A/N: YAY! Prologue Two! Um, I made some changes to Prologue One, it was Danny's eighteenth birthday, not seventeenth. I felt like such an idiot when I re-read that! See, I had originally had this a year earlier, then decided to change it, so I guess I missed that in my rapid correction earlier. :blushes: Sorry. So, here to tell his part of the story, kinda, is DANNY! YAY, DANNY!
My only problem in this chappy is that the song for it has the word "damn" in it. Since I don't normally curse, this is the only time you'll see it. Sorry to the odd people out there who like it when angsting characters curse, but I just can't see them doing that in this one. Besides, if my parents see this, they'll fly off the handle at me for cursing in it, so… better safe than kicked off the computer!
Uh… yeah, I don't own Danny Phantom, never have, never will. I think that covers it for this story, okay?
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Prologue Two: Danny, August 4, 2009
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Yet again, another restless night. I'd been gone from home for four months, and I still felt guilty about leaving my family, Tucker, …and Sam. I love her. I can't help it, I just do! She's my life… but after the threat I got, I knew I had to leave her, and everyone else, behind.
I stared at my clock. It read 7:59 A.M. In a minute, the alarm would go off, and I'd go to school. Yes, believe it or not, I had enrolled in a college, under my own name. Of course, it was far away from Amity Park. I was staying in a Holiday Inn.
Nowadays, I've been trying to blend in, forget about my ghost problems, and get back on track with schoolwork. Unfortunately, I'm continuously reminded of my past. I always see Vlad Plasmius somewhere! I never know where he'll turn up next, and it's annoying me to no end!
Then, I think about my future self… Dan Phantom. I know Vlad's let him free, and I'm worried that he's gonna show up. There's just too much stuff I need to do!
All this stuff, but no time! Ugh, I just wish I could— EEEEEEE—I stretched a hand out and hit the 'off' button on my clock. I wish I could just go back to sleep, not that I slept at all, anyway. It would be nice to have a break, at least once!
I just have to tell myself, "only a little longer, a little stronger, and I'll beat both of them. Then, … I can go back home…."
I jumped out of bed and changed into my new signature outfit: combat boots, camouflage cargo pants, and a black hoodie that said, "I like chicks with guns". Every so often, it reminds me of Sam during some random ghost attack, but it's pretty true.
I walked out of the hotel and over to my dark-blue-with-silver-flames motorcycle. I revved up the engine and sped off towards my school, driving through my new home of Atlanta, Georgia.
You could say that I was searching for a way back home, and I was, but I had to beat Vlad and Dan first. Quite a lot to ask of an eighteen-year-old, huh? Oh, well. The sun was shining, the beach was cleared, and I only had three classes that day. Sounds good to me.
After my classes, I went to my part-time job. I was a delivery person for a local restaurant. I had actually told them that I quit last week, but they begged me to come back. I kinda had a weeklong break, then came back to work. I just… needed to think for a while.
Of course, it didn't help. I still have no freakin' idea what to do to go back, besides beating those two. I sighed as I entered.
Thinking back to when I first came, I remember having to go to the doctor for a check-up before entering the college. Apparently, someone had noticed some of the scars I had from ghost fighting. The doctor said I was fine, but he noticed the… "weird green stuff" in my blood. Right now, he's the only one here who knows about my ghost-mode, and he's keeping it quiet.
This is driving me crazy! I can't take it! All the attacks they've sent my way, can't they just leave me alone?
"Hey, D!" Marissa, the cashier, called to me.
"Hey, 'Rissa," I replied.
"There's, uh, someone wantin' to see ya," she said, looking confused.
This aroused my suspicions. "Who?" I asked, but I was pretty sure I already knew…
"Some guy, named Plasmius? Oddly, he said somethin' about a Dan, too."
I unconsciously growled in hatred. Marissa heard.
"D, what's goin' on?"
"Nothing," I muttered.
"You sure? Doesn't seem like nothing…""Don't worry about it. Where are they?"
"Right out back. Plasmius seemed a little impatient. D, be careful, okay? They looked like they meant business." She looked worried. "How d'you know them?"
"Something I thought I could get away from, but obviously didn't." I began walking to the back door, but I heard Marissa's last question.
"Yet another thing from the mysterious past of Danny Fenton. What all are you hiding, D?"
I chose not to answer.
They won't beat me; I'll annihilate 'em! That's what I was thinking as I came up to the back door. Then, I noticed that I'd never beaten them on my own. Someone was either there to help, or I had a weapon or secret attack. I didn't have anything this time! I—I can't beat them… not even if it was just one of them… I'm dead….
I shook that thought from my head, took a deep breath, and walked out the door. They were waiting there for me.
"Hello, Daniel," Vlad said, smirking. I sighed at the name. Both had charged ectoplasmic blasts ready and hit me before I noticed. All four attacks hit me dead-on. I remember being knocked back and transforming immediately.
What followed was the worst one-sided fight I had been in, including fighting the Box Ghost. Needless to say, I didn't do too well.
It was horrible. I lost, BAD. I blacked out in the middle of the fight, and, knowing those two, they probably continued on after I went down.
I woke up in a dungeon. Of course, I was in Vlad's mansion. His basement, to be precise.
The door was open! I had a chance!
I jumped up and ran for the door, not noticing the evil laughter coming from right outside.
I was almost there! I was gonna make it!
The door slammed in my face.
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LYRICS
I woke up early in my hotel room Wait for my alarm to go
I think about the things I've gotta do Damn, my mind is gonna blow
I'm freaking out, about what's ahead Maybe I'll just stay in bed
'Cause it's no fun to be the one going out of my head So I tell it to myself again
You're looking for something you can't find If you give it up, you'll lose your mind There's always something in your way What can you say? You're gonna have good day
I quit my job about a week ago Told 'em that I need some time
Now I'm going strong on Lexapro Doctor says I'm doing fine
I'm freakin' out about what's ahead Maybe I'll just stay in bed
'Cause it's no fun to be the one going out of my head So I tell it to myself again
You're looking for something you can't find If you give it up, you'll lose your mind There's always something in your way What can you say? You're gonna have a good day
Just when I thought I couldn't lose I realized that it's the only thing I knew, oh,
I'm freaking out about what's ahead Maybe I'll just stay in bed
'Cause it's no fun to be the one going out of my head So I tell it to myself Tell it to myself Tell it to myself again
You're looking for something you can't find If you give it up, you'll lose your mind There's always something in your way You're looking for something you can't find If you give it up, you'll lose your mind There's always something in your way What can you say? You're looking for something you can't find If you give it up, you'll lose your mind There's always something in your way What can you say? You're gonna have a good day You're gonna have a good day You're gonna have a good day
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A/N: Oh, no! Poor Danny! What's gonna happen to him? Find out… uh… later! (Sorry, don't wanna spoil it) Y'all will have to wait for the last few chappies to know! I do not own "Good Day", Click Five does. BYES!