Whoo chapter 3! Sorry this one took longer to get out... And it is shorter... Bleh. School is murdering me slowly, so it might be a while... Danny and Sam actually figure stuff out! Haha, they are so screwed... XD Ok, to reply to reviews...
Jaded Jimmy: Yes, I want to kill Valerie too. Don't worry, she won't turn up THAT much.. Mainly cause I'm still figuring out how to write her... Thanks!
aras the crazy writer: I like being evil. :D It's fun...
DannySamLover20 and Sunshine-Midnight123: Thank you both! I'm planning on continuing it.
So, let's go with the story, shall we? Urgh, this feels a bit rushed to me, but eh... I'm figuring it out. Hehe... ^^"
Tucker watched his best friend pace back and forth as he held Jazz's hand. They were watching him with worry. He hadn't stopped fidgeting since Vlad and his parents had announced the arrangement for him to marry Valerie. Tucker and Jazz had waited in the room when Vlad had excused himself with Valerie and the two adult Fenton's followed cheerfully. Now they just had to wait for the explosion…. Three, two, one…
"I can't marry her!" Danny burst out.
Tucker had to hold back a grin at having his countdown be right on spot. Jazz broke in. "Why not, Danny? She's smart, doesn't look too bad, and she's a fighter. She fights ghosts, yes, but she can make an exception for you…."
"I don't care about that!" Danny spat, glaring at his older sister.
"Then what's wrong, dude?" Tucker said, sighing.
"I-I don't love her." Danny stuttered, his face flushing red.
Jazz said, "So? You can fall in love with her."
"But I love someone else!" He said before thinking. Danny's blue eyes widened and he rubbed his head as Tucker snorted at Jazz's confused expression.
"Oh boy, this is too good to be true…. There's only one girl you've met since you came here… You can't seriously be crushing on Sam?"
Danny was brick red and staring at the ground. He didn't even have to say a word. Tucker could see from his expression, and that was enough to make him start cracking up all over again."Oh this really is too good to be true…"
"What? Who's he in love with? Who's Sam?" Jazz asked, her eyes narrowing. She hated being left out of the loop.
Tucker smiled at Jazz and said, "I'm introducing you to Sam tonight. She's an old friend who decided to work here. She's a maid, but she's got a vivid personality."
Jazz nodded and looked at Danny. "Danny, we've only been here a little while! You can't fall in love that fast!"
"How long did it take you to fall for Tucker?"
"Um, T-that situation's totally different…" Jazz mumbled, blushing.
"Is not! You two were fighting your feelings for years, Jazz, years!" Danny growled, his eyes flaring green. He was trying to get Jazz to see how he felt, because now he understood the weird connection between Jazz and Tucker. If it was anything like his attraction to Sam, then he could understand their relationship so much better…
"Ok, ok I get your point." Jazz conceded. "But you can still fall in love with Valerie. And she'll probably be a better match than a maid."
Danny's eyes narrowed as he realized that his sister didn't think that he should like a maid. Tucker broke in quickly before the siblings started really fighting. "Jazzy, Sam's not just a maid. But we can't talk about it now, and she wants to tell you herself. Just don't draw judgments yet."
"Fine. But Danny, unless you can convince our parents to hold off the marriage soon, you're going to be in one heck of a mess."
Danny sighed as he thought, I already am….
Danny spent the day avoiding Valerie as she tried to find him and ended up hiding in the room that Tucker had hidden away so he could meet with Sam. He stretched out on the bed, waiting for his friends. Tucker led Jazz up the stairs and into the small room. "Well? Where is she?" Jazz asked, one eyebrow arched.
"How about right here?" A voice said from the shadows. Danny scrambled to his feet and turned his head to see Sam step from the shadows beside the other door. She stood there and observed Jazz with cool amethyst eyes after shooting a grin at Tucker and Danny.
"Sam." Danny sighed softly, feeling better now that he was in her presence. Tucker shot a glance at him and grinned to himself. Danny had it so bad…
"So you're Sam?" Jazz inquired, studying the girl. She looked familiar, and the amethyst eyes were glittering brightly at her.
Sam met Jazz's gaze evenly. "Yes. I am Sam. And you're Princess Jasmine Fenton, engaged to the idiot in the beret."
"Hey!" Tucker objected, touching his beret. "I'm not an idiot!"
Sam rolled her eyes in answer and Jazz half smiled. She liked this girl, and it was clear she was friends with Tucker. "So," Jazz said slowly, trying to understand what was familiar about this girl, "Tucker says you're not just a maid, but he refused to tell me more."
Sam glared at Tucker, who shrugged and returned to his precious PDA, and said, "Good thing you didn't give up my secret, nitwit." She looked at Jazz and said, "Well, I'm not just a maid. I'm Samantha Manson, exPrincess of Hapus."
Jazz blinked and gasped, "You're the girl in the photograph!"
Sam scowled and said, "Yes, my parents showed you that old picture, right? I wish they'd just stop. It's not like they actually care about me or anything." No, all they wanted was her damned ability. Not her for herself, or even as a daughter, they just wanted a pawn to use and a fortune teller.
Jazz looked at her, concerned. "They're worried about you, Sam." She said softly.
No they're not! They're worried about their pet Seer! Sam wanted to scream. She only allowed herself to sigh and said, "They're not, it's a pretense. Believe me, Jazz."
Tucker suddenly let out a whoop of joy. The other three stared at him.
"I just beat Green Heads Cowboys for the 10th time!" He explained with a huge smile on his face.
Sam whacked him on the head and said, "You idiot! Get a life and stop eating meat!"
Tucker laughed and attempted to duck, which failed miserably. "I'm a carnivore, Sam! You'll never change me!"
Sam grimaced before smiling and punching Tucker in the shoulder. "One day!" Sam threatened, "One day, Tucker Foley, you will eat vegetables!"
"Nooo!" Tucker said in a drawn out, overly dramatic voice. Jazz and Danny started laughing and Sam joined right in. Jazz smiled at Sam. The serious girl had lightened up with joking with Tucker, and the redhead decided that she liked Sam. But a thought wiggled in the back of her mind. Why had Sam gone from being a princess to a maid? That kind of change needed a good reason, otherwise wouldn't she just go back to her parents? Jazz decided to think it over later, and looked at Danny. No wonder he had a crush on this girl. Sam was strong, and something special. She'd figure out this girl's secret soon.
Danny took a deep breath and said, "Ok, so we need a plan."
Sam blinked and said, "Why do we need a plan? What are we planning for?" She hadn't thought that she had seen anything that needed planning, and she tried to forget her visions.
Danny flushed and said, "Vlad Masters convinced my parents to make me, um, marry Valerie." He stuttered a bit and looked awkward.
Sam felt as if she had been sucker punched in the gut. She had been feeling something in her since she had met Danny, but this hurt much more. Danny was going with Valerie. Sam realized that she didn't want Danny with Valerie, or any other girl in that matter. I want to be the one with Danny. Sam thought. I want to be with him… But if he was happy with her… Sam closed her eyes, trying to block the images that her overactive mind was setting up. This wasn't her gift, just her imagination, but it felt as if it could be real glimpses of the future. Danny standing at an altar, a girl walking down the aisle to him, his hands deftly pushing the veil over her hair and away from her face, revealing Valerie, and Danny leaning down to kiss her… No, no, no! Sam's mind yelled, and she drew a deep breath, hoping the others didn't realize that it was rasping in her throat.
Sam opened her eyes as Danny said, "Sam? Are you ok?"
She looked at him and said, "You want my help making wedding plans?" She spat the words out like a curse, unable to hide the hurt in her eyes.
"No!" Danny said, cringing at the words. "I want your help in convincing my parents to STOP it!"
Sam blinked, and the hurt seemed to melt away. Danny didn't want Valerie. She didn't know if Danny wanted another girl, and that was why he wanted help fighting the marriage plans. But a new ache had settled in her stomach. She was scared. Scared that Danny would fall in love with someone, and she'd be stuck on the sides, forever cursed. Sam pushed the new pain away, ignoring it. It wasn't as if she'd ever be able to be the one that Danny liked. She was a maid now. Sam said, "How can we convince them it's a bad idea?"
"Well," Jazz began, "Valerie's a ghost hunter, right?"
"Right." Tucker said. He already thought he knew what Jazz was thinking, but he waited for her to say it.
"Well, if Danny flies around a bit as Phantom, and Valerie accidently hurts him, wouldn't that be a great way to break the marriage?"
Danny smiled hugely. "That's perfect, Jazz! Mom and Dad hate me getting hurt, and they'll accept my objections then!"
"But he has to get hurt!" Sam objected, not liking the idea of Danny getting hurt.
"Don't worry, Sam. I'll be fine." Danny said, smiling crookedly at her. She felt reassured despite her worries for his health.
"Ok, that's a plan. So when should we execute it?" Tucker asked, putting his PDA in his pocket and rubbing his hands together in a conspirator manner.
"Tomorrow. Tomorrow will be great." Danny said, smiling. He would be free before the arrangements got too far, and he'd get to spend more time with Sam.
Vlad Plasmius flew out from where he had stood, invisible, in the corner. None of them had noticed him, the unalert fools. Of course, it wasn't ALL their fault, but they were all fools. Especially Daniel, for not joining him.
Vlad landed on the roof of the castle, in a blind spot of the cameras. "Are the spells set?" He asked the air.
A shimmering revealed a darkly cloaked figure. "Yes, master." The figure said softly. "The concealment spells are set, and I have a number of other spells at the ready."
"Good. We start as the boy's plans start. He may crack the marriage, but we will crack his heart. And then the prize will be ours."
The figure smiled, and its pointed teeth flashed in the sun. "I have not tasted a Seer's blood in so long…" It muttered, its black eyes flickering like dark flames.
"After we have the power." Vlad cut it off quickly.
"Of course. The blood still tastes the same, with power or without." The figure said, smiling predatorily.
Vlad eyed the figure in disgust as it shimmered into invisibility and he flew into the forest before walking back as Vlad Masters. He smirked. Soon the power would be his, and he would be all powerful…
The shadowy figure walked invisibly behind a dark haired girl. He smelled the air and his mouth felt parched. After so many years of searching, a Seer was so close… Her blood would be fresh, hot, and powerful. So delightful to take….
The Seer stopped to dust a ledge, and the figure moved to just behind her shoulder, staring at the pale skinned neck that was exposed. The scent coming from the blood running just beneath the smooth skin… His lips, with fangs beneath, were slightly parted, and his black eyes were narrowed. So close, and yet, so far. He couldn't take her blood till the man took her power. The blood would still make him powerful, and he couldn't have appeared without the man. His mouth was inches from the smooth, creamy skin, and his ice breath touched her neck. He saw her shiver and look around sharply, the amethyst eyes piercing the air around her.
The figure smirked. Seer or not, he had been working on his enchantments and spells for years. Her aura seeking eyes would find nothing in the air around her. The girl started moving down the hall again, and the figure walked behind her, his hidden, black eyes watching her hungrily. So soon, and her blood would be hers. He smiled, his pointed teeth coming together like a puzzle and he touched the back of her neck, to feel the blood rushing beneath the skin. So soon, and the flow would stop, the warm lifeblood would leave her body and enter his. And he would be able to hold his own in this world once again.
Sammy got a stalker, oh noes! Hehe, sorry. Thanks to klrob for helping me get the creepy guy right... I still am considering names for him, so if you have suggestions go ahead and put them in a review.