A/N: Mind Control. This one is gonna be hard for me, but is should turn out pretty good. I hope. I really, really hope it will turn out okay.
I knew I would get out of jail eventually. I mean, there was no evidence other than those jewels being in my train car that I was controlling those ghosts. They could only put me away for five years, maximum. Of course, they had no idea that I'd influenced one of the ghosts I controlled; Lydia. She was probably the most useful of my minions, anyways.
She was the one who broke me out of jail. Well, not exactly broke, but I am out. She phased me out of jail. You would think the penitentiary in a town overrun by ghosts would think to out up ghost shields. But, alas, I guess that is also why the population hasn't figured out the Fenton/Phantom thing yet. The people of the world are so prejudiced.
Anyways, Lydia flew me back to my train car. I had stored another controlling device, this one much like my red one. The glass ball, however, was blue. The staff was black and had blue ribbons attracted to the top, where the ball rested. It was shaped as an open mouth, screaming.
The staff controlled ghosts automatically. However, in case their are humans -or half-humans- that need controlling, this staff can shoot rays of the energy within the ball so that it hit whoever I was aiming it at. What the staff did was unique. It made so that the recipient was living out their worst fears in their heads, while nothing was really going on, basically, it was a hallucination. However, I can slightly control the people's fears. I could make myself seem like the only good guy in an army of villains, when I was actually the only villian.
I could also see into the hallucinations they were having, if I wanted to. This was so I could easily control them better. I could use that to out them to sleep; I could wear them out and then make it so they see a bedroom. Then, they could drop into the bed and sleep. It was going to be brilliant.
I just needed one more thing.
Lydia phased me into the building, well out of Danny's range. She turned invisible and I crept towards the cafeteria. I wrapped myself in an invisible cloak that I had stolen from a ghost's lair when I wandered in there. It was a creepy place, just my style. That's where I stole the three staffs, the one glove that I had lost, and the cloak I was wearing.
I snuck outside the lunchroom doors and found one propped open. I snuck in and flattened myself against the wall. Danny looked confused for a moment, but shrugged it off. I could tell that he sensed something invisible, but that he knew it wasn't a ghost. I probably confused the poor boy even more.
I decided to appear. I faded into view and rapped my hand against the wall of the lunchroom. Danny's eyes narrowed and I cackled.
"My name is Freakshow, if you didn't know already. I am here to take out my revenge!" I cackled dramatically. The students looked shocked and started whispering about me. I overheard some of their conversations.
"Wasn't that the ringleader of Circus Gothica?" One student asked.
"Yeah. Don't he get arrested and put in jail for five years because he used ghosts to steal stuff, including Danny Phantom?" A Latina girl asked, sighing a little at the name Danny Phantom.
"Yeah! And wasn't Fen-toad and Bad Luck Tuck and Goth Girl all featured in the newspaper of how he was caught?" A tall blonde boy asked. All eyes turned to stare menacingly at the three that ruined my life. It seemed that although Danny Phantom was popular, Danny Fenton wasn't. I laughed and the children all turned back to me. Lydia phased through the door then. She sent three of her bats out to entangle the brats.
They must've been surprised, because the bats completely immobilized them. I raised my staff and pointed it at Danny. His eyes went wide at the realization he was making. I laughed again and aimed the staff carefully. A dark blue beam shot out and caught the teen right in the chest, throwing him backwards against the wall. After a minute he oped up his eyes, and they were swirling dark blue and his natural eye color before settling into the dark blue that was encompassed with my staff mind-controlling him. I cackled evilly.
I shot up in my bed, panting. I looked around. My leg was still chained to the bed I was in. The chain was ghost proof. The walks were still that sickening white that was associated with the dumb Guys in White government-approved ghost fighting team. They sickened me.
I realized that I had just woken up from another dream that I was constantly having. I grimaced, sitting up in my pure white cot. Just then, the door opened. I starred at the officers that had come to get me out of solitary confinement. They were agents O and K. The two unhooked my chain from the bed and added a pair around my wrists. They dragged me to a chair and locked the chains to the chair. I groaned.
The GIW left, shutting off the light as they went. I sighed.
Maybe I'd have another dream about taking over the world.
I'm thinking that maybe this was the night before the GiW interviewed and then lost Freakshow. Can you imagine what dream Freakshow's about to have? Huh, huh? Remember, this is unedited.