Chapter 4-YCR

The door slid to the ground and I gasped, he was standing there looking at me with a hint of shock and amusement written all over his face. He should've known that no door could hold me when I'm pissed. But in an instant that amusement was replaced by sudden anger.

"Your paying for that! Samantha you just couldn't stay put could you?!"

I didn't answer, he was right, I should have waited a little longer. How was I going to escape now? He basically kidnapped me and killed Tucker. Escaping the clutches of evil seemed liked the only way.

"You hate me, don't you?"

Hate was such a strong word more like I strongly disliked the new Danny.

"You aren't going to answer me, are you? It doesn't matter anyway, I'm use to it. I've been hated all my life. Since the moment I first saved this shit hole of a town, to my last dying breath as Danny Phantom. Sam I was tried of it; tired of it all. Are hero's supposed to be tired? I may seem like I'm bullet proof but I'm not Sam, I'm just as vulnerable as you, Tucker, and Jazz."

So he hasn't lost his humanity it was still there, somewhere deep deep down. Why didn't he let Tucker and I fight some creatures off for him? Why keep them all to himself? I didn't understand and I probably never will. Was Danny a villain now? I shivered at the pure irony, are teen years have been dedicated to fighting off ghosts and when Danny died it was never the same. The one person you were trying to protect, no, the one person you were supposed to protect with all your life being passed away the first thing you think is it can't possibly be real but when you find out that there gone, truly gone you, you think what's the point anymore? Thats what I did, I didn't see the point of living this sad, miserable, tragic life style anymore. Danny had a piece of me that nobody else had, that was one piece I needed to live.

"Danny, why? Why didn't you let us help you? You could of gotten your grades up, you could have been somebody."

I was lying right thru my teeth, I hope he believed me. He could always tell when I lied, I stood there patiently for him to I felt this stinging sensation on my left cheek, this bastard slapped me!

"That was for kicking down my new expensive door, I'll escort you to your new cell"

Any speck of sympathy I felt for him before was replaced with pure hatred. He showed a glimpse of humanity before and now it was replaced with hatred of the other side of him. I saw him, the real Danny, and I was determined to get him back.

"Oh and Sam I was somebody. Now I'm a nobody, living in nothing but despair."

"I hate you"

I stated, he had a nagging sense in his voice that ticked me off, it reminded me so much of mother. We never really did get along, we were to different. But Danny helped us come to terms with each other, until he died; now all we do is fight.

"Tell me Sam, when I died did it make your life better?"

I didn't it made my life worse. Danny was my savior, he helped me when my life was in the dumps most. He stood up for me when I was being bullied, made me see things I never thought was possible.

"No my life got worse, my only protector died"

"Really Sam? Do you think I could fall for your tricks? Your stupid mind games, you play with people to get them to do what you want? I'm not that naïve blue eyed boy anymore Sam"

"Your right, your the red eyed monster now. You lost the only person who looked up to real Danny, the Danny Fenton I knew once a upon a time"

"Again Sam your mind games aren't working, nice try!"

I wasn't playing mind games, it was far from mind games.

"Get in your cell Sam, don't make this worse then it has to be"

"Why did you want me?"

"I wanted revenge!"