Hiii!

I know, I know. I should be working on with the other un-finished stories. But... But... My brain! Its... Its not working! TTT^TTT

Anyway, every time I look or read this, it made me feel... bleh. I man, c'mon! Just read my other stories like The Phantomhive's Butler or Supernaturals Siblings or New Friends or Death! Try to find the difference between that and this. Those other 3 are more well written and describes more.

So I present you... Yet another Re-Write! It'll be MUCH more better! Promise on my pet dog, Oddy's cute face!

P.S

This may sound weird, but... Can someone go mute by cutting a knife on their throats? Yeah, I'm a homicidal, sadistic gal. (Don't judge me)

Anyway, please do enjoy this and don't mind my dark nature :)

P.S.S

Since I now have a small liking to Creepy Pasta (especially Jeff the Killer =v=), Danny may look like him. He may also be somewhat homicidal like Jeff and etc. I mean, who doesn't like a bad-ass Danny that similarly looks like the Joker with dat shmile? (LOL, I said shmile ) Only difference is that Danny didn't burnt his eyelids XP

P.S.S.S

I don't own the image nor did I did any changes! I merely found it in Google Images! (Type in Anime Jeff the Killer. I'm pretty sure some of you can't handle what Jeff really looks like in real life *shivers*)

And instead of Go to sleep, Danny's catchphrase shall be Sweet dreams! *derp*

Daniel 'Danny' Fenton was not a normal boy. No, he was a 14 year old boy with supernatural powers. But a few months ago, Danny was a caring, a little clueless, and liked to have fun with his best friends, Sam Manson and Tucker Foley. But now, after the incident, he was struck with grief. Not wanting to live with his 'uncle' and supposed godfather, he was left alone in his room in the dark. Nobody knowing that he was there and was thought dead and left the face of the Earth.

No... He was still here. Half alive and breathing. But the guilt cause him a mental breakdown. Like, something inside of him just snapped. Since he didn't want to be evil, why not insane? Being insane while vowing not to use his powers ever again.

As he stared at the sharp blade of an ecto-knife, a psychotic grin began to spread across his pale skin. Dragging the knife across both of his cheeks, he let out a pained scream. Later, a cold laughter. He laughed a little as blood began to pour out of his mouth. Due to the lack of sleep, dark circles were around his sky blue eyes. And because of the scar, he looked like he was smiling.

But that happened a month ago. So now, he was walking down the dark street. His white hoodie covered his face and his messy black hair sligthly covered his eyes. Blood stains were on his hoodie, black pants, and red sneakers. A silver blood stained knife that was coated in ectoplasm was hidden in his hoodie's front pocket. His hands were tucked in his pants' pockets.

As he walked passed a dark alley, he heard a woman shriek. Rolling his eyes, he thought dryly. 'Geez, people are trying to sleep!' Sighing softly, he put his hands on his hoodie's pocket and clutched his knife. When he stopped, he was greeted by 3 men wearing sunglasses pointing their guns at him. One of them had a good grip on the woman's wrist.

"Shouldn't a good boy like you head home by now?" The leader asked with a grin.

Danny only chuckled darkly and removed his hood. Showing his large, bloody smile and dark circles around his dull blue eyes. All of them and the woman stared at him in horror.

"Shouldn't you be afraid and run home crying?" With inhuman speed, he strike all the men in the chest and gathered them all in one spot. Repeatedly stabbing them on the chest as the woman ran away screaming. After she left, Danny carved the same smile onto their faces. He stood up and stared at the purse the woman left behind. He shrugged and rummaged through it. Only getting a few hundred dollars.

"Ah, well. Finders keepers, losers weepers is what they always say!" He laughed to himself and walked back outside the alley. The boy whistled a quite, happy tune as he walked down into the night. Bloody and insane while having a good side in him.

"Sweet dreams..."

Muwahahaha! Behold, Insane Danny!

BTW, I'm gonna delete the original Bird and Ghost tomorrow. And the new title shall be... Lost By Insanity

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