Hello my people! I have returned with another chapter!
Why is it that I can only write at school, ugh. Anyways sorry for the long wait, I had spring break which I spent playing DnD and then had surgery so eh I drew all that week. But I had many ideas for this story and shall type it through!
'Nough about me, review responses at the bottom!:3
I DO NOT OWN DANNY PHANTOM OR PHANTOM PLANET WOULD BE DIFFERENT AND DANNYXSAM WOULD HAVE HAPPENED SO MUCH SOONER
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[Danny's room, the next day. Danny's POV]
A pounding on my door startled me awake, Jazz's annoying voice coming from the other side of the wooden door. "DANNY, YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE!"
"Yeah I hear you Jazz, no need to yell." I half shout back, and murmur under my breath, " I could hear you across the town…" Staring at my clock I see that it is 6:30, damn it; I will be late…. If I take the human route.
"I'll see you at school Jazz!" I walk over to my little personal bathroom and brush my teeth and ruffle my hair. I have swim 4th period so no need to shower yet. I grab my swim trunks and a dark blue tank top, no way I'm forgetting that. Grabbing my bag I smile, I actually did some homework yesterday after I got back from Sam's, can't let her get suspicious; but it just feels good to have done it so I don't have to see those disappointed looks.
Transforming, I fly out the window to the wondrous world of Casper high.
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The days have been quiet since the holiday truce, always nice. Means I can start out the semester without issue. Mrs. Ryder is babbling on about the first world war in US History, and I'm yet again doodling in my notebook.. Ya know, isn't hard to see why I struggle in this class.
I spare a glance at the clock behind me, 10:43. Two more minutes, then I face the hell of the swim unit. Three weeks of hiding my body, yay. At least I enjoy swimming, I would take swimming 3 miles then running 1 mile, although flying, that I could do forever..
The bell rings loudly behind me, the bell was loud before the super hearing now it's like an air horn to my face. I quickly pack up, I'll get those notes from Tuck later.
Sam walks down the hall and meets us in Mrs. Ryder's classroom, we all head down the stairs and walk to the school pool locker rooms.
Tucker and I go pick a gym locker closest to the curtained showers and quickly hop in one. The showers don't come on until the end of the period to wash off so we're good.
I hear Dash come in the locker room with Kwan and some other A-listers trailing behind, oh great I have to deal with them too?! I stuff my regular clothes in my bag and quickly shove my backpack in my locker, and well, lock it.
Tuck nudges me and whispers, " Lucky dog, you get to see Sam in her swimsuit. " My face turns pink and I playfully hit his shoulder and take a seat on the pool bleachers. Sam comes out a few minutes later with her black one piece one and black cloak trailing behind her. She waves to us and the bell rings for swim to start.
Ms. Tetslaf walks out of the swim office holding a clipboard, she stares down and takes attendance. Then calls out that we are going to take a swimming pretest to determine our level, 1 through 4. We all stand up and head over to the shallow end of the pool. We have to freestyle to the deep end then show we can tread water, simple enough.
Sam, Tuck, and I stand in the middle of the line as the football players and swimmers go to the front and the girly girls head to the back with Paulina where we can all hear them complain about getting their hair wet.
I step up to jump in and Ms. Tetslaf walks over and puts her arm in front of me, blocking me from entering the pool.
"Hold up Fenton, take off the shirt."
I look up at her form, "Why? I didn't see in the guidelines that guys weren't allowed to wear shirts." She stares down at me and I stare right back.
" It's a personal rule, I coach the swim team and the school board doesn't care about it, Fenton. Now take it off." She commands back.
I hear one of the A-listers shout, " Ya, take it off Fenton!" Great everyone is watching me. Tucker doesn't have this problem he never got the muscles, just lean firmness and Sam was already fit. They never got thrown into walls or burned from ectoplasmic fire.
"Can it over there! Fenton take it off or you get a Saturday detention." I whip my head back to her, a Saturday detention?! She must have seen the surprise in my eyes because she freaking smiles. My parents would kill me if I got a Saturday detention over a shirt.
Reluctantly I reach for the hem of my shirt and whip it off throwing it to Sam, covering her face.
There is a deafening silence as the whole class stares at my chest. Ok yeah, there are scars everywhere and I actually have some lean muscles but come on.
"Fenton has a tat… " Wait what.
I look down and sure enough, there is a dragon head coming onto my chest wrapping back onto my back and wraps around the tail curling around three times then landing on the front with a spade tip at the end of the tail. I can only imagine my back.
Gotta admit, it looks sweet. It's all black and any detail is a space, so simple but it looks awesome. Only question is, how the fuck did it get there?
The class is waiting on some kind of response, keeping a neutral face I hop into the pool and start the test, Tetslaf apparently doesn't care about the tattoo or the necklace. I actually try to get into a good level, no point in saying I can't swim like this. I get into group 4 easily and the lifeguard compliments the dragon.
Well the rest of today will be interesting.
Star snaps a pic, waits until I turn the other way, and snaps another, then starts typing at light speed. Why does she even have her phone?
It's free swim after the test so I go into the deep pool and start gliding around. Dash cannonballs in disturbing my peace, Sam then slides in next to me "Group 4, how about you."
"Same." I reply and we sit in awkward silence until Tucker comes in and states he is in group 3. Sam and I simply hold up our fingers showing our group and the silence continues.
Tucker is the one to break the silence, "So dude, when did that happen?"
I had been thinking on what would be believable because I get the feeling Dora has some freaking explaining to do. "Johnny wanted to do something to celebrate the friendship we started to develop after that whole thing with Kitty and Paulina." They nod slowly, " He asked if I had any tattoos, and since I didn't, he took me to get my first."
"When did this happen?" Crap, I didn't think this far.
"Late last night, it's a little sore still but I did get the entire thing done in one night. It took forever, I'm glad no ghosts have showed up yet today." Not a total lie, I'm still a bit sore from whatever the hell happened yesterday, my core is resting easy now. Actually I feel kinda good.
"Well you should have told us about it, but it does look pretty sick. That was cool of Johnny but your folks are going to flip their shit man." Sam believes it, that's a good start. Going to have to let Johnny in on this later.
"Don't forget Jazz, you couldn't do something smaller? I mean she's going to be looking for symbolism and all that psychology stuff." Oh fuck, Jazz… She's even harder to keep a secret from.
"She doesn't really need to know at the moment," Sam raises an eyebrow. "I mean it's not like she can tell me to get it removed or something, I did agree to this and she would kinda flip. She may know who I am but that doesn't mean she's not over protective." Sam and Tuck know that Jazz knows, but they never asked for details on Dan, and I never shared.
The Lifeguards blow their whistles and we all climb out of the pool. I grab my towel and almost forgotten shirt and pretty much run into the boy's locker room and head back into my closed shower.
I pull out my phone from my backpack, snap a pic of my back and holy shit.
The dragon wings line up with my spine and are place right where they would belong folded neatly with amazing line work to show detail, the arms branching from the main body going over my shoulder and the other parallel to the neck that branches from the body to my chest where I saw the dragon head on my pectoral major earlier. Legs and their respective clawed paw are going with the flow of the spiral body being almost hidden by the extremely long tail. There is no other color than black and gaps for the details.
It's simplistic beauty.
" Hey FENTON!" I groan extremely loud and just, no. Fuck that. I grab my bag, throw on my shirt, and walk through the wall, ditching Sam and Tuck. As I walk through the walls I stop at a boys bathroom near my German classroom. Locking the stall, I quickly throw on the rest of my stuff on and ruffle my hair to get some water out.
The end of period bell rings and the noise outside escalates. I sigh and walk into my German class pulling out the homework from last night and the beginning of class work, Sam texted me the make up work since Skulker picked a fight yesterday.
Frau Kalvert hasn't given up on me just yet, one day last semester I fell asleep in class and was speaking fluent Esperanto, the dream involved Wulf. I had to give a five minute presentation to the class on the language for world language week a month later. At least she gave me extra credit.
The bell rings and Tuck and Sam run in just in time. They are probably mad about me ditching them, that will have to be dealt with at lunch. Frau goes on about the weather which is apparently our new packet, but I just stare out the window watching the snow fall.
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The rest of the day is pretty uneventful, Sam and Tuck understood and we had a pleasant chat about the tat at lunch. They both really like it. Lunch got cut a little short by the Box Ghost but no issue there, I even got to Chemistry on time. By the time I got to Fashion construction I was getting weird looks and the class was strangely quiet which almost never happens. The class Divia was still there but she just kinda stared at me, not even working on her dress. Mrs. Wagner didn't seem to mind as most of the class was still working and she didn't have to answer as many questions.
I invited Sam and Tuck over to hang out, and they happily accepted. My Ghost Sense goes off as we walk down the street, "Don't worry guys I'll meet you back in my room." They nod and watch as I run into an alley to transform.
Flying over Amity Park I watch for the ectoplasmic attacker, spotting it a few blocks down near a gas station. Swooping down, I hold my fist in front of me the creature doesn't have enough time to react before I knock it into a wall across the street. The white and green wolf - that I swear I've fought before- snarls and pounces at me, sidestepping it goes right past me and I fire a few ecto-blasts at it. The beast yelps as its fur is singed, "Wanna cool down!" I quip.
Loading an ice attack, I freeze the ghost to the ground. Cool thing about Ghost Ice is other ghosts can't phase through it. ( I enjoy puns ok)
My core feels strange… Like it's unbalanced. The burning is back again, I can't let myself pass out here. It's spreading fast and I collapsed to my knees once more. Breathe, you have to breathe. I spare a glance at the gathering crowd. Most are familiar faces from school or just around town, others are tourists that come here to see some supernatural activity. But they all look concerned.
Wincing as I hold my head up, I playfully put two fingers forward towards the struggling beast and let all the heat flow into my fingertips.
"Pew"
A flame bullet flies through the air, skimming the wolf. I think my eyebrows just flew off my face. The pressure in my core is gone along with the burning feeling.
Dawning a poker face, I capture the wolf in the Fenton Thermos and fly away.
Well that's fucken new! Dora what the shit, you should warn me about this crap before I blow my cover in front of a hundred bloody people!
I land in my bathroom and check myself over, nothing but a few cuts and a bruise, it will all be gone by the end of the day. Walking into the main part of my room I see Sam and Tuck chillin on my bed. Cool everything is fine here. They look up and ask who it was, "Just a ghost wolf, I think he is already in the files so." I give a shrug. "You guys want to plays some video games before we go on patrol? I got the latest Doom update or we can try league like we've been meaning to.
"Nah, League games take forever like 40 minutes each not to mention updates and installing." Sam and I stare at Tucker, "I got curious ok?"
"That's fine, I'm still gonna kick your ass." Sam is as confident as ever, "I got curious too." Tucker's cry of 'COME ON' is comedic, but I'm left out once more from something so… normal. They are able to play these games because they don't have to have to brunt of this job thrust upon them at the most ridiculous of times, they are both passing with low B's and I'm lucky to get D's.
"That's alright guys, we can just go on patrol then. I will get League when I can and catch up to you two," Some smiles shouldn't be this hard to put on.
They nod, Sam still smiling at her victory but much more sober about it. We run downstairs and out the door as they hop on their Mopeds. I transform and fly out the window leading the patrol.
Flying over the town has always been a great relief, I'm here and helping, no matter what others may think about Phantom. I know what I'm doing, and I'm here for the people.
The patrol goes slow apart from some low level ghosts and ectopuses, comforting and yet still worrying. Ghosts don't keep away for this long. Beating the last ghost before 10, Sam and Tuck head home and I fly back in through my window before transforming in my bathroom.
Today… Today was something. Lifting my shirt I look at the dragon and sigh. So many lies, I'm weaving quite a web for myself. I should go to Dora's now and get some answers, walking down the stairs I stand by the basement door and I can very clearly hear my parents working on something. There is a blast and some tinking as the blast bounces around the walls, I poke my head down as the blast whizzes past my face and I snap my head back and it puts a nice hole in the kitchen wall.
"You guys ok down there?!" I call down, they give an ok as I head down. "What are you guys doing? That thing put a hole in the wall!"
"Oops, sorry Danny, our new invention just went off. I didn't think it would be so strong right off the bat, are you alright?"
"Yeah mom, I'm fine. Be more careful next time ok? I don't want you guys getting hurt." They nod, and Dad gives me a bear hug. "Anyway, I just wanted to tell you I'm going to bed. Night, love ya." I give a small wave as they say their goodnights to me and turn back to their work. Guess I can't get into the ghost zone tonight, or maybe I can wait until later? They can't stay down there forever.
I walk back to my room and lay on my bed, I check my phone and see a new email. There's a lot of other emails, it looks like the whole school is in this chain. I open it and right there is the dragon tattoo, front and back from the pool. How the hell? Thinking back I remember the flash from Star's phone. Oh my Clockwork, she did not just send this to the entire school.
Sleep is calling my name, I'll deal with this tomorrow, I just can't right now. I close my eyes and drift into a blissful nothing.
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Sup! Hope you like the chapter!
Reviews-
Kimera20: All shall be revealed in due time... *very clockworky*
Invader Johnny: This is only the beginning, oh yes, so much destruction awaits.
The 6th Spectral King: Oh don't worry, people will get whats coming to them.
Ld5: Sure just don't take my idea please, I want to run this through. But yeah if you have an original plot go for it! X3
Guest: Yup, Danny will still have ice powers, it will be better explained later.