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Any thoughts as to who it is that fired the blast? I'll give you three guesses, and the first two don't count!

Thankeys to all wonderful reviewers who get dozens of cookies! I actually have some, and would give them to you for real if I could figure out how to send edible food through the internet...

Oh, and acosta perez jose ramiro- Wait until you see what's coming in the nexttwo chapters! Danny won't even need to use his power at all... you have to read to find out more, cause my lips (and fingers) are sealed!

Anyway, on to Chapter 2: Futuristic Fury (Come on, you knew he was gonna show up! That's why the first two guesses didn't count!)

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Dash could do nothing but watch as a beam of green light hurtled out of the darkness ahead of the two boys, heading straight for him.

He suddenly felt himself being propelled to one side by a great force. Danny had somehow managed to push the larger boy out of the way, but was unable to move in time to get away himself. The green energy exploded on contact, and Danny cried out in pain as he was sent tumbling into the wall.

"Still playing the hero, I see. When will I ever learn?" The voice seemed almost familiar to Dash, though he couldn't place it.

Danny's eyes were scrunched tightly shut, teeth gritted as he replied, "You're never going to exist. I won't become you."

The figure stepped into the light and Dash sucked in a breath. Since when did Fenton not get along with Danny Phantom? This guy looked a lot different, but Dash would know that insignia anywhere.

Sure, Mr. and Mrs. Fenton were ghost hunters bent on ripping Phantom apart molecule by molecule, but he had never known that their son was interested in ghosts at all.

Dash caught a glimpse of blue eyes as Danny stood and looked at him. "Dash, run."

The command was soft, but even though this was the boy he bullied on a daily basis, Dash found himself obeying without question. He stopped once he was around the nearest corner, peaking back around the stone.

One question was lingering in his mind. Why had Danny mentioned becoming this ghost?

Now Danny was facing Phantom determination in his sparkling blue eyes. If looks could kill, the ghost would be a smoldering pile of ashes by this point.

Phantom threw out his arm and another green blast hit the floor where Danny had been standing only moments before.

The boy himself had performed a surprisingly graceful back flip, landing lightly on his feet about two yards away. "You can't hurt me. What happens to you then?"

The ghost cackled, "You really think I care about that anymore? Your future is sealed."

Fenton's eyes shone with anger, and perhaps a bit of a shimmer of sadness as well. "It won't matter if you kill them again, I won't let Vlad rip me apart. You'll never exist."

With these words, Phantom seemed to deteriorate, rapidly becoming a mist that filled the hall before slowly fading out of existence.

Dash walked out from behind the corner, "Okay, even though I didn't understand half of that, it was still totally awesome!"

Only then did he notice that Danny was breathing hard and trembling slightly. "Dude, you okay?" Dash had always bullied Danny because he seemed weak and defenseless. Now that he finally saw the most vulnerable side of Fenton, he also had caught a glimpse of the stronger and braver side.

Danny sighed, "I've been better, but I'll be fine." Realization seemed to dawn along with resignation. "Well, now that we've gotten through one of my fears, I'd say the lights are gonna go out right about..." they were plunged into darkness, "…now," Danny finished with a sigh.

An extremely girly scream nearly shattered Danny's right eardrum. He winced, raising his hand in an attempt to block the sound. Luckily for his hearing, it only lasted for a few moments. Any longer and he would have become partially deaf.

Concentration for a moment, Danny managed to create a glowing green ball hovering in the air in front of the two boys. By the light that this cast on his companion, he could see Dash's look of terror and panic soften.

Wanting to keep moving, Danny allowed the source of light to drift down the hall. The still-frightened quarterback followed eagerly, not about to be left in the dark again.

They walked on in this manner for quite some time, any conversation forced and tense. The truth was, they were both terrified of what was to come.

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Okay people, time for a vote! Do you want Dash to find out his secret? Should Danny tell him, be forced to change in order to save him, or should Dash just put two and two together? Please give me your opinion along with reasons to back it up. Your vote counts and will TOTALLY alter the ending of this fic either way. I must say, I was somewhat disappointed with Micro Management because Dash didn't find out. That is actually where some of the inspiration for this fic came from. I knew that it could mean bad things for the plotline of the whole show, but I still was upset, and want this to help make up for it.

(dances) Dash is afraid of the dark! Dash is afraid of the dark! ha ha ha, ha ha ha! ha ha ha, ha ha ha!

Next update will be on Saturday sometime, so check back!

So... go ahead and vote, let me know what you think about it so far.