A new lease on life

New lease on life

A Danny Phantom fan fic by Wega the blue sun

No copyright infringement is intended, the DP characters don't belong to me and I'm not making any money off them. Only the OC's in the story and the fic itself belong to me, but I'm still not making any money.

Vlad goes to desperate lengths to attain his hearts desire. Story contains mature situations, adult themes, crude language and nudity. This chapter contains ALL OF THE BEFORE MENTIONED! Enjoy and review!

Ch. 12

Vlad kicked the small table on which the answering machine stood, but his anger didn't abate much. Of all the rotten luck he'd missed Maddie's phone call! But maybe this wasn't such a bad thing after all, Vlad thought while he took a seat on the couch. It saved him from having to lie to her. If Maddie were to find out about Olaf's death she might even cut her vacation short, and that would ruin the big surprise he planned for her return, Vlad mused while he worked the bulky TV remote. The shows were just as awful as he remembered them and with a sigh he turned the television off.

"Might as well get some sleep" he mumbled walking up the stairs leading to the bedrooms. As long as the contractors and the lawyer were on the job he could afford to waste a few precious hours on sleeping, Vlad thought as he went into the bathroom and turned on the hot water. The mirrored door of the shower stall began to fog over and Vlad hastily shut off the faucet. He stepped closer to the mirror to examine his reflection. To his horror he discovered a new crop of ecto pimples had sprung up.

The halfa pursed his lips in disgust. "Not again! Oh well, let's take care of it" he said while he released the spirit of the overshadowed younger self until he sensed that the boy was aware of his environment. "Watch and learn!' Vlad said as he focused on the glowing spots. A moment later a stream of glowing matter erupted from the irritated skin. "Gross!" the voice of the alter ego moaned. The green substance collected into a small ball as it floated in the air and Vlad reached up to touch the tiny glob. "It's nothing but ectoplasm trapped in the outer layers of the skin" Vlad said while the green liquid soaked into his fingertip. "By now you should have figured that out. Tell me, what have you used up until now to control this unsightly condition? Too bad there is no such thing like Ecto-Clearasil..." he grinned..

"Go to hell, asshole!" the younger Vlad snapped viciously. "What a nasty mouth you have! But at least your complexion looks decent now!" the halfa smirked. "Oh, wait. It's really my complexion now, isn't it? This body sharing is still a bit confusing, wouldn't you agree?" "You really are a sadistic bastard!", the voice of the alter ego shook with impotent fury. "So you keep telling me!" the halfa laughed while he undressed. "Now, let's have a look at what's under those clothes. I've been dying to find out what you've done with yourself!"

"What? Stop that!" the alter ego squealed in alarm. The young man in the mirror looked exactly like Vlad remembered himself at that age. Lean to the point of gauntness, the body had still much of the lanky teenager about it. It would be some time before this boy filled out properly, Vlad thought as he ran his hands over the skinny arms and narrow chest. The good bone structure was there, but the muscle tone was insufficient and even the body hair was limited to a fine sprinkling of white from the upper chest to the groin.

"Stop looking at me that way, you freak!" the voice of the overshadowed self snapped. Vlad was amused to see the testicles retreat slightly under his searching fingers, while the sensitive skin pebbled up in response. "Don't flatter yourself, your meager charms don't interest me" the halfa replied while he continued the examination. In his own reality Vlad had dedicated himself to a vigorous routine of physical exercise in an effort to build his physique as well as harness the burgeoning ghost powers which manifested soon after the accident, but this body had a long way to go before it would resemble the finely chiseled appearance of his former self. Still, this was good raw material, Vlad thought. There was potential here, and exercise as well as decent clothes would help to speed up the transformation from gawky nerd to sophisticated young man.

"Youth is wasted on the young!" Vlad quoted while he studied the man in the mirror closely. The now clearskinned face looked too innocent and immature without a beard and he was relieved to see thick white stubble appearing on the hollow cheeks and pointy chin. By the time of Maddie's arrival he'd resemble his previous self at least in that regard. The hair style was a different matter, and Vlad critically ran his fingers through the uneven lengths of thick white hair. A few strands were too short to be pulled back into a pony tail, and they escaped his hands to spike up over the high forehead.

"Needs styling as well as mousse!" Vlad said as the voice of his younger self rose in an outraged shriek. "No way I'm putting that shit in my hair!" "A little grooming never hurt anyone!" Vlad cheerfully replied. "It's not like you couldn't use the improvement. I wonder what Maddie sees in you? I never knew I was so - how shall I put it? unappealing at this age", he added thoughtfully. "I"m fine the way I am!" the alter ego snapped. "And not that it matters, but Maddie's never complained!" he added peevishly.

"Women will overlook flaws - physical or otherwise - in the men they love!" Vlad stated. "And while I've often wondered why that is, now I'm quite happy for that fact, it'll work in my favor!" he said with a smirk. "Now, let's do something for that skinny physique. What's your favorite workout?" "I don't have one! And I'm tired of you acting as if my body belongs to you!" the alter ego shouted.

"You still don't fully understand that this body doesn't just belong to me, it is me! And mind your manners. Right now I'm allowing you to speak simply because it amuses me, but don't try my patience too much!" Vlad said, his voice sharp with anger as he pulled on the underwear he'd just discarded. After a few minutes of rummaging through the bedroom closets he located a scuffed pair of sneakers and an old jogging suit emblazoned with the Packers logo. "Not very stylish but perfectly adequate!" he said. "Now tell me, where is the nearest gym?"

"All that stuff you said about being a billionaire scientist and living in a castle with the best Packers collection in the world was nothing but lies, and I fell for it!" younger Vlad said bitterly. "Wrong! Everything I've told you has been the utter truth", his older self replied calmly. "So why are you stealing my body and my life if you're such a big shot in the future? Go home and enjoy your rich man's life!" "Funny you should say that", Vlad answered. "Although your present life is a perfect reminder of my own sad youth and while your physical charms leave a lot to be desired, you actually possess something I want more than my vast wealth and my castle with the Packers collection", the halfa sneered. " Simply put, I want your girl friend!"

"Fine, you can have her! In exchange for my body, of course!" the alter ego added quickly. "I don't care what you do with her, just leave me alone! I can't take this anymore!" Vlad grinned. "You're not much of a gentleman, trading your lady in exchange for yourself! Alas, I must reject the deal. I will have the girl, of course, but I'm keeping the body as well!" "But that's not fair!" the voice of the younger Vlad wailed. "Life isn't fair, my boy. Really, haven't you learned that by now?" the halfa asked with a glint in his eyes.