I don't own Danny Phantom. Alright, I know how I want this to be near the end but from this point to there I have almost no idea what I want to happen so it might take a while. Sorry in andvace. I do hope to have somthing at some point though.

Anomaly

Chapter 11

"So where do you live anyway." Danny said as he walked slowly in front of Sam. The streetlights began to flicker on as dusk settled in around them. "Actually…I don't think you've ever mentioned anything about your house or your parents…other than that they want you to be more lady like, and wear pink dresses…" The young boy shivered slightly as he pictured Sam in anything but black and purple.

"It's Just on the other side of town…" The young Goth said trying to keep the apprehension out of her voice, as she shifted her backpack from one shoulder to the other. Somehow, before they made it near her house she was going to have to lose him. Or at least get him to go home. "And trust me you don't want to meet my parents. I think my mom might corner you, and put you through her special interrogation." Sam said this as menacingly as possible hoping he would take the hint.

"They can't be all that terrible." Danny said scratching the back of his head. "I mean, you're not that bad." He said as he turned to give her a goofy grin. Sam had to look away from him; it was hard to focus now that she understood how he felt. The young girl noticed a slight warmth rise in her cheeks. Was this how he felt the whole time he was around her. If it was, he had an iron will. She had just let her stony composure crack for a few moments earlier, and now she found it almost impossible to look directly at him. It also made her feel somewhat sick to her stomach, to know that he was having this effect on her.

Sam had a crush once…when she was 8. The boy had seemed disinterested at first. Then she had introduced herself, and he had promptly pushed her into the dirt. That had been the last time she had felt anything remotely like what she was feeling now. Since then the young Goth had kept most of her feelings bottled inside.

"Ha…you only say that because you've never met them." Sam said, pooling her willpower. "Trust me, were nothing alike." She said looking directly at him. It had made her heart beat a little faster but she had managed to gain some semblance of control over her emotions. Now all she had to do was get him to leave. However she was saved the trouble when Danny's PDA suddenly started playing a little ditty. He pulled it from his pocket and turned slightly away from her as he scanned the screen. The young boy then suddenly turned around and shoved the PDA at the girl standing next to him.

"Could you get that for me." Danny said as he took off in the direction of his house. "There's something I have to do real quick" He yelled as he turned the corner. Sam almost breathed a sigh of relief, but something seemed off. She looked down at the personal assistant in her hand. It still flashed, saying that tucker was calling. She thought about answering but decided she had heard enough from the bespectacled boy today, so she shoved the device unceremoniously into her backpack. The girl then turned to head toward her house.

She was about three blocks away from her house, when the feeling that something was off started to nag at her more strongly. Sam liked to think that her instincts were usually spot on when it came to trouble. The young girl stopped and pulled the Specter Deflector from her fluffy spider shaped backpack, and slipped it around her waist. As she got underway once more, Sam felt a chill down her spine.

The streetlights nearby began to flicker on and off rhythmically, with her every footfall. The young girl began to pick up her pace as the lights began to sputter more violently. Sam suddenly belived that worrying about how Danny felt was the least of her worries.

The Goth slowed down as she approached the next crosswalk in her path, its indicator telling her to stop. As she waited for the light to change she began to fidget nervously. Finally she was informed that she could proceed as the light changed to the little walking man, however she never had so much as a chance to step out into the street.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHH" Something…rather someone landed in the middle of the street with enough force to crack the pavement. Sam shrieked and jumped about a foot in the air. As the dust from the impact settled she could see Danny Phantom trying to crawl his way out of the small crater. He looked, almost none the worse for wear. "Ouch." He said dryly as he made his way unsteadily to his feet he took stock of his surroundings. Sam was about to call out to him when something appeared on the street in front of the young boy. It was a ten foot tall…robot, with Dracula inside. The young girl would have laughed if it hadn't looked so menacing.

"So Daniel, how do you like the new and improved Ecto-skeleton, hmm? It took me nearly a year to reassemble it after you and your sister destroyed the original." The vampiric looking ghost said from inside the metal construct. "Now, however I have the upper hand." He said as he brought the robots hand up to point at the boy. A Beam larger than any Sam had ever seen shot from the machines palm and hammered into Danny, consuming his entire body in light. As the young girl beheld the scene she suddenly remembered that Danny had used all his energy earlier that day. This wasn't going to end well.

The stream of light began to fade and Sam tried to locate her friend amongst the destruction it had wrought. Where the young boy had once stood there was scar in the pavement about five feet wide which ran the entire length of the street. The young hero was nowhere to be seen. The decidedly evil ghost inside the robot began to toggle the controls of his ride, as he scanned his surroundings. His eyes fell briefly on Sam; however he didn't seem interested in her in the least. The giant machine slowly began to move down the street as its sensors blinked.

"Now, now my boy, hiding will do you no good. This Ecto-skeleton has the most advanced ghost sensing equipment in the world. There's no way you can escape me." The villainous ghost said it in an almost playful manner.

"SENSE THIS!!" Sam let out a cheer as Danny burst forth from the ground directly underneath the hulking piece of machinery. He shot two blinding rays of energy from his palms directly into the robots undercarriage. However instead of the satisfying sight of the menacing ghost being sent flying away, it just stood and took the blast head on. The young girl winced a little, as she saw the machine grab the young boy in one hand, like a child holding a doll. Sam began to rummage through her backpack, maybe she could help…even if it was only a little.

As she tried to pull the ghost hunting equipment from within her pack something behind her made a noise. She grasped the first thing her hand touched and brandished it at whatever was behind her. When she opened her eyes she was completely surprised to see Danny floating in front of her. Sam's head quickly turned from the battle taking place down the street to the person…ghost…in front of her. Now completely dumbfounded she looked at what she had grabbed out of her backpack, it was a ruler.

"You need to get out of here now!" The other Danny said, as he approached her. The young girl placed the ruler back as she studied the…doppelganger of her friend. He looked horrible, at least twice as bad as the hero fighting the infernal machine. "Come with me!" he said grabbing her wrist. Sam tried to pull away, but it was too late. Not seconds after his hand clamped down an intense electrical shock surged through the ghostly hero. He let out a pained scream as he suddenly ceased to exist. Sam blinked at the space in front of her….she had killed the dopple-Danny. Before she had a chance to feel bad there was another scream from down the street. Sam whipped around to see the original Danny contorting in the air, as a giant metal fist closed around his head. The young Goth cringed as he was flung through a nearby building.

"Give it up Daniel, after your fight with the Fright Night, which I went to great lengths to arrange, you're no match for me. Just come quietly and you won't have to suffer." The Ghost said it as though he was trying to do Danny a favor. As the construct made its way into the hole it had created using the Ghostly hero, Sam dumped the contents of her backpack onto the sidewalk. She then knelt down and began sifting through its contents. As she rummaged around she heard the robot emerge from the building once more. It was holding Danny by one of his legs, the young boy hung limply in its grasp. Without losing a beat Sam dove back into her work. It took only seconds to find her thermos, and the Mini-Fenton portable portal.

She stood up and shoved the pistol shaped device into waistband of her skirt. She looked back to see the ghost in the Ecto-Skeleton smashing Danny into nearby buildings, light posts, and cars. It was horrific; Sam was transfixed as she made her way closer to the battle ground. With one last earth shattering blow the young boy was deposited firmly into the cement sidewalk. The young girl's eyes widened with terror as she beheld her friend. His arms looked broken, as did the leg the machine had been holding. His black jumpsuit was littered with tears and something green, which looked strangely like blood. The thing that made her own blood curdle was his neck, it was…twisted around.

"What's the matter…no insults, no witty banter, nothing funny to say." The infernal machine towered over his broken form. It was about to reach down and pick him up once more when Danny's head slowly spun around with a sickening crack; he coughed lightly as he let out a small chuckle.

"That suit…makes you…look fat." Danny said, refusing to let the other ghost have any satisfaction. The vampiric features of the evil spirit contorted in rage, as the robots fist descended upon the broken hero. However the hand stopped inches away from Danny's head as a brilliant blue light encompassed the ecto-skeleton. Sam gulped audibly as the ghost inside turned its attention to her. The young girl kept the thermos trained on him, though it didn't seem to be having the effect she desired.

"And who might you be my dear." The evil ghost said inquisitively, as Danny tried futilely to draw his attention once more. The blue torrent of light continued to try and pull both robot and driver inside futilely. "I assume your acquaintances with the Fenton's. Well you're out of luck with this suit I am incapable of being captured in your ridiculous thermos." The ghost said both with scorn and confidence. "So why don't you run along and I'll forget about your little transgression." The malevolent spirit then turned his attention to Danny once more. It was then that an idea suddenly struck the young girl. She quickly aimed the Blinding light of the thermos from one target to another, as Danny was suddenly and violently pulled inside. The ghost in the machine roared in anger as he once more focused his attention on the young Goth. He was glaring…something far worse than daggers at her. "GIVE ME THAT." He yelled as he started making his way over to her.

Sam stood her ground despite an overwhelming need to faint. The hulking mechanical device came to a stop about a meter away from the comparatively small young girl. It took every last ounce of her willpower not to waiver, as fear gripped her heart. The driver of the machine looked down at her with distain.

"Hand that over…and I promise not to destroy you." He said sounded less than persuasive. Sam held onto the thermos as though her life depended on it. There was no way she would ever let this…thing have Danny.

"And if I don't…" the young girl asked barely above a whisper.

"Then I won't be responsible for my actions." He said, as he reached out one of the metal hands under his control and grasped her surprisingly gently. "Now I…GYYAAAAAAA" the charge that was emitted from the girl seemed to be amplified by the strange Ecto-skeleton that the ghost was piloting. The hand holding her let go instantly but the ghost inside continued to scream. Sam hadn't expected the Specter deflector to work on the ghost through his protective suit. The young girl was about to try running when the Vampiric specter left his protective casing, which apparently alleviated his discomfort. His eyes spat murder at the girl in front of him. "GIVE ME THAT NOW!!!" He shrieked in pain and rage, as he dove at her.

In the split second that it took him to cross the distance to her, she threw the thermos in the air and whispered a small apology to its occupant. The ghost's eyes went wide as it tried to position itself to catch the container. As it backed away moving slightly from side to side, Sam produced the last of her Ghost hunting paraphernalia. Before the containment device reached the top of its arc she quickly took aim and fired.

The tiny green projectile emitted by the equally small pistol shaped object struck its target directly in the chest. He barely had time to react as a small rift formed where it made contact, and the ghost was pulled inside. The sight was slightly disturbing, as the hole was so small and its victim so large. As the last of the malevolent spirit and the small portal disappeared from sight, Sam fell to her knees breathing heavily. She had never been so scared in her life… if it weren't for the fact that….DANNY!!

She looked up to see the thermos land with a clank. Her heart stopped for a moment. Sam wasn't sure if he could feel anything...and she hoped he couldn't. He had looked completely broken. A new form of fear took hold of her, as she scrambled across the shattered pavement to where the container came to rest disregarding the scrapes her legs were receiving. She fumbled slightly with the thermos as she tried to take its lid off. Tears began to form in her eyes as she clawed at the lid in a panic. Her face brightened somewhat when the cap popped off and fell to the ground. However it darkened once again when nothing happened. She hated the feeling of helplessness that began to envelop her. She held the device upside down and began to shake it, as the tears that had been forming finally began to run down her face.

She pressed the small red button jazz had motioned to when she had told Sam that the Fright Knight had been sent back into the ghost zone. As her finger held the button down as hard as it possibly could, some red letters appeared upon the side of the thermos, along with a small electronic klaxon. Sam wanted to hurl the container across the street as she beheld the words that were displayed. However instead of doing so she clutched the Thermos to her chest as she tried to stand. The young girl blearily tried to find the direction she was looking for through her tears. When she saw the street signs she was looking for she began to stumble in the direction of the Fenton's house, holding the container as tightly as she could.

The small red letters continued to mock her: GENETIC LOCK ENABLED.