Yola my peeps! Okay, I apoligize for not updating sooner. I had an Expressive Writing class and it pretty much sucked up all of my creative energy, so by the time I got to this I was like... Ugh :(. But now it's summer, I've graduated from high school, and I'm free to write almost anytime I please. :) So updates should be closer together, and now we're going to be getting into the story more and therefore longer chapters. Also, no more wimpy Danny, at the end of this chapter, I promise he'll get his old spark back a bit. So kick back, relax, and enjoy the story. Also Multiverse will be mentioned, and if you recall Nicktoon games, they actually happened with the show for my story. I will blend that all together. So later on in the story references might be made to those games or characters.

It's time for the chapter most of you voted on, and without anymore hesitation, I present Freedom and Retched Reunions.

Wait, I don't own DP or any of the characters of which that belong to the big ol Heart Man.

Maddie Fenton sighed as she drove the Fenton Ghost Assault Vehicle into the driveway.

It had been a long day.

After having that talk with Danny that morning she had gone over to Axion Labs where she met up with Damon Grey to discuss the issue of protecting the town better during ghost attacks (and to keep her son safer). After that she drove to town hall to attend the annual meeting about, well just issues. Though she had to admit Tucker was doing a very good job as mayor. After that it was around six o'clock, but she couldn't head home just yet because she had to go grocery shopping. So she was completely swamped when she pulled up to the house.

The quiet was almost welcoming when she stepped inside.

ALMOST.

In fact, it was too quiet.

She froze eyes widening as the invisible hand of worry punched her in the gut.

Something was wrong.

She had just talked to Jazz on the phone; her daughter was at a friend's house and wouldn't be home for another hour or so. That left one other candidate for the fear.

Danny.

Abandoning the grocery items by the door she practically flew up the stairs strait to her son's room.

Stopping abruptly at his door she let out the breath she had been holding.

There he lay, so thin the bed and sheets practically swallowed his body and the tear streaks still evident on his exhausted features as he tossed and turned in his sleep.

Letting out a hefty sigh of relief she made her way to her son's bedside.

He calmed almost instantly as she sat down on the edge of his bed. So suddenly that she thought she had accidentally woke him up.

Seeing that she hadn't though she started to run her hands through his hair. He was such a beautiful child, kind and thoughtful, a bit troublesome at time, but everyone has flaws, even Danny. She felt so blessed to have him. Sure she understood that sometimes the work she did got in the way of showing she cared, but deep down she knew both of their kids knew that if their parent had to choose between their jobs and their children, well, there is no competition. Madeline Fenton and Jack Fenton would choose their children over work every time.

Leaning down she gently planted a kiss on his forehead and started to get up to leave. She was stopped though by a hand grabbing her forearm. She looked down to see two crystal clear orbs staring back at her.

The confusion and anguish she saw in his eyes was enough to make tears of her own form, those eyes were just so innocent and lost. Her child was hurting, nothing was worse than that.

Before she could react he whispered, "Please, don't leave me mommy".

She got back on the bed and pulled her little boy close, and he cuddled into her embrace. Everything else could wait, her baby needed her.

Lookinging down and smiling, she started to sing.

Little, little bird, high up in the tree. What is it that you want to be?

Little, little bird, reaching for the sky. Take a little leap and see how far you'll fly.

Baby, baby boy so lost and lonely, so full of sadness and fear.

Now your momma is at your bedside don't you shed a tear.

I'll protect you forever and ever, don't you mope and cry.

Now that we're together again, you can once again fly high.

Little baby bird, you can now fly high.

She hummed to him long after he had drifted off, and then got into a comfortable position.

Madeline Fenton was not going anywhere for the rest of the night.

Jack Fenton glared at the forsaken green of the portal in front of him, a ghost had hurt his son and gosh darn it he was going to find out whom.

He held up his latest invention, it was green colored and shaped like a pistol.

"And this should do the trick." He said, although his voice was empty of its usual bright lighthearted tone he used while introducing his inventions.

"The Fenton Ghost Incinerator, it can disintegrate any ghost entity it hits. The problem is it can only hit one ghost at a time, but one shot is all I'll need to take down a ghost." He whispered to himself as he began to play with the weapon, regaining some of his childish disposition.

As he was wrapped up in his youthful play of ghost hunter his foot caught on some of the cords, and as he fell on his stomach his finger landed on the trigger firing the weapon, strait into the Ghost Zone.

Looking up from the tiled floor with a sheepish smile, you can hear him whisper "Oops".

Now it may sound crazy but the shot flew through the Ghost Zone without hitting anything, well almost a few minor ghosts, such as Technas and Box Ghost, but they all dodged in time. It flew till it reached the forbidden castle of Pariah Dark. As fate would have it the beam shot strait through the open castle doors, and didn't hit a single rusty relic. Even the booby traps didn't stop it! This may sound insane, but the blast from the gun landed right on the Sarcophagus of Forever Sleep, disintegrating it, and leaving none other than the ghost king standing in all his terrifying glory.

Now this surprised Pariah greatly, he didn't understand what had just happened, but he wasn't one to overlook a marvelous gift. Taking another step he stretched his body as his cold stone like face and one eye skimmed the surrounding area. Finally, he was free to rule once again, and now he had another goal to achieve. Sure, he was going to take over both worlds and more if possible, but he could do that within a day or two. Now he had a son to worry about as well, and that would take time.

He wanted nothing more than to go after the boy, but he was not a stupid. He knew that he had to be patient, had to have a plan, and THEN he could do as he pleased. If he played his cards right the boy would mold like putty in a sculptor's hands

He smiled a terrible smile because had a plan, one that couldn't fail.

Step one: Take over the Ghost Zone and imprison everyone.

Step two: Send a warning to the Human world that he was on his way, therefore causing fear and chaos.

Step three: Take over that pathetic town once again.

Step four: Strip the boy's friends and family from him and give the child an ultimatum. Renounce his life and come and be Pariah's perfect son or have his family tortured and slain in the most tortuous way possible.

Step five: Pretend to slaughter the child's loved ones one at a time until the boy finally gave in.

And finally Step six: Once the boy gives in, take him far, far away and isolate him. The only thing the boy would care for was the love his father would give him, and Pariah would NEVER be alone ever again.

Everything was so perfect it sent gleeful shivers down the nasty man's spine. His existence would finally become what he had always dreamed it to be.

There was only one thing that would make all of this better… but …that would never happen.

Pariah Dark let out a shuttered breath, but then straightened out; this was no time to start thinking about the impossible.

At that exact moment the Fright Knight who had been watching from afar decided to make his entrance.

Sure, he was surprised by the luck of the timing, but if the king was free, it was best to get on the powerful ghost's good side.

"My Liege" the black knight said as he bowed low to the ground pulling out the crown of fire.

The king smiled and quickly snatched up the relic and placed it on his head, sighing as the power rushed through his system. It felt so good to have it back, and because the ring never left his finger, they were both ready for use.

"Come Fright, there is much to be done", Pariah said as he flew off into the Ghost Zone.

Fright Knight gave a smile, his eyes slitting. He had a plan of his own, and he would finally be rid of Chris and the ghost brat forever. Surely the heartless king would slay them both without a second thought.

So the malevolent knight took after his king to begin the destruction of the Ghost Zone.

Vlad Plasmius landed in an ally breathing hard; those GIW just didn't give up. Hissing he held his hand to his punctured side that was oozing blood and ectoplasm, man how he hated running. There was only one option left for him, and as much as it irked him he knew what he needed to do.

He needed Daniel's help.

Vlad was sure the boy would forgive him; after all, Danny was the most forgiving person Vlad had ever met.

After Jack had left him out in space he had begun to think about things, like of how he had treated the family he claimed to have wanted so badly. He had been horrible and wrong, especially to Danny. He had sat out in space, just seeing the boy's face flash before his eyes again and again. It was unbearable!

He really did think about blaming the boy for everything, but to be honest, how could he? It was Jack's stupidity that got him trapped out here, if the buffoon had caught on sooner, he would have never traveled out into space with Vlad. Jack was the one who went back to earth and leaving Vlad to float in space. Danny had nothing to do with that aspect. Vlad could never blame Danny, as the man had said time and time again. Danny really had no idea how much Vlad cared for him.

Vlad had expected to save the world and be announced a hero. He would have been given anything he wanted, including Maddie and Daniel. When he and Jack were up in the spaceship he had only mentioned making Maddie his queen, he only felt it was necessary for the oaf to feel like there was some hope left. That he would only lose his wife, but not his children. Then Vlad would have destroyed Jack by taking the two teens as well. No, he didn't blame Danny for anything, he blamed Jack.

He would beg for the boy's help, and knowing Daniel it would be no problem getting it, he would be welcomed back into society again, and then he would kill Jack, make it look like an accident, and take what was rightfully his.

What a perfect plan for a fruit loop to come up with, and predictable too. No one would ever figure it out.

It's just too bad for him and everyone else fate had a different idea.

Vlad was in Amity Park now, closer to what he desired than he had in a month. He spared a grin and a giddy chuckle, before he heard the sirens in the distance, and took off towards Fenton Works.

On the other side of town was a different person with nearly the same goal, the difference was she didn't want to kill Jack, marry Maddie, and make Danny her son. So okay, nothing about her plan and Vlad's are the same except for the family aspect.

She was tired and weary from her travels, and wanted to find someplace steady. Someplace, like with her big brother Danny. To put it bluntly, she wanted to stay with the Fenton's.

Danielle Phantom had helped Danny and other ghosts save the world, it was wonderful, but she never got a chance to talk with Danny. He revealed his secret and she flew off to explore some more before things could get out of hand. She'd been to Hollywood and seen the fuss the paparazzi put up, and defiantly didn't want to be a part of it.

Now though things had probably calmed down and it would be easier to blend in and adjust.

Her heart skipped with happiness as Fenton Works came into view, but she stopped cold as a familiar, white caped, fang toothed billionaire came into view.

The first thing that popped into her mind was,

OH HELL NO!

"What are you doing here fruit loop?" she screamed, firing off an ecto blast.

"None of your business, you piece of useless ectoplamic scrap!" The angered man hissed as he dodged the attack.

He had not expected something like this to happen. Danny would be harder to convince with his clone around. He wanted to wring her neck on the spot, but the man knew that if Danny would either be watching, or find the body, he would never have a chance of gaining the boy's trust. That just wouldn't do.

Keeping his seething under control, Vlad stared evenly at the girl.

Inside the brick walls of Fenton works Danny Fenton stirred. His ghost sense had gone off, and there was yelling going on. Opening his eye's he noticed pressure around his shoulders, and he looked up to see his mother's sleeping face.

That did it for Danny, no more wimpy, depressed, and angry teenager. Danny was going to roll with the punches from now on. So what if his original father might be the most evil man in the multiverse, he was locked away nice and tight. There was no chance of that mad man ever getting out. Everything happens for a reason, and it was time to stop being such a crybaby about it.

Giving his mom a kiss, Danny gently fazed out of her arms, and made sure she was tucked in.

Changing forms, and taking in a deep breath, he flew out of the house, and nearly fell out of the sky at what he saw.

Good thing he had made that revelation, or he'd have been a mess by that point.

There in front of him floated Danielle and Plasmius, glaring at each other with raw hatred.

Danny sighed and spoke up, "Why are you here"?

Both jumped and turned towards the white haired boy, and Danny just glared back.

"I'm waiting."

Lillian nightshade looked around the surrounding area. Ever since she had come to the ghost zone, she'd been a big help in the revitalization process. As they say, you can always start over.

She had been poor when she was alive, but she did recall happiness and a child: her son.

It always ripped her heart to think of what happened to him. He became the most ruthless ghost in existence, and couldn't remember his own mothers face.

She had become powerful, an ancient in retrospect. Her power was known throughout the ghost zone. After all, death was a very common thing.

No, she's not the grim reaper. She was a director; she showed ghosts where they go, and what they were supposed to do. She helped new ghosts settle in, and ghosts that were born as babies be welcomed and taken care of.

She also had power to boot. She could end a ghost's existence with the snap of a finger, she just chose to never do it. She was very good friends with Clockwork, and had met her grandson many times. She was so proud of the boy, and she knew the prophecy by heart. She knew her roll in what was to happen, as well as everyone else's. She was ready when fate was.

Sam paced around her room talking with Tucker on her cell phone.

"I just don't know what's wrong with him Tuck; he's just acting so weird," Sam ranted on and on as she worried over her boyfriends safety. "You saw him walk off with that ghost; even Jazz thinks that's not normal.

"Hey, relax Sam, Danny has a lot of pressure on him right now just cut him some slack, okay." Tucker reasoned as he signed papers for the city.

Suddenly both cell phones beeped welcoming the other call both teens answered, "Hello".

Jazz's panicked voice came from the phone.

"Sam, Tucker, I was on my way home from Rachel's, and was walking down the street, when I saw Vlad hovering in an alley way."

You need to get over here as fast as you can, because he's back, and Danny is outside confronting him and another ghost.

Sam shoved her phone into her pocket and was out of her house, ghost gear ready, before Jazz even finished her sentence.

Hi again! Okay so how was it? Be constructive with your criticism please. And also, I will not accept threats. If you have an idea, or desire, you tell me in a way that is civil. If you do send a threat, I will disreguard everything you asked, and may also block you.NO THREATS.

Okay, now on a less serious note, I have a joke. HORRAY :D

What sport does a mouse with a blackbelt participate in?

KaRATe! HAHA, So aweful. Can you beleive I came up with that out of the back of my head!:)

Well so long till next time.

Keep chillin, GollaG