Forgotten Chapter Nine: August 4, 2014, a danny phantom fanfic

A/N: Next chappy, yay!

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Chapter Nine: August 4, 2014

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"Wait a second," Jazz said, "you saw S.A.?"

"Yes!" Sam said happily. "And his name isn't 'S.A.', it's Samuel Anthony." Then she added, "but he prefers Sam."

"How's that for a coincidence?" Tuck asked. He was smiling as if he knew something the others didn't.

"What is it, Tuck?" Sam asked impatiently.

"You do notice you haven't stopped talking about him since you called us after he left?"

Sam blushed, knowing where he was probably going with this. "Tucker…" she warned.

"I think you like him!"

"I think you'd like a few body parts disassembled!" Sam hissed, moving threateningly toward Tucker. Tucker ducked and hid behind Jazz.

"Sorry!" Tuck yelled, trying to stay away from Sam.

"Look, Sam," Jazz said, stepping up to her, "calm down, okay?"

"Fine," Sam huffed, "but one more comment like that, and I'll…."

"Okay!" Tucker said, backing up with his hands up.

"Well, you said something about a band?" Jazz asked.

"Yeah," Sam answered. "He's in a band. PARAnormal. I gave him a flyer for that new coffee shop in town. You know, the Ghostly Latte?"

"Oh, yeah… so will he play there?"

"Of course! … I sure hope so…."

"Well, let's go! He might be there!"

"Ya think?" Jazz asked, sounding hopeful.

"Why not?"

"C'mon!" Tuck yelled, already standing at the door. The girls shook their heads and followed him out.

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"Ya sure about this, Ecto?" Kay asked as their group flew to the coffee shop. Jon, Leo, and Nick were in their elemental modes, Kay in her witch outfit, and Sam as Spectral. He and Kay were flying while Jon was on a piece of floating rock, Leo on a water-based cloud he made, and Nick on a mass of floating dark energy kept stable by Kay. In other words, he had to keep his mouth shut for once or he'd go falling down several stories onto the street.

"Yes, Psyche, I'm sure," Spectral replied. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"This place is known for having ghosts galore!" Nick called out. "What if one of them knew you from… before somehow?"

"No one here knows me, Fire."

"What about that girl?" Jon asked.

"What girl?"

"The one from earlier, who told you about this place?"

"Oh, Sam? She didn't know me, either."

"Didn't seem like that when you two were talking…" Leo sang.

"Stay out of this, Water…" Spectral growled. Leo shrugged.

"Well, what if she does know you?" Jon asked.

"That's highly unlikely, Earth."

"It's possible, though," Nick said.

"Ya know what? It doesn't matter, anyway. We're gone in less than a week, so even if she does know me, it won't matter. She won't ever see me again…."

"You sound said about that," Kay stated.

"I don't know… there's just… something about her…."

"You like her!" the other four chorused, causing Spectral to blush.

"Aw, Sammy's got a crush!" Kay cooed, which the guys immediately decided was creepy.

"No, I don't! … And you know I hate being called that."

"I know, but you make it so easy!"

Spectral sighed. Kay was hopeless sometimes….

"Yeah, well… look, there's the place, let's go," Spectral said, spotting the coffee shop and diving towards it.

"Yeah, don't wanna keep your girlfriend waiting," said Nick, glancing at Kay to show he was as clued-in as she was. Both had the feeling that the girl Sam had met that day did know him. They remembered the pictures he had drawn (Kay had told Nick about them), and that girl looked a lot like who Kay had dubbed the Black-And-Violet Angel. They just had to see what color eyes she had…. Unfortunately, that appeared to be easier said than done.

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"Okay, everyone, our next act up will be a new group here, PARAnormal!" a guy was announcing the acts, each of which sang a few songs, depending upon the audience's approval. He was also trying some comedy, but it didn't always work too well.

Sam, Kay, Nick, Jon, and Leo came onstage, ready to perform. The guy, Matt, came up to Sam, who was surprised and widened his eyes.

"How'd you come up with the name 'PARAnormal'?" he asked.

"Uh…," Sam was speechless, but, of course, Nick never was.

"Well, you see, Peace-Keeper over there got us into all sorts of paranormal stuff. Ya know, vampires, elves, witches," he cast a secretive look at Kay here, and she smirked, "mystic animals, fairies, orcs, and ghosts." He winked at Sam, who rolled his eyes. "We just thought it'd be a cool name."

"Well, let's see if you have good enough music to back up that cool name."

Nick nodded at Sam and smirked before letting Sam take over.

"Our first song is Live Your Life, a song I wrote."

My life's tough, but there's been tougher, you think yours is rough, it gets rougher, you ought to try livin' in style, 'cause I know it's been quite a while

Since you lived your life, have a good time, lose the strife, 'cause you need to learn to live your life

You're just a kid, go have some fun, you don't always have things needin' to be done, you need a break, take some time, maybe then you'll learn that it's fine

To just live your life, have a good time, lose the strife, 'cause you need to learn to live your life

This time it's mine, can't I just say, why try, I'll make it anyway, I need to heed my own words 'cause I can't seem to dream of livin' my own life

So live your life, have a good time, have some fun, no more work to be done, at least not now 'cause you'll see somehow, I was right, so lose the strife, and finally, finally, finally just live your life

Sam paused as the audience applauded. He… he didn't know what song to do! He looked at Kay, who was standing next to him, for song options.

"Loves Long Lost," she whispered, "just trust me!"

"…Okay…" Sam sighed and announced the song.

Sweet baby, how could this happen, you know how much I care, now I'm sorry, and I mean it, you know I wouldn't dare, now I miss you, I can't pull though, no one knows how much it hurts to say that now, today

My love's long lost, there's a double meaning in that somewhere, no one knows how much I care, I can't remember both of you, but to the one that I do, I never meant to put you through all this, but now, both of you are my loves long lost

I miss you dearly, I know you miss me, too, but can't you see I didn't want to be without you, but I can't go back, I can't hold back, I'll find them and when I do, I'll avenge you

I miss you, you know it's true, I can't go on, knowing all that went wrong, I need you with me, and can't you see, when I'm without you, I can't pull through, the things that I've done, the places I've gone, they don't mean a thing to me, 'cause I can't see, what's right or wrong anymore, I need you like never before, can't you see, I need you to be with me

'Cause my love's long lost, there's a double meaning in that somewhere, I can't find you anywhere, I can't remember both of you, but this song is for you two, can't tell you yet, no one would bet that I'd ever find love again, 'cause we never even began to prove to one another, but why bother, I loved you, you loved me, too, but I can't go through this, because both of you are my loves long lost, oh, my loves… long… lost…

As soon as the song was over, Sam ran off the stage in silent tears. He left his electric guitar, but grabbed an acoustic. He went outside, sat down, and lightly strummed a few chords, staring at the only stars he could see.

He didn't hear the door open behind him. Or the girl who listened quietly as he played My True Love's Kiss.

I'm sorry I left you, but I don't want you to go through what I'm feeling now, I want to be back there, but now I'm trapped somewhere, and I don't know how, How I'll get out of this mess, but first I must confess,

I can't believe I'm in this, that I left you, my eternal bliss, something's horribly wrong but I can't go on without you or this, my true love's kiss,

Life goes on without me, and I can't see anything besides this, My life is done, I can't go on, I want this over with, I've got to get out of here, but this is nowhere,

I can't believe I'm in this, that I left you, my eternal bliss, something's horribly wrong but I can't go on without you or this, my true love's kiss,

I can't believe this happened to me, I can't pull through without you, I need you by me, and can't you see, without you, without this, you're the one that I miss, life keeps spinning, and they're winning, without you by me, I can't be myself, now I'm someone else, but with your help, I can return, get my life back, I'll get my things packed, 'cause I'll be back, and you'll be with me, and now I see, you're the only one for me,

I can't believe I'm in this, that I left my eternal bliss, life goes on without me, and I can see you waitin' for me to finally be through all this, so we'll share our true love's kiss, I promise you this, yours is, my true love's kiss.

He had sung it without really noticing, and was surprised when he heard clapping behind him. There, once again wearing her violet sunglasses, was Sam Manson.

"Hey…" he whispered.

"Hi," she replied, sitting next to him, "that was really good. Did you write it?"

"Yeah."

"So, you have a girlfriend?" She looked rather put-out about this.

"No, I don't. It was written a while ago. I never saw her again… I think," he said, staring up at her face. She perked up considerably after hearing that, then looked confused.

"You mean you don't know? How can you not know if you saw her again?"

Sam turned on her, his expression angry. "How? Haven't you heard of that one nickname I have? 'Super Amnesia'? Did you ever think I might have gotten that name because I have amnesia?"

"I'm sorry, I just… you reminded me so much of my…my friend."

Sam shook his head. "It's my fault. I shouldn't have been so harsh, it's just… everything I do remember…. It seems that my whole life was… painful memories," he laughed bitterly, then frowned. "What friend?"

"Oh… he was just an old friend of mine," Sam said, looking very sad.

"…'was'? What… what happened to him?" The artist appeared surprised to have asked that, and immediately amended it by saying, "But if you aren't comfortable with telling me--"

The reporter laughed slightly, then said, "It's fine, and you just reminded me of him even more. Kinda funny, actually, how much you act the same…. But, it's fine. You just don't want to bring it up with Mr. and Mrs. Fenton."

"Who are they?"

"His parents," she said bluntly. "He went missing five years ago. No one's seen him since. Everyone thinks he's… dead, including his parents."

"Do you?"

"Me?" Sam laughed, remembering her lost friend. All the times he could have died (fully) before and never managed it, and he wanted to know if she thought he was dead? "No." She looked up at the stars, leaning back against a wall. "No. He's still out there. I know it. And Tuck Foley and Jazz know it, too."

"Tuck?" Sam questioned. "Jazz?" Something about those names… sounded familiar….

"My friends. Jazz was--is--his sister."

"Tuck's?"

"No. Jazz Fenton. My friend who ran away was her brother."

"Oh."

"Yeah. We're still looking for him. Have been for five long years."

"Good luck finding him."

"Thank you," Sam said, the ghost of a smile playing on her lips. "That means a lot, it really does." She started to leave.

The artist was suddenly struck with an idea. "What was his name? You know, so I can help look? I might have even seen him before! Can you describe him?"

Sam turned around again, a full-fledged smile bringing light to her whole face. "He has raven-black hair and icy, calm-after-the-storm blue eyes."

"And… his name?" For some reason, this was all… familiar to the paint-speckled artist.

Sam was now laughing slightly, an amazingly large grin plastered on her face. "He'd kill me if he heard me say this, but we, that is, Tuck, Jazz, and I, liked to call him the Less-Than-Graceful, Clueless-As-Always, Heroic-When-Necessary, Astronaut-To-Be… Danny Fenton." She turned again and went back inside, leaving a shocked artist in her wake, staring after her in confusion.

"…Danny?"

(A/N: I'd end it here, but I'm kinda tired of short chappies, so… lucky you people! )

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"There you are!" Kay hissed at Sam. "You missed the finale! You never miss the finale! What kept you?"

"Sam."

Kay rolled her eyes and Nick sighed, "Shoulda known it was your girlfriend…."

"SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!" Sam said angrily.

There was a gasp from behind, then someone turned Sam around by his arm, nearly screaming, "Danny?"

Sam was now staring up at a girl with red hair, black bangs, and blue-green eyes that held unshed tears. She hugged Sam tightly, repeating the name "Danny".

Sam finally pulled away, saying, "I'm sorry, but… do I know you?"

The girl paused and took a good look at him. Her eyes widened when she took in his red, black, and blue hair, grey eyes, and paint-speckled black clothes.

"Ohmigosh," she gasped. "I'm so sorry, I just--you--I heard--that was--"

"Just say it," Kay said, looking amusedly at the girl.

"You just reminded me of my brother…."

"I seem to be reminding a lot of people about others today…" Sam replied. "What did I do that reminded you?" Nick groaned shortly in response to Sam's rhyme.

"What you said… about a girlfriend."

"I don't have one," Sam said immediately. Kay and Nick laughed, seeing as it came out rather defensively. Sam sighed. "You two are never going to let me forget this, are you?"

"Nope," Leo said as he and Jon joined them. "It would be bad for your psyche."

Sam stared in confusion. "How, exactly?"

Leo shrugged. "I dunno. Kay told me."

"Kay…" Sam said, turning on her in time to see her making a last cutting motion at her throat, then blush.

She laughed nervously and ducked away, saying, "I'd-better-pack-up-my-guitar-¡Deboir!"1 She took off, and Sam turned back around to see that the girl who hug-attacked him was still there.

"Um… who was it that I reminded you of?" Sam asked.

"My brother."

"Oh…. Who are you?"

The girl blushed as if she just remembered that she never introduced herself. "Jazz…."

Sam gaped, having remembered his earlier conversation. "Jazz Fenton? So, you're looking for Danny?"

"Yes, how'd you know that?"

"His girlfriend told him," four voices answered as a guy and Sam Manson came over. Sam punched the guy on his arm. Obviously, she was friends with him.

"Shut up, Tucker," she hissed at the boy. He laughed, and Jazz gasped.

"You mean he's--? But then I--what's--how--?" she stammered.

Sam suddenly realized that they were talking about him… and that he hadn't introduced himself. "Uh, hi. I'm--"

"We know who you are," Tucker said, "seeing as Sammy won't shut up about you."

There were two groans, then two voices saying, "Please don't call me that!" Both Sams looked at one another, then blushed as everyone laughed at them. "It's not funny!"

"Are you two psychic or something?" Leo asked, somewhat serious because he knew Sam (A) could have psychic powers… sometimes…. "Ya know, 'cause you keep saying the same thing, like you're reading each other's minds."

"And we know that only works if two people have either psychic powers or some kind of psychic connection, or if it's one really strong psychic," Jon said. Nick glared, thinking Jon was telling these strangers too much.

"Ex-nay on the ychic-psay," Nick sang.

Sam A. thought quickly, seeing that the conversation would go downhill from here. "Well, since you seem to know me, who are you?"

"You already know us," Sam and Jazz said.

"So, if I'm right, you're Tucker Foley, right?"

"Yeah," all three said together.

"Well, now that we all know each other…" Kay said as she came back. She was rolling her eyes.

"Oh," Sam A said, eyes widening, "Sam, Tuck, Jazz, these are Nick--"

"Yo."

"--Jon--"

"Hi!"

"--Leo--"

"May your day be as wonderful as the world is round," Leo said, bowing.

Jazz, Tuck, and Sam stared, not used to Leo's… oddities.

"…That means have a good day," Leo said, upset that they didn't understand.

"We knew that, it was how you said it, and how sudden," Jazz replied. Leo perked up, but Sam and his other three friends rolled their eyes.

"--and Kay," Sam finished.

"…you should, Sam," Kay said suddenly, looking at Sam Manson.

"W--What?" she stammered. She had been asking herself about….

Sam A jumped in, pushing Kay away. "Don't mind her, she thinks she's psychic."

"You should! Trust me!" Kay called back as Sam dragged her outside.

"What were you thinking?" he hissed.

"That Sam should listen to her instincts," Kay replied in the same hushed tone. "I knew you knew each other!"

"What?"

"Sam knows you, but she doesn't know it's you," Kay replied cryptically.

Sam sighed. "You're not gonna give me a straight answer, are you?"

"Does Leo ever speak normally?"

"…No."

"There's your answer."

"Look, let's just go. We have to get up early for the show tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll get the guys!" Kay disappeared inside. There were several screams, and Kay came back out, dragging Jon and Leo by the wrist and pulling Nick by his hair. Kay looked pleased with herself.

"…I don't think I want to know what you did to deserve that," Sam said to Nick. He glared, silently saying back, "Good choice".

Kay laughed and pulled the three boys in the direction of their hotel, Sam trailing behind, smiling bemusedly.

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LYRICS

I lost myself at your show last night Looking at the sparkling eyes In the middle of a fresher crowd You keep living like you're a movie star But tell me who you really are When the lights go down

Baby your a glitter doll On the radio I dissolve In the stereo You've got me You've got me coming back for more

You were hiding in a darkened stall Waiting on your curtain call Getting your piece of mind But I was looking past the glossy stare I knew who was really there And I'd like to spend some time

Baby your a glitter doll On the radio I dissolve In the stereo You've got me You've got me coming back for more

Baby girl I think you're radical But you're a star and I'm fanatical Can we start something new Just between me and you

Pop princess hold my hand Pop princess I'm a fan Pop princess I need you now Freak me out turn me inside out Pop princess make me smile Pop princess drive me wild Pop princess I need you now So baby turn your love up loud Pop princess ohh Pop princess ohh So baby turn your love up loud Pop princess ohh Pop princess ohh So baby turn your love up loud Pop princess ohh Pop princess ohh So baby turn your love up loud Pop princess I need you now So baby turn your love up loud

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A/N: See? Much better length-wise! Anyway, next chapter jumps back a bit to when Sam A tells the others about what his vision from the past was. WILL BE SHORT! So, see y'all laya! BYES!

1 Debo ir!- I must go!

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Sneak Peek

"Maybe you couldn't escape," Kay said quietly. "maybe they made sure you couldn't leave, and after a while you just gave up."

"…that's just depressing."

Kay shrugged. "Ya asked for ideas on why, you didn't say they had to be happy, smiley-faced, polka-dot-y-flowers ideas where everything ends up peachy. Face it, this is real life, nothing ends up like in books and movies." She crossed her arms, daring someone to go against her. Of course, Jon, being the optimistic idiot he was, spoke up.

"Who says it doesn't?"

"Excuse me?"

"Who says life doesn't end up good? Maybe there's a good ending that Sam hasn't seen yet! He just needs to wait 'til he sees it."

"If there was a good ending, he'd be living it now!"

"Maybe he is. Maybe this is his idea of a good ending!"

"THEN WHY IS HE SO MOPEY ALL THE TIME, HUH? WHY DOES HE LOCK HIMSELF IN HIS ROOM AND HARDLY EAT?" Kay was screaming now.

"MAYBE HE'S JUST GOING THROUGH A HARD TIME!" Jon surprised everyone by screaming as well.

"THEN THIS ISN'T A VERY GOOD ENDING, IS IT?"

"WOULD YOU GUYS SHUT UP!" Sam screamed.