I woke up with my head pounding on the Fenton's couch. Mrs. Fenton was watching me with a concerned stare and stood when she noticed I was awake. "How are you feeling, Simon?" She asked quietly.

In the back of my head I remembered what had transpired. "Ah, well. Not good." I told her, not meeting her eyes. "I'm sorry. I accidentally made the video play." I told her. She nodded. "Jack accidentally threw you into the console, but it's fine. I'm glad we saw it. It shows that he's still alive somewhere." She mumbled.

Yeah. Right the fuck here.

"Yeah, right." I said, sitting up, pressing a hand against my bandaged head. "I wrapped your head. She had thrown you against the wall."

I gulped. Lilith. "Right, I forgot." I told her. Mrs. Fenton patted my shoulder and went into the kitchen where I noticed Sam and Tucker sitting. I blinked at them, gulping down my nausea of knowing exactly who I was but not being able to remember anything.

I got up and looked around the living room, at myself on their walls. The only thing was is that this didn't feel like my family. I knew it was, but it still felt like I was detached from this life. I looked to the stairs and walked up them quickly, hoping that the people in the kitchen would assume I needed some time by myself.

I walked into the room that was labeled as "Danny's Room, KEEP OUT." They hadn't taken down the sign, and I gently opened the door and walked in. It was familiar, the icing on the cake of no memories. The space posters and Humpty Dumpty posters were all in my head as things I liked. The computer was still open, and textbooks still littered the desk. The bed wasn't made, and old clothes still sat on the floor.

I looked out the window to the pavement below, a large crack in the asphalt. As if someone was thrown from the sky into the pavement. My back ached with a remembrance of pain and with one look to the door behind me, I sat down at the computer. It was still logged on somehow, maybe they got on it once in a while? One file hit my irises as not like the others. DP CONFIDENTIAL.

I clicked on it, noting the Danny Phantom logo and files on every single ghost.

"What the hell are you doing, Simon?" Sam's angry voice said, and I clicked out of the folder window and looked to her with wide eyes. "I was just curious."

"This is his space. HIS! You have no right to go through anything of his." She snapped at me, making me get up. I repressed the urge to say what I had found out from Lilith before I had been thrown against the wall, settling on raising my hands to calm her down.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to know more about him, having discovered something pretty major today."

She shook her head, pushing me with her bare hands backwards. "You have no right to be here Simon. In this house, in this room, in our lives. You are a fucking beacon of trouble and everything was fine until you showed up." She hissed.

I stared at her in shock. "Your face, your hair, your eyes. They are all fucking stupid reminders that we are friends with you to replace him. You are nothing to us, Simon." She continued, closing Danny—my laptop in a huff.

"You know what Sam?" I said, stopping her mid rant. "You want me gone so fucking bad? Fine. I don't give a shit anymore." I said, hurt and anger lacing my tone as I ran out of my old self's bedroom and out the door, ripping the bandage off my head, barely noting that the wound was already healed.

I ran down the road, ignoring every single person who looked my way. I passed Tucker's house, feeling like that wasn't my home either. My phone was going off in my pocket as I pulled it out near the old walking bridge that went over one of Amity's bigger rivers.

Tucker [rec] hey man, where'd you head off to? I heard you and Sam yelling…

Tucker [rec] she told me what she said, and you know that's not true, right? It's been a rough day for us with the blood and the video.

Tucker [rec] you aren't a replacement Danny, Simon.

Tears burned my eyes as I pulled at my hair. I wasn't Danny, I wasn't Simon, I wasn't anybody. I was just some fucking kid who-

"Who means nothing to anyone, right?" Lilith's voice appeared behind me. I could get a good look at her as I turned around. Her long black hair fell in thick curls, and her yellow eyes stood out against her pale skin. Her lips were painted black, matching the fitted dress that stopped just below her knees, with a slit exposing one of her pale thighs. She was barefoot, but shadows seemed to cling around her.

I gulped, nodding. She nodded with me. "That's right, honey."

"Why'd you do this to me…to them?" I asked. She shrugged. "I didn't want to. I wanted to keep you around so you could see what your town would become…but I had orders and to incapacitate you was one of them. No hard feelings."

"Can you tell me who I am?" I asked. She stalked forward, the shadows following her as she placed her arms around my neck, pulling herself closer to me. I gulped around the sudden fear in my chest. "Who do you want to be?" She whispered.

I shrugged. "Anyone."

"Why don't you be someone with me? I can help you understand who you are now. Who you can be?" She said, placing one hand on my cheek. I gulped under the touch. "I can show you what you are." She said, getting closer. I stopped myself from pulling away as she pressed her lips against my own, memories of the sky and flying hitting my brain. I gasped against her lips as she grabbed my arms and flung us into the air, her pulling away and holding me at arm's length.

"Wha…?" I gasped, looking up at the night sky. "You're different, Simon. So different, and so much more than the people who want to hurt you. You mean nothing to them, honey." She whispered, suddenly letting me go. I braced myself to go splat against the concrete, but I stayed floating, Lilith looking at me with a huge grin.

To my surprise, she didn't have pointed teeth. She gestured to herself. Under instinct, I flew closer, wobbling only slightly. I looked down below us and laughed.

"This is what you are." She said. "Someone who can fly." She smirked, darting away and beckoning me to follow her. I kicked after her, flying almost as fast as her. I could feel my muscles wanting to go faster, so I did, laughing as I shot past her. I could see the flickering light against my waist when I was caught by Lilith as the light dissipated. I could feel her melding shadows to my form and kissing me one more time, this time I responded to her. She flew us toward the glass of the window, and I looked at myself.

I was wearing black jeans and a black t-shirt, my eyes (both of them) glowed a bright yellow and my hair was white that faded to black near the end of my bangs. I blinked at myself, noticing I could see out of my left eye. I looked to her. She shrugged. "Only in this form you can see out of that eye, and only if you help me."

I looked back at myself, noticing how confident I was. "Is this who I am?" I asked, flying closer to the ghost teenager. She nodded, grabbing my hand. "You've always been mine."

"So am I Danny Fenton?"

"Maybe you used to be, maybe not, but this is who you are." She whispered to me, flying behind me and latching her arms around me. I grabbed her hands. "You've always fought by myside and together we destroyed that Phantom."

"Danny Phantom?" I asked.

"Yes. We destroyed him together. You and me. He fought valiantly, but in the end, he took you from me. I am so happy to have found you, Simon." She said, turning me around to kiss me.

It made sense. I felt some connection to her I couldn't understand, and I allowed her to press me against the cool glass of the building behind us, the completely set on the horizon.

"Help me, Simon." She whispered against my lips.

I nodded. "Of course." I told her, grabbing her face and connecting our lips once more, completely oblivious to the Red Huntress watching us curiously.

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Valerie's POV

I flew as fast as I could back to the Fenton's appalled at what I saw. Lilith had an accomplice. Someone we could use against her. I grinned to myself as I landed in their living room, Tucker still trying to get ahold of Simon, Sam looking guilty on the loveseat.

"Lilith has someone working with her." I told them, Mr. and Mrs. Fenton looking up at us. Tucker sighed. "We knew that."

"No, not the one she's working for. She has someone working with her for that person. Some ghost teen." I told them. "White and black hair, yellow eyes. Works with the shadows too." I told them. Sam stood.

"What does that mean for us?" She asked. "It means we need to keep an eye on Mr. Henley." Mrs. Fenton replied.

"There's another thing." I told them. They looked at me expectantly. "They apparently fought Phantom together..., and Phantom had hurt the other ghost enough that Lilith lost track of him."

Sam and tucker looked at each other. "So…they killed Phantom?" Sam whispered, and I nodded. "They killed Phantom."

"Why didn't we see the accomplice in the video?" Mr. Fenton asked. I shrugged. "Maybe Phantom had already faded when they decided to get rid of Danny." I told them. They nodded. "They took our Danny to punish us for something Phantom did." Mrs. Fenton mumbled.

Sam and Tucker looked at each other, pressing their lips together. "Anything you want to share, guys?" I asked, always wondering why they kept their secrets from me. "No, darling." Tucker sighed. "Nothing." Sam also said. "We need to find Simon and apologize." Tucker said, giving a hard stare at Sam.

"I'm sorry. I just exploded. He was in Danny's room and for a second…" She trailed off. "When I first walked in, it looked so much like Danny sitting in his desk chair." She sighed.

There was a knock on the front door and I immediately shed my ghost hunting attire as Mrs. Fenton went to get it. Simon stood on the door step. "I wanted to apologize." He murmured, not meeting our gazes. "It's fine, Simon. It's been a weird day." He nodded and walked in, looking at Sam and Tucker.

He took a deep breath. "I know it's been a weird day for you, Sam. And you didn't mean what you said. I don't expect you to replace Danny with me." He said.

Sam smiled and ran over to hug him. "I'm so sorry, Simon. I didn't mean a word."

He seemed lost for a second, as he hadn't actually believed that she hadn't meant it. "Wait you didn't?" He asked. She pulled away, giving him a look. "No…" She trailed off. "You mean a lot to us Simon. You are our friend, not a replacement." Tucker smiled. "My roommate now!" He laughed.

Simon looked away with a confused expression. "I'll be completely loyal to you, you guys. No matter what." He decided and I felt a cold rush from the door and the streetlight exploding behind Simon. He jumped and turned his face pale.

"What the hell?" Sam asked. He shrugged. "I'm sure it's nothing." He mumbled, and for what seemed like a second…

It looked like his eyes turned yellow.

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