Hello! Yay, thanks for giving me some more reviews. Like three of my others, this story is finally coming to a close, but don't worry, there's two sequels. Thanks to my reviewers!

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Chapter Eight

Deadly

Jazz went intangible just as the blast shot towards her. She could feel the darkness and evil coming off of it in waves. He was pure evil.

"Danny, stop. Snap out of this!" she cried hopefully. She turned invisible and flew carefully around him.

"What do you think you're doing? I've been a ghost for a few months now, you would think I'd get the hang of things," he said.

"Really? Then, how come you haven't heard of me?" she asked. An idea popped into her head and she went for it, becoming visible again. "Surely, if you're truly good at your "job" you should have heard of Ghost Gal."

"Don't play dumb with me. You're just like the rest of them. Except for your alignment of course," he said.

She knew her alignment was good. Somewhere inside him, her brother was too. "I don't want to fight you."

"Oh. I see," he said. "That's too bad."

He flew towards her with amazing speed. She turned around and blasted off the other direction, heading back to the Fenton Portal. She needed to be on familiar territory if she really had to fight her own brother.

"You can run, but you can't hide," he taunted, close to her.

She closed her eyes and became invisible. But not before he sent another wave of ecto-energy at her again. It hit her squarely and she stopped, clutching her pounding head as she flipped over several times.

She felt a tingling sensation in her hands. Her Shifter power. All she needed to do was to—She felt electricity flash through her and thrust her arm out. From her palm came a bolt of white energy.

His red eyes were surprised for a moment, but he froze in midair and ducked, forming a shield around him.

"I don't know how you did that, but I intend to find out," he threatened.

"You have to catch me first," she challenged. She turned around again and started flying as fast as she could, knowing he was chasing close behind her. But then she saw the familiar hexagonal shape of a doorway; the Fenton Portal.

Willing herself to go faster, she flipped over and glanced back for a moment. He was still following at a fast pace, only a foot or two behind her. She went intangible and soared through the doors of the Portal, arriving into her parents' lab.

She looked behind her, but he wasn't following her. She floated down to the ground, watching…but no movement, no noise, no ghostly sight came. Suspicious, she carefully walked over to it.

Just as he flew in at the same time. The two crashed into each other and flew together, colliding into something. Of course, she was the one who smashed into it, and looking up, she saw a vibrant flash and suddenly, the light from the Ghost Zone turned off as it lost power. They'd run into the lever that turned it on and off.

"How did you know about this place?" he demanded, pulling away from her immediately.

"Lucky guess, I suppose," she replied, rubbing the back of her neck.

"You amaze me. After everything I do, you still try and be nice. If I didn't know any better, you remind me of someone," he said. Over their conversation, Jazz could hear a storm raging outside.

"Really? And who's that?" she asked, trying not to smile.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" he asked. He became invisible and the next thing she knew, a powerful ectoplasmic ball came flying at her and hit her. She flew in the air clumsily, but managed to stop herself before she hit the wall.

"Danny, I don't want to fight you!" she shouted. She was tiring out fast. He'd been half ghost all of two days. She wondered how much more her power could handle.

"Why? Don't tell me you're scared?" he challenged.

She didn't know where he was, meaning he was invisible still and could be anywhere. Once again, she had to remind herself she couldn't be afraid. Not of her brother…no matter how much he had changed.

"Ha ha. Is that some kind of joke?" she retorted, amazed at how calm she sounded.

"Depends. Are you?" said his voice.

She threw out her hand and shot out a blast of blue energy to the corner where she heard it. It hit nothing but the wall and his dark laugh filled the air between them.

"I'm over here," he whispered.

"Stop this Danny!" she yelled. "You and I both know this isn't you. If the real Danny can hear me, let him. Listen to me! Fight back! Don't let him win; you're stronger than that."

"No! Shut up!" he shouted. He appeared over in the opposite corner and she saw him struggle, his hands on his head.

"Danny, I know you're in there," she continued hopefully. She advanced slowly towards him. "Fight this. I know you can."

He floated slowly to the ground, yelling with effort from both sides trying to win. He was fighting back.

In a whirl of bright lights, something happened but she had to cover her bright blue eyes for the powerful light. Then it stopped. She took her hand away and gasped.

A boy with silver-white hair and green eyes now stood before her, but then his eyes glazed over and he collapsed to the ground.

"Danny?" she asked, rushing over to him. Carefully, she took his arm and rolled him over gently onto his back. He seemed to be unconscious.

She sat down; she wanted to wait until he woke up. Of course, she'd have to be cautious, in case he would wake up and see her and think she was a ghost out to get him.

"I knew you could do it Danny," she said. "You've got a fighter in you." She ruffled his hair and leaned down to wake him.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed open…except they were a bright red color. She felt a hand to her throat.

"I'll admit it was an exercise to get past him after you finally reached him, but you know what they say; exercise makes you stronger," he said darkly.

She coughed harshly, barely able to breathe under his grasp. She tried going intangible, but her powers were against her as she struggled.

He stood up and became the evil, dark haired ghost Atheme had created had created out of him.

A large crack of thunder boomed loud overhead. Both Jazz and Danny looked up in unison as the lights flashed off overhead, pitching them into darkness.

Jazz felt a tingling sensation inside of her and braced herself for death. But it never came. Instead, she felt a new surge of power and without her knowledge, her eyes turned a pure white color, emitting electricity.

A flash of white lightning streaked down from the ceiling and into Danny. He let go and cried out, a mixture of anger, shock, and pain.

Her eyes returned to normal and she stared at him threateningly. He glanced back, shaking with some unknown source.

"What are you, an X-Man now?" he teased.

"You always did love your comics Danny," she said.

"Shut up! You will not speak to him," he snapped. "In a few short hours, "Danny" will be dead to everyone. And people will soon find out what true evil is. In this world, evil will always prevail over good. And there's nothing you can do about it."

"You're right," she said suddenly.

"What?" he asked.

"I said, you're right," she repeated. They both looked up for a moment as the power came back on, except for the Fenton Portal. But they quickly returned to each other.

Jazz felt his dark eyes circling him, and tried to watch his every movement. She didn't know why she was trembling, why she was afraid. She was insane. This was her brother. But a voice spoke to her, her conscience. "He's not your brother anymore…."

And she knew it had to be true. An obsessive impulse came over her. She wanted to help him more than anything. And if it involved exposing herself, so be it.

"Danny—" she began.

"Dark Phantom," he corrected.

"Can you teach me the dark side?" she asked.

His mouth dropped open, staring at her in surprise. "What?"

"You're right. Being evil sounds exhilarating, I want you to teach me," she said. She hoped this would work. She dropped down to the ground of her parents' lab, and watched in amazement as he followed her.

"You want me to teach you how to be a bad ghost?" he asked. Now he had another look in his eyes. It was suspicion.

She turned around, walking to the dark, powerless Fenton Portal. The lever next to it was still pulled down from where they had crashed into it. "Well, yeah. I've watched you, and I realize, yes, I want to learn. I want to be evil. I want to be powerful."

"Uh, huh," he said, shaking his head, and looking down. Maybe he did understand.

He stared behind her thoughtfully, at the portal, and began walking towards her. Laying an icy hand on her shoulder, he gave in, and smiled at her.

"You really want to learn?" he asked.

"I'll be your slave, if I must," Jazz said, trying to laugh convincingly.

"Okay. What are you willing to risk?"

"Anything," she replied firmly. Oh, my god, he was really falling for it.

"Really?"

"Yes." She was getting good at talking to people.

"Even death?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" She pulled away, her eyes narrowed.

He smiled. "Death." He flew towards her and shoved her roughly with his hands. Unprepared, she flew backwards until she hit the back of the portal room with a hard thud.

"Death comes to all doesn't it?" he asked, staring at her from the doorway.

She rubbed her head, stars dancing in her eyes.

"Now it's your turn," he said. He raised his hand-and pulled the lever up.

Jazz screamed in pain as electricity danced around her…and she soon began to feel darkness…cold darkness, sweeping over her. In another second, she'd be dead. And the whole world collapsed around her as everything went black.

Danny watched excitedly as he pulled the lever up. The ghost girl was changing before his eyes, rendering her powerless, which is what he'd been hoping for the entire time. He pulled the lever back down and she stopped screaming, only to fall unconscious.

Something inside of him jolted in sudden horror as he saw familiar red hair and the set of teal pants and black shirt…..

"No," he whispered, stumbling backwards.

In one simple moment, the evil aura suffocating him burst and fell away, leaving Danny Phantom behind. His face went even paler.

"Jazz? No…I didn't just," he said. But his sister didn't move. He'd killed his own sister. But how had she…

He cried out in fury at himself, closing his eyes against the wave of powerful, deadly emotions that suddenly attached themselves to his conscience. Turning around, he knew he couldn't stay here. His only hope lie in the Ghost Zone. Where there was only one thing he could do.

Without knowledge he was even using a power he'd never known he had, he moved Jazz's limp form out of the way, refusing to stare down at her lifeless body. Everything seemed to be playing like a movie, and he was watching from a blurry camera.

But somehow he managed to pull up the lever again and watched as the Ghost Zone became complete before him. Eerie and chilled as always.

"Forgive me," he whispered, before jumping into it. The doors closed behind him.

And if he would have looked back, he would have seen a pair of blue green eyes staring at him as he disappeared.

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Ah, nice cliffhanger, as usual. Danny thinks he killed his sister, but apparently Jazz is alive. Sam and Tucker come in the next chapter. Here's your sneak peek! Please R&R!

Chapter Nine: Secrets

"Because your arrows are the reason he's gone," Jazz said menacingly.

"What do you mean, my arrows?" she asked.

"Don't be stupid, I already know you did it. Those damn things are what turned him evil," Jazz snapped.

"What? That's not true—I—" Atheme smacked her forehead. "Unless I…oh crap."

"What did you do?" she asked.

"My arrows weren't supposed to turn him evil. They were supposed to make him commit one dark crime. It didn't have to be like breaking an actual law, but just something bad enough to make him feel guilty," Atheme said.

Jazz looked down. "And he usually doesn't do anything bad, so that's why he turned. And then he thought he hurt me." She walked in front of the ghost so close that they were eye to eye. "Then what would happen?"

"He would become so guilty, he would just snap," she said.

"You will lead us to him," Jazz said, shoving her onto the seat of the Speeder.

Atheme didn't say a thing.

"And after that, you'll change him back to normal," she demanded.

"You're asking for a lot Ghost Gal," Atheme said to her.

"Ghost Gal doesn't exist. Not anymore."

Lateraina Wolf