Recap: It's all Phantom's fault.

Not really...

Coming after me-

You blew up his basement.

sneaking into the kitchen-

You blew up his basement.

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I swear, whenever I get the chance, I will make him pay.

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What the hell was that?!

It's fine, don't worry your precious little head about it.

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Wait! Do you think he's attacking him?!

no.

...are you okay? You sound a bit...off?

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...I have to go now.

But-

Just deal with your own problems, okay?

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...Alex.

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Chapter 3 (Edited)

Violet's P.O.V

Alex?! Please answer me!

I didn't get a reply. Cursing under my breath I ran out of my room, stopped, ran back, grabbed a bat and ran downstairs.

"Is that all you got! Is having a daughter taking its toll on you." I heard a mocking voice in the distance; most likely belonging to Phantom.

"You're going to regret this fight." That sounded like Dad.

"I don't think I can consider this a fight." I slowly entered the kitchen to see Phantom fighting a Vampire? "It's more of you shooting and me dodging effortlessly."

"Ohmygosh, what?!" I yelled out, like an idiot.

Both fighters stopped what they were doing. The vampire had a shocked slightly scared look and Phantom looked confused.....till he saw my bat. Now, he was barely keeping in his laughter.

"Yo-you're going to try a-and fight a g-ghost......with a bat?" He whispered that last part. His face was red, trying so hard to keep it in.

"The bat is a repercussion. I can take you both on!" I dropped the bat and got into a fighting stance. This time he was unable to hold it in. Phantom let out a howl of laughter, my eyes glowed green as my anger started to get the better if me.

"Stop it, stop laughing at me!" I could practically feel my anger boil.

He stopped, but before he could look at me the vampire quickly added, "Shouldn't you be looking for your father? I bet he's very worried."

My anger quickly depleted, my eyes no longer glowing.

"Crap, you're right!" I ran out of the room yelling a 'thank you' to the vampire. "Dad! Dad where are you?!"

Phantom's P.O.V

"Please answer me! Daddy!" Vlad's daughter screamed running down the halls.

"Doesn't she fool easily," Plasmius said as he got up from the crater on his kitchen floor.

"So she doesn't know." And I didn't believe her.

"Of course not. That would be a constant thorn in my side. She would never stop worrying" He glared at me, " and you are not allowed to tell her."

"Why not? I'm sure she'd love to know that her Father is some crazed halfa that tries to kill my Dad for an accident and is constantly trying to 'get with' my Mom......ew"

"Daniel, I swear boy-"

"Calm down, I won't tell her......unless you give me a reason to."

"...Fine."

"And what about my basement?"

"..."

"So should I tell her about the clones first or-"

"I'll send the cheque."

"Cash works too." I left the mansion slowly making my way home. I should probably call Sam and Tucker and tell them about what happened. Or maybe not?

Back to Violet's P.O.V

I ran all over the house looking for my Father. I checked his room, his study, the library and his football and cheese-hat room. I even checked outside! I almost gave up when I bumped into someone on my way back to the front of the house.

"My dear, what are you doing out here. Someone could easily snatch you away."

I looked up and stared at the owner of the voice. Once I realized who it belonged to I jumped up and hugged him. "Daddy."

"Darling, why so clingy?" He chuckled, patting my head gently. I only respond by holding him tighter. I thought I lost him, that I was alone again. I never want to feel that way again.

Not again. Never again.

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Finally! I am back and no I was not dead. I hate this so much, guys! I have so much on my plate right now. I got to juggle school, exams, band practice and performances, my nine-month-year-old brother almost giving me a heart attack last night and......etc. (p.s. I suck at juggling XD). Ugh, I sound like a whiny bitch!

Anyway, Christmas is fastly approaching so I will get as much material I can out of my brain. Yay, for breaks! Boo, for writer's block.

Again, sorry and love you!

Word Count Before: 667

Word Count After: 766

Edited: 8/2/2017