Cursed: The Curse of Shadowspell Chapter 4: Just Another Night, a danny phantom fanfic

A/N: ...Uh... Sorry I haven't updated for quite a while (Seems that way at least) but I've just been busy with... other things. looks around

Along with that, I've been working on various FanFics rather than working on this one, which may explain the lack of updates. I just had SO many new ideas and when I keep them stuffed up in my head for so long, I just can't resist putting them down...

That is called a Plot Bunny, isn't it?

...Actually, don't answer that. But either way, here's Chapter Four...

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN DANNY PHANTOM.

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CHAPTER FOUR: JUST ANOTHER NIGHT

Danny woke up with a start. He breathed heavily, and he had a really bad pain in his head. Danny rolled over on his bed, his glowing green eyes staring wearily out the glass window of his blue-tinted room. Was it all a dream?

Quickly, he took his hand out of the bed covers and stared at it. It couldn't have been a dream. His hand was still drenched a dark black and purple color.

He sighed and put his hand down. If only he knew what was happening...

The ghost boy shot quick glance at the clock. It read 11:58 p.m. Strange, he didn't remember going to bed, or even changing into his ghost form for that matter. Danny then concentrated to change back to his human form, but no luck. He slightly gasped. He tried again, but he still remained a ghost.

Don't tell me Dad zapped me with the Power- Stopper-... Whatever of his again, Danny thought to himself. He rolled his eyes and flopped back onto the soft comforts of his bed.

Maybe Jazz knows what's going on, he suggested to himself. Silently he slipped out of his bed and phased through the door to Jazz's uncommonly pink room. Below him lay a peacefully dozing sister.

"Jazz," he whispered softly as he flew down and nudged the girl. She grunted and rolled to the other side.

But before he got another chance to wake her up, Danny felt another pain in his chest. The same pain that he had felt in his so- called "dream." The ghost boy knew what was happening. Danny held his body tight, squeezing himself, trying to make the hurt go away, but he knew nothing would work. He closed his eyes and fell to the floor, accidentally phasing himself down to the kitchen below where he landed on a cold, wooden table.

He gathered enough power to glimpse at the clock, which read midnight, 12:00. He just knew something strange would happen at that time.

It was so hard to resist overshadowing, Danny knew that. Especially if there's no one to reject out of your body.

He tried not to scream, not to wake up the others who were happily in bed with not even the smallest amount of worries. But in pain, he DID scream.

What luck he had today.

Like lightning, Danny saw his orange- haired sister running down the stairs, with Jack and Maddie right behind her.

Oh no.

Danny had to escape, quickly, too, at that. Using his last bit of will, he phased himself through the wall and landed on the floor outside. But surely, then, his world darkened as his eyes turned a dark, ruthless shade of crimson red...

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"The ghost went this way, Maddie!" Jack called out to his wife. They took out their weapons, ready to battle, and headed for the door.

"Wait!" Jazz cried, running after her ghost- obsessed parents. "Don't go!"

"And why shouldn't we?" asked her mother in an annoyed tone.

"Because... it's late and you should be in bed! You can go catch the ghost tomorrow!" Jazz answered, hoping that they wouldn't hurt Danny.

"But the ghost may hurt somebody!" argued Maddie.

"Didn't you see how hurt Phantom was? He's in no condition to do that to anybody!" Jazz quarreled.

"All the better for Amity Park to get rid of him!" Maddie answered once more. She quickly opened the door and ran outside.

"Mom!" Jazz yelled and ran after her, with Jack looking confused and following.

Maddie looked around, her ecto-gun armed and ready. However, there was no sight of the ghost boy.

"Jack, go look over there," Maddie said to her husband. Jack nodded and did what he was told.

Jazz looked at her parents, but had no thought of them now. At least I know that Danny's not dead, Jazz thought. And that he got away from Mom and Dad. Another thought came into her mind, making her run back inside her house and dialing Sam's number. It took a few minutes before someone answered the other line.

"H- Hello?" yawned a sleepy Sam.

"Sam! Danny's woken up!"

"Rea-"

"Yes, really! But then my parents were after him so he phased through the wall and was gone!" Jazz panted.

"W-"

"Come over here and help me look for him!"

"Ok, ok!" answered Sam, a bit annoyed. But before she could say anything else, the Goth heard an unpleasant dial tone in her ear. That Jazz.

Sam sighed and put up the phone.

I guess I should be getting over there now, she thought, walking out of her room somewhat sleepily. Sam grabbed her coat, zipped it on, and headed for the front door as quickly and quietly as she could. She would be dead if her parents woke up.

As she laid her hand on the doorknob, she heard a slight swoosh behind her. The girl hastily spun around, eying the room. Nothing but the darkness.

"It was... probably nothing..." she said to herself, she voice calming to a whisper. Sam turned back to the door, this time successfully turning the knob and slipping out.

However, luck wasn't on her side today. Closing the door, Sam sped towards FentonWorks, also hearing slight voices of Danny's parents. She shook it out of her head and continued running. Until something stopped her in her tracks.

But it wasn't a something. It was a someone.

A/N: Groan Sorry it was so short!!! Me bad writer:(