A/N: Okay, you know, I really should have watched what I made Vlad do. Uh...if you payed much attention, in the chapter called ''Why Do You Cry?" I made Vlad tell Andrew to tell Alice to go to the park and all, that was just in case this plan failed. So, yeah, read on!

Running. Down the road, running. Two-way radio in hand. "It's time," the boy panted into the radio. "They're in place, do it now!"

The other end made a static-like sound before a voice was heard. "I know. I'm on my way there as we speak."

The boy ducked into the door of his house, quickly closing it and making his way up the stairs. "Joseph," the male sitting on the couch said.

"Hey, dad," Joseph said quickly and ran up the stairs. He needed to get to the monitors. Racing up the stairs was quick enough as Joseph made his way to his room. He stopped only a split second to open the door and run inside, closing it behind him. His computer was already on, him quickly sitting in the computer chair and typing away through many types of security systems to protect the information loaded into his computer.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He need to keep up. To know what was going on this very moment. "Cameras On-line," came the robotic voice.

"Yess..." Joseph mumbled, leaning back in his chair with relief.

At that very moment, someone quietly opened Joseph's door. His eyes widened in disbelief. This was what Joseph did all the time up here? He saw the monitor of Josephs computer as Joseph slid his roller chair to the table next to his computer desk, the one with all the beakers filled with chemicals, power-like substances, and more things. The monitor showed a camera view of one of the halls in Casper High. The one with Jonathan, Jeanette, and Alice. They were arguing over something, their voices barely audible. Joseph caught sight of the door. He looked over at it, moving only his eyes. He turned his head and gasped.

"Dad!" he exclaimed, jumping from his seat and onto his feet. The door opened completely and the man came in, glaring angrily at the monitors, at all the things Joseph had in his room.

"What is all this, Joseph?" the genuine Tucker Foley questioned. "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing!" Joseph exclaimed. "I'm just...uh..."

"I want the truth, young man," Tucker said. "Joseph, tell me what's going on!"

Joseph ground his teeth nervously. He looked towards the radio he'd left on his desk and made a grab for it. "Change of plans!" he screamed into it. Tucker rushed over to try and grab the device from Joseph's hands, but Joseph quickly maneuvered out of Tucker's reach, ducking under his arms and running to the door. "Sorry, Dad, but I can't tell you," he said and pressed a button cleverly camouflaged on the wall right beneath the switch for the lights. As Tucker tried to reach his son, the door slammed close, a metal sheet sliding over it to keep it from opening.

Joseph ignored the pounding on the metal coming from inside and ran back down the stairs. "Sorry, dad," he repeated.

Meanwhile, inside the room, Tucker had calmed slightly, taking to the monitor of the computer. If he knew his son well, then Joseph surely would have implanted security cameras in every hall and room of the school. He typed in something and quickly got the whole monitor of the computer with miniature views of the cameras. He glanced at every single one, quickly scanning over what he could see. He caught sight of something. A shadow. He froze that camera as the figure passed by it. He zoomed in. Those red eyes looked fairly familiar. He gasped at the realization of who it was. He sighed and went back to trying to find a way out of here, or at least to get to a phone. Where was his wife when he needed her!

He looked around the room, searching for anything. Come on, come on. His eyes scanned over everything. He was the one who'd taught Joseph everything he knew, there had to be something he messed up in. "Sheesh, what am I thinking," Tucker mumbled, looking towards the window. "Give it to Tucker Foley to over-look the obvious." He walked over to the window, trying to pry the darn thing open. "Or maybe not."

The darn thing wouldn't budge! There has to be a way to get the message out to... He looked at the computer. He rushed back over to it, opening every messenger known to man. "Internet to the rescue," he mumbled.

Over at FentonWorks, Sam was cleaning up around the house. She made it to Alice's room, hoping she was not asleep. She opened the door carefully, trying not to make noise. She sighed at seeing her asleep. Or rather, seeing what Alice had wanted her to see. She was then alerted by the slight ping! sound emanating from Alice's computer speakers. "She never turns that thing off," Sam mumbled.

She carefully walked over to the computer, turning on the screen. She felt wrong doing so, but opened up the IM's from whoever was sending some to Alice this late at night. "Who the heck..." she cut herself short. She hadn't recognized the screen name at first, but after a slight moment of thought, she realized who it was. Only one person would call themself that. She quickly sat down in the computer chair, eyes wide, heart pounding.

toofine: anyone there!
Sapphire: Tucker, what the hell?
toofine: please tell me this is danny!
Sapphire: as if, this is Sam, once again, what the hell!
toofine: alice is in trouble!

Sam froze. She quickly switched on the lights, found that the body under the blankets was nothing but pillows. She stood horrified, her breath catching in her throat. She stumbled back to the computer.

Sapphire: Shit, what the heck is going on!
toofine: Joseph. I found this on his computer. he's been monitoring the school. i think something's up.

Tucker sent Sam a file, the zoomed in image of the shadowy figure in the one of the monitors. Sam gasped as she up-loaded the file.

Sapphire: can it be?
toofine: don't know. quick, get danny on the job!
Sapphire: will do, thanks, tuck!
toofine: no prob.

Sam quickly turned on the printer, printed out the image, and ran out the room, quickly running down the stairs, alarming the bored-looking Danny Fenton. Danny looked up her alarmed face. "Danny, quick!" Sam exclaimed, coming down the last few steps.

Danny stood, alarmed and alert. "Sam, what's wrong?" he asked. Sam ran to him, grabbed his arm and clung to his arm for a second. "Gah! What!" Danny asked, stumbling backward, away from her.

"Alice is trouble! You need to go find her!" Sam exclaimed.

Danny's expression as blank for a second or two, but became stern. "From who? Where?" he asked. Sam handed him the paper. Danny eyes it over, Sam still holding one of his hands. Danny looked at her, expression grave. "Where is she?" he asked.

"Casper High, with her friends, you've gotta go!" she said quickly. She could not stand another second knowing Alice was in danger.

At Casper High, the shadowy figure moved throughout the halls. Confident. Unknowing. His feet did not even touch the ground as he flew through the halls. He caught sight of the prey. His subject. The girl and her two friends stood arguing about something. He was aboutfour hallways away, but he could hear their words perfectly.

"Where is he, the little brat!" Alice exclaimed.

"He can't have gone too far, he's only eleven!" Jeanette said.

"We'll find him," Jonathan added.

"And pulverize him," Jeanette said.

"Don't worry."

Alice hated it when it seemed as if they were completing each otehr's thoughts. It just annoyed her now for some reason. Her emotions were getting the best of her and she knew it. Her hands were fists. Only she didn't notice the strange energy flow emanating from her. The Twins did, but they ignored it. They dared not tell her anything.

The figure hiding in the darkness felt a presence then. He turned towards the being behind him. "Plasmius," the other figure whispered angrily between clenched teeth. Vlad smirked a broad, fanged smile.

"Now, now, Daniel, you would not want the young ones to see you," he said. "Let us take this somewhere else."

"No, we solve this now," Danny said.

"Still as stubborn as ever, are we?" Vlad said. Danny did not respond. "Come with me and I promise to leave the girl alone."

"You'd think you'd of learned by now you're not to be trusted," Danny said. Vlad smirked wider.

"Then let's fight somewhere else, if that is what you wish," Vlad said. "The girl knows of your existence, all she has left to figure out is that you are her own father."

Danny's expression hardened. "Leave her alone," he stated firmly. It was an order. He wasn't joking. This was not the little happy reunion as Vlad would have planned. Except he knew that if this plan should fail, and Daniel would figure out his presence, then he would retreat. For now.

"Fine, Daniel, I will leave the girl at peace," Vlad said. "For now." He whispered the last words as he vanished in a puff of smoke, as was his way. Danny floated to the ground, sighing softly. He did not wish to fight Plasmius, nor did he wish for Alice to figure out that he was there. He just wanted to live in peace for once. But after finding that Plasmius was here, then he knew he would live every waking minute on his toes as long as Vlad was in Amity Park. As long as Alice's future was at hand and about to be influenced.

He looked around the corner of the hall towards Alice. He knew her senses were flaring, that she was alert to everything. But most of all, he noticed the strange energy coming from her. His face fell. She had them. And Vlad knew it. Vlad knew she had ghost powers and would rest at nothing to try and manipulate her. He also knew that the only way to stop him would be to tell Alice everything. To tell her his secret. But he couldn't do it. It may danger her even more. Not to mention that because of Vlad's connections with the ghosts, Vlad could easily send any ghosts he wished against Danny and Alice.

No. He would have to keep his secret from Alice at all costs. He sighed and vanished from view, finding his way through the building and flying back towards FentonWorks, leaving Alice to come home on her own. He was sure Vlad would not try anything until another day had gone by. He knew Vlad anticipated his entrance into the battle from the start. Besides, Danny had a promise to keep. As much as he hated to say it, Sam was right.

Meanwhile, Joseph had sought refuge in the woods, sitting on a tree branch, high above the floor. He panted, radio still in hand. "Vlad, come in," he spoke the words rapidly, trying to keep up from his rapid breaths.

"I am here, boy," Vlad said, suddenly appearing before him.

"My dad, he knows," Joseph said. Vlad frowned.

"So that is what alerted him," Vlad mumbled. "He must have alerted them both." Joseph looked at him quizzically. "Pay no mind to my babbling," Vlad said, rubbing his eyelids, tired of this. "I will see to it Plan B works to its fullest."

"Good," Joseph sighed. "By the way, can I stay with you for a while? My dad probably hates me now," Joseph said. "Not that I really care, but I need a place to stay."

Vlad smirked. "No problem, dear boy, after all, you deserve a little recognition for this. Feel free to stay in my home as long as you wish."

"Thanks," Joseph said. Vlad nodded. Then, in a split-second, both of them vanished form sight. Looks like the story has just begun.

E/N: I, personally, enjoyed writing this chapter. I hope you guys liked reading it. Correct me if I'm wrong because I don't know what Tucker's actually screen name is. I just put something I thought he would put. Anyway, thanks for reading!

--Airamé Phantom