Well I'm back everybody, sorry for taking so long. I got distracted with personal stuff in my life. I did say it probably wouldn't happen again.

Now down to the point I got some major feedback about what I said about Sam in my authors notes in the last chapter. For starts I apologize if I offended anybody. I'm not saying that what I said was fact, I only said it was one writers opinion. This site is 'FanFiction' not 'FanFact'. I am not Butch Hartman, I am Mr. Aanonymous.

Word of warning, this is where things get dark. Possibly the darkest the story will possibly get. Which is good I guess. This is also the chapter where I wrote the chapter myself instead of my former partner. If any of you decide to review I'd like to hear your thoughts on our writing styles. Can you tell the difference?

Now about the actual chapter itself well... you'll see. Please read and review. I own nothing. Enjoy.

WHAT YOU WISH FOR

Chapter 6: Too Good To Be True

It was a cloudy overcast over the city of Amity Park. The only light in all of the concrete jungle was from the cars, trucks, and other vehicles driven by people as the sky was so dark it was almost as black as night. The rain poured down like a waterfall for as far as the eye could see. There was almost no one in sight on the streets as people didn't want to get wet from the rain, even if they had umbrellas as the wind was too strong and would rip them out of their hands. The storm was getting so bad that some of the drivers had to park their cars on the side of the street because they couldn't see where they were going.

People caught outside when the storm occurred were forced to take shelter in wherever they could find it. Places like restaurants, stores, gas stations. But the best place of shelter was the one everyone knew they could not be near to, let alone be in: Masters Manor.

The Manor looked to be hundreds of years old, or at least the main Manor was, with further additions added on decades later. It looked like a cross between what a real life version of Wayne Manor would actually look like mixed with a medieval castle that was built with modern construction materials. Only instead of it being midnight black it was chalk white. Surrounding the large estate was a thick blood red brick wall with sharp, rusted, arrow tipped spikes protruding out the top of the wall for security and intimidation. The only entrance was a large metal bar gate with the same rusted arrow tipped spikes at the top. It was a statement of Power, wealth, and status.

Down the lonely private road that led to the large intimidating entrance gate came a jet black Lincoln limousine with a chrome M engraved on the hood. The limousine drove up to and stopped at the front gate and stopped before waiting fir it to open. As it did the nearly medieval gate was pulled into the thick red brick wall gave a screeching noise that almost sounded like a scream.

Once the gate was completely inside of the blood scarlet wall the limousine drove on up the long weary lane to the Manor's garage. As it did one inside could see that the lawn of the large estate was completely landscaped. The majestic Kentucky blue grass was completely manicured, all the bushes and trees were neatly sheered. A small brown bird glided down from the sky and landed on top of the rusted arrow head spike in the brick wall and was instantly electrocuted. It fell to the ground dead...on the other side of course. Not a detail out of place in the estate. Even during the storm of the decade.

The classic black limousine drives up the lonely and unsettling road from the front gate to the front door of the Manor. Once it stops three men step out of the extravagant vehicle. One from the front passenger's seat and two from the VIP passengers seat. All were in matching black suits with equally black as night round sunglasses with scarlet fez's on their heads. The front passenger's henchman opened the front door while the other two stood next to the passenger section. One with an umbrella while the other opens the door.

The henchman with the umbrella opens it to protect the VIP passengers from the rain as the two step out of the limousine. The first VIP was an older man with fading gray hair that was in a pony tail that reached down to his shoulders. He was in a very expensive looking black suit with bright red pinstripes that matched his almost glowing red tie. The other VIP was a beautiful woman in a red dress, specifically a Red Halo Dress, that fits well with her curvy body. She had auburn hair in a futuristic bob cut.

Both of the VIP's looked almost unrealistically perfect under the umbrella as the storm rages around them, the wind and rain battering and tearing everything in its path. Even the henchmen were somehow unaffected and dry. Almost looking like white paper in a black folders in the shape of people.

The VIP's are escorted from the limousine up to the front door. The front passenger henchmen opens the door for the VIP's and his fellow comrades. Once inside the umbrella is closed and the group begin walking down eerily lit hallway. As they walk the woman VIP looks at her side and sees that on the walls are paintings of histories greatest conquerors. All in poses of victory over the bodies of slain foes.

One was of Alexander the great, his golden-like bronze armor bloody, his now dripping and scarlet sword in the air, he was clearly roaring in victory as he stood with one foot on the breast plate of Memnon of Rhodes at the battle of the Granicus River.

Another she could see was of Marcus Licinius Crassus, in full centurion armor on his black steed of war with his first legion behind him as they strut through the Appian Way with row's upon row's of crucified captured rebel slaves from the third servile war.

The third and final painting the woman saw was of the great Marcus Vipsanius Agrippa, later known as Augustus in a chalk white toga with a scarlet red belt around his waist, a scroll in one hand as he directed builders with his other as chained slaves and indentured servants built elaborate constructs of marble around him. A crowd cheering to the right of Augustus inside of thee marvelous pantheon itself.

Or so it said at the bottom of the paintings.

The woman was about to ask a question about the paintings but the moment she opened her mouth they reached a door at the edge of the hall. One of the fez henchmen opened the it and the other two escorted the VIP's in. When they entered the woman could see that the room had a largely red motif with black undertones. On one side of the room was an impressive stone fireplace with iron pokers and firewood at its sides. The other end of the room was an equally large bookshelf filled to the brim with a variety of novels, manuals, documentaries, and biographies. To the side of the bookshelf was a large comfortable looking pale yet dark red couch with black lines running down it, not unlike the male VIP's pinstripes. In the middle of the room was a large circular crimson bed with four posts at its sides with partially transparent red tinted drapes.

The woman walks into the room and up to the couch across the bookshelf and sets her hand bag on the throw pillow. She turns around at the man VIP. "I have to say, I'm impressed with all...this. Is it your usual bedroom or is it just a place you take your 'special house guests'?"

The man smirks. "Oh, only the best for you my dear."

The woman smirks back at the man while raising her left eyebrow as she walked back to him. Her breasts shifting and jiggling slightly with every step as she swayed her hips as she walked, her long curvy left leg sliding out of the dress's opening that ran to her upper thigh with every step to that side. It took every piece of the man's will to maintain eye contact with this wonderful woman as she made her way to him. 'Keep it together man. You've waited 20 years for this you can wait a little longer.'

As the woman was walking toward him, she slowed down her pace as much as she could. Loving the torment she was giving him simply by walking to him in her dress as a present from her sister. 'You were right Alicia, I do look great in this. He sure thinks so.' The woman thought as she finally made it up to the man. "Thats so sweet." She said before kissing him on the cheek. The woman stepped away and saw that the man cheeks were pinker than before. The woman's smirk grows as she gives him a seductive look. "Could you please give me a minute alone? I need to freshen up."

"Oh, certainly my dear. I'll leave a man outside the door. Tell him when your ready and I'll be right there." The man agreed before he snapped his fingers at his henchmen. Both him and his henchmen left the room. After the door was closed the man turned to the passengers seat henchman and ordered. "You, stay here and tell me when she's ready."

"Yes, boss." The fez henchman nodded. The man nodded himself as he and his other henchman left and started walking down the hallway to their left instead of their right which led to the front door.

Walking down the dimly lit hallway the man asked. "As wonderful as this night is, what about the other 'guest'?"

"She's right where you wanted her and hasn't moved." The lead henchman informed.

"Ah, good to hear. I do believe I have time for a short visit." The man says as he and his henchmen finally made it to the grand study. Similar to 'the chamber' that he had just left the woman in, the grand study was primarily red with black undertones. Also similar to the chamber the study had a bookshelf, only this bookshelf covered the entire far wall from left to right and the ground to the ceiling. But unlike the chamber it wasn't filled with novels and biographies. It was filled with cautionary tales and lessons for future and present conquerors like himself. Each book filled with the lessons and teachings of great men and women taken from every civilizations, people's, and mythologies of all corners of both earth and the ghost zone.

That wasn't all there was to the grand study. At the far right end of this knowledge hub there was a suitable fireplace that more than fit the definition of magnificent and for all intents belonged in a room called 'the grand study' as it was wide and reached up to top of the ceiling as an inferno roared inside of if. At about six feet off the ground the opening of the pit to the fireplace ended and a granite slab began and a hard stone like concrete was just behind it and continued all the way to the top of the ceiling. On the top of the granite slab was a series of books ranging from the epic of Gilgamesh on its left to the Book of Genesis itself on its right.

The man across the crimson red carpet to the fireplace with his two henchmen behind him. When he reached the fireplace he grabbed the book to the center right which was none other than classic tale of Pandora's box. The man half pulled the book from the stack on the fireplace before it refused to budge another inch. The man then let go of the book which then retracted into the stack once more. Seconds after it did the flames ceased in the fireplace before the stone walls of the pit and the outer wall of the chimney opened up and dropped into the ground and a metal and chrome floor replaced it that led into a mysterious dark doorway.

"It always freaks me out when it does that." The fez henchman to the left said as the other one nodded in agreement.

"Come now," The man said as he walked into the dark entrance. "lets not keep either of my lovely guests waiting."

XXX

The man and his two fez henchmen walked into the dark entrance and moments later they were inside of a state of the art laboratory. Unlike almost every other part of the Manor, the secret lab wasn't red with black undertones but instead was chrome with neon pink. Also unlike the rest of the manor the lab wasn't just one extravagant, nearing pompous room but was in fact a large multi level bunker. Which while separated by floors and levels each deck was transparent fiberglass instead of the metallic and silvery bottom floor and as one henchman noticed he could see his own reflection when he looked down.

At the middle deck of the secret laboratory bunker was what appeared to be a full armory with weapons of all kinds. Ranging from simple ecto-hand guns to what appeared to be assault rifles, to even heavy battle weapons which included ecto missile launchers. The deck below that appeared to be section dedicated specifically to surveillance equipment ranging from small spy bugs that looked like vampiric beetles to even everyday commercial and publicly owned drones. All with a chalk white outer casing with neon pink undertones. The deck above the armory looked more like an archaeologist's study as it was filled with old tomes and parchments of ancient writings ranging a multitude of people's and society's from a variety of places throughout both the human world and the ghost zone. On the bottom floor in the center was a singular large chrome chamber which its glass casing showed it contained something that was glowing neon pink that slowly changed into glowing neon green and then glowing neon blue and so on.

Beyond all this mysterious mad science was on the top deck. The only section of this infernal lab that had anything living...or rather undead.

The man grabbed hold of the railing of the zig-zagged stairway and began walking high and higher, ignoring the other lower decks with his fez henchmen in tow. When they finally made it the man and his henchman met a blank floor with nothing inside of it...nothing but a single person sitting in a chair. The single person being a beautiful woman in a white blouse at least one size too small, a particularly form fitting mini skirt, and a ridiculous tan trench coat and fedora, sitting alone on a fold up metal chair reading none other than The Immortals of Meluha. The man walked over to the woman and stood in front of her not ten feet away but the only reaction being the woman turning the page of her book. The man raised his eyebrow and after several moments the man noticed that this new woman had not discovered his presence yet. Raising his fist to his mouth the man mockingly coughed.

Instantly the new woman raised her head from her book and looked at the man. With an impatient sigh the new woman asked. "Well?"

***Last Night***

After Desiree's change of heart, she made her way back to the modern palace of the somber girl and standing in front of the gates. Desiree took a deeper look at the Manson Manor through the iron bars of the front gate and found the shrubbery was second rate at best and the architecture was barely fit for a public setting if they were back in medieval India.

"No, shrubbery in the shape of animals and no marvelous flower covered monoliths, not even a grand fountain? Ughhhh! Where are the arc's, the statues, the walk ways? Has this modern world lost all extravagance? This 'palace' is nothing more than a large western house with a better gate!"

Rubbing her temple Desiree tried to wipe away the rampant disappointment before she walked up to the front gate. The former genie reached out to the metal gate but the second she touched the bars she pulled her hand back with a loud hiss of pain. Rubbing her hand as she looked down she instantly saw that it was in fact smoking, and not by her own power. Rubbing away the smoke and soot Desiree's murderous scowl turned into a smile of relief. "I'm finally powerful enough to be affected by iron... Meh, you take the good with the bad."

Desiree walked away from the gate and to the brownish red brick wall and pushed her uninjured hand against it. Closing her eye's tight she used all her concentration, Desiree's hand up to her mid forearm phases through the wall. Excited Desiree pulls back her hand and in pure delight grinned in satisfaction. After her moment was over Desiree turned back to the wall and after closing her eyes again used concentrated and her body slowly flickered invisible and intangible. Quickly loosing power Desiree jumped at the Brick wall and phased through it and falling flat on her face on the disgusting but very manicured lawn. Shifting herself onto her back Desiree looked back at the wall she just phased through with a victorious smirk. "Yes, my powers are coming back...I can have my revenge."

XXX

On the bed in the teenage Manson's bed room the legendary self proclaimed protector, in full ghost form, of amity park was lying down on top of the transformed heir of the Manson family, his hands around her large D-cup size breasts, squeezing and groping them as he kissed the side of her neck. All the while Sam herself moaned to heaven itself as she gripped tight the back of his white hared head with one had and the his lower back with her other. Danny soon slid his hands from her large and bouncing breasts to her side, to her back, and then down to her butt, gaining a firm grip on her almost too supple behind with both hands. Sam wrapped her arms around Danny's neck while simultaneously sliding her legs around his waist.

Using his power of flight, Danny raised them both off the bed and for a few moments hovered right there in midair as the ghostly knight slowly kissed up from the fine modern maiden's neck to her lips, parting them with his own and met her tongue with his. Their tongues danced with each other, caressing each other in her mouth and then in his and then in-between the two as they made out above the bed.

But unbeknown to the two lovers just outside of Sam's door the object of their forgotten hunt was there and ready for a fight. The former ghost Genie leaned her ear against the door and hears the all too familiar sound for a former harem girl: Heated fucking. With a menacing smile Desiree backs away from the door and raises her hand before igniting her finger tips in green flames. "Vināśa kē kālī dēvī, isa jalā aura sabhī asahya mūrkha bēṭī rakhatī ha-"

Desiree is stopped as a cold black leather glove gripped her mouth tight and pulled her back. Desiree fully ignites her hands and swings at the arm of the hand but both of her wrist is grabbed by other cold black gloves. Both of her wrists are painfully and quickly pulled to her lower back. Desiree tries to bite down on the mouth on her face but the second she puts any pressure on the leather coated fingers the glove glows neon pink. Finally turning to the hands owner the ghost genie sees that it belongs to none other than the other powerful halfa: Vlad Plasmius.

"Oh don't panic my dear. Just stay quiet. We wouldn't want to interrupt them now would we?" Vlad mockingly asked as he pulled her right up to his face, his fangs fully exposed, his eyes glowing with murderous intent. Desiree looked back as best she could to see who exactly was keeping her arms restrained only to find out that it was in fact two duplicates of Plasmius himself giving her the same murderous yet smug look.

At that moment three giant neon green vultures in red fez's and black round sunglasses phased through the walls and floated in the hallway. "Hey boss, what do you want us to do?"

"Take her back to the lair." Vlad ordered as both of his duplicates dragged Desiree over to the vulture henchmen. The lead henchman grabbed the ghost genie's wrists with its talons. Desiree opened her mouth to scream but before even one iota of sound escaped Vlad shot a glob of pure purple ectoplasm which encompassed her entire mouth from just under her nose to half way down her neck. "And keep her quiet."

The vulture henchmen nodded as the one holding Desiree and the one to its side spread its wings and floated through the ceiling and out of sight. The final vulture henchman turned to his leader and asked. "What do you want to do with the kids? Because if your planning on ah, 'interrupting' them naahhhh...I gotta warn yah. Butting in on that, at his age...Well we'd have one angry ghost boy on our feathers."

"No, we'll leave them be...for now. I have much more important things on my scheduled today. Hopefully young Daniel does as well, like finding a real woman." Vlad scoffed as he turned toward the wall. "Come, its time to leave."

XXX

Desiree struggles with all her might, tugging and pulling against the talons gripping her wrists together as they carry her through the air as she is unable to see anything. The former ghost genie is far from frightened as even though she is blind as a no-eyed observer thanks to the bag on her head she is confident that if the vultures to drop her she is powerful enough to survive the fall. "Quit squirming, yah washed up she witch, we're almost there." This only made Desiree struggle and kick harder against her winged captor. The henchbird sighed. "Hey, lazy feathers. You gonna do something or what?"

"What do you want me to do?"

"Grab her feet or something. The boss will roast us for dinner if we break any of his smeshnoy stuff." The lead henchbird ordered.

Turning around the other henchbird grabbed both of the ghost genies's ankles with his talons. "Why would he blame us for her braking his stuff? She's a reality warper. She could make the human sky look like a Crayola box if she wanted."

"Not anymore. Didn't you hear? The ghost boy's helper turned her human."

"Egg shells, you serious?" The lieutenant henchbird asked as they turned a corner while inside of the sack on her head Desiree's eyes glowed a neon baby blue in anger at the reminder of the one responsible for her fall from grace.

"Ooohhh yeah, didn't you think it was a bit weird that we were carrying across town one of thee most powerful ghosts around and all she did was kick and squirm?"

"I just thought her and the boss were having a t'ing or whatever."

"A t'ing?" The lead henchbird asked as he led his dimwitted lieutenant into the grand all.

"How should I know? He doesn't tell us anything. Speaking of which do you know the next time we're getting paid?" The henchbird asked as they flew up to the grand fireplace.

"I can't remember the last time we got paid." The lead henchbird answered before he bit down on 'Pandora's box' with his beak and pulled it out. He let go of it and the fireplace retracted and opened into the secret lair.

"I swear, we're from a dimension of unspeakable horrors and rotting monsters and that is still creepy." The lieutenant henchmen said as he and his leader flew Desiree into the bunker.

"Yeah, well we work for a creepy man. Where did the boss say he wanted us to take this fool?" The lead henchbird asked as they both just hovered in the stairway.

"I don't know, he just said take her to the liar and keep her quiet." The lieutenant answered and the second he did Desiree managed to slide out her right ankle and kicked the henchbird in the face...only for her foot to phase through and come out on the other side. "Hehe, nice try honey." The lieutenant grabbed her ankle again with his talon. "Your still too weak to hurt us. She's feisty. Lets take her to the ghost shield cells."

"Works for me." The lead henchbird said as he and his lieutenant floated to the top level of the bunker and flew over to the only section of the floor with any furniture. A standard metal folding chair to be precise. Once they directly over it both henchbirds unceremoniously dropped the ghost genie on the piece of cheap steel.

Desiree landed on her right side directly on the seat of the brown painted cheap metal chair, creating a large 'clang' when she made contact before falling further on the ground. On the floor Desiree held her right side with her left hand as she pulled off the sack on her head with her right. "Āpa pakṣiyōṁ bēvakūpha hō! Maiṁ aṅga sē aṅga āpakō alaga cīra aura āpa vināśa kī dēvī kō bhunā hu'ā hōgā!"

As her rant continued the lead henchbird flew over to the control panel at the far end of the room and pushed the big red button. The second he did a large glowing transparent circular energy cypher encircled the ghost genie. The two vulture henchbirds then flew over to just in front of the energy cypher. The second they landed they were met by a furious ghost genie as she shot up off the ground and floated over to them, her eye's erupting neon blue flames as her hands raised and pressed against the energy field ignited a green inferno. The vultures backed away in fright as they balked. "Aiṁ tumhēṁ jalā dēgā! Maiṁ tumhēṁ jalā dēgā! Āpa mujhē suna rahē haiṁ? Maiṁ tuma jalā dēgā!"

Backing away further the two henchbirds looked at each for a moment before turning back at their captive. The lieutenant vulture looked at this leader. "I thought the boss said she was harmless?"

The mere moment he asked that Desiree's hands and eye flames grew smaller and smaller and the former ghost genie backed away from the energy shield and fell back on the very same chair she was oh so painfully dropped on not minutes before. When her flames finally faded to smoke Desiree rubbed her temples. "Kyōṁ maiṁ itanā kamajōra mahasūsa karatē haiṁ."

"Huh, I guess she is." The lead vulture said as he glided right up the force field and pecked it. "Thanks for the light show. That roust was better than the human's Fourth of July."

"Maiṁ yahām̐ sē calē jā'ō, maiṁ ēka gid'dha aṇḍē khōjanē kē li'ē aura muśkila āpa kē sāmanē yaha phōṛā karanē kē li'ē jā rahā hūm̐." Desiree said giving the vulture a murderous glare.

"English bitch! Do you speak it?" Asked the lieutenant henchbird.

"Oh, she does." Vlad announced as he and their brother floated up from the floor behind them. "She's just too angry to care."

"Boss!" Both the leader and lieutenant vulture said at the same time.

"Is she secure?" Vlad asked.

"Yes, ghost shield is up and running! The little minx tried to break through. Didn't work out so well for her though."

"Excellent."

"But boss we gotta warn you she's getting her powers back." The lead vulture warned.

"What do you mean?"

"She looked like someone set Rainbow Bright on fire a minute ago." The lieutenant vulture explained.

Vlad and the other vulture henchbirds looked at the lieutenant for a moment. Vlad then looked back at the weakened former ghost genie and rubbed his chin in deep thought. "Huh, interesting." Vlad tapped on the energy shield. "Can you hear me my dear?"

Desiree looked at the mad ghost hybrid and slammed her fist on the same spot Vlad tapped on the ghost shield before opening up her hand to give him the bow finger.

"Ah, well its good to see your regaining your spirit along with your powers. But enough with the games-" Vlad announced as a black circle appeared around his waist before it separated in two. One black circle shifted from his waist down to his feet while the other circle shifted up to a good six inches beyond his head. All the while Vlad Plasmius's white vampiric, almost satanic suit and cape disappeared and a black suit with bright red pinstripes and a matching red tie appeared in is place. As did Plasmius's horn looking raven black hair and glowing red eyes, which was replaced with a white pony tail and midnight blue eyes. "Its time to get down to business."

As Desiree sat there in the chair surprised, Vlad walked over to the control console at the end of the room next to the stairway. Once he did he pressed a 3 button numerical code into the lock on the wall. The second he did that, what Desiree thought was a stone wall opened up into a cabinet carrying bottles upon bottles of beverages. Vlad reached for a brown bottle and two small empty glasses at the bottom and poured. Turning around with the two half poured glasses in his had Vlad asked. "Brandy?" Desiree just continued her confused stair at the experienced and powerful halfa. Vlad shrugged as he set down the second glass on top of the control consul.

Taking a sip of his own glass Vlad walked back up to the formerly powerful ghost genie. "You might be wondering as to how your actually being contained. What you are sitting in is called a 'ghost shield.' Not very imaginative, I know but it gets the job done. Now your more than likely thinking why its still holing you as you've lost your spectral energy. Well, the one your in is designed to hold both ghosts and humans. Its just a little something I cooked up. It never hurts to be prepared."

Desiree rolled her eyes. "You have a very high opinion of yourself don't you?"

Vlad shrugged disinterested. "Shouldn't I? But enough about me. This is about you. How did you come to be... this?"

With a coy smile Desiree answered. "I'm surprised your asking. The phantom and his whelps have been trying to find me and failed every time, but you? You caught me at the girl's palace when no one should have known I was there. How is that?"

Vlad arrogantly chuckled before he took a sip of his brandy. "Simple. I am a man of power. When I came here all I owned was the manor that I had built. Or rather that is what the people of this 'fine' city believe anyway. The truth, or what I am willing to disclose at the moment, is that months prior to when I even began packing I used my vast wealth to purchase as many of the security companies that mainly operate in Amity Park and those I couldn't I put out of business. While I sent my own personal surveillance drones to observe. I have had eye's on young Daniel, the Fentons and all those in their lives for quite some time now. So when you showed up at the young Manson's Manor I knew. I also know that young Mr. Foley has been placed under house arrest awaiting trial on charges of underage intoxication and rape while possessing contraband ghost weapons modified from Fenton works."

"BAH!" Desiree scoffed. "Back in my day if a boy were charged with those crimes he would have had his head on a spike."

Vlad gave Desiree an appointed knowing look. "Really, a boy back in medieval India would have had 'his head on a spike' for that?" Desiree refused to answer Vlad's question and simply folded her arms and angrily crossed her left leg over her right. "Alright then. Anyway, I say all this because I know that young Daniel and his companion have spent the last few days searching the local mall. The very same place that Mr. Foley had been arrested. It didn't quite make any sense until I looked into it and noticed that according to my drones there had been recent ecto energy steadily climbing in that building. At first I thought it was just residual from the attack at the ghost convention and Skulker's battle with young Daniel. But after reading the reports sent to me by my drones, and then young Manson turning from a child into a the body of an adult. It was getting even more confusing. I didn't know what to think. Right up until I saw you at the Manson's manor looking like this-" Vlad said gesturing at his prisoner. "Then it all came together. Well mostly. I still don't know how you became what you are. I was expecting a fight when I came to the manor. Thinking that you were simply in disguise but when I captured you the most you did was squirm like a sheep." Desiree gave a pouting grunt. Vlad's smirk grew. "Now, I gave my explanation, tell me yours. Share with the class."

Desiree stares down the halfa for a few moments. Vlad smugly returns the stare as he takes another sip of his brandy. Desiree uncrosses her arms and stands up before walking to the edge of the energy field. "At the human gathering, I granted wishes to those fools. I fed on the energy of the chaos and their desires. I had no fear of those backwaters finding me as they were too busy hunting and fighting the very things they wished for as I watched from a safe distance...or so I thought. The phantom's helper, the strange one who loves machines, found me. He defeated me. I wouldn't allow myself to be put into the thermos. So he hit me with a device that peeled away my ectoplasm one layer at a time. Taking my powers along with it. Leaving only what you see."

"Hmmm, interesting. Tell me, how did you escape?" Vlad asked.

"The parents of the phantom appeared in their usual buffoonery. Distracting the phantom's helper and allowing me to escape in the chaos."

"Ha," Vlad chuckled. "That does not surprise me. The Fentons do like to snatch victory away at the last moment. Even from their own allies." Vlad takes another sip of his brandy. "Now it sounds to me like the 'ghost peeler' was used."

"The 'ghost peeler'?"

"Yes, the Fentons like to give their inventions ridiculous names. Its designed to strip away ectoplasmic energy. It was used only once out in the field and that was on Spectra. Though it was nothing like this."

"How did it effect her?" Desiree asked intrigued.

"Similar to what happened to you: All the ectoplasm was ripped from her, layer after layer. It left her looking like an old human woman. A pathetic shrill of her former powerful self. Nothing like you. Interesting, no. That's the wrong word. This is fascinating. Of the two hybrids in existence, both were humans infused with ghost DNA. But you? You had your spectral energy ripped from you and it turned you into a human. I don't think that has ever happened before. I would like to know how that is possible."

"I would like to know as well Plasmius." Desiree stated while folding her arms again.

"We will find out together. As soon as my machines are done. They are highly advanced and are currently scanning you as we speak to find an answer to our questions." Vlad said gesturing to the large consuls and monitors at the end of the room.

Desiree looked over at the blinking machines, or rather as much of the machines as she could see as the three giant glowing ghost vultures and their 'boss' were blocking her view of a lot of it. Turning back to Vlad, who was pouring himself another glass, Desiree raised her eye brow intrigued. "I have to say Plasmius, I'm impressed. Anyone who's anyone in the ghost zone knows who you are. Your a powerful and ambitious one with much influence. But I have to ask. Where did your power on earth come from?"

Plasmius's smirk returned in full force at Desiree's statement as he took another sip from his fresh glass. "After my...recovery from my transformation, I used my new found powers to gain influence and wealth."

Desiree chuckles. "Oh, this might surprise you but I approve. I can even relate to using your powers to your advantage in the world."

"A former harem girl voicing her approval of using learned talents to gain power. Surprising." Vlad scoffed. Desiree's understanding smile disappeared and her glare returned. "Don't give me that look, Desiree. I am happy to hear that you approve. Its always good to find a kindred spirit."

"I'm sure you had the same thought when you first met the Phantom...right up until he revealed he has the opposite philosophy." Desiree inquired as she saw Vlad's arrogant smirk instantly vanish.

"Daniel is an idealistic child raised by diluted fools in clown suites. As soon as that boy grows and ventures into the real world away from his parents he'll learn...or I will make him learn." Vlad stated with a disappointed frown that gradually evolved into a malicious, almost homicidal thousand yard stare.

Desiree looked at the maniacal expression on her capturer's face. Sensing an opportunity Desiree unwrapped her trench coat's waist wrap. Desiree slyly stuck her chest out and carefully slid off the thick tan overcoat, emphasizing her glorious, almost behemoth brown breasts in the tight white button shirt. This caught Vlad's eye as he unintentionally and with a surprised expression looked down at her distraction. Seeing her capturer's lowered guard the former harem girl turned around and hung it on the metal folding chair as slowly as she was able to without seeming suspicious to show off her magnificent luscious behind in the tight black miniskirt.

Turning back around Desiree looked on in a confident smirk at her 'captive' as she saw how captivated by her he was, seeing his eyes squared right on her heavy cleavage showing shirt. Desiree then sat down on the chair and just to add more onto the fire the former harem girl crossed right leg over her left to show off her nylon clad supermodel legs. With the same confident, almost arrogant smirk as the halfa had not minutes ago Desiree asked. "You mentioned that those machines were, ah...scanning me? Where did you get them?" she asked as she dangles her foot seductively, highlighting her leg.

Snapping out of his stupor, Vlad gave a light cough as he readjusted his tie. "As I said. During my time gaining power and wealth I overshadowed many wealthy business owners into sighing away their assets to me."

"Did those companies create those machines?"

"Ha, no they did not. I only use their resources and materials. I built all of them myself." Vlad smugly answered. Desiree raised her eye in surprise. Seeing this Vlad explains. "While it might surprise you I was a scientist back in my youth. Most of it dealt with spectral energy."

"Ah, so thats how you became who you are. But that's not all of it is there? The Fentons?"

Vlad gives a condescending laugh. "Oh, yes. We were the best of friend's back when we were young." Vlad's arrogant smile left him and was replaced with a warning frown. "But I warn you. Do not compare me to them. Maddie might be enough to be considered my intellectual equal, however unlikely that might be. Jack on the other hand, is an idiot savant with all the technical knowledge of a corpse."

"Ironic choice of words given his profession as a ghost hunter." Desiree laughed.

Vlad's smile returns as he laughs as well. "Quite"

"As enjoyable it is to jester with you. What do you want with me?" Desiree impatiently asked.

"Simple, I wish to make us partners." Vlad said picking up his brandy after his long separation from it. Vlad see's his captive raise her eye brow again. "I see that your surprised. You shouldn't be. I am one of thee most powerful beings in both the human world and the ghost zone. But if Pariah Dark's incursion taught me anything its that there are more powerful beings out there: Artifacts, spectral lords, Pagan gods...even ghosts like you Desiree." Vlad explained before taking a sip of his drink. "You are a reality warper. Few things are more powerful than you. I propose that I help you regain your former powers and in exchange I study your ever step along the way to learn to change reality like herself."

"Is that even possible?" Desiree asked intrigued.

"I believe it is. When I was first changed I gradually gained almost every ghost power known. Your reality warping powers are being one of the few exceptions. I am confident that I will gain them as soon as I learn how. If it is not that simple then I will use whatever resources I make it possible."

"I am regaining my powers already." Desiree said lifting up her hand and ignites her fingers in green flame before they quickly fizzle into smoke.

"Yes, but you are currently unstable. The last time I met an unstable ghost they turned into pure ectoplasm." Vlad took a long sip of his brandy for dramatic effect. "Do you really want to risk it?"

Desiree gives her capture a suspicious look. "If you really wanted to help me regain my powers all you had to do was say so and I would have gladly come along. Why do you have me in your glorified Pin̄jarā?"

Vlad gestures to the containment field. "This very same 'Pin̄jarā' is for your instability. As for why I kidnapped you? Its to show you how utterly at my mercy you are." Vlad explained before he snapped his fingers. The metal floor below the former ghost genie generated a powerful electric current that jolted up not only the steel chair but also Desiree's legs. Electrocuting the once powerful ghost, forcing her out of the chair and down on her knees as she wailed in agony.

Enjoying the sight of the ghostly tease for a moment as she twitched and screamed in agony Vlad snapped his fingers and instantly the electric pulses stopped and Desiree on the floor, cringing in pain at her now numb body. Uncaring if she could actually hear him Vlad announced. "You were also going to interrupt young Daniel's first time. We all know how important that is."

Furious, blue flames ignited on Desiree's eyes as she angrily jolted up on her feet before yelling. "Why do you care!?"

"Personally, I don't. I can't fathom what young Daniel sees in the Manson girl. But for the foreseeable future young Daniel is distracted more so than he has ever been. If you interrupted them than that would be all over. Young Daniel would ruin my plans and I can't have that."

Igniting her hands in flames along with her eyes Desiree angrily asks. "What do you want? You have near unrivaled power, limitless wealth, and endless resources. What could you possibly want?"

Vlad looses his smug smile. "I want what was taken from me! I want the life that should have been mine." Vlad then throws his brandy against the wall smashing the glass and splattering the brown liquid everywhere."It was Jack's idiocy that ruined my chances with the woman I loved. With me out of the way that fool married her and they raised a family together. A family that should have been mine!"

Desiree dissipated her flames as she could not believe what she's hearing. One of the most powerful beings she had ever met is whining about a human woman. "You'd give up your kingdom for a mere mortal?"

Vlad's eyes glow neon violet as he gave a death glare at the former spectral genie. "There is nothing 'mere' about this mortal. Once I learn your powers I will have my kingdom and the woman I love."

Sensing an opportunity Desiree gives a coy smile. "If that is what you want I can give you both."

Turning back to the ghost genie Vlad asks skeptically. "Really?"

Putting on her famous 'sales smirk' Desiree explains. "My powers are getting stronger with each passing wish. I've learned that the stronger the desire, the more power I gain through the wish." Desiree slowly steps toward the edge of the field again, swaying her hips as she does so. When she makes her final step she sticks out her chest which unintentionally breaks the top button on her shirt, causing her magnificent double D-cup breasts to bounce up and down. Now thanks to the ripped off button the shirt gives the halfa a perfect view. None too bothered by this 'happy' accident Desiree folds her arms together under her breasts, propping them up. Making her brown breasts look even larger inside of the tight white silk button shirt. "Its obvious that your desire for the Fenton Matriarch is very strong. If you wish it to be, you will have your woman tonight and I will feed off of that desire."

Unable to resist the harem girl's charms Vlad almost thoughtlessly stared down at Desiree's breasts before slapping his hand over his face, blocking his view and knocking him out of his delusion. "Do you think I'm a fool? Did you honestly think this could manipulate me?"

Desiree continues her smirk. "Well, it did control a powerful sultan for quite some time. But no. I don't think you are a fool. I know that any attempt would fail on you as you'd see it coming. As you just did. Besides, your so powerful any manipulation wouldn't have any real effect."

Vlad arrogantly laughs. "Too true. But say if I were to make a wish. Why wouldn't I ask for the entire family that should have been mine instead of one person?"

"I'm sorry to say that I'm still too weak for more than one. The last time someone wished for just two under control it failed...miserably."

Vlad rubs his chin in deep thought, cautiously contemplating the offer before him. As he does Desiree grows more and more impatient and desperate. 'This has to work. This Pāgala ādamī will turn me into his slave if I don't find a way to control him. Time to stir Pŏṭa.' Desiree thought as she playfully, teasingly walked over to the left of the ghost shield, swaying her hips as she did. "Come now Vlad. I've met the object of your desire. Madeline, was her name? She is a powerful enemy for someone like me. Powerful, intelligent and more importantly beautiful."

This got Vlad's attention as he looked directly at Desiree's face as she slyly smirked at him. "Beg your pardon?"

Desiree's smirk grew. "I must say Vlad, may I call you Vlad? For someone so powerful and well known, no one has seen you with...finer company." Vlad angrily turns to his right. "Has it all been for this Madeline? I can understand why. Her long elegant legs, her supple behind, and lets not forget her wondrous breasts. All that inside of that blue battle garment she wears. For clothing meant for battle it wouldn't look out of place where I was from...and her face is a pretty sight as well." Desiree see's Vlad as he stares back at her in clear decades long frustration and longing. Sensing victory at hand Desiree playfully walks back to in front of Vlad. "I can make her yours. Think about it Vlad...she has been in a 'enduring marriage'. She must know a few arts below the sheets." Desiree raises up her right hand and ignites her fingers in green flame. "Make your wish."

Vlad stares at the ghost temptress for a moment, clear uninhibited desire on his face. "I wish Maddie was mine."

With a victorious yet sinister smile Desiree raised her hands up into the air and snapped her fingers. Suddenly her hands ignited in green flames and bright blue smoke enveloped the entire room, inside and outside the ghost shield. "So you wish it. So shall it be!"

***Meanwhile, at Fenton Works***

With welding gun in hand Jack Fenton, in his regular orange jump suit, melting the corners of another thick pure iron sheet of metal onto the left side of his prized specter speeder. Picking up the latch attachment Jack begins welding the metal part to the very same sheet of metal he had just applied. Across the room the Matriarch of the Fenton clan, Maddie was at the work bench disassembling one of the many specter deflectors.

Flipping up his welding helmet Jack turns to his left and sets down his welding gun on the table next to him on top of a blue sheet of paper. Turning back to his full right Jack wiped off the sweat from his forehead. "Whooo, the Fenton Bazooka vehicle attachment is underway. I'll have this puppy ready for war in just a few hours."

"Thats great to hear Jack." Maddie said as she ripped out a large battery from the glorified belt. "At least something in here works. This specter deflector I'm working on has had it. Its too burnt out to recover so I'm just breaking it down for parts."

"Awwww. Do you have to do that? It was the first one we made together after the prototype." Jack asks despondent.

"I know its sad Jack but it has to be done. We aren't made of money." Maddie tries to reason as she grabs the Fenton hammer from the Fenton tool box next to her and jammed the claw section in between the personal anti-ghost shield and the outer casing before trying to pry the two apart.

"Hey if we need some extra cash I'm sure Vladdie wouldn't mind giving us a loan." Jack mindlessly suggested as the blue paper underneath the welding gun began to smoke.

Sighing Maddie pulls out the hammer and sets it down on the table before turning to her husband. Remembering her and Danny's weekend with her husband's best friend at his cabin Maddie tries her hardest not to cringe. "O-o-oh we shouldn't assume on Vlad honey."

"Nonsense." Jack scoffed. "I'm sure Vladdie would be happy to do it."

Gently shaking her head Maddie picks up her hammer and tries again to pry apart the P.A.G.S. from the specter deflector. "We don't need anymore money Jack. We're doing fine."

Completely ignorant to his wife's obvious discomfort Jack suggests. "You know its been a while since we've seen o'l Vladdie. Think we should go and visit?"

Maddie immediately cringed at the mere consideration. Loudly dropping her hammer on the table from the shock Maddie turns around to her husband. Maddie takes a deep inhale to try and gain the nerve to tell her husband she won't go see him or allow Jack, but when she does she smells something in the air. "Do you smell smoke?"

The Fenton patriarch takes a whiff of the air in his lab he panics when he does indeed smell smoke. Turning around he sees that the blue prints on the table have been set aflame under the Welding gun. Screaming in fright Jack runs to the stairway entrance to his lab. "Quick to the Fenton fire extinguisher!"

When he got at the corner Jack reached for the metal box on the wall and punched it as hard as he could, jack smashed off the thin sheet metal door opening the compartment, even though it was unlocked, and immediately pulled out the red fire extinguisher that had his face on it and ran back to the very fire his idiocy created. Pointing the discharge nozzle at the fire Jack pulls the lever and sprays the anti-flame foam at the small inferno.

Across the lab at the work bench Maddie is watching all of this take place trying desperately not to sigh in relief as she knows that thanks to this little 'incident' her short attention spanned husband would have forgot about anything involving the creepy billionaire. As she thought this her vision was impaired by light blue smoke that enveloped her face and then her head. Swatting it away as best she could her mind began to numb and cloud over.

With the fire truly dead Jack put down the extinguisher. "Whoooo, that was a close one." Hearing no reply from his wife Jack turns around at the work bench but sees it empty. Looking around at the stairway Jack sees his wife walking up the stairs out of the basement. "Where you going babycakes?"

While still walking up the stairs Maddie says in a monotone, almost robotic voice. "I'm going to get some spare parts."

"Great to hear honey." Jack yells before shrugging and then turning back around and grabbing his welder.

XXX

Leaning back into the metal folding chair Desiree crossed her right leg over her left in boredom. Desiree looked around the room and she could see that two of the vulture henchmen staring at her. Not through any malice conviction but merely obligated watch duty as their 'boss' is out of the room. But at that exact moment, in his full vampiric ghost form Vlad Plasmius appeared, phasing through the floor. Angry and frustrated Vlad hovered though the air until he was directly in front of the ghost shield. "It has been hours she-witch and still not so much as a hint of Maddie Fenton."

Sighing Desiree uncrossed her legs and stood up. "I don't know what to tell you. I cast the spell and I felt the power from your wish. Something must have happened."

Hearing what he did not want to listen to Vlad's hands glowed a neon pink. "I have waited 20 years for this. I've waited long enough. If I find that my wish wasn't granted and soon I will personally guarantee you that my experiments will be as painful as possible." A hard high stakes staring contest erupted between the former ghost genie and the powerful halfa. Both of their eyes burning respective signature flames. His patients at an end, Vlad raised his head ready to snap his fingers to electrocute his captive.

But before he could put his fingers together the third vulture henchman glided through the transparent floor and perched on the control consul next to his brother. "Boss, you have a guest at the front door."

Turning to the henchbird Vlad angrily asks. "Well, who is it?"

"I don't' know precisely boss. She said her name was Maddie and that you knew her."

Vlad looks at his henchbird for a moment before turning back to Desiree with a blank look on his face as she gives him a smug smirk. Suddenly two black rings appear around Vlad and change him back to his human form. Turning to the stairway Vlad announces. "Computer, sentry mode. You three follow me and transform into your public forms."

"Yes boss." The lead henchbird answered as he and his two brothers enveloped themselves in their own wings before their green ectoplasm morphed them into black suit clad humans with the only similarities to their ghost forms being the red fez's and black circular sunglasses.

As Vlad walked down the front door in side of the grand entry hall he ordered. "You two, cover the exits. You, stay just out of site. We don't know if this is a trick yet. Be prepared for anything." The henchbirds nodded as they moved to their positions. Vlad then walked to the front door and took a deep breath before opening it. The second he did he was met with what could be the most beautiful thing he had seen in 20 years. At his front door was none other than Maddie Fenton, standing in a quite literally stunning red dress that highlighted her trim figure and large breasts while carrying a light brown hand bag on her left shoulder. After a moment of just standing there admiring her body Vlad lightly coughed as he readjusted his red tie. " M-Maddie, what brings you here? And may I say how lovely you look."

Maddie gives a dreamily smile. "Oh I just thought I'd come by and say...hello."

Vlad grinned. "Well, I'm happy to hear tha-"

"Vlad, I know we've had our, differences. I know I'm with Jack and we have a family but...would you like to get a drink with me?" Maddie interrupted awkwardly with a sad yet hopeful smile on her face.

After a moment of hesitation Vlad's grin turned into a sinister smile. "Oh I'd be happy to my dear." Vlad then snaps his fingers twice. Vlad then offers his arm to his long time love who happily takes it, holding his arm against her chest right in-between her breasts which Vlad can't help but enjoy. As they walk down the paved lead way a shiny classic black limousine with a large white M on the hood drove up in front of them and parked on the curb. "I know just the place and we'll be going in style. Just as we deserve." Maddie giggles as she hugs Vlad's arm tighter against her chest, smothering it further in her cleavage. Vlad's right eye twitches as he feels the soft yet firm pillowy goodness through his Cashmere suit.

XXX

"Well?" Desiree asked impatient as she tapped her foot against the containment field.

A victorious smile on his face Vlad answers. "The wish was a resounding success, or at least it will be in a few moments."

"Only a few moments?" Desiree joked.

"I'm gonna let that one go. I'm in far too good a mood to allow you to ruin this night for me." Vlad sighed in delight. "You have just made this a very happy partnership. Don't screw it up." Vlad then turns to leave toward the stair way before looking back at Desiree. "When I get back your going to continue being scanned. Until then you'll be kept inside the containment field. Vultures."

"Yes, boss." All three of the henchmen squawked at once.

"I'm only going to say this once. I have waited 20 years for this night. Do not. Under any circumstances, on pain of death, disturb me."

"We understand boss." The lead henchman answered with his brothers nodding.

"Try to enjoy yourself tonight Desiree." Vlad says as he phases through the floor.

With a sinister smirk Desiree quietly whispers. "Oh I will."

When Vlad finally made his way to the 'chamber' he stopped just as he got to the door, he readjusted his tie, and took out a small bottle from his internal suit pocket positioned it in front of his lips before he opened his mouth and sprayed a mint smelling mist into it...twice. Putting the bottle back into his internal suit pocket, Vlad gave a nervous sigh. Feeling heated Vlad whipped the top of his forehead and felt the sweat on his hand. "Oh, butter-biscuits." Vlad complained as he took out the small red handkerchief from the outside front pocket on his suit and padded his face with it to clear away the flop sweat.

"It's alright Vladdie. Sure, you've waited 20 years for this. Your going to have the night of your life with the woman of your dreams. But she's being controlled. No matter what you do. She will love it. There is no need to be nervous." The nigh all powerful half-ghost said as he took quick deep heavy breaths for a few moments to try and shake off the nervousness he was feeling. After that moment was over Vlad put the handkerchief back into his pocket and gently yet loudly knocked on the door. "Oh Maddie, may I come in?"

"Oh Vladdie, sure you can." Masters heard the angelic voice sing.

Feeling the same nervousness wash over him again, Vlad readjusted his tie one last time before grabbing hold of the gilded knob and slowly opened the door. Walking into the room Vlad mustered as much confidence as he could and announced. "Here I am my dear I-"

Vlad stopped himself as he looked into the red and black clad room as he saw in the center of it the fabled crimson round love bed. The bed itself had its matching crimson semitransparent drapes completely closed around the bed with only a small slit allowing an opening directly in front of him, though he couldn't see anything through the slit. But what he could see was through the semi-transparent drapes. He could view his dream woman's silhouette, specifically that she was sitting on her knees. But that wasn't what awed him though. What paralyzed the nigh invincible half-ghost billionaire was the fact that the silhouette highlighted the legendary ghost hunter's equally legendary breasts which showcased her...intellect along her trademark Sci-fi Bob Haircut which showcased her scientist background. Surprisingly though, what Vlad didn't see was the ghost hunter's curvy frame but instead saw a straight line silhouette just below her breasts down to the bed's mattress. "Oh my cheese log."

"Vlad, is everything alright?" Maddie 'innocently' asked.

Compulsively, Vlad readjusted his tie and nervously spat. "Oh yes, every thing's fine my dear just ah...just ah, well you could say enthusiastic."

"Oh Vlad, you're not nervous are you?" Maddie 'gently' asked as Vlad could see through the crimson drapes that Maddie placed her left hand teasingly on top of her chest, just above her breasts.

Readjusting his tie rougher now. "Oh heaven's no! Why would you think tha-"

Vlad instantly halted when he saw the object of his 20 year obsession grab hold of the crimson drapes through the small opening and slowly, teasingly slid it open. Revealing the beautiful ghost hunting scientist in a red nightgown smiling seductively at him. The nightgown that Maddie was wearing covered her large breasts with a deep scarlet lace bra like material that was clearly a size or two too small for a woman so well endowed. Below the breasts however was similar to the drapes that she had just moved aside as hanging off the bra like garment on top was a silk cloth that flowed down to the mattress. Though sadly Vlad still couldn't see anything else as his beloved was still sitting on her knees as she smirked at him.

"Oh, nothing Vladdie dear." Maddie teased before she slowly lowered her hand from the top her chest to the top of the nightgown, sliding her fingers in her large luring-disarming cleavage. Maddie's smirk only grew as she saw and heard Vlad gulp. "Call it a hunch."

With his hands still on his tie, Vlad blushed as he stammered. "W-Well l-i-i-ik I said. I-I'm enthus-thusiastic."

"Oh, Vladdie. Your stuttering just like back in college when you asked Harriet out to go see Ghostbusters." Maddie giggled as she caught Vlad's eyes momentarily dropped to her breasts as they danced to their owners laughter.

Vlad wanted to roll his eyes as he remembered that day as it was really Maddie herself he was asking out. She only assumed it was Harriet he was talking to because she could only see him as a friend. Well, not any more she couldn't. Regaining his famous confidence, Vlad let go of his tie and reaffirmed his hands behind his back before he started walking up to the bed. "Well, it has been a long time since then my dear." Vlad stopped as he stood a good three feet from the bed, looking down at his wondrous obsession. "We've both grown."

"Ohhh, don't I know." Maddie said seductively as she reached her left hand to Vlad's crotch before she slid her index and middle finger up the zipper line, feeling what must be a painful erection. Maddie grabbed hold of Vlad's belt buckle as he bent down from the surprise. "Now please, come here." Maddie asked with an aggressive yet alluring tone as she pulled him closer to her.

"Oh, cheese logs." Vlad said as his nervousness returned. Looking down at Maddie, Vlad saw as she expertly unbuckled his belt before abruptly yanking it out of his pants and tossing to the side. All the while she looked up meeting his gaze with a seductive, almost patronizing smirk. In all his years of power and loneliness since his accident all those years ago, Vlad had never felt so small and helpless. The feeling so paralyzed him that he couldn't even so much as flinch as Maddie slowly slid down the zipper on his pants, all the while rubbing the tips of her fingers against his throbbing erection. "Ooohhh..."

Looking up at Vlad, Maddie wouldn't be surprised if her smirk got any smugger. For some reason seeing one of the fifty most powerful men of America, and one of thee most arrogant people she had ever met, practically at her mercy just made her so happy...and wet. Sliding her thumbs into the two front belt loops, Maddie pulled down the pants until they were on the floor. The moment she did she saw Vlad's boxers along with his flinching erection trying to bite its way out. Looking back up at Vlad with her same patronizing smirk the ghost hunting vixen raised her left eye brow. "Black boxers with red pinstripes?"

Painfully blushing Vlad nervously chuckled. "I-I-I like things to m-match."

"Oh, you always did have a sense of style Vladdie." Maddie teased as she grabbed hold of the top sides of the boxers. As quietly as he could Vlad quickly breathed in and out as the woman of his dreams pulled his boxers down to the floor on top of his pants. The second she did his cock shot out at attention. The one eyed snake hiding under the gray bush stared Maddie down in the face. Completely unsurprised Maddie, with the same near arrogant teasing smirk touched the underside of Vlad's erection with the tip of her index finger. "So the carpet does match the drapes." Maddie teased as she slid her finger down from the tip to the base of this erection.

Vlad instantly tipped his head back in pleasure. "Ooohhhhh Maddie. you have no idea how long I've waited for this moment."

Sliding her finger back up to the tip Maddie teased. "Oh, I have some idea." Maddie then dropped her hand. Instantly Vlad looked back down in horror at the patronizing smirking woman. "Though, why don't you tell me how long?" Maddie asked with her mouth wide open in an 'O' shape to further tease the billionaire.

Feeling his face heat up again, Vlad compulsively grabbed hold of his tie with his left hand and tried to readjust. While his right hand grabbed and pulled out the handkerchief and started padding his face. "I-I-I-"

Vlad was interrupted when Maddie got up from sitting on the bed to now on her knee's so she was at his eye level as she grabbed both of his wrists. Vlad instantly froze up, paralyzed in nervousness and fear as the woman of his dreams slid up her hands from his wrists until they were on top of his hands. Still staring straight at him with the same near arrogant smirk, she then pulled out the handkerchief from his hand and tossed it on the floor and then pulled the now free hand down. With her hand now free, she pushed Vlad's hand off of his tie before expertly untying the tie until the knot was gone and just like the belt before it, yanked it off and tossed it to the same corner as his handkerchief.

Without a word between them the dominant and legendarily beautiful ghost huntress and the now almost pathetically meek billionaire philanthropist/secret ghost hybrid continued their staring contest. One had the same arrogant patronizing smirk. The other, the same tomato red mask of confidence that did absolutely nothing to hide the apparent fear. Maddie laid her hands on top of Vlad's chest and rubbed across it in circles, feeling the intense heart beat on top of the steady firm muscle. Vlad let out a small groan as he flinched, almost vibrated from her touch.

Maddie then slowly slid down her hands until they reached the buttons and freed them from their cashmere restraints. Soon enough the suit was completely unbuttoned and she slid it off of its frightened owner and onto the floor around his pants and boxers. Maddie then got a look at Vlad's white linen shirt. Tired of waiting Maddie just grabbed hold of the chest area of the shirt and using the muscles she developed during her long career as a ghost hunter she ripped it apart, knocking all of the buttons off before tossing it into the same pile as Vlad's belt, handkerchief, and tie. Vlad was positively more frightened now than he had ever been in his life, even more so than his first day in the hospital after the accident when he legitimately feared for his life...but was also more turned then ever as he stood naked in front of the girl of his dreams in sexy lingerie.

Before he knew it Maddie wrapped her black leather clad arms around his neck just before resting her head on his left shoulder. When she did Vlad couldn't help but notice the smell of ectoplasm, machine oil, and lavender. 'Odd but powerful combination. Just like her. Just like us.' That notion was soon forgotten as Vlad felt Maddie press her magnificent breasts into his now bare chest. He felt the two fleshy orbs against his chest, only covered by a thin layer of cotton. He was so enchanted that he didn't even notice Maddie pull him down onto the bed next to her as she lay on top of him.

Feeling his erection throbbing against her thigh Maddie readjusted herself so that she was straddling the billionaire, sitting on top of his waist just above the calling man meat. As she lay there on top of him, her legs on both sides of his waist, her breasts pressed against his chest, and her head laying on top of his left shoulder. The huntress placed both of her hands on top of Vlad's shoulders and hoisted herself up so that she was sitting on top of the now stupefied 1%er. Seeing that Vlad's eyes were practically fixated on her breasts, Maddie reached over to her left and grabbed hold of her hand bag and took out two neon green glowing ecto restraints with Jack Fenton's face engraved on them. She then grabbed hold of Vlad's right wrist and cuffed him to the bed post nearest to his arm before she did the same to the next one.

Watching the two fleshy fun bags dance to a rhythm he couldn't hear, Vlad saw the magnificent D-cup breasts jiggle and bounce to the slightest movement. During all this Vlad had on the dumbest happy smile on his face and couldn't be more content. Right up until they were covered by an evil black leather clad hand. Shaking his head violently from side to side, Vlad snapped out of his stupor. The second he did he remembered where he was and who he was with. Fear and joy washed over the man as he laid there and suddenly remembered that he was supposed to be standing but was now laying down. Panicking, Vlad looked around and saw that he was cuffed, hands and feet to the bed posts used for the drapes on the circular bed. His face dripping with fear and flop sweat Vlad looked back at the woman of his dream and saw that her patronizing smirk had turned into an almost egomaniacal grin...something he would know about. "M-Maddie my dear, Wha-What is the meaning of this?"

"Ooooh, I'm Sorry Vlad," Maddie teased as she slid off of the billionaire and onto the bed. All the while never allowing Vlad to see anything under the sexy but tinted red nightgown. "but you just looked so... Whats the word?" Maddie then slid off the bed entirely and walked over to the dresser across the room, all the while the red nightgown was just long enough to deny Vlad the sight of anything more than he has already seen. When she made it to the dresser she had her back turned to the trapped ghost hybrid. Vlad tried to break free or phase his limbs through the cuffs but it was pointless struggle as they must have been ectoplasm inside or on those restraints she used on him. It made sense as she was a scientist of spectral energy on top of a ghost hunter. Out of options Vlad tried to lift his head to at least see what his beloved was doing, only for his own erection to block his view of anything from Maddie's magnificent head down. Oh cruel irony. "Ah, nervous is the word I was looking for!" Maddie said as she continued her search, what that search was he had no idea. But judging by the course this night was going he didn't know if it was good or bad. The very fact that he didn't know frightened him...but the fact that he had no control terrified him.

As the sound of Maddie's search continued his fear and desire of and for Maddie climbed and climbed until he could no longer handle the uncertainty. "Maddie, what-"

At that moment Maddie turned back around to face him, but unfortunately he still had the same problem of his own erection for the woman he 'loved' blocking his view of her. Denying him the knowledge of what she was currently doing. The only thing he could see was her face and the same arrogant, patronizing, humiliating smirk as before. "Oh, I'm sorry Vladdie. I lost track for a moment there. I was looking for something."

"Awwww, I'll forgive you my dear if you tell me why you have me chained up." Vlad asked in a pathetic begging tone.

"Didn't I just tell you Vladdie?" Maddie condescendingly teased. "You just looked so...nervous from me just undressing you, I thought that you'd jump off the bed and race out of the room naked like a rabbit. And we couldn't have that. You've waited 20 years."

"Oh, I assure you Maddie, that would never happen. "Vlad insisted as he shook his head from side to side.

"Oh I don't know about that Vladdie," Maddie said as she shook her own head. "You didn't see the look on your face as I undressed you. You-you- you just looked soooo...pathetic I guess would be the right word."

"Maddie?"

"When I undress Jack he has the biggest smile on his face, and he actually talks dirty to me as I do. He might not be very good at it, but its charming that he at least tries. You? You froze up, stared at my tits the whole time, and looked like you were going to piss yourself. Honestly, if anything it made me think of my children and how they would probably go through in their first intimate experience. Do you have any idea how much of a turn off that is?"

Rage swelled inside of the billionaire. "Wha- How dare you speak to me like that woma-"

"I have to admit Vladdie," Maddie said as she walked over to the side of the bed. When she did Vlad finally got a good look at her again and but instead of his usual Sherlock Scan he would do when caught in disadvantaged situation his eyes were immediately locked on to Maddie's voluptuous bouncing boobs inside of her nightgown. Seeing his distraction Maddie rolled her eyes. "Before today I hated, no, thats not the right word. I despised you. For your treatment of Jack. Your treatment of me. Even though he has been your only friend for god knows how long, and I'm married to the man. And ever since that time you...offered yourself to me at your cabin. Ugh! I have been in a happy marriage for over 20 years and our son was in the room for god sakes. What did you expect to happen?"

"I-"

"Don't answer that. Before this afternoon I honestly never wanted to see you again, ever! But today, when me and Jack were working, I was hit with this blue smoke and then suddenly I saw you everywhere. I saw you on billboards, in the clouds, on TV. Even as I was driving down the street! Every man, woman, child and animal I saw had your face and I-I-I felt something. Something for you. Something strong. The more I tried to fight it. The stronger it became." Maddie explained as she stared off into space with a blank expression. For the first time since he came in the room Vlad had on the famous arrogant high end smirk he was known for as the knowledge that his wish did the one thing he never could: control Maddie Fenton. Snapping out of it, Maddie looked back down at the smirking billionaire. "I knew I had to have you."

At that moment Maddie raised up her hands each was holding something. In her right hand she was holding a ball-gag and in her left she was holding a condom. Maddie then slid back on top of the bed next to Vlad and stood on her knees over him. She then dropped the condom next to her side before she opened up the ball-gag over Vlad's mouth. But unfortunately for he the second she tried to put it on him he shook his head violently from side to side like a pouting child about to be fed his vegetables. Frustrated, Maddie sighed before a light bulb appeared above her head and the same smirk reappeared. Closing his eye's hard and his head buried in the soft pillow Vlad tired desperately to keep the one control he had left: his mouth.

"Oh, Vladdie?" Maddie asked in her irresistible teasing voice. Unable to help himself Vlad opened his eyes and when he did his mouth instantly dropped open as she saw Maddie crossing under her chest to smush her breasts together, making them look even bigger, almost spherical and the bra of the nightgown even smaller. But it was short lived as the second Maddie had an opening she slapped and strapped on the ball-gag over the spectral billionaire's mouth. Vlad groaned as he struggled to get the gag off. As he did Maddie rolled her eye's again. "Honestly Vlad, you remind me of my children when I first tried getting them to eat solid food. They'd close their mouth, whine, and avoid the spoon as much as they could." Vlad stopped struggling and glared at the ghost huntress. "Don't give me that look young man." Maddie joked waving her finger at the 'proud' man.

Maddie then got back up off the bed and walked back over to the same dresser as before but unlike earlier she instantly found what she was looking for before turning around. When she did Vlad's eyes instantly widened to the size of dinner plates as he saw a large purple dildo with a white hard plastic handle at the end. Walking back over to him Maddie said teasingly. "Ohhhh don't worry Vladdie," Maddie whipped open the paper bag. "We're going to have some fun!"

Maddie then set down the dildo next to the condom on Vlad's right before she slid on top of Vlad, hovering over his lap just beyond his erection. Looking down at Vlad, Maddie saw the incessant and obvious panic on his face. With the same patronizing smirk she has had all night, Maddie rolled her eyes as she sat the open paper bag over Vlad's head and left it there just above his eye brows. "Oh relax Vlad. Its not that big a deal. Me and Jack do this every Tuesday." Maddie explained as she grabbed the dildo to the sound of Vlad's loud surprised wimpier. "Oh yeah," Maddie nodded. "then Wednesday I'm the one in cuffs and he's the one with the dildo. Then Friday is role playing night. Ah, good times." Maddie explained with a happy smile on her face. Snapping out of it Maddie looks down at Vlad and see's the sad and painful tears rolling down his face. Maddie's happy smile is replaced with her familiar patronizing smirk. "Lets you and me have a good time right now."

Maddie then pressed the activation button on the dildo handle and instantly the purple plastic sex toy started vibrating in the ghost huntress' black clad right hand. Vlad's eyes widened even larger than before as he saw the very same hand holding the vibrator approaching his face. The billionaire was helpless to do anything as the sex toy closed in inch by inch. Vlad was certain he was going to vomit but the moment before it was going to impact his eye the hand swerved up to his forehead and Maddie grabbed hold of the paper bag. Still panicking, Vlad looked up planning to see the look on Maddie's face only to catch and focus on the fact that her free hand was behind her back and even beyond the defining buzzing of the vibrator he could hear the zipper being pulled down. Words could not describe the amount of pleasure he was feeling to finally seeing the most magnificent sight in all the worlds and plains of existence as he saw the red nightgown slowly slip down Maddie's breasts and reveal her... Vlad's vision was suddenly blocked by the thick brown paper of the bag. Vlad roared through the ball gag as Maddie tossed the nightgown off to the side. For whatever reason, Vlad's cries of frustration of rage was the most enticing sound she had ever heard.

***Several Hours Later***

Laying on her front Maddie felt that her legs were numb as they usually were every morning, and for the same reason. Uncrossing her legs, Maddie stretched and woke just enough from to realize that what she was laying on had to be thee most comfortable thing in the world. Pulling her left hand back from hanging off the ledge of the bed she instantly felt the velvet Silk. Gripping hold of the sheet below her with her left hand Maddie grabbed hold of the blanket on top of her with her right and slowly pulled it over her head as she pushed herself on to her back. Once she was on her back Maddie moaned as she let go of both the sheet and the blanket and stretched her arms and legs. But the moment she did she felt a something warm and bony next to her left.

Maddie instantly began feeling around the bony object thinking that there might be a threat in her bed, but soon that notion and fear left her as felt that the object was long and as cold as a corpse. Maddie sighed in relief as she shook her head at her husband bringing on an unfinished invention to bed. She smiles at the memory of the many times she chastised him not to but he never listened. Maddie grabbed hold of the blanket on top of her and pulled it down enough so she could see as she turned her head to her right.

Maddie opened her eyes to the thankfully dimly lit room and saw the familiar brown paper bag over her husband's head. Shifting on her side toward him Maddie hummed. "Hmmmm Jack, you awake?" Maddie could only hear a dim muffled noise as the bag shook a bit. "Oh, I'm sorry, you must still have the ball gag on." Maddie said as she shoved the red blanket off her naked body and on top of her husband before she pushed herself off her side and on to her knee's. With a loving smile Maddie grabbed the top of the paper bag and yanked it off. But instead of seeing the Fenton clan raven hair, loving cobalt blue eyes, and the dopey smile behind the red ball-gag. Maddie instead saw the ratty silvery gray hair, panicking Midnight Blue, and a dreadful face of fear behind the ball-gag.

"VLAD?!" Maddie shrieked as she jumped away from the billionaire, landing on her side on the floor. Jumping back up on her knees to make sure her worst nightmare is not happening only to find that the (small list of why Vlad is bad from Maddie's prospective). Indeed, Maddie saw that Vlad had his wrists and ankles bound to the four posts on the bed with her and Jacks 'special' ecto cuffs and the very same ball-gag that Maddie and Jack have been using since they first tried it in college. Standing up with Olympian athlete level speed Maddie demanded in shock. "What are you doing in our be-" Maddie stopped herself when she looked around 'her and Jack's' bedroom. Instead of the messes of junk from their inventions or the orange and blue jumpsuits laying around the floor. Even the blue tinted wall and sheets of the bed were nowhere to be found. Instead what Maddie saw looked like a small S&M sex lair, but too tiny and light compared to what her and jack would like. The bookshelves, the stone fireplace, the fuck couch, and the 'love bed. It was all so wrong. Looking down at Vlad, his bone skinny stature and scrawny arms were poor replacements for the lovable muscles and blubber of Jack.

"But, ho-" Maddie asked before the events last night came flooding back to her like a dam burst. The kinky Dom blind sex she and Vlad had last night, She was wearing that dress her sister gave her that she had been saving for a special occasion, the dinner at the fancy restaurant that she could have never been able to afford before, the drive to the Masters estate where she saw Vlad's face on literately anything that had a neck, the fire at her lab in Fenton Works, then the...the blue smoke and then nothing! Maddie shook her head violently from side to side as she remembers the craving, the hunger, the need for Vlad the night before. Maddie instantly shifted to her left and bent over as all of the contents of the ironclad stomach of the ghost hunting scientist mother exploded on the ground before Maddie herself collapsed to her knees in the moss green vomit.

Back in the bed Vlad looked to his 'beloved' and her obvious disgust at the memories of last night. He knew things were going to turn ugly very soon. Vlad looked sporadically at his restraints on his wrists and ankles. He sees the glowing neon green wires interconnected though the reinforced steel of the cuff. In one last act of desperation Vlad tries to slip his left hand through the restraint, only for it to tighten and adapt itself to his movements like it had done the entire night. Vlad pressed his head hard against the expensive soft silk pillow his head was laying on yelling through the ball gag from frustration. "YOU!"

Vlad turned to the angry woman's voice and saw Maddie staring at him with murderous intent in as angry tears rolled down her eyes and standing in such away that screamed she was going to rip him apart. "You monster!" Maddie screamed as she ran to the bed and grabbed Vlad by the throat, smearing the vomit all over not only him but the bed. Choking the life from Vlad, Maddie screamed. "You horrible, horrible monster!" Maddie then pulled her arm back for an assault before she punched him with all her might. "NNNNAAAAAHHHHH!" Maddie screamed as she hammered Vlad in the face again and again and more. With her entire life of experience fighting ghosts, those karate classes, and punt up frustration of not just her family life but the betrayal and horror at someone who she once called 'friend'.

Minutes later the moment was over. Maddie was still sitting on knees on top of the bed next to Vlad. His face dented, bloody, and almost unrecognizable as laid there unconscious. Blood slowly oozed from his nose, lip, and mouth as tears rolled down his eyes. Looking down at her own hands Maddie saw how bloody they were and how they now flinched from the constant assaults. Gripping her hands into a fist, Maddie raised her arms in the air and gave a mighty roar of rage and revenge. Maddie then Jumped off the bed just to the right of her vomit on the floor, ran to her bag on the counter and pulled out a large latex and rubber garment with large and thick red goggles. Holding the object in her left hand Maddie dug into her bag again and pulled out a small ecto-pistol. With both the garment and the pistol in her hand Maddie did one final look around the room, her face murderous and her left eye twisting from rage.

***Secret Lab***

Sitting in the same cheap steal chair Desiree kept the same smug smirk she had since she last saw Vlad. The three henchbirds saw this and after a bit looked at each other. The two lieutenants shrugged at their leading brother who turned back to Desiree. "Yo, lady. You gonna stop making that face its creepy!" Desiree simply crossed her right leg over her left in response. Annoyed the lead henchbird glided to just before the ghost shield and directly in front of Desiree. "Listen you harmless halfa. You're trapped in there, we're your jailers. You do what we say," The henchbird stopped to raise his wings up with two main feather's close together to snap them. "or you're going to have some cripy wings." Desiree simply started bobbing her crossed foot up and down as a response. The lead heanchbird squawked. "Fine, have it your way!"

The henchbird snapped his feathers but instead of Desiree being electrocuted like when his boss did it before, the lights of the secret lab flickered before blacking out completely for a moment before the red emergency lights activated. Leaving the lab in a dark Scarlett hue.

"What was da-" The henchbird was interrupted when an inferno of green flame erupted from in front of him and hurled him all the way across the room. Once the foul made contact with the ecto-laced granite wall the henchbird fell to the ground smoking and still.

The other two lieutenant henchbirds looked at their fallen brother before turning back to their prisoner. Desiree herself slowly stood up from the chair, her fists engulfed in green flames. "Now what was that about crispy wings?"

XXX

Desiree hummed 'In the Hall of the Mountain King' as she finally made it to the end of the hall. When she did she instantly saw the busted down wall. Desiree couldn't help but think it fitting, considering the near endless smoking ecto-plasma scorch marks she saw on the halls and the portraits she came across on her way.

Stepping over the destroyed mahogany wood that used to be a door, Desiree made her way into the place once known as the 'chamber'. Just like the halls outside there were scorch marks left from the hot ecto-plasma blasts, any and all furniture was ripped to pieces if not wholly destroyed. Even the impressive bookshelf was still partially on fire.

But all of that paled in comparison compared to what lied in the middle of the room. The large circular bed with the Manor's once mighty master lay naked, bloody and unconscious. Desiree could not help but laugh at the sight of one of thee most arrogant and powerful men she had ever met outside of a king's court of high lords at her place and time of birth, was now so utterly helpless, humiliated, and defeated.

"Incredible. Truly incredible! How this wish had turned and twisted in upon itself without my involvement. Oh praise the gods!" Desiree laughed again as she raised her hands in the air for a moment, her fists bursting with ecto-flames in a deserved sense of victory.

After her moment was over Desiree walked to just in front of the former nigh unstoppable halfa and stared down at his bloody naked human form. "Did you really think you could control me? Manipulate me? Or the highest crime of all your arrogance? Thinking I would allow you to have my reality warping powers?"

Desiree gently slapped Vlad's now limp shlong and his ball sack underneath. Vlad instantly flinched as much as he could while he groaned in pain in his unconscious state. "But for compensation I will take your empire." Desiree said as she freed Vlad's wrists and ankles after. Vlad, while still unconscious, sighed in relief as his arms and legs could finally readjust themselves.

Desiree raised and pointed her hands at the helpless halfa billionaire before they were engulfed in a green inferno. Vlad was then instantly lifted up out of the now destroyed bed. "Come now, its time to take you to your Pin̄jarā."

Well thats it. I hope you liked it. Like I said, this chapter was where things got dark. And hopefully this is as dark as things get. I'm not a sadist or a goth. Dark themes have their place but its wise not to over-rely on them just for the sake of it. Just a piece of advice.

But yeah, instead of the usual dynamic of the hero and his merry band of hunters try to find and fight the villain, its actually two villains coming face to face.

Now if you haven't heard or figured out by now this story is about applying real life consequences to the actions of characters in this story. Example: Tucker uses a ghost's power to roofie a girl to sleep with him. The second she comes too she calls the police and declares rape. Star is known as a bad person and drinks while under age, people say that she got hammered and don't take her that seriously when something legitimately bad happens to her.

This chapter epitomizes the trope 'reality ensues' like no other. Vlad tries to manipulate a centuries old ghost to do his bidding, try to replicate her powers, and uses her abilities to finally have the woman he's been obsessing over for 20 years. Yeah... turns out that even near powerless the centuries old ghost is actually very smart, seductive, and used him instead of the other way around. The woman he's been after? Yeah, turns out that a borderline nut-bag scientist action girl who wears a spandex jump suit all day is actually VERY kinky in the sack and constantly compares you to her husband and the happy marriage they've had for 20 years... oh and after she wakes up she comes to her senses, beats the crap out of you and threatens your life if she ever sees you again after robbing your blind. Go figure.

Now about the mini-lemon between Danny and Sam... yeah. When I wrote that I thought 'why wouldn't Danny use his ghost powers during that?'. Did you like it.