Time has come

Chapter 10:

Anthem of the Angels

March 12, 2013

Previously on Time has come…..

He opened his green eyes, which now hand a tinge of blue in. He looked down at his torso. He had on a long black trench coat that stopped 5 inches above his ankles. It was torn at the end of the coat. He also had on black combat boots with black buckles (like from belts but smaller and made for shoes.) on the side. His coat was opened, on his chest below the coat was his DP symbol. He felt something on his head but he could not comprehend what it was. 'Use your new powers. You can produce a mirror by sliding you hand in the air' Death instructed. He did as he was told as a mirror appeared on front of him. He was wearing a black hood on his head. On his shoulders were silver metal plates with small spikes on them. He slid off his hood only to find his phantom hair was the same except he had his raven black hair color on the edge of his spikes. His eyes blue/green, his hands both had black, metal gloves that had very small spikes, his left hand glove felt more like a hand. On his face was a small, 3 in. scar that started above his eyebrow to his cheekbone. Just to see why his left hand didn't feel like a hand, he then took off his glove. He almost screamed at what he saw. His hand was just like the grim reapers, it a skeleton hand. 'Your hand is fine. When you are human it's normal and when your ghost its skeleton. It produces powers that you can't even imagine.' Reaper explained 'You can also produce different colored ecto-energy balls. Try it. Focus on what color you want.'

The latter then thought of one. 'Purple and black.' Danny said in his mind just as he produced an ecto energy ball, the color was purple but with black in it. On his other hand held his regular green ecto-ball. Danny then grinned and said "This is awesome." He put away his ecto-energy balls (ewwww not like that!) and his mirror as he heard voices.

"Search for the boy. Make sure he's dead and I promise you I will give you my end of the deal." The mysterious yet familiar voice said. Danny looked up just a bit only to see his old arch-enemy Vlad Plasmius. Who was with him he did not know. The man had a red hoodie and red coat along with black pants and black shoes. Danny could only see the back of the man since he was turned around.

'Duplicate yourself. Make a bloody dead you and once the take the body you can leave.' Death planned "How can I do THAT when I don't have enough energy?" Danny questioned. 'Just duplicate like you always do and leave. It's that simple. Remember you are a lot more powerful than before. Once they take the duplicate you fly yourself back to Amity Park and stay undercover until its safe.' Death ordered. Danny duplicated himself as a bloody, broken person and put him on the ground. He ran and hid behind one of the pieces to the plane.

The red hood soon found him and took him to Vlad. They shared a few words back and forth and then left. Danny then stood up and flew at supersonic speed, which he never knew he had, to Amity Park.

Home…..

Everything changed….

His eyes, his clothes, his ghost, his flight, his power. What else has changed?

The wind blew furiously in his ears, pushing his white hair back as he continued his flight. The speed he was flying at differed from his normal speed. His current speed could possibly match that of a military jet.

He then thought about his home. Would people thought him dead? Is Sam fine? Who was behind all this? Millions of questions raced through the young man's mind.

Not long after, he spotted his hometown: Amity Park. He slowed down and began to descend. The latter then landed on the front of his apartment building. He had a smile on his face for he was going to surprise his fiancée. What he saw through his apartment window broke his heart. He saw his girlfriend crying into a pillow which she was gripping in her hands. She than lifted her head with tears still on her pale face, and mumbled a few words that he could not comprehend and proceeded to go to bed. He then thought he would come back tomorrow to surprise her when she feels better.

Danny stared into the now dark room with his black hood on. All you can see were pained green eyes through the dark hood. He pulled his hood back, revealing his white and raven black hair. He bowed his head and proceeded to take flight. But, before he could launch into the now dark sky, he felt a hand on his shoulder. Danny turn around with an ecto-ball in his gloved skeleton hand, ready to fire. Who he saw surprised him.

"Malcolm?" Danny questioned as he saw the ginger before him. Malcolm smiled and then pointed to the apartment window. Danny looked only to see that the light was turned on but no one was there yet.

"She is in pain but she is healing. If you go in now or tomorrow she would be hurt and even worse she'd be in danger more than ever." Malcolm explained with a smirk on his face as he saw Danny hurt. "Ghost would return, people would hunt you down, she could get in the cross-fire. Do you really want that?" Malcolm questioned him as he wiped of his smirk when Danny turned to look at him. "No. I want the best for her. I don't want her to be in more pain." Danny said in a low voice. His green eyes drop so that they were facing the ground.

"Then leave. Leave so that she can finally live in peace. No more ghosts, no more pain, no more suffering. Just peace." Malcolm stated as patted Danny's shoulder and walked away. Danny watched as the latter walked down the street into an ally. Danny then looked up at his apartment one finally time and smiled as he pulled his hood over his head and mumbled "I love you Sam." He put a hand over the left side of his chest where his heart is located. "Always and forever."

He then put both hands into his coat pockets and walked around his town one final time.

( a/n: Alright even though this would make a fantastic ending to the chapter, I am going to keep going to show you what happens to Danny and a little bit about Sam towards the ending. So bear with me here.)

'Danny, I need you to listen to me. And listen closely.' A grim voice instructed. Danny came to a halt. "Yes?" The latter said, signaling to continue. 'I need to train you. Your powers are very strong and if you don't know how to handle them properly many terrible things could happen.' Death explained. "Were?" The latter asked. 'There is an abandon warehouse about 10 miles away from Amity. It has a few broken down trucks and a sign that says 'warehouse 13' on the very top. It should already be open. I will be waiting inside.' Death said giving Danny the directions. "I will be there in a few minutes." Danny said as he ran into the nearest ally. Not paying attention, he runs into a group of thugs. There were 5 of them, all with torn, ragged cloths. Some had tattoos, some didn't. But all had weapons in their hands.

He ran into, what looked like, the leader. He was an African-American man, with a tribal tattoo across his face, and a few scars, and a bandana on his forehead. The man was about Danny's height. He wore a navy blue hoodie, which was torn on the sleeves and chest. He had black pants (also torn) and old black shoes.

"Lookie here. We got a runner." The man smirked evilly as he pulls out a combat knife. The others had weapons like guns, bats, knives, even chains. They all turned to Danny and started to laugh.

"I would stay away if I were you." Danny warned the thugs. "I don't wanna hurt you." He than pulled his glove off. Revealing his skeleton hand which held a blue and black flame. Danny looked at his hand curiously but shocked. 'Is this a new power?' he thought to himself. 'Yes. You have the power of fire just like your ice powers.' Death responded.

All of a sudden everything became blood-red. Everything started to feel like he was on fire. He grunted in pain as he gripped his head. 'My turn…' a demon voice responded as everything went pitch black.

The thug laughed and then looked at Danny. "You hurt us." The thug said as he raised both arms gesturing his group. "You don't gotta chance." Danny chuckled and then looked at the leader. His eyes were now red, striking fear into the gang. "You have no idea." He then disappeared and reappeared behind one of the thugs. He then whispered "Run." The thug turned around and started shooting. When he stopped he noticed nothing was there and he panicked. "WERE ARE YOU!" The leader yelled out into the air. After a few seconds of silence Danny appeared on front of the gang. "Here" Danny replied smirking then disappeared into thin air again. The gang aimed their guns I every direction possible.

"Argh!" The gang turned only to find one of the thugs dead on the floor. Blood pooling around him. One of the thugs dropped their gun and ran as far away as possible. The others stayed and formed a circle. "Let me go!" One of the thugs yelled. The group then turned to face an evil looking Danny and one of their own in a headlock. "Let him go!" The leader yelled. "Or what? You gonna shoot me? You'll end up killing him." Evil Danny replied grimly, smiling sadistically with his head tilted slightly to the left. "Boss, he'll kill Devin. Let's just leave him alone. "A white male suggested as he put a hand on the leader's shoulder.

"Devin huh?" Danny looked at the man he was holding in a headlock. "Is that your name?" The thug just stared at him in silence. "Answer me!" "Yes!" The man known as Devin responded. "Well Devin, this might be the worst day of your miserable life." Danny smiled as he disappeared with Devin. He appeared on front of the leader's face with Devin still invisible. The leader then pulled out his silver pistol and pulled the trigger. The leader stared, his brown eyes wide open, and there before him was Devin. A bullet wound to the chest. "NO!" The white male yelled. "Devin!" As the man tried to reach him Danny then used his fire ability and burned the man. "AAGHHH!" The male screamed bloody murder (I have no idea what that means I just read it in a couple stories and decided to put it in.) into the sky. When the man's screaming finally ceased and he lay on the ground motionless Danny looked at the leader. "Remember me." He said as he burned the side of the leader's face. "AHHHHHH!" He yelled as he got on his knee's holding his face. Evil Danny smirked, he then turned and flew up into the sky and launched to the warehouse. But, first a quick stop. (It's just like how iron man does it. If you don't know what I am talking about, Google it XD)

Danny's apartment….

"I'm carrying Danny's child." Sam mumbled, to Malcolm who sat in a chair on front of her. He put his big hand over her small one. "It's ok. If you ever need someone to help you with the baby, I will be there." Malcolm said smiling. "What am I going to tell them? That their father died in a plane crash. That he died a hero. Or that he left. Or-"Sam sentence was cut short when Malcolm put a finger over her lilac colored lips. "Just tell them the truth. If you want I could be their step-dad." Malcolm offered. Sam put her hand on his finger and gently pulled it off her lips.

"I could never do that to you. It wouldn't be fair for you." Sam whispered. "Shh." Malcolm hushed as he put his hand on her cheek and pulled her closer. "Don't worry about me." He whispered as their faces were centimeters apart. He then closed the distance between them. The kiss was passionate, soft and sweet. But, there was something missing. Something only Danny had, only he could do. She liked Malcolm but more as a friend then a boyfriend. She loves Danny, always have and always will. Somewhere in her heart she knew it was wrong. But, Danny's dead, but her heart told her the opposite.

She then pulled away. "We need to take things slow. Don't you think this is going too fast?" Sam asked. Malcolm nodded. "I agree. How about dinner at the Casa Blanca. Friday night at 8. Sound good?" Malcolm asked. Sam smiled "Yes. I'll see you then?" Malcolm stood and walked to the door. "See ya then." Malcolm smiled back as he walked out of the apartment and closed the door.

Sam was happy, but very sad all at the same time. She then proceeded to go to the bathroom and get ready for bed. But, before she entered the bathroom her phone rang. "Hello?" Sam answered. "Hi Sam." Tucker replied in a sad tone. "Hey Tuck. What 'sup?" Sam replied in a more happy tone. Try in enlighten her friend's mood. "Nothin' much. Did the plane people come by your house yet?" Tucker asked. Sam then returned to her sad mood earlier in the day. "Yea earlier. Why?" Tucker then inhaled sharply. "Please call me back when they do." 'TUCKER!' Sam heard his mom calling 'GET OFF THE PHONE AND GO TO BED NOW!' She yelled. Sam chuckled a little. "Shut up Sam." He mumbled into the phone.

"Gotta go. Later Sam and please, please call me when the planed people go to your apartment." He pleaded "Got it Tucker. Now go night, night before your mother gives you a spanking that you may never forget." Sam said laughing. " ." Tucker said angrily as the line went dead. She chuckled as she walked to her night stand and plugged her charger into the end of her phone. It make a 'ding' sound, signaling it was charging. She then got some shorts and Danny's t-shirt and proceeded taking a hot shower. Once she reached her queen sized bed, she pulled back the sheets and cuddled in her bed. She then turned touching the empty spot with her fingers delicately. Small tears fell from her eyes for this was the first, yet not the last, time she slept in her bed without her fiancée next to her. She pictured him next to her, embracing her in his arms and mumbling sweet nothingness into her ear.

"I miss you Danny." She whisper to the cold, chilly night air. "I miss you." She whispered. Oh, how she missed him. Unbeknownst to her the man she has been mourning was standing there watching her. Once sound asleep, he crawled into bed with her, de-transformed, and embraced the small women's frame in his arms. "I miss you too baby." He whispered as he kissed her forehead. "I miss you too."

-Phantasma

Awwww! Im a mood killer I know. How did you guys like it? Was it good,bad, sucky? I don't know let me know what you think. Gonna update in about 2 to 3 days ok? Hang in there guys!The idea for the title was from the song: Anthem of the angels by Breaking Benjamin. Great song!

Phantasma: Love ya!