Beyond Life and Death

I don't own Danny Phantom.

Chapter 8: Sacrifices must be made

Sam hurried out of her and room and down the stairs. She wasn't doing it to be late for school. Actually, who would open up school with the town recovering from a ghost strike? Only this town would. The real reason was that she didn't want to talk to her parents. They had tried to have a discussion with her last night, but she stayed in her room the whole time. She knew they were worried about her. They wanted to know if she was all right. But, they wouldn't understand her. They never understood her. And she didn't want to talk about what happened yesterday right now.

She looked down the hallway and saw the door. She hurried towards it, almost getting out…

"Samantha Manson. Get in here," her father's voice called from the kitchen.

(Damn it) she thought as she turned around and walked in to the room. She saw her mom and dad at the table, sitting down and having concerned looks on their faces.

"Come here." He dad ordered. She put her backpack down and took a seat in at the other end.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Yesterday," her mom began," when the riots occurred. We were worried."

"And you should have all right to be. Can I go?"

"Listen. The fact of the matter is that we heard you helped the Fentons fight that ghost thing."

"Yeah."

"And is it true that you used some of their technology to fight it off?"

"What are you trying to get at?"

"What you r mother is trying to say is that we think you shouldn't see the Fentons anymore," her father said.

"What!" Sam yelled.

"We just want you to know that we don't want you to get hurt."

"I'll be fine."

"And what if this happens again? We can't risk that." Mrs. Manson stated.

"I only did it to protect everyone. Danny did-"

"Stop talking about him," Mr. Manson said. "You know what, he was always the reason you acted the way you are. If we can get you away from the Fentons, maybe you can finally get it through your head that you have to forget about him and get on with your life."

That was all it took to make Sam snap. She leaped out of her chair and yelled, "That is such bullshit!"

"Hey-!"

"Shut up! This time, you listen! I cared about Danny more then you could ever know! He gave up everything to help people! I will never forget the sacrifices that he made! And if you or anyone else tells me otherwise, then you clearly don't understand what's best for me!"

She grabbed her bag and hurried out of the house, ignoring her parents. Cursing under her breath, she just couldn't believe her parent's orders. They wanted to forget about Danny: The one person that kept her going even after his death. They were just as Sam thought them to be. The two of them could never understand her. They could never see the love Sam felt for Danny. It was that which gave her the strength to get through the chaos of two days ago. It may seem silly to others, but it was what kept her going. (And no matter what,) she thought to herself,( I will always have Danny's memories with me.)

Over in the Ghost Zone…

The cloaked ghost could well remember the last time he had been in this chamber. He looked at the sandstone walls adorned with symbols. He stared at the domed ceiling that with a massive circle in the center. He could go on and on in his mind about all the times he had spent here. But, he had other matters to attend to. He was right now on an upraised platform and looking downwards at what lay before him. In the center of the room, facing him, were five tables. And ion them were five of Walker's prisoners, held down with Ectoplasmic energy chains and many were cursing and yelling for help.

"Hey buddy!" A spiked haired prisoner yelled upon seeing the ghost on the platform. "Get us out!"

"I'm afraid I can't do that," the ghost said.

"My ass you can get us out!" the ghost in chained to the center table yelled.

"You quiet yourself, infidel!" every ghost in the room then quieted down all of a sudden. It was as though this ghost had some kind of mental grip over them.

"Wait. Are you the Necromancer?" another on of the ghosts asked.

"At least some of you have kept your minds intact," he responded. "Moving on, as you know, I have visions. I want a new world. One where death is eliminated, disease is banished, and injuries can be avoided. And the human world is to provide us with this paradise. And yet, you will not be in this new world."

"What are you talking about?" the middle ghost asked.

"This building allows my gateway powers to be enhanced. However, it requires energy. And either ghosts or human spirits can provide that. The more I get, the more it gets enhanced. But, I am only transpotating the building and the prison. Just for that, you five will be used. You will have no second chance at another life here, on Earth, or in the next life. But can tell you this: You all at least will be remembered as the ones who laid the groundwork for a new paradise!"

One of the prisoners then yelled," Are you-!" He was cut off, however. Before the ghost could finish his words, the Necromancer had raised his right hand and out shot five bolts of green lighting. It crackled as it went downwards and struck the chained down prisoners. When the lighting hit, they let out screams of unbelievable torment at what they were experiencing. After a few seconds of this energy, their bodies then seemed to collapse into themselves and form five green orbs. The orbs shot up into the ceiling and went through the circle in its center. The Necromancer bowed his head then and said to him, "My vision is soon to become reality."

Outside of the structure, a beam of green light shot up through the ceiling of the structure. It then stopped a few feet over it and started to spread out and down like a geyser. It continued going down until its two Halfas touched and were covering both the ancient structure and Walker's prison. Now there was a huge green orb hovering in the Ghost Zone. And, as soon as it had appeared, it disappeared in a flash of green light. And on it was Walker, the Necromancer, and a lot of guards and prisoners heading for the Earth. Everything was in check on the structures. There was nothing else. Or was there?

Back to Earth…

Sam, still pissed off at her parents, was walking in the town's center in the downtown district when she stared to hear a bunch of people around her gasp and look up into the sky. Thinking it to be just some military plane that had taken a wrong turn, Sam continued walking. But, it was the huge explosion that rattled the air, which made her look up at the sky. She couldn't believe what she was witnessing. It looked as though the sky had suddenly split opened. The hole in the sky was shooting out electricity from out into the atmosphere, releasing explosions evertime they shot out. Then, coming out of the hole, there emerged a huge green orb. When it had fully gotten out of the rupture, the hole closed like someone had pulled up on a zipper. The entire population of Amity then just becomes fixated on this thing. Then, everyone covered his or her eyes as the orb then let out a blinding flash of green light. When it was safe to uncover their eyes, they now lay witness to something else. Floating over the city was a huge prison complex that was glowing green. Only one person knew what that was. Sam had seen it when she went to the ghost zone. It was none other then Sheriff Walker's prison.

The only difference was the rectangular building on the piece of rock. Floating over the prison, Sam's mind started to question its significance. It looked to her like something out of Ancient Egypt or something. The thing is, what Walker was doing with it. (He doesn't seem the kind of person interested in those things.) She thought.

She focused her eyes more on the building. Just then, she saw a little black dot walk from the structure. A green, flat circle then appeared at the edge of the landmass the building was floating on. The dot moved onto it and the circle began to float downwards towards the crowd of people. As the object came into view, Sam could now finally get a better glance at who was on the platform. It was an either a person or ghost wrapped entirely in a cloak which had strange symbols all over it. Sam couldn't see the guy's face or body, but she had an idea that this was the person Ember was talking about. She wasn't sure what he wanted, but she had a good idea that it wasn't in the best interest of the human race.

The Necromancer has entered Earth. What are his plans? Find out in Chapter 9!