"DIE!" was heard from outside the house. Seems he was really mad. Oh, well. She took another step when another shock, more powerful than the other one hit her. Her form dropped as blood flew from her mouth. Her body shut down at that point causing her to miss the step. Her body fell forward, her last thought about a black haired boy with a white streak through the middle. She smiled as the world became black. A shadow appeared just then, the dark form looking down at the teen before reaching for her.

Undergrowth burst into the house, the doorway destroyed as his large form rushed for his daughter. She had just been there and now she was gone. He looked down the stairs just in time to see a shadow move toward the Ghost Portal. He rushed down the stairs, the ceiling cracking and the walls caving in.

"Where are you girl?!" he screamed as he turned to see the Ghost Portal close. He rushed at to find that it was locked. He thrust against it, his form not even leaving a dent in the black and yellow striped door. Growling he headed out of the house to vent his rage out on the controlled ghost and humans alike. The girl had supposed to have been mindless. She was not supposed to be able to fight back. With every second he began to feel a white hot anger at the promises he was made by Nocturne. This was not turning out like he had hoped that it would. He didn't have his daughter. She was still human and still fighting him. That meant that he would have to kill her or kill that which made her want to fight him. He would have to kill the ghost child soon! He had planned on taking his time with that task after the last time he had battled the ghost child. He had been taken down and had died. He was back now, but it had taken a lot of work and years for him to come back. He was not as powerful as he had been before. Maybe that was why she found it so easy to disobey. No! He was not responsible for her actions. He had done what he could blasting her with his power so much that the human had bled and now she was in the Ghost Zone. He couldn't go there because the portal he had come in was gone while this other one was too small for his larger form. Grumbling a few choice words he headed for his hide out. He would have to find a way to send someone into the Ghost Zone if he wanted both of his preys. She had said her goal was in there so that must mean that the ghost boy was in there too.

Sam awoke in the middle of no where. She looked around, her body twisting to see around only to find that she was still in pain from that last shock from the overgrown plant. Groaning she was surprised to hear a familiar voice.

"Are you okay?" It then struck her that she was laying on a lap. A male lap. Turning a bright shade of red she tried to sit up only to find warm hands on her upper body. "Don't. You're hurt. I can help you, but I need you to trust me to remove the thing still causing you pain." Sam almost said something smart before something in the back of her mind whispered for her to trust the male talking to her.

"I trust you," she said. "What are you talking about? What thing?" Danny looked down at her as she glared up at him. Even though she looked pissed of he knew she was just confused. Sometimes when Sam was confused it came out looking rather pissed off.

"There is something in you causing you pain. It was planted in you to control you." Now she looked skeptical.

"How do you know that? Is it even true?" He reached down and taking her hand forced her to touch the back of her neck. He placed her hand over the spot with the wire-like vines were coming from. When their hands touched it they were forced to retreat as a shock tore through her hand and his. "What the hell!?" This time she touched it. Again she received a shock. "How in the world?"

"Nocturne is my best guess." Sam looked thoughtful for a moment.

"The ugly thing that has horns, but wears lipstick?" He nodded with a smirk at her description. "I remember seeing him when I was in this room... it had lots of chairs and tables. He was looking down at me and then he was in my dreams." Danny looked shocked. She was remembering what had happened to her before her attempted brainwashing.

"Did you see me?" he inquired. She looked over at him as she shut her eyes. Did she see him. She watched the scene in her mind, everything quiet for a moment before she opened her eyes. She shook her head.

"Not there, but you were with me at a hospital. We were in a bathroom talking. I can't hear what is being said, but I know it was important. I made you... sad." He nodded.

"You told me that you needed time alone. You wanted me to leave." She cocked her head to the side.

"You mean something to me?" she asked as she nodded now. "You are an important person in my life. I can see you, bits of you and me. You are two people in one body." Another shock coursed through her system making her eye flash to green as the control was ripped from her and her memories forced away. "Who are you?"

"Sam, I am someone whom you trust and we had a fight several weeks ago it seems now. I spied on you and you still forgave me and now I forgive you. I have asked that you trust me enough for me to take that thing out of your head so that you can be free." Sam sat there for a moment before attempting to stand up again. "No!" he yelled as he pulled her back down. Another shock ripped through her. Why? Why was she hurting? She was under his control. "What is happening?" he asked, clear concern in his voice causing the plant child to look at him, her eyes flashing green with a speck of violet in the middle.

"He told me to die," was her response. "I guess since he can't come in here and there is no one to come in here for him he has decided that I must die. It won't take long." It seemed to him that she had given up. Like she had resigned herself to death at the hands of someone who had no right to take her life from her, from him.

"No, I don't want you to die!" he cried out as he pulled her close. She let out a chuckle, some blood escaping from the side of her mouth. "Samantha!" he cried as he pressed his cold lips to her chilled ones. The teen below him stiffened at the contact and put her hands up to his chest to push him off of her.

Dash frowned as he looked over to where the two were, his eyes smiling as his frown lifted too.

"Finally," he breathed. Tucker looked at him in confusion until he realized what the other teen was looking at.

"I was wondering how long it would take," the dark skinned male stated.

There might be a couple more chapters left on this one and then it will be done. *Sniffle* Guess there comes a time when a story must end unless you're one of those fade away authors. Their stories never end.