Okay, Readers! This is, unfortunately, the last chapter of my Danny Phantom story. (crowed cries) BUT, (crowd stops) I am going to write a sequel soon! (crowd cheers, whistles, etc.) So read this story and review it! It starts out two weeks after DP's escape from Gertrend, okay? (crowd nods) Another thing, this is kind of sad…sorry. That's it!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Danny Phantom or his friends or enemies. I do, however own Gertrend and Jenny Templeton/Mystic Phantom.

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I walked casually down the school hallway with Sam and Tucker close behind. We were all sort of quiet still, after what had happened two weeks ago.

Most of you know about my skirmish with Gertrend and his ghost girl, Mystic, but no one knows how it ended. I guess you have the right to know, but let me just say that the end isn't pretty. It was depressing

Flashback: Sam, Tucker, the ghosts, and I burst into the huge throne room. We didn't even give Gertrend time to react. Although, the thing didn't need it. He jumped right into action, firing red ecto-beams at us. One hit Skulker, sending him flying back into Walker and into the ghostly guards.

"Hey! No one does that but me!" I yelled, preparing to blast Gertrend.

"Tsk. Tsk, Daniel. You can't win. I'm stronger than you."

"Yeah, right." I rolled my eyes, but I was soon to find out that he wasn't bluffing. The next thing I knew, all of my friends/foes were trapped in red ectoplasmic boxes that creature had created.

"Let us out!" I screamed.

"No, but since you refused me, Daniel, I have no choice but to kill you." he growled. He held out his hand and closed it into a fist. At first, nothing happened. No huge explosion, no instant death, but then the boxes slowly closed in. My eyes widened as I realized what was happening. He was going to crush us to death!

"You won't get away with this!" I yelled as the box threatened to crush me. I tried to break free, but nothing worked. I heard my friends grunts as they tried to escape.

"Daniel, Daniel," he said standing, his hands behind his back. He walked up to my box and came towards my face. "I'll always get away with anything. I can't die. Nothing can stop me."

"Except me!" came a familiar voice. I heard an agonizing scream echo through the room as a red light burst out of Gertrend's chest. The sound was terrifying, but then I realized that he wasn't the only one screaming.

Mystic.

She screamed as loud as the mad man did.

"What's going on?" I yelled, frightened.

"I-I'm sorry, Danny." she gasped before dropping onto the ground. The light had stopped and the boxes evaporated.

"Mystic!" I cried out. I ran to her, not caring whether Gertrend was alive or dead. I took the young girl's head into my hands.

"Mystic!" I screamed again. I was relieved when her eyes fluttered open.

"Danny, I'm sorry." she said, a tear dripping down her cheek.

"For what?" I said smiling. "You didn't do anything. Now, hush. We'll get some help."

"No." she said gasping for breath. She grabbed my hand and pressed it to her cheek. "Don't leave me, please."

"But if I don't, then I can't get help." I pleaded, tears forming in my eyes. She put a hand to my face.

"I don't care. I would rather die looking at your face than the back of a EMT truck." she laughed.

"But-"

"Shhh." she said stroking my cheek.

"Alright." I said. "I'll stay."

"I'm…s-sorry…I d-didn't t-tell you." she gasped. She was fading, fast. And there was nothing I could do to stop her death.

"Tell me what?" I smiled.

"That it would kill me. I j-just…knew y-you wouldn't…h-have l-let me d-do it."

"Why did you do it?" I asked, silently begging God to keep her here.

"To save you, Danny." she stated as clear as crystal. "I-I told y-you…"

She stopped and her eyes closed.

I love you. came a voice in my head. I jumped, but I realized it was her.

I love you, too. I thought back.

No you don't. the voice laughed. You love, Sam.

"S-Sam." she rasped. Sam hurried over to the dying form in my arms.

"Yes." the gothic girl said, trying not to cry.

"T-take c-care of D-Danny."

"I will." she whispered, a tear falling off her face.

"T-thanks. Danny," she looked at me as she said my name.

"Yes?"

"Take care of yourself, and don't let those ghosts beat you up too bad."

"I won't." I laughed.

We sat there for hours, but it seemed like minutes. Mystic's breathing steadily slowed. After a while of silence, I heard her speak for the last time.

"I love you." And then she was gone.

"NO! Come back!" I cried out. The tears, which I had tried to keep at bay, poured out of me now. They fell all over the small body in my hands.

I don't know how long I cried, but finally Tucker got me up. Sam grabbed my hand and looked sadly at me, tears dripping down her pale cheeks.

"It's okay."

That all happened two weeks ago, but it felt like just yesterday. The regular jokes had kept up between the three of us as well as the ghost butt-kicking, but sometimes, when we thought about Mystic it was hard.

"Hey," Sam said shaking my shoulder. "everything's fine. We're doing fine."

"Yeah," I sighed. "I know." I grabbed her hand and kissed it. After what had happened to Mystic, we had gotten together.

We'd never really expressed our feelings for each other because we thought we had our whole lives ahead of us, but when Mystic died we realized life was too short…and it was also her dying wishes.

We walked a little farther to the edge of the school yard when it happened. I heard a giggle, a familiar one. A black haired girl stood just in front of us. I gasped and stared at my two friends. They were just as surprised.

Before I knew what I was doing, I whirled the girl around to face me. There, as plain as day, was Jenny Templeton/Mystic Phantom.

"Mystic?" I said staring into those hazel eyes.

"Ummm… my name's Jenny. Jenny-"

"Templeton." I finished, my mouth gaping. Mystic looked at me, impressed.

"Do I know you? Or are you just psychic?" she giggled.

No but you are, I thought to myself.

"Uh, no. You don't remember me?" I asked desperately.

She shook her head. "No, I'm sorry, should I?"

I thought for a moment. I stared into her eyes, looking for some hint of a joke, but there was nothing but seriousness in her eyes.

"No, I guess you just reminded me of someone."

"Oh, well, I hope she's pretty." she giggled. "See you later, um…what's your name?"

I smiled at her even though I felt let down. "Danny. Danny Fenton."

"Cool name. See you later, Danny!" she yelled as she hopped into a car and drove away.

I stood there, dumbstruck. How could she not know me? Remember me? I shook my head. Was it all real? I looked back at my friends, they were just as dumbstruck as I. Sam was the first to regain her composure.

"Who's up for Nasty Burger?" she laughed.

"Me! No veggies, please!" Tucker yelled.

"Double meat for me!" I yelled back.

"You two are so gross."

"I am the box ghost! Beware!" came that irritating ghost's cry.

"Hold that thought." I said running behind a tree. I transformed into ghost boy. "This will only take a second.

"We're right behind you!"

The gang was back…

THE END…FOR NOW!

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Hope you guys enjoyed that! It was a little sad, but had a happy ending! Review and tell me what you think about it! Sorry if you guys didn't like the DP and Sam pairing, but I had to do it! Sorry! Review please, still!