Cartoons » Danny Phantom »

James's Angels
Author:
Jaded Jimmie Productions PM
TUFF the best ghost fighting organization. When Daniel Fenton dissappears and a ranson note is found beside a pool of his blood. Sam and her team will try everything to get Danny safe at home even going against the world most dangerous super villian Phantom. Why is Phantom flirting with Sam? Why don't anything add up! Is Phantom the real villian or taking the blame from somebody?
Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Romance - Danny F. & Sam M. - Chapters: 5 - Words: 8,429 - Reviews: 11 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 6 - Updated: 08-13-12 - Published: 08-27-11 - id: 7329989
A+  A-   Full 3/4 1/2 Expand Tighten

James's Angels!

Summary:TUFF the best ghost fighting organization. When Daniel Fenton dissappears and a ranson note is found beside a pool of his blood. Sam and her team will try everything to get Danny safe at home even going against the world most dangerous super villian Phantom. Why is Phantom flirting with Sam? Why don't anything add up! Is Phantom the real villian or taking the blame from somebody?

Full summary: Samantha Manson, Jimalyn Love, and Katilyn James. The best Turbo Under-cover Fighting Force in all of Los Angelos and possibly the world, the three 17 years old need to find out where Daniel Fenton is at. A ransom note from Daniel Phantom was left beside a puttle of Fenton's blood. But why would Danny Phantom, the most evilest prince of the ghost zone, go after the cute, innocent Fenton boy? And why is he flirting so hard with Samantha? Is it possible, the human hating ghost ... is inlove with Samantha Manson?

Disclaimer: Almost everything, it's a mixture if Totally Spies and Charlie's Angels. This came to me when I was watching "Alvy Angels" Alvin and the chipmunks so I was like I can use it for this story! SO I hope you enjoy this...

So I don't own Danny Phantom (Butch Hartman does) but I do own James and the picture I offically own Katilyn! HAHAHA victory will be mine!


James's Angels

Written by Jaded Jimmie

Last time: He had to get closer to her, but how? He can't just go up to her and stay with her. He then hatched a plan. He stole some hair dye and contacts, he walked up to an abandon house and grabbed a bucket. He left the house to go to the neighbor and clean the bucket. Not long afterwards, he return to his place and dyed his hair. After using his stole towel, he shaked his hair dry. As his hair dried he puts in the grey contacts.

"Samantha be ready to meet Drake Fisher." He whispered.

Sam awoken at five a.m. on the dot. She had this feeling as if something was wrong. Sam decide to go practice her fighting moves for any upcoming battle. Sam ran outside with a bottle filled with ice, she leveled her breathing as she ran around the block. Another jogger ran into her, she slipped and fell unto two strong arms wrap around her waist.

"Might want to be careful there miss." He said. Sam took mental notes that he was still holding her, and his voice... she heard it before.

"Uh huh, thankyou for helping me mister... " Sam said politely getting out from his arms.

"Fisher. Drake Fisher at you service ma'ma." He bowed, under the lap pole Sam notice his hair was dark brown; not brown-black but a dark brown. His grey eyes seem to cover his real eyes. Sam raised an eyebrow as he blush under her gaze.

"I don't want to leave Sammy!" A little boy clings on his friend.

"I don't either blushy." Sam said patting her friend

"Please don't forget me." He kissed her forhead blushing.

"Never ever, I can never forget you." She said playing with his hair. He took notices how mature she was being. How can a six year old be so calm? Must be a female thing...

"Sammy, can I have a hug?"

"Sure," Sam said and with that they hug. She stood back looking into his eyes that were covered with tears.

"I wish I can stay with you foreva!" He cried clinging onto her once more, she felt his cheek hot against her chest.

"Maybe in another life. I guess I'll see you next life time." Sam sung softly to a song.

"We'll be butterflies." He sung back before falling asleep in her arms, "Sammy? Can you promise me something?"

"Yeah D-" The scene had gotten blurry as Sam shook her head and look at the man infornt of her. Either he was studying her or he was thinking about something.

"Have me met before?" Sam asked.

"Where are you going?" He asked immediately.

"To the gym." Sam said, something about him reminds her of someone she could not remember.

"I'll go with you." Drake said.

"My friends will be there." Sam said slowly. Maybe that'll make him go back to where ever he's living.

"Cool maybe I can get a couple of my friends to come too." Drake said, "then maybe near lunch we can met up at the Nasty Burger."

"I'll be in high school." Sam said before jogging off. Drake jogged up to her.

"You go to Casper right? I'm there I'm new." Drake lied.

"Mhm I'll believe you when I see you. Now good bye Drake." With that Sam walked away. Drake smirked rubbing his hands, he was just blessed to hold the beautiful Sam Manson!


"Ms Manson?" Mr Lancer asked for attendance.

"Here." She called back.

"What is this a new student. Class this is Drake Fisher." He asked, Sam whipped her head toward the door. It was that jogger, he didn't lie.

"Uh hehe can I take my seat now?" Drake asked.

"Yeah sure feel free to sit by miss Manson or miss Sanchez." Mr Lancer said turning his back.

Drake glance at the other girl, Sanchez... why does he remember that name? Sanchez Sanchez Sanchez... He walked to Sam and sat beside her, ignoring Sanchez's flirty smiles and gestures... Paullina Sanchez. Star's best friend. He went to look at the blonde hair girl lip lock with Kwan Wuu. He frowned, Star was cheating, and wonder if Kwan knew or if she has more than two boyfriends.

Oh well, he looked at Sam a suggestive grin, Sam leaned her face on her hand and her lips pucker up. Drake blushed and looked down at his desk. School would be so much better this year.


"Hey Sam how was your classes?" Jimmie asked as the two walked to lunch.

"Pretty good but I think this guy likes me." Sam answered.

"Oh la la which one?" Jimmie asked giggling, "Please not Dash bulky piece of football headed meat. 'Getting a touch down, is like taking care of a studip woman wants and or needs. The object is to never' blah blah blah!" Jimmie mutter under her breath.

"Haha no Drake Fisher." Sam said.

"Oh he's so cute all the girls in homeroom are going crazy looking at him. 'We want the Drakey makey candy.' I felt sorry for him."

"Who made that up?" Sam asked and Jimmie gave her knowing look.

"Paullina." The both said sighing.

"She's jealous of you ya'know." Jimmie said, "You're so pretty and stealing her thunder by barely doing anything."

"Sam?" A voice called out, the girls looked at Sam's watch.

"James?" Sam asked surprised. He never call doing school hours.

"Hey James-ie." Jimmie said smiling at him.

"I'm sorry but we need you now. My father is signing you both out now." James frowned, "we found more on the case. We need you to get the main chip data to find out what happen."

"So what then it'll still be fuzzy- you know what this will be better face to face. Seeya in few bye Jay."Jimmie turn of Sam's watch and the walked outside.

Jimmie and Sam felt the earth separate into a small hole. This time they didn't jump in surprise but couldn't help but screamed as fall in the hole. Two pairs of robotic hands undress the sliding girls into identical jump suits in the twisty slide. They began to fall from the ceiling onto a black couch. Sam and Jimmie gasp seeing James kissing Stephine.

"Sam... Jimmie..." James said and Stephine kept kissing his jaw. Jimmie turn her head, she bite her lip before Kaitlyn fell beside her.

"Okay now let's get this over with." Jimmie said grabbing the backpack fill with their weapons. She past them out among her team mates ,she threw it at Stephine which hit her dead in the face, as they stood up and walk to the car, preparing to go to Geekies McGee.

"Jimmie?" James asked shyly.

"What is it McKnight?" Jimmie asked rashly as she pack the trunk.

"I'm sorry I-" Jimmie put a hand over his lips.

"After this mission I quit." Jimmie said getting in car riding shot gun.

"Jimmie you can't go. You've-" James started but Jimmie turn to him, her eyes glowing blue.

"Goodbye." Jimmie said as Sam drove off. Stephine sat away from Jimmie's chair, Kaitlyn and Sam frown. Jimmie never been this upset in all her life.

~At Geekies McGee~

Jimmie broke the back entrance door lock, she signal them to be quiet. Jimmie stood up and user all of them in. She pulls them into the restroom and lock the door.

"I sneaked us in, so what's next?" Jimmie asked looking at their leader.

"Steph is going to stall the workers and we're going to dress up as them and get that chip."

"Now I want some potatoes chips, lime and vinegar mmmm." Jimmie said giggling.

"Sammy you want some."

"Eck," Sam groan in disgust at the chips the boy handed her, "what favor it that?"

"My favorites." He said the bag in his small hands as he try to offer her some.

"Blushy how can you even eat those Lime and Vinegar chips?" Sam said gently push the chips back toward him.

"How can you eat gummy bats?" he replied before eating a chip.

"Like this," Sam said flipping one up in the air and catching it in her mouth.

"COOL!" he tried to copy her actions but it ended up getting the chip in his eye, "SSSSSSSAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMYYYYY !" Sam put her arms around him and his cheeks heated up.

"Gosh D-"

"SAM!" Kaitlyn yelled.

"Huh what?" Sam said asked dazed.

"Well Steph is gone we should go." Kaitlyn said sticking a fake mustache on Sam's face. Sam tied her hair up in a knot and place a hat on. She noticed her clothing change but didn't asked. One thing at a time Samantha... but who is that strange faceless boy?


Not the best but I hope you like it. Answer all reviews (first- to last)

DannySamLover20: Thanks Kitty! I hope you like this chapter

ChocolateSunshine500: Yay Panda love it!

Superbluestar428: Thanks and am I still doing good?

GhostGirl: The Dark Angels will meet him in the next chapter

syd004: I updated heheh

~Jaded Jimmie Productions

Favorite : Story Author   Follow : Story Author

  .    .