Restless
Summary: Dan (Dark) escapes a year after him being imprisoned and has plans to take over the world - again. However, things have changed since Dark Phantom last saw the present, and Danny has been getting ... restless. So Dark decides to help Danny down his new path.
Warnings: Future slash(DarkxDanny, maybe others), insanity, cussing, character death, probable torture and violence and misery etc. LEMON AND ANGST IN THIS CHAPTER.
Disclaimer: See chapter 2.
A/N: Hooray for updates! Hooray for readers! Hooray for reviewers! Hooray for HOORAYS! *Throws confetti~*
Shoutout for The-Other-Ghostwriter, whom you should all thank for the lemon, because she's an awesome perv, and because her lemons are better than mine. *Winkwinkgrin*
Thanks to the following people for reviewing!
xXxMartelxXx - Ahaha, that was kinda my fault. I just wanted to be able to say I posted 2 chapters of the same story in one day, heh. I've never done that before, and now I AM ACCOMPLISED! *Victory dance* I'd like to think it was a bit of both, if I'm being honest. Because guys in eyeliner are gawjus. *Insane grins* Yeah, well, Vlad was the slightest bit OOC, but I thought: 'Hey, he's wanted Danny to join the Dark Side since forever, so why not?' Lolzorz, best couple EVAR. Because every couple should go around killing peoples. I'd love a relationship that involved murder and crazy bathroom smex, ahahaha! Cliffie was because I'm evil.
The-Other-Ghostwriter - Yes, CLIFFIES AREN'T NICE, ARE THEY? But here is moreness anyways! Next chapter is for you, and the one after that, lulz. Lemon and then homicide. What fun! *Grins like psycho*
The Guys in White had called everyone together infront of the Town Hall. They had a huge crowd gathered, along with members of the press. Vlad was stood on the stage along with the two agents that always seemed to be causing trouble for the younger halfa. As Danny locked eyes with Vlad, the mayor shot his godson a worried look.
'Oh, shit. This isn't good.' Danny could tell just from the look on the mans face that this was serious. The only thing the teen could hope was that whatever evidence they had didn't link Phantom to Fenton.
'Don't worry if they do,' Dark murmered back silently. It was too crowded for the two to mutter to each other, so they had resorted to using their telepathic link. Dark himself was stood intangible and invisible beside Danny. 'We'll make sure that they regret finding out the truth.'
The first agent stepped up to the podium and spoke into the microphone. 'We have indisputable evidence that the Ghost Boy, or 'Danny Phantom' is behind the attack on a teen identified as Dashiel Baxter, and we have strong reason to believe he was behind the murder of Mr. Arnold(1) Lancer this Wednesday.'
The second agent stepped up to a projection screen that had already been set up, pressing a few buttons on a remote.
'This was sent into our headquaters early this morning. We have since verified that the video is not a fake.'
On the screen was a grainy video, obviously shot using a mobile. Thankfully, much to Dannys relief, the video started after he and Dark had already cornered the jock in the alley and the smaller teen had transformed. The video showed the three discussing something and Dark ripping off Dashs' head. Danny felt his face pale as the camera caught the kiss between Dark and himself, before Danny ran off suddenly. As Dark flew off with the corpse, the video cut. The whole of Amity Park was in shock. Of course Phantom hadn't actually done the murder himself, but he had watched and not stopped it and then he kissed the obviously male ghost who had done the killing. Murmers broke out among the crowd with comments ranging from 'it must be a fake' to 'oh my god, exorcise the bastard' and Danny couldn't believe what he was hearing. He couldn't believe what he had just seen. They had been caught.
Vlad stepped up to the podium, pushing the GiW agent, who had a superior smug look on his face, out of the way. 'I would like to point out that while the GiW have found that the video itself is real, we have no idea what the circumstances were, or indeed if the ghost shown was actually Danny Phantom. We have seen ghosts take on different forms before, and there is no evidence here to suggest otherwise.'
'What about Phantom killing Lancer?' someone called out from the crowd, making Vlad curse inwardly, and gave the Agent an excuse to push said man out of the way and take control of the microphone.
'Carved into the late Mr. Lancers' chest was the phrase 'Dark Danny was here' leading us to believe that this Ghost Boy, who refers to himself as 'Danny Phantom' was the one to write these words onto the deseased after the teen had murdered the teacher.'
Danny couldn't listen to this anymore. Everything was crashing down around his head. He had finally started to feel a bit more normal, a bit more alive than he had in the past year and all of a sudden these stupid government agents were bringing his life to it's knees and once Sam or Tucker or Jazz found out they would tell his parents and then they would hunt him down and disintergrate him even though they always said they'd love him no matter what because he was a filthy ghost and a murder to boot -
Tears streaming from his face, Danny pushed through the crowd, running and running, not knowing where, just going. He couldn't deal with this. He had to get out, away, anywhere else but here.
Looking around to find where his youngerself had suddenly ran to, Dark followed him, walking through a few people, making them shiver at the intrusion, but that was the least of his concerns. He followed Danny to where the teen had obviously gone invisible and ran off. Stroking his chin thoughtfully, Dark wondered where he would have gone before he lost all trace of his humanity and therefore emotions.
Dark checked the school. Dark checked Sams house. Dark checked Tuckers house. He checked the Nasty Burger, the park, even Vlads office. After finding that Danny wasn't in his home either, that only left the Ghost Zone. And there weren't too many places the halfa could go in there. Sighing, Dark flew into the portal that was active in the Fenton lab. There was no doubt Danny had been through here.
Landing at Clockworks Tower, Dark pushed open the door and roamed an eye over the place. Oh yes. Daniel had been here, even if he wasn't now.
Funiture was lying smashed around the place, big cracks were running through the walls and floors and the place had a general feeling of sorrow. It was the kind of sorrow you experiance when everything and everyone close to you is suddenly distroyed. Dark knew the feeling well, although the memories of it were fuzzy at best.
Pausing to listen, he heard a very faint sobbing noise coming from the corner. Striding over, Dark found Danny in a foetal position, his HAZMAT suited arms wrapped over his head, sobbing quietly. It was almost pathetic enough for Dark to feel sorry for the boy. Almost.
Smirking slightly before placing a worried look on his face, Dark scooped up the teen, sitting down and shifting him onto his lap, stroking his hair softly, making gentle 'shush'ing noises. Danny just clung to the material of the older ghosts shirt, crying into it like a small child might to a parent. After what seemed like hours, but was only about twenty minutes, Danny managed to stop himself from wailing, and looked up at Dark with big watery bloodshot eyes.
'How can I ever go home now?' the halfa asked in a wretched whisper, his voice hoarse from crying.
'You don't have to. All they would do is persecute you and hurt you. And I don't want that to happen. I care for you Danny. Don't worry,' Dark assured, continuing to stroke Dannys hair, honeyed words of comfort flowing from his lips. 'We'll make them pay for what they did. There won't just be death and pain and suffering. There will be horror.'
Danny sniffed, blinking away the last of his tears. 'Do ... do you promise?'
Dark chuckled. 'Yes, Daniel, I promise.' His fingers trailed from the halfas hair to his neck, stroking the sensitive junction between his shoulder and his neck. 'I can take your mind off what they did, if you'd like,' he purred, still caressing the piece of flesh. Danny mewled slightly, nodding. He wasn't quite sure what Dark was going to do, but right now he just didn't want to think at all.
Smirking again, Dark turned them both intangible, flying them through the ceiling and into another room, dropping Danny on a bed. The bed was a huge fourposter affair with deep purple silk sheets and the headboard had a gear with the letters 'CW' inscribed embedded into it. Dark chuckled at his own warped sense of humour. Imagine, screwing Danny, someone Clockwork had considered a son to him, on the dead ghosts bed. Dark licked his lips.
Crawling on top of the teen, Dark started licking and biting the flesh of the teens neck, grinning as he pulled a moan from the boy beneath him. This was definately making it worth not killing him. Grabbing Dannys wrists, the flame-haired ghost glued them to the headboard with a glob of ectoplasm, smirking down at the teen who struggled slightly in his new-found bonds.
'Trust me, Daniel, I'm going to make you feel wonderful ... ' Dark drawled, phasing Danny out of his HAZMAT suit and tossing it to the side. The halfa blushed and squirmed around again, the only thing stopping him from being completely nude being a pair of black boxers.
'What about - ' Danny started, before halting mid-sentance.
'What about what, Daniel?' purred Dark, delighting in the shiver that ran down his younger selfs' spine.
Danny flushed tomato red. 'What about your clothes?'
Chuckling, Dark nuzzled the teens ear, nibbling on the lobe slightly. 'I didn't think you'd be this eager, Danny-boy,' he breathed, making Danny shiver again and arch into the older ghost. But Dark complied, phasing out of his own suit quickly and easily. Danny gaped.
Dark was ... well, gorgeous. He was well muscled and, as Danny discovered as he glanced down, very 'well off' down there.
'Like what you see?' purred the ghost, pinching the boys nipples, making him gasp and arch, nodding in agreement. 'Good,' Dark chuckled in response.
Kissing Danny hard, he forced his tongue into the teens mouth, mapping out every inch of the warm wet cavern before him. One hand was playing with Dannys chest, while the other had snuck down to fondle the boy through his boxers, forcing another breathy moan out of him and into their kiss. Growing impatient, Dark tore off the material preserving Dannys modesty before sticking two fingers in the halfas mouth.
'Suck,' he ordered, smirking as Danny did just that, making sure the didgets were fully coated in his saliva before Dark withdrew them, a small whimper escaping Dannys throat. Without warning, Dark thrust one of the lubricated fingers into Dannys hole, making the teen keen and arch off the bed. Ignoring the mixed cries of pain and pleasure, the ghost began to work his finger in and out of Danny, stretching him, reveling in the noises that he tore from his younger self.
Sticking in a second finger, Dark began to scissor his fingers, smirking at the teen moaning wantonly on the bed. Danny had gotten used to the unusual feeling of having something up his ass and was ... well, enjoying it now. It felt good. Really good. It felt like Dark was searching for something but Danny had no clue what. But - OHMYGOD, what was that? Danny saw stars for a moment, as it seemed that Dark had found what he was looking for.
'Do ... do that again,' Danny gasped, writhing on the bed.
Smirking, Dark pressed the little bundle of nerves inside Danny, making the boy push his hips back, trying to get more friction, trying to get that feeling again. A small whine left his throat as Dark removed his fingers, closely followed by a scream as something much bigger replaced them.
Danny didn't know if he should feel pain or pleasure. It felt like he was being torn in two, but at the same time he felt so full and complete. Biting his lip, Danny moved his hips back against Darks hesitantly. Smirking against Dannys neck, Dark started to thrust into his younger selfs' tight hole, groaning slightly. As Dark moved his hips slightly, Danny felt that something spark again, and he arched off the bed, crying out the ghosts name, taking him in deeper.
Laughing, Dark started thrusting faster, hitting the halfas prostate more often than not. Danny couldn't stop the moans that came from him, and his world had narrowed to just him, Dark and the overwhelming pleasure he was feeling. Knowing that Danny was close, Dark grasped the boys cock, stroking it hard and fast, pounding into him even harder.
'Pl - pleassse ... ' Danny ground out, his hips arching to meets Darks every thrust.
'Please, what?' asked Dark sadistically, reminded of their earlier tryst in the shower.
'I ... I need to ... '
'Need to what?'
'I need to cum, please Dark, let me cum!' Danny cried out wantonly, not finding it within himself to care if he sounded like a whore.
Smirking, Dark bit down hard on the halfas neck, sending the boy into a bliss filled state as he came violently, his inner walls clamping down on the older ghosts cock like a vice, pulling Dark over the edge with him. They collapsed in a panting, sweat-slicked heap, Danny panting heavily while Dark wasn't breathing at all.
'So do you remember what you were upset about before?' Dark purred, smirking. He only got a garbled response out of Danny, which he took to mean a 'no'. 'Good,' he replied as Danny fell asleep, closely followed by the older ghost.
(1) - I had no idea what Mr. Lancers real first name was, so I decided to call him Arnold. Whoop whoop for creative liscense! It just took me about five minutes to remember the word liscense~!
A/N: Hooray for badly fail first-time lemons! *Cheers* Even more hooray for horrible gore and violence of the next chapters to come! Be afraid, mortals. Be very afraid. This fic is more horror than romance, so that was the first and only lemon of the story. Sorry peoples! But review anyways! because I love you! And you love ME.
So yes. The end is in sight, probably three more chapters, five max. When this ends, this will be the VERY first EVER fanfic I have managed to complete that isn't a one shot. HOORAY, MORE CELEBRATIONS! Now I'm going to eat dinner.