I am back with the real chapter 4. Its been a busy month sorry I didn't update it sooner, it lacks information yes I know, but overcoming writers block is hard, it is a curse.

Huntsman, I no AD:JL much? It is. I was watching AD:JL Homecoming before writing it. So yeah. This chapter we learn about Violet Huntsman and how she fits into the story. I have plans for her and Emilee, and Vlad will be coming in again on a later note. He didn't fight for reasons you may or may not learn soon. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom or American Dragon: Jake Long. If I did neither show would be discontinued. I do own Violet and Emilee.

19th Century Amity Park.

"How could people be so clueless? Magical beings are all around us," I asked my father.

"Violet, my child, do not speak out of turn."

"Father, you are just as clueless, I want to fight, I want to kill dragons, I want to make them suffer. Do you not see the mark lining my back?" I was screaming now, "The Huntsmaster told me that I was born to fight and kill dragons!"

"You are a girl! Girls do not fight, girls cook and clean."

"Well what if I want to!" I stormed to my room and I packed a small bag of clothes. I will be leaving at midnight, when the small town is asleep. If I wanted to leave no one could stop me. I will no longer be known as Violet Pettit, the daughter of the richest ghost hunter in Amity Park, I will be known as Violet Huntsman, the famous dragon slayer.

At the stroke of midnight I snuck out of the house quietly, not even a creak was made as I stepped down on our flooring. And as soon as I was out of the house I ran. I ran as fast as my little legs would take me. I ran, the world passing me by. I could not stop, the cool fall air beating against my face, I ran. I ran until I found the meeting place designed for the Huntsclan. Then I stepped into the portal that looked like it came from the 21st century. And when I opened my eyes, I was in New York, where I will train.

Very rarely will a Huntsmaster look upon the arrival of a new student. Because the person who looked upon the arrival, would be the trainer. I must've been lucky because waiting for my arrival was the Huntsmaster, my new trainer, the master was my trainer.

"Violet, I have been waiting for your arrival, and now you have came, come with me."

"Yes, Huntsmaster." and I followed behind him silently, without making a sound.

Three Years Later- Amity Park

My old town. I have returned after three years. But I am no longer a person fighting with her father, about leaving to slay dragons, I am now leader of the Huntsclan. I am the Huntsmaster. No one has ever advanced so quickly, but I did. And I now no longer slay dragons, I am also the most famous ghost hunter of my time.

I slowly walked up to the door of my old home. It looked as if no one was there. Like no one has been there for a long time. I knocked on the door three times, I desperately wanted to see the reaction on my dad's face when he learns that I was the best. I am the best. He will regret trying to keep me. After five knocks my dad opened the door.

"Hello Father, surprised to see me?" I growled.

"Violet? What happened?"

"I ran away, joined Huntsclan, and became Huntsmaster, and now I have come back to rub it in that girls aren't just good for cooking and cleaning."

"Seriously?"

"Nope, I have come home to torture you, I will make you suffer so bad, you will wish you were dead."

"Violet, what happened."

"My dear father, I have changed. I am no longer Violet Manson, I am Violet Rose Huntsman." After an hour of torture I had him down on his knees bleeding until he died from blood loss, I was satisfied.

Twenty two years passed, dragons were an endanger species, pixies became extinct, one person was killed, I fell in love, got married, and had a child, and now I am lying in my death bed sick. My fourteen year old daughter walked up to me crying she was smart she knew I was going to die soon.

"Mommy, will you remember me?" she said, she was smart and sophisticated, but she was still a kid at heart.

"My dear Charlotte, how could I forget you?" I reached her face and wiped one of the tears running down her face.

"I don't know."

"Charlotte, let me tell you a secret, I was a bad person, I murdered my father, but when you were born I stopped everything so I could raise you."

"What?"

"Char, I was the leader of a clan called the Huntsclan, we killed magical creatures, but when you were born I stopped, you were my life and raising you was my new goal."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"I needed to tell you. There is a second part."

"Go on." Her tears had slowed down.

"When I was your age, I ran away from my dad to join the Huntsclan. While doing my studies, I ran across a place called the Ghost Zone. You see, some people go there when they die. So remember this, just because I die, doesn't always mean I'm gone. K."

"Ok Mommy."

"Charlotte, tell your Daddy I love him, and remember I love you." and with that I took my last breath as a human in my own body, at the age of thirty-nine the minute before my fortieth birthday.

And as I stepped outside my body, in my ghostly form, the clock struck midnight and my daughter was sobbing loudly. My husband, Adam, walked in and when he saw me he cried just as loudly, I had never seen him cry before. I watched as Charlotte turned me onto my back and traced the dragon on my back. I could feel her tracing it, it was weird.

"Charlie, you remind so much like your mother you know that?" Adam asked my little Charlotte. She gave a small grin before she cried even louder. I looked at Charlotte. She had long raven black hair, with sparkling violet eyes, that were so shiny behind the film of tears. She was smart, strong, independent, kind, but also filled with anger and rage. Adam was right, she was just like me.

For a year I watched Adam and Charlotte, I learned that Adam had had an affair with me, and I also noticed that Charlotte didn't trust him. And on the anniversary of my death, Adam kicked my Charlie out of the house and onto the streets. After my death, I started to hate him more and more, without me he abused my little Charlotte. So when he kicked out Charlotte, I decided to finally put my powers to the test.

I looked around town and found the perfect girl and I overshadowed her. I would become Charlotte's friend. I walked over to where Charlotte was crying and I sat down next to her.

"Hey, what's wrong," I asked.

"My dad just kicked me out of the house."

"That's horrible."

"I guess, its just worse when I think of what day it is.'

"Hmm?"

"Nah, you might get bored."

"No, I probably won't, you see my mom died last week two years ago, this morning my dad decided he had enough of me and threw me out as well."

"That's pretty much my story except it was today at the stroke of midnight, last year. She died at the age of forty the exact moment of her birthday."

"Tough luck huh?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"I'm Emilee by the way. Emilee Pettit."

"I'm Charlotte, Charlotte Manson." I could obviously tell that she did not want to say her real name of Charlie Hunter.

"Charlotte, can I call you Charlie?"

"I guess. Does this mean we're friends now?"

"I think it does, come on, I will show you where I live."

"I thought you said you got kicked out."

"I did, I live in a tree house I built when I was a kid."

"It feels weird."

"Don't worry ok, I won't hurt you, I know what it feels like to be abused sexually, mentally, and physically, ok." I told her so I could get her to trust me, I was anyway her mother.

Eventually Charlie trusted me, then we moved on to bigger and better things, and not wanting to leave earth I lived body to body my story changing each time. Then I ended up here.

"Emilee, I can't believe your moving." said a black boy with dorky glasses and wavy black hair that could make girls fall for him if it was the right color. But that name, Emilee, where had I heard that name before.

"Yeah Tucker, I can't believe it earlier. I'm going to miss you so much."

"I'm going to miss you too Emmy."

"Emilee Petite, you didn't think you were going to be able to leave without giving Danny and I hugs did you." said a scrawny blond kid. Emilee Petite, now I know it sounds familiar, what was it? I watched as the tiny girl with long dark blond hair hugged the scrawny blond boy, and a partly muscular boy with messy black hair, and she was pulling the boy who goes by Tucker towards them, until he wrapped his arms around her as well.

"I will miss all of you guys, very, very much. Especially you Danny, you reminded me that having ghost hunter parents isn't always so bad. The partly muscular boy giggled a little.

After the touching 'I hope this isn't the last time I see you guys' reunion I followed Emilee home and overshadowed her, absorbing her memories and her timeline. I looked at her family tree and at the very top was the first person I overshadowed. This girl was my great great grand daughter.

I overshadowed her for so long, Emilee eventually gained half my powers and I was able to change her into ghost form and back to human. She looked just like Charlie in ghost form, so I gave her my name, Violet Hunts, but it wouldn't be complete unless I added 'men' so I did.

After a couple years my 'parents' told me we might be going back to Amity Park. I decided to get onto the computer, and I came across the Amity Park Chatroom, I created an account of ImissDannyFenton and logged into the chatroom. Using the knowledge I had absorbed I spoke honestly about Emilee's life, most of it anyways. By the time I got to the end of the conversation I needed to return to Amity Park. I grew up part of my real life in Amity Park, I grew up as a human in hundreds of different bodies in Amity Park or near, and something told me I needed to return. Then I met him.

Is that a cliffie I'm not good with cliffie's. Anyways. Send me your suggestions, your comments, and your criticism. Yes, criticism is accepted. Oh and who is 'him'? That is your question, I want you to give you a chance to guess, the right guess might just be a part of my story, if you want to. So send in your answer and if you want to be in my story or not.

HINT- It is NOT Vlad Plasmius/Masters.

Oh yeah, and I need help, so if you could answer this question too. Should Tucker betray his friends while being overshadowed, self account, or do you want to be surprised?