Hello everyone! It's been a long week (and when I say week it means Wednesday-Wednesday), and I just want to sleep, but this chapter is more important than that. I sorta failed to make the Wednesday deadline depending on your time zone, blame high school for that. So here's a long(ish?) update for ya. Thanks for all of the reviews! It always makes me happy when people like what I write!
Chapter 7: The Room
The rest of the night was quite uneventful. Heather's hands eventually turned visible again and she went to bed with the ghost puppy by her side.
Eventually, she woke up in a cold, pitch-black room. She wasn't scared of the dark, but this darkness made her uneasy at what may be around.
She went to her ghost form and, since she couldn't quite harness ghost energy in her hands, sent energy to her eyes, making them glow like mini flashlights. Her first goal was to find a light.
Staying near the wall, she walked towards a switch and turned it on. A dim light in the center of the room flickered a bit and finally lit up. Heather looked around, finding no door or window, but she could fly out intangible anyways. On one end of the room, there were four storage boxes covered in dust. She opened one of them and found many strange silver devices. She put them away and opened another box. There were silver-and-lime-green guns in there, some of them splattered with what seemed to be ectoplasm that glowed as she put her hand near. She pushed that box away and opened the third box, which was long and tall and more like a metal chest. Inside, there were large devices and guns. She closed the "box" and stepped back a bit.
There was one last box to check. It was the smallest one of all. Heather opened it and saw a simple black HAZMAT suit. She pulled it out and unfolded it. White gloves fell out. She picked them up and rubbed them gently. She felt a strange connection to them. She set them down and picked the suit up. On the center was a "DP" symbol in white. She recognized it from somewhere.
She set the suit down and pulled three more out of the box. Each one was a larger size and had more complex designs than the last, with the largest being not too much smaller than her Dad's size. Under the suits were four pairs of boots and four silver-and-green thermoses, and what seemed to be two wrist-mount guns.
She now remembered where she saw that "DP" symbol on all the suits. It was Danny Phantom's symbol. These were the hero ghost's suits. And they were in what seemed to be a secret room in Heather's own basement.
It was a warm, sunny day. A soft breeze rustled the leaves on the trees, and birds sung to the sky. There were a few small clouds, but none were big enough to block the sun. Danny was having a picnic with Sam and a young Heather.
However, the breeze grew to a powerful, cold wind. The clouds grew, blocking the sun. Snow started to fall and Danny started to get cold. Ice started crawling down from the trees surrounding the clearing he was in. The ice slithered across the ground, and when it touched Heather and Sam they disappeared. The ice surrounded Danny, and crawled up his legs, soon reaching his head.
He woke up.
Danny opened his eyes to a cold, slightly glowing, blue mist coming from his mouth. He grumbled at the thought of fighting ghosts again. He intangibly stuck his hand through the wall and grabbed a mini Fenton thermos and walked around the house, careful not to disturb the sleeping Yoltrun on the living room couch. He didn't see any ghost or ghost portal.
He walked down into the basement and saw nothing, so he decided to check his secret storage room. It was hidden behind a solid brick wall, and the only way to get in was to go intangible or break the wall. However, when walking over to the wall, he tripped over a stray cord and fell into a box of glass plates, breaking them, and therefore causing a few more boxes of random dishware to fall and break the contents.
Meanwhile, Heather was in the secret room holding the smallest, simplest suit, the HAZMAT suit, in one hand, and the matching boots and gloves in another, considering trying them on. Suddenly, there was a faint crash. She instantly flew straight up, phasing through the ceiling and coming out in a closet, and went up some more, ending up right next to her bed. She hid the suit, gloves, and boots she was holding under her bed and returned to human form. Tomorrow, I'm going back to that room, she thought to herself as she crawled back on her bed and wrapped herself in blankets. I need to find out what all that stuff is for. She closed her eyes and quickly faded into sleep.
Yay, things are gonna start happening soon! I just wish school wasn't causing me so many problems so I could put these out more frequently.
