Broken this fragile thing now,

And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces

And I've thrown my words all around,

But I can't, I can't give you a reason

-Yellowcard-

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Tucker and Jazz stood at the front of the growing crowd. A tall statue casted it's shadow across them it was of Danny Phantom, his amrs crossed with a 'I dare you' smirk on his face, the sculpter gave the allusion of him floating off the ground. It was a rather accurate sculpture that depicted Danny as the boy he was not some stern hero.

Jazz glanced away from the momument, and looked around. She then looked to a solem looking Tucker. She wondered how he was feeling at the moment, did he ache for his friend or did he simply accept and understand this. Tucker had cried before after Danny's death but now he was quiet about it, he didn't ask Jazz for help of cry that his best bud was gone. He just stood quietly eyeing the statue as if it held all the secrets to life. She wondered.

"Where's Sam?" She questioned, he shrugged. "I thought she was going to stand with us, it's not like her to be late."

"I'm sure she's fine.I..." Tucker stopped as two frantic parents ran up to him.

"Jazmine, Tucker have you seen Sammy?" Mrs. Manson asked.

They shook their heads and unison asked. "Sam's missing?"

Mr. Manson nodded. "Yes she isn't at home and we checked all over the place, and we thought she'd be here but she's not."

Mrs.Fenton turned to the two parents. "Are you sure she's not hiding out somewhere, I mean this day must be hard on her."

"We've been looking since six thirty this moring." Pamela Manson explained.

Maddie looked at her watch which read ten thirty. She gulped at the thought of a missing a child, that's how this day ever came to be, Danny was missing and she went looking for him. But she was almost certain from Sam's behavior that the young girl was infact sitting somewhere secluded in town and cryng or thinking. Infact Maddie wondered if Sam had somehow snuk into Danny's bedroom, it made her wonder.

"Please try not to worry, I'm sure Sam will turn up after the ceremony, maybe she needs to be alone today." Maddie encouraged, she was certain that this was what the goth girl was doing, that she was trying to cope alone.

So the teenagers and the parents tried to conceal their worries so they could at least watch the ceremony and pay their respects for Danny. Although everyone's minds buzzed with Sam, she seemed to have dropped of the face of the Earth. Hopefully no harm had come to her.

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Let me out!" Sam shreiked through the cage while grasping onto the bared window. "Why are you doing this? Danny we're best friends!"

Her friend stared at her through cold green eyes with a small orange flame growing in them. "I'm a ghost, I don't need friends. Maybe next time you wont be so trusting."He threw his head back and laughed manicaly before strolling away from her small box cage.

Sam curled into a ball in a corner and cried, cried because she was scared, cried because she was confused, and cried because he betrayed her. There was not enough room for Sam to streach her whole body out width wise but she was able to stand. There was a tiny window on the front of her door which was barred and was at her head's height.

"Why Danny, why?" She whispered hurtfully.

Her heart had shattered a million times more than when he died. Because this time he didn't just go away, he came back just to hurt her. Was his human half really the only thing that had kept him from doing this? It made her wonder if his ghost side had always secretly wanted to do this, if it always wanted to kill.

She couldn't even believe herself, she was referring Danny to an 'it' he wasn't an 'it' he was Danny Phantom the hero that died saving all of Amity Park and the world. He was her best friend and secret crush, he...he wasn't Danny Fenton anymore.

It dawned on her, Danny Fenton wasn't there. He left with his body, this was Danny Phantom. Was there another ghost out there that looked like Fenton, was Danny split into two ghostly beings? Sam felt so confused, is Phantom Fenton or are they two different people? She wished she'd thought of it before.

The girl curled into a small ball in the corner of her cage. She wished the box wasn't a real world item, that way she could've simply walked right out of it. But Danny had known better, he was always smarter than she gave him credit for, than any of them had. She wished that he had been smart where it mattered.

"Danny why..." She whispered between tears.

"Oh don't cry darling." A soft femine voice cooed.

Sam sniffed and looked over her shoulder, she got a feeling there was another cage beside her and that there was another prisoner inside. She stared silently at the metallic wall and waited for the voice.

"There, there everything will be alright you'll see." The voice encouraged.

"How...how do you know?" Sam asked hesitantly.

"Trust me darling things always get better."

Sam felt a tight hold on her heart. He told her not to be so trusting and if she couldn't trust him, her best friend, why should she even begin to trust a mystery voice.

"Who are you?" Sam finally quesitioned breaking the silence.

"It's not important, Samantha... By tomorrow I will be gone."

"How do you know he wont hurt me?"

"He can't you are forbidden, I don't even know how he got you here."

"Forbidden?" Sam questioned.

"Silent child, they are coming." The ghost warned gently.

Sam stayed silent as voices aproached, she definately recognized one of them, the other sounded like a small child of ten. The door opened and she listened as the footsteps get closer.

"Oh you gotta let me see the new victim." The girl begged excitedly with her high pitched voice.

Victim? Sam curled into a small ball into the corner hoping that she would disappear from existence. The goth had no idea what was going on, she was confused and scared, but she didn't hate. She still loved Danny.

Sam looked up and saw two peering gold eyes that were half covered by stricking yellow hair all thrown on a small face of pink. The ghostly girl of pink pursed her tangerine lips together and formed a smirk at Sam's fear. Sam thought that she had a similar make up like Danielle's, except Danielle was much better looking. This ghost was a hideous aray of bright colors right down to her teal and yellow outfit.

The ghost looked angrily at Danny. "Why did you take her? We are going to get killed for this." She exclaimed, she was much shorter than Danny but she had a temper.

The ghost boy stared at her boredly. "What are they gonna do? They won't be able to take her from me." He replied. "And besides..." He stopped and glared at Sam who was peeking through her bars. "She'll be long gone before anyone ever finds out she came here."

Sam clenched her teeth and glared at him as she stood defiantely. She grasped onto the bars and stared him down. "Danny what's wrong with you! Stop this now!" She demanded.

The two ghosts looked at each other for a moment with their hands on their hips before they bursted out laughing. Danny grew serious and moved his face close to Sam's.

"What makes you think you can tell me what to do?" He challenged in a low voice.

"I thought you were my friend, I thought... I thought you loved me!" Sam stated.

He smirked. "I thought, I thought!" He mocked with cold laughter. "You thought wrong."