I know its...late...very late. But this is what I could manage between homework, school, work, and Dad trying to make me get another job. DX R&R please.

Disclaimer: sarcastic tone Yes, I own Danny Phantom. And all characters from the show. Sue me.

"Vlad did that?" Sam's face was frozen, mirroring Tucker's.

Kelvin nodded, angry, "Eventually Alicia's parents found out and moved across the street to get away. It didn't help because by that time he was a millionare and could find anyone by flashing a little dough."

"How do you guys find out?" Tucker asked.

"The same way the Raiyn's did," Alysa scowled, her soft features turning hard. "In the middle of her birthday party, Ghost Freak of the year shows his face and ruined the event."

"That's terrible," Sam said softly. "You designed the watch to stop the transformation, didn't you?"

Jina walked into the room, tired. "I built it, and we never had an incident until one night Alicia took it off. The city almost burned to the ground."

Darin stood up, "Were you able to use my watch?"

"Yes...and no," Jina frowned. "The good news is that this watch will block the signal like the others. And it's specifically designed to repel Conflagration's signature."

Kelvin winced. "The bad news?"

"It's activated manually and will let the personality it activates on have total control. Meaning Alicia would be able to repress her...less pleasent side say she was in control at the time. The bad news is that we can only put it on when Alicia or Lyric are in control." Jina sighed as she looked at the watch in her hand. "It's the best I could do."

"Let's do it then," Sam declared as she stood up. "This time, I'm driving the SS."

At the moment, Danny was mad. For the past few hours, he had been sparring with this chaotic creature whose stamina amazed him. Every attack he used was immediately countered. It shouldn't have come as a suprise to the ghost; the girl had been trained by Plasmius. He wondered if because she had indeed been trained by Plasmius, shouldn't she have been easy?

In reality, she was just another antagonist with flames everywhere on her body. Danny had beaten others like that before. Ember, the Fright Knight. Heck, even his older, future self had fire for hair. If he defeated all of those evil-doers, why was he having issues with one little kid?

Answer?

...she wasn't a ghost? Danny had no idea. All he was sure of was that in the past five hours, he had taken three breaks for water (and to clear his lungs of the rising smoke), stopped five buildings from collapsing upon pedestrians or reporters who had idiotically drifited to the scene, almost fainted twice, and had to stop his parents from "helping" four times.

In small terms, he needed a break.

"Aw, is my dolly tired yet?" the demon in front of him asked with false innocence. "Maybe Mommy needs to put you down for a nap."

And then there was the nick-name she had given him. "Dolly", like Danny was just her playtoy. Growling, his eyes flashed. He was too angry to give a witty comeback.

Where were Sam and Tuck-

A loud shout interrupted his thoughts and he wearily turned to the direction it originated from. On the sidewalk stood Sam, Tucker, Alysa...and some other people. Who were they?

"Danny!" Sam's violet eyes locked on with his in urgency. "Here! Quick!"

Danny noticed that a watch in Sam's fist glittered with the sun. In a graceful flip, he landed beside her and took the item in her hand. "Finally, some good news." A weight suddenly lifted from his charred, tired face.

"It's not the same though Phantom. You need to put it on when Conflagration isn't in control," Alysa warned. The tone of her voice relayed the urgency of the request to Danny. So maybe this wasn't all that great of news. Now he had to figure out how to change her back to another form.

How had he done that before? The first time, he knocked her to the ground from high up. Recently, Lyric had been able to momentarily take control when he managed to lure her to a water basin. The child wouldn't fall for that tactic again though. If there was one thing he knew about kids, it was that they learned fast.

Falling was the best option. "Got it. I'll be back." In a heroic leap, he took to the sky. Multiple sets of eyes tracked his blurred form as it drew near to the flaming enferno above the city.

It was their last chance.