'Runs into house and slams door, then leans against it. Breaths then walks over to computer, turns it on, then starts typing like a maniac'

Hi people! I just managed to give the angry mob the slip long enough to come home and type this up. Ok, before I go on with the story I want to thank all of my reviewers. Thank you! I'm practically speechless from all the great reviews I got! (But not quite as you can see,..) Thank you, all you great reviewing Peoples!

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And here it is! Chapter 4 of Pure of Heart!

Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom, Butch Hartman does. If I owned Danny Phantom, Sam and Danny would have gotten together such a long time ago! And Tucker would have a girlfriend. What! The poor kid deserves one!

Dedicated to everyone reading this!

Just as Danny sucked his older, jerky self into the thermos, exhaustion and pain washed over him like a giant wave of water. Even though he felt like he was going to die, he turned around and started to run towards the Nasty Burger, where his mom, dad, sister, teacher, and best friends were strapped to a giant vat of highly flammable spices.

A giant vat that was about to explode if he didn't get there in time.

Danny ran as fast as his worn body could carry him. Every muscle in his body hurt, but he still kept on running. He had to male it. He had to.

The faster Danny ran, the farther the Nasty Burger seemed to get.

Seeing this, Danny tried to go ghost, but he couldn't. He couldn't go ghost!

Upon realizing this, Danny tripped, adding to the long list of pain he was going through at the moment.

He looked up, and met the eyes of the people he cared about most in the whole world. They looked at him, with expressions of fear clearly visible on their faces.

Then, it exploded.

"NO!" Danny screamed as hot, spicy fumes hit him full on in the face. The intensity of the explosion blew Danny back, small shards of twisted metal hitting him every where.

"Ahhh!" Danny screamed at the top of his lungs as larger pieces of metal hurled towards him. The only thought that crossed his mind as he literally stared at death coming at him, was,"I was too late,.." Then, they hit him.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Danny yelled as he jerked awake. He twisted his head around, desperately trying to see where he was For his efforts, he got a face full of leaves and twigs. Not to mention dirt. Danny spit out leaves and dirt as he tried to sit up.

The pain hit him like, that gun Valerie had. He laid back down. It was easier than trying to sit up any way.

"Valerie." Danny thought as he looked down at his arm.

He would have thrown up if he had had the energy, but he was almost too weak to think, let alone puke.He took his chances and glanced down at his arm again. His right arm was covered in dried blood and dirt. Some leaves had also landed on top of his arm when he was still bleeding, and had dried on too. Of course, Danny didn't know this, and when he tried to pull one off, he started bleeding again. Danny cursed and grimaced down at the fresh stream of blood tricking down his arm, making a skinny path of red liquid through all the dirt and dried blood.

Just then, everything that had happened came flooding back to him. The fight, almost getting revealed, getting hit, falling, and lastly, the dream. Out of everything else, that dream bothered him the most.

Danny forced himself into a sitting position, ignoring his screaming body as he did. He was almost in tears when he finally managed to sit up , but he didn't care. He was still thinking about that dream.

" No," Danny thought looking up at the darkening sky. "It was a nightmare."

Danny looked back down at his arm and scowled at the trickle of blood on it. " If Clockwork hadn't been there, I wouldn't have been able to save them," Danny thought aloud, his anger at himself growing with each word. " So this is how I repay everyone who has ever cared about me. Almost getting them killed on a daily basis!" As Danny said the last part, he took hold of another dry leaf and pulled at it with all his strength. He winced at the slight pain before opening his eyes and looking down at the new stream of blood that was leaking out of the small hole.

"What's happening to me?" Danny asked aloud as he grabbed yet another leaf, and pulled it.

"I'm,.." pull.

"Such,.." pull.

"A,.." pull.

"JINX!" In an act that can only be described as an act of pure frustration, Danny grabbed the remaining leaves on his arm and pulled as hard as he could. The pain he felt as the leaves were literally torn out of his skin was nothing compared to the pain he felt emotionality.

Danny glared down at the bloody leaves in his hand and at the fresh wounds that he had started.

"The halfa. I'm supposed to be the great halfa, and where does that get me! No where, that's where. Nothing I ever do is good enough for anybody! Nothing!" Danny was ranting at himself, but he didn't care. It was 7:30, no one was out this late. " I constantly save the town, and that got me the great position of Public Enemy number one! I save the Ghost Zone and the town from the Ghost King, and I'm still hated in both places!" Danny's ocean blue eyes were clouding with tears by now, but what could he do? Nobody was watching him, nobody would ever know the torment he was going through.

"Nobody cares, not even my best friends,.." Danny hissed, remembering the last time he had seen them. The fight they had gotten into.

"It isn't known of their business," Danny thought, laying down on the dirt again. He was starting to feel woozy again. "Probably due,.. to,..all... the ...blood...lo-" Danny passed out before he had even finished his last thought.

He passed out before he heard the desperate voices of his two very worried friends.

"Danny!" Sam called out. It was getting late, and they hadn't found Danny yet. She looked over at Tucker, her worry reflected on his face. She didn't want to stress him out, but she had to say it.

"Tuck, we've been looking all day, and we haven't found anything on where he might be!" Sam was on the verge of tears by now. She quickly wiped them out of her eyes. She was supposed to be the strong one. The Goth, the one who wasn't afraid of anything. But Danny was capable of causing change in her. Making her happy, glad to live. Even opening her eyes to the small little things in life that made everything brighter. But lately, Danny had also been able to cause extreme worry in her.

She was worried for her best friends sake. She was afraid for his life. He had always been the happy one, the one to see the bright side.

But now. With all the increase in ghost escaping, and Valerie practically stalking Danny when he was in ghost mode, And after the incident involving the future Danny, he had been more dull, and lifeless at some points.

For these reasons, Sam was scared for Danny's life.

She looked at Tucker who seemed to tense up at her question, then his shoulders slumped again. He looked up at her, sadness written all over his face. "I know Sam, but we can't give up yet. We have to keep on looking. Danny wouldn't give up if it were us, so we have to return the favor."

Sam looked at him and managed a brief smile bore looking at the floor. "I know Tuck, bu-" Sam stopped in mid-sentence and looked up, a look of alarm on her face.

"Um, Sam? What's wrongmm," Tuckers voice was muffled by Sams hand clamping over his mouth.

"Shh!" Sam shushed him. "What was that?" Sam turned her head left and right searching for the source of the noise.

Tucker just stared at her. "Mem, uon ah m momn uba?" Tucker mumbled through her hand. (He meant; "Sam, what are you talking about?")

"There it is again!" Sam said pointing to a row of bushes to their right. Taking her hand off of Tuckers mouth, she started running in that direction. Tucker stared for a moment, then started after her.

"What was it, anyway?" Tucker asked, gasping for breath when he caught up with Sam, who was still going in the same direction.

Sam was looking straight ahead at the bushes, but still managed to answer Tuckers question.

"I'm not sure, but I thought I heard somebody yelling,.." Sam stopped as she got to the line of bushes.

Sam looked into them, and screamed.

Love me. 0-D I love the way I end these chapters like this! And I also need more time to think up the rest of my story. I know Danny sounds a little crazy, but Hey, that's the point. Sort of anyway. No, people. Danny does not die. Yet.

Anyway, 'Puts on hat, sunglasses, and trench coat' I got to go hide from an angry mob. Thank you to all my reviewers, and those who helped me break away from the angry mob. Please review! Please,please,please,please! I love it when I get reviews from you guys!

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