Danny Harem
Chapter One: How I Met the Boy of my Dreams (Sam Manson)
My name is Sam Manson, I'm 19, going to collage, and I'm supposed to be in a single dorm room by myself. Supposed to, anyways. This is the beginning of MY story…and how I met him…
A huge sign greeted her, stating, "Welcome to Elm College!" with said college towering up behind the sign. It had a very gothic style architecture, which appealed greatly to the young woman's sense of style. Though she noted with some curiosity a red and green color scheme…
The woman herself looked to be in her late teens, early twenties, with black and red streaked hair tied back in a ponytail. She had, strangely enough, dark purple eyes and wore black lipstick, while having blue eyeliner. She was wearing, at the moment, a dark corset, with a short skirt attached, showing off her bat shaped belt buckle, and her fishnet stockings. Of course, if one looked close enough, they'd notice that each of the little 'nets' was actually skull shaped. She was rather pretty in a dark sort of way.
She didn't normally dress too fancy, but this was her first day. She HAD to make a good impression. She had gotten into the college via her artistic skills and little more, refusing her parents' wanting her to go to some higher class college.
"6-B," she muttered to herself, as she headed inside. The collage was right outside of Amity Park, which she had heard was haunted. She would SO check that out when she moved into her dorm all the way.
That's when an explosion knocked her off of her feet, as she cried out in shock, and a little pain. Not to mention disgust, as she fell into some mud…
Suddenly, SOMETHING was thrown over her head, and landed a few dozen feet away, yelling as well in a weird, mechanical voice.
"Come ON Technus! I've had a long day, could you please-oh, uh, hello!" spoke another newcomer, who was standing in front of the young woman.
Though, she quickly amended herself. He wasn't standing.
He was floating.
"Very well, Child!" the metal…thing replied. "But do know that I, TECHNUS, MASTER OF ALL THINGS METAL, BEEPING, DINGING, AND OTHERWISE! Will…see you tomorrow…" it finished, rather dejectedly, as it sulked off.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah…uh, hi. Need some help?" the boy, scratch that, young man, offered a hand to her. She took in some details on him. He was well muscled, she noted with a bit of a blush, wore a white teeshirt with a black D symbol on it, and had slightly messy white hair. And his eyes were a vivid glowing green.
And he himself was glowing.
AND FLOATING.
She shot up and nearly screamed, until the boy put his hand over her mouth, which she found was oddly…cool. Like he had just stepped in from the snow or something. But it was like, 80 degrees out here…
"PLEASE don't scream. I've gotten into enough trouble lately. Please?" he pleaded cutely as he lowered his hand.
"…What the hell…IS GOING ON?!" she yelled at him, growling.
"Uh…hi…name's Danny Phenton…and, well, I'm part ghost, that was Technus, as you heard, and we just had a little…argument… say, you're new! What's your name?" he asked, rubbing the back of his head, trying to be casual.
"Sam Manson…THAT'S NOT THE POINT! You're part ghost?! HOW! Some kind of freak lab experiment?"
"What? No. That's just stupid and impossible. See, my mom died while dating my dad, but her ghost stuck around, so they got married anyways…and, I really don't want the details myself, so…uh, quick question…" Danny started.
"What?" Sam growled venomously.
"Is your dorm in 6-1?" Danny asked.
"No…"
"Oh good. Cause I kind of nuked all of the 6 dorms…6-1 through 6-23…" Danny said, thoughtfully. "Of course, only a few people live there. And it's no big deal…I hope…uh, why are you staring at me like that?"
"…you…destroyed, 6-8?"
"…yes."
Sam then fainted. If Danny's best friend had been around to see it, he would have mentioned something about an information overload.