Hello! Chapter six, edited, as well as a brand new chapter is what I bring you for this story. Now that this is the last chapter of this story (there is no sequel) I only have two more chapters to edit after this one before it will be the first, officially complete and edited story! Score one for me at last. I keep making promises I can't keep to edit the others, but of course it never happens.

Thanks to chapter six's reviewers!

Anne Camp aka Obi-quiet, Penguin, Tuckers-Ghostly-Girl-xD, Anonymous, cakreut12, Bonnie Mizuhara, lexirose, The Fuzy Llama, Mermaid Ninja, kitsunefire, ZAGRH8R, Kayla Tsukino, Grey Raven North

Previously In Images: After Danny learns he has a reputation for getting into trouble with the Leader in this world, they finally rest…but in peace? Paulina has a vision of Danny's abduction—and when she wakes up, it's too late.

Chapter Six

Kidnapped!

Something clicked inside his mind, alerting him of danger before he actually woke up. The sounds were muffled, translating slowly. He was aware of his aching head's grogginess and sharp pain cutting into one of his wrists.

Danny's eyes flickered open. He sat up instantly, fast remembering what had happened and looked around, his heart beating faster. He was in some sort of chrome cage, handcuffed by his left hand to one of the posts. It was unlit inside the rest of the room as well.

"Morning sunshine," a voice taunted from the shadows.

He looked up to see Tucker staring at him, grinning wickedly. He was on his hands and knees at Danny's level, staring at him from the other side.

"What do you want?" Danny asked angrily.

"Oh come on, you know exactly what I want. Then again, maybe you don't," he said. Tucker got up and stood in front of him.

Danny did the same and felt the tight metal of the handcuffs slice into his wrist. He looked around the room. Other than the window, revealing a dark sky, there was no escape.

Tucker seemed to read his mind. "Nice try, but I don't think you're going to get past me," he said, his voice challenging.

"Assuming I'm going to get past this first?" Danny snapped, lying his hands on the cage to prove his point.

There was a flash of light and a shock went through him. He pulled his tingling hand back, surprised. The cage was spelled with electricity; he couldn't touch it without being fried.

Tucker laughed at him. "You always did make a fool of yourself," he teased.

"I must have learned from you," Danny spat back.

He stopped laughing quickly. "See, that's where you're wrong. For you're the one who's in this mess. You're the one the Master wants. You're the one he's gonna kill….." Tucker tormented.

"Ooh, goody, one more person trying to kill me. So what else is new?" Danny said, calmer than he felt.

"Ahh…..you'll be surprised to fine what the Master has in store for you," Tucker said. "And I get the keep the last drop of blood from you."

"Isn't that what you said the last three times you and the Leader and his stupid Followers tried to kill me? I got to admit, it gets kind of old after a while," Danny said. Where in the hell had that come from? He hadn't meant to say that.

Tucker stared at him curiously. "What did you just say?"

Danny continued speaking, having no idea or memory of where the words were coming from, but they left his mouth despite his inside wonder. "You heard me. You only joined the vampires because you were jealous yet again of the great and powerful Danny Phantom, just like you were with Desiree. You were never forced to become one of them, you were tired of being weak and forgotten so you became a filthy, undead, immortal, bloodsucker who lives off the "infamous" Leader. I have to admit, you were pretty weak and useless-"

"Shutup!" Tucker yelled.

"Sam and I were probably better off without you. Even Jazz and Paulina got in the way sometimes, but they at least helped. I bet when the vampires came, you were probably begging the to take-"

"Shutup!" he yelled again.

Danny got as close to the cage as he could without actually touching it, staring into Tucker's cold green eyes.

"Struck a nerve did I? Serves you right. You worthless, undead, ugly creat-"

Tucker snapped and angrily ran at the cage and it flashed blue, sending him flying into the wall behind him.

Danny laughed. "That was smart."

He bit his lip before he said anything else. Where were these words coming from? He hadn't thought of them and was having problems understanding what he was saying.

"You weren't supposed to have DM's memories! You were supposed to have no powers!" Tucker exclaimed.

"Things change, but who said I ever did?" Danny asked, again without meaning to.

"I have to warn the Leader." Tucker said this himself, but Danny heard it.

"Yeah, you do that. Go get him. I'd like to talk to him," he said.

"There's no need for the invitation. I'm already here."

…………………………………………………

Sam paced nervously back and forth across their hideout, trembling.

"Sam, calm down," Jazz suggested. She tied her long blonde hair behind her in a ponytail. She sat on the bed, pretending to be okay, but her face was pale and she couldn't get warm.

"How can I relax when Danny's gone! Everything we've worked to save is done for!" Sam shouted. "This isn't our Danny. He doesn't know what's going on!" Her voice cracked, worried. "He doesn't know what's going on……" She trembled harder.

"We all want him back Sam. But we have to remain calm," Paulina said. She took a drink of water to help drink down an aspirin for her aching head. She laid her hand on Sam's shoulder, trying to comfort her. "We won't let anything happen to him, I promise."

"Hey, guys, look at this!" Jazz dropped down to the ground and picked something up, holding it up to the light. Whatever it was, it was small and had a needle attached with a cylindrical vial in the middle with multicolored spikes at the end.

"That's what I saw in my vision," Paulina said in recognition.

Sam took it from Jazz and examined it closer. The vial had once held some sort of black liquid; judging by the size of the syringe, she would have to guess-

"Whatever this was will take at least thirteen hours to wear off," she said angrily. She threw it in her fury at the wall suddenly and it shattered on impact, crashing to the floor. Jazz and Paulina looked down, not sure what to say and gave Sam a moment to think.

Where would Danny wake up? Would he wake up at all or had the Leader already completed his dark revenge? If that were true…she shuddered and felt her throat constrict.

"I have a plan. Why don't we have a circle and see if we can heighten our powers?" Jazz suggested.

"And how will that help?" Paulina scoffed.

Jazz placed her hands on her hips. "Because, if we're going to get Danny back, we need all the help we can get. Raising our powers will give us enough power to defeat the Followers. And if Danny's still alive…" She broke off, glancing at Sam.

"He has to still be alive," she said firmly.

"Right," she continued affirmatively. "When we meet Danny again, maybe he'll have enough power to finally defeat the Leader."

……………………………………………………………

Danny and Tucker jumped simultaneously. Looking up, Danny stared into the dark blue eyes of none other than Vlad Masters.

Vlad turned towards Tucker. "Leave us," he ordered. Before he left the room, Tucker looked back at Danny angrily and then exited reluctantly.

"I assume you're looking for an explanation," Vlad said, walking over to stand in front of him.

Danny didn't say anything. An odd sensation swirled in his head. Even though he didn't know what was going on, he knew something was happening inside of him.

"So I'll tell you." He looked up, staring into the boy's pale blue eyes.

"You are Danny Fenton, correct?" Without waiting for an answer, he continued speaking. "As you can see, this world is different. Your friends are enemies to you as almost all the world. In "your" world, things are much better in the dreams, wouldn't you say?"

"They weren't dreams, this is a nightmare," Danny argued.

"No, this is reality. You have dreams of what could have happened if you had never become a ghost. Where you live in a world filled with peace. Isn't that what you truly want?" Vlad asked.

Danny didn't let on that he was wrong and that he did have ghost powers. But he did have a question.

"So what happened to the reality Danny?" he asked.

Vlad smiled. "He disappeared when your dream self came here. So now you're powerless in his place."

That's what he thinks…said a voice.

He looked around, shocked. Where had that voice come from? He decided to ignore it. He was starting to think he was losing his mind.

"So now you're going to kill me?" he asked. There was a sudden burning in his eyes, and he closed them, rubbing one with his free hand.

"No, son," Vlad said.

"Stop calling me that!" Danny ordered angrily, his eyes watering. "I'm not your son."

"You see, that's where you are wrong. In your world, it's different. Here, Jack Fenton doesn't exist. Here, you're Daniel Masters. And I'm your father."

I've never seen Star Wars, so you can't blame that weirdness on me. I know, I am deprived, but it's the truth. I've never seen a single Star Wars episode. And now that I've finally fixed the last line, it will probably make some more sense now too. I didn't really change a lot for this chapter, which is saying a lot compared to the others. But I kind of liked this one, that's probably why.

I threw out a few hints to what was to come in the next chapter, although for those of you who have read this, you'll already know what that is. But for those of you who haven't, there you go!

Please R&R! Here's your sneak peek!

Chapter Seven: Rebellion

Danny backed away in horror. "That's a lie," he said, angrily.

"Believe what you want. I have business to attend to." Vlad glanced at him one more time, then walked to the door and opened it, the dim light from outside shining on his face.

"You've always had problems with believing your dreams were real. That's why your friend Tucker is dead. That's why you have no friends to help you escape. They know you're insane, and you will only lead them to their deaths."

With that he closed the door, leaving Danny behind with his confusion, anger, and sudden emptiness.

Lateraina Wolf