Special Chapter
I finally reached up to the present! (But I'll keep writing in the past because I prefer it xD)
Now shit's starting to get real (promise!) ...
So before that I wanted to make a short chapter without Danny. Yeah, it hurts, but I figured out it's the easiest way to show what happened after the incident. If you can't stand a chapter without our favourite ghost, skip this one, it's still possible to understand the story without it (I think :P)
So, be ready for a new chap with a lot more pain :)
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The girl laid in her room and stared at her luggage. She wasn't quite happy to move from Amity Park, but they had no other choice. It was an emergency evacuation after all.
"Sweetie, we have to go!" Her mother called her, so she stood up. She dragged the luggage with her, but stopped when she reached one closed door. The house cracked again and she remembered they had to move away quickly. When she arrived downstairs she found her parents already outside the house. They had to leave many things behind and it did hurt a lot. It was her home after all. The girl was about to go out when she spotted something. It was a family photo. All together. Her Mom must've forgotten it, so the girl kept it for herself. She closed the door and went to the car.
"Give me your luggage." Her father demanded. She opened the car door, as soon as her parents started fighting again. Of course she could understand her mother's choice to divorce from her father. The girl couldn't forgive her father either. But she missed the times when they were a happy family. All together. Mom, Dad, Jazz and her little brother Danny.
The boy sat in the van. He didn't talk much, only responded with nodding to his parents. The emergency evacuation had forced the whole town to leave everything behind. They had only packed things that fitted in the car. At least the government promised to finance all new homes for the citizens of Amity Park. But he was sure that wouldn't happen so soon.
"Tucker, I know it's hard for you." "You don't know anything." The boy hissed annoyed. He hated it when they remembered him what happened to his best friend. And mostly he hated the fact that they saw in Danny a monster. Some news claimed Danny was possessed by a ghost and all, but Tucker knew better. His friend may have been a living corpse, but he was still his friend Danny. He hadn't changed since the accident. Only to the better. Tucker sighed and put on his headphones. He needed to relax. To move on.
The man passed the boarders of Amity Park. He was now officially out of the cursed city. Although he didn't see it that way. Maybe he wasn't so popular by a lot of people, but he was still one of the sensitive side. The thing that happened to the Fentons had moved him quite a lot. He didn't saw a monster in the kid. He saw in him his pupil, always trying his best and to accept things how they are. He felt sorry for the boy. For saving the city multiple times he only gained detention, hate and suspicious people as gratitude. And he just kept on going. This kid was no monster, he deserved a true medal. The teacher sighed. It all happened and now belonged to the past. His main problems would be finding a new home now. He was one of the lucky ones who found refugee by relatives, though he wasn't so happy to meet his overprotective mother again. She would only tell him that she always knew becoming a teacher was a bad idea. And Mr. Lancer knew his career as a teacher was over. He couldn't do the job anymore after what happened. He needed to move on.
He entered the car and looked outside the window. He wasn't in the mood to talk. His parents accepted that, gladly. For a while at least.
"You know son, one time I also had a role model. Other than my dad of course." The boy's father tried to cheer him up.
"He was the best football player and I looked up to him. So one day I went to one of his games. Oh man was he good. But when I asked him for a signature on my football, I realized he was anything else but that cool guy I looked up to. In reality he was really mean. I never got my autograph, but I didn't want it anyway." His Dad explained, only making his son more mad.
"That's not the same. Don't compare him ever again to some football player." He grumbled.
"Dash, what your father meant-" "I don't care what he meant!" The Bully exclaimed angrily.
"Phantom was a good guy! And I will ever look up to Danny! He is a true hero!" His parents were silent, but they belonged to the group who saw a monster in Danny. Dash plugged in his earphones so he wouldn't need to hear the bullshit of his parents. Understand him... No one could! He had bullied his role model several times. And now he realized that Fenton could've easily fought back. But he never did. Dash would never understand why. At least he could now pay admiration for both sides of Danny. And he thought they could've become friends if the universe had given him a chance. Maybe he should give others a chance. The fault was all his now, he couldn't blame it on someone else. He just remembered the night with Phantom, where he opened his eyes. He would never forget him, that's for sure. But he needed to move on.
The girl laid in her room and stared at her luggage. She didn't want to leave Amity Park. Her friend was still here. But her parents forced her to. They called her and so she stood up. She walked past the mirror and looked at her snow white hair. This gave her quite the shock at the hospital. But not as bad as seeing Danny. She had ran away from the hospital and reached the mayor's place. A lot of GiW workers were out there, trying to get Danny away. Her best friend and secret love. He was trapped in an ice crystal, a grave he made himself. It was a quite fascinating view, since her friend had been frozen into motion. One side was transformed into Phantom, the other one was their school buddy Fenton. Back then she had fallen on her knees and cried. She couldn't accept the death of her beloved friend. Not after she had sworn to protect him. And there he was, trapped in the ice he created to protect himself from the GiW. Then the drama started for real. The temperatures dropped. It was summer and they had temperatures like 5°C. Then the water started freezing, and finally the rain exchanged with the snow. The streets were getting all icy and it was then they realized, it was starting since Danny was frozen. The GiW didn't manage to move nor free the boy, so he just kept standing at the mayor's place. It was then Tucker and Sam decided to ask in the ghost zone for help.
They travelled into the ghost zone, right to the only ghost who understood the dangerous ice powers. They explained everything to Frostbite. How Danny had a freezing in his core and lost control of his powers. How the powers started killing people and how they trapped him into ice. Frostbite just asked what happened before the freezing in the core had appeared. It wasn't necessary for the two friends to think much about the question.
"He got hit by his own attack."
"By accident." Tucker added. Frostbite nodded.
"Ice powers are different to normal ghost powers." The ghost started telling.
"It has it's own will. That's why the user needs control over the power, at all times."
"But Danny had control over it. Until to the accident." Sam pointed out.
"That is right. The ice powers hurt its own user. For the ice in him it was a terrible mistake. It wanted to make sure to protect its host from now on even more. So when Danny was unable to protect himself, the ice powers took over their own will." Tucker thought for a moment.
"That would explain his frozen room while the blossom box incident and how the GiW couldn't kill Danny in the end."
"But it doesn't explain why the ice powers murdered Danny." Sam complained bitterly. Frostbite nodded. "There's no explanation needed. Danny is alive." The two friends couldn't believe what the ghost just said and cheered up.
"When will he get out? How can we free him?" They asked in motivation. Frostbite's face darkened.
"Until the ice powers will consider Danny as safe."
"That's why Amity Park is freezing?" Sam asked.
"Not only Amity Park." Sam widened her eyes. When would the ice powers consider Danny as safe? But then she realized the answer couldn't be easier. He has been haunted by humans and nowhere in the world he'd be accepted anymore. There was simply no place for the halfa. So his powers wouldn't rest until there was no one left to hurt him. Until the whole earth was frozen and all human beings dead.
Sam looked outside the window of the car. Fleeing from Amity Park was the first step, but definitely not the last one. They had to find a new living place, other than earth. The girl was aware that her life would be anything other than normal. What she dreamed of with Danny at the forest. Impossible. This wasn't the end. Just the opposite. Now the fight against the end of the world would start. And she would wait a hundred years. She wouldn't rest, until she could see Danny again. Danny was alive. That was everything she needed to move on. To move on to the day where she would meet him again. Danny...
The ghost watched the great ice crystal. It was quite magical. Of course he was a strong ghost himself, but he could never create something like that to save his own life. Well he didn't need to, he had no time to die anyway.
"Clockwork. For the last time. You need to interfere. If this goes on like that, the ghost zone will be in trouble, too." His advisers panicked. Clockwork laughed.
"What can I do? I can travel through time and send ghosts as humans in it. But still, I can't change what happened." The one eyed minions looked at each other.
"Only the one who has written the story can change what's written. And our story writer is not available for now." He pointed with his head at the crystal with the poor boy in it.
"Then get Danny from the past and make him-" Clockwork laughed out really loud. What fools they are.
"How can he change something unwritten? No, we have to wait patiently for his awakening."
"The ghost zone will suffer under it." The ghost nodded.
"Everyone will. Everyone..." He knew what he was talking about. Time was relevant. He wasn't only here, now in this called presence, he was also living at the time where Danny made his mistake to reveal his identity. So it was obvious that he was also living in the future now, whereas others already called the future their present time.
Time is complicated and exhausting, Clockwork knew, but it was a job he had to do.
He sent away his minions and glanced one last time at his protege. Destiny had prepared great plans for the hybrid. Clockwork knew, horrible paths awaiting the boy. Paths he couldn't walk with him.
"You wanted to talk to me?"
The master of times smiled. The person behind him growing pretty annoyed.
"I have no time for your games." The voice growled rather quiet.
"Want me to lend you some? I have plenty of time." Clockwork mocked his guest.
"That's it. I'm leaving."
"A glimmer of hope is shining weakly in this dark future." Clockwork spoke up, making his guest groan.
"Don't you come me with riddles!"
The time ghost didn't bother. He knew the person behind him had had an unhappy and hopeless life. Like everyone in this time.
"I have a delivery of hope. Good news and bad news." The ghost explained rolling his eyes. This time really killed all the fun.
His guest stayed quiet, patiently awaiting the message.
"In a few years energy will fade and reveal a new world."
"We can return to earth?"
The question echoed in the dark room.
"A broken world."
Silence filled the room. The guest already wanted to disappear, again, but Clockwork's presence stopped him.
"The writer will awake."
The ghost behind Clockwork turned around, shocked and happy at the same time.
"Could it be...?"
Clockwork nodded.
"By the time slowly following, everyone will know the truth. But only you'll be knowing the hiding place of our shining flicker of hope."
"I can't..." The voice croaked guilty. Clockwork was aware of the reason. But he was also aware of his own future. The ghost boy wouldn't be safe here anymore.
"When old ice will melt in the ocean of never-ending, past will fade away, like a feather in the wind. Vanished in the horizon. Bygones will be bygones. Don't look back. See the future, to glance at the past. That finally everyone can live in the present." The ghost spoke, tears streaming down his face. Although the time ghost was wise and omniscient, he could never explain his sadness. Was it the price? The price for sending the child on this horrible path.
Quickly he turned around, for the first time after their conversation.
His guest was gone. The next time his guest would appear would be to take a delivery. A delivery of hope.
The master of times buried his face in his palms. His heart was aching when images of the future passed through his head.
No matter how much he despised his observants. He was the same.
His given was a curse.
He could see.
He could control.
But he could never change fate.
All he could do was observe.
Observe the downfall of his beloved child.
True.
It was a painful truth, Clockwork knew.
But it was a job he had to do.
