Disclaimer: Danny Phantom and all of Butch Hartman's characters obviously belong to Butch Hartman. Any 'made up' or 'fan' aracters I take full responsibility and credit for.

Fiction Rating: PG13 Language/Sexual Content/Some Drug Reference/Violence

From the Author: Third chapter! Woot! xD Although I only have a few readers, I hope that they enjoy it.x3 My birthday was yesterday, so I'm in a rather good mood. ;D Feel special, since I love you. -Snugs- ;3 (Please...don't take me seriously. >.>;)

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Chapter III

Temptation Sucks

"Well, I can't go to Danny's house, he'd kill me if they found out he missed school today," Tucker mumbled under his breath, thinking aloud as he dragged his feet along the sidewalk of which he paced. Already tired out by running two blocks straight, he decided to just take it easy. "Aha!" he smirked, "They're probably at Sam's house." And he changed routes, taking a left instead of a right, on his way to Sam Manson's house, although his pace didn't quicken that much. He groaned as he whiped some of the sweat from his forehead. Oh how he could hate the sun so...

Meanwhile, back at the mall, Sam and Danny walked contently towards the food court. Danny seemed especially keen and alert, but it wasn't for any ghosts or potential dangers, it was for that 'sexy' young woman, Paulina. It seemed like just yesterday that he just layed eyes on her. Her silky raven hair, slim and slender form, soft appealing lips, and hypnotizing eyes...And yet Sam had all of those same features. Yet, there was only one thing that separated Sam from Paulina...two actually, if you count popularity. Paulina seemed like an empty shell, a personality-less form taking on the host of a goddess's body. Sam, had unique individuality, and showed it with utmost pride.

In high school, popularity can change everything...it even blinded Danny Fenton of Paulina's true hollow self, and kept him from expressing any feelings towards Samantha Manson. What a pitty, they'd make such a great couple...

Finally, they arrived, and much to Danny's dismay, Paulina was lost in the swarm of people quickly gathering near every table of the food court. If they were lucky, there'd be a chair for each of them, although Sam didn't mind the idea of finding a bench in the local park and eating outside. Groaning, Danny rolled his eyes as he realized he lost track of Paulina. Sam rolled her eyes too, but it was more of a 'he's pathetic' gesture then anything. Her arms crossed, her keen violet optics scanned the various signs of the food court. Finally, a salad bar became evident, and she happily began walking in that direction. Danny, shrugging, mentally settled for afresh salad, and decided to follow like a lost puppy.

But finally, his ghost sences went off for the first time all day. A gasp of blue fog escaped his slightly parted lips, and he quickly paused, taking a defensive stance and looking around for the possible dangers. "What is it?" Asked Sam, slightly concerned, stopping and looking over to him. But she knew before she even asked, that Danny's ghost sence went off, and he'd have to leave her, again...but in a public place like this, with this many people, they needed the protection. "Ghost," he said briskly, looking over to her, "Stay here, I need to go check things out..." And soon, Danny was off, heading towards the nearest restroom to 'Go Ghost'.

"Stay here...!" Sam grumbled, crossing her arms. Who was HE to tell HER what she could and couldn't do? No matter, with some of the ghosts Danny's been fighting, she realized that for now it would be best to just stay out of his way. But then she remembered...the Fenton Thermos! He didn't grab it before they left for school today! Immediately moving from her spot, she ran towards the main door of the mall. She'd have to run back to his house and retrieve it. Dealing with his parents would be another problem, but she'd worry about that later...

With the coast clear, Danny Fenton became Danny Phantom, his hair slicking up as if there were a passing breeze. Raven tinted hair consumed by a snowy white, and crystalline green eyes taking the tint of an appealing, neon green. Outfit shifted to it's usual black, with white consuming his feet and forelegs, as well as his forearms and 'D/P' symbol over his chest. Taking off, he flew through the bathroom door, flying up, and over the mall-shoppers. Again his ghost sences went off, and that meant more ghosts...and that meant trouble.

Shrieks of panic arose from the food court below. A table came crashing down, as the beast stood on it. Rottweiler ears perked up immediately, and keen blood eyes grazed about the area. Fangs immediately bore themselves as the people began to scatter, the traffic of people flooding the routes to exits, and some people even having difficulty leaving the food hall. Saliva dripped from the powerful, deadly jaws, and paws pulled the cerberus from the table and onto the floor. It's black pelt stuck out in the sunny, well-lighted space. It's red aura licked at it's legs and necks as if it were the flames of hell. And maybe, just maybe, they were. The center head started barking, although these barks were deep 'whoofs'. The other two joined in, and the single bodied beast began to gallop foward.

Not moving at top speed, it was able to corner an angsty group, a head coming in from each side, and one in the center. If they were smart at the moment, they would've all scattered, but for a group of jocks and preps, this wasn't out of the ordinary intelligence. "Ah! Bad Dog!" Paulina squealed with utmost distaste, her fear was quite evident in her tone, and she merely shielded her head with both hands. Dash, being the manly man he usually was, squealed like a little girl in utmost fright. (I'm starting to like Dash. xD) The few others remained silent, although silently begged and pleaded to be let go.

The center head grasped Paulina's pant leg near her foot, and whipped it's head upward, holding onto Paulina's pant leg, and thus holding onto her as well. "Put me down!" she whined. The cerberus, satisfied with that specific amoutn of fear still radiating from the group of teenagers, decided to just take Paulina, since it's companion requested a hostage. And although both the Cerberus and it's tamer were unaware, Paulina was just the right person to snatch from the crowd.

"Put her down, Ghost scum!" came the angry shout from the now visible Danny Phantom floating a few mere meters down the cerberus's path. The two heads on each side growled, although the center head held onto the cloth of the pant leg firmly, not wanting to drop Paulina, even if that meant containing itself, and forcing it's growls to mere grunts. "Ah! The ghost boy has come to save me!" Paulina half-squealed, "He's SO amazing!" Danny would gawk at her words later, right now her life was in danger, or so it seemed.

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CLIFFHANGER!