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Chapter 2: Wickedness in its purest form

Danny groaned and rolled over as sunlight played over his features. "Too early," he muttered to an empty room. He sighed and raised his head from where he had buried it in Sam's pillow, looking around. "Sam?" He glanced at his arm. It was bandaged, and from the slight sting coming from it, he was glad he'd passed out. It was then he noticed the note in his hand.

Catch me if you can, if you dare to save her. I know she means more to you than you would care to voice, and I know she might be the only weakness you have.

Danny growled, hand balling into a fist around the note. His fist glowed green for a moment, disintegrating the note to ash. He didn't need a signature to know who had kidnapped her: Plasmius. He stood and was just about to go ghost when a photo caught his attention: Sam was standing between her parents with a scowl on her face. He groaned inwardly, knowing his rescue attempt would have to be postponed for a few moments as he scrounged around for something to write a note to her parents.

Having no idea what to tell them, he wrote the first thing that came to mind: Danny and I ran away, and we won't be back until we're married. I'm not your little girl anymore, and you can't stop me. No amount of money will bring me back until I can sign my name as Samantha Fenton. –Sam

Danny looked over the note, shaking his head. "Where the hell did that come from?" he muttered.

Then remembering the note he had received this morning, he cast that thought aside as he set the note on her pillow. Danny finally went ghost, taking off through Sam's window. It would take him a day, if not two, to reach Wisconsin where the crazed-up fruit loop had probably taken Sam. Danny didn't have time to tell Tucker or even pack some supplies. Who knew what Vlad was doing to Sam even now? Tucker would just have to hear about their disappearance from Sam's parents, and he'd just have to "borrow" supplies from stores.

"I hate feeling like a criminal," he muttered before kicking up his speed.

Those thoughts would have to wait. For now, he had to save his best friend and secret crush from a fate worse than death.

Sam woke with a groan, shaking her head. She had hoped it was a dream, but the cuffs keeping her latched to the wall reminded her that it had been no dream. Her head snapped up as he entered, his black hair looking even more like devil horns now. Lilac eyes narrowed as he approached her with a smirk. Just a little closer… He took one more step, and she lashed out, struggling against her bonds while trying to cause him bodily harm. She gave up, falling back against the wall, chest heaving and wrists throbbing from rubbing against the cuffs.

"What do you want with me?" she demanded.

"Now, my dear, what makes you think I want you?" he asked, red eyes widening in mock surprise.

"Gee, I don't know. Maybe because you fucking kidnapped me and now I'm chained to this damn wall," she said, words dripping with sarcasm.

He shook his head, smiling. "It isn't you I want."

"You're still after Danny, is that?" She pulled against the bonds again, her face inches from his. "Still trying to clone him since you don't have your own half ghost son?" she asked.

Her head snapped back as he slapped her. "I'm afraid your little boyfriend destroyed all my cloning equipment the last time I had him here, but no matter. I have my own plan concerning the son I want." The smile on his face sent shivers down her spine. Whatever he had in mind was not good. "But while we wait for young Daniel to show up, why not enjoy yourself?" And with that he floated from the room.

Sam bit back tears, choking on a sob. "He's not my boyfriend," she whispered.

Danny didn't know how long he'd been flying until he finally had to take a break in a small town in Nebraska. He found a small clearing in a patch of trees and passed out, curling up alone. His dreams were haunted with visions of Vlad tormenting Sam with numerous devices that Danny couldn't even begin to name. Always, in each vision, Sam was reaching out to him, tears and blood streaming down her cheeks as she screamed for him to save her.

He woke in a cold sweat at dawn, breathing hard. He ran a hand through his raven hair, struggling to control his racing heart. He couldn't stand knowing Sam was in Vlad's clutches. He knew the man was still after his heart's desire of a half ghost son, and Danny only hoped that plan did not include violating Sam. A cold feeling grew in the pit of the young half ghost's stomach at the mere thought of Vlad and Sam… Danny shook his head; he couldn't even bear to finish the thought in his own mind.

He stood and went ghost, taking to the skies. He ignored the pain in his stitched arm and the pangs of hunger gnawing at his empty stomach. Sam was more important than his own health at the moment. He flew as fast as he could, passing over the border of Wisconsin that afternoon. Now, all he had to do was get to Vlad's mansion, sneak in, rescue Sam, and go home, right? He wished it always sounded as easy as his mind put it together. Finding Vlad's mansion wouldn't be hard, nor would entering it. The only problem would be rescuing Sam and making a run for home.

He flew invisibly through the town, trying to remember the directions to the mansion. The last time he had been here had been years ago when the man had tried to clone him to receive his own half ghost son. Danny felt a little pity for the man since he was obviously incredibly lonely, but that did not mean that he loathed the man with every fiber of his being for taking his Sam away from him.

His countenance was immediately looking up as soon as he saw the mansion coming into view. He kicked up the speed a notch, flying faster. Two days of her staying in that place had been too much for him. He wasn't going to make her suffer another night in his clutches as long as he could help it. He flew straight through the door, floating uncertainly in the hallway. Making up his mind, he floated down through the ground, finding himself in the basement and in a lab he remembered all too well even years later.

"Danny!" Sam cried as soon as the young man had rematerialized. She was chained to the wall across from him, Plasmius standing before her.

Before Danny could react, his half ghost archenemy had whirled around and fired a glowing pink Ghost Ray at him. "Huh?" was all the poor young man got to say before the blast hit him and threw him against the opposite wall.

The poor halfa blinked as cuffs closed around his wrists and ankles. He growled then struggled against them, crying out as the cuffs retaliated with electricity that crossed his entire body. The blast sent a feeling of fiery pain throughout his entire body, tearing a scream from his lips. The pain was unbearable, and he knew that if he didn't have his eyes closed, the room would be swimming before his gaze.

"Stop!" Sam screamed as she watched him get shocked over and over again. "Stop it!" Tears streamed unchecked down her pale cheeks at the torment Plasmius was putting Danny through.

Danny went limp, the familiar blue ring appearing at his middle and returning him to human form. He groaned and weakly raised his gaze to Plasmius. "Wh-what do you want?" he asked.

"Why, my dear boy, the same thing I've been after since I kidnapped you last time and almost successfully cloned you." Plasmius smirked as he typed a few things into his computer, checking the power levels on Danny's chains. "Unfortunately, thanks to your Ghostly Wail, my cloning equipment is destroyed, and I don't have any way to successfully remove your mid-morphisis DNA either."

Danny pulled at the cuffs, but he didn't really expect them to release him so his surprise wasn't that great when they stayed put. "What does this have to do with Sam?" he asked weakly, glancing at the frightened goth girl across the room.

"Why, Daniel, surely I don't have to tell you how babies are made. After all, you did take sex-ed in high school, now didn't you?"

Danny and Sam's eyes both widened then Danny growled. "You've got to be out of your fucking mind!" He pulled at the cuffs again, and the ring appeared at his middle as if he was going to go ghost only to be shocked by his bonds once more. He cried out as the fiery pain returned, and the blue ring disappeared. His head fell limply onto his chest, his breath coming in sharp gasps. "I…would rather die… than disrespect Sam like that," he breathed.

"Would you rather I did it instead?" the man asked, an evil grin curving at his lips as Danny's head shot up, glaring at the man as he struggled against his bonds once more.

Slowly, Danny's gaze turned to his friend who was shaking her head furiously. Her face quite plainly read that she would rather Danny did it than Plasmius. The young halfa lowered his gaze to the floor, swallowing hard. He closed his eyes, hands closing tightly into fists. He knew he didn't want to do this to Sam—without her permission, of course—but the idea of Plasmius and Sam… Sam's wounded eyes, body, and soul, and Plasmius standing over her laughing... So many images flashed through his mind, some too gruesome to behold. He looked up finally, blue eyes clouded with pain.

"I'll do it," he choked out.

The wicked smile on Plasmius's face sent shivers down Danny's spine. "Good." The madman pressed a button on the computer control.

The cuffs on both young adults were released, and Danny dropped to his hands and knees, trembling from the after shock of Plasmius's attack. Sam ran to his side, kneeling beside him to help him to his feet.

"That second electric shock did more than just hurt you, by the way," Plasmius said. "Your powers have been shorted out for a time, and when they return, you can be assured you will receive the same shock once more."

"You bastard," Sam growled, wanting nothing more than to slap the evil genius across the face right now. Unfortunately, Danny's limp body trembling in her arms prevented her from doing anything as his head rested on her shoulder.

"Oh, harsh," Plasmius said, smirking. "You may choose any room you wish, and you may wander the mansion to your hearts content. Make certain that certain activities—"

"If you value the protruding parts of your body, you won't finish that sentence," Danny growled.

"Ah, such spirit in people so young these days." Plasmius laughed then with a sweep of his cloak, he was gone.

"I hate him," Danny muttered from where he lay curled on the bed with his eyes closed. He was exhausted, no beyond exhausted, thanks to Plasmius's shock attack. "If I believed he was one crazed-up fruit loop before, he's graduated to complete ass now."

"We'll get out of this, Danny. We always do," Sam said, sitting beside him and ruffling his hair a little.