So Fast, So Sudden

Danny's POV

I shivered as the wisp came from my mouth. An unnatural chill ran down my spine. It must be really cold in here if I can see my breath, I reasoned.

Jazz helped me to my room; carrying Sam's scrapbook. I sat down on my bed and looked around. I knew it was my room, but it looked unfamiliar. Like after you wake up from a long nap and you're still a little groggy. Jazz set the book on my nightstand, kissed my forehead, and left; closing the door on the way out.

I laid down on my bed, staring at the wall and watching my breath. I didn't understand why I could see my breath if it wasn't that cold, "Maybe it's colder than I thought," I said to myself. I sat up and took Sam's scrapbook; opening the cover to stare at the picture again. That can't be me. I turned the page to see all three of us: Me then Sam then Tucker.

I kept turning the pages, looking at each page and each picture. There were a few more of the ghost boy, but not many. Finally I turned to the last page to see a picture: half me, half the ghost boy.

I shook my head and closed the book. They were trying way too hard. It did look similar, that I had to admit, but there was no way I could be half ghost.

I stood up on one leg and hopped to the thermostat. 70 °F, room temperature. So why could I still see my breath?

Suddenly, I heard a villainous chuckle. "Oh this is too great to be true." A male voice came. I turned around, my blue cast bumping the table, to see a ghost with pale blue skin, red eyes, black hair, and fangs floating and staring at me. "Wh-what?" I was in shock. He floated over to me, "You shouldn't be so surprised boy, your ghost sense did go off." I was really confused.
"Wh-who are you?" My fear showing. The ghost gave me a look.
"What is wrong with you boy?"

I stayed against the wall, shaking in fear. I feel like I know him, but I wasn't sure. "Very well, I'll play you're little game. I am Vlad Plasmius and you are Danny Fenton also known as Danny Phantom." I rolled my eyes,
"That again? Listen Vlad, I don't know who you are, but I'm not half-ghost." He laughed.
"Oh please, stop."
"I'm serious!" I protested to the stranger,
"Yeah and you didn't try to beat me up and follow your idiot father!" I just stared at him blankly, trying to remember.
"You don't remember do you boy?" I shook my head, still cautious about the stranger that just appeared in my room.
"Come with me." I shook my head
"I don't know you."

He took me by the arm, started flying, and phased us through the ceiling. I started flailing about; feeling like I was about to fall. "You're not going to fall because you're going to change into your ghost form." He said,
"I'm not half-ghost!" I screamed at him
"Just focus. Focus on the part in you that's different."
"But...!"
"Just trust me my boy."

I did as I was told and soon I felt a change. I looked down at myself to see a bright ring form around my midsection; going up and down changing me out of my clothes into the boy in the picture. Vlad let go of my arm and I floated; swinging my arms around to steady myself. "This can't be happening!"
"But it is. You are one of the few half-ghosts, or halfas, in existence." I shook my head, looking at my now gloved hands.
"Follow me."

I followed him, even though my instincts told me not to. I had to find out more about this. Sam and Tucker were telling the truth about me being a halfa as the vampire like ghost said. If only I knew that following and listening to Vlad would lead to disaster.

I NEED HELP! I have a few ideas of where this is going, but I really need those ideas! PLEASE HELP! Well... That's it really so Bye!
~Brit~