Well here is the next chapter… I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long for it, but as promised it is three times longer then the first chapter, I hope you like it. In this chapter Danny is trying to figure out his next move while noticing some…..drastic changes in his behavior.

I suppose I was a wolf… Or something like it. On a closer examination of myself I found that I was a black furry beast with a wolf-like head, body, and tail. I was the size of a great dane roughly and I have four paws with long razor sharp claws where my hands and feet have been

"Great, just great" I thought to myself in somewhat of disbelief.

Then I felt another wave of pain and stumbled onto the sidewalk. Judging by the sky I would have to say it was dawn, and so I then limped to my backyard awkwardly in my new body, and fell into an uncomfortable sleep.

When I awoke, it was noonish, and I was no longer in pain, yet I still was a wolf. Frustrated I ran over my options.

"Think Fenton Think! Lets see, I'm a wolf dog thingy, every time I try to talk it sounds like the neighbors golden retriever so screaming at the top of my lungs is probably not the best thing to do. Since it's the weekend mom and dad will be in the basement all day, and Jazz will probably be studying so I could hide out here until I can think of something better. Or I could go find Sam and Tucker."

Mulling it over one more time, I decided that finding Sam and Tucker would be the best thing to do right now. Hopefully they would recognize me…. somehow…. I hope. Feeling confident I struggled to stand up in this wolf creature's body. And it took my about ten minutes to get used to walking on all fours.

Once I finally got moving, I decided to go to Sam's place first, because her house was the closest. While I was walking, I came across a somewhat chubby squirrel. Normally I would pay no mind to it, but today had been anything but normal, and I found myself acting uncontrollably.

I started to think to myself.

"Okay just a squirrel, I shouldn't be so distracted by one tiny, insignificant, slow, juicy ,unaware, scrumptious…. Wait….scrumptious…juicy…..what am I thinking"

And then my heart started to beat faster and faster until before I knew what I was doing I had that squirrel running for its life. In the heat of the moment I let out a playful growl. And in the next minute I had caught the terrified rodent and was about to finish off my prey when I caught ahold of myself.

"Stupid squirrel"

I thought to myself,

" Great now I am going to go ballistic every time I see a small mammal"

I took off a full sprint toward Sam's not wanting to be delayed by anymore distractions.

As I walked up near Sam's front porch I realized,

"How the heck am I supposed to get in!" I considered my options once again "Okay okay, calm down, I ring the door bell…. Some how, I could try to go around back, or I could pretend to be a stray"

My last thought was humiliating, yet plausible, so putting on my beset pitiful face, I stood on my hind legs and pushed the doorbell with my nose.

"Wow" I thought "That's something I thought I would never do"

I could hear Sam's combat boots clunking down the stairs and her cry to the butler to let her answer the door.

"Hello?" said Sam

She looked down at me and smiled.

"Hi there….er…big fella, what are you doing here" She said ina mock tone of voice that any normal dog would take as comforting, I instantly started telling her who I was and what happened. Of course all she heard was..

"Woof, woof, grrr arf," and an assortment of other noises. She just passed it off as me being a smart wolfish thingy (to be honest I wasn't sure what I was anymore)

"wow, it almost seem like you understand me, I always wanted a dog. And you are the first goth dog I've met…. So come on in" Sam said

thinking to myself

"I guess Sam had a point…. I was big and jet black… and still trying to get used to all of the fur. But this could be my chance to try to get through to Sam.

So after Sam had decided to let me in, she snuck me up to her room because her parents are against pets, and just about everything else that Sam likes. Once we arrived in her room I again desperately tried to tell her that it was me Danny, but yet again I sounded like something along the lines of

"Awroooo woof grrrroof arf!"

Then he most obvious thing I could possibly do to show Sam that I AM NOT A DOG, hit me. I felt like smacking myself for not thinking about it sooner.

I stepped back and formed two white rings around my waist (or in this case somewhere between my back legs and my front legs) And then in an instant, I was Danny Phantom, actually me! Not a wolf whatever and not wanting to eat squirrels, just good old ghostly me, Danny Phantom. Sam was dumbfounded.

"DANNY!" "What? How? Huh?" Sam stuttered.

Then while I floated a few inches above her, I explained everything that had happened to me in the last day. The mysterious ghost bite, the no longer being human, the squirrel, and Sam answered.

"Wow, I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't just seen it. And if you ask me, I'd say that you were bitten by some kind of a ghost werewolf. You know creature of the night, big, furry, bloodthirsty. And…. Whats happening?"

Right in midair, I felt a familiar pain radiating from my shoulder, I could feel my body changing in a familiar way. A dark way that made me sick to my stomach, and then after about sixty seconds of pain and sweat. I remained in midair, but as the same wolf creature that had taken over my humanity, except… I was white.