Phantom Trials
A Danny Phantom FanFiction by Cordria
This was my big break. I had waiting in line all night to get this seat – the one right behind where the defendant was going to sit. I had all new equipment: a new recorder, new notepads, new pens… I even had new shoes for the occasion. If I could pull of this report, I wouldn't be doing puppy food articles any more. I would be big time.
I had just gotten everything set out perfectly when the doors on the left-hand side of the courtroom opened. The normal buzz of the room dropped to silence as people watched the defendant walk into the room. He strode confidently towards his table, his white hair sparkling in the harsh lights.
As he took his seat next to his lawyer, he glanced around and smiled at two teenagers sitting next to me. I shivered and sat back in my seat. The shiver was partly due to the sharp chill that had suddenly tinged the air and partly due to the fact that the most powerful being in America was sitting mere feet away. People on all sides of me tried to surreptitiously slide farther away from him, and more than a handful abruptly left the courtroom. Oh yes, this case was going to jump-start my fizzling career.
"All rise!" the bailiff intoned. "The honorable judge Adrian Filch presiding." Everyone still left in the courtroom stood up as an older gentleman walked into the room. I noted that the defendant was floating several inches off of the floor.
Judge Filch stood behind his chair for a second before saying, "Please be seated." He picked up the case file and scanned it. "The case of the city of Amity Park versus Daniel Phantom, deceased, is now in session."
The judge looked up from his case file to glance at Phantom. "Deceased… and yet still present, eh?" He raised an eyebrow. "This is going to be one interesting case."
Phantom laughed softly. "You have no idea," he whispered under his breath. I wouldn't have caught it if I hadn't been sitting right behind him.
The teenaged girl sitting next to me dropped her head into her hands. "This is so wrong," she hissed. I couldn't help but notice the quick look that Phantom shot her. Phantom was grinning.
I just sat back in my chair and shook my head. This was no way for a murder suspect to be acting. He was behaving like this was no big deal. Of course, he was dead already, so maybe he figured there was nothing anybody could really do to him. All I knew was that the judge had been right: this was going to be one interesting case.
And thus began trial for the murder of Danny Fenton.
Written January 13, 2007
Plot bunny two of four.
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