There is a knock at Mr. Lancer's door and guys with a straight jacket barge in long before Mr. Lancer can make it to the door.

"What is the meaning of this?" Mr. Lancer demands, getting in their way.

"Get out of our way. He is mentally ill," one of the guys say.

"Who is?" Mr Lancer asks, not moving a muscle and it doesn't look like he's about to give in to these guys until he gets answers.

"He is very dangerous," the other guy says.

"Who?"

"Stand down or we will be forced to use violence," the first guy says.

"No one in here is mentally ill!"

"Daniel Fenton is. We have evidence that he beat his father into a coma because he was crazy. He yelled that his dad was going to hurt him when he just offering the boy fudge," the second guy says.

"I never did that!" I exclaim, jumping up.

"Vlad Masters was there. He told us what happened," the first one says. That explains it. Vlad is trying to get me out of the way for one of his plans. I have to get out of here and clean my name. They push Mr. Lancer aside and they slowly make their way over to me, ready to put that dahmed straitjacket on me and give Vlad what he wants. I suddenly feel something grab my shoulders and turn me intangible just as the guy without the straitjacket tries to tackle me. The thing pulls me through the wall as the guy with the straitjacket gets ready to put it on me.

A/n I do not own Danny Phantom. The next chapter will be longer.