It's time for Chapter 3! And thanks for the reviews! –gives everyone who reviewed a GIANT Danny plushie- Heeh. Sorry, only got three. But the last is MINE! Nobody go near it! Muhahahaha... -cough- sorry. Let's start the chapter.

Chapter 3: VENGANCE!!

It was lunchtime. Danny and Sam were trying to determine if their cafeteria food was still alive-as it had been for the past week- and Tuck was shooting his mouth off about times at Marmel.

"Hey- remember when we stole that sack of potatoes from the lunch ladies and threw em' off the roof at recess? Oh maaan that was cool- ok, so we got a week's detention, but it was DARN satisfying!"

Danny smiled. "Yeah.. but what about the time we made it snow in all the classrooms? Gawd, that was fun.."

Sam was picking at her food with her fork- so that if it ate whatever touched it like it did on Tuesday, it would eat the fork instead of her hand- and pretending not to be interested. But when Danny said that the things were fun, she looked up.

"It wasn't fun!" she said almost immediately. "It was disturbing and wrong!" Deep down, she did think it was funny, but as the only female in the threesome, it was her job to keep the other two in check.

"That's why it's funny," Tucker said, staring at her. He proceeded to trying to eat his food.

He stopped when it tried to eat his shirt.

In the hall five minutes later, Sam, Tuck, and Danny were lazing around, waiting for the bell to ring.

"Y'know," Danny said to the others, "I've been thinking- maybe it was wrong that Wilson died. Maybe whoever set the thingy was just trying to prank, not to kill."

"So?" Tucker said. "It was a good riddance! We're better off without dumb ol' Bucket-"

But before Tuck could say 'head', the three of them felt a tug on their shirts. Before they could say a word in edgewise, they were pulled through the lockers and into a small back room that was completely deserted- except for one thing.

It was a ghost. He was the perfect example of a nerd-he had short, wiry hair, extremely thick glasses, and a geeky plaid outfit. He had a malevolent smile on his face, revealing extremely uneven teeth.

It was Wilson Dixon.

"Well, well, well," Wilson said in a nasally, slightly accented voice. "Danny and Tucker. We meet again. So tell me- what is it like being in the lower profile?"

"Huh?"

"What is it like being demoted? One minute the world revolves around you two, and the next, you're nameless faces in the crowd!"

"They aren't nameless faces in the crowd!" Sam shouted. "Danny went to Marmel today, and people were praising him!"

Wilson gasped, as though he had only just noticed that Sam was there. He floated over to her, grasping her hand.

"Samantha!" he shouted, surprised. "How can it be you? And why are you with these two? Are they torturing you?" Back at Marmel, Wilson had had a small crush on Sam. But-like everyone else at Marmel Jh, Sam hated him.

"Hey!" Danny said, turning to face Wilson. "You take your paws off her!"

Wilson blinked twice. "I do not understand- you're… friends?"

"Long story, no time to tell it," Danny said. "But you're a ghost, so… I'M GOING GHOST!!" Danny transformed- his hair turned white, his eyes became green, and his outfit became his weird suit.

"Y-you're a GHOST?!" Wilson said, shocked.

"More like half-ghost. No time to tell the story. So, as I was saying, Bring it on!" The battle was like most battles against ghosts, except this one didn't end with Wilson being caught in the thermos. Just as Wilson was about to make the final advance on the three, something weird happened.

Another ghost soared through the wall, knocking Wilson aside. "Stop torturing them!" the ghost said. "I'm warning you, I'm armed!" The ghost took a rifle that was slung across her shoulder and pressed it to Wilson's nose.

"O-okay, I'll leave-DON'T HURT ME!!" Wilson screamed like a girl and escaped through the wall.

The three got a closer look at the ghost that had saved them. She had the look of someone very beautiful that had seen too many things she didn't want to see. Her black hair was tousled and uncombed, and her greenish-purple eyes looked slightly frightened. She was wearing a camouflage outfit with huge boots to go with it. She gave them a soft wave and then disappeared through the wall.

Danny was surprised. "Wow," he said.

"I know," Tuck said dreamily. "If only she were alive..." He turned to Sam, expecting a sarcastic or useless remark.

But Sam didn't say anything. She just stood there, mouth open. They phased back through the wall via Danny Phantom Transit Co., and out there, Sam spoke.

"I...I… it's impossible!" she said shakily. "How could she be here?! How?"

EDIT: Reposted for certain reasons.

Bye! -SP