Guys, I do not know what to say other than a thanks…for the reviews/comments. After I read them I sort of wanted to make the 3rd chapter already. Right now, I am trying to think ahead with my imagination. I thought how will it end up but I was cramming up because I was only focusing about the ending and how will I make it happen.

For sure Danny will still be alive, I mean Luke made him alive and he's a doctor. It felt like it's obvious that I placed the doctor there so Danny would survive yet for the hundredth time, I would make this story very interesting as possible and besides this is the first time I got reviews more than 6 or 5 because mostly in my other stories, it would be like 2, 6 and so on. Anyways thank you all! Don't you dare think I'm crying I'm just glad I'm starting this Non-sequel is getting the readers on.

A-10-TION: I EDITED IT!!!

Anyways, hope you enjoy!

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Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom but I own the unfamiliar characters.

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Jazz's POV

The bangs of my orange hair fell out of place. I stared at it for a moment then twirled it with my finger. I sat down in my bed, Indian style. My elbow was resting in my knee and my hand was supporting my relaxed chin. I kept twirling my hair with my other hand over and over again. I felt so useless. No, wait, not useless that isn't the word I was supposed to say. I just feel so worried and scared. My brother is out there cold and maybe…dying. No Jazz! Don't think that would ever happen to your brother. Oh no, what have I done? I mean I should have heard the commotion from down stairs earlier or I should have checked my brother if he was okay. I was just too busy!

My eyes were always darting everywhere and randomly. I felt so frustrated of myself that I don't know what to think anymore. I wanted to save my brother, Danny. He's alone out there in the cold…snowy…night and all alone. I couldn't believe that I'm just sitting around and doing nothing. Lately, I ran away from the living room the minute my mom and dad went to the vehicle or in other words, the RV. They were chasing my brother and they thought he was overshadowed by "Danny Phantom" but they didn't understand that he was actually my brother and he was telling the truth. I never knew that this will happen. I mean, long time ago, I tried to convince him in telling everything about how he got his ghost powers and what he is, a hero.

Danny did it but it seems that they didn't understand at all. Did Danny explain? I hope he did but if he did then my mom would understand. Our mom is a smart woman and she's the one who's doing everything in the house, well, technically making inventions, baking cookies, and she's good in fighting. She usually does that to protect us. Now, she's hurting my brother and her own son. I tried to help Danny when I saw what was going on down stairs. I really tried and it didn't help at all. They didn't understand or they didn't listen to what their daughter has to say.

I let a tear out as I think of what state that Danny is in now. He's broken and hurt and he's lost. I have to find him and help him somehow but what could I do? I'm just a know it all that could just help with my own brain. I help Danny but this situation is very…critical for me. I'm scared and furious and I don't know where Danny is. He could be anywhere. If I were Danny, I would go to Sam's house or Tucker's. I just hope he's somewhere safe and not hurt or unconscious outside where it's cold and dangerous…alright already! I must stop thinking about the possibilities. I have to contact Sam or Tucker before mom and Dad comes back here. I don't know if they found him or not. I just hope not or Danny's…finished.

I got my cell phone that was lying down at the coffee table beside me. I was scared and trembling that I cried. I press down the numbers of Tucker and waited for him to pick up. It rang and rang but didn't pick up yet. Why is Tucker taking so long? Can he just stop whatever he is doing and answer the phone? It's an emergency!

"C'mon Tucker, pick up!" I clenched my fist and held it near my chest. I was worried and impatient. It felt like it was taking a very long time but it was only a few seconds that passed by. "Pick up!" I said so many times and I was playing with my fingers. I said it so many times that I didn't know that someone picked it up already.

"Hello?" I heard someone spoke and suddenly stop what I was ranting on and on. It sounded like Tucker and I tried to calm myself from my crying.

"Tucker, is that you?" I whimpered. I didn't mean to let him hear my cries. I just can't control it that's all. Tucker is a techno geek but he's a teenager and he can understand. I was just scared that Danny isn't here and he's lost and hurt somewhere out there. Why does this have to happen? Why to me and my brother? He's not worth it! He's not worth it. Lord, just give him a chance to survive this. He's just my 14 year old brother and he can't live like this.

"Yeah, it's me, Jazz. What's wrong?" I heard his voice slightly worried about me. It's ok…no, it's not okay. He's worried and I'm worried too. I just can't tell everything and let them worry for themselves but this is for the sake of Danny. He needs help no matter what.

"T-Tucker" I whimpered more and tried to calm myself down so I could explain to Tucker properly. "Is Danny with you?" I asked pleasantly, trying to.

"Well…he's not here with me, Jazz. Why? Is Danny lost or something?" I cried when I just heard that. I am now very worried and I can't think straight. I mustn't be like this I have to be strong for Danny. I have to be strong so I can find Danny. I can't be weak and defenseless or I wouldn't find Danny at all. He wouldn't be around to protect the town and that's for sure. Amity Park would be in mortal danger and what could I do about it? My parents will just spring into action and try to protect the town but soon enough we will be outnumbered and there will be chaos.

"He's sort of…but call me of you see him ok?" I replied to him as fast as I could so I can contact Sam too. I was in a hurry in finding him. Danny shouldn't be far away from Amity Park. Or is he? I saw him flying and told him to get into a safe place. He was flying so fast that he vanished from my vision pretty soon and my parents were chasing him in that time. He may be able to lose mom and dad. Tucker agreed and said his goodbye yet he still held a concern in his voice.

I then pressed the numbers of Sam's phone and waited for her reply or any pick ups. Finally, she got it as soon as possible. "Hello?" I heard her voice very sarcastic as usual.

"Sam, is Danny with you?" I still tried to calm myself down but it has no use yet so I stop calming myself and depend on what I'm going to say.

"No, Jazz! Why? Is Danny hurt?! Lost?! What?" I could hear her voice, so depressed in finding and answer. Sam's voice was different than Tucker's concern ones. Yes, of course, she's a girl but I'm talking about how it really sound like. How her emotion was displayed. She was having intense moment that's for sure.

"He's sort of…but…" I started but was interrupted by Sam.

"Don't give me that 'sort of' know it all! Just tell me the truth!" She was depressed alright. Did she have a fight with her mom or what?

"Sorry Sam. I just don't want you to be like…what you are feeling right now but he's lost ok! Call me if you find him!" I stated to the Goth girl. I could hear her breathing so fast and she was in a fitting rage. She calmed herself down and agreed but asked me "What happened to him?"

I explained to her in summary because I don't have enough time to talk to her because mom and dad may be here in any minute now. I was done with my summary and she told me that she'll try to call me as soon as she saw or find him. I thank her for that and I ended the call. I wiped my tears away from my eyes and thought of how will I find my brother and how could I try to convince my mom and dad that he's not evil and he's really Danny Phantom. I can't do that at the same time. Unless I try my best to convince them and when they are, all of us would find him as soon as possible. This plan may work. Finally, my brain is at good use…yet what if they already found Danny? I have to fix that problem…

I heard a rumbling sound and realized that it was the RV. My mom and dad arrived! Oh no, do they have Danny? Did they hurt him? Did they understand? I went to my widow then face to my left where the front of house is. I saw the RV, I was correct. Enough standing around here, I have to go down and see if they have Danny. I quickly but carefully put my head in my room and then ran to thee door. My vision then changed from my pink room to the dull hallway. It was all pale blue. I ran and ran going down stairs and then I saw the bright colors of the living room.

I saw the door open and then came my dad. He had that sad look in his face. Did he understand that Danny was telling the truth? Or he just lost track of him? He came in and sat down at the couch still making that look and it will never change unless someone cheers him up. I held that worried look and my hands were strangling each other. I was still staring at dad then take noticed at the door as my mom entered. She had that angry face. It was that angry face whenever the ghost gets away. Oh no, Danny is still out there. He's not in Sam's or in Tucker's so he must be lost somewhere out there in Amity…or outside Amity. I winced at that thought. Making myself calm, I looked at mom and asked her.

"Where's Danny?" I could feel my eyebrows still slanting. I'm still worried, darn it! My mom looked at me but her anger is still turned on. "What do you mean 'Where's Danny?' You already saw the ghost boy in his body." My mom pointed outside her red goggles in her hood was flashing with rage. "We should have gotten him already!' She placed her hands at her hips and growled.

"Mom, the ghost boy didn't take over Danny's body! Danny is the ghost boy! Don't you get it?!" I went to my plan and tried to convince them. I can't let this one down. My mom clenched her teeth and her fists, turning away from me and going to the lab. She didn't understand still. What's gotten in her mind already? I stared at where mom stood and then I clench my fists. I was then worried to rage, she just doesn't understand. I tried to convince her lately when they were about to leave and hunt Danny down. I closed my eyes and my eyebrows narrowed and also clenched my fists tighter and brought them to my chest. I was so depressed. This is the situation that I don't want to deal with right now. How can I convince them?

I opened my eyes; they were filled with confidence and determination. I need to do this for Danny. Even though he's lost and not with them, I need to tell them that this is their son that they are hunting down, this is their son that always smiles, their son that is very shy, funny and stubborn at times, and the one who saves us like a hero. I went down stairs to the basement where the lab is and also mom. I see her working on something. I guess she's making a new invention to torture Danny.

I went behind mom, my fists in my side and my eyes were still confident. "Mom, I'm telling the truth even Danny is telling the truth! Danny wasn't overshadowed and he is Danny Phantom!" I stated. My mom was still fixing the invention, thinking that I will notice that she's busy but I don't care! "Mom, listen to me!" She didn't turn around yet I continued "Danny is Danny Phantom!!!!! This is why he has many wounds when he gets home, many detentions that he got from Mr. Lancer, many lateness whenever it's school night and others that were bothering you all this time!" I tried to explain to her as much as I could. It didn't work. Mom wasn't turning or flinching or anything to make me know that she realized what she has done (AN: What Have You Done- Within Temptation…listening to it).

I sighed deeply and held my head. I was gathering too many thoughts to prove the conclusion that Danny is still the same. I felt like I was not making non-sense but I was telling the facts to mom. I wasn't talking to dad because I know he wouldn't get it. I knew mom was so motherly to Danny. She's the one taking care of Danny whenever he is in need. Right now, he is in need and mom isn't there for him. I calmed myself again and explained what I have thought lately.

"Mom" I started slow "There was this accident…" I heard a tool dropped from somewhere, mom stopped what she was doing. I saw her face looking straight and she wasn't moving or no sounds were heard from her work. I closed my eyes and tried to remember what I should say…remember the things that Danny told me. "The ghost portal wasn't working and you somehow gave up, right…? Danny and his friends were spending time in here and one of them convinced him to go inside and check it out then…" I paused for a second and opened my eyes to see mom still not moving from her position. "Danny was very curious too but when he went inside, he accidentally press a button then…" I paused once again and held my breath and let go "…h-he got hit by the g-ghost portal a-and ectoplasm was going into his DNA…" I begin to feel the verge of heat in my eyes. I was crying and imagine the scene. He was hurt and electrocuted by the green lights. I could see the fear in his eyes and his friends. I cried and cried "…he was Danny Phantom, mom…he needs us and he's out there dying!" I said the "D" word and it pains me to say it. My brother can't die but it depends on his life.

I stared at mom and she didn't move a muscle yet. "…Mom?" I asked but no answer. She didn't move and she didn't say anything, just stood there in silence. I only could hear my cries and I only could see my mom's back and her not moving. I was still waiting for an answer. Please mom, Danny needs us…he needs you to be there with him. He always needs you when times get rough. He's just a boy and you're hurting him.

I blinked several times and that's when time continued. Mom moved with her face looking down. "Go to your room, Jazz" I was surprised of what my mother has to say. Does she feel any regret? The mom I knew will always feel regret because of her motherly instincts. She will take care of her children and I know she's the one who has a great mind. I know she's a ghost hunter, which I'm not interested, but she knows great things and has gotten great fighting moves and also her brain is like mine. I'm like her.

"…mom? Please, y-you don't understand…" I reached my hand but I stood at my place. "…Danny…"

"Jasmine, go to your room and sleep!" I saw her turn around and went furious in me. I was shock. Does she care or know? I ran going up stairs, letting my tears fall down. I could hear my mom crying too. I don't know if she understands or not. I passed by the living room and saw dad still with that sad look and facing down with no move or anything like my mom. He doesn't understand either. I ran and ran up stairs until my pink room. I cried and cried and fell to my bed. I knew I just failed Danny. Wherever he is, I wish he's okay. I beg you, God, that he's okay. I can't believe that my parents don't understand. I cried at my pillow and didn't care if it gets wet. I just wished that this didn't happen and I wish Danny is still alive. I wish my mom was back to herself. I knew that she has herself in there and not her ghost hunting self. I know she still cares for Danny and he needed her right now.

Mom

Madison's POV

It took many hours to help the boy. During all that I was waiting for Luke to heal him outside the guest room beside our master's bedroom, feeling so nervous when I was out there. I was still shivering and the coldness outside our house was still calm ever since I left it out there. I would be roaming around the hallway. I would be going around in circles pacing and pacing. I don't even know why I was nervous but I felt even anxious to meet the boy. He was injured and he's sick and I don't know if he would survive and now all I could do is lay my hands on Luke. He could anything for a patient but this time it's a patient that I saved. I just can't help it but to think that the young boy was abused or was hurt by something else. I do not even know what but I wanted to find out.

If the boy survived and was awake by now, I would ask him but I'm scared that if he remembered what happened he might get hurt mentally and emotionally. I do not know the boy that much because I'm not spending time with him yet and he isn't awake. Right now, I stopped my pacing and sat at the comfortable wooden chair that's beside the door that enters to the young boy's room. Luke is still there checking him up and what not but I'm sure they are already wrapping bandages on him. Well, there's only one nurse that Luke woke up and that wouldn't do any harm to her. She seems to be interested in helping the boy yet the others were too busy and some were sleeping already.

Resting my head inside my hands, I leaned forward, worried for the child. I must have appeared depressed, but I needed to know the state of the boy. He was just a child for goodness sake! Hands shacking, I gazed at the door, needing to know if they young boy would survive. I do not know if I should call his parents because he might actually be abused from them so I just have to…wait. I tried to gather my thoughts so I can calm myself down. Suddenly, my dog, Isaiah came to me as I saw him coming out of where the stairs were and approached me. He then placed his head in my lap and making that face as if he was pity for the young boy. Actually, he was trying to comfort me. I brushed the dog's head and looked at him sweetly.

I smiled at Isaiah and he just stay where he was. Suddenly, the door opened from the young boy's room and came out Luke. He held that worry look on his face when he was holding a clipboard and studying it with his eyes. I stood up and Isaiah sat down from where he is and just looked at my husband, he cocked his head like he was making that questioning look.

"Luke" I asked for my husband's attention. He looked up at me still holding that worried face of his "How's he doing? Is he okay?" I have to admit that I really need to know what is happening to the young boy. I mean I found him and what a founder needs to know is that he's alright and everything. I couldn't just leave the young boy out of mind that is just playing weird.

"Well, sweetie…it's…" Luke sighed "it's hard to explain" He finally said it. My mind was about to break out but it felt weird and unexplainable. Yes, Luke looked too worried and that means something horrible happened to him. It couldn't mean that he died. He couldn't. I mean I saw him breathing and he was shivering and he had a…weak heart beat. Wait….maybe he can't survive. Oh no, I might be too late. I clasped my hands together and I nervously rubbed or played my fingers together.

"Luke, I know it I s had but please tell me he's okay" I was in a tense moment and I don't know if I could hold on much longer.

My husband sighed and looked at the clipboard. He seemed to study once again if he was actually correct that he's going to survive or not. "Well…he's severely injured from the looks of it. It feels like he fell from somewhere…maybe from a tall tree and what not. He has scratches and he was in the forest and I think he was attacked by wolves after he fell. I do not know what else could be caused."

My Lord, Luke, don't need to investigate! I have tried to investigate and why does he have to say those things. I'm looking for his conditions not hypothesis and what not! I stared at Luke for a while and made my question very specific. I put down the clipboard that Luke was studying so he can look at me. Yes, he looked at me blankly and I stared at him worriedly.

"Luke, I don't mean conclusions I mean…"I gulped "his conditions"

Luke blinked several times and sighed deeply as if he was depressed too. I know that my husband is capable of helping people with their health but it seems that this patient or problem was different than before or he was shock or something because he hadn't do any of his work or job for many weeks and days. I looked at him as he tried to calm himself down and he brushed his hair from the front to the back making his messy raven hair flutter forward. He looked at his clipboard again and he flipped a paper and as I guess it was the boy's conditions. He studied it again and I was hoping he didn't write the wrong conditions the boy had but there weren't any difficulties due to his straight and serious face. He wasn't panicking or anything.

"Ok Madison" Luke started "The boy's condition is slightly…well…um…how I can explain this...surprising? I mean I haven't done my job for many weeks and today am just coming out already and I haven't…you know, regain knowledge of being a doctor so here it goes." Luke sighed deeply and I inhale air for the nervousness to clam down.

"The boy is not going well but he will survive" Luke said and somehow read a bit of what he noted in his clipboard. He will survive. I can't believe it. "…But his condition is something to know about…yes, he has bruises and wounds in his exposed skin but he has few broken ribs mostly in his right and has a…big gash at his left side of the torso." I widen my eyes as I positioned myself at the boy's point of view. I wouldn't even survive that but this boy did. "We bandaged it up and his gash seems to be fixed a bit but it may hurt when he moves. He has a slice in his chest but not very opened and there's a wound at his upper left arm. The head of the boy seems to have a little…um…cut in there so we bandaged that up it wasn't a big damage. He also has a sprained ankle but only at his left…"

I was silent and I can't believe that the boy managed to survive all of that. I always winced at the injuries that the boy has taken up. It felt like his condition was worst. "Yet…" I looked up and gave full attention at what I didn't know that Luke is going to say "…there's one thing that's bugging the process…there were…there were wounds that looks like he was shot…"

My eyebrow tilted as I stated that I was wondering and curious of what hit the boy I rescued. "Do you know what weapon? I sit a-a-a gun?" I stuttered. Luke shook his head a "no" and said it was something that is invented and contains a green substance. Wait a minute, I…I mean me and Isaiah saw a green substance in the forest. It must have come from the boy.

"I need to research about this green substance…it has been a part of the boy's blood. It has been mixed and with his red blood and maybe even his DNA, of course." Luke placed his clipboard down and stared at me. "I have to get to work and we should take care of him as much as possible. This boy is pretty lucky."

I nodded at his advice and I knew that we are going to take care of him and stay at our house until he is fully healthy and his wounds are perfectly healed. It may take long but this might effect how he would communicate with his parents. I saw Luke smiled and I was reassured and did what he did. "Don't worry, Madison. He's going to be okay…" Yes, I know he's going to be okay but I'm just afraid of how will he get through this without his parents around.

I changed my smile to a worry look again and turned away from Luke. I looked at Isaiah who looks like he's going to sleep. I was thinking of going inside and check the boy but would my husband allow me? I looked at Luke and asked "Could I see him, Luke?"

As I expected, his eyes widen and then he slightly calm down. He then nodded but warned me not to touch him or move him for the boy might feel pain from his sleep. I nodded and promised myself that I wouldn't do anything to hurt the patient. It felt like I was in a hospital but instead we are in our house and it isn't white and it looks like a mansion from the outside. Luke went beside me and gave attention to Isaiah. Luke patted the dog's head to wake him up. The dog sniffed and looked up. Then Luke lead Isaiah to where will he sleep. I, in the other hand, looked at the guest room and then walked to it. I placed my hand it the door knob and turned it and this time no one stopping me.

I pushed the door forward and peeked inside and I see it like a rich person's room. I saw the nurse checking the youngster and will always write something in the clipboard she's holding. I went in slowly and I was noticed. The nurse greeted me and I greeted back. She seems to be a bit sleepy so I told her to go to bed and she did as she was told. I felt like a fool because it's like they were treated servants but I thought it over again and I said to the nurse to sleep. Oh duh, I was concern for her because she's sleepy. She wasn't a servant and she will never be. I stared at the door where the nurse left and then I turned to the boy.

My eyes widen as I saw him lying at the bed peacefully. I went near him and he looks so sweet but when I look at the bandages, I winced as I imagined how it looks like under there. I sat at a nearby chair and looked at the boy's features. There were bandages wrapped around his head and it seems to be thick. Yeah right, Luke, you said that it was a small cut at his head. I think that the blood was trying to get through the wound. I then looked at his arms and his hands that were resting upon his stomach that they were bandaged from the hand to the elbow. There was also a bandage around his upper left arm and it was in one place. The boy was covered with a blanket up to his chest but his arms are out and I can't see the rest of his wounds that were fixed yet I could see that he wasn't wearing his T-shirt and I could see there were bandages around his torso.

I was staring at him with pity and I looked at the window where I could see snow falling. Because of the snow, I found this injured boy at the forest. I saved him. I thank God that he's going to survive. Suddenly I heard the boy shivering and I turned to him. His face was tilted to his left facing me and I saw his whole body shivering. I panicked yet I only held his hand in comfort. I saw his peaceful face turning in pain. I felt the hand I was holding clench into a fist. He was fighting to survive. My panicking has gotten worst and called for help.

"LUKE!!!! Get more blankets!!!! The child is shivering!!!!" Gosh, didn't Luke remember that we shouldn't place thin blankets? It's already winter, can he see that?! I waited for the sound of Luke's footsteps but didn't come. I went panic to my motherly instincts as people and authors say. I let go of the boy's clenching fist and knelt at the bed beside the shaking body. I then carried the boy's shaking body and hugged him for warmth. I even fixed the blankets and wrapped it around his body. He was shivering and in pain. I know I shouldn't touch him but he needs warmth. I know, it was foolish for me to do that and I didn't know I was already feeling pathetic about it. I can't touch him but I hugged him.

"M…Mom!" I heard him trembled and he took much effort to say that. I comforted him as I could with a silent "Shh" and I brushed his hair like a mother always does to her child. I tried to calm him from his shivering but he didn't. It was just too cold for him to handle. I just knew. "…s-so cold…" Why is the blanket so thin? Luke, please think straight…and he's not even wearing a shirt! I warmed him with my gentle hug and my hands rubbing his arms on and on but I do not know if it working. "M-Mom…P-please don't leave me" I shivered despite the temperature I'm getting from his body and the way he was calling me...Mom.

I finally heard footsteps coming from the hallway. I heard the sound of someone barging in the door in a rush. I looked at the door and I saw Luke carrying a thick blanket. "Madison! I told you not to touch the boy!" He said while he ran to me and boy's side. He carefully took the trembling body from me and gently places him back in the bed. He still shivered "M-mom!" He cried out but his voice was still raspy. It's like he's dreaming because his eyes were close shut during…the whole time. I just stared at him blankly. I was thinking of how hard his life is. "Mom" Luke placed the thick blanket over the thin blanket that was already over the boy. He then stopped shivering furiously but slightly. "Mom" He whispered softly as he calmed himself down.

I stared at his painful face turning to peaceful. Then I felt a hand at my left shoulder. "Sweetie" I turned around to see Luke "We need to go to bed" I did what my husband say and turned around to walk towards the door. Luke followed me and he went out first. I went behind him. "It's okay, Madison. The boy will be fine…" He reassured me and I tried to take it in me but it didn't work. What if he is in need? No, what if he needs someone? I peek through the door and saw his face…ever so peaceful. I smiled and turned off the lights then close the door shut. I planned that tomorrow morning I would try and try to take care of him as possible as I could. I just hope that he will wake up.

I don't even know his name yet.

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Hi guys, just tell me if something's wrong with it. I mean I have wrong grammar but many people told me that I'm pretty good in making stories but something's wrong with my grammar and that's all. Then that's the time I always read the dictionary. I wanted to learn a lot of words and know when to use them. But the "wrong grammar" situation kept on going…so please help me and you can give me some fix ups or suggestions in giving details to the story but no more of those things like "You should put a part when all of them do this and that and blah, blah, blah!" No adding things to the story! No, my story! I own the story and no one else should add things in it but I was looking for help or suggestions so think of what you're going to say before you type it!

R&R please!!! "More reviews mean more chapters!" and NO FLAMES!!!!!

This chapter is a little lame for me…. (Shrugs) I don't know. Next chapter is about something else and it is sort of focusing I Amity Park already and the entire heck that is going on there and of course, also more of what happened to Danny!!!

So watch out, Chapter 4 is coming as soon as possible……I think…

-Dawn Gray Manson