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TGG: Dear readers. Hey! I'm updateing! XD Oh I know I said this would be the longest. and last.. and I think so far it might be the longest but it's not the last! it's the 'Middle of the End.' so enjoy~
She felt strange, as though everything had melted away. She was outside her body but yet, not. Sam raised a hand to her face only to find she didn't have one. She was invisible even to herself. She heard nothing, smelled nothing, tasted nothing, saw only a bright white light, she felt nothing. No, that wasn't true. She felt… a wind, around her, cold and warm at the same time. Like a spring breeze that was confused as to whether it was winter or not. Am I dead? Is, this how it ends? Her thoughts seemed to float around her unspoken but loud enough to have been spoken. How long had she been floating there? An hour, a minute, days, years even? There was no sense of time here. Nothing there was only this… emptiness. As she floated there wondering this, a door appeared.
It was solid and made of oak with a brass knocker and crystalline knob. Etched into the paneling was a gear. No, several interlocking gears that seemed to move the more she looked at them. Sam drew closer to it, or it drawing closer to her she couldn't really tell which. With an invisible hand she reached out and wrapped her nonexistent fingers around the knob, the crystal was cool to the touch as she turned it and pulled the door open. The light faded as if opening the door was the dimmer switch on a wall. Once it was fully open the only light came from the door. Hesitating for a moment she stepped through the door and into the room that lay behind the light.
"Nasty Burger?" an eighteen year old Danny grinned as they left the school grounds for what was almost the last time. "Just one more time before we take our last exam and graduate?"
"Are you kidding? I'm still going after I get out of this place!" Tucker said focused intently on his PDA game. Invasion of the Talking Lab Rats From Jupiter.
"One last time." Sam agreed holding Danny's hand smiling. "Then I'm /never/ going back there again!"
"It's our hang out!" Tucker looked up with an expression of shock and disbelief on his face.
Three hours later the friends were about to part ways when Danny asked Sam if she didn't mind if he walked with her home. Sam didn't have any problem with this at all. He smiled and put his left hand in his jacket pocket to make sure a certain box was still there and took Sam's hand with the other.
"Hey, Sam..." Danny started to say when they reached her door. "I was wondering..." He rubbed the back of his head and smiled in that adorably nervous way only he had. "If.." Sam waiting curiously half expecting what she'd only heard him say in her dreams, and those she'd never remember upon waking. "If we're going on patrol tonight?" He finished chickening out at the last moment. Sam blinked and shook her head.
"No, we all agreed we're staying home to study for finals tomorrow." Danny laughed a bit.
"Oh right., sorry I forgot. Well, I'll see you tomorrow. Good night Sam!" He said and ran off in the direction of home. Sam sighed and waved after him wondering why she felt so... disappointed.
"Idiot!" The raven-haired teen shouted as he punched a neat indent in a nearby tree. He'd been so stupid. Why hadn't he just said it! What harm could it have done? ... She could have said no. Turned him down... but...was that worse than his silence? Wouldn't it have been better to ask and know for sure? "It's too late now..." He muttered looking apologetically at the tree before continuing his way home.
Unnoticed by the boy a figure watched from the trees. Eyes as dark as midnight in a sealed room, yet glowing blood red, watched from the trees. Bidding it's time. Smirking. It's time to strike was soon at hand. The young phantom was too weak and frightened to claim his love. No. His love. Sam was to belong to him and only him. He'd watched her from the shadows long enough! With the phantom out of the way now was the time to strike. He, leapt from the tree and struck the unsuspecting young man in the back of his head.
Danny cried out from the sudden pain and fell to the ground for a moment. The next he was up and facing the attacker. He swayed slightly, unsteady on his feet. "What do you want?" He snapped.
"Your life!" The creature smirked and snatched Fenton up by his throat. "Your life will be mine! You've one year to claim it back, I'm fair, I'll give you that chance." He laughed a laugh Danny had never heard before. A proper evil laugh. One that not even Vlad nor his diabolical future self had accomplished. Then, everything went Dark.
Sam was thrown to her bedroom floor. She yelped and lay there a few moments before opening her eyes. What, just happened? Was that, a memory? A flashback? A plot device? She sat up and was surprised to find she wasn't hurt at all. Once she'd discovered no injuries and stood and thought about the, thing which had just happened. If, it was true, that meant, Danny wasn't who she'd always thought he was. He'd taken the place of Phantom… tricked them all into thinking he was who he wasn't… and if, it wasn't stopped before the wedding date.. would this whole thing become permanent? She had to warn Phantom, Something, something had to be done now.
Memories began returning. The old Sam Manson. Who'd been part of the cause of Danny's powers, the one who'd fought against the system at Casper high, Who'd single handedly, managed to get out of becoming some princess in a medieval castle in the ghost zone, and helped them gain independence! She wasn't just some damsel in distress. She could save herself! No. Not by herself. She did need help. But that didn't mean she'd sit around and wait for Danny to fix this himself. He needed her help in order for him to save her. Her identity restored she escaped her house through her window like old times and ran off in search of her best friends.