Yo guys! Sorry it took me so long to update. School had been crazy and I had play practices til like 6:30 every night. Now that school's over with I should be able to update more often, but I can't promise exact dates. Plus I had extreme writer's block and this sounded like a piece of crap to me... Thank Areku for spamming me to post and my cousin for editing it! Anyways, here it is!
Disclaimer: Dude... 14 year old girl. Of course I don't own Danny Phantom...
Sam pulled her laptop from her bag. She opened up a video chat and as boy's face popped up onto the screen. The boy smiled and spoke, "Hey Sam. How's the trip to Japan?"
"It's pretty good so far. I managed to avoid my parents for a while, but I ended up getting lost in the woods," she said.
Tucker raised his eyebrows. "Wait a second! You're admitting you got lost in the woods!?"
Sam rolled her eyes. "Yeah, and if you tell anyone, you'll find all your precious PDAs given to Klemper," she said with a smirk.
Tucker's eyes widened and he clutched his device prospectively. "You wouldn't..."
Sam smiled evilly. "You know I would," she said.
"You monster," Tucker muttered before whispering soothing phrases to his electronic. Sam rolled her eyes.
"Speaking of Klemper, how's the ghost activity around town?" She asked.
Tucker stopped talking to his "baby." "It's actually been pretty quiet. The box ghost got out a couple times, but Valerie chased him back to the ghost zone in no time," he said.
Sam nodded. "And the Fentons' kid?"
Tucker shook his head. "No changes." Sam sighed. The Fenton kid was a mystery to much of the school. When he was little, something happened that sent him into a coma. Nobody knew what he looked like or what his name was because of this. The hospital wouldn't even let anyone besides his family come to visit him. The Fentons were good friends of Tucker and Sam, always letting them borrow weapons for ghost fighting, but when the two mentioned the boy, the family holed up and stopped talking.
Sam shook her head. "Anyways, I need you to look up something," Sam said. She heard the clacking of keys and a couple clicks of a mouse.
"All right. What do you need?"
"Look up 'the spirits of the Deep Forest'," she said.
Tucker blinked. "Why would you want me to..." He trailed off. "Sam, what happened?"
She waved her hand in an I'll-tell-you-later manner. "Look it up first, and then I'll talk."
Tucker grumbled a couple things under his breath and started typing. After a couple of antagonizing slow minutes, at least to Sam they were, Tucker found something. "Ok, it says here that the spirits are pretty much the equivalent to our ghosts except they tend to stay in their forests. There's not really much on it. They tend to harm any people that stay in the forest for too long. Most people have managed to get out before that, but some were not so lucky," he said scrolling through the article.
Sam scrunched her eyebrows together in thought. "Does it have anything about a boy in a ninja outfit?"
Tucker raised his eyebrows. "Why?" She glared.
He put his hands up in surrender. "Ok, ok, don't kill me!" He scrolled some more. "Um, yeah. It does actually say something about that. About 9 years ago a small boy was seen running through the forest seemingly playing tag with a couple of the spirits. A few years later the same boy but a little grown was practicing swordplay. In more recent times, the boy is dressed in a ninja suit and there are several accounts of the boy leading lost travelers out of the woods before the spirits can get them," Tucker read. "Wait... when you got lost did you meet him?" Sam sighed and nodded. Tucker leaned forward. "What was he like?" He asked curiously.
Sam thought back to that short time she was with the mysterious boy. "He was kinda cold. He knew I was there the whole time, but he didn't help until the spirits were ready to do something to me. He had more of a the-only-reason-I'm-saving-you-is-because-I-don't-want-to-listen-to-your-screams-as-the-spirits-rip-you-to-pieces type of attitude," she said.
Tucker blinked. "So he spoke to you." Sam nodded. "English?" Another nod, and Sam noticed something. She was in Japan, yet the boy had spoken with a flawless American accent.
"How could he have spoken English if he's lived in Japan as long as that site says?" She asked the techno geek. More scrolling.
"Spirits can learn a language after hearing if for a bit. I guess if you were talking while in that forest he picked up on English," he said. Sam nodded. It made sense. Then Tucker's mom called from off screen. "Hey Sam, I gotta go. Mom's made meatloaf!" he disappeared from the screen.
Sam gagged. "How he can eat that trash is unknown to me," she mumbled. She changed into some pajamas and climbed into her bed. She let her mind slip towards the mysterious boy she had met. 'Just who are you?' she wondered before drifting off to sleep.
The morning met Sam with overly bright light and overly cheerful parents. She pulled the covers over her head and grumbled to herself, "I'm a creature of the night forever doomed to a family of morning people."
"Sammy-kins! Time to get up now!" her mother cheered ripping the covers from Sam's grip. Despite being a pansy, her mom had some strong arms from doing this every morning of Sam's life. Sam groaned. She slowly sat up.
"What?" she growled. Her mother held up a monstrosity of pink ribbons and frills. "Time to get ready! We're going shopping today!" she cheered. Sam cringed at he thought.
"Uhhh….no." She took out a pair of scissors and a can of black spray paint and did a "little" bit of "remodeling" to the dress. Very soon, she was met with something that fit her tastes quite well. Her mom made a face. Sam smiled proudly. They stood in a glare-off for about three minutes before her mom backed down and stormed out of the room. Sam watched smugly. Looks like she got out of shopping. She climbed out of bed and pulled on her average outfit. Grabbing an apple on her way out, she headed off to the woods. She was going to figure out who that boy was, even if it meant getting lost again.
Well there you go! Tell me what you think!