So here's the second chapter. Hope all of you guys are enjoying it. I'll try to update every Sunday. No all the story is going to be in Sam's pov I just thought it would fit better. The next chapter will be in Danny's pov.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Danny Phantom.
Chapter two
Sam pov
After three months of begging my mother I was finally able to stay at Danny and Jazz's house for a sleepover. Tucker's parents had let him over the first time he asked so he had already been going over every once and awhile. Today we finally would get to hang out together without anyone left behind.
When my car pulled up to their house my mother almost pulled me right back in and would have drove off, promising never to let me near them again. On top of their red bricked house sat something that looked a lot like an alien spaceship. Thankfully Mrs. Fenton had seen the car pull in and had ran out to greet us. She smiled and waved, holding her hand for my mom to shake, which she did.
My mom smiled through you could tell it was fake "You must be Mrs. Fenton."
Mrs. Fenton nodded then held up a finger for us to wait. She then put her fingers to her lips and let out whistle which was really loud. Soon Jazz came running out the door.
"Sam! Your here." She hugged me then seemed to notice my mom. "Oh, hi Mrs. Manson."
My mom smiled "Hello, Jazz Is it?"
"Yeah"
"Nice to meet you both. So what time do I need to pick her up?" Mom asked Mrs. Fenton
did some hand motions.
"Mom said after dinner maybe 5 or 6? If that's ok with you?" Jazz translated for her mom.
Mom stared in shock "Your mothers Deaf?"
Jazz nodded "Yeah, but she can read lips. Come on Sam, let's go play." She then grabbed my arm pulling me to the house.
"Bye mom!" I shouted
As soon as you step inside the living room was to the right and the kitchen to the left with the stairs upstairs right in front of the door. Jazz dragged me upstairs and pulled me into her bedroom, which was to the right.
"Where are the boys?" I asked
"Danny went with Daddy to get Tucker. They'll be back in a little bit. What'd want to do until then?"
I shrugged "What do you usually do?"
"Well I usually practice reading or help Danny or my parents with stuff. Or I play what Danny wants to. Or watch TV."
"Let's watch TV. I don't want to start a game and then have to catch the boys up on what's going on."
Jazz put on the Flintstones.
It didn't take long for the boys to get back. Mr. Fenton came in carrying Danny while Tucker followed from behind.
"Dad, my feet hurt can I please take off my shoes?" Danny begged
"You know the rules Danny." His dad answered sitting Danny down on the couch next to Jazz.
"What about the goggles?"
Mr. Fenton sighed "Your mom and I will think about it."
"Fine" mumbled Danny as he sank down on the couch.
Mr. Fenton smiled "You kids have fun." And with that he left the room.
"Why don't you guys go upstairs to my room, Danny and I will be up there in a little bit."
Shrugging it off Tucker and I went upstairs. Knowing Danny would probably be awhile we sat on the floor and started looking through some of the toys present. When Jazz and Danny finally walked in the room Danny looked nervous while Jazz had goggles in her hands, two pairs to be exact.
"What are those for?" Tucker asked "Are we going swimming? Because I didn't bring my swim shorts."
"No, these are for something else, but you got to promise to never tell anyone else about this, ok?"
"About what?" I asked
"We want to show you something but you can't freak out. It's a little scary but you won't get hurt. I promise." Danny said
"Well now I am getting scared. What are you two talking about?"
Jazz held up the goggles "These will allow you to see ghost. My parents made them so they could help Danny." she handed us the goggles.
"So they could help Danny?" I asked
"Yeah" Jazz answered not really answering my unspoken question. How does seeing ghosts help Danny?
Giving a glance at each other Tucker and I shrugged then put on the goggles. Nothing changed; the world looked the same.
"I don't get it. What's supposed to happen?" I asked
Jazz and Danny frowned.
"You mean you can't see Cujo?" Danny asked
"Who?" Tucker and I both asked
"Maybe they're broke?" Jazz suggested
Danny pointed toward his feet ignoring his sister "Cujo's my puppy… he's also a ghost."
Tucker and I followed his finger to find a green puppy staring back at us. Tucker let out a little shout of alarm while I stared in shock. At Tucker's shout Danny sat down next to the dog and pulled him in his arms as if we would hurt the dog if he didn't protect him. I couldn't believe this. There was no way a little green ghost dog was actually right in front of me. In doubt I lifted the goggles to my forehead watching as the dog disappeared from my sight. I then pulled them over my eye, the dog reappeared. I ended up repeating this at least six more times before Jazz spoke.
"You won't be able to see him without the goggles."
"Can you see him?" Tucker asked finally convinced that the dog wasn't going to attack him.
Jazz shook her head "Not without the goggles, only Danny can."
"Why only you?" I asked a little jealous that he got powers and I didn't.
"I don't know. I was just born able to see them."
"Lucky"
"Not really. I get nightmares of the people I see a lot. Not all of them are as nice as Cujo. Some are really mean and hurt me; that's why I gots all these bruises and scratches." Danny explained showing his arms and legs.
No wonder Danny acts scared all the time, ghost could attack him at any time and he'd just look silly to everyone else. All his screams and jumps suddenly made since. He could be getting hurt and all others think is he's a weirdo freak.
"You guys still want to be friends right? That didn't freak you out too much did it?" Danny asked.
"Of course we do! What kind of friends would we be if this scared us away?" I told him
"Tucker?" Jazz asked
I looked behind me to see Tucker still staring at the little ghost dog. He had a look of fear plastered on his face.
"Will ghosts try to hurt us now that we can see them?" He managed to mumble out.
"I don't think so" Jazz answered unsure "They've never hurt me and I wear them a lot."
"Besides I won't let them hurt you guys if they tried." Danny promised finally getting up from petting the ghost dog.
"Thanks Danny, but no offense I don't see you as the type who can fight ghost. Besides can you even fight ghost?" Tucker asked
"Actually our parents made weapons that work on ghost and there are household items that work on them, like salt. Salt trap them." Jazz jumped in to answer
"Salt?" I asked tilting my head to the side.
"Yeah, a lot of it and besides I have my own way that work." Danny added crossing his arms like an offerened two year old.
"Oh yeah? And what way is that?" I asked thinking he was just saying that to seem cool.
Danny blushed "I can't tell you."
"Maybe we can?" Jazz suggested
"What! Jazz, we already told them something we weren't supposed to! What if we get in trouble?"
"If Mom and Dad don't know we won't get in trouble." she turned to us "You won't tell anyone, right?
"Of course not friends keep secrets for each other." I said without hesitation
At this point Danny looked panicked. He was frantically looking between us, until finally staying on the corner of the room, all the color in his face drained.
"Danny?" Jazz asked taking Tuck's goggles and putting them on to look at the corner as well. Immediately her eyes went wide. The twins were frozen in place and me being me wanted to know why. Quickly I put on my goggles as well to find a ghost in the corner. He looked like a biker man but was a machine. He stood at about 6 foot from his black boots to his flaming green mohawk, at least 2 feet taller than us.
"Guys what is it?" Tuck asked making us all jump. We had forgot that he couldn't see the ghost.
Danny was the first to snap out of it. "It's nothing." He instructed "You guys just go downstairs, get my parents."
"Why?" Tuck asked still not understanding.
"Just go and be fast, please."
"But wh-" Tucker started but was cut off by the ghost charging right for us. Of course Tuck didn't see this, no it wasn't the ghost the cut him off it was the sudden force the pushed us all, minus Danny, out the door. Tuck and I were stuck in shock. What the hell was going on? Jazz on the other hand was up as soon as she landed and ran straight back to the door but it closed and locked before she could reach it. Nevertheless she banged on the door, begging Danny to let her in. All that was heard from the other side was crashes, bangs and thuds.
After far too long Mr. Fenton came running up the stairs "What's going on up here? Everyone ok?"
"Dad! There's a ghost it's got Danny!" Jazz screamed
"Stand back." He commanded as he pulled out his own pair of goggles then kicked the door down.
I was able to catch a glance in the room, the ghost was holding Danny by the neck off the ground. That's when someone from behind me lifted me up and carried me down stairs. Jazz and Tuck were on either side on me. Turns out Mrs. Fenton had been the one to carry me. She made us sit on the couch then rushed back up stairs. I was so shocked I didn't know what to do or if I could do anything. So I took the goggles off and decided to wait, surly the adults have it handled.
After what seemed like hours the rest of the Fenton came down from the room, Danny was passed out and being carried by his Mom. His ever present shoes and gloves were missing. Mr. Fenton following close behined carried a glowing green shoebox sized box. Mrs. Fenton layed Danny down on the recliner reclining it back so he could lay down. As I looked closer I could see Danny was covered in more bruises and had blood running down his mouth as well as his nose.
"Is he going to be ok?" Jazz asked already at her brothers side.
Mrs. Fenton gave her a weak smile while moving Danny's hair out of his face. Mr. Fenton soon came back with wipes to clean Danny's face.
"H-how often does this happen?" Tuck asked on the verge of tears.
As if only now realizing Tuck and I were still here Mrs. Fenton started moving her hand in shapes I can only guess to be signs. Mr. Fenton took pity on us.
"What my wife is trying to say is were sorry that you kids had to see that. We were hoping something like this could be avoided. We'll call your parents to come pick you up."
"We can't stay?" I asked jumping to my feet. I'm not the kind of friend who leaves while their friend is hurt.
This seemed to shock everyone in the room. "You want to stay?" Mr. Fenton asked
"Of course. Danny's my friend I want to know if he's ok"
"And what happened to him?" Tuck added
The Fentons looked to each other as if having a silent conversation between them.
Mr. Fenton sighed "If we tell you, you must promise never to repeat it to a soul. Not just for your safety but for Danny's as well."
"We promise"
"Danny and I already told them, Dad. They know he can see ghosts." Jazz spoke up "I know we weren't supposed to. It was my idea. I'm sorry."
Mrs. Fenton did some hands signs to which Mr. Fenton replied "You're right we should let Danny tell them." He looked to us "You probably wouldn't believe us if he didn't show you anyway."
"Well, what do we do while we wait for him to wake up?" Tuck asked while pushing his glasses up on his nose.
"Assuming you want to stay I could teach you some signs? If your going to be visiting here a lot then it's best you learn some signs so you can talk with my Mom." Jazz suggested
"Sounds good to me. Learning sign will also allow us to 'talk' while the teachers talking and have more private conversations at school." Tuck explained
"How long will it take for Danny to wake up?" I asked "I'm not very good at the whole waiting thing."
"It shouldn't take long, he has a pretty quick recovery time." Mr. Fenton explained herding us into the kitchen.
"How often does this happen?" I asked repeating Tucker earlier question
Mr. Fenton ever lasting smile dropped a little "More than I'd like." he sadly confessed.
Well, there's Chapter two, hope you all liked it. Please feel free to review and tell me what you think. Also ask any questions you'd like.