A/N: Okay, this story's actually a little more popular than it started out as... Yay! Thanks Samantha-Girl Scout, chronos-girl, Sam-n-Danny1, the sleep warrior, and DarkDragonQueen for your reviews!
Chapter 2: You are not my son
"Daniel Jack Fenton!" The sixteen-year-old boy smirked as his mother walked up to him, ready for the kill. "You are three hours past your curfew!"
"Chill out, Mom. It's not like I was doing anything bad." He shrugged. "No big deal."
"It is a very big deal, Daniel Fenton. You are my son, and until you are eighteen years old you will obey my rules!"
"I went to the cemetery, okay?"
Her lilac eyes filled with tears, and DJ realized too late that he shouldn't have said that. "I was at the cemetery, DJ, and you weren't. I cannot believe you would use your father as your cover-up like that."
"He's not my father," DJ muttered; the lilac in his eyes was more prominent.
"No, of course not, DJ," she muttered sarcastically, her arms crossed. "He's just the man that made half of your DNA, and it's just coincidence that you look just like him." She motioned toward the pictures of Danny adorning the walls in the living room.
"He was never there for me!" DJ shot back, clenching his fists at his sides. "He left me here to become the 'hero's kid'! Everyone laughs at me because he's dead, Mom. And he's not my father!"
Sam swallowed, gazing at the boy in front of her. She didn't even know her own son anymore. He was always dressing in black, he'd gotten blue streaks in his hair even thought she'd told him not to, and he'd taken to hanging out with a crowd he knew she didn't approve of. She felt a sob choking in her throat.
"I want my son back," she whispered, "and until you come back with him, you're not welcome here."
DJ looked shocked. "Y-you're throwing me out?"
"The boy that lives here is the son of Daniel Fenton. You said yourself that you're not his son, so you can't be mine." She shook her head. "I'm not throwing you out…because you never lived here."
She opened the door, pushed the startled teen outside, took his house key from him, then closed and locked the door. DJ growled at the now closed door then stomped away, hands deep in his jean pockets.
A/N: So, how do you guys like it so far? What do you think the plot line should be? I'm planning to introduce another new character…a new girl character… (hint, hint, wink, wink) I need some more plot though. Should I bring Danny back to life? I've thought of a way I could, but I'd only do it if you guys think it's a good idea. Give me some plot ideas, people! Please!