Lyoko's Phantom^2
I Do Not Own Code Lyoko Or Danny Phantom Just The Plot Of This FanFiction
Fenton Household Danny P.O.V
'Who am I?'
'Where am I?'
'What am I?'
Pain, all I feel is this pain. Like I am being ripped apart only to be sewn together again while feeling myself be burnt, shocked and ripped apart. I feel like I am different than what I used to be….I don't even know what I used to be.
For some reason during this pain, this excruciating Hell. I felt...cold? Even during the burning,and the ripping, and the shocking. Yet, I still felt cold. Like a corpse...like a ghost...like a phantom.
Wait phantom… why does it sound...familiar? Like it represents something or someone...maybe it represents me?
'Is that what I am...a phantom?'
No not phantom...it's close...to what? I don't know.
'DANNY!'
A voice through the pain? Through my torment...impossible. I am alone...I am in pain...I am cold...but the voice said a name. I wonder who they were calling to?
Was it to me? Is there hope of someone waiting for me?
'Am I Danny?' If I am Danny then Danny-who?
Danny Phantom?...No Phantom is wrong...then what is it?
'FENTON!'
Fenton? Is that it? Am I Danny Fenton? If so...then why am I in pain?
FLASHBACK:EARLIER THAT DAY
"Mom! Dad! I'm home!" I have a mother and father? 'Hmm guess they are still working on their "Ghost Portal" even though ghosts don't exist. Yes now I remember...not knowing what would happen I decided to see my parents in our Lab/Basement. "Danny my boy! Welcome home!" I noticed my father as soon as I had entered the basement...it was kinda hard not to.
He was a large man who looked to be entering the later years of adulthood if his gray hairs on the side of his head were any indication, yet the rest of his hair maintained their midnight color. He was big, not as in round and fat he was more like a, walking, shouting, grinning, block of orange and sound, almost a stark contrast of my mom in terms of looks and stature, but not enthusiasm.
"Jack is that Danny?" asked my mother she wore her blue jumpsuit with her hood up leaving only her mouth exposed to the world due to her eyes being covered with goggles that were attached to her hood...cowl...thing
"Let's show him our completed ghost portal Maddie!" My father was practically jumping with joy, his excitement proved to be infectious, due to my mother gaining the expression of a kid hopped up on candy.
"Great idea Jack, but before we do let's get Jazzy Pants too" I doubt my dad heard her he seemed too intent on showing how their "greatest invention" worked.
10 Minutes Later
"Mom, Dad I love you both, but you two need to get over your obsession with ghosts!" Exclaimed an extremely irate Jasmine Fenton. Aaahhh good ol' Jazz always the skeptic and the only one the town considered normal...I always thought normal was boring.
Hell some would say that she was the one in our family with the most control, and least controversial ideals...not that it helped.
Many guys at our school would complement her orange hair or the color of her clothes...that was until they heard her last name. The complements would stop and the guys began to examine other girls.
Not that she cared...or...y'know noticed. She has been obsessed with work and school since like forever...be pretty cool to have someone devote their life to you...y'now?
"Jasmine ghosts are real, and today me and your father are going to gain proof, through the-cue the drumroll-Fenton ghost portal!"
I look at Jazz and I see that she just looks on with her deadpan expression, just waiting for another family failure.
I couldn't blame her...I was too. Not to be mean but after a couple of years of the same routine it gets boring after a while...well not to my parents.
"10-9-8 Oh god not the countdown. 7-6-5 Why did they even bother? 4-3-2 All we'll ever be seen as is freaks. 1! So why bother with stupid ghosts...why bother proving your right...why bother fighting...why bother being a joke…why bother trying to succeed...only for it to end in failure over and over again.
Just like now.
All that happened was a slow green glow then a spark...that's it...idiots.
"What could've gone wrong!?" My father's attitude did a complete 180 from excited to depressed...just like that...how shameful
"I...I don't know Jack...let's go upstairs I'll make you some fudge dear...would you like that?" My mother's voice was gentle as she spoke to her distraught husband…he nodded his head...and so they went upstairs. Comforting a failure makes you one too!
Jazz wasn't too far behind them...she didn't leave to console them...probably went to go do homework, or study I didn't care...she still looked annoyed by our parents obsession with ghosts, but she knew this was the wrong time to bring it up. Even if it is their fault for not listening to reason.
So there I was all alone...surrounded by my parents failures.
Suddenly I had an 'IDEA' to investigate what went wrong...inside the portal...like and idiot...like a failure.
So I put my jumpsuit on that was the family set…until I noticed the sticker on the chest...even if I was alone I am not going to have my father's face grinning like an idiot on my chest.
Then I felt something...strange, like a sudden urge to have something on my chest.
That sounded stupid as hell.
So I looked around until I found a 'cooler' sticker to put on...then I found 'it', the sticker itself was strange...it looked like a archery target with three lines on the bottom and one at the top...the inside was black while the shapes and lines were white…'cool', right?
When I put it on It felt strange, like it was excited to be on me and it showed it through some weird humming...strange but cool.
It was time for me to explore the 'portal'...like an idiot.
As I walked into the 'portal' I realized that I had no way of seeing far in front of me, so to remedy this I used my left hand to guide myself along the inner workings of the 'portal'.
I should've looked at the pulsing wire that glowed a dull ectoplasmic green...that way I would've seen it.
But I didn't, instead I trip and press the FUCKING 'ON' BUTTON that was FUCKING INSIDE THE MACHINE, fucking idiots.
As I fell I only had one thought 'Shit'.
Then came the pain.
Flashback End
No more...PLEASE NO FUCKING MORE…
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…
It stopped? Holy shit I have to say please more often.
"Da-Dan-Danny?" questioned a shaky voice laced with fear.
I crane my neck to look up at my failure of a family.
Jazz was the one who called my name…she's scared…I sense her fear...why is she scared...is she scared of...me?
They all recoil upon me looking up...why?
They're frozen stiff in fear...why?
I look at the mirror to my right and see something strange.
My entire appearance, all the way to the jumpsuit and the sticker, up to my hair.
My hair turned stark white with the tips and highlights being pale blue. The color of my left iris was now blood red whilst my right eye was now a dark purple that looked almost black in it's entirety, but the strangest part is that the sticker on the jumpsuit was in the middle of my eyes.
I didn't bother looking at the jumpsuit since it's change probably pales in comparison to that of my eyes and hair.
Then I sensed malicious intent aimed at me...and a gun...guns are bad...very bad.
I turned my head back to them and I see they're the ones aiming the gun at me.
They look shaken...and afraid, well at least Jazz is...my parents look excited…and then BANG!
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…
"Stop"
I whisper then all of sudden, everything is frozen, the bullet which was only a few inches away from my face...stopped in midair…
I moved out of the way of the bullet's path...with just a simple tilt of the head.
"Go"
Just like that time starts again.
"Damn we missed the spook…" I ignored the rest of their insignificant whispers. The people I once had a love for I felt my emotions for them and in general grow colder…darker...and dangerous...and possessive.
I barely register the frost slowly crawling from my spot on the lab I was too engrossed into my emotions...or lack thereof when it came to my parents.
Once I was done analysing my mental and emotional state I took notice of the frost, you could say my curiosity was peaked. I was curious about the speed of the frost and if I could make it go faster.
So I simply thought about it speeding faster, and growing colder...and that is exactly what happened.
The ice overtook Jazz first...it was beautiful. To the way she cried out in fear, to the fear that she seemed to produce...it was simply divine.
Then to my chagrin it stopped...at the back of her neck.
I wanted it to move farther to encase her in it's beauty, however my chagrin changed to wonder as I saw the ice become one with her. I felt her fear for lack of a better analogy "Melt away". Only to be replaced with a sense of security...and...joy...and...obsession...strange.
Jazz P.O.V
The ice that my little brother had created had initially frightened me, however that all changed when the frost accepted me. Melded me into a new form a better one than my human shell.
I realized that the frost was there to protect me, and make me feel safer than I ever was before the frost.
Oh what JOY! I have never felt this FREE! Gone where my mortal bonds all thanks to the frost...no all thanks to DANNY!
MY DANNY! I WON'T ALLOW OTHERS TO TAKE MY DANNY AWAY!
Our parents they won't understand...they could never understand the frost or their mortal curse.
I'll end them…
Both of them…
They're a threat…
To my Danny, and the frost…
So I stand up, then turn so that I am facing the threats...no the disgusting trash...those that would try to harm Danny...are trash.
I rush the big one first, with my right arm cocked back and my hand open and straight...I prepare to pierce his heart.
However my aim is disturbed by the blue one hitting my left side with some metal pole causing my to stab him in his right kneecap instead. The sound of the cracking of his bones and the sight of his pleading eyes fell upon deaf ears and blind eyes.
The blue one's hands and arms were encased in the frost due to it protecting me it seemed as though she was not chosen by the frost.
I turn to my savior...no...Lord to gain his praise or punishment for whatever purpose is fine..after all he's the creator of the frost.
Danny POV
'Interesting she seems to have fused with my ice in some way…..i-is she expecting praise?'
"Good girl." I said..as if she were a dog, or pet...yet it felt natural. She really had done a good job though. To be able to remorselessly attack threats, even if she had a connection to them. Even if I talked to her like a dog she seemed to be absolutely glowing with pride due to my praise.
"Come here Jasmine and grab my hand." She quickly and eagerly followed my command. As she grabbed my hand I realized that her temperature was lower than that of a normal human's.
Anyway time to test out my theory on my "Power".
"Stop." Just like last time everything froze except for Jasmine and I...aahh a beautiful reprieve from the lack of humans shouting in pain and agony.
I could feel Jasmine's wonder on my technique that I myself don't fully understand...still cool though.
"Now then Jasmine I think we explored this Ghost Zone after all what better way to celebrate my 12th birthday?" I said in my rather chipper voice.
I could already tell I was going to have a great time away from the 'people' of Amity Park.
That's a wrap told ya it'd be Dark and Daniel and Jasmine aren't the only ones going Dark.
Some many questions
Why was XANA's symbol there?
What is the frost?
What is Danny?
Will there be pairings?
With who?
Why is Jazz batshit insane?
So many questions, and I have all the answers.
Bye Bye from Ashside