Someone had tried to assassinate the Senator, but they'd nearly taken him out instead.
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Assassin
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AMITY PARK CITY HALL
1:22 PM
He felt something warm trickle down his face. He tenderly touched it, and when he drew his hand back, they were tainted with blood. The whole side of his face seemed to sting, but he was sure he hadn't been shot.
It all seemed to happen in slow motion, but in reality, it happed in about five seconds. Time seemed to speed up again, and the screams he took to be background noise before was now amplified.
"DANNY!" Cried his mom seeing him first. The rest of his family whirled around to see him on the ground, his face bleeding, and gasped.
"I'm fine mom!" The screams nearly drowned him out. "Get out of here! It's not safe!" Jack seemed to kick into gear, and grabbed Jazz and started to usher her out. His mom tried to help him up, but he ignored her, and rolled over to his stomach and quickly jumped to his feet, searching the crowd.
"Go mom!" He yelled, and then he took off into the chaos, despite his mom's protests. Going intangible and invisible, he was able to just walk through most of the swarm. He finally found her, elbowing her way up crowd, trying to get back towards the stage.
"Get—out—of—my—WAY!" Sam yelled as he approached her. "My friend is up there!"
"Sam!" He exclaimed, appearing in front of her. She jumped. "Take my hand!"
Without hesitation, she did, and he swiftly turned them invisible and intangible and took off into the air and out of the building.
"Danny! What happened to your face?!" Sam shrieked worriedly over the wind as he dove towards the ground.
"I'm fine Sam," he assured her. He slowed and gently touched down, letting go of her hand. Sam's pale face swam back into view. Danny let his invisibility go too. "It's just a scratch." Sam grabbed his chin, and lifted it, looking at the wound.
She let out a sigh of relief. "Just a few splinters. What happened in there?" She asked.
"I don't know, but I'm about to find out." He paused. "I'm going back in."
Sam nodded slowly, her biting her lower lip. "Okay. Just be careful," she warned.
Danny smirked, "I always am," he replied, and took off into the air and back into the building. Most of the people had escaped by then, and security swamped the area. Danny turned invisible, not wanting to cause any more panic, and started looking.
He couldn't find anything. The police had no suspects, and Danny's ghost sense didn't go off. Whoever tried to shoot the Senator was gone now, and left no evidence of ever having been there behind, except for the two gunshots embedded into the wall.
After a good thirty minutes of searching, he seemed to remember his parents. They were probably worried sick. He sighed. Reluctantly, he turned his back on the crime scene, and quickly flew home. He decided that since there wasn't a ghost involved, it wasn't his business anyways.
FENTON WORKS
1:38pm
"Mom, it was just a few splinters… it doesn't even hurt," Danny rolled his eyes as his mother fussed over him at the kitchen table.
"Just because we got the splinters out, doesn't mean it won't get infected," Maddie scolded softly, and knelt down in front of him with two bottles. "Just put some of this anti-bacterial cream and spray this disinfectant, and we'll bandage you right up, kay honey? Then I'll leave you alone."
Danny, disgruntled, did as she asked. After they were done, she stood up and kissed the top of his head ("Aww gross mom!"), and went to go make him some "get better" cookies.
This, he decided, was another reason he would never tell her he actually got himself hurt a lot more on a daily basis. Besides bringing up awkward questions, he wouldn't be able to put up with her newly acquired over-protective mood much longer.
Danny checked his cell phone to see he had two missed calls… one from Tucker and one from Sam. He crossed into the living room with thoughts of calling them back until he heard the TV.
His dad seemed to be frozen sitting on the couch, his hand stretched out and his thumb hovering over the channel button. Surprisingly, he stopped on a news channel.
Danny turned to watch Tiffany Snow looking seriously at the camera. "— what police are calling an assassination attempt on newly appointed Senator Peterson, but our crew has found some interesting developments. We'll once again play the clip, but in slow motion."
The screen switched from a knowing nod from Tiffany, to the City Hall. Peterson was walking, in slow motion, off stage. Danny winced to see him and his family on television, smiling and clapping.
Danny watched the Senator passing him just as he bent down to pick up the earring. Half a stride later from Peterson, a gunshot appeared in the wall behind her.
… Just where his head had been.
And it happened again. Fast, even for slow motion, he watched himself shoot up in alarm, and another one appeared, lower than the first, and even further away from Peterson. Just where his head had been when he was picking up the earring. Danny felt his heart rate speed up.
"Our specialist, Greg, is here with us now. Greg what are your thoughts?" Tiffany asked. The screen split in two, one side showing the pretty blond, and the other showing a clean cut man with graying hair.
"Now I think this assassin either has pretty bad aim or a dog gon' good one. I think the real question here is just who was this guy trying to kill? Now look here… we've merged these two screen shots together."
A picture popped up, and Danny saw him standing before he grabbed the earring, and the bullet hole after he had bent down. A yellow dot helped show the viewers exactly where that bullet would be if he hadn't decided to bend down.
"I don't think it's the Senator we should be worried about here." The old man's voice said, as the picture changed, this time to him bending down, merged with the second bullet hole. The yellow dot once again, was dead on. "I think it's this boy behind her that should be watching his back."
"Thank you, Greg," Tiffany said, turning towards a different camera.
"Daniel Fenton- the boy standing behind Senator Peterson- is the one that should be thanking his lucky stars right now. There has been no comment made by the police or Daniel's family yet. We'll keep you updated. Stay tuned, we'll be right back." The news broadcasting music came on and they faded into a commercial.
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His mom and sister had also come out to watch without him noticing. They all turned to him slowly. There was a heavy silence. Finally his mother couldn't handle it anymore, and she ran to him, eyes watering.
"Oh, Danny!" She wrapped him in a tight bear hug. "Don't worry, we'll protect you from who ever did this! You're safe, I promise."
Danny was too shocked to even push her off of him.
"We'll update this house with the newest protection on the market!" Jack exclaimed, jumping off the couch. "And fortunately, it's all right in our basement! Nobody can hurt a Fenton!"
Danny made eye contact with Jazz, and she looked even graver than both of their parents put together.
"Oh honey! I can't imagine! Whatever caused you to bend down was sent from God himself!" His mom wailed. Danny, grabbing his mother gently by the shoulders, pried her off of him. Slowly reaching into his shirt pocket, he pulled out the ruby earring, and held it out for his mom to see.
She gasped, and clapped her hands over her mouth. Then with a shaking hand, she picked up the earring. "It really was a miracle… if I hadn't lost this earring…"
Right then there was a knock at the door. Jack immediately pulled out a weapon from his tux pocket, and creped towards the door.
He creaked open the door slightly, and peaked out. "Amity Park Police, can we come in?" A deep voice said through the crack in the door.
"Sure! C'mon in!" His dad exclaimed, throwing open the door. Two police walked in.
"We're going to need to talk to Daniel. We need to make sure he's safe." A tall officer said, gesturing towards him.
Danny nodded. "Sure, that's okay." He wasn't quite sure why he was shaken up as badly as he was. The fact he had no idea what was going on scared him.
Danny was brought down to the station with his family to be questioned. Who would be trying to kill him? Was he in any gangs? Was he in to drugs? Maybe he owed somebody money? Any enemies? Would he like protection?
Danny insisted he didn't, but his parents thought otherwise. They agreed to have a police on duty outside their house every night for the next week.
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FENTON WORKS
5:27pm
Danny walked into the house, exhausted, to find his phone ringing on the counter. Trying to force his brain back into action, he picked it up.
"Hullo?"
"Where have you been?! Tuck and I've been trying to reach you all friggen day!" Danny winced and held the phone away from his ear. He quickly ran up the stairs and into his room.
"Sorry. I was too busy lying about having anyone that would want to kill me to the police," Danny defended, plopping onto computer desk chair and spinning around absentmindedly.
"You've been on the news! People are convinced that some one is after you! What's going on?"
"I honestly have no idea," Danny admitted. "That's what has me on edge."
"Well it looked like you knew it was coming or something… up on stage. You sent me the 'we need to talk' look, remember?"
Danny's eyebrows knitted together. "What?" He thought back, and suddenly felt his heart freeze. "Oh my God, you're right! I forgot all about it with that question and assassination attempt!" He exclaimed. "I'm flying over. Call Tucker," he ordered, and then hung up before Sam could ask any questions. Then, his hand cold, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the crumpled piece of paper.
Phantom will fall
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Sorry… busy weekend last weekend. My mom came down for a visit, made me get three shots, (and I actually had a reaction to the Chickenpox booster… it turned into this huge red welt, got really hot, and itched) and then she gave me her death cough. So that was fun.
Anyways, here's the review replies!
Hawkflyer667: Yep, that was exactly what I was aiming for. It's nice to know people can picture my story the same way I saw it. Kool review! Haha
SoulessAce: Yep, and throughout this story, Danny will go through many attempted "whacks," … and possibly be "whacked"? haha, sorry, I just liked the word "whack" in your review… if you say it enough it starts to sound kind of weird though… hummm.
Xheartkreuzx: -Bows-
Chewing Gum Girl: You need to start coming up with ideas for stories sis… any day now.
That's all for this week! Please review!