A/N: This is chapter 1. I hope you all enjoyed the prologue. But if not, I understand. I will try hard to make everything in this story, make some form of sense.

Chapter 1

To think it has only been a few days since Danny's room got destroyed, and his parents got taken away. Danny is now crying in his bedroom again, thinking about how his family is destroyed. He is still living with Sam, he has been thinking about not having her as his girlfriend anymore.

Because they are siblings now; that would sound really weird, and to think that Danny and Sam are now living together. That would also cause a bunch of questions to be asked, Maddie and Jack have already been featured on the news twice. Sometimes they have been featured a lot.

As Danny woke up, he noticed Mrs. Manson doing something to Sam's room, she was not home, but Danny was…And he saw her putting away all of her gothic stuff. "What are you doing Mom?" He asked. She was not officially his mother.

But sometimes she would hear him calling her that, "I am getting rid of Sam's dirty goth clothes. She needs to be classy like the rest of us. She needs to be a good part of society, right Danny?" She asked.

"Yeah…But don't you think this is going a little bit too far?"

"Don't you ever! Question my authority. You are grounded."

"What?"

"Samantha will be too when she gets home."

"Mom, please…"

"No."

"Fine."

Danny went back into his shared room with Sam, thinking about all the bad things she has to handle when he was not with her full time. He thinks about his life and how easy that was, but not everyone has a good life. Especially rich people.

He always thought that they had it easier, and he always thought they had it better. But, now Danny knows the truth. And he will not stand by.

He is going to help Sam, and he is going to make her stand up to her family. No matter what, and technically his family too.

He still dreams about his family.

Hoping, nothing bad is happening to them.

In a dark cave, a government agent shows Maddie and Jack pictures of them fighting ghosts, the agent asks them if it is them on the screen. They both nod. He brings in one of his friends, and that is when hell starts.

"Please, let us go..We have a son—And a daughter, we can't be locked in here forever!" The husband named Jack said.

"Yeah, we have a son named Danny, and a daughter named Jazz."

"Not anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"Danny is living with Sam Manson, while Jazz is living with Vlad Masters…" He said, the parents looked confused and scared.

How could their kids do this to them? And right in a time of need, Maddie decided to get a piece of paper and a pen. She started writing a note to each of them. Both of them had angry tones inside of them.

Dear Kids,

I am calling you that because you still are my kids. Don't think that leaving the family is going to make a difference. Because it won't. I am wanting you two back by tomorrow, and if you are not…There will be consequences.

Love, Mom and Dad

She sealed the letter tight, hoping that it would get to her kids on time. The officer helped her with sending it, because she seemed desprate to send it.