I do not own Danny Phantom.
I really don't.
RANDOM FACT ABOUT ME: I love to eat Skittles.
This one shot is all Vlad's fault.
The rain came down hard from the sky. A lone figure kept on walking, not bothered by the rain. He gazed up at the upcoming house and shook his head. Why was it so familiar? 'It doesn't matter' he thought with a frown 'I have to finish my mission.'
His blue eyes flashed red at the thought of his mission. He could already hear their screams; he could already taste the scent of blood. How many times had he done this? He lost count after 23. He slowly walked up the steps of the house and used his keys to open the door.
It was silent; his father told him that they could possibly making new weapons. He scowled, he was weapon enough. His father made him better, his father taught him how to kill, his father showed him power.
Everything was much better with power.
His ears picked up two pairs of feet walking upstairs. He bit back a sneer when he spotted his so called parents. They didn't deserve to be called that, they sent him away in the first place and that's when his father took him in.
He clenched his fingers, forcing himself to wait for their deaths. He looked his 'mom' in the eye and forced a smile. She smiled back at him and in a few seconds he was in a hug.
Images came rushing into his mind when she hugged him. Her love for him, her scent, her happiness….
He shook his head, forcing the images away. His eyes flashed green when his 'dad' gave him a hug. He could feel the haze in his mind slowly fading away and he realized why he was here. Panic rose inside him as he pushed his 'dad' away and ran to the basement.
He sank to the floor, clutching his head. He was pushing the haze away, his eyes flashing blue, green, and red. He bit his lip as the haze pushed harder, trying to take over. He couldn't let it! He won't let it! 'Never, never, never!' he chanted in his head as another push came.
'Kill them…' a voice in his head said, tempting him for just a moment….
"Never!" he yelled out, causing a jolt of electricity to go through his body. He quickly looked around the room, his body shaking from the pain. He looked right in front of him, staring at the sharp point of the gleaming sword. He winced as more pain went through his body. He had to do this, it was the only way.
He slowly reached for the sword.
He put a dome around himself as his parents tried to reach him. "Never…." He whispered as his shaking hands raised the swords "I'll never hurt anyone if I do this." The screaming in his head increased as he brought the sword closer. "Never" he repeated as he struck the sword through his heart.
The green dome instantly shattered into little pieces. Danny stared at the blood coming out of his chest and collapsed on the floor. He gave a small smile and whispered one word, which echoed throughout the room.
"Never."
I wrote this at school.
I forgot what class but I'm pretty sure I wrote this on Monday.
My ankle hurts.