The next morning Danny and Tucker entered school to find a familiar face among the masses, the Goth standing out among all the different colored haired females and males that milled the halls as they got into their lockers. She stood next to Dash, the blond male looking rather miffed at the female before him. He was standing off to the side as she opened her locker, the one that was just down the hall from Danny's own. Tucker's was just a few before Danny's and as the techno-geek headed to his locker Danny continued to his own, his eyes locked on the rather quiet female. She pushed a few things into her locker, looking disinterested with the blond's presence.

"What's your first class?" the male asked her. She shrugged, handing off a slip of paper that they had given her in the office.

"Not really sure and sure I don't care," she muttered, her amethyst eyes narrowed as she slammed the locker door. The jock looked at the sheet, though he could care less about the teen with him and where she was supposed to go, but since it was his duty to show her around he had no choice. Noting where she was supposed to be in the next five minutes he pointed down the hall.

"Looks like your teacher is Lancer," he said before handing over the slip with her class information. "Guess we'll be classroom peers." She walked past him without a word, the jock sneering at her attitude, but still followed behind her. The raven haired male was joined by his dark skinned friend and the pair followed close behind the other two, listening as the jock told her that she needed to stow her attitude because Lancer wasn't likely to allow her to continue being a bitch. Danny's eyes narrowed at the male's words, but before he could speak up the Goth stopped in the middle of the hallway, her eyes narrowed on the jock as he stopped. They stood there, the other students moving around them for a moment until she opened her mouth.

"I could really give two shits about what some teacher feels about me and my attitude. It's a package deal and as for you, blondie," she spat, her hands on her hips. "You have no right to tell me what to do so why don't you go and find a nerd to shove in a locker or even shove yourself into a cheerleader!" Turning from him, the jock's blue eyes wide as he watched her go. The students that had stopped were standing there in shock. No one had ever put the blond jock in his place and this new girl had just laid him out. Danny and Tucker walked past the shocked jock just as he blinked, realizing that he had just been reamed by a girl. Though Sam wore normal clothing, her jeans a black tone and her large hoodie a deep green, she had screamed 'freak' by just her sour disposition since most girls that the jock knew were rather slutty and unable to walk by him without a sideways glance. The raven haired girl had glared at him from the moment she had seen him in the office waiting for her. Narrowing his eyes he headed to class, knocking into Danny as he walked by.

When the trio entered the classroom they found Sam sitting in the back, her hood pulled up and her head down as she drew something on her desk. Though he hadn't known Sam very long this attitude she had felt off to him. He moved to sit in his chair, the one just to the left of her while Tucker sat down in front of him. Paulina moved down the row, her seat on the other side of Sam while Dash sat before her. When the Latina noticed what she was doing she cried out, "You can't do that!" The Goth stopped for a second, her eyes flashing as she glanced over at the other woman. "I'm soooo telling on you!" What happened next left all in that space with a chill.

"Not that I care about you or you telling on me," Sam said, her eyes narrowing as she leaned closer to the other woman, though her voice didn't lower. She seemed to want to make sure that the other students could hear her. "But if you must tell on me, know this you shallow bimbo," the raven haired female hissed. "I will find you when you are alone, whether it is on the walk home or just heading to the bathroom and when I do, I will fuck you up so bad that you will only ever experience pain when you go to take a shit, piss in the toilet or have sex with some random male now or in the future." Leaning back she turned her attention from the now pale teen, her teal eyes wide, the fear she felt clear as day in them. Dash even seemed to find his body shaking with the threat to the popular girl. Danny gulped while Tucker stared wide eyes at what the small girl had threated to do to Paulina. No one said a word as the Goth continued to draw on her desk with a large permanent marker.

Lancer entered the room at that moment, in his hands a paper with some writing. He looked out to find his class all staring at the new girl, her head down and her hand moving. Clearing his throat he said, "Attention class, today we have a new student joining us today." No one turned, not until he slammed his hand on the desk before him. As all but one head turned to look at him, the look in their wide eyes relaxing when they realized it was the teacher. Paulina refused to make eye contact with the teacher as the balding male noted that said new girl still wasn't looking at him. "Ah hum, Miss Manson, would you care to join the class."

"No." The students tensed as the cold tone in her voice, the same tone that had just been used on the Latina. The teacher headed down the row, several students moving their desks away from the danger they could feel in the air, Danny being the only one that sat there unmoving. When he stood over her, his teal eyes realized that she was drawing on her desk, the art rather graphic as she drew the jock to the left of her with his head on a pike. He snatched the pen from her fingers, the Goth tensing as her head turned upward. "I suggest, and I use that word to be nice just this once, that you return my marker." The room was silent as the balding male took in the ice cold amethyst orbs.

"Miss Manson, we do not deface school property," he said, his arms folding as he glared back at her. Sam didn't even flinch, her eyes flashing in warning at the older male.

"I didn't deface it," she muttered. "I put art on it to make it better." His jaw practically hit the floor, the students around them gawking at her ballsy attitude. "Not that it matters what I do since the money my family has could buy this school and take it to the ground with money to spare."

"Sam," Danny whispered, his voice harsh. She shot him a look of scorn.

"I believe I told you before, Daniel, that you were to stay away from me and while we are forced to share this classroom I don't particularly want to hear your voice." She turned back to Lancer. "I assume you wanted to say something, since you were just talking about me." The male was stunned at this teenager's attitude and yet her threat of buying the school made him hesitate in getting onto her.

"Um, I was just going to have you introduce yourself to the class," he stated, the raven haired girl standing up just after that. She looked around at all the faces around her and while Danny was the only one that looked worried, the rest of the students looked afraid and curious.

"My name is Samantha Manson, but if you call me by my full name you might find yourself missing teeth." That was all she said, sitting back down while grabbing the marker out of the male teacher's hand. When he didn't move she spat, "That is all so if you don't want to find yourself in a world of pain you will remove yourself from my presence." Stuttering something out the older male moved to the front of the class to begin his lessons for the morning and while the students listened they kept an eye on the lone female that had gone back to doodling on the desk, a new person joining the decapitated Dash on the flat top of the desk.


Hours later the bell rang and the students filtered out of the classroom, the masses heading for the lunch room, well save for Sam who went down the hall and toward the door that opened up to the large school yard in the back of the school. Danny and Tucker followed her, though the techno-geek threw out a reminder that the Gothic female wanted nothing to do with him. The raven haired teen shook his head as he exited out behind the female teen. They found said Goth sitting under a tree, her eyes closed and a pair of headphones blasting music into her ears. The two males approached her and when she neither stirred or opened her eyes Danny moved closer while Tucker refused to be within reach of the teen that had not only tore into Dash, threatened the school via Lancer, and promised violence to the most popular female in school who had the name ice queen in less than the span of thirty minutes of starting her first day.

On top of all that she had threated to knock teeth out if you mis-spoke using the wrong version of her name. Danny didn't care. He knew that this couldn't be the Sam that he and Tucker had found scared of her own shadow. No, there was something off about this female and while he couldn't put his finger on it he decided that he would figure it out even if she knocked him sideways. Reaching out he went to touch her shoulder when her eyes burst open, the normally amethyst orbs red and unhuman. There were no pupils in either eyes, just red orbs that took over the colors that normally were in her eyes. Those same eyes looked disoriented as they looked up at him in surprise.

"Who are you?" the female inquired, but her voice wasn't her own, no she sounded like a he.

"Who are you?" the two males asked back, confusion in their depths, but before they could get a straight answer the female groaned as pain filtered quick and harsh into her head. Grasping her skull, her eyes closing the small frame of Sam began to convulse, her form seeming to flicker like a TV gone haywire and then she was back to herself, her mean self as her eyes opened again to reveal the amethyst eyes of the Goth.

"The fuck don't you understand about leave me alone?!" the girl before them growled, her body moving so quick that neither male had time to react as she grabbed them both by the front of their shirts. As she held them close to her face something flickered in those amethyst orbs glaring at them and with a groan she shoved them both away from her before taking off back into the school. Tucker looked at Danny, the raven haired male watching the Goth disappear inside the school.

"You did see that, right?" the dark skinned male inquired as he turned to see where she had gone. Danny nodded.

"Yeah, I saw." He had been right. There was something off about the Goth and that was that she wasn't Sam. This was something else entirely. He had a feeling that the one that he had seen at her house was the real Goth, but that something had happened. He couldn't wait until he got home, the idea that his parents might have some answers about this or even the internet might supply the two teens with information on what had happened to Sam.


The rest of the day wasn't any better, though Dash and Paulina avoided being anywhere near Sam and Sam kept to herself. No one wanted to get close to the mean spirited girl, though Danny and Tucker kept an eye on the teen in question. They wondered if they could get her to come with them to Fenton Works where Danny's parents could get a look at her her, but when the bell rang the raven haired female headed right out the door and into a waiting car, Vlad sitting in the back seat waiting for her. He smirked at the pair as Sam climbed in, the door slamming behind her before the car drove off.

"Well, that's never going to happen," Tucker said with a sigh. There was no way that Vlad was going to let the teen out of his sight, not that it mattered since she wasn't the real Sam anyway, but Danny still wanted to snatch the fake and find out what was going on. It seemed that being around him and the techno-geek seemed to trigger something and while she might not be the real Goth, this person or thing that was playing her seemed to be under some sort of control.

Walking down the street back to Danny's home the pair conversed about what was happening in the Goth's home, unaware that said Goth was currently laying in her bed, almost appearing asleep.


Vlad walked into the house with the fake Sam, his smile turning down as soon as the door was closed. "How did it go?" The female shrugged her shoulders.

"No one knows her so what did you think would happen?" the white hair male turned to look at the duplicate in front of him in anger. "Seriously, I made waves and pissed off a whole bunch of people."

"And the two teen males?"

"They don't suspect a thing, not that they didn't follow me around after I warned them off several times." This seemed to irk the older male as he turned away and began to head up the stairs with the fake Goth coming up behind him. "I warned them. I warned physical violence to the whole class and while it was rather dark threats that didn't stop them from approaching me." They entered the room where the real Sam lay, her body so still one would think she was dead, but the rise and fall of her chest belayed that fact. Maybe he was wrong to send Amorpho to the school. Sam was probably a better choice, but he wasn't sure if he could trust her when her mind seemed to be trying to fight him. After the control had been placed on her the Goth had managed to break it a few times leaving the white haired male no choice but to have her drained further by Spectra and then placed under a spell to keep her asleep.

"This isn't what I wanted," Vlad spat, his eyes flashing red at the failure of the fake Sam to keep the Fenton's boy from the Goth and the boy, Tucker, wasn't any better. Either one of them finding out what he was doing would mess up his long awaited plan, keep him from his final goal. He needed those funds to build his home, to create a real portal for him to own. At this moment he just had to wait for a natural portal to appear and that was just too time consuming. He turned to the fake behind him. "You better threaten them with physical violence and if they don't comply then follow thru with that threat." Leaving the room the fake Goth turned to the sleeping one, her eyes flashing red.