Why is it that I'm am writing at 12:00 each time? My days are dedicated to writing my own stories, my nights, fanfictions. The cycle begins. Not that I'm complaining, and neither are my characters. They are just happy I'm writing. (Is it strange I refer to them as real people? Hummm.)
Speaking of my own characters. I was flipping through one of my sketch books, and I came across this picture of my white haired, green eyed, character. I never realized how much he kind of looks like Danny. And, mind you, I created him before I had ever heard of Danny.
And off my random thoughts for the chapter! Welcome to the seventh chapter! Wow, the last chapter got 20 reviews. On my old, bad account I have two stories that are the same length as this one, and have about 20 reviews total. So, thank you all. It makes my day to see I got reviews!
Also, I had the question of why did Vlad transform. Yes, probably that was just bad planning on my part, but it seemed fitting, and, if nothing else, added to the "dramatic air" (Shrug) I don't know. (Side-glance)
Uh. Has anyone noticed, I've had Danny black out in almost every chapter? Totally unintentional. Whoops. (Another side-glance)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Italics are thoughts/ flashbacks
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Vlad grabbed Jack roughly by the shoulders, taking both of them through the ground. "So long Daniel… Maddie."
"No!" Danny jumped forward, trying to grab the two, even though it would be useless as Vlad had gone intangible, but only ended up landing hard on his injured foot. He let out a scream in pain. As the pain rushed up his leg, he began to feel dizzy before black began to fill his vision.
"Danny!" Maddie stepped forward to catch her son before he hit the ground. She stared at him for a second, looking over his bruised and battered body before she picked him up carefully.
The red haired woman began to walk over to the Fenton RV, before pausing as a bright light traveled along her son's body as he reverted back to his human half. Have to get used to that Maddie thought before continuing to the RV.
Carefully, she strapped him into the passenger's seat of the Fenton RV, walking around it herself and climbing up into the driver's seat. She shifted gears, pulling out onto the street, not knowing what to do. I'll head home and see what can possibly help in the lab. And Danny- She stopped the thought, looking out of the corner of her eyes at her son.
Feelings of guilt racked her brain. How could we not trust him? How could we do this to him?
As she pulled to a stop at a red light, she reached across the car to her son, brushing a hand through his hair.
Maddie felt a small tug at her sleeve. With a small mumble she tried to push it aside but it suddenly grew harder. Slowly, the woman opened her purple eyes to stare into the blue ones of her six year old son.
"What's the matter honey?" She asked, worried as she noted the fear across his features.
"There's a ghost in my closet." His tiny voice answered through the fluff of his large white teddy as he held it close, covering his mouth, as if in an effort to smother himself with it.
Maddie smiled, climbing out of the warmth of her bed. Picking her son up quietly, she looked over her shoulder as they left the room, making sure they hadn't disturbed her sleeping husband. Sure enough, he continued to sleep, hugging his own teddy bear close.
Entering Danny's bedroom, she set Danny on his bed before walking across to his closet.
"This is where the ghost is?"
Danny nodded slowly, looking scared over his teddy's head.
Maddie quickly yanked the door open, looking around the dark space. She even flickered on the closet light a few times. "You better stay away ghosts!" She said dramatically, before turning back to her son. "See? All the ghosts are gone."
Danny didn't look so sure. "But- He had mean red eyes."
Maddie walked over to her son, pulling him under his blankets as she tucked him in. "Would you feel better if I stayed with you?"
A small nod came from under the blankets.
"Alright then..." Maddie pulled back the sheets, crawling in herself. She wrapped her arms around her son. "I'll make sure no ghosts get you. Okay?"
Again, Danny nodded.
Maddie slowly ran her hand through her son's black hair as she felt him drift into slumber.
The next morning, Jack peered into his son's room quietly to find his wife still hugging her son close to him. He smiled at the scene before closing the door, leaving the pair undisturbed.
Maddie smiled at the memory, but her smiled soon turned to a frown. I'm sorry Daniel.
At that instant, Danny's eyes fluttered open. He pulled back at his mother's touch, the events of the past few days making him wary around his own parents. Is that really a thought that should ever have had to cross my mind? The thought almost surprised Danny as it flickered across his head.
Maddie's eyes filled with pain, almost as if she had been shocked, at that motion, and she pulled her hand away. She turned back to the road, seeing the green light and driving on.
"Where's Dad?" Danny asked, before continuing, "And Vlad?"
Maddie's eyes concentrated on the road before her, "I don't know."
There was a moment of silence, followed with Danny slowly standing up in the moving RV. "Well, then we've got to go get him!" Danny's determined voice didn't waver as he walked to the back of the RV, favoring his uninjured leg and holding his hurt arm closely to his body.
"Danny. You're hurt. I'm taking you home. And then I'll go look for them."
Danny's eyes flashed green in anger at his mother, a color change she did not miss in the rear view mirror. "Now you care? Where was that consideration when you strapped the Fenton Anti-Ghost Wristbands on me!"
Maddie pulled into a parking lot quickly, not watching the rules of the road, and slammed on the brakes as she pulled into a parking space. She turned around to face her son, standing up and walking up to stand right in front of him. She leaned down, putting her guilt filled face a few inches away from his. "Daniel Fenton. How did you think we would react?"
Danny's eyes turned back to their light blue shade as he tried to find something to say. His eyes scanned his mother's face. "I-."
Maddie grabbed her son by the shoulders, pulling him to her. She wrapped her hands tightly around him, ignoring his wince in pain. "We didn't know how to react." She answered her own question quietly, letting a stray tear roll down her cheek. "We were shocked. And yes, our actions were inexcusable. But you need to understand. To find out we've been hunting our own son!..."
"Mom-" Danny began.
"Please Danny." Maddie hugged her son for a moment longer before pulling away and looking back into his eyes. "Understand that we're sorry. I know it can't be forgotten that quickly. But-"
This time Danny cut her off, "But you just needed some time to think." He said, quoting the line that she had said herself several times lately.
"Yes."
Danny broke away from his mother, walking over to the side of the RV and reaching up. Opening a drawer, he blindly tried to grab the contents of the drawer, only to find it empty. Hmm? I thought this was where Jazz mentioned she put them. He pulled open a few more drawers, maybe I didn't hear her correctly. I wasn't listening that close anyways.
Turning around, the halfa asked, "Mom, where did you move the Fenton Anti-Ghost Wristbands?"
At the mention of the wristbands, Maddie suddenly became nervous, "Your father had them. See, when Mr. Lancer called us again, we… were… going to put them back on." The end of the sentence had become almost a whisper as she spoke it.
Danny's eyes went wide, So that's why they came? To slap them back on me?
Noticing the look, Maddie continued, trying to reassure her son, maybe earn back a little of the trust between them, "Of course, that was only depending on the situation."
"But, Dad has them?"
The red haired woman nodded as her son rushed to the front of the RV, strapping himself into the passenger's seat. "Then drive, we've got to find him." And hopefully dad knew what he was doing. He added as an afterthought, slightly feeling guilty for his lack of trust in his parents. But, after all, trust is a two sided street and none of them had really been that trusting in the past couple weeks.
"Danny, you're still hurt."
"And Dad will likely be dead soon if you don't go!"
Maddie shook her head at her son, climbing into the front seat before pulling out of the parking lot and reaching forward to turn on the Fenton Ghost Locator.
Danny pointed to a surge of ectoplasmic activity in the downtown area, "That'll be him."
Maddie stepped on the gas. "You sure you're up for it, Honey?"
"Yes."
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Jack glared at his once best friend from where Vlad had tied him up.
"Well, Jack, when do you believe they'll come? If they come that is." Plasmius smirked.
Jack ignored the black haired halfa as he fiddled with something in his pocket. I hope they get here soon. Jack thought of his wife and son, or the first time not fully trusting that his plan would work.
Vlad turned to speak to one of three green vultures, "I want the three of you to take turns on watch for Maddie and Daniel. The other two will help me deal with the idiot. Got it?"
"Oi. We've got it." The vulture spoke up.
"Then get out of here!" Vlad yelled at the vulture's comment, showing his anger.
The vulture muttered something along the lines of, "We're two thousand years old, you should be happy we're moving." Before it disappeared through the roof.
Vlad turned back to Jack, "Now for the idiot, Jack."
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Definitely my longest chapter yet! (smile)
So, again I ask the usual questions.
Other than that, I don't really have anything to say, except I'm tired. And tomorrow I have to practice my violin like crazy. I can't believe it's time for juries already! But I have my piece all memorized, (Beethoven's Romance in F major) so I'm not all that worried anymore. (If only I wasn't as worried about my piano recital next week…)
Well, see you soon, and hope it wasn't too bad and you all enjoyed it!
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