I am Phantom

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

He flinched as I broke the skin with the needle. I hold in a chuckle.
"What?" he asks aggravated as I draw a sample of his immune blood.
"You. The big, bad, villain is being a baby," I say, grinning at the irony as I remove the needle.

He smiles lightly. I'm glad to see it. I prefer funny, joke-around Vlad to cocky, serious Vlad any day.
"Now, I put it under the comparison microscope..."
I walk to a desk. Using some solid tubing and 2 microscopes, I've made a makeshift comparison microscope, enabling me to look at 2 samples at once. I place Vlad's sample in one, a normal, uninfected sample in the other. I carefully let a little of my Kv sample into each. I study the events that follow carefully. In the normal sample, Kv infects the red and white blood cells, turning them into carriers to spread Kv through the bloodstream. In Vlad's sample, however, the white blood cells easily fight Kv, eliminating it.
"Interesting..."

"What?" Vlad asks.
"In a normal sample, Kv infects the white blood cells and red, turning them into Kv carriers. However, in you, the whites are easily able to combat Kv and eliminate it... Almost as if you had an extraordinarily strong immune system..." I think aloud.
"I see," he says.
"If I could replicate your immune cells... I might be able to transplant them into an infected sample.. And eliminate the Kv virus!" I say excitedly. I take the two slides I placed the blood on, and sandwich them so Vlad's blood and the Kv infected blood mix. I place them under the microscope again. I look. It's working. Vlad's stronger immune cells destroy the virus, and... are then immediately destroy the host's cells as well.
"I could've told you that wouldn't work, Phantom. The identification proteins are different, my cells see the hosting cells as foreign tissue. If you would, kindly let me take a look at my cells..." he requests.
I stand up, letting him sit down. He takes a look at his cells, then the virus.
"Hmm.. If I could get access to my equipment, I could create a virus to target immune cells. Transplant my immunity, so to speak," he tells me.
"It'll have to wait, Vlad. The infected come out to hunt at night. We can't risk getting you killed," I say.
"Phantom, please. If those things are so weak, sunlight burns them, I'm sure I could.." he begins.
"No," I cut him off, angry at the very thought, "they may be primal and aggressive, but they're still human, and have the potential to be so again."
He is shocked at my indignation at his suggestion.
"...very well, Phantom. We shall wait," he says, "where shall I sleep?"
I hadn't even thought of that. I've been a ghost too long to even consider sleep.
"I'll get you one of the beds in here. This is the one place they'd have most trouble getting to if my precautions fail," I tell him. I leave, and phase back in with my old bed. I brush the raven hair off of it. I hold a lock of it in my hand a moment.
"Sorry," I apologize, "I haven't cleaned it since-"
"You don't have to explain. I figured it out," he tells me.
I go back to the computer, to chronicle the events of my day. I have a feeling when I'm rejoined, Daniel won't remember who I am.
"Good night, badger," he says to me.
"Good night, 'Uncy Vlad'," I humor him.