Chapter 11: Ying and Yang Part 2

Everyone was walking, talking, whispering, and everything else you can do on a boring path. The jocks were also talking, without a brooding Dash, and they had decided they wanted to spice things up a bit.

It was a little boring now, and they realized that every time Dash opened a door, something cool happened, so they all nodded their heads in agreement and broke their group huddle.

"So Dash," one of the jocks said, coming up to him. "What?" Dash snapped. The jock ignored him. "We dare you to open another door!" He said, patting him on the back.

Dash shook his head. "I don't know…" "Great!" The jock said, slapping him on the back. "I knew you would do it!" Dash sighed, and shook his head again. "Every time I open a door, well… something happens!" He said, shaking the jock.

"Yeah, but we heard Danny talking to his freak friends. He said the next door you opened held an embarrassing secret, but you wouldn't open it because you were too…too… wimpy! Yeah wimpy!" Another jock said.

"WHAT?! NO ONE MAKES A FOOL OF DASH BAXTER!" Dash said, springing up, and sprinted to the door that had just landed. It was a black door with white symbols, but Dash paid no attention to that. He simply swung it open, much to everyone's surprise and marched in, smirking.

In the room it seemed to be divided into 2. One half of the room was painted white, very bright. The other half was a deep blue, with a melancholy feel to it.

Both rooms were empty, and it was strange.

"What room is this?" Dash shouted at Danny standing in the doorway. Everyone poked their heads in, and seeing nothing, walked in. Danny silently walked in as well, and took Dash by the shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Dash asked, trying to get out of Fenton's strong grip. But Danny just held on tighter, and suddenly shoved Dash into the white part of the room.

"AHH!" Dash said, and disappeared. Everyone gasped.

"Mr. Fenton what happened?" Mr. Lancer said, shaking Danny. "Find out for yourself." Danny said calmly, pointing at the white area. Mr. Lancer gulped visibly, then walked cautiously in.

He disappeared too. "WHOO!" Shouted Mikey, one of the geeks of Casper High.

No one paid attention to him. Slowly, some of the other jocks walked into the room disappearing. Soon everyone was gone.

Everyone was suddenly in another white room. It seemed to be the same, except it didn't have the blue side. It was a full white room.

Then everyone felt a feeling very strongly. Everyone smiled, and some laughed. They knew what it was. This emotion was happiness.

"Kids, I believe we are in Danny Fenton's memories of true happiness." Mr. Lancer said, recalling that part from his class where they were taught this. The students nodded their heads.

Suddenly everyone felt very light. They looked down, and screamed. The white room was gone, instead they were floating in the Amity Park sky.

"WHOO HOO!" Said Danny's voice, apparently from the middle of the room. Everyone screamed, except this time joyfully, as Danny's body did a loop-de-loop in the sky. Everyone felt great, wonderful and happy. They felt free. Then they realized where he was heading. To the docks.

Danny soon reached them, the salty wind blowing in everyone's faces. Danny went closer to the ocean, and everyone felt the salty water splash in their faces. Danny just laughed.

Then Paulina screamed. The image faded, along with the happy feeling. They were back in the white room. Some people even felt like yelling at Paulina for that, but they contained themselves.

"What is it Ms. Sanchez?" Mr. Lancer said exasperatingly. Paulina just shook her head, looking a little pale. When she had looked at the ocean, she thought she had seen Danny Phantom's face staring back. But she wasn't about to say that out loud.

"Mr. Lancer?" Valerie said, raising her hand. "Yes Ms. Grey?" Mr. Lancer said. Valerie came a little closer.

"I thought these were Danny's memories. How is he flying?" She whispered, trying to make sure no one heard her.

Mr. Lancer frowned. "To tell you the truth I don't know. These are supposed to be his memories." He whispered back. He didn't want anyone thinking that they should be panicking.

Valerie didn't get a chance to say anything more because once again they were experiencing a memory, or a image, or whatever!

Danny was watching a colored screen, and banging on some colorful buttons. He was at the arcade. Then the screen beeped and the screen said "PLAYER ONE WINS!" On it.

"WHOO! I TOTALLY WHOOPED YOU!" Danny's voice yelled, pointing at a slouching Tucker.

"AHH MAN!" Tucker said, banging his head on the game. Danny seemed to be doing a victory dance. Everyone had to hold back a laugh. Non-memory Tucker was slouching too, remembering his defeat.

And then it was done. The happy, joyous feeling was gone, and they were back in the room. Danny was sitting meditating, and without even opening his eyes he pointed to the blue half of the room silently.

Everyone cocked their head at him, and slowly walked over to the blue side. They then disappeared.

"I'm starting to get sick of that," Dash said, but everyone ignored him. They were now in an all blue room. Then a feeling of intense sadness came over them. Not sadness like break a nail, or sadness like this is a really bad day, but sadness like someone died.

"I think we are now experiencing…Daniel Fenton's purest…sigh….sadness." Mr. Lancer said slowly. There seemed to be a weight on his words.

Everyone else sighed as well. They didn't like this feeling. Then a memory came up. Danny was running to a building, the Nasty Burger actually. Sam, Tucker, Mr. Lancer, his parents, and Jazz Fenton were tied to a container of some sort.

Then Danny tripped, and for a while they only saw ground. When he looked up, the Nasty Burger exploded. Then the sadness returned.

Mr. Lancer was in shock. Valerie came up to him again, but before she could say a word he said, "I don't know Ms. Gray. I just don't know." He said shaking his head.

Valerie sympathized, and left him. Then another memory came up.

Danny was looking at the ceiling, throwing a ball at it. Sam and Tucker were sitting in chairs beside him.

"Did you see Valerie's face? She really thinks I tried to destroy her! If I ask her out I'm going to have to never tell her I'm-" "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Came a shout out of nowhere, and the image faded.

"What in Huckleberry Finn is going on here?" Mr. Lancer shouted, and made his way to the screen. It was Sam Manson.

"Why did you scream Ms. Manson?" Mr. Lancer said, eyeing her like she was some kind of criminal.

"Because I though I saw…a…spider?" Sam said, looking nervous. Mr. Lancer raised an eyebrow. The girl had a spider backpack, and was goth. He wasn't stupid.

But Ms. Manson seemed sort of relieved about something, so Mr. Lancer let it slide.

"Ok, well don't let it happen again!" Mr. Lancer said sternly, and walked away.

"Wooph!" Sam said, letting out her held breath. "That was a close one"

"You're telling me!" Tucker said, wiping off some sweat that had formed on his brow. "That was too close!"

"What is going on guys? I don't think Danny tried to destroy me!" came Valerie's voice, and they turned around and saw her, hands on her hips.

"Umm…we have no idea what you're talking about?" Tucker said, nervously. Sam slapped him on the back of his head. "Smooth Tucker!" She said sarcastically.

"You two are hiding something about Danny, and I'm going to find out what." Valerie said firmly, and walked away.

Secretly she was blushing a little. Danny had wanted to ask her out!

The room was back to half and half, and Danny was still meditating. He cracked open one eye a little. Then he stood up and dusted his pants off.

"You've seen a door that has one of the few balances within it. Happiness and Sadness. Let us leave." He said calmly, and walked out the door.

The others followed him, as the remainder leftover of those feelings in the room faded away.

If these people weren't teenagers (or maybe if they were Jazz), they may have been trying to figure out what all this meant. God knows there were enough clues for them to figure some of it out.

But these were teenagers, and teenagers often need the answer right there in front of them to understand what it is telling them. But they were getting very close to the truth. Maybe too close…

WHOO! Long chapter! Hope I satisfied you readers! I thought it would be good if Danny had a close call or two. I would also like to point out to you reviewers who say I don't update enough, that I update almost everyday while other authors might wait a month! SO THERE!

Until next time!

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