Danny's POV
Pain radiated through his body as he fell to the ground in a heap. He had only meant to faze through his wall, and go ghost before he got very far. Unfortunately, as luck would have it, he couldn't pull his core to access his powers. In other words, he was completely drained.
He had never realized until now how high up his room was. Although it was on the second floor, he could swear that he fell at least 50 feet. If he had been fully human, he probably would have died...or broken almost every bone in his body. But as he was used to getting flung places, he painfully staggered to his feet. Looking at the window above him, he saw the shadow of his mom in his room.
Is she my mom anymore? She just shot me! I don't know what to think...I need to get this wound to stop bleeding or I'll be saying bye to my life...or half-life. Good thing that I grabbed my first aid kit from under my bed before I left.
Opening the white box gently, he reached in and got his supplies he would need. Agonizingly wrapping some bandages around his chest after using gauze pads to slow the flow of blood, he groaned in pain.
As soon as he was done, he packed his kit. Debating where to head to next, he thought he should head to Sam's. Her house had plenty of rooms he could crash in and her overbearing parents couldn't find him there. Plus he could use his invisibility if he needed to. He got ready to shuffle to her house, but something made him pause when his sensitive hearing picked up a noise. It sounded like...his mom was crying.
Oh, no. She figured it out...She'll think she killed me...I can't let her feel that way even after what happened.
He quickly bolted through the house to his room. He entered his room just at the moment his mom collapsed and he ran to catch her. Pain burned his front as his mom fell into his arms, and he barely contained a scream. Slowly setting his unconscious mom down, he moaned as he glanced around at his blood and ectoplasm painted room.
How do I fix this? She knows now and I can't hide it...unless I try to pass it of as a dream...That'll work...it has to.
Danny carefully scooped up his mom as he took her to her bedroom. Laying her on the bed, he quickly got her out of her blood soaked jumpsuit and into some pajamas. He looked at the clock beside her to see that it was 1:30 in the morning and he had a lot of work to do. Walking downstairs, he grabbed the Fenton Mop(why not, they have a bat with the name Fenton before it) and cleaned up the mess.
Is this good or bad that I'm not even feeling any emotions when I'm cleaning up my own blood...Probably bad. I do it too often.
He mopped every spot until the place was even cleaner than before. Grinning at his hard work, but grimacing at his hurting injuries(sprained wrist and shot chest) he hurried to his room.
Opening the door, he flinched at the mess in there. Blood splattered on the floor. It was dried onto his space ship chest, his desk, his window sill, and even I bit on his bed. Sighing thirdly, he pulled out the cleaner as he wiped down the floor. Next, he cleaned his space ship chest and made sure none of the liquid leaked through to the inside. Satisfied, he turned to the window sill. His hand print was still on it and he scrubbed it away.
Why did I decide to faze through this...It's so much harder to clean off of here. Great going, Fenton. Maybe next time you can just faze all of this away or make it invisible or something...
Seeing that all he needed to make his bed normal was a new blanket, he tossed the one he currently had to the side. Glancing at his alarm clock, it read 4:48 and he leaned onto his bed. Before he could get back up, he felt his eye lids close as he fell asleep...
Waking up suddenly, his eyes looked all over his room. The sun was fairly high in the sky and the birds were chirping. He obviously was so tired that he slept through his alarm. He wasn't too worried though.
I can't take my homework in today. As fun as it would be to explain why my work has blood all over it, I'm not going to. I'll just say I lost it or something. And just to make sure no one finds it...
Danny held the notebook in his hands as they began to glow green. A few seconds afterwards, the green swept over the dirty book before it turned to a pile of ash.
Can't let others find that...
Cleaning the desk off, he made sure to triple check to see if everything was clean. It was. Rushing down stairs, he ate some cereal before heading out the door.(and checking on his mom) He arrived just before third period began.
At lunch, he sat alone since Sam was 'sick' at home which basically meant she didn't want to leave her room or her parents would put her in a pink fluffy dress. He'd see her later...Tucker was somewhere in Nebraska or some state Danny couldn't bother to remember at the moment with his family and he would be getting back that night. Strangely, Dash also wasn't in school that day so he didn't get picked on. When school got out, he tried to go home. But some ectopuses decided they wanted to attack so it took an hour(there were twenty of them) to finally make it back home. Not paying attention to where he was walking, he stumbled into something...his mom. He ran to help her once he realized that she was about ready to faint.
Attempting to act normal, he talked to her and became cluelessly worried when she kept acting strange. That is until she gave him a hug. Normally, he would have groaned and told his mom that he was a teen and teens don't hug anymore, but he know she needed the reassurance that he was alive...that she hadn't harmed.
She's still my mom no matter what...She'll always accept you. Come on, Fenton. How could you ever think that she didn't love you?
He wrapped his arms around her in return as she continued to hold him. He could tell that she was trying very hard to hold back tears. Maybe she had had a nightmare last night.
Because shooting your own son wouldn't give you nightmares.
The raven-haired boy thought sarcastically to himself as he moved away from his mom. He knew he had to tell Tuck and Sam about this. His phone vibrated within his pant pocket and he knew they were ready to hang out with him now. He grabbed his mom's cup and ran out the door after kissing her cheek.
Now how do I tell my best friends about this?
No One's POV
After that day, Danny and his friends noticed that Maddie didn't attack his ghost form anymore. They hoped she didn't know that Danny was Danny Phantom, but at least she wasn't trying to shot at him. Danny's dad still was as enthusiastic about catching him as before, yet his threats had toned down a bit too. It got to the point that even Danny was beginning to think it was dream that Nocturn used to get back at him...only thing that convinced him otherwise was the small jagged scar he had from the ecto-gun going off at his chest.
And he did have nightmares about that...but when didn't he have them. Overall, life was going well for the halfa even with the little things that happened everyday. And he wouldn't have it any other way.
There we go! Now this is complete. Hope you liked it...
'Til my next stories updates!
~Angelicat2~
