|Shadow of Hannah
Author: WhiteIce PM
Thought being a popstar was rough? What happens when your alter ego comes to life and tries to take over your world? Welcome to Miley's newest problem. I don't own Hannah Montana!Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Adventure/Horror - Chapters: 7 - Words: 6,306 - Reviews: 22 - Favs: 12 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 07-30-06 - Published: 06-11-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2985382
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Chapter : A Secert Revealed
"I'm telling you Dad, I didn't do anything wrong!" Miley shouted, waving her hands in the air. Her
brown hair looked like it was flying as she walked furiously down the hallway.
"Well, there had to be a reason for your teacher to call us down here," Robbie said, looking at her
with raised eyebrows. "Are you sure you can't think of anything?"
"Yes, Dad, for the millionth time, I'm sure!" She yanked open the door and stomped inside her
classroom. Suddenly, she turned around. "You do believe me, don't you?
"Yes, but, once again, there had to be a reason for your teacher to call us down here." Robbie
followed her inside and looked around. There was nobody in the classroom.
"Hello, Ms. Tamile?" called Miley, gazing around the empty room.
"Hello, Miley Stuart, or should I say, Hannah Montana?"
Miley and her father whirled around to find Amber sitting calmly at on the teacher's desk.
Miley's eyes got as big as plates and she felt her knees start to tremble.
"Ouch, Oliver, stop pushing!" Lily was squeezed up next to her friend, looking out through the air vents.
"Lily, why are we doing this again? asked Oliver, sighing as he pushed his bangs back from his head.
Lily sighed and rolled her eyes. "Because it's our duty as friends to Miley!"
"And because nothing's on TV?"
Oliver sighed, he couldn't belive that he had been dragged along on this so-called adventure.
Looking at Miley through the school air vents, whoop-de-do. He
would have been just as comfortable on the Sturarts' couch, watching TV as he waited for Miley
to come back.
"I can't belive it! Amber knows Miley's Hannah Montana!" Oliver was shaken out of his thoughts
as he heard Lily shout these words.
"What!" He shouted it so loud that he thought that Lily and him would be discovered for good.
The two friends watched Miley and Amber looking at each other, Miley petrified, Amber calm.
After all the times they had tried to keep it hidden, Miley's secert was found out, and there was
nothing they could do about it.
Back in the classroom...
Miley finally found her voice. "What's going on, how do you know about this?" she asked in a
quivering voice. Her father put a comforting hand on her shoulder and looked at Amber with
Amber smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm not going to revel your secert, in fact I want to help you."
"You mean, we want to help her." Another voice shot out from the door, and Ashley appeared.
"We're not exactly who we've been acting like these past couple months," Amber tried to explain
while Ashley walked around the classroom. "We were kind of like in disguse so as to get to know
"So, you've been teasing and hurting me to get to know me better?" Miley said, with a shocked
expression on her face. "Did you miss the lesson in kindergatren on how to make friends?"
"Wellll," said Amber, with a small smile on her face, "we couldn't get too close to you, or you
might have thought that something was up.You see, Ashley and I have found a way to-
Miley and the others turned around to find Ashley clutching the air vent's cover, standing over a
fallen Lily and Oliver.
"Um, hi." Oliver gave Miley a sheepish smile.
He was cut off by Lily standing up and pointing a finger at Amber. "All right, spill it, Amber, tell us
what you want with Miley."
This time it was Ashley's turn to speak. "We want to help Miley. Show her, Amber."
Amber went up to Miley, who was still gaping at Lily and Oliver. She took a small object that had
a sliver chain and two small buttons, one red and one green. She dangled it in front of Miley's
face. "See this, Stuart? This is the answer to all your problems. We all know how frustatrating it
is to live two lives. We've designed something to help you." She pressed the green button and
In front of her was an exact duplicate of Hannah Montana. She was wearing a slight smile and
had her hands folded in front of her.
"A pleasure to meet you, Miley." she said in the exact same voice that Miley had.
"How, what?" Miley stuttered, looking around her.
Amber and Ashley had smug smiles on their faces and were watching her. Lily's eyes
were bugged out and her mouth hung open. Oliver had gone rigid and was looking like he was
seeing a ghost. Her father had a worried look in his eyes, and tightned the grip on her shoulder.
For a minute the room was slient.
"How did you get a clone of my daughter?" Mr. Stuart finally spoke up, never taking his eyes off
the of the duplicate Hannah.
"It was easy," Ashley bragged, "all we had to do was collect markings so we could figure out how
to make a duplicate of her body. Hairs, fingerprints, once we even took a sandwich with a bite
mark in it."
"Ewww," said Lily, screwing up her face.
Ashley rolled eyes and continued. "Then we put it togather until we had an exact image of you.
Once we had that, we made it into a virtual hologram. Go ahead, touch, your hand goes right
Nobody moved for a minute, then Oliver came up and put his hand on the Hannah clone's
shoulder. It passed right through.
Miley came up and also put her hand on Hannah's sholder. "I don't get it," Miley finally spoke up,
turning to stare at the 2 girls. "Why would you do this?"
"Because, if this clone acturlly works and you like it, we could start doing this for other stars.
Imagine how much money we could make! You can have this one for free, snice you're our trial
customer." Amber said, looking at Miley with a smug smile on her face.
"It's very useful," Ashley chiped in, "she can be in places when you can't, and she has one more
trick up her sleve, show her, Hannah."
At that, Hannah smiled widley and, all of a sudden, she began to change. Her blond hair grew
shorter and cuirler, and changed to a mousy brown. Her pop star clothes faded away to jeans
and a T-shirt. Her high heels were replaced with tennis shoes, making her shorter. She had
turned into Miley!
"You see, she can also become you." This time Amber was beaming with pride as she watched
her creation come to life. "She has all your personality traits and could fill in for you and no one
would ever know, except if they to try touch her. So, what do you say? Wanna keep her?"
Miley looked at her father, and he said, "It's your desion if you want this. Just be careful, I don't
want anything going wrong."
Miley beamed at the two girls in front of her and said, "I'll take it!