Pain. One could describe it as a force that encourages change. It can come from anywhere, physical or mental, friends or family, or even...yourself. I was only just a thought before the accident, but now? Heh...now I'm free...and there are no strings on me…
I woke up with sweat dripping from my forehead, eyes wide awake as I looked at my surroundings. It appears that I was unconscious on the sidewalk, for what seemed to be a couple of hours…
"Dammit, did I get mugged again?" I said to no one in particular, as my silver glove rubbed against my aching head. Wait- silver glove? I look down with a quizzical expression.
'What the hell?!' I thought as I looked down at my entire attire to see that yes, I was in my ghost form. 'But how the hell did I get knocked out in my ghost form!?' Suddenly my musing was broken from an erie rustling of leaves blown by the winds.
Shaking my head with disbelief I let out a low chuckle. "Wow the great Danny Phantom scared of the wind, what's next ghosts?" I stood up and began to walk around, trying to get a feel for the place. However the weird thing about this place, was that it felt familiar...as if I was here or am here? Okay that didn't make any sense, but it just made a little sense in my head.
Turning the corner, my eyes widened in horror and fear as a scene from a horror movie presented itself to my eyes. Buildings were all totaled, bricks blown from their spots as huge flames raged on from within. Corpses littered the ground, children and adults, none were left in recognizable states as they were burned by the fire. If one were to look closely, you'd see from the building's broken windows; that bodies hung from them, presumably from wanting to escape the fire only to get caught up in the broken glass.
I just stood there, not knowing how to react. I didn't know whether to cry for the lost lives, or to just walk away from this scene and mind my own business. My hands subconsciously balled into a fist as my eyes finally wandered to a particular detail I didn't notice until now. The Flames My eyes narrowed in response to my bright silver flames that seemed to rise high into the sky, as if to mock me. There was only one person who has those.
'Me…' A blue wisp escaped my mouth as my eyes widened, the aching in my head was not a headache at all, it was my Ghost sense nudging me to the ghost, but this time it was blaring. It was like the school's fire alarm shooting off right next to my ear.
I gritted my teeth at the ache in my head as I turned with a hardened look as I saw my house. I expected a big monster to come and break down the house, but not a huge pillar of silver fire. The pressure of the entire ordeal was making me sweat profusely, as I was blown back by the concussive force of the release in energy.
I had to cover my eyes or else all the dust from the streets would get in them, only to hear a laugh that made my blood freeze.
"Hahaha…"
I quickly opened my eyelids to see a scene that haunted me to this day. In front of me were my parents being held by their necks as two muscular arms ignited their bodies, making them scream in agony. "DANNY!" I heard as their vocal chords were quieted by the roaring flames. I soon began to fly as fast as I can towards them, only to be stopped by a huge flame that erupted in front of me.
"Tsk...tsk...tsk, You never learn, do you?" A voice broke through the volcanic flames, that just leaked of regret and arrogance. Soon two red eyes emerged from the silver, it was as if the grim reaper came personally to meet him. "Grim reaper huh? I liked it better when I was referred as the Devil…"
'Those were my-' I was broken from my safe place as the two arms from before showed themselves, and held me up from my hazmat suit. "Thoughts" The voice finished up as I saw the visage of him.The red eyes, fangs, snake tongue, and most of all...the fiery silver hair…
"Hello Danny...meet your phantom"
Vlad worked tirelessly as he tried to salvage what remained of his lab. It had been thirteen days since he left his Godson in the cryo bed, and everyday he came to check, conditions seemed to get worse and worse. It started with little wiring issues, and then full out shortages. He had to stay up for the next few days starting up back generators, so the machines wouldn't stop the process.
After the sedatives began to enter Daniel's body, successfully knocking him out, he placed a headset on the boy's temple. His plan was to make the perfect son, so they could rule the ghost zone, kill off Undergrowth the parasite once and for all, and land directly back to where they began before this ordeal. So far however, it seems that step one of three seems to be quite the hardest.
Everytime he would attempt to sleep, flames would erupt from the lab, so he'd have to work tremendously to put them out. He had to fix the glass, because part of it was beginning to melt and mold through the sheer heat Daniel's Ghost form was dishing. He had to inject even more sedatives, just so that he can have a slim chance of this working.
However, this was the day it should end. After countless hours, today should be the day that the memory replacement injector should have finished with its process, and now Daniel should think that he is his son. He even made sure that Sandra was his "mother", just so he can hate Undergrowth with a passion just as he does.
Placing a few papers back where they belong, and throwing some that were unusable now, he placed his hand on a verification machine.
Are you sure you want to release Test Subject 02.
Vlad looked over at the cryo bed and with sad but determined eyes hit the yes button. Soon a pressure release sound could be heard from the bed, as the tube opened up to reveal Daniel Fent-...Masters in his unconscious state. Vlad placed his index and middle finger on Daniel's neck, only to feel no pulse.
'NO!' Vlad thought as he looked at the heart monitor which was previously beeping like natural, now flat lining. "WAKE UP DANIEL!" He said as he got ready the defibrillator. "240! CLEAR!" Voltages seemed to only do nothing, as the body only jolted up for a quick second.
"440!" Nothing
"560!" Nothing
"750!" Nothing
"Sandra, put me on 1000 volts!" Vlad said with tears nearly leaking out of his eyes as panic wracked through his entire body.
"But honey, that could lead to some serious repercussions, that are irreversible." A robotic voice rang through the lab as Vlad looked down for a second before making his decision.
"We have to try…" Vlad said as his voice began to crack, as he saw the machine light up with power. "Clear…" The voltages went through Daniel's body, only to give a response that Vlad didn't want. He looked over to the monitor, to see that it didn't change, still flat line.
He looked over Daniel's body and began to cry, he didn't mean to make it this way. He thought that today was the day, the day that the plan finally works. No...it seems all today was when he killed his Godson, through his stupid ambition.
'What will I tell his pare-'
Beep...
Vlad crying halted immediately as he heard a beep ring out through the heart monitor. He looked up with a hopeful expression, and looked at the monitor. He saw it, HE SAW IT!
Beep…
Beep…
Vlad had a grin come to his face suddenly, he did it! Daniel was alive! His son was alive!
He was broken from his thoughts as he heard a groan come from behind him, he sees that Daniel was rubbing his eyes as he attempted to sit up, only to fall back down. He saw him attempt to reach out, only for his arm to fall back down to his side, as if gravity was denying him his future.
"H-hello?" He heard his son say in a questioning tone, to see if anybody was there. It appears that his coma made him unable to use his muscles properly. He struggled as he moved his head to his right to see him. "D-dad?" Vlad was once again flashed with emotions, as tears filled his eyes.
The older man soon launched out of his chair and hugged his Son, as he began whispering. "Y-yes it's me son. It's me." His operation worked, the memory injector worked, and he finally had his perfect son.
"Come on son, we've much to discuss…" Vlad said as he picked his son up, and began to walk towards the elevator, hitting the button to go up.
"Can I get ice cream first, it's been pretty hot lately."
"Sure son, anything you want." Vlad said, not knowing that his Son's hair waved around for a brief moment, as if it were like fire in the wind.
AND THERE YOU GO, CHAPTER 12. I am super sorry for the long ass pause that I did, I just got really lazy to be honest. This chapter went through two rewrites, because I couldn't really get it right, but I feel like this is the best way it could be written. BTW School is starting in two-three days, so if I don't update frequently, its because school has got me by the balls. Anyways, leave suggestions and reviews, and I'll be sure to get to you in the next chapter. PEACE
OH AND PS: I know this chapter was shorter than my usual 2k word chapters, so forgive me.
