It's almost Sept. 11th, which is the anniversary of 9/11 terrorist attack. To dedicate to the ones who died in the World Trade Center, I'm gonna do a Danny Phantom story. The show came in 2004, so this is gonna take place on that year. No questions. I was gonna move to New Orleans and this got stuck in my head for some reason. I was imagining Danny being involved in the World Trade Center and thinking (he was probably young during the time). So yeah, here it is. This is also before Phantom Planet 'cause I don't see people laughing at Danny if he's popular. Review please!!
The class of Mr. Lancer's room was dark. It was September 11th, the day of the Terrorist Attack at the World Trade Center.
There was a movie about that day and the stories of people losing their loved ones and the devastation of the actual happenings.
Danny watched the video and didn't even bother looking at everyone else's bored looks. He was having memories of that day. Then there was a video clip on the security camera on the floor where the plane came in. He remembered that place like it was yesterday.
"There's a plane! There's a plane!" Shouted a little boy's fainted voice a few seconds before the plane crashed in and the camera crashed up.
"That was the last we caught from that floor before the plane hit," said one of the security guards, "it was devastating to just see this. I did hear a little 11-year-old boy say that there was a plane, but we don't know if he's alive. He's probably dead right now."
Danny covered his face and a few tears rolled down his cheeks and landed on his desk.
"It was horrible, there's no way to describe it," said another security guard.
"My mother worked there and now I can't see her," said a teenage girl around 15 years old.
"We also found two kids on the first building of the World Trade Center. I'm surprised they survived this devastation," said a police officer.
"We're here to interview these kids," said the news reporter.
"Hey, Danny's crying!" Shouted Dash as everyone saw Danny's teary eyes and started laughing, then Mr. Lancer turned off the TV before the interview and Danny ran out the classroom.
"Looks like the cry baby couldn't take anymore," laughed Paulina as everyone else laughed.
"Leave him alone guys," glared Tucker.
"Why? Because he cried in front of the most boring movie ever?" Laughed Dash.
"Of all people!" Shouted Danny who opened the door in his anger mode, "of all people, you have to say that movie is boring. You weren't there, you don't know what went on."
"Oh, and you have?" Asked Kwan as Danny glared and pressed play on the VCR.
"Mr. Fenton . . ." said Mr. Lancer.
"Just one second," said Danny as you see two kids that were interviewed that looked like younger version of Jazz and Danny.
"What was it like?" Asked the reporter.
"I saw the plane, it killed my aunt," said younger Danny.
"Danny warned me, but I didn't believe him. I thought he was joking around like he usually does," said a younger Jazz.
"I WANT MY MOMMY!! JAZZ YOU SAID WE'LL SEE MOMMY!!" Cried younger Danny as the movie paused.
"Actually Kwan, yes I have," glared Danny as he slowly went back in his seat leaving everyone else with shocked looks on their faces, "and so has my sister. At least we take his day seriously compared to some jerks around here!"
"Danny, the movie is boring. Maybe instead of watching it, let's hear your story of 9/11," thought Valerie who wanted to know what happened.
"Oh yeah, who wants to hear that?" Glared Dash.
"I do," said Lester.
"Me too, I don't like the movie either," said Geek Girl #1.
"Yeah and Danny's been there, I'd like to hear it," smiled Geek Girl #2.
"Fine, but I'm still not going on a date with you," sighed Danny as he turned his body around his desk and everyone faced him, "I was eleven and my aunt Sally had this job at the first building at the World Trade Center. It seemed like any other boring day. Like a day at school. Even Jazz was complaining for the one-millionth time in a row."
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Flashback 9/10/01 OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
It was a day before the crash at the World Trade Center.
Jazz was complaining about seeing Aunt Sally, mostly because she never liked going to her house nor visiting her "new job". I was just getting sick of her complaining, because when you live with Jazz's complaining for hours, it gets old.
"Why do we need to see Aunt Sally, she's so boring and never lets me do anything. She treats me like a five-year-old," complained Jazz.
"Because you're acting like one! Jazz, we're gonna see Aunt Sally and you're gonna like it," glared Mom who was also getting sick of Jazz's complaining, "Danny's not complaining."
"Yeah, but he's a weirdo," glared Jazz.
"I am not!" I shouted.
"Enough kids!" Said Dad, "we're gonna see my sister Sally. I want happy faces."
My dad's face was a happy one like it usually is. I thought it was cool while Jazz just got annoyed with Dad.
Neither of us had any clue this would be the last day we'd ever see aunt Sally. I didn't even know. It was just your regular day of seeing Aunt Sally. If I was to choose any adventure I ever went to before the accident, this would be the most dangerous one and still is one of my most dangerous ones ever.
"Are we there yet?" I asked.
"Yes we are!" Announced Dad as we stopped at an odd looking house.
We Fentons were always rumored to be weird. That's why Jazz was always embarrassed of our family.
Some Fentons were farm people, some of us were Ghostbusters, and some of us were Aunt Sally: just plain weird.
"Why if it isn't my favorite nephew and niece," smiled Aunt Sally.
"Hi Aunt Sally," waved Jazz boredly.
"Hey Aunty Sally," I smiled as I gave Aunt Sally a big hug.
"Hey sis, it's so good to see ya. How's my favorite sister?" Smiled Dad as he gave Aunt Sally a big hug.
"Never better Jacky," greeted Aunt Sally as we all went inside.
Like I said, just like any day a kid would have seeing their relatives. We even had to get rid of school for this, but this was just like any day. Only this time, it wasn't.