Taking Over Me
Summary: With Sam gone, Danny has enough to deal with. At the same time he runs into the first ghost he can't beat, and that's Danny Phantom.
Rating: PG-13 for mature themes and language.
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom, Butch Hartman does. I do not own Taking Over Me, Evanescence does.
Chapter Twenty-five
To live, to breathe, you're taking over me.
Sam heard the pop and pain shot through her neck reaching her already foggy brain. She opened her mouth to speak but could only gasp for air. Stop it, she thought desperately, but inside she knew this was it. He'd found them. She failed. She couldn't protect Blake, Ryan, or her baby. Maybe she really didn't deserve to live. Suddenly, the hand was gone from her throat and she fell limply to the ground. She couldn't have stopped herself from falling. Her cheek hit the snow but the icy blast barely registered. Her fingers must have been cold. Why couldn't she feel them anymore?
She lay there, her eyes glazing over from how cold the snow she was lying in. Little oxygen managed to make it to her barely functioning brain. Why did he let her go? She tried to pull herself up. Her neck hurt and she couldn't turn it. Her check throbbed with the cold. It hurt so much to move. She squeezed her eyes shut against the pain resting her back against the cold stone on the side of the above ground grave. She took a few breathes. Each brought a new wave of pain from her neck. She tried to imagine it wasn't hurting. She opened her eyes.
The sight that instantly met her eyes brought a scream from her. "Stop it!" She screamed. The red eyes turned to her and he grinned. He twisted the four-year-old's arm behind his back even harder. Blake gave another yell. She managed through herself at them. Danny went intangible taking Blake with him. The preschooler screamed, not knowing what to think. The ghost boy didn't look away from her as she landed in the snow. Her neck protested vehemently. Sam squeezed her eyes shut as her stomach churned against the pain. She wished it would just go away, knowing it wouldn't.
"Scared, Sammy?" the voice taunted.
Sam stiffened at the childhood nickname that only Danny, her Danny, ever used anymore. "Don't say that," she practically spit at him.
He dropped Blake and in an instant flew to face her, his eyes inches from her own. "Why, Sammy? Does it bother you? I thought you liked when I called you that."
Her eyes narrowed at the fake innocent expression on his face. "Go to Hell."
He pouted, backing away slightly. "I'm hurt," he said, laying his hand against his heart. Her fingers instinctively curled into fist. The demonic grin was instantly fixed back in place. He moved to her side, and slipped an arm around her shoulder. Sam tried to move her head away. The flaring pain instantly stopped the movement. "I'm sure I will," he whispered in her ear. "But if I am, I'm taking you and your pretty, little, fake family with me."
"Leave them out of this," she hissed.
He pulled away again. He floated away from her, towards both the younger boys. His back was to them, his eyes never leaving hers. "I'm afraid I can't do that," he stated in a voice that reminded her way too eerily of something Vlad would say. "I really hate who your becoming, and it's all their fault."
Sam stared at him in disbelief, her neck still throbbing. "Who I've become," she gawked. "What about what You've become. You're a monster."
He smiled, "So glad you've noticed. I was thinking you'd miss it, being that we haven't seen a lot of each other lately." Part of Sam wanted to tell him to shut up, but as long as they were bantering back and forth it gave her time to try and think of a way out of this. She swallowed. Her neck hurt again with the movement of those muscles. She cringed. He grinned. "Well, Sammy Angel. As much fun as catching up has been I believe I have some infanticide to commit." His eyes went to her swollen stomach, and her hand instinctively covered it. He grinned.
Sam took a few steps back eyes wide. He was going to kill her! He was totally, completely serious. "Do you realize how much that baby has messed up our lives?" Sam stayed silent, not completely sure what to say. "All the pain it's caused you? You can't possibly love it."
Ryan who had Blake under his arm dashed behind Sam. Both of them had been amazingly quiet. Sam could see why. You'd have to be a complete idiot to draw the white-haired teen's attention to yourself. "What if I do?" she breathed.
His eyes darkened to an almost garnet, deepening the shadows on his face and enhancing the possessed look. "What did you say?"
Sam reached back and held Blake securely behind her. "What if I do? What if I like it here? What if I'm happy? Maybe, after the past six months I deserve to be happy."
His eyes narrowed further, now just slits. Suddenly his death glare changed focus. His eyes suddenly darted to the seven-year-old standing just next to her. Faster than Sam would have believed possible, he lifted his hands and sent a red energy blast at Ryan. Sam screamed, throwing herself in front of the boy she considered a younger brother. She was unconscious before she hit the ground.
Hey. Another chapter. Sorry this took so long I took two weeks of to get some writing done so I could try to go back to daily updates. Everybody cross your fingers! Hope you liked this chapter! We're almost done! One more chapter and prologue! Can I get a woot woot? Thanks to my awesomely awesome reviewers: Cheerin4danny, lonesome K, autumngold, Wind Cat, LittleMissMorbid, Samster The Hamster, Chicken Person, Silverflare07, audi katia, YAY!!!, Osparrow, pinkXfairie, Phasmatis of priscus dea Isis, Titansfan545, Kybo, The Fuzy Llama, Ryo's destiny, Janus-Wolf, Spice Of Life, cheerin4danny, Mrs. Granger-Weasley, Hwoarangsguardie, Sakura Scout, RainbowSerenity, Dragonslayer527, Chibi Millenia Phantom, WormmonABC, Medisti, RavenForever, MayB, Moody Maud, and Danielle Phantom. Huggles to you all!