Part One: Dark Eyes
Chapter Two: Astral Voice
The object of my affection
is the object of my obsession.
She looks at me, but doesn't see my eyes.
I hide in the shadows of lies,
of self-doubt and darkness.
Yet seeing her gives me never ending bliss.
But not being able to touch, to be,
she doesn't even really know me.
She's always around.
I wish she had never been found.
I would never feel this,
such a yearn for just one kiss.
"Something's wrong." Danny was standing in line with Tucker, both of them behind Sam. She hadn't said a word since she had been at her locker, and now her two friends were worried.
"When did she start acting like this?" Tucker asked.
Danny thought for a moment, and then realization dawned on his face. "It was after we were at her locker. She got all freaked out when she looked in the mirror. She looked like she saw a ghost." He winced. "That was bad, but you get the idea."
"Maybe she saw a monster." Tucker looked over at Sam's back. "Maybe she realized Goth is really creepy!" He didn't get a reaction besides a flinch and frowned. He turned back to Danny. "Okay. Something is definitely wrong."
They held up their trays and shuddered as the…food…fell onto their plates with a thud. Tucker sniffed it, only to turn a slight shade of green. Sam had nothing more than a salad, as usual, but sat at the very edge of the table, not in the middle of the seat.
Danny sat beside her, Tucker beside him. The two boys leaned over and stared at Sam. Finally coming back down to civilization, she glared back at them.
"What are you looking at?" The harshness of tone surprised her and she instantly became apologetic. "You guys…I'm so sorry. It's just been…a rough day."
"Sam," Danny said. "I'm in all of your classes. It wasn't rough."
"Actually," Tucker butted in, "they were surprisingly easy. We haven't had any homework today. This should be marked as a holiday or something!"
Danny shoved Tucker away and scooted closer. He studied her face, frowning even more as each time he came to a dead end about what her emotions were. Finally, she let him have one. Tired. It wasn't just your sleepy tired, but the I'm-tired-of-all-the-crap-you're-giving-me tired.
"Get out of my face before I make you." Her threat was genuine and Danny found himself scrambling back into Tucker. She gave a disturbing smile. "Thank you. Now, if you hormonally challenged youths will excuse me, I have to go."
"But Sam—" Danny was cut off as she whirled on him.
"Just give me a couple minutes by myself." She held up her hand. "Five minutes and I'll be fine. My five minutes start now, so. Leave. Me. Alone."
She stormed out of the cafeteria, almost knocking down a few innocent bystanders in the process and receiving numerous looks. Danny stood, confused, while Tucker peeked his head up from underneath the table. During Sam's outburst, technology geek had found himself trying to hide from the Goth's outburst in any way.
"She's gone, right?" he asked.
Danny sighed. "Yeah."
For a moment, he contemplated what Sam's problem could be, but for only a moment. The one day he wasn't expecting it, a ghost jumped into the cafeteria. Tables, food, and students went flying. Normally, while most of the ghosts Danny had fought had only terrorized humans by scaring the living daylights out of them, this one did more.
It was terrifying enough in appearance. It was slouching, a full ten feet. It had the face of a dragon, but had a hulking body that looked like a cross between a giant lion and some kind of ape creature, because it rested on its hind legs and used it arms as a human would.
Speaking of humans…the ghost creature grabbed a nearby student. Danny realized he couldn't change ghost and knew that the innocent would die by the way they were being shoved towards the creature's mouth. He felt desperation welling up inside him.
Then…he was out of his body, but his ghost self. He looked down at himself. He looked as if he was…sleeping, but how? What did he do? Wait. Did he, maybe astral project? There was no time to think and he could ask Sam about it later.
"Stop!" He shouted.
It was enough to buy him time because the ghost creature stopped for just a moment to stare at him. He let fly an endoplasmic beam, careful to not hit the now human hostage, but hit the creature squarely in the chest. A portal started to form and it looked down at itself, letting out a screech.
Danny Phantom flew towards the monster and grabbed the innocent it still held. The creature howled even louder as it was dragged back into the hellish depths of the ghost zone. Soon, it had disappeared into the portal and the portal itself vanished.
He set the teenager down and already felt himself floating back towards his body. He didn't fly into his body, but merely his ghost self disappeared and he woke up. Tucker was staring at him in aw, but broke out of the trance.
"Dude!" he exclaimed. "That was awesome! What…how did you do that?"
"I don't know." Danny looked down at his hands, very much confused. "I don't know."
Sam had run off to the girl's bathroom after leaving the cafeteria. Now, she sat in a stall, clutching her head, as if it could, in any way, ward off the disturbing images she had seen as of late. Her eyes closed for a moment and she was awarded with the insanely hungry ghost eyes.
She gasped and her eyes flew open again; but, she knew that it was no good. She hadn't had a good night's sleep for almost a week, and it was taking a toll on her. She felt sluggish, weak, and extremely paranoid. The locker incident made her more so.
Maybe a cup of coffee would work. She heard a sound, like the scuffling of feet. She peeked her head out, and saw that no one was around. Scratch the one cup and make that ten.
She slid down to the floor so that her back was resting against the stall door. Her head started falling down, but came sharply back up. She was so tired. She could barely keep awake. Soon, before she could even realize it, her eyes were closed and she was dozing.
"Saammm." Danny's voice…but it was sort of…different.
Slowly, Sam opened her eyes. She was still in the stall. Had she been dreaming when she thought she heard Danny's voice?
"Saammm."
There it was again. Scrambling up, she unlocked the stall door and came out into the main part of the room. She looked around, puzzled now. Wasn't he in here? Maybe his voice had carried from outside to her. But then again, it had sounded so close.
"Danny?" She went for the door, and then froze.
"You're so cute, Sam."
She whirled around and saw Danny. Only, it wasn't Danny, but his ghost self, and his eyes were the ones that she was seeing in her dreams, only this was no longer a dream, but reality itself. He grinned, his hand stretched out towards her. She let out a shriek, falling to the ground, but she knew that she couldn't run. She couldn't hide either.
Never. He'd always find her.
"We're gonna have so much fun," he whispered as he leaned down.
His arms pinned her arms to the floor and she felt truly frightened. She tried to let out a scream, but nothing came out, only the gasp of her breath. He gave a sly grin and bent down again, his lips by her ear.
"The object of my affection is the object of my obsession."
End Chapter
Author's Notes- I thought about making this longer, but I like my chapters to stay the same amount of pages. Oh well. This just means more chapters for you guys. I hoped you enjoyed this so far. I'm really trying my best to keep it creepy and dark and full of suspense. Is this enough so far? Well, keep reading and you'll find out why the ghost said that sentence, right? I hope you want to find out, anyways. Have fun and dance life away! Ciao.