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Danny pulled off his jacket using it as a pillow and stuffing it beneath his head glad it was still summer and he could do that. He sighed closing his eyes and thinking about Sam, about what she did for him though she barely knew him. He wondered if she was paranoid around him, that he might steal something. Her reaction that morning certainly proved so. Danny sighed pulling his sweater back on and shoving off the bed, if you could call a slab of foam a bed. Eric cawed from the window swooping in and tugging playfully at a loose string on the boy's worn out coat. Danny smiled at the crow.

'Hello.' Danny said, he paced around the room. Eric looked at him curiously. Danny shrugged, 'I don't know what to do… there isn't anything going on, I've eaten, there are no ghosts around…I'm out of things to do already.' Danny said... 'Oh crap I was supposed to meet Tucker at the bus!' Danny face palmed, 'Crud, he's probably worried or blowing everything out of proportion.' Danny grumbled going to the stairs and practically jumping down. He didn't even bother opening the door instead walking strait out of it startling a thug who wandered to far from his own haunting grounds.

'Boo.' Danny said as he passed the boy, the guy then noticed the big black crow following the boy and he turned and ran. Danny laughed to himself as he tore to the bus stop. The bus wasn't there. Danny couldn't tell if he missed it or not. Danny sighed looking around at the shadows to tell the time, or rather the approximate time. With a sigh he started walking into the more inhabited part of the town wandering along the road till he found a pay phone. He pulled out some scant coins and began dialing

'DANNY!' Tucker's voice came over, 'WHERE ARE YOU, WHAT ARE YOU DOING, WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!?'

'Tucker calm down dude, I was at the pier.' Danny said. Tucker was silent.

'Did you see…?'

'No… but I did see them in my old neighborhood.' Danny breathed. Tucker began shouting again Danny couldn't understand.

'DUDE!' Danny yelled, 'I don't have enough time for this, I'll meet you at the Nasty Burger.' Danny said. Tucker began shouting again.

'No, I'm not crazy, just chill dude.' Danny hung up the phone. He turned and got on the next bus down into town. The bus driver was Ned he smiled and let Danny up, but this bus was populated so Danny was getting strange stares the whole time. Danny got off near the Nasty Burger going in and ordering a shake and fries. Cringing at the person behind the cashier.

'Have a great day and remember that Nasty is only one letter away from Tasty.' The dark skinned girl smiled. Danny nodded.

'Thanks'.' He said before turning and facing the corner where no one would see him. He slowly ate his fries and sipped his shake, he was down in money again, but he couldn't just come to the Nasty Burger and sit there without paying from something.

'Danny?' A hand was placed on the table, Danny cringed still slowly eating his fries and not looking up at the face.

'Depends on who's asking?' Danny informed. The girl yanked off the hood. Danny scrambled to put it back up. Valerie sat down.

'What are you doing here, everyone thinks you're dead.' Valerie asked looking at the blue eyed boy beneath the oversized jacket.

'Maybe I am dead.' Danny teased, Valerie sighed.

'Where have you been, and why come back now?' She asked. Danny sunk lower in his seat.

'I'm not back Val.' He informed. Valerie sighed.

'I should have guessed so much, but why are you here, isn't that risky?' Valerie asked, Danny nodded.

'I'm meeting Tucker.' Danny sighed. Valerie nodded.

'I'm not surprised you two kept in contact, I figured as much when rumors started circulating about some demon boy living in the slums.' Val laughed a little, 'People will believe anything.'

'Well ghosts exist, why not demons?' Danny asked. Val looked at him.

'What did you say?'

'Nothing, don't worry about it.' Danny sighed. Tucker came up ending the conversation.

'Hey Val.' Tucker smiled, 'You want to stick around?' He asked. Val sighed.

'As fun as that sounds I have to get back to work, take care of yourself Danny.' Valerie patted Danny on the back. Danny nodded.

'I'll try.' He looked at Val and smiled. Val sighed then went back to her job. Tucker sat down.

'You're really risky there Fenton.' Tucker sat down looking at the boy, Danny rolled his eyes,

'Whatever, let's just go.' Danny grabbed his fries and shake sticking the fries into his pocket next to the sunflower seeds and sucking on the shake. Tucker followed him out.

'We were supposed to meet an hour ago dude.' Tucker said glaring at his best friend, 'Where have you been?' he asked. Danny sighed.

'Here, there… look does it really matter?' he asked turning towards the alley's feeling safer in their gloom. Danny sighed climbing to sit on top of a dumpster, Tucker following.

'It reeks up here.' Tucker said. Danny shrugged.

'I've smiled worse.' Danny looked skyward as Eric came out of the sky and at Danny, Danny chuckled then pulled a fry out of his pocket giving it to the bird, 'Here you go.' He said. Tucker shook his head.

'You're friends with more animals than humans these days.' Tucker joked, but it was true.

'Yup, and I'm pestered by other dead people.' Danny sighed.

'So… how have you been doing…. ghost power wise?' Tucker asked. Danny rolled his eyes.

'Not bad actually, I almost froze my living room though the other day, I still don't have full control over this freaky new ice power thing.' Danny sighed looking at his hands, a perfect snowball formed; Danny twirled it in his hands a few minutes then smiled throwing it at Tucker. Tucker sputtered trying to get snow out of his glasses.

'Why did you do that?' Tucker asked wiping snow out of his eyes then trying to clean his glasses as the snow quickly melted.

'I'm bored.' Danny responded sighing and looking up at the sky taking another sip out of his shake.

'Bored ghost… never a good sign.' Tucker joked putting his glasses back on.

'I met someone.' Danny said, 'I saved her from becoming a sex toy, she was nice.' Danny smiled.

'I thought those were new pants.' Tucker laughed. Danny nodded.

'Yeah…' Danny looked away thoughtfully, 'I guess I thought maybe I'd see her if I came down here.' Danny looked at his shoes.

'Well go see her out, proclaim your love.' Tucker said dramatically. Danny rolled his eyes.

'That's not what I meant Tuck… she was cool, I thought maybe she would be cool to hang with… but I don't know.' Danny continued to study his shoes.

'Well does she know….?'

'That I'm not dead… no.' Danny sighed, 'Plus how would I tell her, oh hey, remember me, I just wanted to drop by and say hi, oh and I have something to tell you, I'm kind of a ghost.'

Danny sighed rolling his eyes, 'Yup that would go over so well.'

'Well dude I don't think you're a ghost.' Tucker said, Danny sighed; they'd had this conversation before. Danny held up his hand.

'I don't think humans could do this, and shut it with your super hero theory, it's wacked up.' Danny said turning his hand invisible then back. Tucker sighed.

'Do you really want to be dead that much?' Tucker asked his best friend.

'No… not really, but I have to face reality, things like superhero's and getting the girl don't exist in reality, I've learned to be real.' Danny said.

'Yeah, really boring. 'Tucker sighed, 'you aren't much fun anymore dude.' Tucker looked at Danny, 'You are never around and when you are we barely go do anything fun. I don't even know half the stuff you do anymore, I'm your best friend and you're so closed off with even me.' Tucker sighed, 'Sometimes I wish you could let loose, just chill.' Tucker said,

'Look, I have to go home, I'll see you around.' Tucker shoved off the dumpster. Danny sighed and followed.

'Look…Tucker I'm sorry, it's just….'

'Dude I get it.' Tucker nodded, 'I really do, but you are just so depressing, and... I don't know. You aren't yourself anymore.' Tucker sighed looking back at him, 'I'll always be there for you dude, but you need to learn to be a kid again.'

'I know.' Danny sighed, 'I just don't know how.' Danny looked at his shoes again, Eric jumped onto Danny's shoulder.

'I'll see you later dude.' Tucker nodded. Danny half waved.

'Bye.' Danny sighed sticking his hands in his pockets and feeding another fry to Eric who scarfed it down. Danny smiled and took another sip of his cola.

(Hakuna Matata!)

'Well, well, look who we have here.'

'Cool its Skulker I'm not in the mood. 'Danny sighed to the giant mechanic ghost, skulker pounded his fist into his head.

'Who said you had to be in the mood whelp?' Skulker said ignoring Danny. Danny sighed.

'Go away.' Danny glared. Skulker laughed.

'Show me some action, give me a good game.' Skulker challenged. Danny sighed charging up ecto blast as he flew, he waited till Skulker was about to execute his not so surprise sneak attack then shot a hole right through his battle suit. Skulker screamed in protest. Danny pulled out a thermos and sucked him into it.

'Thank god for stealing stuff from my parent's house.' Danny joked capping the thermos. He found himself floating close to a familiar structure.

'AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!' Danny looked down, a girl was screaming. Danny rolled his eyes.

'Of course they are scared of me, and not of the other ghosts.' Danny grumbled as he flew off at top speed back to his house. He phased through the roof landing in his bedroom, only someone was already there someone was waiting.

(Tis Epic line break, respect it)

Sam twirled her fork in her Salad; she couldn't help but wonder where Danny was, if he was thinking of her, if he even remembered her. Sam found herself fantasizing like a school girl, thinking about Danny. Sam smiled remembered his smile, his childish laugh. Sam sighed grabbing a phone and dialing the station.

'Hello Amity Park Police Station, how may I direct your call?' A Pleasant female voice asked.

'Hi Trudy this is Sam.'

'Sam!' Trudy explained, 'hi, how are you? You're not in trouble are you?' The woman on the other line asked.

'I'm fine, I was just wondering about something, can you get me Officer Ferguson?' Sam asked.

'Of course one moment.' There was some dead air and then they dialed again.

'Officer Ferguson.' Came a male voice.

'Hey Pete, its Sam.' Sam smiled.

'Hey chopstick, what's up?' Pete answered a smile in his voice.

'I was wondering if I could get some information.' Sam asked. Pete uh hummed.

'About what?' He asked.

'Phantom.' Sam spoke, Pete let out a low whistle, and you know he's involved in an ongoing investigation about a stolen vase right?

'Yeah…but I want to know about the string of robberies at convenient stores and such.' Sam said. 'Ok… Well, he's never been seen, even the videos we have of the robberies don't have anybody in them, that's why he's called Phantom. He has a string of mysterious robberies across the city, none of which have ever really been solved. He just vanishes, doesn't even set off the alarms, people don't even know they've had a break in until they go back and review security footage, but he hasn't gone after anything valuable till now, he mostly goes for food, clothes, and toiletries for the most part.' Pete sounded bored, 'Like I said nothing major.'

'So is it possible it is someone else?' Sam asked.

'Sure, I guess, but it has all the signs of Phantom, no evidence as to how he got in, no footage of the thief himself, no nothing, the vase just vanished on minute and a garden pot of approximately the same weight replaced it. We didn't get much on our thermal cameras either, just a mass of cold, which a small spot of warm, it's hard to even make out a shape.' Pete sighed, 'to be honest we're stumped, why the sudden interest Chopstick?'

'Just hear rumors.' Sam sighed. 'What have you heard about The Devil's Assistant?' She asked. Pete laughed.

'That old rumor, the one of the demon boy on the west side? What does that have to do with anything?' Pete laughed.

'Just curious.' Sam forced a laugh, 'It sounded interesting, what are the rumors.' Sam asked intrigued.

'Let me think… the demon lives on the west side, he has a harem of gorgeous young women which he marks. Uh… he's supposed to look really young … if you piss him off you are supposed to go to hell… hm… I don't know. He's not someone you mess with, if you see his crow, you will die in three days…. the usual myths and magic.' Pete sighed, 'No one has confirmed it really.'

'Oh…. is that all?' Sam asked disappointed.

'Well some people say he's a ghost, or vampire, or a sorcerer, different stories like that.' Pete seemed to shrug over the phone.

'Oh…. so what do you think?' Sam asked.

'Myth. Phantom however is the real deal.' Pete said, 'Actually the Fenton's think that he may be an actual ghost, we haven't seen many ghosts around here, but we've seen them.

Thought it brings up the question why a ghost would steal a vase… look chop stick, I have to get back to work, I'll come over later if you like.'

'That's ok Pete.' Sam sighed, 'I'm going to the Skulk and Lurk for a few hours anyway.'

'Be careful Chopstick.' Pete laughed.

'I will.'

'Goodbye.'

'Bye Pete.' Sam sighed as she heard the click of the phone reaching its cradle. Sam flipped the phone shut then reached for her books. Sam sighed finding nothing useful in any of them. Sam groaned and flopped back onto bed.

'Your Phone is ringing, your phone is ringing…..' Sam sighed and picked up her phone flipping it back open.

'Yeah?' she asked.

'Sam, darling, we just wanted to check up on you, we're in Hawaii!' Pamela said bubbly into the phone, Sam suppressed a groan.

'Ok mom.' Sam answered trying to sound cheerful. Jeremy joined in.

'We were wondering if you wanted something.' He added.

'No, no I'm good.'

'Well then, have a great day sweetie!' they shouted into the phone, Sam winced at the voices than hung up.

'What weirdo's.' Sam swung her legs out of bed pulling on her boots, 'Well Skulk and Lurk here I come.' She sighed an image of Danny smiling and laughing his hands behind his head as if he was relaxing, the sun shining behind him, his shirt and hair blowing in the wind. Sam walked to her elevator pausing at the room Danny had slept in, all trace of his presence gone.

'What are you thinking Manson, that boy's bad news.' Sam shook her head leaving.

(Give it your best shot Fun boy, you got me point blank)

Too much…. too much blood. It shouldn't be bleeding like this… oh, that wasn't blood. Danny felt the cool substance seeping through his fingers as he stumbled through the slums. He bumped into a man.

'What the fuck are you supposed to be freak?' the man asked, Danny was on the ground clutching his side, he turned his eyes up at the man.

'What the Fuck?' the man said taking a step back. Danny hesitantly got to his feet again.

'Run…' Danny said looking behind him frantically, 'He's coming.' Danny continued to stumble past the stunned man. The man looked around for the mysterious him. There was a laugh from a ghost floating above the scene.

'What's the use in resisting Daniel?' the ghost asked, 'You don't even live with that idiot father of yours.'

'Shut up.' Danny glared at the blue skinned vampire looking ghost.

'Become my son, you could live in luxury.' Vlad smirked. Danny trembled.

'No.' Danny shook his head, 'Get a cat.' The man on the street looked stunned at the two ghosts.

'Very well Daniel, I hope you get help from that wound soon enough.' Vlad smiled. Another ghost watched the whole exchange and smiled. Danny collapsed to the ground holding his side that was pouring out a green liquid. The ghost smiled.

'Soon…soon.' It cooed to itself.

(Beware my line break)

Sam found herself back in the seedy neighborhood, looking around scared. A man from the side laughed.

'You ain't going to find what you're looking for here my dear.' the man was dressed nicely looking out of place in the crumbling buildings. Sam glared at him.

'Then what am I looking for?' she asked.

'A lost boy, a runaway, one who can't even defend himself from an attack.' The man smiled, 'you know if you're quick you might save him.'

'Danny? Where is he?' Sam demanded. The man laughed.

'Just up ahead, but be quick.'

(Sorry they are so choppy right now. I'll flow smoother in a few.)

Danny dragged himself through the street trying to get back to his house. Ectoplasm was pooling on the sidewalk, Danny lifted himself out of it and tried crawling only to collapse again.

This time there was a flash of bright light and the glowing green blood on his hands turned red, red mixing into the glowing green on the side walk like someone's sick Christmas. Danny drug himself a while further, losing a lot of blood now. He put pressure on the wound but needed something to bandage it.

Eric cawed in encouragement, Danny on the threshold of his shelter. He pushed the door open not having the strength to phase through it then collapsed just as he made it to the stairs. Danny's eyes went glassy. As tears poured through them.

'This can't be happening….I can't die I can't…' Danny sighed, 'he's going to kill Dad…I can't die… I just…..can't…' Danny began forcing the words out, 'die…a…again.' Eric nestled up to the dying boy.

'DANNY!' Danny looked up eyes blurry, there was a figure in the door frame, and he shook his head.

'Used special tools…' Danny sighed, 'Can't heal.' He shook his head. Sam grabbed the boy putting pressure on the wound and stripping Danny's jacket off so she could get to it better.

'You can't die on me ok…. don't die.' Sam told Danny he moaned as she pressed on the wound with one hand and dialed with the other.

'911 what's your emergency?' A voice asked.

'There's so much blood, he's dying….I think he's dying …' Sam sputtered.

'Calm down miss, where are you now?' the voice asked, Sam switched to speaker phone putting both hands on Danny's abdomen.

'He's bleeding…. oh god….. We're on the West side, the slums …Davenport Street I think….' Tears were streaming from Sam's eyes, 'Oh god, please hurry.'

'Ok ma'am, help is on the way try and keep him conscious.' The voice responded.

'Ok. I'll try.' Sam said looking over Danny, 'Stay with me…Danny, talk to me.'

'Who are you?' Danny asked eyes blurry as he tried to figure the person in front of him.

'Danny, it's me, it's Sam.' Sam said.

'Sam… why are you here?' Danny asked.

'I don't know…I was looking for you I guess.' Sam said trying to keep Danny awake.

'You should have left me alone.' Danny said, he tried to push his hair out of his eyes but only succeeded in smearing his face with blood.

'Just stay awake Danny, stay awake.' She told him, Danny groaned in pain he grabbed Sam's wrist.

'I guess I owe you now.' Danny said holding onto Sam like a life raft, he tried to smile, 'They won't get here in time, go upstairs, there is a first aid kit, get the gauze and bandages, don't worry about the stairs, they may look wimpy but they'll hold you.' Danny said, Sam nodded, 'I'll be fine.' Danny insisted, Sam looked from him than the stairs.

'Ok….. But you better not die.' Sam told him. Danny laughed harshly wincing at the pain.

'I already have.' He said. Sam paused halfway up the stairs then looked back at the boy clutching his wound, Sam realized she was wasting time and proceeded to run up the stairs grabbing a bundle of gauze and some bandages from the bag just tossed in the corner of the room, she ran back down, Danny was cussing a blue streak as he pulled something from his side. It glowed green scarring Sam.

'Stupid Fruit loop.' Danny groaned as what looked like the broken off end of a knife blade (if Knives glowed green) was pulled out of the wound. Danny hissed as he threw the device across the room, a minor burn on his fingers. Sam wondered if she had just been pushing the blade further in while putting pressure on it, she probably punctured his organs. Sam found she didn't know what to do, couldn't move. Danny grabbed the rotting banister and used it to haul himself up.

'Stupid, stupid fruit loop.' Danny lifted his shirt up higher pulling the skin together as if trying to get it to heal which it didn't. Danny suddenly puked blood coming up out of his mouth, he groaned and laid back down by the stairs again Sam rushing in with the bandages pressing them against the wound and tying them in place before pressing on the pack of gauze she had put around it. Danny winced, Sam heard sirens in the distance. Sam fumbled for her phone turning it onto flashlight mode as she waved it out the door frantically.

Danny's breathing was labored and shallow.

'They're almost here, come on, stay awake.' Sam said, Danny was out of it again looking blankly up at the ceiling, his eyes flickered to Sam's face.

'Who?' he asked, Danny gripped her hand, 'Who is coming?' The noise of the sirens reached Danny's ears, his eyes went wide.

'Danny.' Sam asked, Danny turned to her horrified.

'What have you done?' Danny asked trying to get away, the lights were right outside, Sam waving her phone frantically.

'Hang in there Danny….' Sam said trying to calm the frantic boy down. Danny shook his head.

'No…no, I can't go….not to a hospital…. oh god Sam…what have you done.' Danny stared at Sam in horror. Sam didn't know what to say. Then men arrived checking over Danny and putting him on a stretcher. Sam grabbed the man's hand.

'Don't let anyone but me to see him.' She said seriously. The guy scoffed, 'My name is Samantha Manson and my father pays your pay check.' Sam glared. She got on the phone dialing the hospital.

'Hey…yeah, its Sam… may I talk to Dr. Drewhart? Yeah…' Sam waited, glad for ounce her parents knew so many powerful people, 'Dr. Drewhart? Its Sam… look a boy is coming in with an injury to the lower abdomen on his left side, I'd like to request a closed visitation, let no one but me or my parents in. Yeah… thank you so much.' Sam said. Danny tried weakly to resist the hands that tried to push him into the stretcher. He looked up at Sam betrayed, the paramedics put a mask over his face, his eyes drifted shut as the gas took effect. Sam winced at that look and climbed into the ambulance behind him riding with him all the way to the hospital.

The Doctor's left, they had been able to repair the damage easily, it wasn't as deep as they originally thought. They had to keep Danny under though otherwise he would get violent and try to escape; Sam didn't have a last name for him, or the parent's names. Danny looked sickly on the bed, most the time you couldn't tell, but he was skinny as a pole, his eyes were slightly sunken, his skin looked waxy and pale under the lighting, he looked better when awake and in the sun. Sam held his hand the heart monitor beeped steadily.

'Excuse me sweetie, we're going to have to ask you to step aside.' the doctors said then they looked at their instruments.

'He seems to be going into hyperthermia…' the doctors said baffled, they looked at the heart monitor, 'His heart is beating slower than average.' They frowned. Danny's eyes snapped open, he glared at the people around him.

'Get off me.' He said coldly each word precise. Danny managed to freeze the doctor's terror, Danny's eyes were an acid green color. Sam took a step back wondering who the boy on the bed was.

'Get. Off. Me.' Danny repeated glaring at the doctors, they started struggling with him trying to hold him down, and they managed to sedate him again, they shackled him to the bed once he was asleep and held him there a minute before immediately going to go get a doctor and discuss with him about the boy's condition.

Sam stood by Danny lightly patting his hair.

'This is for your own good you know.' She said, she could imagine Danny scoffing and saying some goofy comment, though it felt like she'd known this boy her whole life. Sam stayed in for an hour or so before wandering off to get a coffee. Sam sighed sipping her coffee outside Danny's room, a loud beeping noise jerked her awake, she looked at the clock it was ten at night, she had been eating food in her living room with Danny that time the day before. Sam sighed glancing at the door, a whole bunch of nurses ran into the room, Danny Had gone into cardiac arrest, that's what the beeping was about.

Sam rushed to Danny's hospital window looking in as they tried to revive him, but he wasn't there. The heart monitor had gone off because there was no longer a heart to monitor,

Danny had just disappeared. The hospital gown lay on the floor, his pants and other clothes which had been folded on the chair beside him were gone. Sam wondered how he pulled it off.

'The Phantom.' She breathed looking in the nurses puzzled. Sam sighed, she was worried about him…but where did he go?

'Hey Chopstick.' Pete came up to her ruffling her hair as she turned. Sam smiled.

'Hey Pete, why are you here?' she asked.

'Well, I heard my favorite niece found a half dead boy and brought him to the hospital.' Pete said, 'I couldn't have you here all night could I?' he asked with a smile, 'plus from what the doctor was saying it was a knife wound. I was wondering if the parents wanted to press charges.' Pete looked down at Sam, 'what's wrong chopstick.'

'He's gone, just disappeared, we don't know how he got out, unless he jumped out the window, but he's gone.' The nurse said, Pete looked up.

'Whoa, whoa, wait….' Pete looked around, 'He's gone? Already?' He asked, 'But he's only been admitted for what….five hours?' Pete looked at Sam, 'From what I hear a potentially fatal wound, and he's already made a break for it?'

'We can't find him anywhere.'

'What was his name?' Pete asked.

'All we got was a Danny.' The nurse answered, 'Ask her, she seemed to know more about him than us.' Then the nurse ran out, presumably to get a doctor, the heart monitor shut off. Sam entered the room hesitantly looking out the window, a glowing streak was flying across the sky, she watched it cross the moon, a smaller dark speck following it.

Danny landed on the roof of some random house changing back, his clothes were crusted with blood, and he lifted up his shirt phasing the stitches out of the smooth unblemished skin.

With a sigh he let himself fall against the wall of the green house that was on top of the building. He sighed closing his eyes and trying to get rid of the drugs in his system. Getting dressed had been weird, surreal. Danny shook his head feeling woozy and tired. He slowly lay down on the ground, what could be the harm of sleeping here? His eyes felt heavy and they slowly closed.

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