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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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This is doing better than I thought. He's finally here, the Fruit Loop. Appropriately, Forsaken is his intro. It is sung by Johnathan Davis (Korn) and David Draiman (Disturbed). Not together though, there are two versions on the Queen of the Damned soundtrack album reissue but John wrote it . Didn't know that? It's okay. I do recommend that you hear either version of it just to get a feel for the atmosphere. Actually, its not a bad idea to do so with all the chapter titles.
Fair warning: This chapter is a little more intense than the other ones. More blood, violence and, well, creepiness.

Chapter 5
You feel them finding, always whining
Take my hand, now be alive
You see I cannot be forsaken Because I’m not the only one
We walk amongst you feeding,raping
Must we hide from everyone?
The room was deathly quiet. Danny and Jazz were on one side of the room glaring daggers at the man in the doorway. Black suit, red bollo, long gray pony tail. The mayor of Amity Park entered and closed the door, leaning against it slightly.
"Why are you here Vlad?" Danny asked with as much malice as he could muster. He didn't sound too threatening though. What with a jacked up face and all..
"Doing damage control after your, shall we say, binge at school. This is the second time in as many months Daniel. Are you trying to expose yourself?" the older hybrid matched their glares.
"What are you talking about Plasmius? Leave." Jazz stood closer to her brother. Masters rolled his eyes.
"Oh please. I don't believe I was speaking to you young lady. I've seen your handiwork little badger. This wing is full of children so thoroughly drained they couldn't even close their eyes before going under. You must have been near enough to oblivion to act out of instinct if you can't even remember what you did." He crossed his arms over his chest.
"It have no idea what you're yammering about ya crazed up fruit loop! Go away!" Danny snapped. "Since when are you interested in helping me -- I mean uh if I had done anything."
"Since your ability to handle this on your own became nonexistent. How long do you think it will be before you make mistake that gets you noticed? This room isn't as private as you two thought. Standing on the other side I heard you both quite well. "
"..."
"You are correct Jasmine, Daniel's age is a factor though I did not expect him have such a voracious appetite so soon. As such I have somethings to discuss with you." Vlad began to walk towards Jazz who was the closer one to him. In an instant Danny was on guard whitish blue rings forming about his waist.
"Fuck off..." this time the venom was very evident. His voice was low and reminiscent of a snake's hiss. Shocking himself, he turned away only to look into the mirror over the sink. The familiar neon green of Phantom's eyes were now tinged red like a film had been placed over them. He let the transformation reverse, concentration broken. Blue eyes blinked in confusion.
By this time the older man had stopped. Jazz, unsure of what was happening still stood her ground. She was ready to fire the wrist ray she wore disguised as a watch.She just wasn't certain who she would have to shoot though. She hoped it would be the older man. He wore that infuriating smirk as he surveyed young boy.
"Notice anything different Daniel? Wasn't you face in pain a moment ago?"
Danny touched what should have been his broken nose. To his horror there was no pain. He leapt off the bed but his legs did not fully comply. In true Fenton style, the boy windmilled his arms in a vain attempt to stay upright. His hands caught the edge of the sink preventing a complete fall and preserving some dignity.
With great difficulty, he pulled himself up to see his reflection. Skin unmarred by scraps and eyes clear of bruises and swelling stared back at him. He looked like he had just woken up from a refreshing nap.
"Remarkable isn't it? You didn't even try to heal yourself. Just imagine what more you could do with actual effort. And guidance." Masters laughed lightly.
"I don't want any help from you! You're a whack job that's been trying to recruit me from day one and kill my dad so you could have my mother for yourself. Which is still gross by the way!" He screamed. That insufferable smirk never wavered. He simply shook his head and walked up behind him.
"Sooner or later you must come to accept things as they are dear boy. Your denial will make it that much more painful for all involved. If Miss Manson's state is anything to go on..." he trailed off.
"What did you do to her?!"
"Nothing." He leaned closer, close enough for Danny to feel the older man's breath ghost over the shell if his ear. He stared into the boy's eyes via reflection on the wall. "I'm not the one who tossed her about like a rag-doll then smiled as she suffocated. Nor did I force those I claim to protect, so called innocents, to go mad and rip each other apart to fuel my existence."
"Sh--shut up."
"She left here without you. Did you know that? All her confidence in you bled away, replaced by fear and revulsion. Young Mr. Foley was doing his best to console her last I saw. Don't you want to be the one to comfort her? How can you when you can't even comfort yourself?"
"Danny don't listen to him! He's just messing with you." Jazz fumed. "Just because he said that doesn't make it true. Leave Masters. This hurts way worse than before you bastard." Her wrist was aimed at him, the mini gun rose out of the face of the watch. Her finger on the trigger. "Don't make me use this."
"Quiet dear were discussing business."
"Eeek! Let m--Mmmph!" she squealed when neon pink energy rings snapped her arms to her chest. When she tried to scream a third materialized around the lower part of her face. As she struggled Jazz fell onto the bed furious. Vlad didn't even turn around and she was wrapped up like a present!
Danny saw everything just behind Masters' reflection. He noticed he himself was emitting a soft pink aura. His body would not obey him, he was frozen in place. He struggled yet was unable to even turn his head. Jazz needed help and he was having a staring contest with his nemesis. The fruit loop wasn't even touching him!
"Think of all the power you have inside you Daniel. All those abilities and no instruction manual. You develop new ones quite often yet only when you have no other recourse and all seems lost. Like the deus ex machina of Greek theater. Or as teens these days would say 'pulling them out of your ass'."
Vlad backed away but the force keeping him still did no lessen. The older man was at the door before he turned and called over his shoulder to the two.
“Just remember children, I can only spin this so much. I’ll be waiting Little Badger. Your oaf of a father has my number I’m sure. Until then.”
The door closed and Danny lost his balance. As he had been trying to force himself away from the sink, he managed to throw himself onto the floor ass first. Jazz popped up off of the bed to help him just as a special report showed on the television.

//I’m here now at the site of the catastrophe. Channel 11 just received word that the mysterious happenings at Casper High are related to the release of a stolen chemical agent. This compound code named RT3, is highly reactive to the human nervous system. Students have experienced bouts of rage which culminated into extreme violence, exhaustion and finally a coma like state. Stay tuned for more details. This is Diane Clark reporting.//
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