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I felt like writing a Danny phantom fan fiction, so here it is :)

He shivered as the cold rain hit his back; it had been raining all week but tonight just seemed worse. Danny new that it would be a smart idea to go back home or at least find shelter but he didn't have the energy.

All he ever does is help, he helps Amityville yet he gets no thanks, sure he has fans who praise their hero but they never say thanks, when he does something wrong, makes a mistake or if anything bad happens and he can't stop it, those supposedly 'fans' turn their backs and 'boo'.

The building he is standing on in his ghost form is about 20 stories high; he imagines falling, jumping off and releasing his fears, sadness and worries. Just to be free, flying. He has certainly thought about it, jumping, but he wasn't sure, can he even die? Being half ghost, is that possible to die?

Danny shakes his head to discard the depressing thoughts. Of course he's thought about jumping but what will that do? Although they don't thank him they still need a hero to fight their battles for them. Even his own family wants to rip him molecule from molecule but they don't know that Danny phantom is their own son Danny Fenton.

Would anyone care? If he was to jump, who would cry? Would anyone acknowledge his death? Everyone wants something from him, the town, even the whole world.

"What else can I do?" Danny cries angrily to himself bidding the world to hear. As he flew back towards Fenton works Danny was checking on Amityville, making sure no new ghost schemes have arose during his short break.

When he eventually returned to his home he would have thought everyone was asleep, if it wasn't for the note on the kitchen table addressed to him.

In the letter the writing was sloppy and terribly rushed; it was his mother's hand writing, albeit messy. The letter read:

Danny,

You father and I have just received a late invite to a ghost hunter's convention in Canada, we are terribly sorry darling that we couldn't wait for you to get back home. yoru father is just packing a few things and I have given Vlad masters a call and asked if you may stay with him until we get back.

I know that you and Vlad don't get along very well but he's our only options and he sounded happy to look after you. Jazz is at college so we couldn't ask her to drop what she was doing. Vlad will pick you up tomorrow morning at about 10 am, be ready. We will be at least a week at the latest and it didn't feel right to leave you all alone.

Be safe son,

All our love,

Mom and Dad.

As Danny finished the letter he felt his heart drop to his stomach. His parents hadn't even waited for him to return home. And Vlad? They got Vlad to look after him? Things couldn't get any worse. He wished he could stay with Sam or tucker but both are out of town for the holidays. Sam's family had dragged her to New York and tuckers family have gone to Alabama for 2 and a half weeks.

The sound of the clock chiming, signalling that it is midnight broke Danny out of his thoughts. he was not looking to forward to tomorrow, or the rest of the week. Why did Vlad agree to look after him? What has he got up his sleeve? Danny shook his head and made his way up to his room and got changes into just a pair of tracksuit pants. Well I guess I'll find out tomorrow Danny thought as he climbed into his rumpled bed.

He thought about the building, was he really thinking of jumping? That was the last thought on his mind before he fell into a dreamless sleep.

Please review? I would really like to know whether I should continue on.