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The Road to Hell is Paved with Good Intentions	By : sirensoundwave Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom Views: 2996 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Seriously? Fine. The Danny Phantom series is the intellectual property of Butch Hartman. As a result, I get no money for this T_T. The plot is mine though, dammit. He can't have that too.The original character Sylphine belongs to me.

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Hey y'all. This chapter reveals more about Sylphine as in who she really is and what she's doing in the DP universe. Also the RT3 cover story unravels spectacularly...well to the more observant (i.e. the readers). Also it gives a bit about my next story. See if you can tell where the lil’ hellion is gonna show up next.
Here is Avenged Sevenfold’s Bat Country leading the charge.

Chapter 10
Bat Country
I've known it from the start
All these good ideas will tear your brain apart
Scared but you can follow me
I'm too weird to live but much to rare to die
The techno geek of Team Phantom felt like a baby sitter who knew they weren't gonna get paid. Sam had become much more sociable talking to Sylphine. The little brat had convinced them to go with her 'in case that big mean dog came back'. Those big honey colored eyes brimming with tears had made his inner voice berate him for even considering telling her what he really wanted to. Buzz off kid we have our own situation. Instead he found himself bringing up the rear as the trio walked.
Don't get him wrong, Tucker could sympathize. He had been tiny when he was that age too. Dogs of just about any size were a legitimate threat to his health. He also recalled an incident in little league where his team lost and visiting kids decided the victory itself wasn't enough. All 12 of them ended up hanging from the baseball field fence by their white and red piped pants with 'losers' written on their faces. He wished he told his mom he was sick that day. He could have sat home and watched cartoons that Saturday and avoided the mega wedgie. It was the day he swore off sports for good.
No he was happy Sam was distracted. So he kept his complaints to himself and followed.
They reached the hospital in about ten minutes. No, not Amity Medical where they had just escaped. This was Efialtis Regional, a private hospital run by the Greek Orthodox Church. This medical center was closer to the edge of town. Although smaller than the city’s main hospital, from the looks of it, it was not without ample funding. If the grandiose fountains and marble flooring were any thing to go on. A large mosaic depicting the Last Temptation of Christ spanned the wall to the left of the entryway. To the right was a scene depicting Adam and Eve, naked and naive in the garden of Eden; the serpent hiding in the shade of a bush as they frolicked.
“Dude...this place is really...” Tucker found himself at a loss for words. Before his friend could supply any herself, Sylphine became giddy and began to talk again.
“Mama would love to meet you and thank you for saving me. Daddy will be here soon too.f Come on!” The young girl was hard to say no to so Sam did not protest when she grabbed her arm and led them to the elevators. She hummed happily the whole way, swinging the Goth girl’s arm as she skipped along.
The young girl’s mother was on the 6th floor so they piled into an empty car in the lobby. The golden eyed girl pressed the elegantly designed 6. The tune she was humming was familiar to the pair...and not something a sweet little girl should be humming. She probably heard it on the radio. No big deal. They dismissed it. They really shouldn’t have. Too bad Sam only realized it when there was just a crack left between the closing metal doors. As she saw the opulent lobby fade away into a dark dilapidated corridor. The staff and visitors simply evaporate. For the second time that day, violet eyes went wide paralyzed in fear.
“Hey, do you guys know what Efialtis means in English?” Sylphine asked as the pulley system lifting the elevator ground to a halt after barely lifting but did not open. She was staring at the floor. Black ropes obscured her face.
“Seriously?” Tucker muttered then noticed the child's shoulders were shaking. He knelt down to comfort the scared girl just as Sam reached to pull him back. He did not notice his best friend was too scared to speak. "Don't worry. It's a busy place. Someone will notice real soon."
“Now take a trip with me... But...don't be surprised when things aren't what they se-em...." The little girl whispered softly. As she lift her head to look up at them, those deep liquid golden pools flashed briefly.
Sam gasped at the tone of her voice, finally getting herself together enough to drag Tucker back as well when she saw that there was a serene smile on her face. The girl had been giggling not sobbing.
"It means nightmare."
Before the teens had a chance to do anything, Sylphine pressed the 6 on the panel once more and the car dropped like a stone. The teens were flung into the ceiling as the elevator screeched down the shaft at mach two. The creature they now knew was definitely not a little girl didn’t even budge. Her skirt and braids did flutter a little in the wind that was suddenly blowing all around them. Screaming in their ears and pressing them further into the grating. Denying their lungs the ability to express their well founded fear. The metallic beads at the ends of her braids made an eerie clacking sound that could be heard over all the noise.
“Enjoy the ride.” Her tiny form glowed before exploding in a swirl of shimmering, delicate wings.
*I am a linebreak! Beware!* *I am a linebreak! Beware!* *I am a linebreak! Beware!*
Valerie still hadn't the vaguest idea what to do she couldn't get in contact with Mayor Masters. Like most people these days she felt no compunction to remember phone numbers because of her cellphone contact list. Lost your mobile? No problem; most handhelds were synced to the user's email or some other remote database so back ups of just about everything you had could be accessed from a computer. That was the problem.
No cell and no computer. She was currently hiding in a pantry of all places. When everyone started going nuts in that tent, she was only able to get as far away as the kitchen before more agents or whatever rushed in. She blindly dove into an open door and closed it behind her. Only to hear footsteps just outside the door. Great. Now she was trapped in the dark. She could hear quite well in this hideaway though.
"There have been complications sir." A man said. He sounded like the one directing the students and teachers through out the screening. There was silence that met his statement leading her to believe the man was on his phone. "It belongs to a student, mine is needed to control the scanners...oh I see...Well though Ms. Grey was not part of the decoy group her phone was confiscated sir....I apologize, I did not know she was in your employ, I shall return it immediate--...Are you sure?..As you wish sir.”
A crack, crunch and thump later, he left the kitchen. The former Red Huntress slowly opened the door before dashing to the trashcan. Whatever he threw away had to be important. She thanked whoever was listening that this was a basket solely for paper. After fishing around a while, she pulled out the only solid object there was. The pieces started to come together but she was confused even more.
Half the tie-dye cover was missing. What remained was splintered and barely holding on. The screen looked like someone had backed over it with a semi truck. One on the four buttons was nowhere to be seen. This was her phone! Well it used to be...Wait! That meant the man on the other end was Masters! Decoy group? What was that about controlling the scanners?
But then the Mayor knows what’s going on...did he set all this up knowing people would get hurt? Oh my god! Then that ghost I saw works for him?! Who the fuck have I been working for since freshman year?! Her mental malfunction was interrupted by a deep, merry male voice right in her ear.
“Let’s go ask him shall we Lassy?”
The man doubled back after hearing something. He rushed through the double doors to see the remains of the phone he destroyed strewn about the floor next to a single gold bangle bracelet. He blinked once, then yet again.
Shit.
*I am a linebreak! Beware!* *I am a linebreak! Beware!* *I am a linebreak! Beware!*
Across town, that mystery breeze returned in Vlad’s office. He merely rolled his eyes and returned to the paperwork before him. Nothing moved this time because he had weighted everything down.
“Not real observant are ye Boy-o?” an Irish accented voice laughed. “M’lady sent ye several warnings yet ye paid ‘em no never mind. Truth be told though, she didna expect ye to.”
Any normal person would have been startled out of their skin. Vlad merely growled when he looked up and saw a tall red headed man in front of his desk holding a very confused and frightened Valerie Grey by her wrist. He was dressed like a man of modern day; a plain blue tee and black jeans. Yet his emerald green eyes and drawl revealed he was far older than he appeared. And far more dangerous. No this man was that acursed Sylphine's servant. Ironic that he first met him under the guise of the physics professor that taught him sophmore year in college. Evetything about the man defied the laws of physics. If you could call such a being a man...
“Chainey...and Miss Grey. To what do I owe the pleasure?” He snarled in response.
“Pleasure be bit of a stretch there boy-o donna ye think? Jus passin’ along a message fer ye. Tha broke down Rubix cube ye been squattin on ain’t gonna save ye. She knows an she lead ye to find e’ry las piece ‘cept two. Life’s a bitch an so’s m’lady when she’s in a fit.” He laughed heartlily. “This lassy ain’t yer pawn no more an I didna ‘ave to do a thin’. Oh yes, we won’t be yer las visitors today. Hope yer office survives.”
Valerie had been flayling about like a loon the whole time. This man’s grip was like iron even though he wasn’t squeezing her wrist. All she could do was look helplessly at her former boss. Who ignored her.
“Really now. So I should expect that little witch anytime then.” Though his face remained impassive, He was seething as well as more than a tad alarmed. Mental Vlad was running around in panicked little circles. Tearing out his imaginary hair.
All this work for nothing?! How could she know?! Lead me to them?!
As he thought about it, it did seem convenient how information on Pandora’s box was readily available whenever he sent out one of his minions to find it. How could he have been so blind?
//I'm watching you.//
What doesn’t she know? If she thinks she can play with me like a toy that little whor-.
“Donna be completin’ tha thought Boy-o. M’lady has much more pressin’ matters than tha likes of ye. No, ‘xpect a more...recent aquain’ence. Come along Lassy. Someuhn’s been waitin’ ta meet ye.” Chainey leveled a glare at him before he and the dazed girl were engulfed in a small tornado that cleared the desk, bookcases and many other surfaces. The halfa had to shield his face from flying debris. The gale died down revealing they were gone, a haunting laugh the fading behind them.
“Oh, snicker--”
BZZZT!
“Mr. Masters is everything alright?” Adelaide, the secretary that insisted upon the chime buzzed in. As the intercom was attached to the desk, Chainey’s departure had not disturbed it.
“I’m not sure. Cancel the rest of today’s appointments my dear.”
*I am a linebreak! Beware!* *I am a linebreak! Beware!* *I am a linebreak! Beware!*
High above the street, Sylphine sat watching the people below. She smiled as she thought of how pissed the junior hunters would be to realize they never left the construction site where they met her. She had to have her fun somehow!
Truth be told, she was very agitated at the moment. The Observants were very right, she did not belong here. But, that was not her fault. And she was going to raise as much hell as she could about it. After all, their colossal fuck up sucked her into this reality.
Chaos Mages always existed in pairs and currently she was without her other. The one who’s affinity was the opposite of her own. As she was a Chaos Mage of Light, Gabriel was one of Shadows. ‘What lurks in the shadows is not always tainted nor is all that basks in the light pure.’ This simple creed ruled her existence. It meant that good and evil were merely concepts invented by beings with higher brain function. Because of this, the Observants had shifted the balance here in favor of the shadows. By shattering Pandora’s Box and creating Clockwork. Let’s back up a bit.
Clockwork should not exist. Not in the form is does. He is the Guardian of Pandora’s box (not the item’s true name but what legend has dubbed it) and essentially one who watches the universe and occasionally asks Chaos Mages for assistance. He has many brother and sister Guardians who serve the same purpose across the multiverse, just as she an Gabriel do as well.
A fact that further pissed the young deity off. But she knew that without a world’s guardian, it would slowly start to fall apart. She did not envy their place--the very real role of Atlas to their realms. It’s why Aurii, the Guardian of her reality could not come. And why this one was going to hell. This world’s Mages had been sealed and that was what she had come to remedy. So she could get the hell out of here.
Sighing she thought of her beloved, part of another pair of mages. Their universe was much more volatile, they were forced to take opposing sides of what their world defined as good and evil to make sure it wasn’t ripped apart by it’s own residents. Though she thought it hilarious that grown men and women ran about in spandex and skimpy clothing there, she hated how it bothered her lover and his other to fight each other; even if it was just for show.
Yes lover.
What?
She’s cosmic entity, of course she can become a woman if she so desired. Being small and cute simply lulled people into a false sense of security...then completely freaked them out. Speaking of which, that bastard better not forget her birthday again. She hoped his other reminded him. Or she would hurt them both.
“M’lady, I present Miss Grey.” Chainey appeared behind her on the half constructed floor.
“She didna wanna come quitely so I had ta put ‘er ta sleep. Shall I get tha las uhn fer ye?” He inquired holding the limp form in his arms.
“Nope. I think Other Danny fixed that problem for us. Five easy pieces teehee!” She hoped up and motioned to the still bodies of Tucker and Sam. There was a single glowing butterfly resting on their noses. With a small gesture one appeared over Valerie’s. “Put her with them. I’ve already sent the fifth out. I don’t need their physical bodies here, only their souls.”
“Yes’m.” He levitated her form to lay with her friends.
Meanwhile, The Fentons had arrived at Amity Medical to find their son missing, their daughter unconscious in his room and a horde of red eyed people previously in la-la land sitting up in bed like zombies.
Awesome.
They became more frantic when the strange winged creature landed on the tip of their daughter’s nose and could not be removed. Their hands just passed right through it.

Ta-da! Chapter 10 is done. See? She’s not a complete bitch. And no Chainey didn’t just pop up for conveniece sake, he has a background story. It just might not be explained in this part of the series. The main DP story is drawing to a close though and everything will be explained before it’s all over with, don’t worry. The next two chapters will be headed by Sin with a Grin (Shinedown) and You’re Going Down (Sick Puppies) I just don’t know which will come first. Oh, let me know if you figured out where the next story in the series is gonna happen. I’m open to suggestions from those that do. Digital cookies to anybody who figures out who Syl’s lover and his other are. Sirensoundwave out. ^_^
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