I am Phantom

by Futuramakid
DISCLAIMER: I own neither DP or I am Legend.

A/N: Sort of a what if story. What if DP universe was affected by the events of I am Legend.

March 14, 2011- Present day
Daniel Fenton is effectively dead. Kv got to him. Made him one of them He's lucky, in a way. If he were immune, he'd be crushed at what his current life would be. How do I know? I used to be Daniel Fenton. I have dedicated myself to helping those who are left. I am but a Phantom. I am the shadow of who he once was. I have walled myself in the Fentonworks lab. I will save them. It's what he would've wanted. It's why he split me off. Biology never was my best subject, but I've been learning. I've been learning fast. Using samples I salvaged from what was left of Amity Park's blood bank, I've figured out what Kv is. The cancer vaccine. It evolved, mutated, into what got us. I figured out that 90 percent of people died. 9 percent were turned into the monsters, like Sam, Daniel, and his family. However, a slim 1 percent managed immunity. I am currently researching ways to reverse the effects of Kv, using Tucker's annual backup of the internet that I managed to salvage... All I use, I have salvaged in the day, when they cannot come out. I believe I am the last survivor of the Kv outbreak. I have one companion, and he is very limited on conversation... The Geek-bot. I'd rather the Goth-bot, but hey, if wishes were horses, I'd need a stable.
A blaring alarm goes off on one of the old, neglected ghost alarm systems. Since Kv, they're the ones scared of us. I walk over to look. I am surprised at what I see. "Ecto unfriendly, above Amity Park."
I realize who it is. Uncy Vlad has decided to pay a visit. I have to dissuade him... A halfa with Kv is TOO much to risk...
I go intangible, and do the unthinkable. I leave Fentonworks at night. I fly up into the sky, above the cloud layer. The sky is still blue up here. As is a familiar face. In typical manner, Vlad floats waiting for me.
"Ah, Daniel, my little badger... Grown up now, I see," he quips.
"Plasmius. Leave this planet. Now. You don't know-"
"Who I'm dealing with? Please, Daniel, stow the heroics."
Vlad lunges at me like a lion at its prey. I plead with him as I try to push him off. It's night, we don't want to be out there now.
"Listen! I'm NOT Danny! We split off long ago. I am Phantom. And trust me, you don't want to go down there!"
"I think I do," Plasmius says, smugly.
The 2 of us, locked in combat crash into a darkened building. The sound of shuffling feet surronds us. I look around. We're surrounded. I see some animal bones on the ground. A past meal of the monsters. One gives off a moaning roar. The next picks it up, until my eardrums are bursting at their cry. They approach us slowly. Vlad is terrified. Understandable. He still has the human side to put up with.
"Vlad, do as I say if you want to live," I tell him. He nods, an expression of terror on his face. I grab a hand.
"Let me lead."
I go intangible, and phase us underground. The monsters lunge at the spot where we previously stood. I phase us out of the building. I rush to Fentonworks, setting off all of the precautions I set up to keep them out- UV lamps and rigged buckets of vinegar. I lead him in, and get down into the lab.
"Wh...what were those things, Daniel?" he asks me, a tinge of fear in his voice.
"Again, I'm not Daniel. Not anymore. And those 'things' are what's become of the human race. A cancer vaccine mutated into a virus... It killed 90. 9 were turned into those monsters. But 1 were something even worse. They were immune. Forced to watch the world crash around them, and eventually starve, die at the hands of the monsters or go insane from their new solitude. Best I know, I am the only survivor on earth," I explain.
I let that sink in. He is dumbfounded.
"But I think there's hope. I've figured out what Kv did to them. Now I need to figure out how to reverse it," I tell him.
"Biology, hmm? That was something I was particularly good at, Phantom..." Vlad begins.
"You want to help?" I ask.

"Phantom, I may not be a pillar of moral strength, but even I have respect for my race," Vlad says, slightly insulted.
"Good. But, first I'll need you to revert to human," I tell him, "Thanks to your carelessness, you've been exposed to the airborne strain of the pathogen."
He pales slightly, then complies. I scan him. He's clean.
"...lucky for you, you're fine. You would appear to be one of the 1 percent of immune individuals."
He lets out a sigh of relief.
I extend a hand.
"Welcome to the team, 'Uncy Vlad'," I tease him.