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Chapter 4

Things just keep getting weirder

"Aunt Danni," Logan said embracing the younger girl. "It's great to see you!" The hybrid sweat-dropped, glancing from Danny to the guy who called her his 'Aunt'.

"You have a kid?" she practically shouted. "How the hell can you have a kid, he looks like your age?"

"He's Danny's son from the future," Tru explained quickly, to calm the weirded-out girl.

Danni had been created during Vlad's many and, usually failed experiments. She was unstable and not right for Vlad's nefarious plans. He had sent Danni to try and capture Danny so he could get his DNA as the hybrid transformed. She had came claiming to be Danny's cousin, she had eventually turned on her 'cousin' and brought him to Vlad. In the end she had a change of heart and helped Danny stop him. Danni had secretly been watching them from time to time. It's not as if she had anything better to do with her time, she had no friends or family, that is except for Danny.

'A lot of weird things tend to happen to Danny, but this one takes the cake,' she thought, grinning at the brother she'd never had. "By the way, who are you?"

"I'm Tru," she explained. "I didn't even know that ghosts or the Fenton's for that matter, existed until today." They all looked at the girl, sensing an explanation coming. "I was walking to my first day at a new school, where I knew no one, ripped away from my friends," she realized that she was getting off subject and got back on track. "Any way, I'm walking to school and suddenly I feel the cool sensation of metal around my neck and before I can turn around and find out who was bugging me, I was in this strange area with doors and a green background. I was on this narrow strip of land with no obvious way of getting away, and when I started to freak out, that's about the time when Superman here came to my rescue. It was rather degrading really, having to be saved I mean."

"I understand completely," Sam put in, remembering the times she'd felt helpless praying that Danny would arrive in time to save her. "Logan what's your story then?"

"Mines pretty similar to hers," Logan began. "I was putting the box ghost into the ghost zone, again, when I felt someone slip something on my neck. It must have been clockwork, freezing time, because otherwise my ghost sense would have gone off. Next thing I know, I'm in the ghost zone and as I flew home I came across Tru, and took her to the portal, expecting it to be the present, I mean future, argh, time travel is confusing. You already know what happened after that."

"So," Danni asked eagerly, "Who's going to be Danny's luvah." They all stared at the girl, making her uncomfortable. "What? I know you want to know just as much as I do."

"Danni," Sam said raising an eyebrow. "I think you've watched a little too much Mtv."

"So what if I have," Danni replied shiftily and everyone tried not to laugh. "Anyway, I came here to warn you guys that I think Plasmius is planning something."

"Tell us something we don't know," Danny groaned, remembering their predicament. "That fruitloop knows about Logan and is probably going to try and clone him."

"Joy," Logan said. "I feel like a sheep." Everyone gave him weird looks. "Haven't you guys heard of Dolly the sheep?"

"Yeah," Sam said. "We just didn't expect you to know about that." The others nodded in agreement.

"What are we going to do then?" Danni asked.

"I'm not sure," Danny said shrugging. "I just figured I'd cross that bridge when I came to it."

"Wow, it seems we have a master strategist on our hands," Tru commented, rolling her eyes.

"Really though, we can be sure that Plasmius will have every detail of his plan figured out," Sam said, seriously.

"How can we plan for an attack," Danny complained, "That we don't even know when or how will happen."

"There's really no way," Tru said thoughtfully, "All you can do is keep your guard up constantly." They all nodded at this and began talking about less distressing topics, like mocking ghosts and trying to get information out of Logan about the future.

Meanwhile in Wisconsin

One of Vlads many lackeys, an ancient vulture, came into his masters lair to see him chucking items ever which way. He knew this meant on of two things: football of something to do with the Fenton clan.

Apparently it was the former as he roared something about, "Biased refs, stupid Patriots," you get the idea.

"You wanted to see me?" the aged fowl asked, in stereotypical Jewish accent. His voice was meek, because ghosts, who spoke to him when he was in this mood, often took a 'vacation' to the Bermuda triangle.

"Ah yes," he said, ending his rage induced smashing, and getting his usual maniacal glint in his eye. "I need you retrieve a young man for me."

"Boss," the ghost wheezed, "I don't think I'm up to anymore battling with my age." At that comment Vlad looked like he might laugh.

"You think I'm asking you to retrieve him?" he chuckled at the absurdity. "No, you've proven your inferiority, time and time again, I merely want you to pass the message on to my minion, er, Skulker."

He gave him all the details of the plan and the ghost vulture flew off into the ghost zone. Leaving Vlad alone to plan a thousand painful deaths for those who refused to let him buy Wisconsin's team.

Back once more at the Fenton's

"Fine I'll tell you one thing about the future," Logan finally gave in, Tru shooting him warning looks all the while. "On thing about the future is, Britney becomes a housewife and fades into nothing but a mention once in a while."

"That tells us nothing," Tucker complained, while Sam did a very ungoth-like happy dance at the news of her downfall.

"Fine I'll tell you one thing," Logan said, wearily, "But that's it, everyone in this room will get married, though I CAN'T tell you to whom."

"Not everyone," Tru commented. "You never know, I could become a nun." She then snorted at the idea.

"Anyway," Sam said, glancing at the clock. "We'd probably better head to my house before my mom gives herself an aneurism."

"Alright," Tru agreed and followed the goth out of the room, down the stairs and on their way.

"So Logan," Tucker said, to the halfa. "What's up with you and Tru?" He immediately blushed and became defensive.

"Well," he retorted, "What's up with you and… um, whoever you are after at the moment?"

"The question is," Tucker said proudly. "Who am I not with right now." At this both Danny and Logan snorted, Tucker was one of those guys who would use the 'stretch and reach' on a girl- and most likely get pepper-sprayed in the process.

"Yeah right," Danny snorted. "Tucker you are such a player, you simply have to fight the ladies off."

"I'm obviously not that bad with the ladies," Tucker said, indignant. "Since I do get married to one."

"I never said anything about you marrying a woman,"Logan told him, and following that was a long and very awkward silence with Tucker gaping mouth opening like a fish. Danny slowly backed away from his friend, all of this continued until Logan couldn't contain his laughter and was rolling on the floor. "You actually thought- I can't believe it," he managed to choke out, laughing so hard he was crying.

Danni, sat there invisible, watching it all unfold, adding new things on her 'how to blackmail (insert name here)' list. She got tired of watching the boys act like idiots (as most tend to) and decided to go find the girls.

"I didn't believe it for a second," Tucker said. "Woman kind would rebel to fiercely at anything like that. Besides, I don't swing that way."

"Whatever you tell yourself at night," Danny said smartly, and Tucker threw a pillow at his head, which of coarse started a massive pillow fight. I don't even know what the Fenton's were thinking about the yells and sounds from their son's bedroom…

"I am the ultimate pillow-fighter!!" Danny proclaimed finally huzzahing for dramatic effect. He was talking smack until a deathly pale Danni flew into the room at break neck speed.

"Someone got Sam and Tru," Danni said, wide eyed.

"Two guess who would do something like that," Danny said, going ghost.

Oh, a cliffie, you all hate me don't you, I might get mobbed by that angry crowd yet! What will Vlad do with the two prisoners... and how will they mentally touture him back.

Until next time, I less than 3 you all!!!