Ok, here's my prologue to my fan fiction. I've heard of movies when like a hero quits because something happens and is not willing to continue their heroism. I decided it would be interesting to know about Danny if he suddenly found out he had a daughter whom he thought had died. This is gonna be from Lilith's point of view since you're talking about a girl looking for her father if you know what I mean. Review please!!
I always had feelings inside of me. Like I could hear someone speaking to me. Telling me that my family is around and to not stay here in this orphanage. I always asked myself the same question. Who're my parents? What do they look like? Do they love me or hate me? Most of all, why did they leave me? I'm gonna be twelve pretty soon and I still can't find the answers to the questions. My orphanage teacher Mrs. Sanchez has been taking care of me for years and I've been best friends with Ben for like ever and Shela for two years now. Everyday I would wish there was a sign telling me who my parents were. I've heard of the great stories of Danny Phantom. The great hero of Amity Park eleven years ago. He quit his job for the reason that has something to do with the death of the family, who knows. He turned what was called Fenton Works to a restaurant called "Phantom Grill". We rarely see him in ghost form anymore and don't even know if he can still go ghost or not. I feel sorry for him, but sometimes pass by his restaurant and even go to hang with my friends. I always feel that I somehow feel connected to him, like . . . I don't know, like there's something between us that's very close. I never knew why, at least not till now. I just got up and found myself sinking through the floor.
"Ahh!!!" I screamed as he got my feet off the floor, "ok Lilith, calm down, you didn't go through the floor, just your imagination."
Before I knew it, I went through the closet door.
"Oh my freakin gosh, this is really weird," I said freaking out. You'd freak out too if you found yourself going through your own closet door.
I opened the door and took a deep breath, this was so scary. I decided that it was probably just an allusion from just waking up. I went downstairs to go eat. Although, I was still spooked by the fact that I sank through the floor and went through my closet door. I was supposed to meet my friends at the park for the Pep Rally. I was still preparing for my "Ghost Freedom" protest. Whenever I do a protest, Mrs. Sanchez tells me, "You put up so many Rallies, you'll turn yourself into a lawyer." I always laugh at that part, I'm not sure who I want to be, but I'm sure I'll find out pretty soon. When I was finished with my breakfast, I put up my hair in pigtails, put on my blue overalls over my red T-shirt, and put on my red shoes. I know it's weird for an eleven-year-old to wear pigtails, but I like them and that's that. I never knew where I got my violet eyes from, who knows. I was on my way out the door.
"By Mrs. Sanchez, I'm gonna be hanging with my friends," I said.
"Ok, have fun," smiled Mrs. Sanchez.