Goodbye to You
Sorry about the wait. I had computer problems. Anyways, I don't own anything.
Chapter 9: Everyone shall hate me.
Danny walked with a sort of trance down the streets of Amity. He didn't pick up his head to look where he was going. He didn't remove his hood to let the sun warm him. It was a nice day with the temperature increasing and the snow beginning to melt. Of course, Danny didn't care. He didn't even care that he was baking in his sweater. No, he just didn't care. His mind was all ready swimming with problems.
First off, he had killed a human. He had just lost it. His new weapon shot from his hand like a bullet. He had seen it go right through Valerie's head. He watched her drop to the ground and bleed to death. His stomach began to shift disgustingly at the thought of her corpse lying there on the ground. He calmed himself as to not throw up. He had all ready done enough of that after running from the park. And that was another thing. He had just run away. What a coward he was. He hated himself for not trying to make at least some sense of what had occurred. He had just run off into the wind. He could have faced what he had done. 'Come on,' he thought to himself,' it was a murder. No one is really going to make a big deal out of it. Stuff like that happens all the time.'
He was just passing a newsstand when he stopped suddenly. He had caught something out of the corner of his eye on one of the papers. He walked back towards the stand and stared at the row of papers. There, on the front page of The Amity Gazette, was a picture of him in his ghost mode. The title was the thing that really got Danny's attention. IN huge bold letters it screamed out: A Ghostly Murder! He looked down at the starting paragraph and read its contents. It read:
Amity is once again gripped in the clutches of the ghost scrooge. This time, a human has been murdered by on of them. A high school freshman named Valerie was found dead in Amity park last night at 9:10 PM. Police received a mysterious tip as too where her corpse was located. On her were a jumpsuit, helmet, and a variety of ghost weapons. The residential ghost hunters, the Fentons, are too being question as we speak. Whether the case was true of false, this reporter would like to say this girl at least dyed fighting in trying to protect her city.
Yeah. Protect her citizens. She was trying to wipe one off the map. She had threatened his friends and family. He was glad he killed her. He gasped quietly at thinking this and quickly walked away from the newsstand. 'I can't believe I thought that,' he thought to himself. He never would commit murder, no matter how much he hated his enemies. Other then the ghost ones, that was. But, humans were a different story. He had killed Valerie in a sort of blind rage. He didn't do it purposely, but still. Murder had known ruined his life. His parents would soon find out his ghost side did it and they would come for it. The news paper article would know make everyone more anti ghost then they all ready were. His friends hated him more or less. Tucker may hate him, most likely. And Sam…
His mind then suddenly stopped at her name. Everything g in his mind that had been swimming around had now converged on this one girl. Valerie had taken her hostage. Valerie, like a coward, was utilizing her as a human shield. She had even taken the knife she had been using and slowly and left her mark on her. It was Sam who made Danny go nuts. The thought of losing her. The thought of seeing her body on the ground, slowly losing life from a slice in the throat. Just hearing Valerie about to kill her had been all that made Danny strike. Now, Sam was alive at the cost of a human life. He had saved Sam's life, but at what cost? Sam could probably be confused and upset by this. She had lived while another had been killed. 'Maybe she hates me for not trying to save her and Valerie?' he thought to himself. But why was he thinking about her with such obsession. He now felt those feelings he had known before start to build up even more as she once again appeared in his mind. I can not fee love for her. She is my friend. My best friend. Yet, I want her to be more then a friend. 'Do I?' he asked himself as he stopped suddenly. He then turned towards his right and realized he was in front of Tucker's house. "Should I go in?" he asked himself. He's my friend. Maybe he can help me get with my problem. "Better not try the door," he said to himself, "his parents might think something is up." Quickly looking around for any spectators, he turned invisible and hovered up to Tucker's room.
Tucker was at his computer, on a message board, when Danny materialized in his room. Tucker's back was facing Danny as Danny said, "Hey, Tucker." Tucker heard his voice, but continued to type. "What's wrong?" Danny asked, but Tucker ignored him further, this time typing more furiously. "I really need to talk to you," Danny stated. Tucker hands slammed onto his desk and he raised up form his chair. "You want to talk to someone? Go and talk to someone who cares." "Come on Tucker. We have been friends since we were kids," he replied. Tucker then turned to face Danny, allowing Danny to get a clear look at his face. Through his glasses, his gaze seemed to almost wan to just melt Danny right on the spot. Through clutched teeth, he asked, "Are friends suppose to ruin there lives?"
"I don't understand," Danny said. "You should," Tucker said. He then stated," I could have had a chance with Valerie. I and she could have been something. If you haven't notice, there are virtually no girls in the entire city that are interested in me!" he then punched down on his desk with his fist. "I could of helped Valerie see what she was doing was wrong. I wanted her, but you went and killed her." "You just care about being with her. I bet you don't even care that Sam at least survived." "I do care! You don't understand anything! Sam's my friend, but she's even more to you!" Danny just looked in confusion at what Tucker had just yelled. "I have seen the way you have acted for a long time. I know you too secretly love each other. It's that kind of love that I have strived for." "Sam and I are just friends," he said, "I just like her as a friend. Okay?"
"Then call her," Tucker ordered as he drew his cell phone from his pocket and held it out to Danny. Danny just stared at the phone, not moving at all as too get it. "I see your girlfriend doesn't want to talk to you," Tucker stated. "That's not the case," Danny replied. "I bet," Tucker began," now get out of here." "But-"Danny began, but was cut of when Tucker yelled, "Do it or I'll rat you out to the police!" Danny just stared at him in shock and asked, "Would you do that to me? Your best friend?" "Try me," Tucker said as his finger moved over the number pad. "Tucker," Danny began," I can see how you upset you are. I now how much you liked Valerie. I am sorry I killed her, but I had too save Sam. I care for her like a friend. And, I admit, I am starting to have feelings for Sam. I still don't know what to say to her. I thought you could help, but, as everyone soon will, you are against me. I hope, at least, someone will stand by my side. I hope you can change, as I hope everyone else can if they find out, my action." Danny then sank into the floor and vanished from Tucker's room.
Meanwhile, a few blocks away, Kwan was walking to his house. He had too got home to get some chores done, so he decided to take the quick way through an ally. He walked down the corridor that was full of with trash and grim studded walls. "What a dump," he said to himself as he walked down the street, hands jammed in his pockets. He then stopped suddenly as someone, clocked in darkness, appeared in front of him. To Kwan, it seemed as though he had appeared from no where. "Watch where you're going," Kwan said to the shadow clocked figure. The figure gave him a slight push and said, "Make me, asshole." "You!' Kwan yelled as he threw a fist at the figure without a second thought. But, he watched as his fist went through the figure's face, like he punched mist. The outline of the head also spread out like mist and then reshaped into a head. The figure then removed him from the shadows and Kwan could get a look at his true form. He wore a silver suit and cloak, his skin was a light blue, his hair was black and pointed out, and his eyes were a ghastly blue. "Is that the best you've got?" he asked. Kwan opened his mouth to scream, but the figure then turned into a blue mist and shot himself into his mouth. Kwan swayed left to right, and then his eyes became entirely red. He brought his hands up to his face and, with Vlad's voice now talking, Vlad stated, "I've done better." He reached into his new body's jacket pocket and was glad to pull out a cell phone. He flipped it open and said, "Now, for the icing on the cake."
What is Vlad planning? Can Danny solve his dilemma? Chapter 10 is coming soon!