So this is my first story here on Fanfiction. Danny walks home from school and gets 'kidnapped' by his parents who perform a vivisection on him. This isn't a one-shot. I'm already in the process of writing Ch. 2. Hey if this story looks familiar to you, it likely is. I give credit to AnneriaWings, the author of Lab Rat. S.N Rainsworth, author of the spin-off Requiem. And DanPhantomsApprentice, author of Bittersweet. These people inspired me to write DP NFSI. It stands for Danny Phantom New Fanfic Story Idea. I need a proper name for this story. Please give me ideas!
Edit 8/26/12: Wow...I really need original ideas...
Danny POV
Ugh. Ghosts cause WAY too much trouble. Oh look. I spotted Skulker walking around with a lot of gear, going ghosthunting. I find it kinda funny, a ghostly ghosthunter. He was scaring a little girl who looked about 8. I ducked behind a building.
"Going ghost." I said. My normal clothes disappeared as two rings revealed the hazmat suit. I flew to the ghost, caught him by surprise and grabbed him by the neck.
"Hurry and go." I whispered to the little girl. She ran off, home, I suppose. I then proceeded to beat up the ghost.
"Ha, I knew you'd come. You just have to protect this dumb city's citizens."
"Hey, you're still not gonna catch me for your collection, you know. You just can't stop it, can you?"
I threw him a few punches and he stared at me coldheartedly. He oddly disappeared, and then I turned to go home. Why did he leave so suddenly? But I then realized that I was a few blocks away from home, and that my parents were going ghosthunting today. I turned around and saw that my parents were trailing me. Dad opened the thermos. In a flash, I was sucked into the Fenton thermos, and everything was pitch black.
I woke up in the lab, strapped to a table. I saw my parents working on some charts, reading gadgets and such.
"Ah, you're awake now, Phantom. You remember me, don't you? Maddie Fenton, and my husband Jack? Ever since, we caught you, we've been performing some tests. As a ghost, you should have a low temperature, no blood etc." Mom said. "So now we're going to perform an autopsy."
"But you're my mother." I whimpered. I struggled against the restraints, doing anything to escape. But it was too late. She tore up the hazmat and exposed my chest. She took a marker and drew a big X on my chest and reached for a scalpel.
"Listen Phantom, we've been giving you drugs and they must be making you loopy. I'm not your mother, understand?" She plunged the scalpel deep into my chest. She seemed like a sadist, being coldhearted herself, like Skulker was.
"Ask Jazz, she'll know the truth." She didn't listen. She kept on cutting while Dad was making notes. Blood poured out of my chest. Or was it ectoplasm? I let out a shriek of pain while I winced and grimaced. I twisted and turned. My stomach churned. Oh, why did I go to Nasty Burger for lunch, I thought. I took a glance at Dad. The clipboard was filled with information on me and the 'operation'. It said things about my abnormalities as a ghost, and how the autopsy was going. I could see my guts now...ew. For a few seconds I forgot about the pain. Wow, this is like biology class. I could see my liver, my heart, my lungs and other stuff. Mom and Dad looked amazed. Dad spoke up first.
"Phantom, you really are weird. Ghosts aren't supposed to have human organs. Honestly, what's wrong with you?" I snickered a little at that comment. Because of that, the pain came back and hit me hard. I started whining again.
"Stop it, stop it! You're gonna kill me!" Mom replied this time.
"You're a ghost, you're already dead." She glared at me with steely eyes.
"But I'm your son. I'm the reason the ghost portal works. I'm the one keeping Amity Park safe. Danny Phantom is Danny Fenton. Danny Fenton is half ghost. I'm his ghost half. Please, don't kill me..." Mom looked angry.
"I told you once. Listen to me clearly. YOU. ARE. CERTAINLY. NOT. JACK. AND. MADDIE'S. SON. Got that?" There was nothing I could do anymore, so I just nodded my head. Then again, there was something I could do, but I had a slim chance that it would work. And then I screamed for the top of my lungs.
"Jazz, HELP ME!" I heard footsteps coming toward us. It was Jazz, and she completely freaked out.
Introducing my muses!
Flower: I wonder what's gonna happen next?
Shadow: I want someone to get killed or something! Hehehehe!
Flower: Hey, that's not nice!
Fire: I totally agree with Shadow. There needs to be some action.
Ice: Please read and review.
Melissa (me):I don't really care if you review, but please be nice...
