A/N: This is a quick story that I wrote when I was feeling really blue and miserable. My first Danny fic posted here... Though I have many more This is for all you angst lovers! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I love Danny... But he no belong to me. The Great Butch Hartman owns him!
And now... I present to you... Eaten Alive.
I'm feeling so faint these days. It seems that everytime I go ghost, I lose power and I feel drained. Also, the constant nauseous repercussions of goin' into my ghost mode make me want to… in a strange way… live. Not like a normal depressed, angst-filled teen would want to kill themselves… I wanna make myself live…
Y'see, everytime I go ghost, I can feel the awful sensations of my heart cease beating and grow as cold as ice, along with the rest of my organs. I can't breathe. I sense no warmth within me and I feel as if… the ghost DNA inside my body is slowly eating me away and…
Killing me. I feel like I'm dying… so slowly… that my body is now rejecting the ghost inside me, but it can't be gotten rid of, for I'm now one with the demon that is gradually and painfully slipping me into the arms of Death. Tucker doesn't know. Sam doesn't know. Jazz doesn't know. Only I know. Only the evil wraiths of Ghost World know.
"Come… be with us, Daniel… You are truly becoming a ghost…" they taunt me.
"No, I'm not like you…I'm good… And I want to live…"
Even they know that my flame of life is going out. But I'm not ready to give up… not ready to die in the arms of my alter-ego, Danny Phantom.
But everyday, it's becoming harder to breathe. Harder to pretend that everything is ok. Harder to live… The ghost… it's eating the living half of me. It will do so until I am dead and completely a spirit. I will then forever be Danny Phantom… no longer Danny Fenton… And I will be here for eternity to rot in purgatory. I won't go to Heaven. My ghost may be good, but the natural evilness of it will keep the gates locked from me until Armageddon… and forever after that… I will be trapped in a ghostly hell when the teenage boy half of me surrenders to my spectral side…
Nothing can save me from this fate… Nothing can.
But I will tell you one thing. I'm unafraid. I look my ghost self in the eye and I stand undaunted. I will not be scared.
I won't run away from the death… the destiny that I'm bound to.