I give up. Italics are inside Phil's mind. Do not own.

The next day- 4kids Headquarters

Phil sat quietly in the corner of the room. No-one dared disturb him, after what happened yesterday. There had been rumours about the meeting with Mr. Kahn, but no-one dared question him. Phil was secretly pleased with the outcome of the meeting. He sat there plotting his next move.

Several months ago

Phil woke up in a cold sweat.

He hadn't had a nightmare, he wasn't sick. What had happened to him?

"Phil." A hollow cold voice echoed through his mind. He shuddered, must have been a nightmare after all.

"Phil." There is was again. What was happening?

"Who are you? Show yourself!" He sounded like he was braver than he felt. He could feel the room getting colder and darker.

"PHIL!" The voice had turned in to a screeching noise, like metal tearing.

In pain Phil collapsed to the floor. Then black.

When he woke he saw himself lying on the floor. A dark figure stood over his lifeless body.

"Am I dead?" Phil asked the shadowy figure, who immediately turned to face him. Were eyes should have been, there were black holes, absorbing all light that came near it. Phil stepped back and looked at his own hand. It had become translucent.

"No, but you will wish you were." The cold hollow voice replied. The creature lunged at Phil and made the same blood curling cry as before.

The next morning Phil woke up with a start. The night before... It seemed so real... He could have sworn he had died that night.

He felt something pull at his consciousness in the back of his mind. The hairs on his neck stood up.

"It was real, Phil Johnson." That voice. It seemed as if it were all of the nightmares in the world had been brought into his mind every time that voice spoke. "I have control of your soul now. You are nothing but the previous owner of this empty shell."

"Who are you? What right do you have to take control of me?" Phil shouted throughout his mind.

"I am Aku Kura, the spirit of darkness in this world. I have observed these puny primates for centuries. Now it is time for me to rise from my prison to show this world true fear." The dark voice seemed to absorb the last of Phil's control over his own spirit.

"And you, Phil will become my first follower and the leader of a supreme race that knows the true power of fear." With each word the voice changed from the hollow cold drone of the dark spirit to that of Phil's own voice.

"Aku, please stop." Phil's voice had faded over the months. Soon he would have to give up the fight with the spirit or risk fading into the nothingness that Aku Kura had shown him that waited for him after death.

"Why stop, we now have control over the operation." Aku had not been pleased to find out at first that his shell had only recently become a lead translator for a children's television show. After a couple of weeks he had realised the power of his position. He had control of what children would see as acceptable in the future. "By removing all of the violence, we can make them unprepared to stop my uprising."

Phil's soul groaned, he was almost a memory to the mighty spirit. "You shouldn't have used guilt to make Mr. Kahn let you get away with you plans."

"DO NOT CALL HIM MR KAHN! He is no longer your boss, I am. You should be calling me Master Kura. He is not worthy of any title except of peasant, for that is all I can see in his future," snarled Aku.

"Umm... Mr. Johnson... Mr Kahn would like to see you... Are you okay?" One of the staff had gained the courage to come and pass on the message that had been sent from the head office.

"I'm fine." Aku snarled. Phil had lost control to Aku again. If he could ever gain control he would have warned them of the crazy dark spirit that was battling him for control of his body. They would send him to a mental institution, but at least he would be away from society, away from anyone who could get harmed.

Phil whimpered as he let Aku take full control of the 'shell' they shared. Aku opened the door of Alfred Kahn's office and took on Phil's timid voice.

"You wanted to see me sir?" Aku made Phil pull a ridiculous face that made him look like he was expecting to be hit.

Mr Kahn stood up and walked over to Phil. "I'm so sorry about yesterday... I didn't mean to get so angry... It's just I had a lot riding on that series..."

"It's okay sir... I understand" Phil struggled against the will of Aku. He managed to make the corner of his mouth twitch. His spirit was overwhelmed once again by the darkness.

"I suppose you are right... I've trusted you so far with the series, and it has turned out fine so far." Alfred continued. "That is all I asked you up here for... You may leave now."

Aku mentally rolled his eyes. As Phil left the room the webmaster shouted out to him.

"Hey, Phil. I just go a message asking about the fourth season of GX. Has it been given the green light?"

"Eh? No. Not in the foreseeable future but there is a small possibility..." Phil replied.

"Aku, you shouldn't have manipulated him like that. Using guilt to get what you want. It's just... low." Phil frowned. "Why did you even choose me to be your host? I'm not strong, rich or influential..."

Aku smirked. "I selected you because you were weak and quiet. The innocent can manipulate people to do what they want, which is what I'm using to my advantage."

Phil scowled. He was not going to let Aku Kura win.