Yay! I get a new phone today! –Dose the getting a new phone dance-
I've got nuthen more to say so here is chapter 12
-- At school Tuesday—
Sam was digging through her locker looking for a pencil, and feeling miserable. As normal, Tucker came to meet her at her locker, but now without Danny.
"Hey Tuck." She said, finally finding one and closing her locker. "See that you've came to school too."
Tucker nodded and said, "For the first time in my life, I actually get excused for playing hooky, but now… I just can't—" Tucker cut himself off. "Not without Danny." He finished.
Sam sighed. "C'mon, we're going to be late for English." She said.
"Wonder how Mr. Lancer feels." Tucker wondered out loud, as they left for class.
When they walked through the door they discovered they were the first one's there and so they quietly took their seats in the back, leaving Danny's spot unoccupied. Lancer looked up when they came in and knew that they would be at school, even though he said he didn't expect them. Lancer looked at the two. They looked glum, and like they hadn't gotten much sleep the night before… just like him.
Lancer was up all night wondering if there was something more he could have done to help Danny, and if Danny would ever wake up again, or if anyone had told his secret. Also he wondered how Danny would react when he woke up… if he woke up. Would he blame it all on Lancer and never speak to him again, or would he forget everything that happened?
Sam was up all night wondering some of the same things. Would Danny ever wake up? Would he remember who she was… would he remember anything? But that wasn't the only thing filling her mind.
She was trying to define their friendship. Did she consider him just a friend? No, she decided after a while. She called Tucker a friend, she felt more for Danny. But it was different from brotherly love. She felt more of a connection. Suddenly it hit her. Did she love Danny? Well she always kinda knew she liked him but was it really a crush now? Was it more? After she thought that out there was no way she could sleep the rest of the night.
And Tucker was up just wondering if him and his best bud would ever get to hang out again, like they used to. Would they ever go ghost fighting again? Would they ever go to the movies like they used to? Would Danny remember anything when he woke up? Would Danny wake up?
They were all lost in their own thoughts and staring at Danny's empty spot, even while other students were filing in.
Lancer winced… he just remembered. The Fenton's had asked them to tell the students why Danny wasn't there. Lancer rubbed his eyes. He probably should have planned out a speech or something but he just wasn't in the mood the night before. As soon as the bell rang he stood up.
"Good morning class." He started, thinking of what he was going to say. "If you've noticed, one of your classmates is not in attendance today. Mr. Fenton's parents have asked me to tell you what happened so you wouldn't be left wondering. He was hurt yesterday in a ghost attack and is now in a coma at the hospital. If you would like information on when you can visit him just ask me after class." He stated in a professional voice.
The class said nothing, struck by the news. Even Dash didn't say any snide remarks. After a moment Lancer nodded his head and said, "Now that I've gotten your attention let us begin." Thus the lesson began. Lancer handed out "The Diary of Anne Frank" for them to read, and they read the first few entries in class.
Soon the bell rang and the class burst in to chatter as they left the classroom. Everybody had the same question on their tongue, "What happened to Danny?" Nobody could really answer except for three people, and they couldn't even tell what really happened.
Nobody bugged Sam and Tucker, partly because they looked depressed enough. Whenever they passed a clique, they would quiet down, and let them pass in silence, then once they were past, they whispered. The whispers seemed to follow them wherever they went, but Sam and Tucker didn't mind; they were lost in their own thoughts.
-Flashback-
"Man I can't believe your date ditched you." Tucker said. Sam secretly smiled, glad that she didn't have to deal with Paulina anymore, and now that he was over Paulina maybe… 'Maybe what Sam?' she asked herself. She couldn't come up with an answer.
"Where is Paulina anyway?" Danny said, looking across the almost empty gym… or dance floor at this point. Well, maybe he wasn't over her yet… Sam spotted her first, talking to Dash. She winced, and Danny looked down, slightly disappointed. There was a moment's pause.
"Who cares?" She said. She hated seeing Danny like this. Then she heard a slow song come on. "Look the DJ is still playing and I think there's still time for one more dance…" She hinted smiling.
"Sure, I'd love to." He said picking up the hint and also smiling. He handed Tucker the amulet that had just turned her in to a dragon minutes ago. "Hold on to this will ya?" He asked.
Then, leaving Tucker in the dust, they moved out to the middle of the dance floor.
Sam smiled suddenly, a vision of Danny's pants falling off when he was about to ask Paulina to the dance. "Promise me you'll keep your pants on?" She said looking up at his brilliant blue eyes. Her heart fluttered, but she ignored it.
Danny smiled at this too and said, "I'll do my best." Sam leaned her head on to his shoulder and they danced slowly. Sam closed her eyes, everything just felt so… right. That is until she heard Tucker running towards them. He seemed a little panicked and asked if he could cut in. Of course then Danny noticed Dora and went off to get his thermos.
-End of flashback-
Sam sighed at the memory. She really did like Danny! She had for a long while. Why did it take her this long to notice it… when it could already be too late? Sam frowned. While Sam was thinking this Tucker was also reminiscing.
-Flashback-
Tucker closed his locker and looked at his new cologne fondly, and generously sprayed himself with it, creating a cloud of fragment around him.
"Phew!" Danny exclaimed, walking up to him. "What is that smell?" He asked waving his hand in front of his nose.
"This?" Tucker held up the can proudly. "It's my new all over body spray. I made it myself. I call it 'Foley by Tucker Foley'." At this point he sprayed some more on himself. Danny still looked a little dejected. Tucker explained. "It combines with your natural odor to create a sweet, manly scent, that smells different to everyone who sniffs it!" He said almost excitedly.
Danny looked at him weirdly. "Tuck... you smell like a sweaty cookie…" He said taking another half of a step back.
"By choice!" He exclaimed. "The ladies will be swarming all over me!" He said, and put his wonderful stuff in his backpack to save it for later, just in case he needed to reapply.
-End of flashback-
Tucker slightly smiled at this memory. Danny sure appreciated it more after the whole ghost beetle thing. Tucker suddenly frowned, remembering the situation he was in.
"How can I wait until Friday!" Both Sam and Tucker yelled at the same time.
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Danny slowly opened his eyes, but it didn't make a difference… everything was still dark. He blinked and waited a few minutes until his eyes adjusted to the darkness, but they didn't… it was pitch black. For a second Danny was convinced he was blind, but when he looked down he saw himself, in his white tee shirt and jeans. For some reason he seemed to glow in the dark at this place.
He sat up slowly, trying to figure out his surroundings other ways. Soon he discovered that he was lying on the ground… why was he there? Then he fully stood up, and started taking careful steps forward. If only he had a flashlight… he smacked himself in the head. Why was he walking around in the dark when he had ghost powers?
He lit up a finger with ectoplasm and held it above his head hoping it would light things up a bit, but he could still only see black. Danny frowned and knitted his eyebrows together, now getting really confused, so he kept walking forwards, hoping to run in to a wall… anything! But he just kept walking, and walking, and walking. Was he going in circles? Then he had another idea. "Hello?" He yelled out. His voice echoed around him. "Is anyone here?" He tried again. Still, only his own voice greeted him back. He was starting to panic… where was he? "Somebody… anybody! ANSWER ME!" He yelled out in frustration, collapsing to his knees. Nobody answered him.
Suddenly he heard footsteps. He looked around, but he saw nobody. He stood up. Now that he actually heard somebody he was starting to think being alone in the never ending dark space was better. "Hello?" He tried again. Still there were only footsteps, always getting closer. Danny got in his battle stance… just in case who ever it was attacked him. Soon it sounded like the footsteps were right in front of him, and they stopped.
Suddenly Clockwork appeared in front of him, clear as day. Danny yelled and fell back down in surprise. "Daniel." He greeted.
"Clockwork!" He exclaimed. "Jeez, are you trying to give me a heart attack!" He said getting up again and rubbing his sore behind.
Clockwork didn't find it the slightest bit humorous and ignored it. "I don't have that much time. Daniel, do you know where you are?" He asked getting straight to the point. Danny shook his head. "You are nowhere, and you're going to have to stay here if you want to wake up again."
"What?" Danny asked, now very, very confused.
"Daniel," He said a bit softer. "Do you remember anything?" He asked.
"Remember what?" He asked confused.
"The ghost attack? Starbucks, anything?" Danny stared at him, his face blank. Clockwork sighed. "Here let me help." He said and reached out to touch his head. The second his fingers touched his forehead Danny was hit with a wave of memories.
--Danny jumped up and flew to Death Tolls level. "What do you want from me?"—Danny gasped.
--"OKAY EVEYBODY, GATHER IN TO THAT CORNER! YOU AND YOU, HELP ME GATHER TABLES AND CHAIRS AND WHAT EVER YOU CAN FIND TO ACT AS A BEARIER!"—Danny closed his eyes; it gave him a headache when he was seeing things in his past and the present at the same time.
--"You think you can beat me ghost boy?" Death Toll whispered darkly. Then he swung at his stomach. Danny gasped in pain, wincing. "Well you're wrong." He finished and his fist connected with his jaw. Danny hit the ceiling and then fell to the floor, gasping for air and touching his face tenderly. – He remembered that hurt more than it had to...
--"I don't have time for this." Death Toll said, and transformed his hand in to a dagger that was strangely glowing. — Wait a second! He remembered!
-- Death Toll had appeared behind him, and as Danny was turning around, a white-hot pain slashed through his side. Danny yelled and fell to the ground, clutching his wound. He looked down, and saw greenish red blood leaking though his fingers.— He remembered everything…
-- "I'M GOING GHOST!" He yelled. Once again two blue rings appeared around his waist. One traveled up and one traveled down reveling a black jump suit and a winged DP. Soon the rings disappeared and Danny Phantom stood where Danny Fenton used to stand. — He gasped and his eyes flew open.
"I- I remember." He said, realizing he was back on his knees. Clockwork drew back his hand.
"You see, your injuries put you into a coma, and right here you are fighting for your life, in the middle of nowhere. I don't really know what else to call it- it is the space between life and death. Right now you are pretty stable. But do you feel that breeze?" Clockwork asked. Danny didn't pay much attention to it before, but sure enough there was a little wind.
"What ever you do, fight against that wind. Keep walking in to it. Sometimes it will be easer that others." Danny looked up at him wearily.
"Why?" He asked. Suddenly Clockwork looked at his staff, with the clock on top of it.
"My time here is up Daniel, but just remember what I said, and keep fighting." He said and he started to fade away.
"Wait!" Danny yelled, but then Clockwork disappeared with a pop, and the footsteps faded away. Danny stared towards the sound of the footsteps, he noticed it was with the wind, and he was going exactly where he told Danny not to go. Danny sat down again; this was going to be very, very boring.
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TBC…
\o/ YAY! A long chapter! Sorry if there is a lot of mistakes… I didn't proof read that well. ReViWeRs!
Catgirlversion3.0otakufan- Awesome is an awesome word and all but after a while… it can make you go insane… -shivers- lol
Sirithiliel- Ooooh… that would stink. One time I was playing with a water balloon over my laptop and… big surprise, it broke! But it turned out to be fine in the end.
Sasia- AHHHH! IT'S A HORROR NOVEL! Scary doll. I would have screamed in the morning too if I saw my Miracle Baby doll sitting there with a screw diver through its heart and its head ripped off. Heh… that's the only doll I had when I was little. Lol. Oh and poor socks.
Horselova32312- Okay… I officially give up against the battle against awesome's. –Dies- Naw just kidding… but there are a zillion awesome's and one me so the odds were all screwed up anyways… -sighs- long story…
Kennyk12- lol… I'll be sure to dive behind the desk after every cliffhanger I read… then I can twitch in peace and nobody will say, "STOP TWITCH'N!" YAY! Lol.
PotterPhan21- aha! There's the word! Waterspout. I knew it was something like that. Oooh… that would make me so mad. "Hey guys look at my new shirt!" –Snip- … "Woops…" lol
Ur1crazedupfruitloop- -mumbles- lucky…
Pearl84- Kewlieo… those run on sentences… lol. Yeah… Vlad's not in this story… I don't think…
Ghostboy814- Yeah, I think I have done it in the past too but nothing as big as this. I have the worst memory in the world. Lol, oh and Thankie!
Stormrider7- YAY! –Blows out candles, but nothing happens- Huh? –tries again- They're trick candles… YOU TRICKED ME! Oh well. Too bad about you scooter, I think there is a curse going around and it makes you mysteriously ruin you thing within hours of having it. And I play clarinet, guitar, and piano… and I still have a bad memory! –Sighs and candles blow out- … ?
Centaurgurl08- Meep! I love horses, but they should have planned a bit better. HAPPY SWEET 16! Heh… today is my sister birthday, she is turning 10. AND YOU SAY WOOT TOO! That brings it up to 3 people. WOOT!
Distant6- ouch… I feel sorry for the ball. Good thing you didn't go chasing after it or something, and your right. Being weird IS fun!
Corabe- Thanks and Thanks again! Do you play any instruments? I think that against scientific proof, if you play an instrument it takes so much space in your mind to remember the notes and stuff that you have a bad memory. Cuz I play 3 and I get my brother and my dogs name switched around.
DP fan- I'm about to… look at the first authors note. And that would be sad! "Hey I Finally found my kit!" –smash- … "Noooooooo!"
Bunny Bubble- Eek! STOP ASKING GOOD QUESTIONS! I can't answer that… but the answer will come in time… -takes out fork and knife and starts to eat muffin politely-
Emotigone crazy- eek! That's even sadder than my cell phone story! What dose a hedgehog even look like? Hummm…
RealityBreakGirl- that must have been a sharp rock, or you must have dropped that book really hard… or both. Yeah and give your mom and you family my blessings, nobody should have to go through that. I did twice… with my dad who didn't fully recover and with my friend's dad, who died. It's sad, but that was a long time ago, so I bounced back and now HERE I'M AM WORLD! Lol
dAnnYsGiRl777- yep! It was fun until I fell too!
Brittney- if you think that sounds childish, you haven't read my authors notes at the beginning of chapters. Lol. Well here's some more of it!
Okay for my next question… ummmm… have your parents ever embarrassed you in front of your friends? Everybody has a story for this I bet… REVIEW!