As havoc raged around them, they sped towards the center of Amity Park. There, what they found, the intense desolation struck them deeply. Their home of seventeen years, destroyed. Through the ravaged streets, people ran rampant with fear, wisps of the evil green smoke blowing through the air. They followed the trail of smoke, until they could feel the presence of another ghost nearby. They landed in the destroyed remains of an alleyway. "Sam, you're not well practiced with your ghost powers. I don't want you to get hurt. I would strongly appreciate it if you stayed here." "I won't leave you!" "Then Sam, I'm really sorry about this." Danny sent a surge of his power through their link, knocking her and unconscious with a blast of pure ecstasy. He caught her as she fell, and gently laid her down in the alleyway. He kissed her eyes lightly. "I love you, Samantha Manson. And I hope you'll forgive me for showing you just how much." With that, he flew off. When he landed near the center of the power maelstrom, he saw six people kneeling down in front of an extremely powerful and insane looking Vlad Plasmius. He recognized the red hat, the red masked jumpsuit, the orange and black jumpsuit on the frame of a bear of a man, two blue ones, one with long red hair, and the shiny bald head. 'Tucker, Valerie, Dad, Mom, Jazz, and Mr. Lancer! He couldn't have managed to capture them all. Tucker and Mr. Lancer I can understand, but Valerie and mom and dad are ghost hunters, and Jazz can take care of herself.'
As if reading his thoughts, Plasmius spoke, his voice laced with a new evil resonance. "That's right Danny! I know you're out there somewhere, and I know you can hear me! I've captured the ones you care for most. Tell me… what are you willing to trade for their lives? Hmm?" he laughed, an evil, cold sound that filled every ounce of space around him. "how 'bout yours for theirs?" said Danny, and in less than a blink of an eye, the prisoners bonds were cut. "RUN!" shouted Danny, and he charged in at Plasmius. The mad half ghost caught the full force of Danny's energy blade in his hand, and snapped it in two. The blade dissipated, and Danny was thrown back with the force of his own charge. "it's far too late for you to fight back, Danny. Why don't you give up, and maybe I'll spare you?" Plasmius was on the teen hybrid in a second. He kicked him in the chest, Danny blacked out, and woke up a second later, just in time to see Vlad preparing the killing blow. "Goodbye Danny." Just then, Skulker appeared out of nowhere, and deflected Plasmius' blast with his own. "you! You had your chance to take down the boy, and you failed. Now the honor of defeating him belongs to me." Danny looked up at the tall armored ghost standing before him, quite perplexed as to why one of his arch foes was defending him. "No. that honor belongs to no man, or ghost. You're right about one thing though, he did defeat me, in an honorable fight, where his intentions were good. Even when I was at my strongest, he bested me. He has earned the right to live in my eyes." As Plasmius descended upon Skulker, the big ghost said; "run, Danny Phantom. Find your beloved, and flee!" "Thank you." And with that last gesture, Danny flew off. He did not see the ghost hunter, as he was destroyed by Plasmius, but Danny knew what happened, and shed a tear for the great and honorable hunter, anyway. He found Sam where he had left her, and revived her. "Wha, what happened…? You Jerk!" she kicked him in the shins. When he got over the pain Danny said "sorry, but I couldn't risk seeing you hurt, and considering what happened to Skulker, what nearly happened to me, I'm still glad you weren't there, even if it does mean you kicking me." "What happened?" "Skulker died protecting me. I wasn't strong enough. Plasmius now has the power to kill even a ghost. The only way we can stop him is to get stronger. I managed to free the others, and I think they got the idea that they cant beat him either, so hopefully they'll stay out of his way, but I don't think that any Fenton ghost anything is going to stop Vlad now."
They flew off, through the desolation, escaping with all speed. Danny searched through the charred remains of his house, and found the Fenton portal, surprisingly undamaged. Knowing their only chance for salvation would be to hide there while Vlad searched the human world for them. Eighteen hours of flying later, they collapsed, completely exhausted. They awoke in what appeared to be an island in the ghost zone. What was even odder, was that the place "…looks familiar." Said Danny. "I've never been here before. When were you here?" asked Sam. Usually, when Danny went into the ghost zone, he either went with Sam and tucker, or had a camera linked up to tuckers laptop, so they could monitor his progress. Danny snapped his fingers. "I remember now! I was here when Skulker kidnapped me and Valerie. This is his hunting grounds. We must be near Skulker's lair." They got up, and wandered forward. Danny managed to prevent Sam from falling into several dangerous traps. "This would make an excellent training ground to test your new ghost powers Sam, and we could probably stay here in some safety. I doubt many ghosts come by Skulker's lair. From what I know of him, most ghosts are afraid of him." His eyes hardened with anger and grief. "Or, at least, they were." Sam squeezed his hand tightly, a gesture of affection, trying to bring the ghost boy out of his thoughts.
When they reached a cave at the other side of the floating isle a huge metal door securing the entrance, a sign outside conveniently pointing out that this was there destination. The sign read: Skulker's Lair. "Wow, that's convenient." Said Sam. "Too convenient. I can't help but think that someone was expecting us." "Either that, or Skulker really liked announcing his presence." When they entered, they arrived to find the former being the true statement. On the door, was yet another all too familiar item. The thing said "voice recognition confirmed. Subjects Phantom, Danny, and mate are welcome." ""Mate?"" said Sam and Danny simultaneously. The door swung open, and a hologram of Skulker appeared in their path. "Danny Phantom, if you are seeing this, then my lair finds you and your beloved well." They blushed at the whole "beloved" thing. The hologram continued; "if you are seeing this, then the likelihood is, that I have been banished to oblivion saving your hide. My employer likes to monologue, and explained his entire plan to me. After I failed to defeat you, I realized it was my duty to ensure the safety of both our worlds, by making sure you survived your encounter with Plasmius. I have done so at great cost. Do not make my sacrifice in vain. I anticipated your escape to the ghost zone, and programmed my lair to find you. All the resources that were at my disposal are now at yours. Use them to become stronger, and defeat Plasmius. Good luck. You're going to need it.
Over the next few weeks, they trained Sam in the usage of her ghost powers, and the two became proficient at working together. It seemed their powers augmented each other. As they became stronger by the day, putting aside their affections to work on the task at hand, Danny found it harder and harder to restrain himself from giving over to his lust. 'Damn, she's gorgeous. I wonder what it would be like to see her without the phantom suit.' He thought, not remembering to block his thoughts from her. He was so busy looking at her graceful form as she stretched for her workout, he failed to see her face become flushed as she blushed at his thoughts. 'hell,' he continued, 'seeing her that way is one thing, Sam, if only you knew what else I'd like to do with you outside these suits…' his thoughts trailed off as he noticed her blushing. Only then did he realize she'd been listening the entire time. He slapped himself in the forehead. "Sam, I am really sorry." He was blushing such a deep shade of red, he was beginning to look like a ghost tomato. Sam suddenly got a mischievous look in her eyes. The stood up, and sauntered over to him, her eyes gleaming maliciously. Her hips swaying as she closed in on her prey. She put a hand on his chest, an evil smile forming on her full lips. She kissed him passionately, slowly bringing her other hand up his form, teasingly caressing his stomach, his chest, his neck, before going to her own collar. She tugged at the zipper that ran down the front of her outfit, slowly pulling it down to her waist. Their kiss deepened, Danny's hand found its way into her silky black tresses, pushing her head to his, their lips pressed tightly together, as his other hand went to pull Sam's outfit down from her shoulders. They were both out of ghost mode by now, Sam still wearing the phantom suit, because she was wearing it before the transformation, and had nothing to change back into. When he got the sleeves down off Sam's shoulders, the feeling of his hands on her flesh brought their passion fully to the surface. She pressed herself up against him, feeling the heat between his legs on her inner thighs, a small moan escaped her mouth, and she trembled, not sure if she could remain standing.
As Danny went to his knees, bringing them gently to the ground, she didn't have to. He tugged at her sleeves, urging her to bring her arms down so he could remove them from the skintight outfit. She complied, gladly. He brought the outfit down off of her arms, and she slipped her arms out, and returned them to his shoulders, gripping them tightly for support. Now, all that stood between them was his shirt, and her bra. They broke away, quickly removing the obstacles. As they did, with nothing holding the outfit to her any longer, Sam let it slip to the ground, leaving her in her lower undergarments, and nothing more. 'No fair.' Sam whispered into Danny's head, looking down at the fact that his pants were still on, 'don't worry, this is something that is easily remedied.' He said back, and allowed his waist to go intangible. This allowed his pants to slip down, but also allowed his boxers to remain. They knew how far they wanted to go, but they wanted to take their time about it; there was no hurry. Danny pressed in for another kiss, and the feeling of the bare flesh of their chests touching sent them crashing to the ground. Because of their link, having as much flesh touching as they did sent them spiraling over the edge of an emotional waterfall. They clutched each other as they rode out the storm of love and passion going through them. When they recovered their senses to some degree, they embraced harder, coming in for another passionate kiss. Sam wrapped her legs around Danny as he crushed her to him. He grabbed her bottom, pulling her in closer still, as gasps of pleasure escaped her lips, both from his furthered touch, and from the closeness of the heat growing between their legs. Sam rolled on top of him, and propped herself up on her elbows, barely able to support herself, her neck arched forward to continue the kiss. Suddenly, she broke away. "Oh god, Danny! I need you so much. Make love to me, Danny, please!" she gasped, her chest heaving as she caught her breath from the prolonged kiss. "Sam," he replied, his voice husky, laden with passion as he, too panted heavily. "Are you sure you want to do this?" his voice became stern and serious, "I mean, once we begin, there will be no going back." She entwined the fingers of one hand in his, and nodded her answer.
Six hours later
They awoke together from their dreams that only lovers can dream. Somehow, they had made their way back to the cave, where a huge inflatable mattress had been set up in the corner, and there, they had given themselves over to the passion they felt for each other. Their eyes opened at the same moment, and they stared lovingly at each other. 'I love you.' Danny passed this thought through their entwined hands, and felt the answer come to him from her side of the link. 'I love you too.' They grinned to each other, knowing they now shared tings no other could. They could communicate telepathically through their touch, they were both ghost-human hybrids, and finally, they were bound together by their love. They knew now, more than ever, they were soulmates, their lives forever intertwined. "We never did finish our training, did we?" Danny inquired. Sam punched him in the shoulder with her free hand. "Who the hell cares! We just had the time of our lives and all you can think about is finishing up our training?" she looked at the wall clock. "Why don't we finish what we started six hours ago instead?" she asked seductively. "How can I say no? Especially to a beautiful woman using a seductive voice?" Danny said as he pounced on top of his lover. Sam giggled, rolled him over onto his back, and kissed him. "You're mine now. You know that, don't you? My ghost boy." "Yup. And you're mine. My ghost girl." They kissed for a few more minutes, before things began heating up again. It was three hours later, when they stepped out of the lake they were using as a bathtub, that they finally got back into their clothes, and into their training.
When they had dressed, as Sam was bending down, pulling on one of her boots, Danny snuck up behind her, grabbing her ass. "DANNY!" Sam yelled, she spun around, giggling into his chest. He pulled her in for another passionate kiss, and they both went ghost. A new transformation occurred. The three rings spun wildly, enveloping their world in a loud humming sound, which they ignored, too in to their kiss to bother with some dumb humming sound. The top and bottom rings flew up and down their joined forms, faster and faster. The ring in the center grew brighter, glowing, pulsing with energy. The top and bottom rings were moving now at such speed that they were no more than a blur, not that the lovers would have noticed; they were too caught up in their own world. They didn't even notice when they were lifted off the ground, there was a flash, as the middle ring exploded with light and energy. When the light subsided, the two remaining rings slowed their journey up and down and slowly dissipated. This whole passage of events going completely unnoticed by Danny and Sam, too engrossed in making out to notice anything. When they finally did open their eyes to stare lovingly at each other, they were greeted with a new surprise. "Danny, your eyes are emerald!" "No kidding? Yours are kinda bluish green, but more on the green side!" she couldn't help but smile at his extreme attention to detail, something, pre being in love with Sam, wouldn't have existed in the short attention span ghost boy. Now was a different story. The reason for this change was the amount of times Danny almost lost her. Now, he was recording her form, her hair, her whole existence in his head. He would never forget her. Not the slightest pinky toe nail would go unnoticed, or unremembered. "so, what is this, a new transformation?" "duh!" "well, in that case, what new powers do we get?" "I have a hunch, none." "whaddaya mean, none?" "well, my bet is that we're just a whole lot stronger, and we have all the same powers we had in all three ghost modes together." "okay, so where did this new transformation come from?" Sam asked, 'I think we can both answer that pretty easily.' Danny said, projecting his thoughts through thin air. 'Danny, our telepathy has increased its strength too?' 'like I said, I think this new transformation has something to do with our bond, and, well, doing, you know – " he blushed, thinking about their time "together." Sam smiled, remembering what it felt like, the ultimate ecstasy, the rapture of having Danny inside of her. " – strengthened that bond." He finished. "What do you say we strengthen it some more?" Sam said, as seductively as possible, hands on her hips, she pulled her lower lip through her teeth for effect. Danny could feel the heat rising in his lower half, and, as if he had a psychic connection with his crotch, it called out to him to accept her request. "well… okay." This time, they decided to try it as ghosts. Fortunately, the suits still had their zippers in ghost mode, but neither of the two were wearing any ghost underwear, which made life much easier. They floated through the air, the sounds of their love making reaching the far ends of the ghost zone, but, since everyone there was dead, they had nothing to worry about, and went on with their "activities."
When they finally did get back to training (seriously this time), they tried out their new powers. They could now fly at 336 miles an hour, their strength had tripled from their original ghost strength, they could fire ectoplasm blasts that were three times as strong, by thinking of something that made them angry, they activated the strength side of their power, and could seismic punch huge holes in the ground. When they thought about their love for each other, they could activate the speed side of their power, and they each got ecto-weapons. Danny got his katana-like sword, and Sam got two shorter scimitar-like ones. After discovering this, they practiced for all of three seconds before Danny grabbed her and brought her to him again. This brought about yet another session of kissing, making out, and, of course, sex.
Two Days of no-training-and-I-bet-you-can-guess-what-they-did-instead Later,
Danny arose from their bed, careful not to wake his soulmate from her peaceful dreams, as he could tell her dreams were through their connection. He pulled on his boxers, pants, and belt. He went to the door, recorded a note for Sam, and flew off. When he reached his destination, the Fenton portal, he flipped the switch he kept in his pocket, and the doors opened. He went through, and made his way through the destroyed town. 'Plasmius must be done here. He must have moved on to continue his conquest.' His eyes narrowed. Thoughts of his nemesis and the sight of what used to be his home town brought him out of the peaceful haze he had been in for the past week. 'Damn you, Plasmius.' He floated onwards. Suddenly, he was caught in what appeared to be a Fenton ghost net. "ha! Caught ya, ghost boy!" Danny's dad stepped out of the shadows, followed by Danny's mom, and sister. Jack Fenton began his I caught a ghost (finally) dance: "I caught one, I caught one! Go jack! Go Jack! It's your birthday!" when Jazz stepped out, she immediately realized her father had caught Danny. "Dad, is that another ghost over there?" "Ooh, another one!" with that, Jack and Maddie rushed off. "Danny, you're alive!" "Yeah, it's not that easy to get rid of me." "Where's Sam?" "Well that's the thing. She was still sleeping, so I left her in our bed in the ghost zone to find her some new clothes. All she has is the phantom suit Vlad gave her to turn her into a ghost hybrid." Danny stopped way too late to realize what he had just said. Having no other option, he let it sink in to his sister's brain. Without warning she exploded. "Danny! What do you mean 'our bed?' Sam's half ghost too? And you've been living in the ghost zone for the last month?" he waited for her to finish, while he sorted out his answers. "Well… over-the-past-few-months-Sam-and-I-sort-of-fell-in-love-and-we-lost-our-virginity-together-three-nights-ago." He said, pulling in a deep breath, both from the weight of the confession, and the amount of words he just said in one breath. "As for the ghost hybrid thing, Sam got turned into one by Plasmius, hoping he could brainwash her into being his apprentice. That plan fell through, so he opened Pandora's Box, and got granted the power he wanted to take over the world." "Okay… I think we should go find the others. It would be easier if you explained the whole story." "Alright, but I have to go get Sam some clothes, and then I have to go get her. Just tell me where to meet you, and we'll be there in a few hours." "okay." She gave him directions to the sewers under Amity Park where they had been hiding from Plasmius' minions. "I'll see you later, and don't think we would hesitate in going through the Fenton portal after you if you don't show up. You've got a lot of explaining to do, young man." Jazz got up and walked in the other direction. When Danny got up, she was about to turn the corned when she hesitated. "Danny?" "Yeah?" she ran up and hugged him. "Congrats on falling in love." "Thanks Jazz." He flew off.