Let The Flames Begin
By: Sam
Chapter One
I woke up in a hospital. I have no idea why..
My eyes squinted open. Sunshine splashed through a pair of white curtains that covered a window at my bedside. Curtains I had never seen before.
I immediately sat up and looked around frantically. Everything was white. There was a curtain attached to the wall, so if it was drawn it would circle the perimeter of my bed. There was a small table beside me, atop of it a glass of water, one of those phones you had to hook up to the wall that had that spiral cord connecting to it, a pen and a Mad Libs book. A sink and small bathroom were directly across from her bed, and there was another door leading to a hallway that had people dressed in white running from one room to the next. I looked at myself; there was a cord run through my arm to a machine that took my heartbeat, so the doctors would know if I'm still breathing. I was also wearing one of those tacky hospital dresses that tied in the back.
I still could not understand why I was here. I, Jazz Fenton, had not had an injury since I was 11. What happened???
The door opened slightly, and a nurse stepped in. She saw me looking around frantically and she smiled at me. "Jazz, you're alright!" I looked at her like W.T.F.
"Umm…Where am I and why am I here???" I almost shouted.
She looked confused for a moment, but she shook it off and started talking in a cheerful, excited voice.
"You must've forgotten! This is St. Halloween Hospital, a hospital for ghosts and humans with ghostly wounds. I think you're here after a terrible attack from an evil ghost…Vincent…Victor…He was some sort of evil ghost, I forgot his name…"
I knew who she was talking about right off the bat. "Vlad Plasmius…" My fists clenched together, and that was when I finally knew why I was here, what had really happened.
We were staying at Grandmother Sally's, Danny and I. Grandmother Sally is our mom's mom, and she was one of the bossiest, crankiest women on this galaxy. She had Danny working in her garden with the weed whacker at the time. Meanwhile, I had to wash and put away the dishes while listening to her criticize the way Mom had raised us.
"Why, look at you two, you're a plain mess!" Grandmother Sally cried out. "Daniel is terribly failing math, and that haircut is getting on my last nerve! It shouldn't be covering the boy's eyes! And you, Jasmine, you're posture is ridiculous. When I was young, I broke my back to keep it straight, but you are pitiful!!"
The good thing about Grandmother Sally is that she didn't have good vision or hearing. So I was able to roll my eyes and suck in air at the same time without getting yet another lecture on how young ladies should respect their elders. Which was true, but you can't respect a prune like her anytime of the day.
I was finally drying the last plate when I heard an explosion from outside. My eyes immediately shot up to the window and almost screamed at the sight. Danny was in his ghost form, and he was fighting off Vlad Plasmius.
Vlad Plasmius! Last time I checked, he ran off into outer space and got crushed by an astronaut. So much for happy endings.
Danny was getting creamed. Turned out the weed whacker was infused with ghost DNA, and now it was alive, so it could hurt Danny as much as Vlad could.
"Grandma, I'll be right back!" I was in such a hurry I dropped the plate I was holding, and it shattered in thousands of pieces on the floor, but I didn't care, I started running. I could hear Grandmother Sally shouting out, "Jasmine Fenton, you get back here and fix this plate!!"
Of course I didn't care. I'm not letting my younger brother get killed by a ghost creep over a plate! Besides, I had the Fenton Thermos, and if I could trap Vlad before he did anymore damage to Danny, everything would be okay.
When I got outside, I saw a large gash at Danny's leg. The weed whacker had finally got a hit. Neon green ghost blood was dripping everywhere, by Danny didn't seem to notice it a lot. He was too busy trying to aim plasma-balls at Vlad, who was merely blocking them with his vibrant pink ghost shield.
"Danny! Over here!!" I shouted, jumping up and down. When he looked at me, I threw him the Thermos. He caught it in his hand and faced Vlad, but before he could get it open, the Weed Whacker of Terror sliced it out of his hands. The Thermos fell, and I ran over to get it. However, I didn't pay attention to what was happening behind me.
Vlad had unsurprisingly decided that attacking me would further anger Danny, and so he gathered up his icky hot-pink power. I had turned around, holding the Thermos, before I dropped it to shield myself with my arms.
It felt as if I was standing on the sun and being slashed with glass at the same time. Also, something inside of me felt weird, as if my blood was being mixed with…I don't know, acid? But that didn't concern me at the moment. By the time I had slammed into an oak tree about 10 meters from where I was originally standing , the attack was over, and I was laying there, barely alive and injured greatly. The last thing I heard was Danny screaming my name before I blacked out.
I had finally unclenched my fists, but I had held my fingernails to them too hard, so they were now leaking with blood. The nurse saw this, pulled my hands over, and started to wrap them with a gauze roll she had conveniently kept in her pocket. "Don't do that, you're going to be fine, 'kay?" She looked so cheerful I thought I was going to barf.
"Well, I have to go. If you need anything, press the button on your bedside table," she said, nodding her head to the table with the water, phone, and Mad Libs on it. "Oh, by the way, my name is Candi!" She smiled gleefully, and skipped out of the room. I shuddered. How could she be so happy working in a hospital full of half-dead patients?
I had realized she had took off the heartbeat wire connected to my arm while I was reminiscing in my memories, so I was free to move around. I walked over to the bathroom to get a good look at my damage.
I was heavily scarred and burned on my face. My eyes, nose, ears and mouth weren't damaged badly, but the rest had deep scratches and scabs on it. I looked down at my legs and saw scorch marks that looked like they would remain there forever. My clothes that day could've gotten mostly burned off, so I undid the ties to my hospital gown and let it fall, revealing my powder blue and polka-dotted bra and matching underwear. I gasped. There was a large slash at my stomach, and the area above my breasts looked badly burned. I almost cried at the fact that if I don't heal, I could become a ugly-ass looking cripple. I tied back on my hospital gown, tight enough so no one could see my underwear and skin, but not too tight that it ached. I walked back again to my bed, and my legs almost gave out by the time I sat down. I knew I was going to be here for a while. I wiped the single tear that had run down my cheek, and reached for the phone, hand trembling violently. I wanted to call Danny, I wanted to make sure he was okay after all of that. But I couldn't reach without stretching out my arm, and when I did, I cried out softly of the deep pain. I gave up and caressed my arm at my side. I realized there was a T.V. in the upper corner of the room, suspended by a shelf, and a remote was right next to the glass of water on the table. I started flicking through the channels when I stopped at the news. A woman was doing a report that was also broadcasted the day before. (she said so herself)
"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here to report to you the news I shared yesterday; Vlad Masters, a.k.a Vlad Plasmius is back in Amity Park! We are unsure of his whereabouts, but be careful: he is still the dangerous man we knew a few months ago. While attempting to attack his arch nemesis, the well-known Danny Phantom, he willingly attacked Danny's older sister, Jazz Fenton, who is currently in St Halloween Hospital, the ghost-friendly hospital. Danny is still in one piece and is currently also trying to find the whereabouts of Plasmius. Beware of this man once again! Back to you, Chet U. Betcha."
I flicked off the station, ending up at Cartoon Network. I couldn't hear once again about what happened to me. The only thing I was happy about is that Danny is okay, and so are my parents, most likely. I didn't want to cry anymore, but tears found a way out from under my closed eyes and rolled down my face. I didn't make a single sound, but I let them fall. I had let Danny down, I knew that much. I should've snuck up behind Vlad and trapped him in the Thermos myself. This was all my fault.
The door creaked open again, but I didn't open my eyes to find out who it was. I felt someone sit next to me on the bed, and that's when I opened my eyes and looked.
It was Danny. He was holding a bunch of blue tulips, my favorite flower. He looked worried, and he wiped the tears from my face. "Jazz…I'm so sorry…" I couldn't take it, I hugged him deeply. He was alive, and this was all I needed to prove it. T.V. lies a lot, but this was real. "I…I'm sorry too…I should've…trapped him in the Thermos myself…"
"Jazz, this is nowhere near your fault, you saved me…" he said, hugging back. He loosened up, knowing that it must've hurt me, but I didn't care about the pain. When we broke apart, I saw Mom and Dad at the door. Mom started crying the moment she looked at me, and they both ran over and hugged me.
I didn't care for anything else at the moment. All I needed was them. When Mom and Dad hugged me, I knew that this suffering would end soon.
