When he landed near Sam's house, he was surprised to find it relatively in tact. He flew up to her window, went to her closet, and picked out the outfit she had worn that first day of school. 'She looks so hot in this. I hope she won't be annoyed that I picked this one and not her normal outfit.' When he returned to Skulker's lair, Sam ran up and kissed him passionately. "I take it you got my message, otherwise you'd be kicking me right now." "Yeah, I got your message, and thanks. This skintight ensemble may be good for seducing you, but it's not very comfortably average wear. She ran in and changed, watching him watch her out of the corner of her eye. 'I take it you like what you see?' she said, swinging her hips as sexily as possible as she walked up to him, 'I think I've seen better outfits on you.' "Like what?" she raised her eyebrow to him. "Like nothing at all." he said with a smirk. 'That can be arranged.' She said, reaching behind her to remove her bra. he pulled off his shirt, tackling her and pinning her to the bed in one motion. "I want you." He growled, an animalistic gleam in his eyes, "then take me, that is, if you think you can handle it." She said, a teasing tone in her voice, "oh, I think I can handle it." He pounced, kissing her neck. Working his way down, her breasts, her stomach, her thighs, teasing her inner thigh with feather light kisses that caused Sam to whimper. Then he went back up. Placing kisses on her belly button, the tip of each breast, in between the two, back up her neck, and on to her lips. He caressed her form, and she made a noise somewhere between a whimper and a gasp. 'How does he do this to me?' she asked herself, 'it's as if he knows just what to do to drive me insane with lust.' She tugged at his pants, and he phased out of them, and his boxers as well. Following his lead, she phased out of her underwear. Danny grinned mischievously at her "and now the fun really begins."
When they finished, they dressed quickly, and flew off to the Fenton portal. Sam followed Danny to the sewer entrance, and they phased through the manhole cover. They glided down, and followed Jazz's instructions through the maze of tunnels, leading to the main antechamber. They left ghost mode before they entered, holding hands. When they entered, any sound was silenced, before Tucker, Danny's parents and Sam's parents ran up and embraced the young couple. There was a moment of incoherent babbling, and then everyone stepped back, mouths agape, having noticed the two holding hands. "Danny… and Sam… together?" said Tucker. "FINALLY!" the two blushed profusely, but their hands never left each other's. It took them about an hour to explain the whole story, leaving out the intimate parts – those were for the two of them alone, and the ghost fighting parts. Finally, they got to the part of telling their parents about being half ghosts, for they left that part out earlier. 'Should we tell them?' 'Better idea, let's show them.' 'You sure?' 'There's never been a better time for them to know.' "Well, there's one or two parts we left out… how this all started." Danny went ghost. Everyone gasped, except Tucker, Valerie, Jazz, and Mr. Lancer. "About three years ago, I was dumb enough to turn on the Fenton portal, while I was standing in it. I got hit with ghost energies, and became half ghost." Danny said "And then, about a week ago, Plasmius kidnapped Sam, and, well," Sam went ghost. This time, everyone gasped, with the exception of Jazz. "Did this" Sam said. Danny's eyes narrowed, his rage building again. "And if I get my hands on him for it, he'll never leave the ghost zone again." Sam squeezed his hand. 'Its okay, Danny. It only brought us closer together, so I have no regrets.' He looked at her and smiled warmly. She smiled back. "So now, with our new powers, it's up to us to stop Plasmius." She continued to the crowd, her eyes never leaving Danny. "None the less, I'm sure your help would be greatly appreciated."
As they made their way towards Vlad's new "palace" a.k.a. the Ritz in London, via the new Fenton Jet, a.k.a. a 747 provided by Sam's rich parents with no modifications whatsoever and a sticker on it that says Fenton. "I got a je-et! I got a je-et" says Jack, running all over the cockpit, pushing buttons at random. Maddie slapped his hand away when he almost activated the emergency eject for the pilot and co-pilot "Jack, why don't you go build something in the Fenton inflato-lab. It's already set up in the cargo hold." "okay…" Jack slumped off, dragging his feet dejectedly as he left the cockpit. Meanwhile, Danny and Sam were doing some "experimenting" of their own out on the wing. "What?" Danny said over the roar of the engines below them, "I said, interesting way to get into the mile high club!" "I've always wondered why they call it that. I mean, if it's the mile high club, how come you don't qualify if you do it in Denver, Colorado?" 'I think this conversation would be easier if we spoke telepathically.' Said Sam. "Sorry what was that? Over the roar of this engine, I can't here myself think" Sam swatted him in the back of the head, he phased through her hand, dropped to his knees, spin-kicked her legs out from under her, caught her, and kissed her hard on the lips. 'I think it would be safer if we did this inside. As interesting a rush as I think this might be, I wouldn't want to roll off the wing and get left behind, or get caught naked in front of Tucker, who's been watching us through the window for the last three minutes, and, despite the fact that he's been resisting the urge to keep watching, it looks like he's loosing the war.' Sam looked over at the window and gave Tucker a glare that could turn him to stone, if that was a ghost power. He ducked out of sight, but not before Sam stormed through the hull after him, Danny in tow. They cornered him hiding in the bathroom, but before Sam could tear his head off, Danny stepped in front of her and kissed her. "I know killing him would be fun, but don't you think we have better things to do?" grinned, and kissed her more passionately. She parted her lips when his tongue asked her to, and moaned softly when it entered her mouth. They stumbled back towards the sleeping quarters, nearly crashed through Danny's door, and fell onto the bed, all the while continuing the dance of passion with their tongues. They continued exploring each others oral cavity for several minutes before getting back up, still in an embrace, walking over to lock the door, stumbling back to the bed, where they quickly phased out of their clothes, and it was all over for them. They could not resist the stirrings of passion inside of themselves, or the ones they felt inside of each other, and they gave in. Parents fifty feet away be damned.
About an hour or so later, they arrived at their destination. The abandoned London airport may not have been the most inconspicuous spot to land, but, since they were going there to fight Plasmius anyway, they figured, let him know they were coming. When they arrived at the Ritz, Danny suddenly took on the role of a concerned leader. "alright everybody, listen up. Sam and I are the only ones strong enough to handle Plasmius. I cant have any of you guys getting in our way or slowing us down. Mom, you've got the explosives?" Maddie nodded. "Good. Here's the plan. Sam and I are going to fly up to the top of the building. While we find Plasmius, you guys are going to get to the basement, and get as close to the foundations of the building as you can. If we can't find a way to beat Plasmius, I'll give you guys the signal. If I give the signal, you guys set off the t4 and get the hell out of here. Even if that doesn't get Vlad, we'll certainly give him a him for his money." Sam looked at her lover, pride shining in her eyes. 'He's our hero, our leader, our savior. Without him, there isn't going to be a tomorrow. With all that's resting on his shoulders, he still has the strength to go on. God I love him for that.' "Alright, everybody, move out." Sam and Danny flew off, and the others entered the doors to the hotel. 'Thanks for those kind thoughts back there.' She smiled at him and blushed. 'You heard that?' 'Well, maybe you should learn to guard your thoughts better.' 'I'll try.' Then she got an idea. 'God, he's got a nice ass.' This time it was his turn to blush. "Oh, I'm sorry." She said. "You weren't supposed to hear that. I really should learn to guard my thoughts better." She giggled and grabbed him. He pulled her into a kiss. "You know," Sam said, "I never thought of myself as the mushy type, and yet here I am kissing you every three seconds." "I've got no objections." Said Danny, and he kissed her again just to prove it. 'You know,' she thought to him, 'if we survive this, you're in for one hell of a night on the way home.' 'Looking forward to it.'
Just then, they arrived at the top of the roof, to find Vlad, out of ghost mode, sitting in a rubber duck floatation device in the pool, singing along to Taco's "Putting on the Ritz". He had a horrible singing voice. 'He has a horrible singing voice.' Said Danny, and Sam had to stifle a giggle at the sight of it all. "Dressed up like a million dollar trooper, dah dum, tryin' hard to look like Gary Cooper, Super Duper! God I love this song! But… I think I love ruling the world much more! Finally, the green bay packers are mine!" he laughed maniacally, which was an odd thing to do, since his statement wasn't particularly maniacal. 'So, you really think this plan to blow up the building is gonna stop Plasmius?' Sam asked, 'nope, but it might distract him long enough to put my real plan into action.' 'So what's the plan?' Danny grinned, and told her the plan.
"Hmm… it appears we have visitors." Said Vlad Plasmius, looking at the hand held surveillance device he had hooked up to the security system in the building. "I suppose I had better go greet them." "Sorry Plasmius. We've got plans that'll leave you otherwise engaged." Said Danny, floating up to the roof from his hiding place. In a flash, he had zoomed forward, hitting Plasmius with a seismic punch that knocked him sprawling. "Impressive Danny. You've gotten much stronger. Now let me show you what I can do." The three ghost rings formed around Vlad, then expanded, knocking Danny back. When they dissipated, there stood ten Vlad Plasmius', each with a different twisted sinister look. "This, I was not expecting." Danny muttered under his breath. "However, it's nothing I can't handle." He said with a grin. He stood up, and split into twelve of himself, four in each of his three prior forms. The battle continued. Danny was clearly much stronger than ever before. Each pair of Four Danny's mirrored each others actions; the blue speed form: turn, parry, thrust, block, dodge, duck. The gold strength form: punch, kick, block, dodge. The original green form blasted ectoplasm at the Vlads. Despite Danny's best efforts, he was repulsed. After pinning all twelve Dannys to the ground, Vlad pulled himself together, simultaneously using an invention in his belt to do the same to Danny. "You like it? It's called the Plasmius ghost de-multiplier. You know, it's never too late to come over to the winning side, Danny. You can still help me kill your father, and stay here with me. I'll even let you keep your little girlfriend. Although I tried to have her killed by that fool jock at your school when this all started, your saving her opened my eyes to a whole world of other plans." "It was you! You tried to kill Sam!" "Well, not quite. I learned this new ghost ability called suggestive overshadowing. Because I didn't take full control of that Dash kid, and merely placed suggestions into his mind, it became much easier to avoid being discovered by your ghost sense." "I don't care what you say!"
This time, Danny's eyes flashed red. This time, it was vengeance that was on his mind, and nothing would get in the way. Danny gained brute strength unlike anything he had felt before. This was the man who had tried more than once to hurt, or even kill the girl he loved. This man would not live another day. Danny broke free of Plasmius' restraining hold on his arms, breaking free as if he were being held down with wet tissue paper. His fury burned through him, the hot need of bloodlust making him lose control. Any plan he had for capturing Plasmius alive and taking him to the ghost zone authorities went out the window. He wanted, needed to kill the disgusting piece of filth that cowered in front of him. His eyes glowed red, the fury of his dark side breaking free from its dormancy within kind, gentle, good Danny Fenton. He was Danny Fenton no more. Nor was he Danny Phantom. He was an avenging angel of death. He was oblivions key.
Somehow, Sam knew what was to come next. But she didn't care. All she cared for was that Danny would never be the boy she loved again. If she didn't prevent him from killing Plasmius in his current state of deadly rage, he would be stuck that way forever. Never again would he kiss her. Never again would they embrace. Never again would he tell her he loved her. Tears streaming down her face, she ran to stop him. "DANNY! NO!" she rushed to cling to him, to embrace him, to tell him to make love to her. She didn't care what would happen, or who would watch, as long as she broke the spell of hatreds hold on him. Some part of him just wanted to hold her, to kiss her and love her and know she was alive. Sadly, that part lay on the brink of extinction. That part had no control. As he watched his own hand reach out and fire an ectoplasmic blast. He watched it reach her body, just before she could touch him. He watched the pain in her eyes as it blew a hole in her sternum. He stood there and watched, a warrior fighting a losing battle against himself. He struggled for control.
He had struck his beloved down. He had killed her, not the man who he was trying to kill, not the one on whom his rage was focused. In his blindness, he had let himself slip, and it would cost him everything. Finally, his mind regained control, just as she landed, skidding across the roof, as the rain poured down upon them. He ran to her broken form. He cradled her head in his arms. His tears were indiscernible from the rain. "Sam…No…" his voice was broken. He just held her, watching her die, for he knew, with all his power, there was nothing he could do to save her. If he could, he would gladly trade his life for hers. He would give up everything, just to see her live on. "D-Danny…I…I…Love…You……" her voice trailed off to a faint whisper. He could feel her slipping away through the bond they shared. It was as if a piece of himself was being torn from him. Then he knew. He could save her. A look of grim determination spread across his already grim features. He would trade his human half for her ghost half. He would make her whole, and make himself a full ghost. Over the sound of her dying breaths, he failed to hear the voice that had come from Pandora's Box. Nor did he see in the corner of his blurred vision, the box itself, glowing red. Its lid flipped open, and all warmth was pulled from the air, as evil finally entered the world. "The prophecy has been fulfilled. The blood of the loved has been spilled by the lover. Oblivions key has unlocked the door to our prison. WE ARE FREE!" Danny ignored this chilling statement, as he set to work saving Sam's life. He felt the link between them going faint, then strong again, as he trickled his life force into her body, healing her, killing himself. At the last, the trade complete, he stood, looking down one last time at the one he loved. He knew, now, with her completely human, and him completely ghost, that in order to stop the threat, he would drag Plasmius into the ghost zone, and seal it off forever. The two lovers would never see each other again. Danny could only watch in horror as out from the box, came a twisting vortex of darkness. It reached out for a terrified Vlad Plasmius, and devoured him. What now stood before Danny Phantom, was a creature of utmost darkness. Glowing red eyes, and a shadow enshrouded copy of Danny. "you're… me!" "ha ha ha ha haa… what were you expecting. You are oblivion's key. You are the one who opened the door to Armageddon. It is only fitting we give credit where credit is due. Ha ha ha ha haa." The cold dead laughter of the creature chilled Danny to his soul.
'I have to find a way to stop this. If this thing really can bring about Armageddon, I have to prevent that, at all costs. If this thing is stronger than Plasmius, which I'm sure it is, than it can kill me just as easily as anything living, and then there's no chance for me and Sam, even in the afterlife.' He looked warmly upon his sleeping lover. A tear rolled down his cheek. 'Sam, I hope you can hear this, 'cause I'm probably not going to get a chance to say it again to you for quite a long while… I love you. I love you with all my heart and soul, and… I want you to be happy without me. So, if another comes along… don't hesitate to fall in love.' With tears in his eyes and love in his heart, he sped off. The warmth of the love in his soul fueling him, giving him strength even beyond what hatred could ever bring. He dealt the shadow wraith a crushing blow, one that could break a three foot thick steel wall, and the creature didn't budge. It simply laughed and tossed him aside like a feather on the breeze. He contacted tucker via the ear phones he had hooked up. "Hey guys! New plan. I want you to get up here and get Sam out. Then, when I give the signal, blow this place out of existence, and then wait for my second signal." The original plan had been to somehow use Pandora's Box like a Fenton thermos, and trap Vlad and the spirits inside. Danny still planned to do so. He charged again, but feinted under the wraith at the last moment, scooping up the box. "WHAT! NOOO!" The thing screamed as Danny poured all of his strength into activating the box, bending its power to his will, he opened the box. Out from it stretched a brilliant white light, pulling the creature into it. The rest of the group burst in on the roof just in time to see Danny open the box. Tucker grabbed Sam, and they rushed to get out of the building, hesitating only long enough to see Danny mouth the word 'go!' at them, before they rushed down the stairs. When they got to a safe distance, they detonated the explosives. There was a great rumbling crash as the foundations shook, and collapsed on themselves.
Danny hardly felt the building collapse as the light surrounding him and the screams of the creature ceased. Knowing it was over, he closed the box. He slowly floated down to the rubble, and stepped down, a glowing angelic figure, a warm smile upon his face. He reached them, and when he stepped near enough, he expanded the ghost rings around them. They were instantly transported back to Amity Park. Danny let his power roll over the world, reversing the damage done by Plasmius and Pandora's Box. When the blinding light faded, they stood, not in front of a pile of rubble, but in front of Danny's house. They went inside, down to the basement, where the Fenton portal was fully operational. "when I go through with the Box, seal it off. Nothing ever goes in, or out again." "but Danny–" said Jazz, her eyes filling with tears at the prospect of never seeing her little brother again. He silenced her, but not unlovingly. Everyone was in a state of anguish knowing this boy who was so much part of their lives was going away forever. That was when Sam awoke in Danny's arms. "Ungh… Danny? W-where am I?" He cradled her in his arms and gave her a gentle kiss. "Shh, it's okay… you're okay. You're going to live a good long time." Her eyes filled with tears when she remembered what Danny had said when she was still barely conscious: 'I want you to be happy without me. So, if another comes along… don't hesitate to fall in love.' "Danny… you're glowing…" she buried her head in his quickly becoming ethereal shoulder. "No… I can't lose you… not now… No!" she burst into tears, crying into his shoulder, choking and heaving on her sobs. He held her to him. Consoling her, letting his love for her flow through their bond, knowing that once the portal to the ghost zone was closed, so closed would that link be. She quieted, her breathing slowing into shallow sobbing, as she clutched to his shoulders for support. "Sam… I have to go now… just know that I love you, okay?" she nodded meekly, unable to speak, her mind and body racked with grief. She collapsed into Jazz's arms when he let go of her. He died for the second time that day, seeing his love in pain. Nonetheless, he had a job to do: protecting the world of the living. He nodded to Tucker, and he handed Danny the box. Danny hugged his best friends and his parents goodbye, and stepped through the portal. One last sad look on the one he loved, and he was gone. The gateway to the next world closed behind him forever. Sam felt the bond dissipate, and finally die within her. She sobbed and cried once more for her lost love. Only the warm spark of life that she knew lay within her womb to console her. She put a hand to her belly. 'His child… our child…'