Alright, this chapter will be better. Much better...
Dan Phantom was having a nightmare. He tossed, and turned. Moaning. Groaning.
"I can't go ghost! No!" And in a mere second, his friends and family was reduced to ashes. "No..." He fell to his knees. "NO!" In one moment, a single moment, he was orphaned, alone...
Danny Fenton was having a nightmare too.
"I was too late!" He sobbed. "They're gone!" He was on his knees, tears running down his face. "No! They're gone! I can't believe they're gone!"
Dan begged for mercy in his sleep. It was strange, someone so powerful being so weak, so flawed. He woke up, and snarled. No. He wasn't weak. Maybe his younger self was weak, but not him. He tried to let sleep take him, but it never came. A young Goth haunted his very being, and his every thought...
Danny pleaded for his friends and family. It was only a dream, but it felt real. He woke up, drenched in sweat and shivering. Sam was by his side. By the sound of it everyone else was asleep. She put her hand on his forehead. He smiled weakly. It looked more like a grimace. Wrapping her arms around him, Sam fell asleep. Still shivering, Danny rested his chin on the top of Sam's head and tried to sleep. It came, eventually.
Final chapter next... Excluding Epilogue...
~LeiaOrganicSolo