A/N: I like how this one turned out. Please read and review.


The Sweetness of Victory

Vlad stood over Danny's bed watching the boy's chest rise and fall peacefully in sleep. He almost felt regret for what he was about to do, but nevertheless, he couldn't help it. It was Halloween, the night of his curse when he was forced to feed off humans. After all, why else would his ghost form look like a vampire if it wasn't one?

The ghostly vampire gently pulled the sheets off his sleeping nemesis, careful not to wake the boy. Slowly, gingerly, he turned the boy over. The child's head lulled back, revealing a sensitive white-skinned neck.

Vlad licked his lips in anticipation. He had just finished feeding off of Maddie and Jazz and brutally killing off Jack. Soon, the two females would complete their transformations into vampire mistresses… his vampire mistresses. Danny was the last. The boy once changed would be his son.

The ghost boy didn't protest or wake as Vlad lifted him out of bed. The older male sat on the edge cradling Danny like an enfant. He tilted the head back a little more to expose more skin. Then he bit down.

Instantly, Danny's eyes flashed open, green light spilling out. Danny struggled against Vlad, periodically yelping in pain as Vlad bit down on his neck harder. The struggled ended quickly though as Danny became lethargic from the poison pouring into his system through Vlad's teeth. A minute later, the soon-to-be vampire lay still again. His body felt like a ton of lead.

Terror crept into the young half ghost's mind as pleasure struck older half ghost's mind like a wave. Danny felt sickened by the sensation of Vlad's teeth in his neck while Vlad thoroughly enjoyed it. The ghost child was revolted by the loss of his blood while the ghostly adult reveled in it.

Danny's mind fell into darkness as the last of his life's blood left him. His eyes rolled back into his head. Vlad pulled his teeth out of the boy's skin and smacked his lips together. He had to admit that he enjoyed that particular drink more than he thought he would. His nemesis' blood was sweeter than candy.

Standing he left his son's room. There were still preparations to be made.

Danny woke up with a splitting headache. A thousand drum sticks beat on his head and a million cymbals clashed in his ears. He clutched his head and groaned in agony. Along with that pain was a sharp stinging sensation in his mouth. He felt as if he had been grinding his teeth for hours.

"What happened?" he whispered to himself.

Slowly, he stood up and walked over to his dresser. When he looked into the mirror he nearly fainted.

"What?!"

He ran his tongue over his teeth and felt the tiny sharp points. He searched in his mind and felt the longing for blood.

"No, no, no, no!"

In a millisecond he transformed into ghost mode and flew out his window to Sam's house. As he did so, Vlad quietly opened the door to Danny's room and watched his son fly off to his lover's home.

In two minutes Danny was standing on Sam's balcony knocking on her window. A murmured 'come in' allowed him to enter. He phased into her room and stood at the foot of her bed.

"Sam you have to help! Look at my teeth! Look at my teeth! I don't know how hit happened! I was a half ghost now I'm avampireandIdon'tknowwhattodo! Youhavetohelpme!"

"Danny calm down!" Sam reprimanded him.

"Ican'tcalmdownSam!I'mafreakingvampire!" he babbled.

Thwap!

Danny clutched his cheek where Sam had just slapped him.

"Shut up and sit down!" she ordered while gesturing at her bed. Danny complied, sitting on the edge of her bed as she stood before him with her hands on her hips. "Now coherently explain what happened."

Danny stared at her neck. Suddenly, he didn't feel like talking. He felt like doing something else with his mouth.

"Danny? Danny! Snap out of it! You have to resist the urge! I'm your friend, remember? You don't bite me!"

Danny shook his head, but he couldn't clear it. The urge to fulfill his animalistic desire was strong.

"Come on, Danny. You've been in worse situations than this. Remember when Freakshow used that staff on you? You fought him off. You can fight this!" Sam encouraged.

Danny stared at his feet. He didn't say anything.

"You can do it Danny. Now tell me what happened. We need to reverse this and if we can figure out what caused this then we can undo it."

Danny took a deep breath. "I don't know what happened. I was asleep and then I woke up like this. I didn't fight any ghosts last night, none that I remember."

"Hmm…" Sam hummed thoughtfully. She turned her back and walked over to her bookcase. She fingered the spines of the tomes, her eyes running along the titles. "I have a book on vampires somewhere around here."

Danny silently stood up and glided across the room to stand behind her. He eyed her pale neck hungrily.

"As you and I both know, vampires feed on humans. Their sense of smell is particularly keen. They can smell emotions like animals. They're mainly nocturnal and they're almost as obsessive as ghosts," Sam lectured as she searched her bookcase for the volume she was looking for.

Danny continued to stare longingly at her neck. He wrung his hands nervously, fighting with himself. He wanted, all of him wanted, but he knew it was wrong. He didn't like doing wrong and he didn't want to hurt her. She also said that she didn't want to be bitten. But if he did bite her, surely she would forgive her. Then they could live together forever as immortals. If he did bite her he wouldn't be lonely and he wouldn't have to deal with the pain of losing her to death. He nearly clutched his head in agony as his morals and desires battled for supremacy.

"Found it!" Sam said in relief. She turned around and nearly gasped at how close Danny was too her. He was too close. She looked in his eyes and saw the conflict there. She saw the pain he was in. She saw the longing and the desire and the sheer agony of his indecision. But Sam didn't budge. "I trust you Danny."

"Sam…" he said weakly. "I need you." His breaths, his fake breaths, became short and rapid. "I love you. I'm sorry." He gripped her shoulders and bit her neck. She tensed for a moment but submitted. There was no point in fighting a half ghost vampire.

Sweet warm blood filled Danny's mouth and massaged his throat. As he drank her life away his hunger abated. Never before did he feel so satisfied. He paused in wonder as she reached her arms behind him and gripped his back, pulling him closer to her. Danny breathed in her scent. It was sweet and filled with promise.

Vlad watched the two from the window. There was no sweeter taste than victory.