District 3- MIND
In the split of a second after Mischief said goodbye and the group blacked out again, they awoke within a city. Similar to The Capitol in The Hunger Games only instead of red banners with the Capitol emblem, it had silver banners with a black 'D' and black banners with a white 'D'. The city itself was outlined in a neon green highlight.
"Like~!" Started Star."Where are we?"
"Who knew Fenton was a fan of The Hunger Games?" proclaimed Mikey. "This place rocks. "
"Actually The Hunger Games IS their favorite movie." corrected Joy. "While Quantin Tarantino flicks are a good second."
"Welcome one and all to the Mind District." Everyone turned only to find Mischief prancing around and twirling his cane. "Please keep thine hands, feet and extra appendages in the the ride at all times."
" Quello che il sesso ci fai qui, Mischief?" cried Romance. [What the sex are you doing here, Mischief?] In truth the sincere emotion was actually a bit happy to see the chaos causer, he was the only one who had true access to the Mind being he borderline ruled it. The hierarchy within Danny's head was one of constant and fleeting change who better to save the group than a Marquis of it.
"What?!" Whined the Quipster. "Did you really think I was just gonna send you guys here and NOT guide you to the Palace? The EDT are out there! " The class looked between the four emotoclones like they'd lost; all throughout the day they kept mentioning this EDT or EFT or whatever. What the hell was it and why were these guys scared out their feels by it? Tucker had had it.
"O-KAY!" He started. "You guys have been acting strange which for Danny is a norm but you keep mentioning this EDT or EFT. What the heck is it and what does it have to do with us? We been fine all day! You make them sound like darkness incarnate." The three elder emotions then grew solemn grimaces and hung their heads—this was a hot topic issue. At this point Faith started to whimper and then... He flat-out cried.
"Smooth move, Tucker!" Hissed Sam as she went over to Joy and helped soothe the little feeling. Everyone in the class glared at Foley for making the adorable entity cry. The jocks were ready to wail on him till.
"He's right..." Romance suddenly spoke. "Evil Dead Trio."
"Come again?" quizzed Lancer.
"Evil Dead Trio, Evil Future Trio, Evil DANNY Trio."
"What's that mean, dude? " Kwan.
"The top three evil emotions of Danny's head." replied Mischief as he spun rotisserie style in the air. "Vengeance. Sadism. And the worst of all... HIM. Minding the fact after 'The Incident', HE got a WHOLE new vendetta and look."
"V-v-vengeance?" whimpered Paulina. "As in everyone, Fenton has it out for? His Hit List?" Joy nodded.
"S-sadism?" quivered Lancer. "Like Mercilessness? Cruelty of unimaginable feats!" Romance and Faith looked away.
"What about—!" tried Sam.
"DON'T EVEN ASK... " Mischief ordered. "Their Lordships and Self-Control locked those three maniacs up... But apparently they got out."
"Question is how? " Joy sighed out.
The guides and class traveled onward, Mischief and Joy kept everyone in a hopeful mood with jokes and dorky renditions of songs. But the further they journeyed the more depressed it got along with darker. Till finally they hit a stormy area with a greenhouse right in the middle. The four emotions let out a simultaneous sigh along with the class. They walked or in the emotoclones cases floated over to the structure, Mischief held the door as everyone filed in . The place was beautiful in a solemn way, it had black fences which were smothered in green vines with violet and red roses. Everyone was thoroughly depressed at this rate, the only ones safe from the wave of sadness were Joy and Faith—the embodiments of happiness.
A bit further in they came across a clearing in which rested a massive black tree which bloomed blood red roses. In front of said tree rested a bench and on it... A swing where a another Danny swung with his back to the crowd. His sobs were quiet but heartbreaking. From behind he had silver hair with a black streak in it and wore a purple hoodie with black jeans.
"Hey Depression." sighed Joy. The figure turned only for everyone to shrink back in horror... His eyes were gouged out.
"Salutations, Joy." Depression replied and turned back around. Lancer was officially DONE, Fenton needed serious help. Sadness, he could deal with but outright Depression? All he wanted was to get out of here and hug Daniel. Let the boy shed his held back endless tears and give him a stern talking to.
"I'll assume you wish to know how the EFT have escaped?"
"That and we need your help to get this crew out of here. " Romance added. Depression stood and strode over to the group, his gait that of a criminal heading for the executioner.
"I'll help..." He declared after he stood before Dash. "But I want the answers to three questions ... "
"What is it my boy? " asked Lancer tentatively.
"W-why?"
"Why what, dude?" Kwan asked as he lightly touched the solemn entity.
"W-why must you all abuse Daniel?" Sobbed Depression, everyone cringed in guilt and horror. His bloody tears fell with sadden grace. "Day in and day out, Their Lordships put their lives on the line for you misbegotten bastards. Only to get Teased." Star hung her head. "Harassed! " Kwan and Lancer scratched their heads. "Tricked!" Paulina rubbed her elbow. "Beaten and bruised!" Dash and Valerie looked away. "ALL FOR WHAT?! HIS PSYCHE TO GET RIPPED BETWEEN TWO REALMS FOR THE SAKE OF JOKE?! I'M—!" Out of nowhere, the greenhouse got rocked with a ghostly wail.
"Paranoia..." Romance concluded.
"How? " Mischief cried. "I thought Courage had those creeps."
"It was inevitable..." summed Depression between sobs. "With Vengeance's shadow control, they slipped through and kidnapped Para." Sam looked to the distraught emotion and went over to him. She wanted to get to the bottom of this emotoclone and help him.
"Umm? Depression..." She tried. "What was your second question? "
He looked up at her and gave her a small sad smile.
"Why do you and Tucker do what you do for Daniel?"
"We do it cause we're your homies, dude." Sam started. "We made a promise to always stick together through good and bad. We're all we've got bro. We love you Danny. "
"Plus you're as close to a girlfriend as I'm getting." Joked a voice, Depression looked to his side only to find Tucker. "Speaking of, can Ya talk to Lust and see if I can get one of his girls? " Depression giggled only for a light to envelope the three and then... A white rose appeared in Depression's lap.
"Been a minute since one of these appeared in my garden..." Depression then stood and walked over to his blooming vines. He whispered a few words into them and they revealed... A hidden door. "Your debt to me has been paid. This path will take you directly to the next emotion... Goodbye and Be safe." Depression dissolved into elegant blood red rose petals.
The ectoauras of their guides allowed for easy navigation of the catacombs under Depression's lair. The place was dank but beautiful in its own right being covered in Depression's roses. Sam thoroughly enjoyed herself, the catacombs were strictly to her Darth liking. Note to self: turn Danny goth more often. Things were fine till a ways into the journey, a dark voice spoke from the shadows..
"Hello, Hope... " This made the delightful emotion cringe in fear, as well as the group. It was serious yet contained so much venom laced inside that you felt your skin would burn.
"S-sup, Sadism." quivered out Joy. The class whimpered and shivered at the revelation of the emotoclone. Dash and the other jocks were about ready to piss themselves which earned a sinister chuckle from the English sounding madman.
"Calm yourself, Mr. Baxter. The real life of the party hasn't even arrived yet." At this taunt a figure came out the shadows. He was a white haired Danny with blood red eyes, he wore the same setup as Mischief only red, black and grey. With a little hat with a red sash, but unlike Mischief he had a black umbrella. "I'm only here to deliver his ultimatum for the class. "
"So you've been reduced to grunt work?"Growled Romance. Everyone easily saw the twitch of indignity go through Sadism. "And where's Para?!"
"I'm here for my own amusement, kleine arschloch, and he's alive for now..." mused Sadism, he then produced a small scroll and tossed it to Mischief. "Hand those upon the list over or die." Mischief unrolled the scroll and looked it over only for his lips to purse in a tight line.
"Are you shitting me, Sadie?" He growled. "...Sam?" The three benevolent emotions growled in anger to which Sadism grinned darkly. Romance pulled Sam into his frame protectively and flexed his claws.
"That's it, you fools get angry... Let that pent up rage dissipate... " At this the class who remained fearfully quiet during the exchange now intervened.
"DON'T DO IT! " Dash and Kwan yelled as they latched on to Joy. "You're Fenton's happiness, you're all he has!" Dash added. "I'M SORRY FOR THE CRAP I GIVE HIM DAY TO DAY! JUST DON'T LET HIM GET TO YOU! " Pauline and Star then yelled out their pleas.
"DON'T GO INSANE! " The boldest of all were Sam, Tucker and Lancer. Tucker handed Faith to Mikey and he stood in front of Sadism arms out in a protective fashion, Lancer did the same.
"Dude, this is so not cool. "Tucker exclaimed. "I don't care who you are but Danny's my homeboy and I'm not gonna let you and your big bad hurt him. " Sadism growled as he lifted his umbrella only to show it had a blade.
"LOOK HERE, YOUNG MAN. YOUR EVIL WILL NOT HURT ANY OF MY STUDENTS ON MY WATCH! " Lancer yelled. "THAT INCLUDES DANIEL JAMES FENTON! " A visible static twitch went through the heinous emotoclone. Sam then came to their aid and put up her fists for a good throw down.
"PUT EM UP, JERK LIFE! " She ordered. "I'll kick your ass all the way into next month for this gotdamn ship. " Sadism growled but backed down.
"As much I'd love to wrench every bone from your body and drink the sweet essence of your pitiful veins and knit your intestines into a new Carnegie vest! " Sadism hissed. "I have more pressing acts of malevolence to attend to. " He vanished.
The class walked on for a good hour or so, their encounter with Fenton's mercilessness leaving them rattled and afraid. The viciousness in his eyes had all of them ready to piss their pants. Lancer and Tucker had to be soothed for another ten minutes since they were at the front. By the time they got moving again a light appeared at the top of the tunnel. Joy flew over to it and breathed in the fresh air, that smelled of books and coffee . He smiled as he poked his head out the shadows.
"Come on up, we're here." He beamed. The class followed only to re-emerge in... A gargantuan library, books and files piled to the ceiling. The grand place was a tan gold with plenty of tables to chill at which the class took as an opportunity. Within the air auroras of different colors flitted to and fro to different areas. Lancer was appalled at the gorgeous library, every classic as far as the eye could see with files stuffed in between. He took one and examined it only to find...
"What the Dracula?!" A picture of the mayor with plenty of data compared to that of a Vampire like ghost labeled Plasmius.
"Oy!" yelled an English accented voice. "Leave those bloody files alone, ya dork! I don't feel like re-filing. " Everyone looked around only to spot a Danny on a massive ladder 40 feet in the air. All around him files and books floated waiting to be put in their proper place. This Danny had black hair with a white streak making him look like a badger or an old man plus azure eyes with glasses. He wore a short sleeve gold polo with a tan vest over it and brown pants plus black toms.
"Sup, Knowledge?" chimed Mischief.
"Sup is not a proper word and you know it. " The emotoclone replied back. "And please be formal? "
"Wassup, sir?" teased Romance. Knowledge sighed but a small smirk played at his lips.
"Wankers." He teased back and floated down. As he touched down he pushed his glasses up and looked around at his guests. Some looked guilty and solemn while the others looked fearful and afraid.
"Let me guess... " He tried. "The EFT are after you lot? " Confirming nods. "I'll assume you meet Sir Daniel's Sadism correct? " More nods plus shivers. Knowledge floated around and examined everyone, taking in their features and the allotted fear. "I'm so dreadfully sorry he did this to you lot. That villainous troll..."
"Those guys are totes arschlochs." Mischief sighed out. "But what's a person without a bit of evil assholery?"
"Decent." answered Joy. "Anyways, this is Knowledge- the personification of everything Danny knows. Trig, English, Advanced Quantum mechanics, data files, all that informational jazz. Plus he makes really good tea time snacks." A small smile graced the group at the prospect of not being harmed and feeling safe. Lancer was DONE. Danny had a A LOT OF EXPLAINING TO DO.
"Do I smell le café?" sung a familiarly perverted voice. Everyone cringed or in Romance's case shivered.
"Someone please shoot me... " He groaned, only for Sam to sorrowfully pat his head.
"Lust!" squealed Joy as the infatuation swept him off his feet.
"Mon petit lapin doux!" For the first time in a minute, the playful happiness was bright again. Faith was a babbling and energetic mess as his daddy kissed him and twirled him around. "Oh! Bonjour everyone. Thought I was gone oui?"
"WHY IS HE HERE?! " Whined Romance. Knowledge went over and hugged his fellow district ruler.
"Sorry old chap, but it's tea time. " The intellect replied. It was this moment that Lust chose to spread his LOVE to Knowledge. Kissing him fully on the lips and groping his arse. The librarian's cheeks were the deepest shade of red to ever exist.
" Bonjour ma petite poupée!" The perv chimed then skipped off to 'play' with Joy.
"If it's any consolation..." Knowledge ground out. "He usually ends up annoying me and I kick his arse back to his domain. "
"That pleases me..."
Knowledge was a kindly host and served everyone in a formal yet fast fashion. While the class chilled and regained their energy from the previous attack, the five emotions held a mini-vacation conference on the upper deck.
"What are we gonna do about Para?" quizzed Mischief as he sat down with a cup of tea. The other emotions held solemn looks but thought it over. Joy bounced Faith on his leg and dug deep in his feels for an answer.
"None of us are strong enough to take them on, individually." mused Lust. "Perhaps la fusion?"
"I hate to even agree with you." muttered Romance as he rested his head in his arms. "But fusione is all we got... " Lust smirked but Romance shot him down with the next part. "Fusing with Courage, called it." Mischief nodded while Knowledge wrote on his notepad:
Possible Fusions
DF + DP = ULTIMATE
Courage + Romance = Protection
Lust + Romance = Desire
Joy + Lust = Ecstasy
Joy + Knowledge = Confidence
Knowledge + Memory = Wisdom
Mischief + Creativity = Passion
The emotions continued this conversation with gusto and renewed vigor as they plotted against the EFT.
On the other end of things, the class was phenomenally gathering their bearings. Today has been nothing short of chaotic, to say mess would've been a major understatement. Danny's emotions were astonishing and horrifying, each had amazing qualities but had the powers of a god. Or a certain local superhero, some didn't even touch the thought, some mused it over but dismissed it while Valerie... Border lined guilt and anger. She had been lied to yet did half the lying plus she once had feelings for the guy. How could she be so blind!? The answers were practically in her face the whole FRICKIN time. Why didn't Danny just tell her and put her through all this mess?!
"It's not like I gave him a chance... " She grimly muttered and stirred her tea.
Meanwhile on Sam and Tucker's end, things were better but slightly more worrisome. Tucker was bored without Faith crawling all over his face and unfortunately Danny's brain didn't have Wi-Fi for his iPad2. Sam looked to the balcony where the high ranking emoticons were having a meeting. She wondered what it was about but thought better of it and drunk her frappe.
"Wonder what those guys are talking about." Tucker quizzed. "To be honest, I miss Faith crawling on me. It was funny. "
"Probably how to get past those psychopaths and get us home. " The goth replied. "I mean granted, I knew Danny was under pressure but~~ If only I hadn't pushed him into messing with that stupid portal... "
Sam thought over that TIME —That horrid future where everything was destroyed and the cause... HIM. Danny promised to never to become that horrible future and the battle within his head said it all.
After a series of satisfying snacks and Lust giving some entertainment — trying to molest Knowledge and getting stomped on by the infuriated emotion.
"YOU BLOODY PERVERTED GODFORSAKEN GIT! WHY THE BLOODY HELL DO I PUT UP WITH YOU~~~!" Romance covered his mouth and restrained him while Joy covered Faith's ears. The class left, things were looking a little brighter than before, the HOPE was strong. Only con... Lust joined them. Romance groaned but sufficed a small smile, the sin might have been annoying but his whole design was to care and make pleasure... He loved him.
As everyone traveled on, they realized the city wasn't as blank as they thought. Emotoclones started to appear from thin air and travel around, some glanced their way while the majority just ignored them. Each held the physique of Danny or Dani– the 'secret daughter'– but had qualities about them that signified them as their own entity. A choice one acted upon the class though— he latched onto Sam and wouldn't let go! He then had a young girl who resembled a certain half cousin take her place. He had black hair with a silver steak but pink eyes—the left one had a tear under it and wore an all black body suit with white stripes on the sleeves.
"Uhh? Can I help you?" She tensed as he wrapped his arms around her and laid his head on her chest as they sunk into the sidewalk.
Romance finally sensed something was wrong and looked to his side... SAM WAS MISSING ONLY TO BE REPLACED WITH A YOUNG DANI! She was a little on the pudgy side but otherwise she was adorable. Her outfit consisted of a pink mid-drift shirt with long green and white sleeves plus white Daisy Dukes and pink go-go boots with a white hat. Her cheeks had been blushed with green and pink while her eyes glowed a soft lime green.
"Hi, uncky Roma!" She giggled.
"WHAT THE CRAPPOLA?!" Romance's yell caught the group's attention as he stared in horror at the girl holding his hand. Where in the funny love was Sam?! Joy, Lust and Mischief stifled a laugh as the color drained from Romance's face.
"SAMANTHA!" He cried into the skies. "WHERE ARE YOU MY SWEET GOTHIC PRINCESS?! " Paulina then dove for the upset emotion only for him to move and let her fall gracelessly on her face, Mischief laughed his ass off. Meanwhile...
"Um... " Joy started. "Gluttony, why are you here and where'd Sam go?"
"Gluttony?" Dash quizzed. "Like a bad craving for sugar and stuff? " Everyone gave him a look that read WTF.
"What?! I can have a geek thought! "
"Antywhores." chimed the indulging sweet tooth. "I'm Indulgence but call me, Gluttony. I'm the emoji of Danny's wants and temps like his SEVERE sweet tooth. And to answer your question, uncky J payment is required. " The elder emotions sighed and searched themselves. Lancer then came to their aid.
"What does she want exactly? " He whispered to Joy.
"The little gluttonous imp." He muttered. "By the time we figure out what she wants, Sam will be stuck forevs." The quirky teacher looked at the prancing girl and smiled... He pulled out a Twix, Gluttony's eyes lit like stars at the candy and she pounced for it but...
"Hold it, small fry! " ordered Lust as he yoked her back by her shirt. "Tell us where mademoiselle Samantha is or I'll let your baby cousin eat that in front of you."
"VILLAIN!" She whined. "That's a Fate worse than Death for me! He took her to Uncle Memories place."
"He who? " Tucker asked adding to the poor emotion's torment.
"Possessiveness!"
"Which theatre, shrimp boat? " Mischief sung out as he peeled back the wrapping. Gluttony maybe one of Possessive's hench girls but, damn that Twix was calling her name. The silky smooth chocolate, the sticky yet tangy caramel, that beautiful Italian wafer cookie that held the secrets of true crispiness... TO HELL WITH THE SCHEME!
"THE PLACE ON CONTENT STREET ACROSS FROM THE PHOTOSHOP!" Mischief tossed her the candy and the class left as she flew away.
Mischief lead the way dancing up and down the street soon they reached... A movie theater. It held the palace banners on the walls but was reminiscent of a 1920s theater. The thing that caught everyone's eyes was the movies that were set to play. Danny's memories tricked out into big screen productions, the themes varying but one thing was for certain... Daniel James Fenton was a pure enigma. The titles of some of the movies: " Million Dollar Spectre", "Flipped Reality", "Changing Fate", "Power Storm".
"Welcome to the Phantom Theater." Mischief chimed. "One of Memories' many mansions. Since he is prince of the Mind District."
"Dude, you mean like~ he lives here?" Asked Kwan, Mischief nodded. Joy took Faith from Tucker and looked over the refreshed party
"Trust us, mon amis..." sighed Lust. "It is quite bigger on the inside. " Everyone then went in.
Everyone filed in and took in the sights. The place was a beautiful cool grey— marble, dual staircases on opposite ends led to a single balcony with two openings. More posters of Danny's memories were on display as if they feature films. Everyone looked them over only to notice something weird... Why was Danny PHANTOM in half as these as the star?!
"Come on guys. " Joy floated over to a door and opened it, everyone filed and... Gasped. The room was filled from floor to ceiling with old school film cartridges. Some white, some black, a majority grey. Upon a giant ladder with a series of film canisters around him floating was another Danny. He was white haired this time with silver highlights, his eyes a bright neon blue. His outfit was that of a movie attendant's– a red visor hat and loose polo tee and black pants with converse.
"Bonjour, Mémoire oncle!" Lust beamed. This caught the elder emotion's attention and he floated down.
"Hallo, Lust." The elder emotion greeted, hugging the other emotoclones in turn. "What brings you all here? "
"A kidnapping. " muttered an irritable Romance. This caused Memory to chuckle a bit.
"I knew that knucklehead didn't 'just' find her... Come on. "
Memory led them back to the giant screening room, where they found Sam being creepily cuddled to death by another Danny. The movie playing was a sweet little film about Sam and Danny in preschool.
"Everyone this is Possessive– the part of Danny that stakes claims and never let's go." Joy whispered. Everyone glanced at the sight with a sense of confusion and creeped out. Sam looked purely irritated as the entity snuggled her coldly and a single word escaped his lips.
"Mine."
"Possessive, she's not yours." Countered Mischief. "She belongs in the human realm." The creepy emotoclone looked up and replied.
"Soft."
"We get it she's awesome and I should know but please give her back." Romance tried. "I'm in pain without her by my side, LITERALLY." Possessive looked to the ceiling thoughtfully and then... He finally released Sam.
"Not safe..." He said before floating over to the darkest part of the theater. "Goodbye, sweet Sam. "
"Wait up, Boss! " At this Gluttony and her twin jumped after the shady spectre. The twin wore the same setup as her counterpart only green, the young girl hugged Sam before leaving.
"I can never get enough of Sam's hugs."
"Let's go, Greed!" The entity then followed her sister and boss into the shadows. Memory chuckled fondly.
"Indulgence and Avarice..."
After that, Lancer counted up his students then everyone went to leave but... The doors were locked. Everyone turned only to see Memory's eyes glowing red plus purple and a smirk on his face. Joy groaned.
"Not you too, Unk."
"Just one short film. "urged Memory. "That's all I ask." The four escorts then sighed but noticed for the class to have a seat. Everyone did as instructed, sitting next to homies and getting ready to talk but a stern eye from Lancer told them to do otherwise. Memory then teleported to Lancer's side with a smirk.
"Movie's your pick, por favore. This set I chose at random." In the air around Memory floated three film discs: grey, white, and, black. Lancer was hesitant, this was basically an invasion of Daniel's privacy— granted they had overstayed their welcome already— but the 'Prince' himself was allowing Lancer to pick the film. He glanced around weighing his options: it was rude and risky to deny a royal's request but what if he somehow hurt his student? Memory chuckled at the man.
"It's okay, dude. You're not going to hurt him. What happens in my realm, stays in my realm." Lancer sighed then... He chose the black film. Memory visibly deflated at this then disappeared in a flurry of film strips. He reappeared in his projection station and the film started to roll.
