Candy- Pretty big cliff hanger, but I'm gonna make this one even bigger, hahahah!

Anyways, I'm hoping you guys will review! So please...

Oh and I'm sorry if this seemed short. It is compared to my last chapters. Sencere appolgies!

Chapter 5:

Danny pushed his feet hard off the ground, leaping onto a confused Dash, who stared at himself in Danny's body petrified. The other students couldn't move. Their feet planted to the spot and their eyes flickering to the ground.

Danny jumped. His mind racing hard and the second he touched his body, he disappeared with it. He realized that Dash had mastered going intangible. Something it'd taken himself a couple of hours...days. He shouldered it off himself anxiously and looked around flustered as he stared flustered at the gravel around him.

With a slight thud and shake, the two landed on the dirt ground of the underground storage room for the school of Casper High. Danny stood straight up and leaned himself on a cardboard box, staring intensively at the basement before him.

What was he going to say to Dash? He thought about explanations he would spit at him. But it was weird to stare at himself across the room, and it messed up with his thoughts...

I can explain... Danny thought in a conversation in his head to Dash, who lifted an arm and brought it though a card board box and yelped.

He actually couldn't explain.

He'd used this excuse with Lancer a bunch of times for homework. It hadn't worked then, but Danny heaved in a sigh. It was worth a try, wasn't it?

It wouldn't work. Never. But he said it anyways with out thinking. "I can explain."

Dash yelped, remembering Danny was in the room. He stuck out his hands. "What t-t-type of freak are you?" He said, staring at the two white gloves fitting neatly on his hands.

He stared over at Dash, staring at his face, pulling himself up to a rusted mirror on the wall of the room and glaring at it with his newly glowing green eyes. He yelped, shutting them quickly.

Dash's sweat trickled quickly down in his face, the salty water seeping into his dropped jaw, making him spit on the side of the shoes. His eyebrow twitched.

Danny ran a huge hand through his hair. He chewed on the side of his mouth and paused, thinking over what to say.

"What kind of freak are you?" Dash's voice filtered through his head.

Actually, he'd wondered the same thing...

"Do you wanna know the truth?" Danny said, his eyes crossed with annoyance.

"No...I wanna know a complete lie...I—Oh my Gosh! You can go to the slammer!" Dash said, his arms waving in front of him.

"No! I'm not—he's not bad!" Danny said, thinking about nothing but Dash's petrified look.

Dash leaned forward. "You took over my body, Fenton. I was helpless!" He said, honestly, his eyes shaking.

"No! Walker—" Danny stepped back.

"Walker?" Dash said, "Who cares, your Public Enemy number 1, Fentina!" Dash said.

"No...I'm not?" More of a question...but whatever.

"Then, what are you?" Dash sapped.

Danny coughed, the air in his lungs running out completely and he desperately tried to grab more with his mouth. Nerves kept him afraid and he stooped lower with his shoulders.

There was a quick shadow behind Dash.

A shimmer.

Then Danny caught glimpse of what seemed to be a frying pan.

It smashed on top of Dash's head, sending him to the dirt on the ground.

Danny gapped, watching Dash's mouth fill with gravel.

A horrified figure stood above him on the wooden stairs to the exit out.

Sam.

The frying pan tucked neatly at her side as she stood, grabbing the wooden railing to keep herself up.

Candy- Please review please! And please review on my newest story, "Hotel Amity" please! Thanks!