I'm posting this a bit early. LIFE has happened, and I won't be able to work on it at ALL next week, so I'm going to post the next chapter later today.BTW, you'll hate me for this...
White Walls
The Writing On the Wall
The Gray Residence, Elmerton:
An African-American girl stares blankly at the wall across from her. On it is a poster. The title says "Most Wanted". The first line has a picture of a green-eyed, white-haired ghost boy. Next to it, it says "Ghost boy", underneath which was a green dog that was titled "Ghost dog".
Finally deciding, she pulls out an ecto-gun. She shoots at the poster with a red blast. It obliterates the poster, ending her hunt for her friend.
She still can't believe it. Sweet Danny Fenton, her crush and once boyfriend was her worst enemy in another life. She can't hunt him anymore; her heart won't take it.
But her crush is evil…it is so hard for her to believe. Something in the back of her head says that he's not.
Valerie falls back on the bed. 'Why did I start ghost hunting?' she asks herself.
It was all Danny's fault…the reason her father had lost his job…granted, he got it back, but still…it had ruined her potential life on the A-list. Then again…'Now that I actually think about it, I never really was happy with that life…always acting the perfect icy princess…'
She finally decides. 'I'm going to finish what he started…'
She was going to help.
A Security Room, The Institute:
One of the screens goes black. Three guards rush to 653's room. When they open the door, a flurry of green blasts knocks one down. The other two dodge them and manage to get the fuming and rather furious teenager in a headlock.
Danny, in his fit of rage, forgets that he could go intangible and instead kicks one of the guards where it hurts. He falls to the ground whimpering something about cream cheese.
The other guard suffers a much worse fate. Blinded by rage and mild claustrophobia, Danny brings his leg around and knocks the other guard to the ground. That particular guard was short, and Danny had brought his leg up high enough that it hit his neck.
The sound of a wet crack brings Danny out of his reverie. The dismembered guard stares up at him with dead eyes. His spinal cord had been severed from the contact with Danny's tennis shoes, instantaneously killing him.
Danny backs away, terrified. He forgets about his insane escape idea. Then a hand with long fingers grasps his neck.
"You think you're pretty smart, don't you?" Lecter snarls into his ear. "Well, good job. You killed him."
She yanks him into the hall and drags him into another room. "You'll be in here from now on. This room gives plenty of people nightmares."
She slams the door shut. Danny rubs his head, looking around. His thoughts are still cloudy from what happened, but he notices something strange about one wall. He pushes the thoughts of the guard out of his mind, and as an effort to make him forget, walks towards the strange-looking wall.
As he walks towards it, he starts hearing voices.
It was a feminine voice, with a loud echo to it…
Not a murderer…
Stop!
LET ME OUT!
Nick…
Ring around the murder…where is the killer…find her, find her, we must avenge our brother…
He feels rage and confusion, depression and fury. But they are not his own emotions.
At the same time, they hurt.
My name is Serenity. I'm trapped here.
I love you, Nick.
My family deserted me…
Danny grasps his head as sadness becomes one of the main emotions.
Finally he reaches the wall, a headache threatening to knock him unconscious.
The thing that made the wall looks strange was the untidy scrawl carved into it. The indents were deep...very, very deep...
HELP!
He blocks out these…whatever they are, and tries to read the writing.
He deciphers one sentence. "Lecter should go to Hell…"
He finds another one. "My family is horrid."
He finds one large paragraph. But as he tries to read this one, the voices get louder.
LET ME OUT!
You humans are disgusting.
I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!
At that last, Danny falls unconscious, barely remembering the first words he could read.
"Dear reader…"
The Walter Residence, New York City:
Emma tosses and turns due to another nightmare.
"Janet?"
"Freak. You're not my daughter."
The scenery around her melts into the white walls of The Institute.
"Your family let us take you," Lecter reminds her. Emma lunges at her, but Lecter turns into Nick.
"Why are you trying to hurt me?" he asks. Emma stops and stares at him. This is her Nick from six years ago. The one who wasn't partially dead because of her. "I thought you loved me."
"I do!" Emma yells.
Nick glares at her. "Then why did you let me die?"
Emma sits up, glowing white tears running down her cheeks. "I love you, Nick. I love you, Nick…"
Her mind registers something, but she is too confused to realize what it is.
In Oregon, there were five…no, six people who would love the information she was subconsciously picking up.
Ah...that gets explained more later...Here's hoping you don't kill me!
Oh, and reviewers get a special prize-ish thing! THose who have reviewed this story before know what it is!
Thanx to Danny Phantom SG-1, I Live A Loveless Life, and Phantom Shade!
I don't fear death, Only it's delivery boy. From I Live A Loveless Life...THANK YOU!
