Kitty is BACK! I am so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so sorry that to took so long. School is kind of stupid and homework should be renamed torture and I have barely anytime to write and I'm also a tad bit sick. *dramatically blows nose* *actually blows nose* But I'm here now! *jazz hands*

Before I start, and before the disclaimer, I have a shoutout to Ghost Guardian who has given one of the most energetic reviews I have seen by a person I am not in contact with. Shoutout to everyone else who has reviewed too! I would list all of your usernames but there are so many and I'm lazy. :P

I have also fixed the coronation part in chapter 8 that everyone was bugged on and a bit of chapter 1 while I was at it. Sorry, can't spell, and the red dotted line didn't show up so I figured I was fine. It's fixed now though.

Also, thank you so much everyone who has followed and favorited and shit. It means a lot to me. I'm doing this for you all!

I won't stall you anymore so disclaimer: I don't own the damnéd (sorry, my English class has been reading Shakespeare so I'm in that mood. Be warned. Also, there might be a few references in later chapters) show.

To read or not to read, that is the question...simple the answer is read so READ.

Chapter 9

Clockwork relished in this moment, it was not often that the future came out so, dare he say, perfect? He rarely used the word. Just as Sam and Danny, perfect was not a word he used lightly. Danny has already sealed their fate, it will only be a matter of time now. Clockwork chuckled as he watched the same battle he saw earlier on the same screen play out, a smile played on his lips as he shifted from his form of a young man to an old man and one of the many clocks in his tower began to ring. The spell has been cast.

Oh, how Clockwork loved the unexpected.

After hours after hours of walking, they did it. Granet, they were still nowhere near Danny's "friend," but they were finally at the neutral spot where they would finally get some sleep. They kind of wanted to know how far they had just walked, but knew it would be better if they didn't.

Danny clapped his hands together, just loud enough to get everyone's attention. "Alright, we're going to be camping here tonight," The class was to tired to groan at the thought, "And I was going to suggest eating before we settled down, but seeing as you all look as if you're going to pass out I feel it would be best to wait until morning."

The class dropped down to sit immediately, yet no one fell asleep.

One of the other cheerleaders whined. "Ugh. What time is it?" She groaned as she tried to sooth her aching calves.

"12:32." Danny answered, not missing a beat.

His classmates' heads shot up at how fast he answered. Mickey looked at the watch, which had a small crack that was not there before they left, and saw that Danny was correct. "Whoa...How-how did you know?"

Danny shrugged and gave no answer.

"Wow Mr. Fenton, you must have an amazing internal clock." Mr. Lancer said astounded.

Danny smiled. "Well, if you think mine is good, just wait until you see my godfather's. Now his is something." Danny, Sam, Tucker, and Valerie then started laughing and what everyone guessed was some weird inside joke. Another question added to the ever-growing list.

Tucker, surprisingly, was the next to speak. "We are going to have to wake up at six in the morning so we can stay on schedule. And-" He said, before the class could complain, "There will be no changing this. We'll eat a bit after we wake up before heading out. We're going to go through some bad territory tomorrow and it'll be best to get some sleep."

That class tiredly glared at Tucker. One of the jocks spoke up. "What if a ghost shows up if we're sleeping and attacks us?" He said.

Danny spoke. "There is going to be a watch rotation every hour. We're going to be taking turns. I'll watch first then J-uh, Dad will take the next. Then M-Mom, Mr. Lancer, then Sam, then Tucker, then Valerie. We'll change the rotation tomorrow if we're not there by then. If we keep at a good pace, we'll hopefully be there by eight." The class was quite happy to hear the last bit, but for some reason a certain jock wasn't. Something wasn't right in Dash's head at the moment; he was tired, and his feet hurt like hell, and he smelled which was totally not attractive, and Fenturd had been bossing him around. He didn't like that. So when Danny finished, Dash snapped and pushed his way to the front.

"Listen, Dan, I don't know what game you're playing at but-" Danny was cut off once he saw the faces of Danny's friends. Valerie, Sam, and Tucker shared a look of shock and fright, their eyes wide. Sam hands were covering her mouth to stifle a gasp.

Dash was confused for a nanosecond till he felt a cold glare aimed at his skull. Dash turned to see Danny's eyes inches from his, the normally baby blue eyes were dark and Dash could swear there were flecks of green. Are Fenton's eyes glowing?

Dash had never seen a glare, especially aimed at him, and from Fenton none the less. He felt as if he was going to burst into flames then his ashes were going to freeze on the spot. To say he was terrified was an understatement.

Danny gripped the front of Dash's shirt so hard his knuckles turned white. His face was pressed into a fierce sneer and Danny's eyes continued their dance of rage. Danny opened his mouth. "Never call me that, again." Danny voice was as cold as his skin, which felt more like ice than actual skin. It was it's same, deep baritone, but remained Dash of something. He couldn't remember though, the weird deja vu feeling overcame him.

Right now, all Dash wanted to do was run back home to his mom. Unfortunately, he couldn't do that, especially with his classmates watching. Dash's pride was everything to him, if he lost that who would he be? He needed to put on the brave act.

Dash pretended not to be intimidated as he gave a nervous smile and scoffed. "W-well yeah? Why not, Dan?"

Dash thought that he could not be any more terrified in his life. He was quickly proven wrong.

Danny pull the jock closer, making it so their noses were less than an inch apart from touching. His glare seem to intensify. "Because I will make you regret it," Danny spat out. "So you can call me anything other than that, or I will make you suffer in the worst way there is possible. Got it?"

Dash didn't even try to fight the fear. He had enough for one day so he quickly nodded his head and Danny let go of his hold. Dash fell back onto his butt and stayed there for a second. Everyone seemed to be too surprised to move. Or scared, either one. Danny scowled, yet his glare was mostly gone. "Go to bed, we leave first thing after breakfast."

Again, no one protest and hastily began to lay down to sleep. Dash separated himself slightly from the rest of the group.

Once Danny was sure the class was asleep, he took a shaky breath and held his head in his hands. Sam walked up and put a light hand on his shoulder. "I can't believe I did that…" Danny said. His voice was slightly muffled.

Sam backed him over to the other side of the path and gently put some pressure on his shoulders so he would sit down. Once Danny sat down, Sam sat beside him and the ghost boy leaned into her embrace. The goth began to run her fingers through his hair. Tucker and Valerie then sat on the side Sam was not occupying. No words needed to be said.

"I still can't believe I said that. I feel so bad." Danny said, his head was now out of his hands and on Sam's shoulder instead.

"We understand what happened with...him…wa hard. And no one is expecting you to forget it. It will be okay though. We're still here, we're still alive, and that's what matters right now. You know what your mom always says. 'Oi oulés eínai ypenthymíseis to̱n machó̱n parelthón, allá akómi̱ kai tóte exakolouthoún na metráne o̱s pli̱gés.'" (Translation: Scars are reminders of battles past, but even then they still count as wounds.)

Danny nodded and took another shaky breath in. "Thanks guys."

Valerie gave a comforting smile. "Hey, what are friends for?"

"Yeah dude."

Sam kissed his cheek. "We love you Danny, and nothing is going to change that."

"Come on, Team Phantom on three?"

One, two, three, Team Phantom!" The whispered together. They chuckled quietly among themselves until they realized they needed to get some sleep.

"Do you want us to keep guard with you?" Sam asked.

Danny shook his head. "No, you guys have your own shifts later and you need sleep too."

The three nodded at what their friend said and rested against each other. Valerie brought out a blanket she tried to always keep in her bag and flung it over the four friends. Sam kissed Danny one more time before attempting to fall asleep. She knew the real reason why he didn't want them up. He was in one of his moments, calming himself down. She knew that he would be able to if she was near, so the goth clung to his arm and could feel Danny relax slightly at her touch. She was his rock, and he was hers. If one crumbled so would the other.

She wouldn't let that happen.

A puff of blue mist flew from Danny's mouth. His eyes shot open and his body took an alert position. Sam's breath was harder to see since the color of the atmosphere was the same color, yet despite that she sprung up as well. Tucker and Val were right at their heels, ready for anything and everything.

The class heard something and began to wake up as well, curious about the commotion. Maddie and Mr. Lancer woke up as well. The only one not wake was Jack, who was suppose to be on guard right now.

"What-" Cue the yawn, "-is going on here?" Kwan asked.

No one answered. Then suddenly a cackle sounded from behind them. The class whipped around to find a strange looking white ghost dressed as a warden floating in front of them. The ghost's glowing green eyes gazing down at them, a sort of malevolent feeling behind them. Danny, Sam, Tucker, and Valerie crouched down into fighting positions. Maddie reached for the ectogun on her hip and a girly scream from Mr. Lancer woke up Jack who stumbled up, with his own ectogun in hand, and asked who took his fudge, a small thing of drool hanging off of his chin.

The ghost smirked at the class. "Well, well, well. Look at what I have here. Humans in the Ghost Zone." He said. He turned towards the four still in their fighting stances. His smirk grew wider.

"And that's against the rules."

And I am DONE! Whoa! That's a lot of writing. And I still hate being sick. Anyways, hope you enjoyed and review and all that shit!

The quote that Tucker said to Danny in Greek was actually one of mine. I needed something there so I came up with my own quote that Pandora (Danny spirit mom, more will be said later) has supposedly said. I think it was pretty good.

Just some simple questions to keep your mind sharp!

Why does Danny not like being called Dan? (This should be pretty obvious)

Did ANYONE get the clock joke I made at the beginning? I'm hilarious, admit it. I know.

I'll try to update when I can, which might be next weekend probably so keep an eye out for that! And think you all again you've been a wonderful audience!

That's all folks! EIRI̱NI̱! (It means PEACE you should know this by now)

~Kitty ='u'=