When Qwan started screaming like a baby, Paulina ran after only a slight hesitation that confirmed the ghost wasn't her Danny. Frankly, she was thankful he focused on the loser girl instead of following them. His voice had sent shivers up her spine, and he gave off a feeling that was, to say the least, creepy. Still, looking back, he did seem familiar…

Suddenly she stopped as a thought entered her mind. He might not be the ghost boy, but maybe he knew the ghost boy. Even if he didn't, then maybe Danny Phantom would show up and save her…or something. He always had before.

One of the many customers ran past her, bumping her out of her thoughts. "Watch it!" she blurted in annoyance, then glanced around at the almost empty dining area. Biting her lip, she looked back to see the ghost had cornered the loser Goth, and they were talking about something.

She didn't notice the look of fear on Sam's face.

With only a slight pause, she ducked under the nearest table, despite its absolutely gross encrustation.Some places looked like they hadn't been touched by anything clean in centuries, and she desperately tried to keep her head down to keepher hair away from the sickening assortment of gum stuck on the underside of the table. "The Ghost Boy better appreciate this," she muttered, crouchingin the now empty aisle, and inched towards the specter and the girl he faced.

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"Hello, Sam," Danny growled at Sam's shocked face. The width of his smile seemed to be directly connected to the growing sickness in her stomach—it widened with every syllable, and with it grew the nauseous churning in her belly. For some reason, she couldn't tear her eyes away from his narrowed red ones as they peered through his now streaked hair, but could only stare in fear and shock. Unconsciously, she shifted, trying to move away from him, and felt her back come up against the cold, smooth window glass. Italmost seemed warm, compared to his voice.

"I—you—" she stuttered, cursing her mind for not being prepared enough to grasp the situation, not that she'd ever thought she'd have to again. "I—but…what happened! Why…?" She couldn't seem to finish the sentence, but he cut her off anyway.

"What do you mean, why?" he asked, the smile vanishing from his face. "Why am I like this? Why did I suddenly take this form?" He leaned towards her, and his voice whispered harshly in her ear, causing her stomach to harden into a lump of ice. "It's all because of you."

Fear suddenly turned to anger. Was he blaming her for this? "Me!" she shrieked. "Why! What did I do?"

He sighed as he began to drift through the air around her, his legs melting into a tail that faded eerily into the air behind him. "How sad," he commented with a fake depression. "Quite disappointing that you wouldn't remember."

"Remember what?" she growled. "Does this have to do with what happened today?" She thrust her thumb over her shoulder towards the school as she spoke. He didn't answer her, although his expression darkened (vaguely, she remembered being surprisedthat that was possible). "I didn't have anything to—" Her hand cut through the air in a negative gesture, almost hitting a figure that had appeared at her side. They both jumped when the girl yelped and dodged. Looking over, Sam realized that she knew the ghostly newcomer as one of the twins they'd seen earlier that day.

"You shouldn't try to hit people," the girl pouted, drawing back and floating out towards the walkway. When no one answered her, she sighed (still pouting) and looked down. "What have we here?" Her face suddenly lit up, and Sam spied Paulina's face peeking around the edge of the seat.

The girl stood up quickly, stuttering. "I—I was just—just wondering if—I mean—"

"No," Danny rolled his eyes at her. "He's not here, and he's not going to show up and save you either."

Paulina suddenly looked dumbfounded. "But—but he always has before!"

Danny's cruel chuckle resounded through the eerily empty restaurant. "I'm far different from most of his other…opponents."

"Then—er—I'm going to just leave," Paulina gulped and started backing away.

"Why?" Danny asked, his malicious smile growing larger. "Why don't you stay?" Even though his attention had momentarily been diverted from her, Sam couldn't help but shudder at his cruel expression.

"N-no thanks," Paulina mumbled, before starting to mutter under her breath in Spanish.

"I said stay." His smile disappeared once again, as Paulina turned and dashed for the door. Danny glanced at the Abby and raised an eyebrow. "Abby, would you be so kind as to STOP HER!" he asked the girl, who still floated above where Paulina had been standing.

A smile suddenly appeared on the ghost's tattooed face. "Of course," she winked and dove at Paulina's retreating figure, disappearing inside the lean frame just as she reached the exit. The Latino girl's body froze at the door, and a green field surrounded her briefly before it faded. After several seconds, she turned around, now sporting bright green eyes.

"Abby," the second twin said reprovingly as she suddenly appeared behind her sister, shaking her head.

"What?" Paulina asked, her voice having risen several pitches. "It was his idea," she thumbed over her shoulder at Danny, who merely smirked at them.

"Really?" Ashlynn looked at him dryly.

He shrugged nonchalantly. "I just thought you two might want to go out on the town as humans tonight. There should be a lot of publicity, and we don't want people freaking out too quickly, after all. It'll take all the fun out of it."

"Out of what?" Ashlynn's look never softened.

"Oh," Danny waved his hand, "just a few harmless pranks and tricks here and there…nothing that should cause lasting damage."

"Come on, Ash," Abby poked her sister with a smile. "It'll be fun!"

"Why are you asking me, anyway?" Ashlynn sighed. "I'm not the one who overshadowed a human."

Danny nodded and put a hand on Sam's shoulder, preventing her from sliding under the table (as she had been inching downward), and making a break for the door. "You have an excellent point, Ashlynn. Meet Sam." Violet eyes widened in disbelief and realization as the half-ghost continued. "She was one of my best friends before she betrayed me and tried to tell the entire school my secret."

"It wasn't my fault!" Sam yelled, her eyes narrowing.

"Right," Danny's voice dripped with sarcasm. "So, I wanted to start the night with a little payback. Will you help me? I mean, you won't really hurt her or anything."

"NO!" Sam yelled, her fears now confirmed, and she struggled unsuccessfully to break his hold on her arm. "It's my body! My freedom! You can't take that from me!"

Danny yanked her face close to his so she could stare into his burning eyes. "You should have thought about that before you lost your temper today."

"Danny…don't do this…" she whispered to him, but the sickening smile only returned and he looked over to see the twins in discussion.

"I don't' know," Ashlynn eyed Sam warily.

"Come on!" Abby urged her sister. "As long as it won't hurt anyone, why not?"

"Hmm." Ashlynn put a hand to her chin and tapped one finger on her pale-green skin. "If it will get you to close your mouth for three seconds." She shot a glare at her sister, who returned the look with a cheesy smile that looked completely out of place on Paulina's face. "And," the former continued, "we're not here to cause damage, so as long as you promise she won't get hurt," this time she directed a stern look at Danny, "I will."

"No..." Sam shrank away. The ghost girl paused, glancing at Danny and Abby, who both encouraged her with nods. Finally, she flew at Sam, who shrieked one final time as the girl vanished inside her.

"Ah, sweet revenge," Danny cackled as Sam's body went rigid, and the same green field appeared around her.

Purple eyes grew to a bright green, and blinked several times before looking up at Danny's red ones. "She's fighting me. I don't want to keep it up for more than a few hours. How long is your payback going to last?"

"A few hours, at the most," Danny agreed. "I just wanted to…er…to get her thinking about the consequences of her actions."

Ashlynn looked at him thoughtfully for several seconds before she opened Sam's mouth and spoke in a much deeper tone than usually came out of the purple-colored lips. "You really are a bad boy, aren't you? But not too bad as far as I can see. I like that."

Danny shrugged. "I try."

"Now, about those tricks," a genuine smile appeared on Sam's face, causing Abby to stare and blink several times at her sister. She couldn't remember the last time Ashlynn had truly smiled at anyone besides her, and she didn't know what to think of it.

"I did say harmless, didn't I?" Danny looked slightly disappointed for a few seconds before blowing it off with a shrug. "I'll just have to save taking over the world for tomorrow." Abby and Ashlynn exchanged glances, neither of them sure if he was joking or not.

A shadow of doubt crossed Paulina's face. "I think I liked him better when he was good," Abby muttered to herself. Her sister glanced at her as Danny started to talk again.

"Follow me, ladies." He gestured to the wall, and phased through it, flying off into the night.

Just as the twins rose to follow him, Ashlynn turned to look at Abby. "Okay, you know how I hate to admit I'm wrong, but I was…and you were right. He is hot." Then with a giggle, she followed Danny, turning Sam's body intangible just before she hit the window.

"Does that mean I'm the responsible one?" Abby gulped, and a look of horror passed across her face. "I hope not. This isn't turning out so good…" she murmured as she followed her sister.

None of them saw the dark figure watching them from behind the dumpster.

A dark figure wearing a red beret, who flipped open the cell phone in his hand and dialed a number he'd known by heart since the second grade.

"I can't believe he did that to Sam!" the boy said as he bit his nails nervously. Suddenly, his face melted into a trance-like look. "Although, I can't blame him about Paulina… Focus, Tucker!" He shook his head as a voice picked up on the other end.

"Jazz!" he yelled, recognizing the other voice on the line immediately.

"Tucker?" Jazz asked. "What's wrong? What was that about a ghost on the television? Where's Danny? Mom and Dad should be there—"

"Aaaaaa!" Tucker yelled, and jumped out of the way of the blinding headlights of an, oncoming vehicle just in time.

Jazz sighed. "About now."

From the sidewalk, he looked up just in time to see what looked like the Fenton Family Assault Vehicle squeal around the corner in the direction that Danny and the two girls had gone. "I've gotta get out outta here!" the nerd said, half to himself, half to Jazz as he ducked around the side of the building, running directly into a heap of garbage bags.

"Tucker?" Jazz yelled, her voice barely audible over the clattering and yelling that ensued.

A few moments later, a dejected voice floated over the phone. "I'm okay," Tucker said as he picked a tin can off of his head, and brushing things off of his clothes that he didn't want to know about. "Jazz, we need your help."

A slight, shocked pause came from the other end before she took a deep breath. "I'll pick you up in five minutes. Tell me where you are, and what happened."


I would like to appologize for my tardiness in getting up this chapter. Been having issues. My roomate doesnn't want me to get on the computer at night (when I'm up now because I have the grave shift at my job) because it keeps her awake. Frankly, I'd like to know what she'd like me to do, because if I stay in my room like a good little girl (with no typing involved because I don't have a writing program onmy computer yet) then I'll probably fall asleep. Sometimes I think she thinks that she's the only one who matters in the house.

Anywho, I'll try and get more up soon, seeing as I've almost finished the sketch (this is going to be several chapters long I think...longer than I originally thought in any case).

Replies (constructive) are encuraged...or in other words gets on knees and begs PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!

Oh, and as promised, here are some pictures. You'll just have to copy them into the adress bar and delete the spaces.

www. deviantart. com /view /12519870 /
www. deviantart. com/ deviation/ 14196628 /
www. deviantart. com/ deviation/ 13249211 /
www. deviantart. com/ deviation/ 13214301 /
www. deviantart. com/ deviation/ 13201734 /
www. deviantart. com/ deviation/ 14352044 /
www. deviantart. com/ deviation/ 13849674 / (This one someone else did for me)
www. deviantart. com/ deviation/ 12518634 /
www. deviantart. com/ deviation/ 12132652 / My first try of this design of Evil Danny (or Dark Danny)
www. deviantart. com/ deviation/ 12156751 / An older design I didn't like too much.
www. deviantart. com/ deviation/ 11403036 / has absolutely nothing to do with the story...isn't even Evil Danny...but hey. I like being random.
www. deviantart. com/ deviation/ 10493110 (Regular Danny with a different view on a transformation)

Hope those help ya'all.