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Chapter 21

Red eyes. Blue skin. Plasmius…or is it…? No…no no, it can't. It can't be! Not him. Wait…it…is that-

I yelled so loud that it woke the ghosts inside the zone. What was that!? Red eyes and blue skin don't mean…him. Clockwork and Pandora…they have those visual qualities as well, right? It wasn't him… it can't be…no, please. I shook off the mental image and jumped out of bed. At least, normally I'd jump out of bed, today, I flopped out of bed because I'm…for the lack of another word…huge! Not as in 'Jack Fenton' huge, but I now stood like six foot, five. I ran to the bathroom, taking a quick glance at my alarm clock.

"Danny! It's almost time for school!"

"Okay, Jazz," I called back. Instantly my hand reached for my throat, which now housed my deeper, more masculine voice. I shuddered, it almost sounded like him. Never mind that for now, I had to get ready for school. Using a smidge of…oh who am I kidding? I used like four duplicates combined with super-speed. I was ready within the next minute. I gave Dana a quick breakfast, a kiss on the forehead, and told her to be good. Jazz and Dad looked at me, my new height startling everyone.

"Yeah…I'm tall now," I said sheepishly. Since I was tall now, I had to wear new clothes. I wore red converse, black jeans, a red shirt with a black DP logo (They have those now!), and a sweater that looked like my old shirt, but the sleeves are red all the way to my wrist and the hoodie is red.

"Really? I hadn't realized," Jazz wittily remarked. I laughed and ran out the door.

I flew to the school, where, now that my secret was out, everyone was waiting for me.

"Danny, Danny!"

Oh God, it's Paulina. She approached me and tried to give me a hug. Tucker, I thought, teleporting in a bright green flash. Whoa, head rush, I gotta get used to that. Unfortunately for me, Tucker was only ten feet away, leaving me still open to Paulina's phan-girling. That's right, I found out what my 'Phans' are called. My ear twitched.

'Fenturd may be the most popular kid in school, but he's not here right now.' I heard through the walls. I flew to where Dash was, and was shocked. Dash had Mikey up by the wall, his left hand by Mikey's trachea. Mikey was making weak gasping noises and his eyes were fixated on Dash's right hand. It held a knife. I duplicated, making there three Danny's total. One rushed Dash, and the other two helped Mikey. He smiled.

"W-why are there two of you for me, but only one for D-dash?" He questioned. I looked at him, and smiled. I opened my mouth to speak, but my duplicate did the same thing.

"When you use a pencil, it'll only take one stroke of the graphite to make a mark, but when erasing, it'll take more effort to take away the mistakes, right?" I inquired in stereo. He nodded, smiled, and thanked me. I used my sweater to make an ice packet. I handed it to him and took him down to the nurse.

Meanwhile…

One rushed Dash, and the other two helped Mikey. I was the one who rushed Dash, and that's all it took. I yelled at him.

"What do you think you're doing?! You think this makes you tough?! This'll make you go to jail!"

"Like you care, Fentoenail! I was your number one Phan, then you-"

"Then I what?! I revealed my secret identity? I put an end to your bullying? I didn't fear you? You can't pin this on me. No matter which way you twist it, no matter how you tell the tale, you end up the bad guy. Now come on," I said, flying him out of the school. I think he started to ask where we were going, but he quickly shut up. For a split second, that is, because once he knew, he tried to jump for it.

"Hi, Officer Wayne?" I asked politely. He nodded slowly, seeing me grabbing Dash's arm. I explained to him what happened, and he glared at Dash. Then he said something that surprised me.

"Mikey's full name is Michael Thomas Wayne."

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