Hi! Iit's me Werewolf5! My plot bunnies were annoying the heck out of me and I decided to write this. Wish me luck! It's only my second story and I have writers block for the first one! Also a free plate of cookies for whoever can figure out who said what in the first 6 quotes. Italics mean thoughts, Oh and for the Alex Rider part it starts after Ark Angel and Danny Phantom is before Phantom Planet.
Disclaimer: It was pretty sad to find out but true, I don't own Alex Rider or Danny Phantom
Two in a Million
Chapter 1: My life isn't yours
Monday morning, 7:10 A.M., Amity Park
It was a typical morning in Amity Park.
CRASH!
BOOM! BANG!
"Beware! I am the box ghost!"
"Can't just stay in the ghost zone?"
"Look, honey it's Inviso-Bill!"
"Dad,
don't shoot!"
"Aim for your left!"
BANG! "No, Jack, your other left!"
Sorry, it was a typical day if you were a Fenton. The box ghost had managed to wake Danny and his entire family, and while Danny tried to keep it quiet the box ghost managed to create even more of a ruckus which left him scrambling to capture the box ghost, avoid his parents' death rays and hope that they didn't notice that their son was missing.
"Behold my cardboard fury!" Danny dodged and ducked as many cardboard boxes flew up the stairs at him. He looked around quickly. It was deserted but for who knows how long? Immediately he opened up the Fenton thermos and sucked up the blue, annoying ghost. He turned human and tried to go back upstairs for 10 minutes of sleep.
"Freeze ghost…oh it's you Danny." Jack blinked in surprise. "Have you seen the ghost kid?" Danny yawned.
"Sorry dad, haven't seen him. What's with all the noise, anyway?" Danny asked.
"Oh, it's nothing you need to worry about, just a few ghosts, that stuff." His mother had come out of nowhere and was already dragging Jack downstairs. "Have fun at school today. Come on Jack we need to work out the bugs in the invention if we want to capture Phantom…" With that they left. Danny felt slightly sick in to his stomach at the mention of being captured by his parents, but he got ready for school anyway. He was finally a tenth grader but at the rate he was getting to school on time he might not be able to become an eleventh grader.
"Let's just hope that nothing else will come to make this year any worse," he said slamming the door behind him.
a different day,7:30 A.M., Chelsea, London
Alex woke up staring at the ceiling his face drenched in sweat. It took him a second to realize he was in his room and not dangling from a wire attached to a hot air balloon. His pillow was drenched with sweat and maybe tears. He got up and sat on his bed trying to gather his thoughts. My parents…are dead. Jack is…he listened to the sound of pots and pans banging…safe. And I am…alive. And late for school. Another voice had joined the 'conversation' and with a jolt he realized it was right. He got dressed grabbed his bag and ran downstairs.
"Got time for breakfast?" Jack asked handing him a plate. He shoved it away and tried to brush his teeth and tie his shoelaces at the same time. "You know you did just recover from a bullet. Don't you think you should slow down?" Alex paused for a second when he heard her worry. He looked her in the eyes and saw panic as well. He shook his head.
"I've got one way to be normal and that's by going to school. I have to keep up with work now that I'm a sophomore. Sorry Jack but I want enjoy this part of life before I'm sent on another 'assignment'" Alex hurried drank a glass of milk and left, slamming the door behind him. Alex sighed and got up to check the mailbox. Nothing special just some junk mail…bills….and…
"Who would send Alex any mail?" Jack said, looking at the address.
It is I the accursed WEREWOLF5 returning with another story before the other is finished! Just so you know I'm writing chapter 2. not finished. writing. so if your good(and I get a lot of reviews) I'll put in on Tuesday. Or I might not because of my unpredictable schedule. I'm high on DP fics. YAY!YAY!HIP HIP HOORAY!
your crazy author, WEREWOLF5