Okay folks, I almost barfed while writing this. You have been warned.


Danny Phantom Challenge

12 Insanity


"Good Evening, Daniel. Are you ready for your daily talk session?"


"No."


"Ah, that's a shame. But then again, you never are willing to talk."


Vlad's frown didn't falter as he glared at the young man in front of him. He didn't take his eyes of Danny as he picked up a folder from his desk and opened it up. Though Vlad never stopped glaring at Danny, Danny's green eyes never came in contact with Vlad's steel-blue ones.


His head hung down, and his shaggy white hair had gotten longer, and fell to his shoulders. The chair he was sitting on was only a few inches away from Vlad's desk, but he remained still, for his feet were chained together, and a glowing anti-ectoplasmic white straightjacket was keeping him secure and still.


Vlad opened the folder to a certain spot and laid it out on the desk in front of him, and put his crossed arms on the desk as well.


"Well Daniel, today is the day you're gonna talk, and explain the incident that happened 20 years ago, and why you did it. Whether you like it or not."


"Why are you so persistent to find out what really happened, Vlad?"



"Because, Daniel, it's my job. As your Therapist, and as your father. AND, believe it or not, I'm also doing this for Maddie's sake. AND yours! Ever since that incident, your parents could not look at you the same way, so I took you in as my own, and I tried and TRIED again to help you in any way possible! For Pariah's sake, your Therapist sister RAN AWAY in TEARS that day! She didn't even want to TRY to defend you, or help you! Your idiot father called me over, as well as the police, NOT sparing you a glance, and your mother, oh your dear sweet mother. You broke her heart Daniel. When I said 'I'll do my best to save your son, Maddie.' Do you remember her reply? She said, 'I don't have a son.' Your ENTIRE family rejected you, Daniel! It's about time we found out WHY!"




A small crazed chuckle escaped through Danny's weak lips.


"Why? Heheh, you want to why? Haha, it's not obvious? Hehehehe."


Vlad's glare intensified, but at the same time, so did his worry for the boy…his son.


The 60-year old man rubbed his temples and leaned back in his chair. Each elbows on each armrests.


"Yes, my boy. I DO want to know why you killed Samantha Manson, age 18, July 26, 2010 at 12:00 AM that afternoon, oh so brutally. AS well, more or else, why you were in your ghost form instead of your human form during that time, and why you decided to change back right in front of them, holding Samantha's bloodied head, in your hands!"


Danny broke into another fit of crazed chuckles, and elevated a tired, weary green eye up at Vlad. Though it was only one eye, for his other on was covered by his hair, and ever so dilated…it was enough to send shivers down Vlad's spine.


"Hehe, why ask the question again Vlad? You know why. They were shocked, and no ghost possessing me theory ever crossed their minds, they saw me. Isn't that enough reason why?"


Frustrated, Vlad slammed his fists down on his desk, and looked Danny straight in the eye.



"NO it's NOT Daniel! Yes, you're parents were upset that they knew you killed you best friend, but what THEY want to know, what the GOVERNMENT wants to know, and what I want to know is WHY. WHY did you kill Samantha! It bewildered everyone! It doesn't make sense! No one knows WHY you killed her! What you did was enough to terrify everyone, but WHY you did it is what everyone doesn't know, and WANTS to know! Care to share, Daniel?"



Laughter echoed within the small room, that Danny and Vlad were encased in. Danny rolled his neck, and his eyes lazily fell to meet Vlad's eyes.


Danny's voice was weak and raspy and not much louder than a whisper, but it held that non-sane drone in voice that gave you goose bumps.




"Weeeelll, if you really must know…it was a couple of days after graduation, and Sam caaame over to visit. I promised her that I would go with her to look at colleges and stuff. I was coming downstairs after I changed…when I noticccceeed halfway on the stairs, Sam's back was turned the other way…..and I saw a preeeeeeeeeeeeetty big spider crawling up on her shoulder, and it looked like the spider I saw eaalier that day. And at the time, I thought it would be a good Idea to blast it! And guess what? I did! Only I missed and actually hit her shoulder……and….and…I caused her to bleed. For some…some...some strange odd reason…I didn't freak out like I thought I would… my eyessss were mesmerizzzed, by the blood falling from her body, it worried me, but at the same time, it made me happy. OH SO HAPPY with glee! And you know what? I wanted more! Even though she was my best friend…I…I couldn't help my self. I really don't know what came over me …aand…and before I knew it I was Danny Phantom, blasting Sam's limbs off one by one! HA! HA HA HA! I ignored her screams, and soon she was dead! OH, but oh no no, I didn't stop there, I blew every part of body into pieces! BLAM! KABLOOEY! SPLAT! Hehehehe, I mutilated every little piece! Before I knew it blood was on the ceiling! Oh ho…oh…I felt TERRIBLE. HORRIBLE. I murdered my best friend! I felt so bad! Her body was gone EXCEPT! Except the head…I wanted to see her paled…shocked expression! HA HA! It made me so, so very happy! I held her head in my head and mimicked Shakespeare! Hehe, I felt SO POWERFUL! And the blood…I her blood, I had a lust for HER BLOOD. I…didn't want to kill her…but I had to had more! Dye my hair with it! Feel it ooze between my fingers! Taste the sweetness in my lips! But my heart…it shrunk three sizes as small that day…"




Danny hung his head once again, clearly showing red dyed in his white hair.


Vlad was terrified, his stomach twisted, and his face paled to the color of his hair. He couldn't believe it. This is the once Young Daniel Fenton he used to know that kind, shy, insecure boy?


Vlad straightened up his bow on his Armani black suite and cleared his throat before speaking to Danny.


"Aand THAT, Daniel, is why you're in the loony bin! That's it? You snapped? And YET you felt BAD for mutilating your friend's body, leaving just a head?"


"Hahaha, I guess so."


Vlad scooted his chair out, and grabbed Danny's folder, and walked towards the exit of the room, leaving Danny where he sat, not giving him a single glance as he walked passed him. Danny turned his head as far as he could to see Vlad from over his shoulder.


"Hey, dad, what's wrong? Leaving so soon?"


Vlad gave a weary and heavy sigh, and called to two men outside to carry Danny to his padded cell. Once there, the two men laid Danny against a cushioned ivory wall. Vlad watched the men secure Danny's straightjacket with sorrowful eyes. As the men walked away, Vlad turned his back to Danny.


"You know…Danny. There's a reason why you're family gave up on you. Their minds couldn't comprehend the sight…and I don't even want to know If I want to tell them…this new fabulous news…it would shatter their world If I told them what you told me. Even I, was not prepared to here this."


Danny giggled and glared a green gaze at his old archenemy. "Daaad, I didn't know you cared so much!"


Vlad turned his head, but not enough to see Danny over his shaking shoulders. His breathes were sharp, and he took deep breathes before speaking.



"You know Daniel, I may have been evil, and your enemy back then, but even I was not crazy enough to kill the one that I loved."