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Episode 24: She Go Freak Show

The sun was high in the cool, beautiful blue sky outside, shining down across the small town of Amity Park. The people watched from the ground as his ghostly form flew over the rooftops, holding the love of his life in his arms. There was a grin on his lips while the people on the ground cheered loudly. Loudly for him, and the love he never planned to let go. "Danny! Danny!" The crowd's chant was intoxicating, almost as much as the woman he held before him in his arms.

"Mmm…" Sam moaned softly and leaned closer into him with a mischievous smile on her lips. "Danny…"

"Sam…" Danny mumbled as his arm reached out. He could feel soft silk in his hand, but he jerked when a hand slapped the back of his. "Ow!" He drew back his stinging hand with an irritable grumble and opened his eyes. Sam was sitting up in bed beside him in her blue nightgown, with her legs crossed and her powerful laptop humming on her lap, casting its bright blue glow across a face that was watching him with some amusement.

Sam smirked. "I thought we talked about the 'touching without permission' thing."

Danny grumbled. "I can't be held accountable for my unconscious mind." He sat up with a yawn and rubbed his eyes, casting a glance at the clock. "Sam, it's almost 2 in the morning. Why are you still awake?"

"I couldn't sleep. So I thought I'd get some work done." Sam gestured to the screen of her laptop, letting him adjust on the bed for a better look. It was open to a word processor, but where he might have expected someone else to have a homework paper displayed; he could instead see two characters of a novel engaged in an amusing, but mostly inane conversation.

"Oh yeah, your writing." Danny chuckled. "To think it all started as an attempt to cover up our relationship."

"You were a girl at the time." Sam chuckled. "My mom would've killed me if she thought I was thinking of going out with another girl. She almost threw a fit when I told her I wanted to marry one."

"Oh, and who is this girl you speak of?" Danny smiled and scooted closer to her. "Not someone better than me I hope."

"She had her moments." Sam watched him with a playful smile.

"Awww… so she was better than me?" Danny pouted.

"Not even a little bit." Sam wrapped one arm around his shoulders to pull him into a gentle, but brief kiss. "She wasn't half the man you are."

Danny laughed. "Well, there are some things you just can't fake."

"Agreed." Sam kissed him again, this time letting their lips linger together before she let it break.

Her face lingered near his as her hands closed the lid of her laptop and slid it to the mattress on her other side before she leaned into Danny again for another, deeper kiss that lasted even longer. Danny's arms pulled her into a tight embrace, his eyes closing as her body moved up against his through the thin nightgown. Danny was intoxicated by her almost instantly, but not enough to miss the familiar, but nearly forgotten feeling rising in his throat that let a small wisp of blue smoke pass from his lips.

Danny's eyes went wide and he broke the kiss, letting the smoke escape from their cupped lips to drift into the air. "Ghost sense!" Sam's eyes went wide.

"Look out!" Danny gripped his wife tightly and yanked her to the side as a green blast cut through the dark room, blowing a hole in their headboard the size of a baseball. Danny threw himself into the air toward the door, flying to the floor and pushing Sam behind him as he turned to face their assailant, growling and transforming instantly into his ghost-form.

All he could see in the dark room was a pair of hands floating in the darkness, illuminated by a powerful green glow that reminded him very much of ghostly ectoplasm. But it was impossible… the ghosts were all gone, weren't they?

"I don't know who you are." Danny clenched his fists, which began to drive back the darkness with their own green glow. "But you just made a very. Big. Mistake." His fists flew forward, sending a massive energy burst toward his assailant, but the glowing claws seemed to vanish and the burst carried through to punch a hole the size of his body in the wall behind it.

Danny didn't even have time to ask where the attacker went before the flow shined right in front of his face, arching toward him. Danny yelped as the fist hit his nose, driving him back into the door with enough force to crack the wood, bending it outward. Danny grunted as his body twitched and nearly fell to the floor, spasming as if engulfed in electricity. "Ugh… what on Earth…" He groaned in pain and raised a hand to his head.

"Danny!" Sam screamed and stumbled to the side as the glowing green hands passed her, the body still concealed by the shadows. "Danny, get up!"

Danny growled and slid his back up the door, clenching his fists and bringing them forward again. He gasped when one glowing hand knocked them aside, sending his next ecto-blast punching through the wall into Jazz's room, which was thankfully vacant with Jazz off to college. The other glowing fist came around before he could even breathe, uppercutting him clean through the door, which shattered in a pile of wood that flew to the floor around him until he landed on his back further down the hallway.

"Ggghgh…" Danny grunted in pain and strained to push himself up from the floor. His body was shaking with tendrils of green energy seeping through his body, sapping his strength. As he looked up with wide eyes the pair of glowing green hands approached through the dark hallway, the energy surging brighter around them as they came to a stop limp before him. His eyes closed quickly when the hallway light came on, then opened even wider in surprise.

"You're… human?" Danny pushed himself up and scrambled backward away from the woman. A mass of black hair tumbled down around a strange, pale green face with large, black lips set into a confident smirk. On her body she wore a tight black and green suit, the colors split across her body at various points right down to her hands, which were covered in one green and one black glove. She stepped closer to him and let out a soft chuckle.

"Nothing personal, kid." The woman raised one of her pulsing green hands. "But a deal is a deal." With a howl and dropped to her knee and sent a punch straight toward his head. Danny's arms snapped up from the floor to catch her wrist, stopping her glowing fist inches in front of his. He gasped when the green energy began to seep from his hands into his own, flowing through his body like a powerful electrical surge.

"Gggrgh…" Danny grunted in pain, struggling to hold her fist back. "Get… away…"

"Huh?" The woman blinked in surprise when his energy began to seep back up her arm, surging into her torso with furious intensity. "Aaahh! What the…" The woman's arms and fingers twitching and she began to furiously try to escape his grasp. "L… let go of me! Let go!" They both growled and grunted in pain as the green energy flowed through both of their bodies, ripping at their muscles until Danny was seeing stars floating before his eyes.

"Get off of him!" Sam's arm wrapped around the woman's throat and yanked her back, pulling her off of Danny and throwing her into the wall, where she hit with a thud and sank to the floor, panting in pain. The woman rolled onto her stomach and pushed herself up, panting heavily as the last of the green energy crackled across her shoulders and arms, down into the floor.

Danny pushed himself up to a sitting position, though he couldn't do much else. His arms were shaking so much he nearly fell to his back, but at least his attacker wasn't doing much better. "Wh… who are you?" Danny asked quickly. "How did you find me?"

The woman growled, completely ignoring his questions. "He didn't say anything about this…" Angrily she shoved herself up from the floor and darted back into the bedroom.

"Hey! Hold on!" Sam ran after her, but stopped at the door of the bedroom, looking around quickly. "She's already gone…" Sam whirled and rushed back to Danny's side, kneeling down to wrap her arms around him and steady his shaking. "Danny, are you okay?"

"Man, I feel like I'm vibrating." Danny clutched his arms tightly, unable to stop himself from shuddering in his wife's arms. His breath came in deep, ragged gasps as he stared at the window on the other side of his bedroom. "Who the Hell was that…?"

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The door flew open with a thunderous crack and a woman stomped inside, growling and raising her hands over her head. Thick green energy surged around her fingers, lighting up the inside of the otherwise dark building. "Hey! Get your butt out here! I have something to discuss with you, freak!" She shouted angrily.

"Tsk, tsk. Such needless animosity, Shego. To the man who is paying you very well for your services." A high, irritating voice spoke from the shadows in the corners of the room. "And the name, as you well know…" The man walked into the light from the front door, holding his grungy black coat around his body with his hands in his pockets. His red lips curled into a smile underneath his sharp-beaked nose. "Is Freakshow."

"I don't care!" Shego marched up to him, her hands flashing and her eyes glaring. "You didn't tell me anything about the kid having weirdo-powers! You didn't tell me he could turn MY powers against me!" She growled. "I hate going into that kind of thing blind!"

"Aaahhhh…" Freakshow seemed unperturbed by her approach, his smile broadening into a wicked grin. "This confirms what I suspected all along."

Shego grabbed his collar, growling. "What? I was a guinea pig!"

"Not quite, my dear." Freakshow gazed calmly into her eyes. Frankly, she wasn't sure if he was overconfident or just too crazy to realize that he was in serious danger here. That disturbed her somehow. "You are the key to destroying Danny Phantom once and for all. The key to rending him into nothingness, mind, body, and spirit."

"What?" Shego blinked in surprise. Freakshow raised his small cane between them, using it to push her wrist away from his shirt. Shego frowned, but let go, watching him step back and adjust his jacket with his cane hooked through one arm.

"Have you ever wondered about your powers, Shego?" Freakshow asked calmly. "Your brothers all got abilities that appear in nature. Cellular division, a dense molecular structure, physical self-alteration, but you… what force do you think could have given you the powers you possess? They don't occur in nature… at least, not as you know it."

"How do you know about my brothers? For that matter, how do you know where I got my powers?" Shego narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "That sure as Hell wasn't on my resume'."

"It was no coincidence that I came to you for this task, Shego." Freakshow gestured to her and turned to walk further into the building. The lights flared to life around him as he walked, though he didn't lift a finger to activate them. "I sought you out because there were those who took great interest in you… before they were all slaughtered like pigs." He chuckled and shook his head as he approached a downward slant, whose bottom was concealed in shadows.

"You ARE crazy." Shego walked up beside him to peer into the shadows ahead. When she looked at Freakshow he was giving her a wide, toothy grin.

"Yes. And you love it. Hahahaaaahhhh!" Freakshow leapt onto the sharp slant, landing on his back and sliding down the smooth metal surface into the shadows below with his laughter still echoing through the halls.

Shego rested her hands on her hips with a slight smirk. "More entertaining than Dr. D, I'll give him that."

Shego leapt onto the slant on her feet, her boots skidding across the well-waxed surface straight down into the darkness. She weaved through lights in the darkness, kicking off of several walls to keep from crashing until she spun out into the open air. Still unable to see, Shego flailed for anything to catch herself on, but fell through the air until she landed on something that felt strangely like a hammock covered in pillows.

She blinked from the sudden shock of lights flaring to life, lighting up a massive metal room with a high-domed ceiling. Broken computer parts littered the ground, which clearly hadn't been cleaned in a long time and were also covered in dirt. On the other side of the room, Freakshow stood with one hand on a computer console. Sparks occasionally shot out from behind it, and there was a crack running down the side of its frame, but its monitor was still showing a sharp 3D image of a woman. In fact… it was Shego.

"What the…!" Shego leapt up in alarm and jumped out of the large hammock, landing on the floor in a crouch and rushing up to look at the image. "Someone's been spying on me!"

"For quite some time." Freakshow's hand patted the computer. "You see, the previous owners of this place were known as the Guys in White. Their business was ghosts, or more specifically, the study and eradication of ghost kind."

"Ghosts?" Shego scoffed. "That has nothing to do with me!"

"Actually, Shego, for a time they believed you were the key to their goal." Freakshow tapped a few keys on the computer's keyboard, which brought up a blueprint over her body, which seemed to be measuring energy type and levels at various points in her body as she used her powers. "You see, your powers don't occur in nature… on this planet, at least. Your powers came from a substance that the Guys in White long ago dubbed Ectoranium. A substance whose energy radiates at the opposite frequency from ghostly Ectoplasm. Your power is a concentrated form of this energy. In fact, I wager you've only tapped a small portion of its power."

Shego stared at the computer for a moment, then looked down at her hand as it began to glow with its eerie green light. She looked over her shoulder s Freakshow approached from behind with his hands clasped behind his back. "What do you say, Shego? Will you kill me for neglecting to tell you everything up front? Or will you earn your reward and learn more of your gifts?"

Shego looked at him curiously for a moment. "You're making a heck of an offer here. What did this kid do to you?"

Freakshow's smile faded into an angry scowl, his eyes almost seeming to glow red for an instant. "Everything." The expression left his face as quickly as it came, fading back into his calm smile as he adjusted his long trench goat and turned away from her. "Danny Phantom is the only direction my life has anymore. My revenge is all I have… I don't even have my memories anymore. Not from before he destroyed my life."

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It started almost three years ago, now. It was as if I awakened in this place for the first time, in the arms of the Guys in White. I don't know what I did, or why I was here, and they refused to tell me anything. They locked me away in a cell, and left me there for years, feeding me scraps of food that were barely enough to keep me alive. I pleaded with them time and again to tell me why I was here, pleaded to be set free or for them to just tell me who I was. But they always just laughed.

This went on forever it seemed. I was cut off from everything, and everyone. A couple of times I heard them speaking about how dangerous I was. I never wanted to hurt anyone! I only wanted my freedom! Is that truly so much to ask? Is it! But apparently it was, because they ignored my please and continued talking about me as if I wasn't even there, until one day I heard one of them mention a ghost. I could almost remember… a tendril of thought that refused to touch my mind however much I tried to grab hold of it…

And then it happened. One year ago, I heard alarms blare through the compound. The sound of laser-fire was ended with bloodcurdling screams. I could only sit and listen as the Guys in White were slaughtered, until the blood of my assigned guardians splashed against the wall outside of my cell. I could only huddle in fear at the corner of my cell as he appeared. His hair was gleaming like white fire, and I will never forget those demonic red eyes.

I remember my heart stopping when those eyes turned on me. They flashed in recognition. He knew me! Though I could not remember him, he approached the cell with a twisted smile on his lips. His voice was almost a match for the demon in his eyes.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the human who would be God." His laugh twisted the very air around him. I could see the presence he was emitting, a presence I never knew existed. That of pure, unconditional evil. "Seeing you again is a nice bonus."

"I don't know what you're talking about." I told him, though I could barely breathe for the fear in my throat. "Who are you?"

"I am Danny Phantom." The man grinned as though enjoying my pain. "Have you enjoyed your cell all these years, Freakshow?"

"Please… you've got to let me out of here." I grabbed the bars of my cell desperately. I knew it was stupid to plead with a man who would so mercilessly slaughter others, but I was desperate and there were no other options. "Please, have mercy."

"Mercy? Perhaps if any humanity remained in me, I would have some sympathy for you. But sorry, I'm all out of humanity." The man laughed his horrible laugh and turned to leave. "Die slowly, and please do scream. It calms my nerves."

"Wait! No!" I screamed, as I knew he wanted. I would have done anything, but it wasn't enough. My screams were drowned out by his laughter as he left the prison block on his way down the hallway, leaving me alone once again.

It took me hours to fully realize what was to happen now. There was nobody around, nobody who seemed to know I existed down here. Nobody to bring me my food or release me. If I couldn't find a way out, I would starve down here, if the increasingly stale oxygen didn't make me suffocate first. I was going to die. Days passed, and as they slipped away I could feel my strength fading.

That is, until I finally decided to try something desperate. Something that never crossed my rational mind before. I rammed the door. Using my body as a ram, I attacked over and over. The pain was extraordinary, and each assault sent sharper and sharper stabs racing through my body. I sometimes wonder if my screams made any noise. There was no one around to hear them, after all. But just when my strength was about to give out, right when I was thinking of giving up, I broke through the door into the freedom outside of my cell.

The first place I went was the kitchen. It all tasted so good, even the stale bread I was forced to eat. Being locked up with nothing to eat can make anything you eat the greatest thing in the world. It felt like I couldn't eat fast enough, but soon I felt like I was going to burst. Isn't it strange how that happens?

When I was full I found a computer in one of the main rooms. It took me some time to get it running, but when it did, all of the questions I'd been asking were answered in a tidal wave of realization. My memories had been wiped clean, I had been left to rot in this place, my love had been destroyed, and I had been left to die all by the same man. One man whose eyes will never fade from my mind, and whose laugh even now rings in my ears! One man who destroyed everything I ever was, and everything I ever knew! There was just one man responsible for all of this! DANIEL FENTON!

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Freakshow's cane slammed into the screen of the computer monitor, shattering it on impact and raining shards down on the slick steel floor. Shego took a step back in surprise and raised her eyes to the man. His smile had faded, replaced with a dark, focused expression that regarded the shattered glass on his coat with only mild interest. One hand rose to pluck the glass from his coat and flick it to the floor.

"A.K.A… Danny Phantom." Freakshow turned his sharp eyes on Shego, who was stunned by the change that had overtaken him in the last few minutes. "His death is all that matters to me now. To see him suffer as I have is the purpose of my life." He approached and held one hand out to her. "And your power could make this dream of mine into his nightmare. Accept what I have to offer, and I will give you the means to match him, and surpass him. To destroy him once and for all."

Shego looked down at his hand, then up at his eyes again warily. This man was completely insane. She was used to dealing with lunatics, but he made Drakken and Junior look like well-adjusted citizens. Still, the promise of unlocking the keys to her powers was enticing. She had always wondered if there was more to them, is maybe there was some limit she imposed on them without knowing it. Having those powers unlocked could create whole new possibilities for her. What was the price, really? The life of one boy she didn't know? That was nothing to her.

So she held out her hand and took his in a firm grip. "I'm in."

NEXT TIME on Haunted Legacies

Kim Possible's head broke the water with a splash, her lips sucking in a deep breath of air as her body settled back into the Olympic sized swimming pool located in the back of the college she and Ron had chosen after High School graduation. Speaking of Ron, she could see him lounging in one of the long chairs beside the pool, watching her with a calm smile on his face. His naked mole rat, Rufus, was sitting in a tiny chair on the table beside him.

One of Ron's hands reached into Kim's backpack, pulling out her hairdryer grappling hook to whirl it around in his hand. "You know, I really need to convince Wade to make me some of this stuff."

Kim looked at him from the water. "Are you sure? It won't be a problem with the whole pants thing?"

"K.P., since you got me that belt, my pants are always on." He yelped when the hook suddenly fired toward the ceiling, ripping his swimming trunks clean off with a wicked 'CRACK'. Kim yelped and turned away, covering her mouth with her hands while Ron sighed. "Touche', universe. Touche'." Kim dared to glance over as Ron's bare feet slapped across the pavement while he ran toward the dressing rooms, covering his shame with both hands.

Kim shook her head, then looked at her bag by the long chairs as her Kimmunicator began to beep. She swept through the water to the edge and reached out from the water, grabbing her bag to fish out her Kimmunicator and pop it open while she leaned against the side of the pool. "What's the sitch, Wade?"

"Kim!" Wade exclaimed from the small screen. His face was red and he looked like he was about to pass out. "H-help!"

Kim's eyes went wide. "Wade! What's wrong! Are you okay!"

"Kim… girl… help…" Wade's breath was deep and rapid, his eyes darting from side-to-side. "Need help… with a girl."

"A girl?" Kim blinked

Episode 25: Wade's Third Date