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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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Warning: This is Other Danny's time to shine. We see more of what drives him and learn why it's a bad thing... besides the obvious reasons. Bit more about Sylphine and what happened to Sam, Tucker, Valerie and Jazz. *I am a line break! Beware!* will now be the standard to show scene changes etc. Shinedown’s “Sin with a Grin” leads the way. Let’s go!
Disclaimer: Bite me.

Chapter 11
Sin with a Grin
Thank you for reminding me of why I am sick inside
Thank you for the venom
Did you think it would paralyze?
These scars...I scratch...I tear...
Are there under my skin
Where you've always been
Thank you for reminding me to sin with a grin
Hangman standing on a twisted 2 by 4
Built your house but forgot to lock the door
I'm inside...with two black eyes
I have not one shred of sympathy
I have no use for apologies
This was so not awesome.
Valerie stood up to figure out where the hell she was. First off she was sure she had woken up face down on a soft pillow (she found it was actually her hoodie folded neatly)
in the snow but she wasn't cold. Sure it was freezing when she was lying in it but the air itself...she couldn't describe it.
The sky above her was a pale grayish purple. She could see nothing but snow covered field forever in one direction. Behind her was a forest of crystal trees on the other side of a river that looked to be made of flowing diamonds.
"Did that freak toss me down the rabbit hole?" She dusted the snow that did not melt from her hoodie before sliding it on.
"No room with ridiculously labeled food and drink or tiny doors so I’m guessin’ no."
That voice belonged to Sam Manson, one of Danny’s best friends. The goth girl was sitting on a smooth surface that seemed to be made of the same material as the freaky trees. However, Valerie could see no visible means of the table like structure’s support. It was just hovering perfectly motionless horizontal to the ground.
“Are you sure it’s safe to sit on that?”
“No idea but I got tired of standing. You’re the last to wake up, how do you feel?”
“Dizzy and my head aches. How did we get here? Last thing I remember is this over grown leprechaun putting his hand over my eyes and whispering something in my ear.” Valerie hopped up on the whatever it was with her. It didn’t so much as wobble. Now that she was on it she could tell it was a really big mirror, not a table.
“Tuck and I got here after the elevator ride from hell. A kid that wasn’t a kid tricked us and next thing we know here we are. Jazz won’t tell us what happened to her.”
“Then where are they?”
“Went into the forest to see if any clues to where the hell we are could be found. I opted to stay with you just in case you were hurt. Couldn’t really tell with you out like a light.”
His friends, his sister and me. All people Danny’s close to but why me? We haven’t really seen much of each other lately. We sorta just drifted apart.
She recalled the last time they had even spoken was in the hall at school last month. It was after they found Baxter looking like death warmed over. He looked terrified himself.
*Flashback*
“Danny you okay? Did you see what happened?” She had found him hiding in a gap between lockers. He was pale and shaking like a leaf. His lips didn’t help the image. They were an eerie bluish color and slightly swollen.
“No. Yes. Argh! I don’t know!” He looked at her with bloodshot eye before burying his face into his knees and sobbed.
“Hang on I’ll get someone-”
“No! Don’t I’m fine. I don’t know what I saw but I just ran and called 911. They don’t need to know it was me.” His eyes were full of panic. “Promise me you won’t say anything. Please...”
“Um, okay.” She didn’t know why she agreed so easily. Especially when something in her mind was holding up a neon sign that read ‘Something is very wrong you dope!’
*End Flashback*
She thought it was probably trauma from seeing whatever it was that got Dash. Being afraid it would come back for him. Maybe it threatened him. Poor Danny seemed to be targeted by ghosts or caught in the crossfire so often. Val had always attributed it to his parents being hunters; maybe spooks decided to go after their kids for revenge. That nagging feeling was probably nothing. Right? Right.
Well, Jazz doesn’t seem to have that kind of luck. Then again she just went away to college last summer so I have no real idea. Even when she was a student at Casper we weren’t really on sharing terms. More like wave in the hall terms.
“That’s a pity really but you’re still apart of this.” Before Valerie could register that the new voice was unfamiliar to her, Tucker’s voice sounded from the direction of the stream just as Sam exclaimed beside her.
“YOU!”
“Yes me.” A little girl was standing alone in the clearing. She wore a white sundress without shoes. Braids down to her waist and a charm bracelet she could not make out weren’t her most notable feature. Those eyes like buttercups reflecting the sun were.
“You brought us here? Why? How did you kidnap us?” Jazz asked, coming out behind Tucker. She saw a child but her years of dealing with ghosts made her wary; as it should.
“Technically, I haven’t kidnapped anyone. You’re all asleep, sorta. We never left the building you found me near. Chainey snatched you outta school. FYI if that guy on your phone had found you hiding, he would have snapped your neck. He did crush your phone like a paper cup.” She shrugged. “And Jazz, you know exactly how you passed out. Your brother’s eyes are sky blue not blood red but he is the one who drained your energy while holding your hand. He needed to make sure you didn’t stop him from leaving. If it makes you feel better, he kept you from hitting the floor, laid you on the bed and covered you before he phased through the wall. But that’s not important.”
“Danny couldn’t hurt a fly. He’d never hurt his sister. What are you talking about kid? You say that like he has powers or something.” The former Red Huntress defended her friend. She wasn’t sure who this girl was but she liked her less and less by the second.
“Or something. Three of you already know Danny’s been sucking the life out of people, two have known for the last two years. You know that when he is hungry food does little more than provide a familiar taste and a sense of normalcy. Makes him feel like less of a monster when he knows he craves the life-force and emotional energy living things generate.” Sylphine walked closer as she spoke looking at Team phantom. She stopped feet from them and shifted her gaze to Valerie. “One of you at least suspects he had more to do with Mr. Baxter’s condition than he would admit that day you found him. It’s time to own up to what you know and actually help him for a change. All of you.”
“What are you going on about ? What are we supposed to do other than what we do everyday?” Tucker stood in front of the girls, trying to show some backbone even though he was sure this girl could tear through him like tissue paper if she wanted. Bravery was not a lack of fear. Merely the ability to face what you fear even though your bladder and bowels want to void.
“Help Danny break out of his mental prison to take control of his darker side and powers before you all burn. There is no other choice. You are literally all that stand between your world and oblivion.”
*I am a line break! Beware!**I am a line break! Beware!**I am a line break! Beware!*
Amity Medical was once again a mad house.
Doctors could not get Jasmine Fenton to awaken. Or even begin to explain the butterfly made of light that had settled on her nose. Every once and a while, it’s wings would flap or antennae twinge a bit but all attempts to remove it ended with the hand or instrument passing through it like a hologram.
“This thing isn’t a ghost Jack. It doesn’t have an ecto-signature.” Maddie fretted as the Fenton Finder scanned her child.
“But the room does. Same Omega level entity. Whatever did this took Danny too. Dirty rotten spooks.” Jack looked over her shoulder as he engaged his ectogun.
“Ahhhhhh!”
A scream down the hall got their attention. A nurse had screamed when one of the school incident patients suddenly sat up in bed. Kwan had opened almond colored eyes darkened with a tinge of deep red. He had clamped down on the had about to take his blood pressure with an iron grip. The poor thing was sure she had heard her wrist snap like a twig. So, surprise plus pain equals shrill cry. Despite her frantic attempts, he did not let her go or even budge an inch from her struggling. When he did move however, the woman found herself soaring across the room into the hallway and slamming in to the nurse’s station.
Hospital staffers within arms reach of all the school coma patients found themselves in similar situations. Some had their flight ended by a wall, a door or another unfortunate person. One doctor came within inches of a window. Mr. Sanchez got flipped over his daughter’s bed and landed on his face. Instant K.O. .
The Fentons could only strap specter-deflectors on to themselves and daughter before dashing off to investigate. Ecto -weapons a blazing. If they only knew that back at the school, Dash Baxter was choking the life out of an Axiom Lab employee as his co workers frantically tried to get the crimson eyed boy off of their boss.
*I am a line break! Beware!**I am a line break! Beware!**I am a line break! Beware!*
In yet another location, Vlad Masters had just cleaned up the mess the wind spirit left in his office. If only he hadn’t paused to peer out the window and sigh in contempt. He might have noticed his guest before he looked down to see a hand sticking out of his stomach coated in ectoplasm tainted blood. Or heard a cheerful voice whisper into his ear.
“Hiya Uncle Vlad.”
Daniel?!
Vlad felt a foot on his back then a forceful shove as the boy removed his hand. He staggered forward transforming out of instinct to stop the bleeding. Now Plasmius, he whirled around to see his wish-list protege licking the blood from his fingers like a kid would the cake batter off a mixing spoon. Eyes matching the fluid dripping down his arm and staining his t-shirt.
“Let’s see if those years of experience are any match for unbridled rage Vaddie-boy.” Other Danny cooed forming a rather impressive ball of ectoplasmic energy in his free hand. “Careful whacha wish for.”
He’s still in human form, how the hell-
The resulting explosion rocked the entire building.
*I am a line break! Beware!**I am a line break! Beware!**I am a line break! Beware!*
“Stop with the riddles and just tell us what you want!” Sam was beyond angry. She couldn’t deal with this. Any of it. One of her best friends was a psychic vampire that had no control over his hunger. She nearly got killed in her science class because of that and now this midget was holding her and several others hostage in a bizarre winter wonderland! There was only so much one goth could take in the span of 3 hours for god sakes!
“I repeat I did not kidnap anybody. Your in Danny’s mind. He’s trapped here just like you all. The boy that smiled at you and took your hand Jazz is what happens when dumb asses challege the way the world is suppose to work. He was only a splinter of your brother, the result of his soul literally being ripped in half.”
“So it wasn’t the real Danny that attacked me.” Jazz looked relieved.
“Totally didn’t say that Red. He is the result of two years of anger, grief, rejection and desperation being shoved down into the depths of his psyche and sparked to life by his ghostly energy. It took him less time to awaken most of his powers but longer to full on snap like Vlad did. That’s probably because he’s battled more powerful ghosts on a regular basis. Anyhoo, your mission is to free the trapped part of his soul before his Other side kills Vlad. He’s driven by the need to remove threats to himself and those he loves. It’s a warped version of his affinity for light--the tendency to seek the good in everything as well as protect the innocent.”
“Knowing who Plasmius, why would we help him? I mean I don’t want Danny to kill anybody but if anyone deserves it it’s that dick.” Tucker admitted. Everybody stared at him. “What? You guys know as well as I do that he is the number one cause of all Danny’s problems. As Fenton and Phantom.”
“He’s Phantom?!” Valerie sputtered. It all suddenly made sense but--her enemy could not be the same boy she briefly dated. No way. “That’s impossible!”
“Oh come on you can’t possibly be that dense girl. That word has no meaning; I don’t know why it exists in any language. There is always a possibility. You don’t have much time. He’s stuck in one of the black mirrors. The one with the butterfly sitting on it. I can’t free him but you can.”
“Why us? You seem pretty powerful on your own.” Jazz ventured. “We’re just ordinary people.”
“I am pretty powerful. But even I have to play by the rules. I can’t directly cause the awakening of another Chaos Mage. I can only interfere when they ask for my help like Vlad did. He is the darkness to Danny’s light. They are meant to keep harmony in this world. Only a Chaos Mage or a Guardian can kill another Mage. If Danny succeeds the balance in this world will be destroyed and a sort of cosmic reset will occur. Same if Vlad kills him. All because a pair of over grown eyeballs decided they could do the Guardian’s job better.
Look I know you’re confused and you have the right to be. Because you all care for him and are ordinary people you have the power in this realm. I can explain it better after you complete your task. Otherwise we are wasting time!” Sylphine yelled. “The only way to shatter the mirror is with the reverse of the emotions it is made of. Move your asses!”
Just like that she was gone leaving the quartet confused but now more aware of the faint twinking point inside that black mist several yards away.
*I am a line break! Beware!**I am a line break! Beware!**I am a line break! Beware!*
“Oh!” Sylphine’s eyes snapped open and she struggled to remain standing. The five of them were still physically in the half completed room.
“Think they’ll ma’e it M’lady?” Chainey helped his mistress stay upright. The stress of occupying an unwilling and unawakened Mage’s mind had weakened her a great deal. The Irishman found himself holding her bridal style as she panted in his arms instead.
“I hope so. Doesn’t much matter to me. Reset or rebalanced I still get to leave this place. But my affinity for light just wouldn’t let me rest until I at least tried to help. Stu...pid...affin...ity. zzzzzz...” Just like that, the bane of so many passed out and slipped into her own dream land.

*I am a line break! Beware!**I am a line break! Beware!**I am a line break! Beware!*
Okay, little more revealed. Sylphine can’t break the rules but she can sure as hell bend ‘em. Danny and Vlad are the Chaos Mages of the DP world? Who saw that coming? The race is on to save the universe.
By they way the sequel to this called “Parallels” will be in the Young Justice section. For a preview and a bit of background read “A Mother’s Love” in the YJ section. Sirensoundwave, out.
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