Thought that I would clear up the mishap with Vlad's last name, since it was pointed out to me. I thought it was Masters, but as he was shunned for his attempt at taking over the world I felt that his name required a change, so I changed it to Powers.
"Sam? Where is she?"
"She had a question for Mr. Powers." Just then they heard an explosion. Both turned to the house as a portion of it blew up and smoke filled the air.
"Sam!" both males yelled as they rushed toward the house, Tucker on his phone texting Danny while Dash called 911 for assistance.
Tucker and Dash rushed forward into the smoke billowing out of the missing portion of the building to find Vlad, walking toward them, his body covered in smoke and dust. He was alone, his eyes glaring at the two boys before him.
"What are you two doing?" he growled, his eyes flashing red. Tucker pushed past him into the former lab. Dash followed behind him as an ambulance and fire truck flew up the driveway before stopping. Tucker covered his mouth and nose with his shirt as he looked around. The blond football player made it two steps in before he stopped. His eyes swelled with tears as the toxic smoke blinded him. He was pulled out two seconds later by a firefighter and sent to the hospital as his face swelled. Tucker continued looking for Sam, but he was too late in getting to her as another fighter pulled him back.
"No!" he screamed as they removed him from the building, his own eyes sightless now. The firefighters had helmets to protect their faces, so when one went in after depositing him on a stretcher, another ambulance called, he watched, his breath still as he waited.
Danny still sat in his room as the text rattled his phone, the contraption making a clattering sound as it vibrated right off his dresser. The halfa paid it no heed. He was so pissed. How could everything fall apart in such a short period of time?
"Danny!" Maddie yelled up the stairs. At the sound of his mother he sat up.
"What?!" he yelled back. This time his mother's voice cracked as she called him downstairs. This was strange for his mother for she rarely cried. He headed down the stairs and came to a halt when he saw his mother holding the phone to her chest, his father behind her, both looking like someone had just killed their kid. Jazz? "Mom? Dad?" His mother turned to her husband and back at their son. "What's wrong? Is it Jazz?" They shook their heads.
"Oh, honey, it's Sam." At this Danny's face twitched. Sam?
"What about her? Don't you know that sh-" His father stopped him.
"Danny, Sam was just in an explosion over at Vlad's old home. They're looking for her right now." Now Danny's heart broke in two. What? "Tucker and Dash were there when it happened. They tried to get to her, but the smoke caused a reaction as it was all toxic." Now Danny's eyes swelled with tears, the moisture spilling down his face.
"NOOOOO!" he screamed as he went ghost, his eyes flashing green. Danny's power erupted from his small form as he cried out his pain to the world. In his room his phone lay face up on the ground with the words Sam needs your help flashing on the screen.
Within moments the firefighter appeared from the smoke with a unconscious Sam in his arms. Another stretcher was brought forward as Tucker was loaded into an ambulance. Moments later all three ambulances rushed off, their red lights flashing to all that it was dire. Danny now flew over them, his green eyes watching the red and white vehicles swerve around edges to make it to the hospital that was still miles ahead. He wanted to go to her, but figured she might scorn him. Would she? With a sad sigh he went through the ambulance that held Tucker. Sitting down next his friend he became tangible causing the paramedic sitting beside him to freak out as he backed away from the ghost boy. Danny said nothing as Tucker awoke, his vision so bad that he could not see Danny at all, but he had noticed the air in the ambulance cool down.
"Where were you?" the techno-geek asked. "Why didn't you come?" The halfa just sat there in silence. "Sam was in there to see him. He looks nothing like the old Vlad that I was almost sure that it wasn't. The name is different, but that means nothing. I think that's why we heard nothing about it in the news."
"I'm sorry," Danny said. Tucker's face was so swelled, but nothing too serious. He had not been in there long enough, but what about Sam? "I was being stupid. Seems that me and Sam have that down pat, huh?" Tucker chuckled.
"Yeah, but even if you did what you did today I know that I can forgive you. That's what my grandmother always told me. Even if you never forget you should always forgive."
"What about Sam? Do you think that she can forgive me?" The male in the stretched snorted.
"Dude, she forgave you after that big fight after she claimed to never want to see you again. Hell, she even apologized first. I know that she could never hate you. That girl loves you. You should know that." Danny's eyes teared up at that thought. Even if she loved him, love could only go so far. He should have been there for and now she was in an ambulance after taking a blast head on. He had to go and see Vlad. After informing his friend he headed out.
Moments later found him at Vlad's now ruined home. The door opened to reveal that Tucker had been right. Vlad looked... old and worn out, but still so very evil. The male at the door was still very arrogant, but his eyes were now red, like his ghost form and his hair was no longer white, no, he had no hair to speak off. His appearance was no longer rich in appearance. He wore a suit, but nothing like his dark suits that were perfectly tailored. No, it hung off of him like a sack around a bum.
"Ah, so the Phantom is still around. Not such a great world. I would have thought that you would have been imprisoned in that damned ghost jail, but no such luck." Vlad turned to leave, but Danny reached out and grasped the aged male by his thin arm. The half ghost leered at him, his hostility evident. "You will unhand me before I am forced to do so." Danny paid him no heed.
"No, Vlad Powers or shall I call you by your real last name? Is that how you came home without anyone realizing that you were the villain that tried to take the Earth? You played them and I should just tell them, but you know what if they couldn't see you for what you are then I don't plan on helping! Tell me though what happened to Sam?" At this the male growled.
"I knew that stupid little bitch was Sam. I just had this feeling that I knew her and then she went a destroyed my home again!" Danny growled. He didn't care about all of Amity Park, but Sam was different! She was his! He protected that which was his! "She came here, crept into my old lab and tripped! I did nothing to that stupid girl! I am done messing with ghosts and done with messing with you, Danny Phantom!" With that Vlad yanked his arm out of Danny's grasp before heading up the walk. With a final slam of his door he was gone. That left Danny to himself. Sam had gone into Vlad's lab, but what for? What made her do that? Sure, Sam did not trust that easily and it could be that she recognized Vlad in his current state. She probably thought he was up to something and thought to investigate. She should know better! He headed back to his house, his mind full of thoughts of Sam and what would happen to the goth girl...
Sam awoke several hours later, no one in the room with her. Her parents had come and gone leaving her to her own. With a grimace she sat up, her body sore. What had happened? Then in a flash it came back to her! She rushed to get out of the hospital bed, her arms yanked back by a couple of tubes feeding her with several different things to help her in her unconsciousness. Reaching for the needles embedded in her arms she yanked them out with a single pull on the right and then the left. Gasping at the sharp pain from the removal she headed for what appeared to be the bathroom. As soon as she entered it she closed and locked the thick wooden door. Looking at herself in the mirror she was quite shocked.
"What the hell?"
Guess I will end it there. I hope that I have fixed what was wrong.