Howdy my fellow Pecan Pies! I'm afraid I won't be able to write many more chapters today, maybe only one. I must work. I would've had this chapter up late last night but I died. And Silly Silly Steph, why are you not online? It's so sad. I think I might cry. But I am going to prove that I will keep at this. I replotted the story :) It's going to turn out good, and it's better. And I really really want to kill Fiona and Keira. That would be nice. But I don't know if they're important, but I'm changing it, and ah the original was so terrible I started crying. Haha. But either way. I will do this. I will, I will, I will. And Silly Steph when you come back online I am going to have so much for you to read that you're going to die. :) It shall be fun... Sort of.
And here we are. I am pretty sure it's chapter six...
The Beginning
Chapter Six
Strange Behaviour is In the Air
"Kelly Stager is half ghost!?" Tucker exclaimed.
For some reason Sam hadn't shown and neither had Jazz, even though Danny had left her a few voice messages and about ten text messages. Sam had assured Danny that she would meet him in the park as soon as possible but he and Tucker had already waited for ten minutes.
"I thought you and Vlad were the only ones…" Tucker muttered.
"So did I," Danny assured his friend. "Until I saw Kelly transform. But the thing is that she doesn't know that I saw her change into Kelly-Go-Boom."
Tucker let out a snort at this. "So what's the problem, apart from the fact that she's half ghost?"
Danny rolled his eyes infuriatingly at his best friend. "I don't know if I should let on that I know her secret and tell her about myself or just pretend we're all normal people!"
"Well… I'm out of here. This is so not my specialty. Talk to Sam or something." Tucker told his friend before hesitating. "Speaking of Sam… I haven't seen her since lunch, and she's been awfully… strange lately. More so than usual. Do you know what's up with her?"
"Not at all," Danny too was concerned about his Gothic friend. "She's normally totally into the whole ghost stuff. And the Sam I know wouldn't pass up the chance to hear some gossip about the new girl."
"The new girl that Danny has a crush on," Tucker sang, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
Danny blushed. "Give me a break, Tuck," he told his friend absently.
"So what's her best feature?" Tucker asked with a smile.
"She doesn't have one."
Tucker gasped. "So cruel, so cold hearted, so… in denial!"
Danny laughed at his friend. "Oh but all her features are her best," Danny admitted. "I don't know, it's weird. I've seriously never felt like this."
"Not about anyone?" Tucker asked. He received a shake of the head so Tucker pushed it further, whispering, "Not even with Sam?"
"Sam is my best friend. Nothing more. Kelly? Oh god, I can't get her out of my head." Danny moaned as he pictured her smiling face.
"You know what that say," Tucker began with a smirk. "Like attracts like."
"Shut up Tucker," Danny muttered. "But anyway, I'm going to go check if Sam's home. See if she's okay, and all. I'll see you tonight for our patrol, at say… 11:15? Mum notices if I sneak out too soon after curfew. I don't know, she must check my room or something. Bye Tuck,"
Danny focused on his surroundings as he began to walk away from his African-American friend. Using his excellent night vision – courtesy of his other half, Danny Phantom – he made sure that was no one else in the small park that might catch a glimpse of his transformation. It was as he had guessed – all clear.
In merely seconds he was in the air, his silver hair blowing with the wind. It was getting colder at nights, meaning that Danny would have to start patrolling town by himself. Luckily he didn't need too much sleep – he spent only five hours sleeping each night. After a year of doing so every single night, Danny had gotten used to the terrible hours. Sometimes he got even less sleep.
The cold didn't bother him much either. Even when he had been completely human, he hadn't been bothered by the cold. Some people thought it was freakishly weird, but it was normal for Danny. Well, as normal as things got for such a kid. The cold air soothed Danny.
He could see Sam's large mansion in the distance. He remembered the first time that he had been to her house – they had been friends for a few years but he hadn't been to her house before until last year. It was quite pathetic, he knew that. He actually didn't know that Sam's family was rich. But she didn't hold it against him.
"Sam," He whispered to himself as he fly to her window and gave a slow, delicate tap, followed by another, and another – all perfectly timed. He made sure he was invisible just in case Sam had others in her bedroom and waited for a few moments.
The curtains were parted by a concerned, anxious Mrs Manson, Sam's mother. Danny peeked around her and noticed that Sam wasn't in the bedroom. If her mother were in her bedroom, worried about something, then something must have happened to Sam. And there was only one way that he could find out exactly what it was.
Danny sunk to the ground and reverted to his human form. He whipped his silver cell phone of out the back pockets of his blue denim jeans. He dialled Sam's home number and waited for her mother to answer it.
"Hello, this is Mrs Manson speaking," she said right on cue.
"Hi Mrs Manson, this is Danny speaking. Danny Fenton. I was wondering if I could speak to Sam," Danny enquired as he stared up at his best friends bedroom window.
"I'm sorry Mr Fenton," His mother whispered apologetically. "Sam isn't able to come to the phone right now. Would you like to leave a message?"
Danny's heart thudded in his chest. "Why can't she come to the phone, if I may ask?" He had to be extremely polite when speaking to Sam's mum – she'd use his lack of manners as a reason why he wouldn't be allowed to speak to Sam.
"I'm afraid Sam isn't home at the moment," Mrs Manson replied curtly.
"Do you know where she is, or any way that I would be able to contact her?" Danny wasn't expecting a positive reply. "I mean, since she's not answering hr cell phone or anything…"
Mrs Manson hesitated briefly. "No, Danny, I am sorry I do not know where she is or how she could be contacted." She muttered hopelessly. "Goodbye, Mr Fenton."
She hung up before he could reply.
Danny looked at the wallpaper on his cell phone of him and his two best friends eating ice cream. It had been taken less than a month ago. Since then, Sam had begun to change into a different person. Tucker and Danny had dismissed her change in attitude and put it down to 'girl business'. But it was obviously something worse.
Sam had run away from home. Either that or she hadn't returned to her house at all after school. She had answered her cell phone earlier and seemed her usual self but now her cell emitted a 'disconnected' signal. She was either in trouble or she didn't want to talk to anyone.
Danny transformed into his ghost self once more and jumped into the pitch black night sky. Perhaps the power had gone off, because none of the street lamps were working. Danny frowned and tried to think of places that Sam enjoyed to visit, or where she might go when in a bad mood.
He knew she wasn't at that Goth bookstore that she liked because of course, it was shut at these hours, and he had flown past it on his way to her house. There had been no one inside – otherwise his keen ghost sense would've picked her up.
"Suspicious," A female voice called to him from behind.
Danny spun around and narrowed his eyes. Floating directly opposite him was a figure clad in red and standing atop a hover board. It was none other than Danny Fenton's school friend, and Danny Phantom's hunter, Valerie Gray. And no offence to the persistent girl, but Danny was not in the mood to deal with her.
"So the street lamps just happen to be off?" Valerie demanded, hoisting a gun upon her shoulder, the barrel aimed directly at the half ghost.
"Look, I'm not in the mood," Danny growled at the girl. "And I had nothing to do with this. If you don't mind, I'd like to be alone. Why don't you hunt the box ghost, or something?" He suggested.
Right on cue, Danny's ghost sense was triggered and the box ghost came flying past, shouting out "Beware!" as he did so.
Valerie didn't even spare the pathetic ghost a glance. She continued to focus her masked gaze on Danny. "Oh, don't even think of getting your ghost pals to distract me,"
"Ghost pals?" Danny asked with a humourless laugh. "Ghost pals? Come on, I'm not that pathetic."
He fired an ice blast at Valerie's arm, hoping to freeze it where it was. He knew he shouldn't use his ice powers on humans because they were in danger of catching frostbite, but he really needed to find Sam. Valerie tried to dodge the blast, but it hit her ecto-gun instead.
"Too bad," Danny muttered before flying off. He didn't look behind him to see if Valerie was still a threat – he just flew away as fast as he could to lessen the chances of her catching up to him anytime soon.
Danny had been searching for Sam for almost a half hour when he got a call on his cell phone. He checked the caller ID and cursed – it was Kelly. He had forgotten to call her and reassure her about his safe getaway from the earlier scene at the Nasty Burger.
Instead of doing the smart thing and answering the call, Danny ignored it. He couldn't change back into Fenton at this time, and could not risk the fact that Kelly might be able to detect the slight ghostly echo in his voice. He would just have to call her later and apologise – he would pretend he'd lost his phone.
Only two minutes later his phone began to ring once again. Danny cursed and glanced at the caller ID – he thought it would be Kelly once again, being persistent. Instead, it was his sister. Danny flipped the phone open without a second thought and muttered into it.
"Danny!" Jazz growled. "You forgot to meet me. Oh, and just letting you know, Sam called and told me to tell you that she's okay."
"Seriously?" Danny asked, relieved that he had been worrying over nothing. "Is she at home?"
"Yeah, she called from her home phone. She said you'd talked to her mum earlier. But she said not to come and visit her all the time because she needed privacy. She was in a grumpy mood when she called," Jazz commented.
"Oh okay."
"But anyway, I really need to talk to you when you get home. And I suggest you get home soon. Mum and Dad are getting worried – it's past your curfew." Jazz informed him.
"Oh damn!" Danny cursed as he glanced at his watch. "I totally forgot! I'll be there in a sec, okay?"
"Bye."
Danny hung up and changed the direction of his flight, instead setting a path towards his house. He sped up, knowing that if he was too late his parents may call the police, and he didn't want to explain to everyone what he was doing so late at night. But what would he tell his parents when they demanded an explanation?
"I'll tell them the truth," he decided. "Not the whole truth, but I'll tell them I was looking for Sam because she had disappeared."
He saw his house at the exact same time that his ghost sense went off. Surely enough, there was a ghost hovering just beyond his bedroom window. His keen eye sight informed him of the ghost's identity as it turned to look at him. Kelly-Go-Boom.
She frowned slightly and he noticed that she had concern written all over her face. She must've looked up his address and come to check on him because he hadn't answered his phone. She would've noticed that Danny Fenton wasn't inside and overheard her parent's conversation about it. She may have even overheard Jazz's conversation with him.
If that was the case, then Kelly wouldn't believe that he had lost his phone. After all, Jazz had rung only minutes before Kelly.
"Just out of curiosity," Danny called from ten metres away, unwilling to go too close to his own house in case his parents spotted him and trained their guns on his body. "What are you doing?"
"I could ask the same question," Kelly replied.
"Why, I'm but patrolling the city. Now answer my question."
Kelly's lower lip wobbled, her green hair blowing in the slight wind. "He's missing," she whispered.
"No, he's not." Danny told her.
"Then where is he? He's not here, and no one knows where he is."
Danny glanced around him, trying to figure out a way to get her away from his house. "Well, how about you call him again? I can't help you. I'm late."
He flew around a corner and into a nearby alleyway, ignoring Kelly as she called out, "Late for what?"
Danny felt his phone vibrate in his pocket and without further delay, changed back into his human self. He waited for a few seconds before flipping the phone open. "Hello?" He answered, beginning to walk towards his distant house.
"Danny!" Kelly hadn't changed back into a human – her voice had a ghostly echo to it. "Why didn't you answer your phone earlier?"
Danny glanced around him, trying to think up an excuse. "Oh, I was talking… with someone."
"Oh," Kelly sounded crestfallen, probably thinking that Danny had been out, having a 'wild' time with a girl. "I'm sorry for bugging you."
"You're not bugging me," Danny laughed, trying to lighten her mood and convince her that he was literally talking to someone when she had called earlier. "Sam went missing, and Tuck got really worried so I went over and talked to Sam's mum." He explained.
"Oh. Has she been found yet?"
Danny could tell that the concern in Kelly's voice was fake – she already knew the answer to that question since she had overheard Jazz's conversation with him. "Yeah, Jazz told me she had. Oh, man I didn't realise it was so late. My parents will kill me. Did you make it out of the Nasty Burger okay? I lost you and couldn't find you. And then they evacuated the area." He lied.
"Oh, yeah I'm fine. I was worried about you, though. You just seemed to disappear. I'm glad you didn't get hurt or anything… did you?"
"No," Danny laughed. "Okay, sorry Kelly, I've got to go. I'll talk to you tomorrow at school, okay?"
"Cool, can't wait."
Danny had reached his front door while he had been talking to Kelly, and could feel her eyes on him from the sky. His ghost sense was going crazy, causing him to shiver, but he knew that he had to ignore it. She wouldn't be able to sense him when he was in his human form, thankfully.
Danny cautiously turned the door handle and opened the door, revealing two angry parents behind it.
"Young man, you've got some explaining to do."
Haha this was the hardest chapter to write, but not because it was actually hard. My wireless keyboard died, and I don't have a non-wireless keyboard so I was doomed. Then I grabbed a pen and paper and wrote one sentence down and then died of stomach pains. And so I was up half the night, dying, dizzy, with a fever sort of thing, passing out and all that. How fun!!
But now I'm almost all better :) and I'm on my sisters computer that is not connected to the internet, so… I better send this to my computer. And I'm on the guest account so I'll have to get the password off of her when she returns from work because I can't put documents from the guest account onto a usb stick… and then I'll be able to post this chapter, yay :)
Love Kirstyn And Her VampElfDottedDots :D
