Here's a short little one-shot I did. I might make it longer but I dunno. My first one-shot, please review.
DISCLAIMER: Everyone knows that the all powerful Butch Hartman owns all Characters related to Danny Phantom. I just borrow them.
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YOU EXISIT TO SERVE ME! Just do it!
The harsh command replays over and over again ever since I left Amity Park. He never loved me, he only pretended to so he could get what he wanted. To him, I was just another copy; another failed experiment, another clone. My father as told us to call him was just out to get Danny Phantom just because he wouldn't join him. It took me a while to realize what a fruit-loop he really is. He created me with the intention of getting the perfect half-ghost son; man was he in for a surprise when he got me instead. As I sit alone in this dark cave, I'm starting to wonder: Am I just a clone? No a voice says in the back of my mind. I swear it sounded like Danny's but then again, I am his clone. Memories from the last couple of weeks start to flash in front of me.
"But your not mindless like those other clones. I don't want to hurt you" Danny said
"Then let my father have your morph DNA, so he can save me" I told him.
"He's not going to save you, he's using you. Your nothing but a mess he's not going to clean up," he told me in an annoyed voice.
"You're a liar," I told him. I charged an ecto-beam in my hands and blasted it at Danny. He flew across the room and looked at me barely conscious. "And I'm going to prove it," I finally said as he closed his eyes.
Oh how wrong I was. Danny tried to help me understand who my father really was, but I was too stubborn to listen. From the stories I heard of Danny, I get itfrom him. I sighed as I looked at the setting sun. I have nowhere to go. I can't go back to my father's, not only does he want to kill me for betraying him, I hate the man's guts. And if I go back to Amity Park, I can't stay with Danny because his parents would get suspicious. Besides, he had his own problems to deal with. However, none of his include melting if he uses too much power. I punched the wall and started to cry. Not because of my pounding hand, because I knew I could never fit in wherever I go. Danny's friends probably don't trust me; it's understandable after what I put Danny through. Another memory flashed in front of me.
Danny was struggling with himself in the containment chamber. He forcing himself not to morph, even though a clone was overshadowing him and there were electric pulses running through his body. I floated above them, invisible and unnoticed by everyone down there. "Well?" my father asked his hologram program. "Subject still resisting morph, dear heart," his hologram responded. I shuddered, how can he love a woman that much to have a hologram of her and pretending that she's the real thing.The hologram then turned the knob that was set to 4 all the way to 6. Danny's muffled screams grew louder as he tried to resist the urge to morph.
"Containment chamber beginning to overload," The hologram stated. Then the knob flew of the control panel and started to release sparks. "Oopsie, has overloaded" it said in a sweet voice. The chamber then exploded and there was smoke coming from everywhere that I couldn't see. I then saw a flash of blue light and watched as a drastically weakened Danny Phantom flew away.
I cried even harder at this memory. What did I do? I was so stupid back then, I caused Danny to go through that. I attacked a few times and even knocked him unconscious. I was just as bad as my father. I am only just a clone. That's when the voice came back.
You're not just a clone. You're a living person with a mind of your own. You can do whatever you want.
"No, I'm not" I said out loud. "I may have a mind of my own, but I'm still a clone."
You may be a clone, but you are unique. You're the only girl like you"I'm not even a girl. I'm a freak against nature!" I yelled out in frustration. The last sentence echoed against the cave. I sat in silence, crying my eyes out. I was a clone and there was nothing I could do to change that. I may look normal to others, but I would always have ghost powers. And even with the two other people who are like me, I'm still not like them.
I cried as the clouds began to form and a small drizzle started to pour down. The last thing I whispered before I cried myself to sleep was: I'm just a clone.
