Danny said.

He wrapped his arm, protectively around her shoulder and began to lead her next door. Danny shot Johnny one last glare before entering into the Lucas household with Sasha, slamming the door behind him.

"What a creep. Are you okay, Sasha? He didn't try anything with you, did he?" Danny asked worried.

"I'm fine," Sasha replied, a delayed shiver running down her spine. "He was being super creepy though, said that if things don't work out with Jazz then he might want to give me a try. Ugh, I don't even want to think about that." Danny gave Sasha a comforting hug which she gladly accepted.

"Sorry," he apologized, even though it wasn't his fault. When he pulled out of the hug he looked over her head, looking out for anything he might have missed when she first hit the tree. "How's your head?"

"It's alright. I'm gonna be suffering from headaches for the rest of the night and might have a nice sized bump for a day or two but it'll heal up pretty quickly," she explained. Danny nodded, knowing just how fast their healing factor was. "Thanks for walking me home, Danny. Even if it was just next door."

"You're welcome. See you at school tomorrow?" he asked

"See you at school," Sasha confirmed.

He gave her one more worried look before heading out the door and back over to his house. Sasha took in a deep breath before looking down at the jacket in her hands. She needed to wash it, hoping that the soap and water would help remove the ghostly energy within it.

o

Danny hovered a bit protectively around Sasha the next day at school, keeping an eye out just in case Johnny came back around again. He would have done the same thing to Jazz if they weren't in separate grades, but a least he could protect someone.

"Wow, Danny, can you give the girl any more room to breathe," Sam commented.

"I just wanna make sure that Sasha's alright," Danny replied.

"She's fully capable of taking care of herself you know," Sam told him, a bit annoyed.

"I know that! It's just…"

"Last night was a bit of a double whammy. Not only did I hit my head pretty bad but then Johnny got under my skin last night. Said that if things don't work out with Jazz then he'd want to give me a try. So, his heart's in the right place," Sasha explained, coming to Danny's defense.

"Oh, wow, I can't believe he would say something like that to you. Are you okay?" Sam asked.

"I'm fine. Was just a bit freaked out when it happened but I've moved past it. Right now I'm trying to focus on snapping Jazz out of whatever spell Johnny has her under. I was able to get the jacket from her last night. After slipping it on myself I noticed at ghost's energy within the jacket, trying to manipulate me into liking Johnny," Sasha told them.

"So with each gift Johnny gives the more Jazz is influenced. This isn't good. Thanks for getting the jacket away from her, Sasha. Hopefully that will bring back more of her senses," Danny said.

"We better keep our guard up. Jazz told me that Johnny asked her to go steady. That can't be good for whatever he'd planning," Sasha replied.

Danny nodded in agreement and the three of them headed out of school. Sasha and Danny were taken off guard when they spotted a gothed out Tucker.

"Wasn't expecting that," Danny admitted. "What the heck is going on with you?"

"We're changing his image," Sam informed them and walked over to Tucker.

"That's right. No more Bad Luck Tuck, I'm changing my image… again," Tucker smiled.

"I'd try something else then because trust me, you can't pull off goth chic. Only Sam can do that," Sasha suggested.

"Sure he can," Sam said, coming to Tucker's defense. "Tucker, show Danny and Sasha your disaffected scowl."

The two of them watched as Tucker gathered his composure and tried to give them a pissed off at the world look that wasn't really convincing. Sasha just raised her eyebrow at him, as she and Danny looked at him unimpressed.

"No, no, I can still see some hope," Sam critiqued before turning back to the other two. "If you need us tonight we'll be at Tucker's, darkening his outlook on the world. Won't that be fun?"

"Yeah, we'll be at… Wait, what are we going to be doing at Tucker's?" Tucker asked Sam, a bit uncertain as she pushed him along towards his house.

o

Sasha hung out in her room, waiting to hear from Danny in case he needed backup. Both of them had a feeling that tonight Johnny would try something with Jazz. Right now though she was just staring at the red jacket. She did indeed get the stain out though was disappointed to find that the washing hadn't gotten rid of the ghostly energy. Currently, her mom was searching down in the basement, trying to find some device that could rid the jacket of the ghostly energy. Sasha was becoming a bit anxious, a feeling deep in her gut told her something was going to happen. Deciding to try the more offensive approach Sasha slipped the jacket on. She instantly felt the suggestive energy try to manipulate her but chose to ignore it. Instead, Sasha began to feed the jacket more of her energy, trying to fight back. Closing her eyes she concentrated, trying to fight the energy off. She was interrupted however when she felt two arms wrapped around her waist, entrapping her arms.

"Hey! Let me go!" Sasha cried out.

Opening her eyes she saw that the shadow ghost had taken hold of her, trapping her in his body. She began to struggle, trying to free herself as the shadow ghost took her to the Fenton's basement where Johnny was with Jazz and Danny. She could see that Danny managed to get the scarf off of Jazz, getting her back to her old self, so much so that she was trying to defend Danny from Johnny.

"Well look who it is, my backup. And you're already wearing the jacket, good," Johnny smiled, seeing that his shadow had Sasha in his grips.

"Sasha!" Danny and Jazz exclaimed.

With the two of them distracted for a moment, Johnny flung Jazz away, sending her flying into a cabinet and knocking her out. Danny went to try and save Sasha from the shadow but Johnny stopped him, grabbing hold of the back of his shirt.

"No way! You ruined my first plan so now I'm gonna use your girlfriend as a replacement," Johnny said to him. "Shadow, fix her up with the rest."

"No!" Danny exclaimed, struggling to get out of Johnny's grasp as he watched the shadow ghost grab the scarf and ring.

"There's no way I'm allowing you to do anything to me," Sasha said and then pushed herself into the shadow ghost, buying herself some time.

Danny punched Johnny, causing the ghost to release him, before transforming into his ghost form to try and fight off Johnny's shadow minion. He didn't get the chance to however as from the inside of the shadow ghost, a burst of bright light erupted, completely dissipating the shadow ghost and revealing Sasha now in her ghost form. The scarf and ring clattered to the ground. Danny smiled seeing that his friend was fine while Johnny looked on in horror.

"Now that your lackey is gone, I can take care of you," Sasha said.

"Oh no! My shadow, my power! I need to get out of here," Johnny cried out.

He didn't get far as Sasha punched him square in the face as he tried to flee to his bike.

"That is for messing with my friends," Sasha said and then aimed her containment unit at him. "And this is for being a creep." She smiled victoriously as he was sucked inside.

"Wow, that was awesome," Danny complemented as Sasha flew over to him. "Now I really wish I could do stuff like that."

Sasha chuckled. "I'm sure I'll be saying the same thing to you one day. But thanks."

A groan from across the room alerted the two ghost teens that Jazz was waking up, causing both of them to quickly transform back into their human forms.

"Uh… what happened?" Jazz asked herself before remembering what went on before Johnny pushed her. "Sasha! Danny! Oh my god, are you two alright? Where's Johnny? I can't believe that he was a ghost."

"We're fine, Jazz. I used my containment unit and sucked Johnny and his creepy shadow ghost in. Now they have a one-way ticket back into the ghost zone," Sasha explained.

"Oh thank god," Jazz sighed. "I am so sorry you two. I've been acting like a dunce and you two have been trying to get me away from Johnny since the beginning. Can you forgive me?"

"Just promise not to date anyone who wants to go steady after a few days," Danny said.

"Promise," Jazz accepted.

"Kids! What's going on down here?!" Maddie Fenton shouted, her voice laced with worry as her and Jack speed down the stairs.

"Oh nothing, just running out a jerk," Sasha said. There was no need to tell them that Johnny was actually a ghost that would only create more problems.

"Wait, that hooligan was here?" Jack asked, looking around for any signs of Johnny.

"And what are you doing here, Sasha?" Maddie asked confused.

"He was until Jazz broke up with him," Sasha lied. "I came over and told her how he was hitting on me when I left your house yesterday. She realized how skeevy he was and broke up with him. Then he tried to hit on me again and… well after a good punch to the face I got him to leave. I suggest burning all the things he gave you, Jazz. I'm sure that will make you feel better."

Sasha sent Jazz a smile while the older girl returned it with a soft smile of her own, thanking Sasha for not telling them the truth. She mouthed a thank you to her to which Sasha nodded in response.

"Wowzers, a girl who isn't afraid to slug a creep. Reminds me of your mother," Jack smiled sweetly down at Maddie.

"Aw, Jack," his wife gushed.

"Danny, take note son, find yourself a nice girl like that," Jack told him.

"How about for now I just walk Sasha home," he replied, wanting to get out of this conversation. He took Sasha's hand and began to lead her up the stairs.

"That a boy!" Jack cheered on, thinking that Danny was already taking his advice.

A dark blush appeared on both Danny and Sasha's cheeks. Neither one replied though and just continued to make their way up and out of the house. It was a silent, short walk, that ended at Sasha's front door.

"Thanks for your help, it's nice knowing someone who's really good at kicking ghost butt," Danny thanked her.

"It's no problem. I'm happy to lend my years of experience to help my friends," Sasha told him.

"Actually, now that all this craziness is over I want to ask you something," Danny said.

"Shot."

"When and how exactly did you get your ghost powers?"

Sasha's breath hitched as Danny waited patiently for her response.


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"So Tell Me About Yourself" is an inside joke between me and my friends which started from my one friend's hatred for the typical getting-to-know-you question "So tell me about yourself". She, being so annoyed with the phrase, gave a silly answer that she murdered people in their sleep. When she brought it back to me and my other friend we both gave a silly answer. That is where the idea for my account name came from.