Alright. Here ya go. The first real chapter to this monstrosity.
PhantomAL
Chapter 1
Welcome to Hell
It all started one night. It was a cool autumn night, the leaves rustling against the wind. It was a perfect night for peeping toms. Yes, a peeping tom was sitting on a branch of a tree, clutching a bottle of wine. The man was fat, ugly, and a BIG pervert.
"Heh heh heh" he chuckled. "Another night, another woman. I feel like Deuce Bigalow."
He saw the woman come into the driveway out of her car with her 9 year-old-son who was in boy scouts. They had just came back from a scout/parent meeting.
"Right on time" the fat pervert said, glancing at his watch.
The mom went upstairs to her room to change into her pajamas. Thus making the perv very excited. Right when she was about to take off her shirt, the boy came into the room.
"Damn it!" the perv said. He got out his cell-phone and called up the house phone. The boy answered it.
"Hello?" the boy asked.
"Hello, Scotty" the pervert said. "Why don't you leave the room for a minute?"
"Who is this?" the boy said.
"This is a big bird who wants to see more of mommy" the perv said.
The boy and the mother looked out of the window, which turned out to be open. The fat guy then looked worried and started flailing his arms up and down and cawing like a crow. The boy then used his slingshot he had in his pocket to shoot a marble at the man. The marble made him slip off the tree branch he was sitting on and he fell on the ground…on his neck. Goodbye, pervert.
The perv then was spiraling down through a vortex of fire and loud heavy metal rock music. The man then fell through a large portal that other people were falling through every second. Needless to say, the man was scared. He saw a pale-white man with a bald head, a long black cloak, and a large pointy scythe. This man was the Grim Reaper.
"Where am I?" the man asked.
"Hey" the Reaper said. "Aren't you that horny guy who was trying to be a bird?"
"Uh, yes" the man said. "Yes I am"
"Well now you're gonna see what a horny bird really looks like…IN HELL!"
A crow then came out of nowhere and started to hump the guy's leg. Then another crow. And another, and another, and another. Until the guy was nothing but one large cawing blob. He started to scream and run away.
Hell was an impossibly large fiery kingdom filled with pain, suffering, and endless rock music. And in the middle of the kingdom stood a large black castle. And the balcony room of the castle belonged to a devil named AL. (A/N: I just HAD to put myself into this thing!).
AL was a 5 foot 7 inch tall devil. He looked to be 13, but in reality he was 13,000 years old. He had messy, somewhat curly, blonde hair. He had slightly pale skin and blue-ish green eyes. He was wearing a long black cloak with a few minor alterations: i.e.: it was a little ragged near the very bottom of it, and on the top right corner of the chest area of the cloak, there was a patch that had the Anarchy symbol. However, the Anarchy symbol had an "L" on the top-right corner of the patch, making it the
AL-archy symbol.
AL's room was just covered head to toe with posters of famous rock musicians. From Aerosmith, AC/DC, Bon Jovi, Jimi Hendrix, Metallica, Oingo Boingo, Ozzy Osbourne, Green Day, My Chemical Romance, and more. And in AL's hands clutched a pitch black left-handed guitar. He was currently playing on his guitar "Hell Ain't A Bad Place to Be" by AC/DC. The guitar was hooked up to 2 extremely large amplifiers that played music all around the regions of Hell. In his eyes, and in the eyes of many a demon, even some people, he was providing a service for Hell.
Now, AL wasn't a bad devil. He was actually a pretty nice guy. He just wanted to get his job done to please his teachers at school, like it or not. It's just that he really didn't have all the powers a devil usually had. You see, his father was a devil, and his mom was a human, thus making him half-devil.
Just then a fat devil with large horns came into the room.
"Hey, AL" he said.
"Hey, Jimmy" AL said. "What's up?"
"Nothing much" he said. "Except for the fact that YOU'RE LATE FOR WORK!"
"Oh, SHIT!" AL yelled. "Thanks for reminding me, Jim"
AL grabbed his guitar and stuffed it in his case. He strapped the guitar to his back and ran outside to the bike rack. His bike was a completely black hover- bike that spit flames out of the handlebars. He jumped on the bike and sped off to work.
"Work" was a large building that was always on fire. AL parked his bike in the back, which was his assigned spot. You see, he wasn't liked very much by the fellow devils and demons. He had a reputation of being a nice guy, which made him an outcast to many.
He got into work and sat down at his desk. He started to hum "Just Another Day" by Oingo Boingo and began working. He logged onto his computer, password: THUNDERSTRUCK. From his computer he could monitor Earth and everything happening on it. But every demon was assigned a different part of the world. And AL got the most boring, unpleasant, and disgusting state in the world: New Jersey.
However, these days AL was looking at a very interesting part of New Jersey: Amity Park. Around these parts strange things were happening. Usually these things were happening around a 15 year old boy listed as Daniel Fenton. AL studied this boy. He could fly, walk through walls, overshadow people, and multiply himself. After all, this WAS Danny Phantom he was watching.
"This guy" AL said. "Is cool"
"Hey, AL!" a voice from behind said. AL turned around and saw a man who looked to be in his late twenties. He had shaggy blonde hair, a black over coat on, and black pants and boots on.
"Hey, Loki" AL said. "How's it going?"
"Doing good" he said. "I'm just exhausted from a long night out on the job. You know what they say…"
"Mass genocide is the most exhausting task someone can partake in…" AL said.
"…next to soccer" Loki finished. "So I got the paper you wanted"
"Thanks man" AL said, taking the paper. It was the Amity Park Times: Thursday Edition. AL flipped to the ghost sightings page.
"What is with you and this sudden interest in ghosts?" Loki asked.
"I don't know" AL said. "But if I could get out of here and to Earth, I might be able to help this Phantom kid. No one knows more about the undead than me."
"True that" Loki said. "But don't count on it. The last time I got out of hell, the boss and I were sent back in 4 days by 2 stoners, a woman, and the 13th apostle. Ah, but I'm not complaining. I kinda missed the warmth down here.
Just then, a booming voice came over the loudspeaker.
"WILL AL COME TO MY OFFICE NOW!" the voice said.
"Oh man" I said. "The boss"
"Don't worry, AL" It's not like he can just fire you"
"You're right" AL said. "What's the worst that could happen?"
Coming Soon:
Chapter 2:
"The Worst That Could Happen"
PHEW! I got it done. Now read and review, PLEASE! NOW!
PhantomAL
