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Inside a castle, deep within the glowing green abyss of the Ghost Zone, a small ghost cat walked on top of a stone table next to a large sarcophagus. The feline brushed it's tale again the stone coffin lightly. The old sarcophagus shook wildly. In this coffin, lay Pariah Dark. That cat had disturbed his eternal slumber. Outside the casket, the cat jumped in fear from the now wobbling box. It leaped and accidentally knocked over an ancient green key with a skeleton on its handle. The key seemed to find its way into the keyhole on the sarcophagus. The stone door unlocked and slid open slowly. A giant figure stumbled out.

"At last, I am free once again!" The ghost king shouted.

Back in Amity Park, it was a cool, clear night. All seemed to be peaceful. At a movie theater, three average-looking teenagers stepped out of the double glass doors and into the awaiting night air.

"So, guys, what'd you think about the movie?" Matt questioned his two best friends, Jake Fenton and Tori.

"I guess it was good." Tori answered.

"Um, yeah, good." Jake agreed distantly.

"Jake, you seem a little…distracted." Tori noticed.

"What?" The half-ghost teen asked in confusion, confirming that he was a little spacey at the moment.

"He's probably thinking of the scene you two caused in the theater." Matt guessed.

Flashback

The trio was sitting in the viewing room, watching the movie intently. Jake and Tori went for the popcorn in unison. Their hands touched as they were grabbing handfuls of popcorn. The two immediately darted their eyes toward the bucket to find that they were touching each others' hands. They embarrassingly jolted their hands back, faces bright red from blushing. Unfortunately, the sudden movement caused the small tub of the salty treat to fly and land on Matt's head. Pieces of popcorn fell over him as he turned to glare at his best friends who were the cause for him being covered in popcorn. They smiled innocently as their faces continued to glow red with embarrassment.

End Flashback

"It was an accident!" Jake defended.

"Which one; you and Tori holding hands in the popcorn or dumping it all over me?" Matt inquired jokingly, yet his tone still had a hint of frustration.

"Both! And we weren't holding hands!" Jake and Tori shouted in synchronization.

Matt quirked an eyebrow as the two turned deep red again and looked in separate directions.

"Um, I gotta go before I miss curfew." Jake excused quickly, running off.

Instead of flying to his house, he decided that it would be better for him to walk. He had a good ten minutes and his house was only five away. Besides, everyone still thought that he was evil and he didn't want to cause a chaos scene. Luckily, there weren't any ghost attacks on his way back. He slipped through his front door. He quietly closed it behind him. When he spun around, Abby was standing there with her arms folded and a smirk on her face. Jake's heart skipped a beat.

"Have a nice time?" His sister asked in a knowing, yet mocking, voice.

"Huh? Oh…yeah." Jake responded, confused by his twin's actions.

"Anything interesting happen?" She pestered.

"Maybe." Jake replied suspiciously, narrowing his eyes.

The boy decided that he had enough and began walking toward his room. He was half-way up the stairs when his sister's next question caught him off guard.

"Anything involving…oh, I don't know…Tori? And maybe some popcorn?" She inquired deliberately.

She knew that she hit the nail on the head when her brother spun around on the spot with a mixture of anger, shock, and embarrassment in his expression.

"How'd you know about that?! Were you spying on me?!" He accused.

"I wouldn't exactly call it 'spying'. I was flying home when I heard you guys talking about you and Tori holding hands in the popcorn and then something about dumping it all over Matt." Abby explained, but kept that annoying smirk on her face. 'Innocent' was the farthest thing from the way she looked right now.

"We weren't holding hands in the popcorn! We just accidentally reached in at the same time!" Jake shouted.

"Uh huh." Abby sneered, stubbornly.

"Ugh! You know what? I've had enough of you. I'm going to my room." The angry boy concluded. He turned back around and continued to march up the stairs.

Jake slammed open his door and flopped onto his green and black bed. He put his arms behind his head and stared up at the ceiling. "Why does everyone keep bugging us? I do not like Tori. Well…not that way. At least…I don't think I do. Oh great! Now they're getting inside my head! Ugh! No, Tori and I are just friends. That's it. Just friends." Jake debated with himself.

Meanwhile, in the Ghost Zone, Pariah floated through the vast green void. Any ghost that saw him ran in fear. At last, the giant ghost king came upon a floating castle. The walls were made of white-washed stone.

"I can feel it. Here lies my crown and ring." The ghost mused.

He barged down the big wooden door. The wood splintered and the ghost king was met by a large hall.

"What is the meaning of…" Plasmius stepped out from one of the doors and started to lecture, but stopped dead (no pun intended) when he saw who his intruder was.

"Plasmius." The larger ghost spat. "The one who stole my ring the first time. I command you to return to me my crown and my ring."

"I…I…I don't have a clue as to what you're talking about." Plasmius stammered in fear.

"Do not lie to me. I can sense that they are here. Now either give them to me…or face the consequences." Pariah Dark snapped.

Vlad made no movement to do anything. He was paralyzed.

"Fine. Have it your way then." Pariah grunted.

The ghost charged up a large blast in his palm and got ready to destroy the mansion along with Vlad.

"No, wait! I'll get them!" Vlad begged pitifully.

Pariah let the blast die and a smirk formed on his face. Victory was his. Oh how persuasive fear could be. Vlad disappeared through the floor and came up a few seconds later holding the Crown of Fire and the Ring of Rage. He knelt on one knee in respect and terror, offering the ghost king his possessions. The king snatched the items from the weaker ghost's grasp and placed them on himself. A large blast of light exploded from him. Once the light had subsided, pariah Dark stood there, positively glowing with power.

"Now, to get revenge on the ghost child that had locked me up for so many years and resume my place as ruler!"

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Oh, and Luiz4200 came up with an awesome idea for a titlescreen for Acts of Jealousy. This is the title screen I drew based off of is idea. Just remove the spaces.

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