Hey guys, here is a new fic that I had for a while now, but didn't have the guts to write it. But, here I am, writing it anyway. So yah. I will most likely keep this a oneshot, but if all things go well, I might make another chapter. I do not, and I repeat, DO NOT OWN Danny Phantom, or the show would not be over, or Phantom Planet would not have happened altogether. Bye!
I'm standing in the remains of the Casper High football field. I hear somethinsomething I thought I would never hear again. HIS laugh. How was it possible? He's locked inside a thermos in Clockwork's tower. Whipping my head around, I look for the thing the laugh belongs to, when I see it. Him. Some twenty feet away, he's standing (floating?) there. Red eyes based with fury. Happyness? Joy? The look gives Vlad a run for his everlasting money. Why is he here? But before I can say or do anything, he charges up an ectoblast and aims it at me. The green blast hits my chest and I'm sent backwards. Changing into my ghost form, I sto myself. But where is Dan?
"Where are you?" I yell.
"What do you mean?"He said, is voice filling my head. "I'm everywhere you are. Want to know why," his voice becoming more sinister, "Because I AM YOU!" He appears in front of me. Our noses touch, and I freeze. The seine changes, and I'm in front of a mirror, but my reflection is difderent. My skin is light blue with pink cracks along my hair line, my white hair is flaming above my head, my neon green eyes are blood red with thick black circles around the lids of my eyes. I look like him. The seine changes again, and I look into the eyes of my family and friends the day Dan almost kills them, but in a different perspective. I see myself flying out of the clouds in the sky, and everything that happened on that day was the same. I couldn't control how I moved, or how I spoke. Then Danny (ME?!) sucked me (DAN!!!!!!) into the thermos. But instead of blackness, I see white. The white sealing of the lab. I'm laying down on something hard and cold. What?
"See your finally awake. I didn't think that it would take ghost scum like you that long for the affects of the anesthesia to wear off. Now we can have some real fun." Was that Sam. What is she talking about? Then I see it. The different tools lining the walls, covered in ectoraniam. I here footsteps, but I can't sit up. I'm strapped down with metal. Even around my head, keeping me looking at the sealing. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Sam, but she's different. Her hair is pulled back into a pony tail, she is wearing white makeup, and she is wearing a sinister smerk. I don't like that smerk on her face. In her hand she's holding a scalpel, my breath is starting to pick up. She takes notice of that.
"What. Is big bad Danny Phantom scared of an iddy biddy scalpel? Well, in the wronge hands, you could get seriously hurt. But I'm the wrong hands." The she jams the thing into my cheek right under my left eye, deep. I start screaming, but not about the pain (ok maybe a little) but because of the fact that Sam is the one doing it to me. She starts sliding it down my cheek, slowly.
"Now, now. Don't move or you'll make it worse." She says in a sweet voice. Then electricity corces through my body. More powerful than the blast that turned me into a half ghost. I turn my head, big mastake. The blade moves from my cheek to my jaw and down my neck. The electricity stops, but my screams don't. I won't lie, it hurts. It hurts bad. Tears start tumbling down my face, the salt burning the cut on my cheek, but nothing compared to the scalpel in my neck. Then it comes out. She lifts up the sleeve of my jumpsuit, and starts carving into the skin of my forarm. I already know what she's writing based on how many times I've been called it. FREAK. I don't think I've screamed so hard in my life. The letters burn, and I can feel my skin bubbling where the metal is moving. Then it stopps. She stands up, and pulls out a giant knife. She grins, and and thrusts the knife where my heart is.
"NO! NO, STOP!" I shoot up so that I am sitting in bed. Tears are streaming down my face, and I'm gasping for air. I can faintly hear light footsteps, but I can't hear that much over the bounding of my heart. What feels like hours later, Jazz's head pokes into room. Then she opens my door so I can see Mom and Jazz.
"Danny honey? Are you ok?" She sits on my bed and leans my head onto her sholder. I don't even try to act brave, I just let it out. My Mom didn't say a word, just started rubbing soothing circles on my back, and Jazz saying things like "Let it out Danny" and "It's ok" which actually help calm me down. After I could actually breath without taking multiple short gasps.
"Are you ok Danny? We could hear your screaming down the hall." Jazz asked. My eyes where closed, but I could tell she had a genuine conserved look on her face.
"I'm fine, just had a nightmare. Sorry I woke you up." I said that, but I didn't mean it. I was happy to know I wasn't alone. But I did feel a little guilty about waking them up. After a few minutes, Mom and Jazz filed out of my room, and I was left in my dark room. I tried to go back to sleep, but it never came. But I'm fine. It's just part of what my family doesn't know.
Wow, just wow. I don't think I ever wrote something that... different. And now that I think about it, I most likely write a second chapter. Oh, and welcome to: Cute Koneko Chan. Let me know what you think about what I wrote and if you might want something else like this. Anywho, see you next time. Bye! bluegirl14.