You guys will never believe what I just found! A crew of people are making a new Danny Phantom series! They are looking for auditions, so if your good at voices, drawing, singing, technology, filming, anything; just PM and I'll tell you their e-mail or the instructions to contact them. Don't believe me? Here's the link, go see for yourself!: watch?v=8nhCMjzbSE0

I'm probably going to audition for drawing, or do a voice of a new character. Anyway, here's a new chapter.

I don't own Danny Phantom, but I'm part of it….

Previously on THC…

I let out a small chuckle. The scythe was beautiful yet much more dangerous. This has got to be the best gift ever. I twirled it in my fingers then swung it immediately regretting it as pain, once again, viciously enter me. I groan and clutch my side in pain, dropping the scythe converting into a staff once more. I let out a sigh.

If I was gonna train myself I had to 1. Find a way to get rid of the pain or at least ignore it somehow. 2. Exercise, start running doing pushups, sit ups, and pull ups. 3. Find and control my powers. It might take some time but at least, when the time comes I will be ready for whatever comes through that door. Maybe I'll talk to Clockwork, see if he can help. But, right now I'm in absolutely no condition to fly. I'm too weak to even go ghost! I'll just rest and then tomorrow, if I feel better, I'll head to the Ghost Zone and find Clockwork. Because whether I like it or not I have LOTS of work to do.

As soon as the pain subsided I stood straight and used my crutches as support to walk back to bed. I sat down, pushing the crutches to the side, and slowly fell back into my bed. Falling into a deep sleep, dreaming of one day returning to Sam and my son.

One day….

10 months later…

The once air, clean and clear, had been filled with black smoke and ash. Buildings, who stood once proudly, crumbled to the ground as the fires consumed them. Sirens and blood-curling screams filled the smoked filled air. The air sucked in immediately made your insides clenched and burn. Homes broken, people lay on the ground, their burnt bodies motionless. Children screamed for their mothers and fathers. Police sirens and firefighters rushed to the scene, snatching the children up as the children fought them. The crimson-red sky partly blocked by the black of the smoke. Prisoners roam free in the streets, killing anybody or anything that got in their way. Howling and screaming like animals.

A raven-haired women held her 2 month old son to her chest. Sweat cascading down her forehead and over her cheeks. Her red eyes screaming she hadn't had rest. Her raven hair a mess as it flew against the break neck speed she was sprinting at. Behind her ran 4 or 5 men in orange jumpsuits chase after her. Her son wailing, his ocean blue eyes as his father's filled with tears and his puffy cheeks red, filled with so much emotions.

"Hey baby, were you think you're going huh?!" Yelled a panting prisoner with white-blond hair pulled back into a short ponytail with freckles, making it look like someone spilled paint. His lips twisted into a sick smile.

'Were are you Danny?' The young women thought. Catching a glimpse of something in the sky. Looking up was the worst mistake she could make. There in Vlad's sharp monstrous clawed hands, held a very beaten Danny Phantom by the hair. Blood dripped from his forehead as Vlad's claws dug deep into his skull.

Sam almost stopped, but continued to run as tears of hurt spilled down her cut and bruised face as she lowered her head, looking at her wailing son. Closing her eyes, more tears spilled down her face. "Samantha! See your precious Danny phantom fall!" He yelled, laughing manically, he spat as he said his name with disgust.

Looking up just in time to see Danny Phantom be thrown viciously to the ground. "DANNY!" She screamed out his name, but no avail in the superhero waking up. A sickening thud filled the air as the world came to a halt. The prisoners stopped run and so did the Goth looking to be the spot were Danny fell to.

Now the city's burning, the world's last hope now dead. Now the world is ending.

"You see what will happen if you do not stop these factories. Vlad Plasmius is planning something so evil, he plan's on ending the world and you along with it. Then, build a new umpire as him as king." Clockwork explained, facing the screen which showed Amity Park's future. "Danny you must thwart his plans. They must be stopped." He said as he turned a put a reassuring hand on his young apprentice's shoulder. "But, first I need you to locate Plasmius and find out who is his mysterious assistant." He assigned Danny's next mission, removing his hand from his shoulder. "But, you must be stealthy and extremely careful. Don't play games now." He instructed, lifting his finger wiggling from side to side. Danny nodded. "Thank you Clockwork." Replying in a simple answer, making his way to the door. "No, thank you Danny Phantom." He said, making Danny stop cold.

Danny reached his hand to his chest were his symbol is located and ripped the symbol off, throwing it on the ground. "I'm no longer Danny Phantom." He said in a monotone voice, turning to meet Clockwork's own red eyes. "I can never be him again." He said as his own Green-Red eyes flashed with sadness, yet anger. His black lined face straight. Responding, "Goodbye Clockwork." Then took off into the green skies of the Ghost Zone. (If you've seen iron man 2, when Tony was sick and he had black lines on his neck. That's how Danny has his face. Except it goes from his neck to his jaw not his whole face.)

Flying to the Fenton portal, Danny stiffened. He hasn't been home in 10 months much less the human world ever since he moved Clockwork's tower. He did missions in the human world for a few short missions but nothing major. But, this mission is different.

The fate of the world was in his hands once again. And it's definitely not going to be easy. A war is nearing as the dark clouds start to form. Danny Phantom is dead now there's a new ghost. One question though remained throughout the Ghost Zone. What happened to Danny Phantom?

Switching stories to Sam's side!

Amity Park…

"WAAAAAHHHH!" Wailed the newborn baby boy, calling for attention. Not long after his mother barged into the room, shushing and soothing the newborn. As his cries became silent he cooed at his mother, revealing his brilliant ocean blue eyes of his fathers. Sam smiles sadly at her son. 'If only Danny were here, he'd be so proud.' Lifting one hand from under the newborn, she lightly ruffled his messy black hair. His eyes slowly close into an everlasting sleep. Smiling, she returned her son into the crib and walked back into her room.

"Is he okay?" "He's fine. I just put him back to sleep." Replied Sam to the ginger haired man. "Hmm. Come back to bed." He said, motioning her. Sam shook her head. "I'm going to get some water. I'll be right back Malcolm." She said as she left the room and into the kitchen.

Unbeknownst to her, Danny invisibly floated near her. A hurt expression filled his monstrous face and betrayal filled his red/green eyes. 'She forgot about me.' He thought.

How did you guys like it? Good? Awesome? Terrible? Bad? Let me know! Poll's still up for THC and so far The Sequel is in the lead! Later guys…

NoOne's Twilight (Tatiana AKA Shade)