Here's chapter three, please review!

Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom. But this story plot belongs to me!

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Dash Pov…

The new kid was weird. I can't say that I'm not nervous about being too near him, but a dweeb is a dweeb and I have a reputation to keep. Recently he has taken to walking with the Goth-girl and the tech-geek but they're old news. Today I'm gonna get that kid, Danny…

My Pov…

The trio was walking down the hall together, Sam and Tucker talking quietly a few steps behind Danny. Dash saw his chance; stepping out from around the corner he readied himself to knock some respect into the 'new kid'. "Alright dweeb, I've got something for yah", Dash said drawing back a fist, "a knuckle sandwich!" and swinging his arm around, aimed it at Danny's head. Bam! The sound of the hit echoed through the halls.

Tucker Pov…

There we were. Most of the student body had already left for home, while Sam and I waited for Danny to finish his latest detention. We saw the look on his face when he left Lancer's room and decided to walk a couple of steps behind him. Danny had yet another detention slip in his hand. That makes…eight, in three days! That must be a new record! I couldn't help but wonder how it was possible, the most I'd ever seen before was two a day, and to get a detention slip during detention… Danny is my idol…

As we were passing the gym, Dash suddenly stepped out from behind the corner. Standing in front of Danny he lifted his fist and swung. Bam! Dash's fist slammed into the locker, where Danny's heads was supposed to have been. I stood still, shocked, that couldn't be right… One moment Danny was in front of what I can only imagine was one of Dash's better punches, and the next moment he was behind Dash walking as if he had never been threatened at all. It was like magic, almost as if he disappeared before the punch… no that couldn't be right at all…

Danny Pov…

That stupid teacher gave me another slip! It was as if he thought the more time I had to spend with him the better I'd like him. He was dead wrong. I turned to leave; Tucker and Sam looked up, started to come closer, and then decided better. They walked behind me down the hall. Uhhhh that dang teacher said even one more detention this week and he'd have to call my parents. Danny groaned to himself. As if mom would care…

Stepping around the corner someone stood in front of me. I think he must have said something but I wasn't listening. I bet he would call dad too…that is not something I'm prepared to deal with right now.

There was a familiar buzz that went through Danny as he changed from boy too ghost and back. But so caught up in his' own troubles he didn't even notice the loud bang that rang behind him as he kept his pace walking towards the door. Ignoring the confused looks of his friends he thought, I have to keep from getting detention again at all costs! "Even if I have to answer some of his stupid questions"

Sam Pov…

Wow, I have never seen someone dodge one of Dash's punches before! And he didn't even look phased. I suppose I should have expected something like this to happen, Tucker has told me his conspiracy theory at least a hundred times, since we met Danny.

Still walking a few paces behind Danny, I heard him mumble something that sounded suspiciously like, 'answer stupid questions', but I don't think he would have answered even if I had asked what he was talking about.

As soon as I got home the phone started to ring. Great more conspiracyy I thought as Tucker's named glowed brightly on my caller-id. I held the phone to my ear and was met with an overly excited Tucker who seemed to have discovered a large stash of caffeine. "Did you see him disappear? It was like Fist, GONE, Bam, then, he was behind him again like nothing! I told you it was a conspiracy!"

"Tucker!", I shouted at him hoping he would stop. "I think you might be going crazy…or you really need to have your eyes checked. He must have dodged the fist, people can't just disappear! We haven't known him that long…for all we know he could be a black belt in karate, or something".

Tucker didn't seem convinced but after a few minutes I got him calmed down enough to see reason. "I don't want to hear anymore about conspiracy, there is a perfectly good explanation for all of this. Now if you don't mind I have things to do". As I hung up the phone I could have sworn I heard him say, "… he could be a ghost", but I'm going to choose to ignore that. "There's no such thing as ghosts" I said aloud. Not that there was anyone to hear me say it.

After making sure no one was home, I grabbed my favorite movie and settled down to watch, huge bowl of popcorn in hand. Ahh, the spoils of being rich, I looked across my theater sized T.V. room and sighed contentedly, now for the show.

My Pov…

Sam failed to notice the pair of brilliant green eyes watching her from the window, or the shadow that silently crept away. No such thing as ghosts, huh? Danny laughed, flying off. He took to the skies, soaring over Amityville, the full moon shining overhead. The cold wind whipped through Danny's hair. Patrolling the skies for as long as possible, but, inevitably he had to go home. There is only so much time he could waste trying to escape his house, and he had to return eventually.

Vlad Masters Pov…

I waited for my son to return. No matter how I tried, I could never find a way to get him to stay more than a few minutes when I entered the house. I have always had my suspicions' about what Danny could be doing going off so late at night, I think next time I might just follow him and find out…

I heard him enter his room upstairs. Midnight already? He's early today. I wonder what could have brought him back so soon. Ever since the accident he has been showing himself less and less around the house, but that's to be expected, I guess. The look of betrayal when it happened… I personally think it turned out for the better. I would have killed to have his powers when I was a boy. Ahhh, the wonders of youth, they don't appreciate anything these days…

Flashback

Vlad walked into his office in his dark lad coat, his smartly dressed ten year old son, Danny, walking next to him. He turned his eyes full of pride to look at his son who had taken top marks in his class and was being offered the chance to excel further, by switching to a private school, for free… but that wasn't all Vlad wanted for his son. Taking him by the hand he whispered into his ear, "Danny I've got a surprise for you". An excited Danny spoke up, "What is it dad? Do I get a dog? I've always wanted a dog!".

"No Danny it's not a dog, it's something much better." Vlad muttered in return. Leading Danny to a hidden doorway in the back of the office, he opened it and stepped into the darkness. Picking up the boy, Vlad set him in a chair and strapped in his arms and legs. Vlad's eyes twinkling with mad light, he said, "It was an accident that I found out about this, but I'm sure I can get it to happen again." Danny looking a bit frightened spoke again, almost pleading, "What are you doing dad? Let me get up, I wanna go home, kay? I won't tell mom. Let's go." Vlad didn't answer.

Slowly the chair started to move backwards, into a tunnel shaped entrance. Vlad ran to a panel of controls and started pushing buttons in such a precise way that Danny was sure he had been practicing. Danny looked back at his father, worried, pleading to be set free, but Vlad ignored his cries as if he could not hear them. There was a bright flash and a scream, then, it was over. A small, white haired boy, stepped out of the tunnel. A look a pain and betrayal across his face. His legs collapsed beneath him and he fell unconscious to the ground. A ring of light encircled his small form and changed him back, his hair going from white to black, before Vlad picked up his limp form. What a marvel he has become! Vlad thought to himself, then whispering, "You've done well my son, now we can rule together!" and then shouting, "as Vlad Plasmius and Danny Phantom!". He changed, light encircled him and he flew off into the night. Still carrying the limp body of his son, two Halfas' had entered the world.

My Pov…

Noooooooo! Danny woke screaming, he turned, in his doorway stood the in bodied form of his fears, his own father. He jumped to his feet, went ghost, and practically dived through the window, into the dark skies. Although he knew his father could follow if he chose, he rarely did so. Danny couldn't stand the thought of the man being so close. He had never told anyone what his father had done to him that night, now almost six years ago, and had no intention of ever doing so. As long as he kept away from the man nothing could happen, right?

At night, Danny often wondered how the other ghosts had come into his world, and as if summoned by the thought, "I am the Box Ghost! Beware!" a stout little man shouted at Danny as he flew into the park. Through the years Danny had learned that while some ghosts could be dangerous the Box ghost certainly was not one of them. Wanting to vent some of his rage towards his father on something, he started to pummel the ghost. After a few minutes he grabbed a thermos-like container that was hanging from his belt and sucked in the defenseless ghost.

Danny layed down in the branches of a old maple tree, and fell asleep. After all there was still school tomorrow, and Danny needed all his wits about him if he was going to keep from getting that last detention.

I was kind of hoping to get ten reviews beforeI posted this chapter. sad face butI saw no other reason to not postit right now... Thank you all for your kind reviews!and thanks for the ideas, keep um comming!

special thanx to Wyvere for giving such long and informative reviews! and to Stephen King Reincarnated, for posting some cool ideas!

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