For all of those who thought I had abandoned this story, shame on you. Don't you have any trust in me? I was out of ideas and couldn't think of anything to write so my friend gave me an idea. I didn't use it, but parts of the beginning of this chapter are from part of her idea. By the way, her penname is Lateraina Wolf. I reread my story and an idea sorta just struck me. I don't know how good it'll be, but hey, at least I'm updating. Now for the results of the voting. Including all votes that were given in email rather than a review, one won. So Vlad is Chloe's real dad. It actually turned out a tie, and I had to ask one of my friends to vote so it won by one vote. I know in the last chapter I promised you a really long chapter, but I don't know if I can do that right now. I mean, I just started writing again with an idea I'm still trying to figure out. I promise though that there will be one long chapter somewhere in this story even if it has to be the last chapter. I think I'm gonna stop talking now before the author's note gets longer than the actual chapter. I've done that before. Well, here's the chapter you waited nearly five months for. Hope it's not too bad.

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Danny sat on his bed in shock for a second before he sprinted over to the door. He ran outside looking for Chloe, but she was nowhere to be seen.

"Chloe!" he called to no luck. The idea of Vlad being Chloe's dad was unimaginable.

"What are you yelling about, Daniel?"

Danny looked in the direction the voice was coming from and saw Vlad. He was staring at Danny, waiting for an answer.

"You're, you're not Chloe's dad, are you?" Danny asked.

He expected to see a look of confusion, accusation, something, but Vlad mearly continued to stare at Danny in silence.

"Is she your daughter or not?" Danny asked growing impatient.

"It's late," Vlad said. "You should get to bed. You have a busy day tomorrow."

"Answer my question!" Danny nearly yelled. Vlad responded by turning his back and beginning to walk away.

"And try and be quiet," he said as he turned the corner and went out of sight.

Danny sighed, then yawned. He hadn't realized how tired he was. He went into his room and lay down on the bed, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't seem to get to sleep. He just had to know if what Chloe said was true.

He eventually fell into a light sleep.

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"Please! You have to believe me!"

"Why should I? I trusted you, and you turned your back on me."

"Listen, it wasn't me! It was-"

"Stop hiding behind your lies! I know it was you!"

"Danny, I swear I'm telling the truth! I didn't do anything! It was-"

Danny awoke from his dream. His alarm clock buzzed in his ear. He reached over and knocked it off the table. It immediately stopped. He turned over trying to remember his dream.

"You know, the thing about alarm clocks is, they do have an off button."

Danny turned over and saw Chloe at the door. She walked over and picked up his alarm clock. Danny became uninterested and closed his eyes to go back to sleep. Chloe noticed and twisted a knob on the back of the alarm clock. She set it right next to Danny's ear and quickly covered her ears. After a few seconds, the alarm clock went off. Danny's eyes shot open, and he quickly threw the alarm clock across the room.

"Time to get up," Chloe said happily as though nothing had happened. Danny glared up at the smiling girl, but she only smiled harder. "So are you ready for training? How good are you? Do you think you could beat me? I know you can't beat Daddy, and I doubt you could beat me."

Danny was suddenly fully awake when she had said 'Daddy'. He had completely forgotten about last night. Everything came rushing back to him in one split second.

"Is he really your dad?" Danny asked slightly hoping it wasn't true.

"Of course, silly," Chloe said casually as though it wasn't any big news. "Why else would I have said it?"

"As a joke," Danny said. He still couldn't believe it. He kept trying to convince himself that she was joking. Vlad, a dad? No way! It just wasn't possible. It couldn't be true.

"What? Do you not like having me as a cousin or something?" Chloe questioned.

"It's not that, it's just, well, never mind."

Chloe tilted her head like a confused puppy. She looked at Danny with questioning eyes. Danny, unsure of what to say at this point, stood up and stretched.

"I need to get dressed now," he said to Chloe.

"Leaving," Chloe said. She turned and skipped out of the room, back in her happy mood. "Meet you for breakfast." She closed the door, and Danny could hear her singing as she skipped to breakfast.

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Danny was beginning to wonder if his sanity would hold up during his stay here as he watched Chloe flying as fast as she could around the backyard.

"Bet you can't catch me!" Chloe yelled to Danny. Danny smiled and flew quickly after her. It was only a few minutes before he caught up to her. "No fair!"

"What are you talking about fair for?" Danny asked. "You're the one who got a head start."

"Lot of good that did," Chloe said in a voice that sounded like a small child who had been denied a cookie. She looked around the yard. Suddenly, she smiled her evil grin which could only mean she was ploting something against Danny. She purposely slowed down.

"Getting tired already?" Danny said in a mocking voice as he looked behind him at Chloe. She only smiled which made Danny nervous. She seemed to be looking beyond him. He quickly looked forward, and before he even had the chance to go intangible, he smacked face first into a tree. Chloe burst out laughing as Danny fell to the ground.

Danny hit the ground and lay with his eyes closed for a second, not wanting to see Chloe. Even with his eyes closed, he could tell a shadow fell across him. He opened his eyes and saw Vlad standing above him. It was hard to notice, but he was smiling.

"Let's get started shall we," Vlad said.

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Danny lay in his bed, stiff and aching all over. Right now he just wanted to lay there and never get up, but that quickly became an unavailable option as Chloe came into the room.

"I told you you couldn't beat me," Chloe said happily as she bounced on her toes. Danny just groaned in response. He wondered how she could be so hyper all of the time. "Aww, is little Danny tired? Too bad, more training tomorrow. You're gonna have to toughen up, or I'm going to beat you every single day. That'd be fun for me, but it wouldn't help you any."

Danny laid an arm over his eyes and groaned again. Chloe got the picture and left. Danny quickly fell into a dreamless sleep.

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one month later

"Wake up, lazy bum," Chloe said in Danny's ear. He slowly opened his eyes and looked over at the cousin he had been cursed to spend a year with. He closed his eyes. "Wake up!" Chloe yelled in his ear.

"Alright," Danny said, "I'm getting up."

"We're having so much fun!" Chloe said happily. "We can do this every single day until we're both stronger than Daddy!"

"I only plan on staying here a year," Danny said as he rubbed his eyes. "I doubt that's enough time to get stronger than Vlad. He's trained for twenty years."

"You could stay longer," Chloe said hopefully.

"I told you, I only plan on staying one year."

"But why?" Chloe said like a little kid. "It gets so lonely here with just me and Daddy. I thought you liked it here. Plus, it took all that work to get you here in the first place."

It took a moment for what Chloe had just said to register in his mind. He looked at her. She had her hand clasped over her mouth.

"What exactly did you mean by the work it took to get me here?"

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Yay! Me finished another chapter. And it only took five months. Sam, Tuck, and his parents shall visit him in the next chapter. What will happen? Nobody knows. Seriously, I don't even know. I didn't write the training scene cuz I have no idea what he should learn. So everybody tell me something you want him to learn. I'll see you in another five months. Just kidding! Er, hopefully I am. Bye! No, wait, two things left to say. First, to sevkitty. I only just read your review so I guess your vote doesn't count, but that's a good thing cuz it woulda made it a tie again. Second, advice to you all. Never sing and paint at the same time unless you want a paint fume headache. Owie, my head. Bye!