Hello people of Fanfiction! This is my first one-shot so bear with me. Sorry if Danny seems like an OC.
(I don't own Danny Phantom. . . .)
"Danny, for the love of god!" Jazz said as she was trying to wake me up. Of course I was already up by Johnny 13 and his bad luck shadow at 2 am. The broken nose kept me up until 7. Blood everywhere. Happy 17th birthday Jazz.
"Can you at least wake up for me? For the number 17?" She begged. I still wouldn't move because I was so damn tired.
"You know what? Forget it. I'm going to the bathroom." I couldn't help it. I burst out laughing as she shut the door.
"!" Jazz screamed. "MOM, DAD! BLOOD!" Imminently my parents raced towards the bathroom and screamed.
"Jazz what in god's name did this?" Mom spoke.
"Ghosts" Dad said. Jazz came marching in my room. I closed my eyes, and then opened them as I rubbed them.
"Guys, what's the occasion?" I said in a sleepy voice.
"I know you did that Danny! How could you?" I smiled.
"Jazz if you want to blame somebody, blame it on ghosts." Then my dad came rushing in.
"DID SOMEBODY SAY GHOSTS!" He yelled.
"No." We both said.
Jazz sighed, and left the room.
I gotdressed and went downstairs. Mom was cooking the birthday tradition breakfast. Fudge Pancakes. Dad's hands were covered in my blood. He cleaned it. Jazz was watching T.V.
Me? Well I'm going to sit back and-Ghost sense! I sighed.
"I'm going to the bathroom!" I called, and went upstairs. Got in the bathroom- BANG. I totally slipped and banged my neck. So he didn't clean the bathroom. He went to the bathroom. I tried to get up, but I couldn't. My neck hurt so bad, I turned my head (painfully) I found my neck landed on 100lb. metal angel my mom got for her birthday. Dad must have knocked it over. I moaned in pain.
Then a thought struck me. Holy shit, I'm going to die.
I tried calling for help, but my voice was at a whisper. I broke my neck. I cant move, there's a ghost terracing the town, and it's my sister's birthday.
I am going to die on my sister's birthday. What kind of brother am I?
I can't talk anymore. I start to not breathe anymore. I hear jazz.
"DANNY!" She screamed. She ran over me, tears streaming down her face.
"MOM DAD! CALL 911! MOM, DAD DANNY'S DYING!" Jazz screamed. Mom and dad quickly went upstairs. Mom burst into tears. Dad went back downstairs calling 911.
"Daniel Fenton! You been the best brother in the world, you have been a hero. Not just to me, but the all of Amity. You got that little brother?" She holds my hand. Tears like a waterfall.
I nod. I'm fading away.
"Danny?" Mom. Mom sat next to me. "You are the best son that everyone would want. I want you to know that. I know that you're not going to liv-she burst into tears sobbing. She laid down next to me. So did jazz. And we hugged.
I was crying now. Because the pain, and the emotional stress I put this family in. My eyes close, I tried to open them. Then I heard my dad. Talking. As I heard 'Danny, live!' I died. I died I my sisters, and my mother's arms. I wish I was in dads too.
Later that day, the news spread that Danny Fenton was gone. Sam, Jazz, and Tucker told the world I was Danny Phantom at a town meeting. Everybody was upset that Danny Phantom was gone.
Danny Fenton is another story. He got bullied, teased, and sometimes ignored by his own parents. Everybody regretted that.
I am a full ghost. But, I can't be seen. Later, I took the money from my savings account an bought Jazz a birthday present. A necklace that has me and her on the front smiling.
And it's engraved: Happy 17th birthday Jazz
I wrap it up, and leave it on our doorstep. I ring the doorbell. When Jazz opens the door, she opens the present.
When she saw the necklace she burst into tears. "Thank you Danny. Thank you." Her tears were coming straight down.
Tears like a waterfall.
Terrible? Awful? Review please?