Danny flew into his hotel room being as quiet as he possibly could. His sister wasn't back from shopping and no one else was there. He turned back into his human form and flopped on the bed. He tried to sleep but questions kept buzzing through his head. Why was Andrews out for revenge? Why Plasmius of all people? Did he know that Vlad was half ghost? Did that mean he knew that 'Inviso-Bill' was half ghost too? Was that why he personally invited his parents to the convention?

Danny groaned and half turned on the bed pulling his pillow over his head in a feeble effort to stop thinking. Normally he was the first to admit he was pretty good at that, but all of the unanswered questions kept bouncing around in his head until he actually started to get a physical headache.

The door to his room opened and his mom came in. "Hey honey!" she said in a bright voice.

"Hey," Danny said dully.

Maddie looked at her son and went to sit next to him on the bed. She put her hand to his forehead and said, "Are you getting sick, sweetie?"

Danny pushed her hand away. "Nah, I'm fine," he said in what he hoped was an easy voice.

Maddie frowned but took her hand away. Danny sat up and smiled at his mom which seemed to put her at ease. "Are you and your sister doing okay?" she asked.

Danny nodded, "We're doing fine. Jazz is shopping. Where's dad?"

"Your father is getting some food, I hope you're hungry," she said narrowing her eyes.

"Famished," Danny said quickly. "So, ummm, mom, who is Dr. Asimov Andrews?"

Maddie looked at Danny with a surprised look. "Why the sudden interest?" she asked.

"N-no reason," Danny said. "I just wondered who he was, that's all."

Maddie gave her son a skeptical look but told him anyway. "Well, he was a business man but when his patents fell through he turned to ghost hunting. He invented some of the best ghost hunting weapons out there. Not much is known about his personal life but I can tell you from experience that he is a very charming man."

"Ah…" Danny said. Before he could ask anymore questions his Dad came into the room carrying a bucket of wings followed closely by Jazz carrying soda and a salad.

OOOOOOOOOOO

Danny lay down on his bed that night thinking. It was all so cryptic and he was sure the only way to figure out anything was to talk to Vlad. And it would be a very cold day in hell before he went to Vlad for help. Especially because Danny had a strong feeling that Vlad was the cause of everything.

He fell into a fitful sleep with his thought swimming at 100 mph. When he woke up the next morning everyone was gone and a note was left for him from Jazz telling him she was going to a flea market she heard about. Danny threw away the note and went ghost. He picked up his Titan's Communicator and flew out the window in invisible mode.

He flew into the Tower as Robin was typing furiously at the computer. "Find anything?" Danny asked.

Robin jumped about a foot in the air and Beast Boy started to burst out laughing. "Sorry," Danny said.

"No, its okay, Phantom," Robin said catching his breath. "Actually I found very little, this man is very hard to track down, past or present."

"Well, mom told me that he was a business man who tried to sell off some patents before he was a ghost hunter. She said they didn't work and he started over."

Robin rubbed his chin, "That's what the interview on TV told us more or less. And Vlad Plasmius is the richest man in the world."

"Well?" Danny asked, "Any connections?"

Robin looked at the screen thoughtfully. "Wait!" he said. He started typing on the computer very fast and pulled up Vlad Masters' bio. Robin scrolled down looking for something and the other Titan's gathered behind Danny. "…Started his career with two simple weapons that he claimed were his own design. They were very potent but did not work as planned, however after a few more revisions they became missile carrier weapons often used by the military…" he said.

"Does it say how the weapons didn't work?" Danny asked quickly.

Robin scanned some more. "No," he said finally.

Danny narrowed his eyes, "I wonder… if those weapons were Andrews' first."

Robin nodded, "I wondered that myself."

Danny looked at the picture of his arch foe smiling comfortably. "Vlad said he gained his wealth through his powers. Robin, can you see if Andrews ever reported his patents being stolen?"

Robin typed a bit but he didn't come up with anything. "Move," Cyborg said and Robin got up giving the chair to Cyborg. Cyborg cracked his knuckles and smiled, "Let's see what's out there."

"Well?" Danny asked.

"Okay, let's see here…" Cyborg said slowly. "Ah hah!"

"Oh joy, it is the 'Ah hah' of knowing!" Starfire cheered.

"You bet. Okay ya'll listen to this, 'Tonight it was known that an Asimov Andrews signed over his patents to a Vlad Masters because they were found useless.' It's a legal document," Cyborg mused. "So Vlad had Asimov give him the inventions then he changed them for his own gain. Clever," Cyborg said dryly.

"And totally Vlad's style too," Danny said crossing his arms. "He must have used the inventions to start his company. Geez, no wonder Andrews was so mad."

"No kidding," said Raven.

"Now what?" Beast Boy asked.

"We wait," Robin said simply.

"We what?" Cyborg asked.

"We wait for Vlad Masters to come," Robin explained.

"Ummm, no offence, but how do you know he's going to come?" Danny asked.

"If he is as proud as you say, then he'll come. He won't turn down the challenge given to him by Andrew," Robin said.

OOOOOOOOOOOO

Vlad saw the news clip on a video sent to him by his secretary. He smiled and toasted the man on the screen with a glass of red wine. "Very good, I accept your challenge," he said calmly.

"Mr. Masters?" a voice asked from the door.

"Yes? What is it, Diana?" Vlad asked.

His secretary came in with her head down. "You have a meeting in two hours."

Vlad took a sip of the wine. "You know what?"

"W-what sir?" Diana asked.

"I think I'm going to take a vacation. Kindly wipe my schedule free and get my plane ready, I think I'll go to jump city."

"Yes, sir," Diana said.

Vlad raised an eyebrow, "Well?" he asked.

Diana quickly walked out of the room to do as she was told.

OOOOOOOOOOOOO

Dr. Asimov Andrews looked at an old photo of Vlad and smiled. "I have no idea how you made me sign those papers old man but I know one thing, you aren't human. You won't get the best of me this time," he hissed. He opened a drawer and took out a document that showed his own signature giving his patents over to a Vlad Plasmius because they were deemed unusable. Then Vlad turned around and became the wealthiest man in the world.

"How…" Asimov asked the picture. "How did you make me sign those papers? I don't remember signing anything!" He took in a sharp breath of air. "Ten years' hard work went into those inventions!" he roared and slammed his fist on the desk. A picture floated down of him standing in front of a large machine that looked like a futuristic trampoline but it was much, much more.

"You took everything," he told the smug picture. Oh how he hated that smugness and Vlad always smirked at him. "You took everything from me!" he yelled. "And now I'm going to expose you for what you are," he said. "Ghost powers can defeat anything," he chuckled.

The picture smirked at him.

"You think I'm kidding?" he asked it. "You think I'm joking around? Well watch this," he said and picked up an ectoplasmic launcher. He fired it and it left a neat hole in a wall. "And this," he said picking up a small metal ball that became a shield. "I'm untouchable," he hissed.

The picture's smirk remained.

"Darn you…" he hissed at the picture. "You still look down on me, don't you? Well you'll change your tune soon! I will expose you for the monster you really are!" he yelled.

That darned picture wouldn't stop smirking at him!

"Stop laughing at me!" he screamed and shot at the picture on the desk. The picture blew up and became small fragments of burning paper.

Dr. Asimov Andrews took some deep breaths. "Ah, almost lost myself there," he said. "I'm sorry," he turned to his desk where the picture of Vlad was still burning.

It burned away into a small pile of ashes along with most of his desk.

"Ah well, it doesn't matter since that is what will happen," he smiled. Then his expression became cold and he put the inventions of the other Ghost Hunters away. He cleaned up his desk and what bit of his lab he had destroyed. "Dreadfully sorry," he said as he did so.

The last thing he did was print out another picture of Vlad Masters and pin it to his desk. That infernal smirk was back again but Asimov knew he would have the last laugh. He looked the picture straight in the eye then he gazed at the black remnants of the other one.

"It's all your fault you know," he whispered and left the lab.

OOOOOOOOOOOO

If I pride myself on one thing in writing, I make awesome villains :3 Sorry if Asimov is a tad too creepy but he needed to be. I wanted him to have a few screws loose otherwise he would have never come up with the notion that Vlad wasn't all human.

Yay! He's so creepy, I love creepy villains XDDDD