Complicated Mess
A Danny Phantom Story
Disclaimer on the first chapter
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Thanks so much to my awesome reviewers: KARASU25, cordria, FantomoDrako, Emily, and hikarisailorcat! You guys are the best, and I am so thankful for your reviews! This chapter is dedicated to you!
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Please forgive me for randomly changing tenses in this chapter alone...I just didn't think it was as good when it was past tense. Hope it doesn't bug you to death...
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Chapter Three
Danny's POV:
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I don't even know how it happened, or why. It just kind of took over my mind and left me in so much shock that I couldn't even say anything. Not even Jazz could talk reason to me, or try to tell me that it wasn't true. But it is. I know it is.
I completely separated Phantom from myself. We have the same personality, the same memories, the same drive…but we're two different beings. We're not the same anymore.
When I realized this, I didn't want to believe it at first. It was just me, split in two. It's happened before. Right? But the thought wouldn't stop nagging me. Somehow, this was different. It was just like Dani. She's like my clone, or something like that. She's me, but she's a totally different person. And that's what I did to Phantom. My Dad was absolutely right when he said that the Ghost Catcher would separate a ghost from his powers. It did that completely. Now I'm just Danny. And he's…..he's trapped like an animal in a cage downstairs.
I can't even get my brain to work. All I can think about it him. What have I done to him? What have I done to myself? This is all my fault! I'm not even listening to Mom and Dad argue with Jazz about it. I can only bury my face in my hands and groan. How can I tell them that Phantom is not evil? How can I prove it? Is there even a way? And why didn't I tell them before about my powers? This would never have happened if I had! So much for a fun night of getting rid of my boredom. The fun part is nonexistent now. The boredom is definitely replaced with horror. Now what am I supposed to do?
"Mom, Dad, listen to me!" I yell. Everyone stops talking to look at me, surprised by my outburst. I look at them angrily, knowing that if I still had my powers, my eyes would be flashing green right now. "Listen," I hiss, clenching my hands into fists. "Phantom is not evil. And if you even think of doing any kind of experiment on him, then you better be prepared to do it to me too!"
"Danny!" Mom exclaims. "Don't be ridiculous! He's a ghost, and he's making you believe lies! He's probably overshadowed you!
My lips twitch in an attempt to hide a smile. No, not overshadowed, necessarily. It's much more complicated than that. "No Mom, I'm not tricked. I know very well that Phantom is not an evil ghost. He's the hero of this town, and if you try to hurt him then you'll be hurting me too. I wont let you experiment on him!"
Mom stands up, an angry expression on her face. I know she's going to punish me. "Danny, go to your room right now! And don't leave until I say so!" She points toward my room, giving me the Mother Look that I can't ignore. I can't fight against it. When she gives me that look, she wins. No questions asked.
But I can't give up here. "Mom," I beg, clenching my teeth. "I can't sit by and let you hurt my friend. I can't and I wont. Please don't make me go to my room! I have to…"
"Daniel James Fenton," Mom yells, absolutely furious with me, "you should not talk back! I am your Mother, and I know what's best for you. I am giving you an order, and if you don't follow it, you will regret it!"
I cringe and pull back into the couch, scared. I'm not scared of her, that she will hurt me. She loves me, and she couldn't and wouldn't. It's not like that. But I am scared of what she's going to do. I know that I've lost, that I can't say anything to change my mind. And I'm scared of how extreme my solitary confinement is going to be. If I get locked up in my room, I wont have any ghost powers to help me out. And Phantom…he wont stand a chance. So all I can do is shiver as I stare up at her helplessly. There are tears trying to escape from my icy-blue eyes, but I'm trying hard not to let them.
Mom has won. I have to go upstairs, and there's nothing I can say to make her back down. All I can do is hope that she listened to me, and that she listens to Jazz. Slowly, I stand up and head for my room. I stop when I reach the stairs, and turn around to face her. "Don't hurt him," I plead angrily, the tears finally breaking lose from my eyes. "Please Mom…you don't understand. He's not an evil ghost. He's my friend. He just wants to protect us." I turn and run up the stairs, not even noticing the expression on my Mom's face. If I had, I would have noticed a look of déjà vu. But I can't think about it as I hurry down the hall, throwing myself into my clean room that Phantom helped me clean, and end up with my face in my arms on the floor. I'm so angry...so upset...so scared...And now there's nothing I can do. I don't have my ghost powers anymore, all thanks to a stupid whim I knew was a bad idea to begin with. So why did I do it? I still don't know. I guess it's because I really am stupid sometimes.
My body trembles as wave after wave of horrific thoughts make themselves known in my mind. Mom and Dad are going to experiment on him. I couldn't reach my Mom and stop her. It's all up to Jazz now. And there's nothing I can do. Those thoughts are tormenting me, and all I can think about is him.
He's Phantom. He's me. How can I live without him?
"Please…." I whisper into my arms. "Don't hurt him. Don't hurt…..me."
My eyes close, and I feel myself slip into a zoned-out semi-consciousness, the only thing I can do to keep myself from picturing all the horrible tests that can be done on my poor ghost half…tearing him apart molecule by molecule. I hope my mind stops thinking. My shudders are getting worse.
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Yeah it's short...and sorry its so angsty.
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--Rika195
