Here's my Prologue of my story, I hope you like it. Just so you won't be confused, every fan fiction I write will be after the show, not my fan fictions, unless it's a sequel. This one, you'll love, review please.
Jazz could hear the rumbling of the building as she went to find Danny. Soon Jack and Maddie blasted through the halls as they looked at Jazz.
"Jazzy pant, you have to get out of here, the whole place is gonna blow!" warned Jack as he grabbed Jazz.
"But what about Danny!" cried Jazz.
"I'm sure he already escaped," rushed Maddie, "right now we don't have time for checking, we have to get out of here."
Jazz somehow had a feeling that Danny was still there somehow. She tried to think that he escaped, but she just couldn't. When Jack, Maddie, and Jazz got out of the building, Jazz went to Sam and Tucker quickly.
"Where's Danny!" cried Jazz.
"I thought he was with you," said Tucker as Jazz's face was filled with horror as she turned back where the building was.
"Mom! Dad! Danny's still in the building!" cried Jazz as Jack and Maddie looked back with a shocked look on their faces as the whole place blew up sky high.
Jazz looked at the blown up building crying on her parent's shirt with knowing that her brother was gone.
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Meanwhile, a fireman looked around and saw a fourteen year old boy lying on the ground. The boy had black springy hair with a white and red shirt and blue jeans. He laid there unconsciously as the fireman took his walkie talky.
"We've got a man down! hurry, we need to get him to the hospital pronto!" called the fireman as you can hear hospital trucks and policeman.
When they got the boy to the hospital, he kept laying there as the doctor went to the fireman to inform him.
"Do you know the boy's name?" asked the doctor.
"No, I just found him lying on the ground, why?" asked the fireman.
"He needs to be in a coma, the explosion was so massive, it knocked him out completely. It also gave him some memory loss," explained the doctor.
"When the boy wakes up, ask him his name. If he doesn't remember his friends or family, take him to a foster home ok," ordered the fireman.
"If you wish," said the doctor as she looked at the black haired boy who was sleeping away.
As you get closer to the black haired boy, who you know is Danny Fanton, you see him sleeping and soon you hear a scream, which you know was from him, "Ahhhhhh!" but he's still sleeping without movement.