Speech: "Hey what is up."
Shouting: "OW MY GOD DAM TOE!"
Thinking: 'She looks pretty cute.'
Skill being used or made: []
A huge thank you to the beta reader: Rhonin Magnus
(Narrator POV)
"Ugh!" Loudly moaned Danny, slamming his head against a locker, well aware of the fact that he must have looked crazy for doing so, but Danny was exhausted and he knew they would be getting a project to do today. "Why is life so difficult?" Confusedly moaned Danny, both Sam and Tucker were already at their classes, but Danny was still getting ready for his, and it did not help that he was being pestered by someone.
"Just admit it, Fenton, you're Phantom." Determinedly ordered Wes Wenton, a ginger-haired teen, who looked quite similar to Danny, though Danny had to give him props, the teen had actually pieced together that he was Phantom by himself, though it was fortunate nobody believed him.
"Yes, Wes, I am Phantom. You happy?" Bemusedly spoke Danny, slamming his locker shut one last time, and started walking over to his next class, one which he dreaded at this point. 'Biology.' Exasperatedly recalled Danny, he loved the subject, and Mr. Lancer was a brilliant teacher, it was just who sat beside him, that was why biology was Danny's least favorite subject.
Wes Weston sat on his left, constantly pestering him about being Phantom, one time he had even come to school with a chart, noting all of the similarities between Danny and his alter ego and a very plausible reason as to how Danny and Phantom were linked. Valerie Gray, the girl who literally wanted to murder Phantom(a.k.a him) sat on his right, constantly asking him about his parents' work, weapons, and all of that.
Normally Danny wouldn't have minded anyone asking those sorts of questions, but it was for who she was asking for that was the problem, she was asking mainly for her employer and her desire to kill Ghosts. The GIW had been busy with Skulker's suit, actually having made something that looked like it had come from the future, which was in Valerie's possession, though it was nowhere near as advanced as his newest suit, or any invention his parents had made.
'Liquid ectoplasm.' Idly recalled Danny, remembering exactly how Valerie's suit had been powered when it had first appeared, which was harmless in itself, until Valerie and the GIW started targeting Ghosts for another reason. 'Now the GIW have created something called a Disruptor, which breaks away a Ghost's body, leaving their Core exposed, and now the GIW use those to power their suits.' Disgustedly thought Danny, any GIW members that even thought of setting up a GIW base in Amity Park were quickly reminded as to why they shouldn't.
Shaking that line of thought out of his head, Danny had to focus on the task at hand, biology, and he also had to make sure not to let his cover be blown by Wes somehow, plus no Ghosts attacking would be a huge bonus. Cold hands gripped the door handle, gently pushing it down and walking into the room, holding the door open long enough for Wes to walk in as well.
"Danny, Mr. Weston, a pleasure that you've finally decided to join us." Amusedly greeted Mr. Lancer, who had by far changed the most within these 6 months, and Danny could see why he had been so strong in his youth, since the man had shedded all of the fat that he had collected in the years, in favor of solid muscles. "Please, sit down so I can go over the project that you will all have to do. On a side note, you'll be working in groups of 3." Calmly addressed Mr. Lancer, Danny could barely believe that the man was still a teacher, since he looked more like Superman than anything else, except he was bald.
Both teens silently walked through the class, gently heading towards the center where their seats were, quietly slipping into them before dropping their bags to the ground, finally looking back up at Mr. Lancer. Valerie Gray gave Danny a small nod, a small smile on her face as she looked at the raven-haired teen sitting beside her, one of the smartest people in her year, who would most likely be her partner.
"Okay class, the grouping will be simple... everyone is already sitting in rows of three, those are the groups." Bluntly admitted Mr. Lancer, making Danny slowly look to his left, and then to his right, slumping down a second later. "As for the project itself, since it is Ghost Awareness week, and all you have to do is create a presentation, that shows off what you know about Ghosts." Happily, announcer Mr. Lancer, sending an apologetic smile towards Danny, who was now on the receiving end of longing looks from everyone who wasn't in his group.
"HELL YEAH! EASY A!" Loudly cheered Wes, standing up with both arms in the air, as if he had come first place in a race, and had beaten the world record while he was at it.
"Thank you, Mr. Weston." Dryly thanked Mr. Lancer, staring at Wes as he slowly sank back down in his seat, not looking at all sheepish about his outburst, since it was true, Danny and his parents were likely the most informed people when it came to Ghosts. "Plus, if you want to you can interview a Ghost for additional points." Abruptly added Mr. Lancer, well aware of the sour look Danny was giving him, the teen was already exhausted from his restless night of searching, which had been completely fruitless.
'Wait... did I even ask any other Ghost if they felt the tug?' Tiredly thought Danny, going through the events of his search, trying to remember if he had actually talked to any Ghosts last night, or if he had even seen any. 'Looks like I have to find some friends now, I know Technus spends almost all of his time in his shop now.' Excitedly realized Danny, happy that he might actually have a trail now, since if there was a Ghost who had a vague memory of what had happened, then that would help.
(Time-skip)
"So, that's why you never answered any of my messages last night?" Annoyedly grumbled Star, seeing the point as to why Danny had never answered her, even though she had spent hours fretting over the draft, and wondering why Danny never responded.
"Hehe, sorry Star, in all honesty, I haven't even checked my phone today at all." Sheepishly chuckled Danny, picking up his lunch tray and waiting for Star to pick up her own, walking away the moment Star started walking over towards their table. "You can tell me now if you want." Idly offered Danny, sliding into his seat beside Tucker, who was wedged in between Danny and Sam.
"Sure, I can tell you what I texted you last night." Meekly informed Star, sitting on her seat opposite Danny, making Paulina blink wildly as she looked between Danny and Star, while Valerie looked shaken for some odd reason. "Do you want to go to the movies together sometime this week? When you're not busy?" Shakily asked Star, before Danny knew it multiple things happened at once, while Danny's mind was still reeling on what had happened.
Sam choked on her fork, sending pieces of various vegetables flying across the table, while also sending her fork clattering against the floor, as Tucker dropped his PDA, something that he had never done before. Paulina merely nodded in approval at the development, Valerie looked shocked, and through Danny's lips, a small piece of blue mist escaped his mouth, which meant [Ghost Sense] had detected some Ghosts nearby.
"Yes. I've business and I will be back." Robotically answered Danny, leaping up from his seat and sprinting out of the cafeteria, Sam, Tucker, and Star already knew the reason at this point, but nobody bothered to acknowledge the raven-haired teen running out of the room. 'English room.' Mentally decided Danny, taking a sharp left and bolting down the hallway, heading towards the safest room, so he could transform.
Mr. Lancer had been generous enough to actually let Danny use that room whenever it was free, so he could transform in peace, that was after the whole Lancer and Spectra thing. Danny shuddered out of reflex at the thought of what he had seen that day, since Danny had heard things he had never wanted to hear, and Danny was sickeningly relieved when he found out she was making all of the students depressed, and feeding off their negativity.
Quickly entering the English room, Danny froze as he saw Wes Weston busy cleaning away the board, his phone was lying face down on the table in front of Danny, and icy blue eyes widened in glee. A white ring of energy appeared around Danny's waist, splitting in two and traveling in opposite directions, a weak burst of energy exploding off of Danny, which would automatically shut off any electronic device nearby.
"See you later Wes." Cheekily chuckled Danny, leaping upwards and immediately zipped through the air, simultaneously activating all three basic ghostly skills. 'Are they near the business sector?' Confusedly realized Danny, used to the sixth sense he had developed, and could now figure out the general area the Ghost was located.
Not wasting a single second, Danny flew through the air as quickly as he could, flying invisible so nobody could see him coming from the school, before covering the distance as fast as he could.
(Timeskip)
Everything came to an utter halt for the teen a split second later, the tugging sensation he had felt yesterday came back, forcing him to float there. The horrible tugging sensation taking root in his heart and mind, trying to get the teen to rob, steal, and anything else horrible.
'FOCUS!' Mentally commanded Danny, viciously slapping himself across the cheek a second later, dulling the tug somewhat, allowing Danny to regain some semblance of control, before looking at the area in front of him.
Toxic green eyes took note of what was happening in front of him, easily identifying the number of Ghosts that were present, 3 Ectopusses, and 7 other Ghosts that Danny had never seen before. He paused for a second, taking note of the odd fact that every single Ghost in front of him had red eyes, which wasn't exactly common.
'Mom, Dad, and Tucker said I had red eyes when I was being controlled.' Calmly noted Danny, a sense of calm overcoming him as he held out both hands, mentally preparing for the battle in front of him while making sure to remember that red eyes were definitely a sign of being controlled. "OI! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Loudly roared Danny, shooting out both of his hands, which glowed with ectoplasm, the air around Danny turning crisp and chilled.
The effects of [Haunting Aura] became a lot more prominent a second later, almost all of the Ghosts paused what they were doing, turning around completely so Danny could see their entire bodies and not just their heads. Green eyes widened in confusion for a brief second, in almost every Ghosts' hands was either something valuable or a sack, which rattled with each slight movement.
"They are robbing the shops?" Confusedly noted Danny, shaking his head a second later, deciding to dwell on those thoughts later, as the ectoplasm in hands simultaneously condescended, ready to be fired off a second later in a [Ecto-Ray]. 'Take the valuables first.' Mentally reminded Danny, somewhat put off by the way the Ghosts were just ignoring him, in favor of floating towards an eighth Ghost, one that Danny hadn't seen before.
[Telekinesis] was an incredibly useful skill in Danny's personal opinion, watching as all the Ghosts simultaneously froze in place, each being slammed downwards with a thwack, while the valuables remained suspended midair. Green ectoplasm warped around the majority of the Ghosts, the only exception was the eighth Ghost, who was slowly turning towards Danny, which silently confirmed a few of his suspicions.
'So that one has an ectoplasmic power of at least a 7 or higher.' Calmly deduced Danny, he couldn't use [Telekinesis] on any Ghost that had a higher Ectoplasmic Power than him, had an Ectoplasmic Power that was equal to his own, or had an Ectoplasmic Power that was lower than his by 0.2.
"Release them and the valuables, and you shall not be harmed." Robotically informed the Ghost, her voice was warped beyond belief, almost sounding as if two people were speaking at once.
Danny would admit, the Ghost in front of him was unique in appearance, with her green skin and red eyes, and she had five black prominent spikes in place of hair, and the most notable characteristic is that her body is covered in tattoos. She wore a metallic black cuff on each arm, her outfit consisted of a long red cloak with a skull at the chest, a black cleavage-exposing corset and matching underwear, along with a pair of black boots.
"And if I don't?" Wearily questioned Danny, gently placing the valuables on the ground, while keeping the other Ghosts locked in place with [Telekinesis], using a brief second to use [Observe] on the Ghost in front of him.
Name: Lydia
Age: 93
Gender: Female
Species: Ghost
Title: Friend of Freak/The Loyal
Level: 73
Ectoplasmic Power: 7.03/10
Hp: 1200/1200
Ectoplasm: 4000/4000
Ghost Core: Ink
Strength: 80
Endurance: 60
Agility: 81
Intelligence: 26
Wisdom: 27
Luck: 10
6 months of training, Danny was well aware that he was quite powerful at this point, the majority of his skills had been trained and refined to the point of perfection, where no other Ghost could actually match him, despite being relatively young by Ghost standards. Toxic eyes glowed icy blue a second later, Danny had no clue as to what Lydia's powers could be, but the teenage hero had no intention of letting her show them off.
"It's not your day, is it?" Rhetorically asked Danny, allowing ice to crawl along his arm, multiple icicles gathering on the back of his hand, as Danny's breath became visible from how cold it was. "So just, chill." Cheekily huffed Danny, quickly whipping both of his hands forward as quickly as he could, knowing that he shouldn't engage in close-range combat.
Icicles flew through the air, enlarging and sharpening within seconds, all the while Lydia remained motionless, not moving nor reacting at the oncoming attack, before the black ink covering her body shifted. A stream of ink flew off of her body, coiling around each individual icicle, halting their flight, before they were flung back at the teen.
In an almost last motion, Danny waved his hand and activated [Cryokinesis] within a second, once again halting the flight of the icicles, as Danny took a moment to peer at Lydia. Her tattoos were most likely her favorite way of attack and defense, which wasn't considering her other basic ghostly powers, but for now, and until proven otherwise, Danny was happy with that conclusion.
'I wonder how much ink she can produce? But I've more than enough ectoplasm to keep the valuables safe.' Wisely assessed Danny, using his left hand to pluck the Fenton Thermos off of his utility belt, and point it at the other Ghosts who were all frozen against the ground, before activating the device. "Now I can give you all of my attention." Cheerfully cheered Danny, watching as the swirl of green engulfed them, forcing them to shrink down and be pulled into the Thermos, which Danny quickly snapped shut.
"Release them." Emotionlessly ordered Lydia, appearing right before Danny in a burst of red smoke, forcing Danny to immediately fire off a lone [Ecto-Ray] at her, who doubled over from the blow to her gut.
"I can tell you aren't like the other controlled Ghosts, tell me who's doing this and I'll release them." Calmly ordered Danny, well aware of the passive effect his [Ecto-Ray] had, and watched as ice crawled across her stomach.
"Never!" Furiously roared Lydia, sending her right fist forward at remarkable speeds, which most Humans couldn't hope of spotting, but Danny was no ordinary Human.
A meaty thwack echoed across the street, making all of the spectators who were watching winch at the loud sound on reflex, well aware that their resident hero was okay. Danny went floating backward from the punch, hissing slightly as his palms stung from the blow, this Ghost hit a lot harder than many of the other Ghosts he had fought.
"Fine then." Simply accepted Danny, his mind was going through as many plans, ideas, and theories as quickly as it could possibly go, which was relatively fast. "Leave then, and go back and tell whoever is controlling these Ghosts that I will find them, and I will stop them." Grimly informed Danny, baring his teeth at her as if he were a dog, showing off the rows of sharp and pointed teeth.
Lydia didn't waste a single second longer, disappearing in a puff of red smoke, Danny wouldn't have normally done that, but almost all of his Ghostly fights were never connected to something so important, and Danny was well aware of the fact that he would have to compromise. Gently letting the materials in his possession float downwards, Danny flashed the people below a small smile, as he set them on the footpath.
"I trust that you'll be able to take back what is yours?" Softly whispered Danny, spotting a few children in the crowd, who looked absolutely amazed to be looking at him, making the Halfa gently glide over to the kids, while the adults didn't react, they weren't as trusting as the kids. "What's your name?" Curiously hummed Danny, crouching down so he could look the young child in the eyes, the sound of whirling machinery reached Danny's ears, telling the teen of his rapidly approaching time limit.
"Eric." Shyly admitted the child, nervously glancing at Danny before up at the man Danny assumed to be his father, before slowly taking out a sheet of paper as well as a pen from his pocket, shyly holding it up to Danny. "Can I have an autograph, Mister Phantom?" Softly questioned Eric, looking up at Danny with large brown eyes, that were filled with hope and a childlike happiness.
"Sure." Immediately answered Danny, well aware of the fact that school was over at this point, and Valerie was on her way here, most likely out to shoot him for what he had done to Axion Labs, which her dad had worked for. "Do you want a photo as well?" Curiously added Danny, activating [Flight] and bringing up his legs, so he could rest the paper on his thighs, which had been flattened thanks to [Spectral Body Manipulation].
"Can I?" Excitedly squealed Eric, looking up at his dad, who was already pulling his phone out, while Danny did his best signature he could, before crouching down beside Eric, and wrapping his left arm around Eric's shoulder, while holding the signature out toward the camera with his right.
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"Sure. Say cheese!" Cheerfully chuckled Eric's father, snapping a photo a second later, before the hairs on Danny's neck stood up, the teen immediately released Eric, and used [Spectral Body Manipulation] to make his body as wide as possible, completely covering all of the people.
"RED THERE ARE PEOPLE HERE!" Loudly roared Danny, winching slightly as a bullet of ectoplasm hit his chest, though it didn't really do much damage at all, which wasn't exactly surprising to Danny, since he was quite powerful at this point. 'Screw it, I've got too many things to do.' Annoyedly thought Danny, [Haunting Aura] making his annoyance known before he used [Teleportation].
(Location change)
"Are you ready Mads!" Excitedly squealed Jack, gently placing the last piece of equipment into the Fenton Specter Speeder, which had been created by both Maddie, Jack, and Technus, who had been kind enough to give them a detailed map of the area of the Ghost Zone just outside the Fenton Ghost Portal.
"Yes Jack, the only thing left for us to do is actually explore the Ghost Zone, and see what sort of effect it has on a Ghost." Idly answered Maddie, rolling her eyes at her husband's childish excitement, though cautious about entering the Ghost Zone, since it was filled with Ectoplasm.
"You guys heading off?" Rhetorically asked Danny, both of his parents didn't even jump, used to Danny suddenly appearing behind them at random times, though Danny had learned not to startle his dad when he had a weapon. "I don't think I can go today. I've found some Ghosts who were under the artifact's effect, and I've to go train with Mr. Lancer, speak to Ember, Technus, and Desiree, and start a project about Ghost Awareness with Valerie and Wes." Apologetically sighed Danny, sending his parents a sheepish smile, both of whom just nodded at him in understanding.
"That's okay dear, why don't you run on then. Finding this Artifact is more important than going inside the Ghost Zone, and school is also important." Calmly answered Maddie, looking at her son as a ring of white energy covered his body, reverting him back into the boy she had given birth to. "Run ahead upstairs, there's some food left from dinner." Amusedly added Maddie, hearing her son's stomach growl loudly in agreement, he didn't waste a second in bouncing up the stairs.
Danny's feet echoed against the metallic steps, launching the teen up two of them at a time, gliding up the steps towards the kitchen, eyeing the closed door up ahead, before activating [Intangibility]. Slipping through the door, Danny gently landed on the kitchen floor, sliding in slightly towards the table before coming to a halt, a small smile on his face as he eyed the leftovers on the counter.
'So I'll create a group-chat for myself, Valerie, and Wes.' Idly decided Danny, opening up one of the cabinets and pulling out a fork, grabbing onto the covered plate with his free hand, before walking over towards the table. "Oh yeah, Star has also invited me to the movies as well... no Danny, don't think like that." Softly recalled Danny, since Star, one of the most popular girls in his school, hadn't asked him on a date... or did she?
"Bark!" Excitedly yipped Cujo, happily running in between Danny's legs, almost making Danny trip over and spill his food, though luckily the teen had managed to avoid the disaster.
"Cujo!" Happily shouted Danny, placing his plate down on the table and clapping his hands, allowing the puppy Ghost to jump up into them, before scrabbling up his chest and licking the teen's face. "Good boy." Amusedly chuckled Danny, adjusting Cujo so he could hold the puppy with one arm, while he sat down at the table and uncovered his food.
Cujo had followed him home the night after the raid, refusing to leave his house, and had genuinely acted like a normal puppy, which was something that Danny had always wanted, and after some begging on his part, his parents allowed Cujo to stay. Surprisingly, having a puppy that had Ghost Powers was a lot easier than Danny had expected it to be, Danny and his family had thought that things would have been chaotic, but Cujo was a quick learner.
"No food for Cujo." Immediately answered Danny, hearing the rumble come from downstairs as his parents started the Fenton Specter Speeder, while Cujo whined, and slipped out of his grip. "I'm not stupid Cujo, I know you're just distracting me, while your duplicate steals my food." Annoyedly grumbled Danny, staring down at the puppy, who was sitting on the floor, before whipping his head around a second later, seeing another Cujo floating above his food.
(Time-skip)
"Any particular reason for the surprise project?" Curiously questioned Danny, his skin red and his veins pulsing as [Hysterical Strength] was active, allowing Danny to duck beneath a jab that Mr. Lancer had thrown his way.
"No, it is just on the new curriculum." Idly answered Mr. Lancer, lunging forward and grabbing the top of Danny's gi, easily lifting the teen into the air before slamming him onto his back. "Why, do you not like the group you're in?" Rhetorically asked Mr. Lancer, well aware of the fact that Danny had been absolutely petrified of Wes when he had first accused him of being Phantom, and it was well known that Valerie had grown to hate Ghosts, especially Phantom.
Icy blue eyes flashed green in annoyance, a normal person would have had the air knocked out of their lungs, but Danny was a great deal more sturdier than most people, as he easily got back on his feet, shivering from the feeling of his back being slammed against the floor. In a fluid and practiced motion, Danny spun around on his left foot, brought up his right leg, and began spinning.
Mr. Lancer deflected Danny's initial blow, sending the teen spinning in the other direction, making Danny easily swap his legs, forcing Mr. Lancer to move quickly in order to block Danny's left leg. The English teacher rolled his eyes, kicking was one of Danny's favorite ways of fighting, he preferred fighting with his Ghost Powers, but Danny could hardly use his Ghost Powers if random people were nearby.
"Very funny." Exasperatedly huffed Danny, slowly getting back up with a groan, already feeling the bruises on his back fading, appreciating that his teacher was allowing him to get back up. "Oh yeah! Be careful on Halloween, I was told that there will be a lot of natural Ghost Portals forming in the world, mainly in areas that have a thin border between the Human World and the Ghost Zone, such as Amity Park." Suddenly added Danny, eyeing Mr. Lancer as the man simply walked out of the room, leaving Danny alone and confused.
"Thank you for telling me Danny, I think I'll finally have a reason to use these then." Amusedly chuckled Mr. Lancer, returning to the room a second later, a pair of white gauntlets on each of his hands, both having black palms and green knuckles. "Your parents thought it would be wise for me to have some way of fighting since I doubt you, your family, and friends will be able to handle Halloween all by yourselves." Softly hummed Mr. Lancer, slamming both of his covered fists into one another, causing a green arc of ectoplasm to leap between them.
"Let me guess, those are the Fenton Gauntlets, the same ones that let you punch Ghosts while they're intangible, let's you fire out shots of ectoplasm that's absorbed from excess ectoplasm in the air?" Rhetorically asked Danny, since he had actually helped design them, and had given his parents the idea of the excess ectoplasm absorption.
"Why yes they are, if I'm not mistaken you've to ask a few Ghosts some questions, and there is also something else you'll have to organize with Star." Amusedly chuckled Mr. Lancer, watching Danny as a white ring of energy washed over his body, leaving behind Danny Phantom's glowing body before the teen nodded at him.
"Thank you, Mr. Lancer." Gratefully thanked Danny, his voice had a slight echo for just a second before it returned to normal, which had oddly been happening a lot more recently. 'Ember, Technus, and Desiree.' Calmly recalled Danny, turning [Invisible] and activating both [Flight] and [Intangibility] a second later, flying through the ceiling a moment afterward.
Once Danny felt like he was at a comfortable height, he reached forward with his right hand and watched as it disappeared in a shimmer of air, pulling back his hand a second later, with his phone in it. His Inventory was a godsend in Danny's opinion, it had unlimited space, and as long as he could lift up the object he could put it in his inventory, which was welcomed.
"I'll just ask her if any day suits her better, it's Tuesday today, and I can afford to spend a few hours with my friends per day." Pleasantly mumbled Danny, unlocking his phone, and began rapidly typing a text to Star, still not certain how he had gotten her number or even Paulina's or Valerie's for that matter.
(Location Change)
"Damned Halloween." Annoyedly grumbled Clockwork, floating around his lair and winding up all of the clocks, he could leave his lair and visit Danny, but the fact that Freakshow was in Amity quickly killed all urges to go. "At least Christmas will be interesting this year." Casually noted Clockwork, having peered a few months into the future, and saw that Christmas in the Ghost Zone would definitely be unique this year.
Clapping his hands together, Clockwork floated over to some of the many screens in his lair, grimacing as he watched multiple scenes simultaneously play at once, all of which would most certainly happen within the next few weeks to a year. The Ancients becoming active once more, the GIW doing something foolish, Pariah Dark's foretold awakening, and Vlad's descent into madness, and Danny's rising as a hero of both worlds.
"It's a shame that next year is a complete hellhole, just look at 2020." Exasperatedly shuddered Clockwork, even he pitied anyone who would be involved in the mess that would come, a mess large enough to unify two worlds. "At least Danny gets some." Loudly snorted Clockwork, mimicking the slang he had seen for decades from his ability to see into the future, something that Danny seemed to be developing.
Clockwork was no fool, he was well aware of Danny's natural ghostly ability to passively mimic the skills of more powerful Ghosts, Danny was already showing off some temporal abilities after a few of his own visits. Though Clockwork knew nothing was set in stone, the elderly Ghost was well aware of the fact that Danny in the future would be called a monster in terms of power, as his ability to copy other Ghosts' powers increased.
"I wonder if he will ever be able to halt time as I can?" Curiously hummed Clockwork, there were other Ghosts who had temporal abilities, but none of them could halt time or travel through it, mainly peer into the future. "This does not look good." Idly commented Clockwork, looking closer at the screen, winching as he figured out who was in Danny's arms.
On the screen, Clockwork could see Danny kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down his face as he desperately clung onto someone, who had blood coming out from a nasty-looking wound in their chest. Slowly the ectoplasm around Danny started darkening, turning black, the Halfa's body went limp, causing the bleeding body to slowly roll to the ground, showing their pale face to the world.
Sam Manson...
"FREAKSHOW!" Furiously screeched Danny, normally beautiful green eyes glowing a shade of red that Clockwork couldn't describe, as Danny's overall appearance gave off a more sinister vibe, a dangerous feeling that would make anyone shudder. "I promise when I say this..." Gently whispered Danny, looking up at the culprit, unknowingly staring Clockwork in the eyes, as tears continued streaming down Danny's face, a twisted smile of glee clearly on his face as he opened his mouth.
Clockwork shivered as he heard those horrible words leaving Danny's mouth, a child who's obsession was saving people made those words sound twisted, even though those words were already horrible.
"I am going to kill you." Those words echoed multiple times throughout Clockwork's lair, as Danny's white hair flickered as if it were made of fire...
That's a wrap people! Danny has yet to find the reason why the Ghosts in Amity can be possessed! Clockwork has foreseen a very dark future indeed, and will Danny find some clues to what's happening in the next chapter?
See ya next time!
SpudLord!