Okay, finally I overcame the writer's block.
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in the original Danny Phantom, but I do own the ones that are in this fic that weren't.
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Nighttime had washed over Amity Park and stars glistened in the dark sky.
"It's a good thing you're the ghost of sleep because this battle is (pretends to yawn)," Abby criticized a large starry mass.
Danny flew up behind her. "Abby, haven't I told you that Nocturn is more dangerous than some of the other ghosts you've battled and to let me handle it?" Danny lectured his daughter.
"So, Phantom, you have yourself a little team now," Nocturn mocked.
Danny directed his attention to the dark ghost and fired a green ghost ray at it. The bright beam of energy slipped harmlessly through a hole that appeared on the body of the ghost. The hole disappeared after the attack had passed.
"Feeling sleepy, child?" Nocturn calmly asked while sneaking up behind Abby. A grin of maniacal pleasure was spread on his mask-like face.
The ghost let loose a smoke-like substance from his hand, lulling Abby into sleep. She transformed into her human form again and began to drop to the hard ground below.
"Abby!" Danny shouted in a panic, racing after his quickly descending daughter. He raced down and caught her in his arms landing her softly on the pavement below before speeding back up to the fight. He soon spotted another figure battling the ghost now. Flashes of red light exploded from the midair battle.
"So, you can regenerate? Let's see if you can come back from this!" Shadow shouted while firing his signature ghost zapper at the sleep ghost.
Nocturn wasn't fast enough or prepared for this and ended up being shocked viciously by the attack. He screamed in pain. His head flung back as the low-pitched screech echoed out from his mouth. The continuous shock subsided after a few seconds, but, still weak and sore, Nocturn was pelted with green and red ecto-blasts. He took in a sharp breath as he turned to face his two opponents. Both fighters floated there with triumphant expressions. Shadow's smirk was hidden beneath his bandana, but his eyes held a winning look.
"Ahhh, there is another member to your little team, is there?" the ghost hissed.
"Sorry, but I'm not much of a team player," Shadow retorted, sending a well aimed blast at his enemy. Unfortunately, Nocturn just dodged it by creating another gap in his smoky body.
"Oh, but this one seems to have quite a bit of potential," Nocturn remarked.
"Shadow, get out of the way. NOW!" Danny ordered.
Shadow fled from the line of fire---or should I say ice. Danny sent a strong gust of icy wind at the enemy, encasing him in a thick layer of ice. The block of ice containing Nocturn fell to the ground and shattered on impact. Nocturn rose back up.
"Fine. I can see when I'm outmatched, but mark my words, I will be back," the ghost claimed before dissolving away dramatically.
Danny stared at the spot until Nocturn was gone. Then he turned his head.
"Nice job, Shadow," Danny commented, only to find that his fighting partner had disappeared. "Huh? Where'd he go?" He looked around in search of Shadow.
Meanwhile, Jake had slipped into his room. He watched out his window to make sure his Dad didn't see him. Jake yawned.
"I guess that it's time to head off to bed," he thought tiredly.
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Later that night, everyone was asleep. Danny and Sam lay in their large bed, quietly slumbering. Abby was sprawled halfway off of her bed with a driblet of drool hanging out of the corner of her open mouth. Jake was asleep as well.
Jake lay peacefully sleeping, tucked under his somewhat messy covers. A small, unnoticed wisp of smoke escaped his mouth. Jake, other than a soft shiver and rolling over on his side, remained unfazed. Outside the window, the dark shadow of Nocturn appeared, his red eyes shining through the dark.
"Yes, he has potential indeed and now, he shall become my sleepwalker," Nocturn planned.
The ghost phased through the teen's bedroom wall and released a soft purple power from his hands. The powder drifted down and settled gently on Jake, causing him to glow a faint shade of purple briefly. The ghost left and Jake shifted over to his other side, continuing his slumber, unknowing of the events that had just occurred.
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The next morning, Jake rose from bed and ventured downstairs to join his family for breakfast.
"Hi, Jake," his parents greeted as he entered the pale green kitchen.
"Sleep well last night?" Sam asked her drowsy son.
The boy stretched his arms and yawned. "Yeah, I'm still a little tired though," he responded.
He grabbed out a bowl and poured some cereal into it. He began shoving spoonfuls into his mouth.
Abby came stumbling down the stairs. "Dad, what happened last night?" she questioned, having been asleep since Nocturn knocked her out.
"Nocturn put you to sleep. I told you not to mess with him. Anyway, Shadow came and helped out. I put you in bed after," Danny explained.
"Shadow came?" she questioned with an undertone of hate.
"Yes, Abby," Danny replied irritably. "He was a big help too, although I would've rathered him stay out like I told you."
"Dad, can't you see that he's only tricking you into thinking that he's good so that he could betray us later? He's nothing but a rotten ghost," Abby argued.
Jake was listening nervously. It was pretty difficult to eat when your hand was shaking.
"Enough!" Sam shouted, breaking up the fight. "Can't this family go one meal without bringing up that ghost?!"
The argument was immediately ended. Father and daughter locking eyes with the annoyed mother while the son was staring wide-eyed, taking in the scene. Jake felt a small wave of relaxation wash over him, but a slight tenseness still clung to him.
Everyone began munching their breakfast again, silently. No one dared to speak---or they just didn't have anything to say. Jake lifted his spoon halfway to his mouth before dropping it abruptly. It landed with a splash and a clang into his bowl. Danny, Sam, and Abby all turned to the boy who was now staring blankly. His head hung down and he was asleep. Then, suddenly, his eyes flew wide open with a blank stare. He seemed to be in a trance.
"Jake…are you okay, sweetie?" Sam questioned with concern heavily accenting her voice.
Everyone stared at the strange-behaving teen.
"I think I need some air," he said emotionlessly while slowly standing up and walking to the door impassively.
The three remaining family members watched curiously as Jake headed out the door.
"What was that all about?" Abby questioned.
"I don't know, it was like he was in a trance," Danny responded.
"Maybe he was just tired," Sam submitted, but she didn't believe it herself. She had known Danny long enough to recognize that kind of transfixed expression. She remembered when Danny had worn that same look whenever someone found some way to control him.
Outside, Jake brought up the duo black rings and transformed himself into Shadow. He took to the skies, still in his blank mode. He landed in a dark alley some distance away. He walked purposefully forward, meeting with a shadowed figure.
"So you've come. Good. Here is what I want you to do…" the voice spoke.
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Ummm...I don't have anything to say so...Please review.