Sorry it took me so long to update. I've had no ideas lately...but I hope you like this chapter of 'Why Me?'. Thanks to all who reviewed...I hope you enjoy this story still! LOVE YALL!

Chapter 3

The family reached the school at 7:35 am. Danny didn't bother to inquire what school Jazz was heading to. Truth be told, he really didn't give a damn where she was going. He just wanted to sleep but meeting Daniel, aka Danny, was a bonus. He looked at Sam who smiled at him. His hand was inches away from hers but he refused to hold it. Maybe it was his mind telling him that, but he wasn't sure. He looked at the school. It was a fair size and it would be easy to get lost in.

"Where's the caffeteria?" Tucker asked looking around, "And where's the computers?"

"You just ate," Danny replied feeling slightly sick. His own meal was big, probably due to Daniels pleading with her father. Danny sighed and leaned against the wall. "Are we at the office yet?"

"No, we have a ways to go yet." Maddie replied and put a hand on his shoulder. Danny pulled away and looked ahead as they made their way down a long hallway. After a long time of walking they finally made it. Sam and Tucker were told to wait outside well Danny, Jazz and their parents entered the office.

The office was large and cozy. It wasn't cluttered but it was full of books and there was a stack of papers on the desk. Sitting behind those papers was a blading man that held a close resemblance to Mr. Lancer. Danny shuddered and looked the man in the eyes. He smiled at Danny for a moment or two before turning to Jazz and his parents. He pushed the stack of papers out of the way and offered them all seats.

"Welcome, would you like a mint?" Jack took one and popped it in his mouth. Jazz frowned a bit and looked at her father. The man behind the desk laughed and shook his head, "You have to take the wrapper off first." Jack smiled and took the wrapper off and put the mint in his mouth. Danny felt completely humilated by his dad and he was sure Jazz felt the same. Maddie took a mint but stored it away in her pocket saying she'd save it for later.

"Thank you for inviting us. Jasmine was very excited to hear from you and this institute." Danny crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back into the chair, "Infact we are glad you called." Maddie spoke cheerfully as she looked at the dean.

"I'm pleased you could come. This young lady is very..."

"Smart."

"Shut up Danny," Jazz elbowed Danny in the side making him wince.

"Intellectual," the dean replied, "Of course, we want her to finish high school but once she's done she'll always be welcome to come here and join the student body." Jazz perked up at this and smiled at the dean.

"Thank you. I appriciate this and am honored."

"One thing you should know, there are rumors around here that there are certain...activities, almost like-"

No. Don't say it. Don't say-

"Almost as if there are ghosts around here."

NO! Both Danny and Jazz shared this sentament and watched their father spit the mint out of his mouth. The teens watched it hit the dean on the forehead and cause him to scowl. The dean, not looking too pleased as the candy and saliva ran down the middle of his face, nodded.

"I'm so sorry for my dad!" Jazz handed the dean a tissue, "Besides, they're probably stories anyway."

"Yes, well, as I have said, it is just a rumour spreading around. It's nothing to fear." The dean smiled at them and hid his apprehension as he guided the family toward the door. After he closed the door on them he pulled out a little black note book and marked down the name of the family and the time they arrived.

Danny felt a cold chill run through his body quickly and it dissappeared quickly as well. No wisp of blue air came from his mouth so that meant no ghost. Hopefully that rumour wasn't true or Danny would have a whole lot of problems to deal with. He frowned slightly feeling pain run up his body at where the bruise was. Maddie looked back at her son for a moment and noticed the slight wince he gave.

Danny felt his mother staring at him for a moment but when he looked up she looked away. Danny was glad for that. Right now pretty bad thoughts were running through his mind and they were all about him. In a way he belonged to neither world. He didn't belong to the human world because half of him was dead and he didn't belong to the ghost zone because half of him was alive. Things were just too complicated for Danny right now and he wasn't sure how to deal with all that pain and anger he held for himself. He looked at Sam and Tucker who were smiling right now, that seemed so foreign to him. At least a regular, genuine smile seemed foreign to him at any rate.

He felt another cold chill arrise in his body again. He shivered violently and didn't bother to look at what the ghost was. From the chill he was getting he could tell the ghost was old and held a great deal of power. He couldn't do anything at the moment because of his parents being there. Sam noticed Danny's sudden stiffness and knew what that meant.

"Um...I saw a vending machine back there. I want to go get a drink, you want to come Danny?" Tucker whined and groaned because Sam hadn't invited him.

"Aw...I wanna come too and besides-" Sam sent Tucker a glare, "Oh! Coming!" Maddie and Jack Fenton looked at each other and shrugged. Jazz watched as the three disappeared down the hall of the campus.

"I'm going to go too. We'll be right back." Jazz ran off after her brother, knowing that something was wrong. She stopped just short of the small group and hid hehind the wall. Jazz opened her ears carefully.

Danny, not knowing his sister could hear every word, continued. "I sensed it...again...just now..." Danny was a shivering mess, "It has power but...u-until it comes out-" no sooner then spoken a tranparent blue figure jumped out of the wall and floated above them. It looked at the three friends and smirked.

"He told me you would be here." The ghost wore a silk dress shirt, the sleeves were ripped and you could tell that his arms were bloody and he had scars all over his arms, prehaps from some fights. The front of the shirt had an opening in the front of it where the heart should have been and out of the hole oozed ectoplasam. His left leg was torn and shreaded away, ectoplasam dripped from the open wound and his right leg was missing a foot. Sam felt sick to her stomach and Tucker was feeling along the same lines. Danny however, was horrified and felt his breakfast come up but he swalled the vile and felt his body run cold. He shivered and closed his eyes and willed himself to turn into his other half, his dead half.

"What do you want?" the words echoed in the hall, the venom present in his voice sent shivers down Sam's spine. She looked at Danny, his eyes a dark green. The ghost laughed and pointed the bloody sword in his hand at Danny.

"To talk. That's all...am I not wanted?" He paused and watched the three glare at him, "How disapointing." With the the opening of his hand he lifted Danny into the air and wisked him away into through the depths of the school into a secluded and door free room. There was one window but the ghost had taken measures to make sure Danny could not escape out of it. "Aren't you ashamed ghost boy?" the ghost laughed, "Are you not ashamed of what you are? Half human...half ghost. You don't belong in either world boy.." Danny felt himself quiver in anger and frustration.

"What do you know about me. This is the first time I've seen you!" The ghost laughed and put a hand on Danny's shoulder squeezing it so hard that Danny let out an anquished cry and sank to his knees.

"I know a lot about you." The ghost bent down, "And I would prefer you call me by name."

"What is your name you-?" Danny didn't get to finish his sentence and let out another cry as the ghost pressed harder into his shoulder.

"The name is Gerard Morace." Morace's lips curled into a cruel and hateful smile and it was directed at Danny Phantom and Danny Fenton. "I prefer to be called Morace but now...onto to more pressing matters..." Danny was frozen in fear, the cruel smile holding him in place as the sword twisted against his neck. "Are you scared yet?" Danny kept a look of anger on his face and showed no fear. He couldn't...he wouldn't allow it. "No?" he removed the sword and placed the tip next to Danny's heart. "You're a brave one arent you. The cold tip of my steel against the thin skin of your neck..." Morace put his hand on Danny's heart and smiled, "You want to know how I died?"

"No." Danny replied sharply, "Not in the least."

"Well my friend-"

"I'm not your friend!" Danny pulled away but Morace had a good hold on him and pulled him froeward. The sword tip ran into his shoulder and Danny bit his lip to stop the scream. To stop the knowledge that Morace was winning.

"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. That's no way to treat me. I want to show just how I died but first I need you to be human," he ran the blade further into Danny's shoulder and he felt blood slip out easily now. It soaked his arm and hand. Droplets of blood landing in a steady pace into the small puddle forming. Danny was losing his energy quickly and knew he only had one shot. He pushed Morace away and turned intangable. Morace's stone cold eyes widened and watched Danny rise to his feet and blast him with an incredable amount of energy. Green ectoplasam and red blood flowed thickly down Danny's arm now. The force of the blast he caused forcing the sword deeper.

Morace was angerd now. No one had denied him the right to show them how he died. No one pushed him away like this ghost child had dared. Morace felt his rage grow and sent a huge and heated amount of energy toward Danny. He was thrown into the wall, the echos scaring the students down below.

Sam let out a cry of anger as she tried to claw her way up the walls but Tucker held her back.

"Let me go! We have to help him!"

"We can't get to him Sam. The room they're in has no doors," Sam frowned at this for a moment and once again struggled out of Tucker's grasp. Someone cleared their throat and walked out from behind the corner. Sam and Tuckers eyes grew wide as Jazz stepped out. Worry was clearly written on her face as she looked up at the ceiling.

"It's not what you think!" Tucker exclaimed.

"I saw everyting..." Jazz whispered, "I saw him get taken...I saw him go ghost, if that's what you call it and-"

"We couldn't tell you." Sam said in a small voice, "We promised we wouldn't."

"I know," Jazz replied, "I'm not angry. I understand, at least a little, about why Danny wouldn't want to tell me." Jazz smiled, "I just want to get my baby brother out of here."

Danny was slammed into the wall again but Morace joined him on the other side. Both felt the weight of the energy they were using growing weaker, but Morace had an advantage and took it. He lunged at Danny who was still dazed and threw him up at the rafters in the ceiling. Danny felt his back curve up, his head and legs flew up, his body forming a type of 'U' and he fell rapidly, his head slamming against the floor. He landed on his arm and cried out again as the blood kept coming out mixing with his own green ectoplasam. He crawled up and aimed a shot at Morace, who had taken time to get some energy back. Morace slammed into the same wall but as he did he generated so much heat that the blood and ectoplasam evaporated. He let out a weezing gasp before falling lifeless to the floor.

Danny leaned against the wall and was about to leave when Morace stood with new found energy. Danny wobbled a little on his feet before going intangable and set loose a set of ectoplasmic balls. The rafters fell blocking Morace's view of Danny. Danny disappeared down the floor and toward the area where Sam and Tucker were. His thoughts were inconsistant and his mind was begging him to shut down and to close his eyes but he knew he couldn't. His wound was bleeding badly now, the white of his glove stained a viscious and horrible red.

His eyes finally set eyes on Sam and Tucker but he stopped mid-air when he saw Jazz. He had no time to think though, and he really didn't care right now. He landed and fell to his knees, those familure rings wrapping around him and turning him back into Danny Fenton. He grasped his shoulder and watched as two Sam's came closer to him. He saw two Tucker's and two Jazz's run up to him before his vison straightened out. He heard someone call his name but he didn't know who. He could barely see now, his vision to blurry to allow that. Finally, feeling warm and safe, he let himself sink into the black abyss.