Angel of Darkness
Chapter 7: Funeral
Is mom…crying? I quickly sat up from my bed, throwing the blankets off in a rush and jumped out of bed. I had crust in the corners of my eyes from not getting enough sleep, but that is to be expected because I was exhausted from this morning's battle. I ran out of my room and into the living room, the phone was on the floor and my mom was on her knees in the middle of the room, she had her face in her hands and was crying. "Mom!?" I dropped down beside her, "what happened!?" I wrapped my arms around her in comfort.
"Sam?" I heard a voice from the phone speaking.
I quickly picked up the phone, my eyes blazing with anger, "Who is this!?" I barked, "what did you say to her!" Was it you who made my mother cry!? You'll pay!
"Tell her that I'm coming over." There was a click and the call was over.
I turned the phone off. "Whoever that was said that they're coming over." I put my arms around my mom again, holding her close, "Mom. It's okay."
There was a soft knock at the door. My eyes widened. Shit!! It's him!! Bottling up the urge to kill, I got up and walked to the door, seeing that my mom wasn't willing to get up. I opened the door to the man I hated. To my surprise, he wasn't in his Phantom outfit, which is probably why I didn't notice him arriving as quickly. He looked a bit pale and his eyes were slightly pink.
"Can I help you?"
He just stood there for several moments, looking directly at me. I suppose for him, this was the first time actually meeting his daughter, we have briefly seen each other at my school before in the hallway, but I guess he didn't know for sure that I was his daughter. Now, seeing me here, he was looking at me with large blue eyes and I could now see the resemblances between us. It disgusted me to no end to know that I had the same genes as this man!
"Sorry," I grit my teeth, "My mom isn't really feeling up to see anyone."
"Trin'," my mom said from the living room, "it's alright. You can let him in."
I sighed and stepped out of the way.
He still looked at me with that same stare, even as he came inside. He went up to mom and knelt down next to her. Mom sobbed, but managed to ask, "Is…how's Tucker?"
Danny shook his head, "not too good." He bit his lip, I could tell he was trying not to cry.
I closed the door and walked into the living room with both of them. I wouldn't be surprised if my eyes were literally on fire right now, I felt as though my heart were being squeezed inside of my chest. I didn't want him in here! It was the perfect opportunity to kill him right now! But my mom was here! I just had to deal with it for now.
"How're you holding up?" He quietly asked.
Mom shook her head, "I…can't believe it… both of them?"
Wait!? This is about those two weaklings from this morning!? I nearly barked with laughter, that's what everyone's so worked up about!? This is ridiculous, they were pathetic anyway! Shouldn't you be happy, mom? Mom? Why are you crying? When Danielle was hurt, you were crying…I got rid of her…so why are you still crying? The Red Huntress was trying to kill me! Did you want me to die? Don't cry, mom… I did it to make our lives better! I helped everyone! Stop crying!
It took everything in my power not to release my murderous intent to kill. I can't do anything with mom here! Mom, I don't ever want you to be hurt by my powers.
Aren't you proud of my mom? I have become strong…I can make a difference in this world! Why can't you be happy? I want you to be happy!
There he was again, looking in my direction, those eyes that I hated to the core.
Mom looked up at that bastard, giving him a long look of…a sad look? I couldn't tell. But the next moment, my dad stood up and gave me a brief smile, "I take it you're Trinity, huh?"
I nodded, "yes, that's me. I didn't catch your name." I nearly said 'I take it you're Danny Phantom.' But I had to hold myself back, he wasn't in his ghost form right now, so I shouldn't be able to recognize him. However, I don't understand how people can't see the resemblance, they looked the exact same except for the colours! Even his name is the same in both forms! At least I was smart enough to not go by my first name!
"Ah yes, my name is Daniel, it's a pleasure to meet you."
The feeling isn't mutual! I looked down at the hand he held out to me. Damn it. I couldn't refuse could I? A chill ran up my spine…would a hand shake…no, probably not…but with us both being ghosts, would he be able to sense something if we touched at all? That wouldn't be good! I held my right hand out to the right side about a foot away, "nobody shakes hands anymore." I swung my arm down and we briefly clapped hands.
Mom stood up, her tears seemed to be drying up. She smiled at the two of us. The bastard reached over to her and put a hand on her shoulder. I swear, my face nearly turned red with rage. Don't touch her!! Don't even go near her! I took a step back, "I…I'm going to go get dressed…" I was still in my pajamas…I wasn't the least bit worried about my appearance though. I nearly ran out of the room, closing my door behind me once I walked into my bedroom.
It was immediately that I dropped to my knees, hissing silently under my breath, trying to calm myself before I went berserk! My hands came up to my face, my claws extended and dug into my skin on my head. I was literally shaking! Stop shaking! My breathing came out as rapid, trembling gasps. "Pull yourself together." I said quietly enough that it was as though I mouthed the words.
I am the Angel of Darkness! Something like this can't possibly bring me down! I need to stay strong! I'll pull through any damn obstacle in my way! I forced my way up to my feet, walking over to my dresser and opening it to pull out some clean clothes.
I could hear them talking in the other room, I had very good hearing.
"Danny, I know that you made your decision, and it was probably for the best. I just wish you could've seen her grow up."
"I should've been there…I wasn't even there when she was born…I wasn't there to support you at all! I didn't…I didn't…" He exhaled deeply.
"You did plenty, with everything that happened, I can't expect you to be invincible. We had our daughter to worry about."
"That still isn't a good enough reason for me to not be there. And I can't even treat her like a daughter, we can't tell her anything." The bastard sounded so pathetic! Damn right you can't treat me like a daughter! You will never be a father to me!
"One day, we will. I promise."
I grit my teeth. One day!? To hell with that! If it were up to me, I would rip that man apart before the sun set! I pulled on some new clothes before walking out of my room, making sure my entrance was heard well. I hope that he doesn't stay long! I can't deal with him for long!
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I always pictured a funeral to be a cloudy day with rain pouring down. But today was surprisingly nice out, the sun was shining and there weren't many clouds…the feeling in the air however was probably what gives funerals such a horrible name. So many people were crying.
At first glance, I may have looked sad like the rest of the people there, but in reality my jaw was clamped together painfully and I had my eyes narrowed with fury. I shouldn't have to be here! I stared at the coffins in front of me. I was the one who put those two in there! I don't regret it at all, and therefore, their life had no meaning to me. They were just two girls who got in my way and had to pay the consequences.
The entire Foley family was there, Tyson, Victoria and their father Tucker. I focused on Tyson, he wore an entire black outfit, it really fit him, he should wear black more often. The tears that rolled down his eyes were almost tempting me. He was quite attractive when he was sad like this, I realized. Was I really thinking about him at a funeral!? He must be depressed right now. I did feel bad for him, but he had other family members! I mean, if I lost my mother…I have no other family to turn to. Tyson had a sister and a father.
It was about half an hour later, or somewhere around that, I didn't keep track, that the coffins of Valerie and Danielle were lowered into the ground. We had already been there for so long already, I had wanted to leave so many times! I suppose as the body was put down in the dirt was when things were hardest for everyone. I noticed that at that point, with each inch, the tears increased.
The dirt was poured over the coffin. I was very tempted to say 'good riddance' or make some smart-ass remark, but I didn't. When the coffin couldn't be seen anymore, Tyson turned around sharply and walked away. Nobody spoke against it or even questioned why, we all knew the reason.
Tyson sat under a tree in the midst of the graveyard. He had his head lowered and his knees were pulled up to his chest. I walked over and sat down beside him. "Hey." I whispered, "what's up?"
He raised his head and looked at me, obviously finding my question odd. "I think you're the first person to not ask 'are you okay?'."
"I know, that's why I didn't ask it, I know for a fact that you're not okay, so why the hell would I ask if you're alright when I already know the answer? You're probably annoyed with everyone feeling so sorry for you. Right now, I don't think you need a person feeling sorry for you, you just need things to be as close to normal as they can be."
Tyson chuckled. Why is he chuckling? I wasn't trying to be funny, I was just stating my opinion!
"You're strange. And I like that."
"I'm…strange?" I asked. I don't think strange is the preferred word; different is more accurate.
"That's not a bad thing." He sighed, "You know… it's funny…me and Victoria have been training to become ghost fighters for a while for whenever we needed to take over for our mom."
My heart jumped at that statement. Oh my god! You can't mean that you're the next one in line!? That means I'll have to worry about you learning my secret now! Damn it!
"At first I was excited…when she was still alive…the thought of fighting ghosts seemed like a thrill. But now, I'm not so sure I want to be the next one. I don't know if I'm afraid or just being lazy…either way, it doesn't look as good to me now."
"I think it's because right now, it's as though her life was only used to fight for others. If that's the whole purpose then why try? Did it really fulfill her life? Did it bring her joy? We can't know exactly what went on in her heart, so you don't know if taking the job will be worth it in the end." I gave him a brief smile, "I'm sure she fought hard until the end. She cared about all of you."
"You have a way of seeing things beyond what others see…how do you do it?"
I shrugged.
Tyson continued, "I understand that she's gone…but at the same time, it's like I'm in a dream. Is this reality? How can I accept reality when it's so awful. Why can't everything just be a long dream that I'll wake up from." He chocked on his sobs for a moment, "There's so many things she wanted to do. Tomorrow morning, I'll wake up and assume she's making breakfast for all of us. But she won't be…" He looked at me. "Oh man, I'm sorry, I'm just rambling here." He wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his coat.
"Don't be sorry, it's always nice to say what's on your mind. In time, things will get easier."
Tyson nodded. "I…do you think you could…"
I could tell he didn't know how to word it, "you want some space?" He nodded. "I understand. If you ever need me, you know where I am." I gave him a brief smile. I began walking back to where mom was, I saw her standing by the fresh dirt where the coffins had been buried. She was next to that bastard! In the past, whenever mom was sad, she would turn to me for comfort, she would wrap her arms around me, she would tell me everything that was going on! We worked things out together and worked through the troubling times! But now? I looked at the two of them. Ever since he appeared, he's taken her away from me!
I couldn't take it any longer, I turned around and started running, not wanting to stop! I just kept going! Damn that man! Damn it all! He needs to die! They all just need to die! We don't need them, mom! I'll get rid of the rest of them until it's just you and me! We'll be able to have fun again! Those weaklings won't distract us any longer! You'll see, mom, the world is better without them!
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I laughed maniacally. The smoke began to rise like a cloud of darkness, engulfing the sky in a gray blanket. The flames reached up to the heavens like deadly hands, cackling and sparking while they burned everything they could. Glass shattered all around. The brick and wood was stained black from the fire. There I stood, on the very top of the twelve story building, looking down at the people gathering around.
My hair blew wildly all around my face, and my eyes burned brighter than the fire below my feet. I could feel the blisters growing painfully on the bottoms of my feet from the intense heat. The fire had yet to reach the very top, but it was getting close. The vein-like tattoos that scattered across my skin while in my Dark form were red with energy.
The sirens, the screams, the sweet smell of burning wood! I loved it all! Inhaling as deep as I possibly could, I built up ectoenergy within my body and released it all in one breath. Although it was only ectoenergy that had been heated, it still had the appearance of a red fire, and it even acted like fire! One breath of that on wood and it was a pile of ashes in no time!
I released the flaming ectoenergy down onto the roof that I stood on, immediately setting it ablaze. The flames spread quickly, much quicker than a normal fire would! The red hot flames spread all around me, licking at my legs with their deadly burns! This couldn't kill me, it was my own ectoenergy after all, but I couldn't say the same for ordinary humans!
"You're all pathetic humans! All of you will die by my hand!" I cried out to the sky, nobody could hear my words over the roaring sounds around me. "I control this world now! Nobody stands a chance! You just wait! I'll change this world! I'll create a perfect utopia! I swear it!"
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"The fire was said to have started on the fifth floor. Unfortunately, nobody from the top five stories survived. Several escaped with minor injuries and there are a few currently in the hospital. We will know more on the details soon."
I clicked the power button on the remote, looking around the empty apartment and glancing at the clock. I had gotten home about an hour ago and immediately turned on the TV to see what the media made of this so-called accident. And…mother had not arrived yet…where is she?
I growled, not wanting to think that she was still with Phantom!
My hair was wet because I took a shower once I got home; I had smelled horribly of smoke. I was just sitting in a pair of pajamas, feeling so lonely in the apartment without her.
Standing up from the couch, I went to my room and opened the drawer on my desk, in the midst of the papers I pulled out a particular one. My list. A few names were already checked off. I growled, tearing off the top half of the paper. None of those people mattered anymore! I looked at the four names I had kept from being torn off.
Grinning with my sharp fangs, I put the list back in the drawer. Tomorrow was going to be a fun day.
A/N: Alright, I know I had Trinity insulting Danny, not a big surprise obviously, but seriously! I don't understand how people DIDN'T notice the similarities between Danny Phantom and Danny Fenton in the DP world!
No matter how much I keep writing about Trinity, it is still difficult to bash/insult Danny! (Sorry I killed you, Valerie! You're awesome, but it had to be done!)
So, any guesses on who will die next!? Heheh. Happy Holidays everyone!
