Friday

As promised: the unedited version. I'm doing this in one go. If anyone ends up dead, oh well. They weren't important enough to keep alive in this. *shrugs*. Same timeline as the edited chapter.

After school

"FFFEEEEENNNNNN-TTTUUUUURRRRDDDDDD!"

Danny sighed and banged his head against his locker. School had just let out and all he wanted to do was go home and sleep. Why was it sleep eluded him so? He already had his share of pains this week, including nearly getting his hand chopped off by Dash slamming his locker on his hand and now he's back – joy.

"What, Dash?"

"I got a 50 on my math test. Guess who's to blame?"

"You and your lack of study habits?" Danny still hadn't moved his head off his locker but he could almost sense the scowl on Dash's face.

"You're gonna pay, Fenton."

"How so, Ass-ter?" Hey. If Dash is gonna call him names and keep him from going home, he was gonna enjoy this.

Dash cocked back for right-hand punch to the back of Danny's head. He barely saw the reflection of Dash's movements on his locker before he dodged causing Dash's fist to slam into it. Fighting ghosts definitely had its payoffs. He barely noticed the left fist coming for him before it him square in the left cheek. But he didn't flinch. Danny barely felt it. Dash was stunned. The crowd gasped. No one took a Dash Baxter left hook and remained standing but Danny just took it. Dash winced in pain as the jolt of impact was sent up his arm.

"What the hell is that head made out of Fenton?"

"Skin, muscle, bone and nerves." Danny grabbed the arm and pushed Dash away.

"I'm going home." Danny turned to leave only to be grabbed and flung into a locker, then sent careening into the awaiting fist of Kwan. After bouncing off that blow, he was kicked in the mid section by the wide receiver, Chester. Danny double over in slight discomfort. Sure his body was tougher than the average human but damn, when he's off balance…damn.

"What's wrong Fentina? Thought you'd get a clean path home. Not today friend." Dash grabbed him and slammed him into a different set of lockers, choking him.

"Jus'…let….me…go…"Danny gasped in the strong grip. He was turning red.

"Not until this lesson in pain is over."

Danny was on flight or flight mode now and running was not an option. He did the only thing he could, he flashed his eyes green for a split second.

"Huh? The fu…"That was all the confused jock could say before he was kicked clear across the hall into the opposite wall. Danny fell, instinctively grabbed his throat, took in as much air as he could, grabbed his bag bolted for the school stadium. He just had to get out to into the open but not right now. The football team blocked the path and Danny backed up into… an open locker.

Use your surroundings, Fenton. Dodge and CRAP!

He barely saw the fist coming and ducked under it sending the wielder face first into the thin edge of the locker door. Yep, nose broken. Another fist was sent his way but Danny ducked and pushed that dude into the locker. What had he done this time for the entire football team to go after him? Oh, yeah, embarrass their quarterback, or quarter-jerk. Well, when it came to Dash, he was a full-jerk. Ha, football jokes. Danny suddenly realized that he couldn't move.

"Gotcha now, freak." Dash whispered in his ear. Danny saw another fist heading for him, so he stomped on Dash's foot and was released. The fist connected with Dash's face. Yep, full-jerk seemed to fit more and more. It was now or never and Danny took the time to bolt in the confusion.

But it didn't last long. He was soon followed. Great.

Valerie, as the Red Huntress got an alert on her ghost-radar and was hovering over the school. She was sure it was Phantom and if she got it, the Fenton's did too. This was going to be interesting.

Danny kept running, he had to get to open space. This wasn't going to solved in any other way than in a 20+ on 1 fight. Not that he couldn't do it, he fought Pariah Park for crying out loud, he just tired of hitting his head against metal, tile, and drywall. He made it to the bleachers and went underneath them. Hopefully he…

"Come 'ere, freak!"

Crap.

Ok, now he really had no chance. No teachers would help him, his friends were at home and he was just done. He ducked under the poorly thrown fist, waited until the dude did a 180, picked him and slammed him on his back. No more.

Everyone who saw that was silent. Fenton picked up a guy twice his weight, and least, and nearly two feet taller than him effortlessly. Then the football team charged. Typical. Danny smirked. He dodged the first guy, side stepped the second, and swept the feet of the third. He couldn't revel in that too long for he grabbed and brought onto the 5th row of the bleachers and strung between two of the players. Nooo. They started to swing him. No no noooo. He was being swung higher and higher, faster and faster. No no no no no no noooo ffuuuuuuu….

Danny yelled thru the air as he cleared the fence, bounced on the track field, and landed in the grass near one of the team benches. Yeah, his body hurt. The ghost in him begged to take over but Danny only let it heal whatever injuries he sustained from that throw.

Danny got up and dusted himself off, like nothing happened. Now the football team was enraged. Danny had a plan, well sort of and it involved the space under the bleachers.

Valerie's ghost radar activated again and she turned to witness the crowd advancing on a scrawny kid. She flew in closer over head and found that it was Danny that was being chased back to under the bleachers. She wanted to help but couldn't let her secret would be exposed.

Danny faced the team as they charged again. They seemed to not learn. But this time Danny kept up the fight. Faces met fists, heads collided with the support beams of the bleachers. Bodies laid in the dirt and stones. Some had bones snap in places that they weren't supposed to but Danny stood. He had a slight cut under his right eye and a couple of small bruises but nothing major. Wonder where the school police was? Wait, does the school even have security like that? With the crap that Dash and his cronies gets away with, nope.

Where's my bag? Oh yeah. Bleachers. The bastards.

Danny walked up to the row he was thrown from, picked up his bag and walked down to the track field, leaving groaning bodies of the football team behind him.

"FEENNNTTTOONN!"

So Dash was alive. Oh well.

"Where do you think you're going? We still have business. Wait, where's the team?"

Danny pointed to the bleachers and shrugged.

"Haven't seen 'em. What I have seen is a bunch of meat heads who think that they can hit me."

At this point I was debating on whether to lighten up, but I decided that I haven't gone far enough. If you are the under the age of 14 you should probably stop reading. I don't care how 'mature' you are or if you 'can handle it', I'm not getting in trouble for your actions/nightmares. If I am contacted by the law because you decided to act out what is about to take place, remember that I have a copy of this story. I have put the warning here for both of our sakes. You have been warned. In any chance that you are bullied, you first bet is to run to someone in authority and then your parents. There is no shame in it. But in all honesty, fighting won't properly solve things.

Dash, Kwan, and Chester rushed him. Danny readied himself. He caught Chester's fist, twisted the arm, and kicked him away. He ducked under Kwan and back-handed him in the back of his head. Dash put him in a bear hug and Danny instinctively head-butted him. Dash's head hurt. He fell to the floor and was kicked in the back by Chester and Kwan. He arched in pain and let out a grunt. He felt fists strike his face.

"Damn you, Fenton. DAMN YOU!" Dash grunted each word with a blow to the head. Danny fell over, spitting blood out of his mouth. Dash, Kwan, and Chester started to walk away when they heard laughing. They turned around to see Danny getting up wiping his mouth.

"You guys forgot to check the body."

Valerie had to say she was impressed. Shocked, but impressed. Fenton could take blows like that and still get up. Wow.

The Fentons crashed thru the fence of the football field on the far side. They saw the final blows and ran to help the boy getting struck but stopped when he got up. It was Danny.

"Just what the hell are you, Fenton?" Kwan asked.

"Just some kid that none of you can properly take down. Tell me something: do you think you really overpowered me every time you did something to me or did it ever cross your mind that I just let you do it?"

Dash growled.

"No? Wow, you're really sad then."

Dash, Chester and Kwan rushed again. Danny pushed Dash out of the way for, what, the fourth or fifth time? The crowd of students kept silent and watched the brawl in the stands. Teachers finally now joining. Danny caught Chester's kick and beat in his knee, perfectly bending it the wrong way. He threw right hand strikes to the boy's chest, ripping his shirt, drawing blood and flesh from his dark skin. Danny launched the guy into the air and onto his back. Kwan charged Danny and had his fist caught. Danny broke it with a twist. He twisted the arm so know Kwan's back was facing him. He kicked him in the knees and him kneeling. Danny proceeded to kick in the right side of Kwan's ribcage. At this point he didn't care if anyone lived anymore. After about 7 kicks, Danny stood Kwan up, who was coughing up blood and just body slammed him. That sent Kwan flying about 10 feet and he landed face first on the track field.

"Whah… what are you?!"

"You want to know?"
"Tell me."

"You sure?"

"TELL ME" Dash wasn't even sure this was real anymore. Then it happened. Danny changed.

Valerie, the Fenton's, the students and faculty of the school gasped at once.

"You-your Danny Phantom?" The crowd cheered. Paulina squealed.

"Yes Dash, I am."

"But you're a hero."

How the foolish stay that way.

"Yes Dash, I am." Danny changed back. "But you're lesson in pain isn't over."

Dash gulped as Danny walked over to him and decked him in the face over and over and over and over.

"Every day, I lose sleep so I can protect this town so assholes like you can get your rest!" Danny get kicked Dash into the fence near the bleachers. Dash landed in a heap.

Danny moved in.

"Every day, I'm tired, sore, broken for your sake. What do I get out of it? Ridicule, flushings, stuffed into lockers. Phantom get's all the love and adoration. I have to put up with all of it!" dash was flung into a lone team bleacher. His spine almost breaking.

"I'm hunted by ghosts and humans alike. Do I complain, no. But what do I get? Detentions!" Punch.

"Electrocuted by parents inventions." Kick.

"I am hated by a friend because she believes that everything wrong in her life is on me and it's my fault when ghosts attack!" Danny just kept on beating Dash.

"Danny!" Valerie moved in closer to try to calm the boy down.

"Oh lookie here. What do you want Valerie?"

Her secret was now blown.

"Low blow Danny."

"Low blow? LOW BLOW? YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT A LOW BLOW IS UNTIL THE WORLD HAS HATED YOU FOR PROTECTING IT!" Danny kept on striking Dash until blood covered his face. Valerie could only stand there. Everything Danny said was now in her face.

"Son?" Danny turned to face parents.

"No, you stay away from me. Your ghost portal did this. You open it and leave it open having all the ghost we know and love come through. I have to fight them because you can't even seem to realize that there's a ghost living under your roof!"

"Now you watch you.."

"SHUT UP!" Everyone was silent.

"I am tired. I have only 15 hours to sleep to work with. I am hunted and threatened by my friends and family. Have you even helped? Not once. When I come to school, I'm too tired to stay awake because ghosts don't respect my time. I get to school, I get detentions. I pushed around. I get bad grades because no one else can do a half-ass job protecting this damn town!"

He turned to Dash.

"It sucks to have the power you had taken from you doesn't it?"

A barely conscious Dash, nodded.

"Good. If you ever think about threatening me, my friends, or anyone weaker than you, so help me, I will kill you."

Danny got up.

"I'm going home. Don't bother me." Danny noticed that Chester was hobbling towards him, rage in his eyes. Danny rushed him and stopped within inches of him. Chester gasped in fear.

"Down, boy." Danny upper-cutted him and sent him flying.

"Don't wake me until I wake up." Danny left for home not noticing people were waiting for Chester to come back down. Even Valerie lost sight of him.

I'll leave you to imagine how Chester came back down. ;)

This is what happens when I get bored, ppl get hurt. Badly. What to do you think? COmpleted? Yes? No?