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Chapter 9: Laden with Guilt

It was strange, everyone agreed, very strange. They felt tired, yes, but they didn't feel hungry. Everyone had been walking on the path for around 2 hours now, at least, that's what they thought. None of their clocks would work.

Dash was steaming, fuming, and every other word for someone severely pissed off. He was unsure whether he should open another door, but apparently he hadn't learned his lesson yet.

Once again everyone stopped to rest, and Danny just stood there, waiting. Dash stood up and walked over to Danny.

"You know, every time I open those doors I get embarrassed by you, and I don't appreciate it." Dash said, holding his fist.

Danny smiled. "Ooh! Good for you Dash! Now what have we learned?" He fake cooed, amusement clear in his voice. Dash wasn't listening anymore. Instead he pulled back his fist, and let loose.

"AAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!" Everyone turned to see a surprised Dash Baxter with his fist in the air, supposedly where a person's face should've been.

"You know, only you would choose to pick a fight with Danny Fenton in Danny Fenton's mind." Someone said. It was guide Danny.

Sitting on top of a door frame that had just landed was Danny. He sat there very calmly, but he was smirking.

Dash ran up to him and tried to punch him again, only to have Danny disappear again. Dash looked at the door. It was white with black symbols on it.

But he didn't have much time to gaze at it, because Danny appeared behind him and using one finger, pushed him into it.

Dash crashed into the door with a surprised yell, and everyone laughed. Dash stumbled into the door, and Mr. Lancer once again went after him, the other students following.

Inside the room was what looked like Mr. Lancer's classroom. No one else except a slouched Danny Fenton was in it. His hands had black gloves on them and his shirt was white. His sneakers were black too.

No one could see his eyes because he was slumped over a piece of paper, muttering things. No one said a word.

But they watched as Danny continued to mutter, a piece of chalk rose from the chalk board, writing things in time to his mumbling.

Mr. Lancer started reading it aloud. "Guilty. I try to protect them and I fail. Dan Phantom, was my fault. ALL MY FAULT. People got hurt, because of me. Property and lives are ruined. BECAUSE OF ME. It's ALL MY FAULT AND I NEVER DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT. IT'S MY FAULT. People get hurt, they die, ALL BECAUSE I DIDN"T DO SOMETHING. IT'S ALL MY FAULT." And so the chalk board writings continued, and Danny gripped his head.

"WHY DIDN'T I DO SOMETHING??!!!" He suddenly yelled, practically ripping his hair out.

He started banging his head on the desk. Sam and Tucker came forward, and just out of knowing, put their hands on his back. Danny turned, and everyone saw those tear-filled eyes. They were full of fear, apprehension, and guilt. Mostly guilt. Why was he guilty? What was he guilty of?

Danny banged his head on the desk again, gripping his head very hard, through his clenched hands.

"Dude stop it! You know what happened wasn't your fault!" Tucker said, trying to hold Danny back. But he continued to struggle.

"Yeah Danny, what happened was an accident. Clockwork stopped it from happening. It's okay. You know that." Sam said, trying to hold him back too.

"But it was my fault! You guys could've gotten killed! Because of me! Because of me being stupid!" Danny said, tears pouring out of his eyes, as he gripped his head harder.

"But we didn't! We're here now! You've got to calm down." Sam said, rubbing his back soothingly.

"Yeah dude, we're not dead, we're right here." Tucker said, patting his back as well.

Guide Danny stepped forward as well, and put a hand on Danny's back calmly, his hand glowing green. The mutterings and crying ceased suddenly, and Guilt was calm.

"You two are the ones aren't you? His confidence and reassurance comes from you doesn't it? He's lucky to have you…" Guilt said calmly, and faded away. The door was there again, and no one needed to be told twice to leave.

"Mr. Foley! Ms. Manson!" Mr. Lancer called. Sam and Tucker looked at each other and gulped.

"I demand you tell me what's going on!" He said, grabbing them both on the shoulders.

"Actually, you don't have the right to demand anything. Whether or not they tell you is Danny's choice, not theirs." Guide Danny said, suddenly there. Mr. Lancer jumped back, startled.

"B-But." Mr. Lancer said, but Guide Danny had already disappeared and reappeared at the head of the group. It was time to go.

Tucker and Sam ran up to Danny, leaving Mr. Lancer stuttering, and tried to figure out what had just happened. They weren't completely sure themselves.

"He was talking about his alternate timeline wasn't he?" Tucker said, though it came out more like a statement than a question.

"Yeah." Sam nodded. "But I don't think it was just that. I think he was talking about all the times a person has gotten hurt or property has gotten damaged." Sam said, raising an eyebrow.

"I never really realized how hard it is for Danny, are we really the only ones that pull him through?" Sam said to Tucker.

"I guess so. Us, and Jazz that is. I guess sometimes he feels really guilty. I mean he tries to save everyone, because he promised he would. Danny really shouldn't try to take on that kind of role. Unfortunately, I think he's gone so deep into it that it isn't something he could suddenly take back. Some people believe he'll always be there to save the day. And I guess because of that, he'll always have to be." Tucker said. Sam stared.

"You really have been spending too much time with Jazz you know that? But you are right. I don't think Danny could stop superheroing now, even if he wanted to." Sam said, sighing. Her friend carried a burden, and sometimes she was afraid it might crush him.

"Look Sam, Danny's strong. If he can fight ghosts each day, then he can get through this. I just hope we can." Tucker said to Sam. Sam nodded, gulping down a lump in her throat.

"Let's go." She said, and quickened her pace to keep up with Danny and everyone else. Tucker smiled. They were going to get through this, no matter what.

Whoo! A Chapter 8! I'm getting good at this. And don't worry! I'll try to include the good parts of Danny's mind! I got a lot of reviews for the last chapter, so thanks! Oh, and there will be the Dan Phantom battle towards the last chapters of this story!