It was a late night, or early morning depending on how you looked at it, of July in Amity Park. The wind blew slightly around and whipped a young Phantom's hair across his face as he sat on a park bench his head in his hands, quiet sobs racking through his body.
Maddie Fenton had been out tracking ghosts all night and she came for a much needed sit-down at the park. After lazily dragging his feet across the ground she reached the park and heard whimpers and sobs from one of the benches. The noise bringing out her motherly instincts, she turned and looked at the source of the noise. Sitting on an old bench, head buried in white gloves was the Phantom.
Maddie gasped and looked closer at the Phantom, was he really...crying? Ghosts couldn't cry, they have no emotions and therefore feel no pain or sadness. But that thought was hard to think, seeing the young ghost sitting here obviously in an extreme amount of pain.
Maddie stepped forward slightly, wanting to get a closer look at the Ghost Boy. But when her foot came down, and unfortunate twig chose o snap under her foot. The Phantom's head heard jerked up and Maddie took a good look at him.
His face was a ghostly pale, even for a ghost, and purple-blue shadows covered the skin under his eye. Tears were gathered in the corner of his eyes, where a few leaked out and proceeded to drip down his face until they fell from his chin. On his face, where his hands had previously taken a position, where slightly red from pressure and glistening with dried up tears stuck to his face. Even in this state of sadness and pain, the ghost boy was fairly handsome. His face was angular and he had high cheek bones, his ghostly green eyes were a breath-taking color even when they held such sorrow. Maddie could imagine that under his suit he would also be pretty muscled; not that she found herself attracted to him, she could tell how others would through.
Once the Phantom's eyes landed on Maddie, his grew wide with fear and he slowly started to stand.
"I won't hurt you," Maddie promised, feeling sorrow for the poor Ghost Child. "I just want to rest." She held up her hands in a 'I'll leave you be' kind of gesture.
The Phantom nodded his head slightly, a few stray tears falling from his cheeks as he did so, and slowly resumed his position on the bench. Maddie, not looking away from the Phantom, walked over to the bench across from where he was residing and sat down. Looking at him again, Maddie noticed that he appeared to be her own son's, Danny's, age. She sighed and imagined how hard that must've been on his parents to have him die so young.
"How old are you?" Maddie asked, raising her head to look the Phantom in the eye before he sheepishly turned his head.
"F-fourteen," the Phantom stuttered, his voice rusty from all the sobs that had torn their way out of it.
So he was the same age as Danny, and he does all these things. Evil things like capturing the mayor or stealing. But there were also good things, like fighting off ghosts and saving lives. Maddie didn't know what to think of this ghost, he was a walking mystery.
"How'd you die?" Maddie asked, her voice getting softer as she spoke.
"Lab accident," he mumbled obviously non too joyful about the subject.
Maddie paused for a second, thinking her next question over in her head before actually voicing it. "Why were you crying?"
The Phantom paused for a moment too. His shoulder's dropped and his looking down at his hands and he twiddled his thumbs. "I wasn't crying." He said almost too quiet for me to hear him after a moment of silence.
"Yes, you were." Maddie insisted. "I saw you."
The Phantom sighed and looked at Maddie, tears still pooling in the corner of his eyes. "I am tired...of fighting ghosts, of fighting ghost hunters and most important: fighting myself. Trying not to become something that I cannot control."
Maddie was surprised by the depth of the Phantom's answer. "What do you mean, 'cannot control'?"
"I don't want to become evil or power crazy and lose the human part of me I still have." The Phantom said, looking at Maddie his snow white hair falling out of place and into his eyes.
"You're a ghost, how can there be anything human left in you?" Maddie asked, irritated that this ghost thought something different that what she had so long believed, but excited to maybe learn something new.
The Phantom stood up suddenly, startling Maddie. "That's exactly what I mean!" He snapped, his eyes glowing brightly. "No one ever asks for my side of the story, they all just assume I'm bad and have nothing going on in my life or feelings of my own!" The Phantom yelled, panting slightly at the end of his small monologue.
Maddie, still shaken from the Phantom's sudden outburst, got the idea to ask a question the Phantom needed. " What is your side of the story?" She asked sheepishly.
The Phantom looked up at Maddie, his eyes still showing sadness, but a small smile gracing his lips. "I am not exactly dead," he started. "I am more half dead. Bet none of you ever thought that I, evil Ghost Boy Danny Phantom would be half human."
The Phantom sighed deeply before continuing. "My mother and father are alive, but they don't know what I am. My sister and my two best friends know though. When the incident with the mayor happened, the mayor had been overshadowed by a ghost named Walker. And when I stole all those things, a guy named Freakshow was controlling me."
The Phantom plastered a bitter smile into his face and continued. "The reason I'm so scared of becoming evil is, there used to be a future when I did become evil. My evil ghost self came to this present to kill my friends and family, therefore putting me on the path to becoming him. I fought my ghost self and won, but I couldn't save my family and friends. But a ghost named Clockwork did save them."
"I never knew that anything you just said could be possible, I mean half ghost, half human? That must've been excruciating." Maddie winced just thinking about it.
"It was," the Phantom agreed, nodding without really noticing his head doing the action.
"Phantom?" Maddie asked.
"Yes?" He replied, confused as to what she might want.
"Do I know your human half?" Maddie asked biting her lip and looking closely at the Phantom's profile.
The Phantom laughed, an eerie and bitter laugh. "Yes, you know me much more than you might think." He said, cracking a smile at the end.
Maddie smiled at the Ghost Boy and said, "We should talk again sometime, honestly I would like to know more about you."
The Phantom smiled wide, his lips twitching with effort. "I would like that."
My first Danny Phantom fanfic. Was it good, or should I go hide under a rock? Please let me know in a review! Thanks for reading, let me know if you want a sequel or another chappy!