… I'm back with Chapter 1! I don't have much to say, I hope you enjoy this. I do not own the song. Green Day does. All Danny Phantom characters belong to Butch Hartman. I only own Carrie.
Chapter 1:
It goes to show, it wasn't long ago, I was just like you...
A few people glanced at Sam as she walked by, but she ignored it. It didn't worry her as much as anything else right now. The winds grew colder as shuffled along, the rain tranforming into a soft powdery snow. A flake landed on her cheek, and Sam could feel the burn of it. Pushing her frozen bangs aside, she started to run, headed in no real direction, she figured there really wasn't anywhere to go in the town anyway. She was starting to lose hope of ever finding Danny , she couldn't think of anywhere else he could possibly be. The goth girl slowed to a fast paced walk as she passed Danny's old home with the obnoxious Fenton Works sign at the top. Could he possibly be in there? The building seemed pretty useless now, broken up and neglected, just like every other place in the city. It also suprized her she hadn't seen anyone she knew yet. What had eveyone gone off to pursue after Highschool graduation anyway? Dash had gone to professional football, of course, on the worst team, as would always be. Her friend Carrie had gone off to Berkeley, California to kick-start her career as the drummer of a band she couldn't recall the name of. Tucker was in colledge in New Mexico, Danny was lost,and no one else had really been close to her or known by her - except Paulina. Yes, where had the snobby brat gone? What had become of her? As much as she hated to say it, Paulina was gorgeous, she couldn't have gotten no where with that. May be she was a model or something, but then again, it didn't seem too likely. Secretly Sam hoped she was living somewhere around Amity Park, in a hard, minimum wage life. It actually seemed realistic. Why am I thinking of this anyway? Come on Sam, you've got to pull yourself together. No time now to think of why no one's still around or where they went, no one besides Danny. Why had she never realized these feelings she had for Danny before? That when Valerie, now a student at UNM with Tucker, had gone on a search and destroy mission of Danny, and Sam had had to kiss him, why hadn't she said it was real? Why? Why? Why, why, why, why! That's all Sam could think. She noticed she had broken into a sprint, and stopped. The search for Danny was hopeless if she kept freaking out. Through the moving layers of white she could make out the store sign of a Texaco gas station. At least she could go there until the storm was past. She moved gracefully and swiftly, her skingoing numb, the air piercing her lungs, rising in wisps of vapor as she walked. Why had she been stupid enough to come out here at this time of year? Why hadn't she waited for spring? Danny couldn't wait though, he needed to be found. Andshe would find him, one way or another, dead or alive. She just hoped she could find him in time, before he was nothing more than a decaying corpse undera stone that read R.I.P. She knew he wouldn't ever be resting inpeace though, more than likely he would get beat up by his enemies in the Ghost Zone.That's the next place to check, Sam thought wearily. I hope they still have one of their ghost vehicles down in that basement, how else will I travel through it? Uh oh, flash back. "It's got a cup holder! Tuck, just ask that girl for directions." They'd found Danny then just barely in time, but how about now. Some how she didn't think she'd be that lucky on this mission.The storm was starting to let up now, meaning the search could continue on in her unending voyage. As she thought this, she saw a dark haired man in the distance, standing by the front door of the Texaco she was headed to. To Sam, it looked like- it couldn't be! Was it really Danny? "Danny!" Sam put out questioningly, "Darn it Danny, it's me Sam!" From the distance, she didn't think he could here her. She probably looked like an idiot, it probably wasn't even him. Perhaps she was just hallucinating, but she could swear Danny was standing there in flesh and blood. It was him, she could feel it. Sam's heart felt the magnetic tug, it let her know she was headed in the right direction. She closed her eyes and kept hoping, praying to God that he was okay, that everything would be alright from now on. Oh great she thought this is the job he chose? So much for a better life...but at least he may be alive. If it's really him... oh dear God let it be him. The snow had almost stopped now, it was nothing more than light flurries of white specks. "Danny!" The man, who was now sitting on the hood of an old car, looked up and dusted the snow off the top of his jet black of his hair that so sweetly contradicted it. She started to run toward him, not payin attention to the traffic on the streets. Why does he seem so different now? Sam realized something was wrong. The man's eyes turned red, and he turned away from her. Danny, what's wrong. Oh my God, "Danny!" She stopped and looked behind her. The man jumped down from the car. "Sam, NO!" A loud horn and motor sound filled her ears as a gust of wind pushed her down. She feel the pressure of heat from the enormous truck bear down on her, and she knew she could do nothing, she'd failed. She was going to die.
Okay, chapter 1! Sorry it's not very long, but I'm working on making Chapter2 longer. Also, I shortened my pen name, it's now just JJ'sWickedMistress. Don't hate me. If you don't like tragedies or favour Sam and Danny being together all the time, I'm advising you, don't read this. You'll hate me. Thankyou to TayloWolf for being the first to give me a wonderful reviews. Keep them coming!
