A/N: I think I finally got myself an actual plot. --evil laugh-- Don't worry, more fluff in the next couple of chapters after this!

Chapter Eleven

You'll Be Seeing Me Again

"So, are we going to tell all the people in this place you're not gonna be home or what?" Danny asked then.

"Yeah," Sam said, nodding. "Let's go!"

They stood. They had begun to walk towards the door when Sam stopped Danny. "Aren't you forgetting something?" she asked him.

Danny was slightly puzzled. He wouldn't have even remembered if it weren't for the slight shiver running up his spine, triggering the slight wisp of blue mist to escape his lips. Ghost sense. Sam frowned. He then noticed he was still in his ghost form. He then noticed he had to leave Sam and go catch whatever ghost was finally making their appearance. He looked at her.

"Sam..." he mumbled quietly.

Sam nodded slightly, showing she knew he had to go. She put a hand to his chest and said, "It's alright, go, I'll meet you back at your place."

Danny sighed and started for Sam's window, then stopped. He looked at her slightly. "Sorry," he mumbled quietly and phased through the wall, flying out the building to see who the heck was intruding at such an awful moment.

Sam, meanwhile, had made her way to the window, leaning against the frame to watch Danny go, him disappearing in the distance. She sighed deeply. Another one of those times. Another one of those times when she worried for Danny so. It used to be: "Come on, guys, there's another ghost on the loose we have to catch." But not anymore. Now it was: "Wait here, I'll be back as soon as I capture this ghost." And it worried her. It worried her a lot. Now even more with Valerie around to hate the ghost boy. Now even more with Maddie and Jack going after him too. Even more now that she couldn't be with him during those fights to help when she felt she must.

"Please be okay, Danny," she mumbled quietly. "Be okay because I know I won't be if something should happen, and I know that the only reason I'm not an actual troubled teen is because of you. You're my light in this darkness, Danny. Don't shadow your glow, please..."

Danny was flying through the sky, scanning around for whoever should be the ghost this time. "Come on, I got a date...uhm..." He stopped. What was he saying? Date? It wasn't a date, not even close. Was he really falling for Sam? She was his best friend, and he knew it. He shook his head. "It will never be," he mumbled. "You know it can't."

"Can't what, Daniel?" asked the semi-suspicious voice of no one other than Vlad Plasmius. Danny whirled around, one hand coming up automatically, and glowing green, charged with ectoplasmic energy. He relaxed slightly at seeing Vlad. He blinked.

"Vlad, what are you doing here?" he questioned, eyes filled with suspicion and a little bit of fear.

Vlad smirked. "Easy," he said. "One, you're so distracted at the moment, you didn't even notice your ghost sense go off a second time." Vlad circled Danny, him trying to make sure never to take his eyes off the suspicious middle-aged man. "Two, I believe I've acquired enough information to know exactly what to do in order for you to learn that I am the superior person here. Three, what do you suppose I am here for, Daniel?"

"To ruin my life," Danny said, his teeth slightly bared in challenge. Both hands were balled into fists. His green eyes gleamed with anger.

Vlad smirked more. "Ah, you have always been a little slow, haven't you, Daniel?" he said, stopping in front of Danny and looking at him. "It's about time you learned to pay attention to your surroundings."

Danny was about to ask what the heck he was talking about, when someone grabbed him from behind. One arm was wrapped around his throat, while the other twisted his left arm behind his back. Danny winced at the fact he'd let himself fall right into Vlad's trap, for out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of one of Vlad's copies of himself.

"The old copy trick," Danny mumbled. "Always hated you for that." He struggled to get his arm loose from the copy's strong hold, but to no avail. He was surprised that neither Valerie nor some cop had arrived just yet.

"All of this is unknown to all," Vlad said, catching Danny's slightly surprised glance. Danny also thought maybe Vlad had somehow read his mind. But that was impossible, right? "At this moment, everyone is oblivious to all of this because to them, we are invisible."

Danny stopped his struggle, expression completely blank. "What?" he hissed.

"We are held within a type of force field I've recently invented that keeps everyone else from detecting us. Quite useful, really," Vlad explained.

Danny looked at him, wondering why he'd even gone through all of this trouble just to... Wait. Why was he even here again? He hadn't told him exactly what he was here to do yet. He scanned Vlad over, searching for anything he'd missed during the struggle. His hands. They were behind his back. What was he hiding?

"So you noticed," Vlad sneered, looking at Danny. Danny's glance shot back to Vlad's face, eyes fearful. "Yes, in fact, I am concealing something from your view," Vlad confirmed. "And I feel a little bad for doing this, but what must be done, must be done." Vlad pulled out some sort of shot, a clear, blue liquid held inside. "It will take time for it to take effect, but once it does, nothing too noticeable will occur."

He neared Danny, the vaccine in his hand, looking a little intimidating. Danny struggled to get free, but found his powers useless for a reason he did not know of. He watched out of the corner of his eyes as Vlad pierced the needle through his suit and through his skin, injecting the ominous looking fluid into his system. He winced, his heart pounding, sweat rolling down his forehead slightly from nerves, fear, and struggling.

Danny felt limp, losing some feeling in most part of his body. He no longer struggled, and could hardly even keep his head up. He looked at Vlad, who was now in front of him, through a dazed expression, some hair falling in his face. "You're not..." he struggled to get the words out and keeping them from slurring. "You won't get away with this." The words were quiet, uneven, and not in the least bit intimidating.

"I already have," Vlad sneered. Suddenly, his copy merged with the original Vlad, Danny only being caught by the arm. "Say your prayers, Daniel, for you'll be seeing me again."

Vlad then let go of Danny, him falling down to the ground, unable to keep himself in the air. Vlad disappeared in his usual way, leaving Danny to fall to the floor.

Falling. Danny felt all feeling leave him entirely. Suddenly, everything began to grow dark. The last thing he saw was a small piece of the sky, it fading from view as well as the last couple of feet from the floor were covered and he hit the pavement.

E/N: I have no comments towards this chapter except for the fact that Vlad does have a plan. I wasn't really aiming for any seriousness in this fic, but hey, I had an idea! Do not fret, readers, there will be more awkwardness in the next couple of chapters. Though, the reasons for it will contain a bit of seriousness in them as well. DO NOT WORRY! I REPEAT, DO NOT GO TOTALLY INSANE! DO NOT DESTROY YOUR COMPUTER! AND MORE IMPORTANTLY, PLEASE DO NOT COME AFTER ME!

--Airamé Phantom