I'm No Phoenix
A Danny Phantom story
Written by Penny Lu
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Every since I became Danny Phantom, it was like the weight of the world was in my shoulders. Everyone expected me to save the town day after day. Well maybe nobody did, besides Sam, Tucker, and eventually Jazz, but if I did not protect my home from ghosts, everyone would blame me for the town getting destroyed and if I did save the town my parents would still shoot at me declaring to the world they were going to rip me apart "molecule by molecule!". It was a lose, lose situation, there was no way to win.
Every night I'd come back from fighting ghosts, and it's already past midnight. I'd bind my wounds with supplies from my own first aid kit. And try to fall asleep, moving around to get comfortable suppressing screams when I lie on my wounds. Then after an hour or two of sleep wake up before the sun to catch another ghost. Not even bothering to wake up Jazz, Tucker, or Sam to help me knowing they need sleep.
I'd fall asleep in Lancer's class, and my grades would plummet. Until I was seeing F-'s daily, I just never have time to study and even if I do I am always sleeping in class and never get to take notes. I can still see Lancer's disappointed shakes of his head as I walked out the classroom door.
Dash and his pack banged me up, and I don't fight back knowing if I do like I once did I'd be the one to get punished while they get off Scot free. Stuffed into lockers, given swirlies but I don't seem to even care. Punched more than usual just because Dash has some misplaced aggression.
I use to try and put on a brave face pretending nothing was wrong. By doing it I kept Sam and Tucker happy and we did what we always did as friends. Although Jazz seemed to have her suspicions it was all an act.
Now I look up at the cell walls of my G. I. W prison. The walls marked with words, and claw marks, and tallies, and huge cracks, some of which I caused the rest in which old inmates of this cell created. I close my eyes and try to keep my grasp on my memories before I go crazy.
After all.
I'm no Phoenix.
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A/N: this is just a prologue. This is just going to be a story i'll write not going to be that good but please tell me what you think.