Hi everybody! Thanks for reviewing! Chapter 6 is up!
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN DANNY PHANTOM
Chapter 6
"Daniel Masters?" Danny asked, raising an eyebrow. Vlad nodded, trying not to look too giddy that his plan was working. "You mean I'm your son?"
"Yes," Vlad grinned.
"I don't know," Danny said, rubbing the back of his neck. Something clicked in Danny's mind, something about that name…
Vlad's face fell. Could Daniel have remembered something? He thought worriedly.
"I don't really like being called Daniel; it just sounds kinda weird, could you call me something else, like Danny?" Danny suggested. Vlad gave a small sigh of relief and chuckled to himself. Some things never change. He thought as he stood up to exit the room.
"Where are you going?" Danny asked, remembering the loneliness when he first woke up in the unfamiliar room.
"I have some business to take care of, don't wander around too much," the man replied, "Oh, and one of the butlers will serve you your food in bed."
Danny smiled. Maybe the guy isn't so bad after all, but he should get a cat he thought. With that, Danny snuggled back into his warm bed sheets and drifted off to sleep.
"How'd the searching go?" Jazz asked her parents nervously.
"We didn't find the ghost boy," Maddie sighed, looking downcast.
"Actually, mom, there's something we need to tell you about the ghost boy," Jazz spoke up. "He-" Hastily, Sam cupped her hand over Jazz's mouth and gave her a glare before continuing.
"He was kidnapped too," Sam said hastily.
"How do all you know?" Maddie said suspiciously, wondering if they were overshadowed and were covering for the Ghost Kid.
"Because we explored the Ghost Zone, and a ghost said so," Tucker covered, plastering a smile on his face.
"Sorry, but we gotta go, Mr. Lancer assigned us a- um," Sam stuttered.
"An English report due tomorrow!" Tucker finished. Jazz nodded quickly and ushered the two teens into her room.
Meanwhile…
Danny happily munched away on a second waffle. The butler, (who, to Danny's surprise, was a ghost) had left just minutes ago, dropping off Danny's breakfast by his bedside. Having not eaten in two days, Danny cleaned his plate in no time.
Despite the sharp pain in his head, Danny couldn't help but wonder what was outside his room. Vlad said not to wander too much, he didn't say I couldn't wander at all. Danny thought. He got out of bed and walked toward the door, which he didn't bother opening since he could simply phase through it.
Vlad's home was huge. Danny could only stare blankly down a seemingly endless hallway. Let the exploration begin.
Meanwhile…
Vlad paced around in his secret lab, waiting. Soon he thought. I will destroy Jack, win Maddie, and rule the world! Vlad couldn't help but let out a loud cackle, but stopped abruptly when he saw the doors to his Ghost Portal fly open.
"You requested these specific nanobots?' Skulker said, stepping out of the portal.
"Yes, the one's stolen from the future!" Vlad replied.
Flashback
Vlad Plasmius floated along the streets of Amity Park, keeping himself invisible as he made his way to the Fentons' home. A glinting object next to a shattered lamp post caught his eye.
Bending over to inspect it, Vlad realized it was a gold medallion with the initials CW engraved onto it. As he picked it up, there was a flash of light, and Vlad found himself in a clock tower somewhere in the Ghost Zone. He spotted a misty viewing mirror. Gliding over, he pushed a button on the control panel labeled 'Future'. Instantly, the smoke spiraling in the mirror disappeared. Instead, Vlad was shown the future.
Vlad smiled menacingly.
"Interesting..."
End Flashback
Vlad took the jar of nanobots and handed it to a butler that had followed him into the lab.
"Take these and put them in Daniel's dinner," Vlad ordered, "Even if he does remember, he'll have no choice but to follow me."
Then he turned to Skulker.
"Thank you Skulker, your work here is done." With that Skulker slipped back into the Ghost Zone.
Danny continued wandering down the halls. He came upon a large study. The fireplace, Danny noticed, wasn't lit, and there were two gold sculptures of footballs on the mantle. A desk with a laptop was to the side, along with an armchair and a foot rest not far from it. It was then Danny noticed a yellow and green book on the floor by the armchair, along with some loose papers scattered around it. Quickly, Danny sprinted over and neatly folded the papers and stuffed them between two random pages in the book. The front cover read 'College Yearbook'. Danny smiled. I'm sure dad won't mind if I took a look in this. He thought, tucking the book underneath his arm.
Vlad was gone all afternoon, and hadn't returned until late afternoon. By that time, Danny had found his way back to his room. Fortunately, Danny had discovered that the blue mist that occasionally poured out of his mouth was a ghost sense, in case a ghost or one of Vlad's ghost butlers were near. As soon as his ghost sense had indicated that a ghost was outside his room, Danny hastily pushed the yearbook under his pillow and pretended to be sleeping.
"Mr. Masters has requested you join him for dinner in the main dining hall," A butler said, phasing through the door.
Danny faked a yawn and said, "I'll be right down,"
"Ah, son, you've decided to join me for dinner," Vlad said, grinning.
The guy seems to have overdone his coffee this morning, he's been grinning ever since I woke up. Danny couldn't resist a smile at the thought as he chewed slowly. Suddenly, there was a sickening crunch in his mouth. Danny frowned. I hope that wasn't a tooth! He thought.
"What's wrong Daniel?" Vlad asked, seeing the boy frowning.
"I think it was something in the food," Danny replied, "I'm full, may I be excused?"
"Certainly," the man replied, "I shall go have a word with the chef."
Danny nodded gratefully (not wanting anymore sickening crunches while he ate) and headed back upstairs, oblivious to the fact that the nanobots in the food he had eaten were already making their way into his bloodstream.
I'm REALLY sorry for not updating for two weeks, I've been busy (catching up on procrastinations). Suddenly, I have a sneaking suspicion that middle school is going to be a lot harder if I keep procrastinating. Anyway, I'll try to update as soon as I can! R&R!
