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~CWA

Title: Ghostly Murder

Summary: With his family dead, Danny leaves with Sam and Tucker. They try to start a new life, until the murderer after them gets Tucker and Sam too, but a Marine witnessed the murder, and soon he was dead too. That was a big mistake. Now, NCIS is on the case, trying to uncover what happened, trying to uncover the previous murders, and most of trying to find out the mystery that is their suspect: Danny.

Genre: Mystery/Adventure

Rating: T for lots of murder…sorry?

Disclaimer: I do not own nor claim Danny Phantom. I do not own nor claim NCIS.

Notes: DP timeline- after D-stabilized before Phantom Planet. NCIS- Oh gosh, I haven't seen the recent shows, so I am not sure. I know that Leon is the director (if I spelt his name right?) but if things get out of order and stuff, I apologize.

Prologue:

Danny:

I have to admit. This past week, has been the best week ever. First, I saw Danielle. That was a nice visit, even if she decided to not stay here. Second, my parents let up my curfew since it was summer (I now have to be home by midnight, fair enough…yet, I still miss the curfew…opps…). Thirdly, the best thing, Sam was my girlfriend. Tucker finally got me to ask her out, and I did. I was surprised she said yes. After only three days of going out (but it feels much longer since we've been friends for like, what, ten years?), I think I love her. I actually think I've loved her longer than that, but didn't admit it…. Lastly, today was my birthday. I was turning fifteen. I was excited. Tucker and Sam were throwing me a surprise party (they didn't know that I knew of course).

The part that worried me? My parents. If there was going to be a surprise party, what about my parents? I shook my head, nah it'll be okay. I shouldn't be worried if they did something weird…okay…they're weird anyways, but…nevermind.

I felt pretty good though.

"Hey Danny."

I turned around and smiled, even if it was a bit lope-sided.
"Hey Sam," I said as I kissed her.

Sam kissed me back and then walked by my side.
"So, birthday boy, anything planned?"

I looked at her through the corner of my eye, my hand around her waist.

"Maybe…maybe not…"

Sam laughed. We finally reached my house. Still laughing, I opened the door. I was a bit taken back when nothing happened. Sam came in laughing, then stopped. She looked a bit mad and confused.
"Sam…something's wrong…"

"I know…"

We could both feel it. Something was…off...it wasn't right. The house was quiet.

"Maybe you should check the lab…"

Something in her eyes told me that was wear they planned the surprise party, so maybe that's what was wrong? They didn't hear us come in…yeah that's gotta be it. I still couldn't shake this feeling that something was wrong. I was almost to the lab when I heard a scream.

"DANNY!"

It wasn't Sam, it was coming from the lab. I didn't waste any time to transform into Phantom and fly down into the lab. I know that Sam was running trying to get there too.

I froze what I saw. I didn't register anything, expect the bodies, and the words. I saw Mom, Dad, and…Jazz…Each of them…torn…bloody…dead….I choked on a sob. The bodies' eyes were open in horror, and blood was splattered all over my parents' lab and their jumpsuits. Their hair and faces were soaked with the blood. There was...there were words on the wall…written in blood…

'Run, Run, as fast as you can, you can't catch me….now run, Phantom, run! But as soon as you catch me…I'll kill you too…'

Sam came running in, and stopped.

"Oh no…Danny…"

Sam came up and hugged me from behind. I didn't even think about how it's supposed to be the opposite- the guy comforting the girl. I fell to the floor on my knees and Sam hugged me tightly. I transformed back into Fenton. Tears were going down her face, as well as mine.

Wait…I looked up at Sam.

"Sam…it's…it's fresh…we both heard Jazz's scream…Sam…whoever did this…they may still be here…Go!"

She looked torn, and suddenly, my sorrow was replaced by determination to find the killer.

"Sam, we don't have time! Please! I…I need to keep you safe…"

I kissed her forehead and helped her up. She looked at me with determination.
"Danny, I can't let you do this alone…."

"Haha!"

Both of us turned, looking for who made that…creepy, killer, psychotic laugh. I saw a figure start to emerge from the shadows. I put Sam behind me protectively. My tear filled eyes widened.

"Vlad?!"

I heard Sam gasp. Vlad came from the shadows. His eyes were emotionless and blank, but hard and killing. He was in his human form, but his suit and hair had blood everywhere…my family's blood…My eyes hardened. Vlad smirked.

"I got tired of waiting, Daniel…And I will kill them all…If I finally realized that you would never become my apprentice, never become my son and….I don't care about that anymore Daniel…not anymore…I will kill all the ones you love…including that Tucker fellow and your girlfriend…then I will kill you…."

My anger flared.

"Danny, no!"

I charged for Vlad, and I knew my eyes were flashing red because Vlad seemed taken back. I couldn't stop though. I hit him with my fist. Vlad just chuckled. Sam held me back though. She gave me this look.

"Danny, get us out of here, now."

I wanted to wipe that smirk off of Vlad's face, but I heard the fear in Sam's voice. I turned invisible and intangible and flew us out of the house. All the way to Tucker's. I needed to know he was safe too, even if I was still angry. I think my sorrow and grief were overflowing the anger.

I heard Sam sigh in relief when we reached Tucker's room.

"Hey, what's going on isn't the party in like, what, ten minutes?"

"There is no party, Tuck," Sam muttered…

And with that, we explained everything to him. At the end, he was the most serious I've ever seen him. He gave me a hug.

"I'm sorry, man. Don't worry, though. As long as we stick together, we can get through everything, right? After all," he looked at me amused, "are you or are you not the most kickass superhero there is?"

I chuckled.
"Thanks, Tuck. I needed that."

"Anytime, man."
Sam and I had our arms around each other for comfort.

"I have an idea," Sam said, "we all should leave…"

I looked at her shocked.

"What? I cant do that! It might, I don't know, put your families in danger! I-"

"I know! But listen Danny! You can't fight Vlad, not like this! You need some time to…mourn…all of us do…I might be able to convince my parents for a…vacation…and take Tucker with me. No one knows your parents are dead, yet, and therefore I could get you to come too."
"Vacation?"
Sam rolled her eyes.

"Not a real vacation."

Tucker pouted slightly, but she continued.

"Look, in a way, we're basically running away. Telling my parents that we are going to one place, really go to another, and so forth and so forth. This way we're all together and Vlad can't get us. All of us, me, you and Danny can just…restart…"

I looked at my girlfriend in shock. She shifted.

"What?"

"That is the most fantastic idea you've ever had."

I had to admit, there were holes in her plans, but it could work. Besides, she was right. I needed to mourn, we all did. Sure, the sorrow hurts, but right now, I'm numb.

It took two hours for Sam to convince her parents. It only worked because Sam's grandma said if they didn't let her, her best friend (Tucker), and her boyfriend (me) take a vacation away from the crazy ghost town she would take us herself and take Sam's parents out of the will. It worked.

Now, we had to pack. I stood for ten minutes just in the living room. The smell of the bodies were still here in the house, and I had closed my eyes tightly. This was too much…even on my birthday, of all days…this had to happen…it couldn't be real…Sam squeezed my shoulder and that reminded me that this was reality, whether I liked it or not.

Finally, after about another twenty minutes, I got packed. Tucker volunteered to get the things from the lab we may need- I hated to make him go down there, but I…couldn't.

In the end, we ended up with a lot of bags. Some filled clothes, some with other necessities, and some with equipment.

"What about the town," I muttered.
"The town will be fine, Danny," Sam said encouragingly, "I mean, what ghosts will come here with Vlad like that?"

I smiled faintly.
"I guess you're right."

I was happy that Sam had a private jet. We told Sam's parents that we were going to Hawaii, but that was the farthest place from our real destination: Washington D.C.