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Chapter 2: New Neighborhood

As soon as he was sure that the monsters were long gone, chasing some distant gunshots, Danny Fenton quickly got up and looked around, quickly noticing he was in the backyard of a house in a small neighborhood. The exterior of the house was painted white, with a red-colored roof, a chimney running up the right side of the house, and a satellite dish and garage on the left. In the back yard were a garden, more bushes, a swing, and a small treehouse.

"Hello? Anybody?" Danny called out but received no reply.

As he assessed the situation carefully he was sorta hoping there was nobody here, not really knowing how someone would react to a stranger bleeding in there backyard. He considered going back over the fence but quickly changed his mind, not knowing what was back there waiting for him. As he looked around he noticed two kids' lunch boxes sitting at the base of the tree. He winced as his stomach growled out, not knowing how long it had been since he had eaten.

Looked up to the treehouse but saw there was no ladder, not that he could get up there anyway with his leg hurting the way it was.

"Hello? I thought I saw two people in the forest, are you up there? I'm not one of them." He called up but shrugged when no one answered guessing it was empty. He looked to the back door and decided that he should just check inside the house, and hopefully find some food and bandages, before wandering out into the unfamiliar neighborhood. He walked over and knocked loudly on the backdoor, only for it to creak open slightly.

"Hello? Anybody home? I need a little help." He called inside but there was no answer.

Danny opened the door fully and carefully stepped inside, hoping that is there was someone here that they would shoot him. As he entered the house he closed the door behind him and grabbed his leg in pain. He set his rucksack down and slung the katana over his shoulder as he looked around the room. It was then that Danny noticed that the furniture in the living room was knocked over and there were bloodstains on the floor and wall of the kitchen.

"Fucking hell," Danny muttered in shock when he saw the puddle of blood in the kitchen.

As he walked further into the silent house and into the wrecked living room, he almost threw up again when he saw the body of a young child with bright blonde hair covered in blood and green goo. She couldn't have been older than ten years old. Knowing now that there was no one alive in the house, Danny limped back towards the kitchen to see what he could take. He opened all the cabinets by anything worthwhile was already gone.

He drank some water and notice a flyer from some kind of duck festival in Bikini Bottom along with an address for a hotel.

He remembered that Bikini Bottom was a beach town that survives due to tourism. Danny opened the drawer nearest to the fridge and saw a small walkie-talkie. He smiled fondly as he remembered when he and his friends used to play with similar radios. The answering machine suddenly beeped until he turned it on.

-THREE NEW MESSAGES.-

-MESSAGE ONE.-

-LEFT AT 2:10 PM.-

"Hey, Vicky; we're sorry still in Bikini. The Carmichaels had a little 'incident' with some crazy kids at the beach, so we had to get them to the ER and have it checked out. Anyway, they're still not feeling well enough to drive back tonight, so we're staying an extra day. Thanks so much for looking after Timmy and his friends for us, and I promise we'll be back soon and will pay you extra for your troubles!" The woman chuckled as the message ended.

-MESSAGE TWO.-

-LEFT AT 8:46 PM.-

"Oh, my god, finally!" A panicked man cried in relief. "I don't know if you tried to reach us; all the calls are getting dropped and I have no idea where the Turners have gone too. The authorities are not letting us leave and aren't telling us anything about Dimsdale. Please, please, just leave the city and take Jimmy and the others with you. I've got to get back to the hospital. Please just let me know that you're all safe." The man pleaded as the message ended.

-MESSAGE THREE.-

-LEFT AT 3:28 AM.-

"Jimmy?" A different woman whimpered in a tearful voice. "Oh my baby, if you can hear this, call the police. That's 9-1-1. We love you...we love you...we love y-"

The machine gave one last beep after the last message and Danny felt like crying for the people on the machine. All of a sudden the walkie-talkie he had taken activated with a loud beep, startling Danny right out of his skin.

"Dad?" A young boy's voice asked from the radio. Danny took out the walkie-talkie and walked over to the glass door to see if there was anyone out there, but it was still empty.

"Hello?" He said into the radio.

"You need to be quiet." Another boy said sternly.

"Who is this?" Danny asked as he walked into the living room.

"I'm Timmy, the other guy is Jimmy, this is my house." The first boy replied.

"Hi, Timmy and Jimmy, my names Danny." He smiled. "Are you okay?"

"We're okay, they tried to get us," Jimmy said.

"But we're hiding until our parents come home," Timmy added.

"Where are your parents?"

"They took a trip and left us with Vicky," Timmy said like he had a bad taste in his throat.

"I believe that they're in Bikini Bottom for the Duck Day Parade," Jimmy said with a hint of annoyance as well.

"How old are you two?"

"I'm ten and he's eleven." Timmy quickly said.

"And you're all alone right now?" Danny asked in disbelief and fear.

"Yes, we don't know where anybody is, we have seen Vicky or Chloe in a while; how old are you?" Jimmy asked.

"I'm sixteen," Danny replied as he entered the kitchen, avoiding the puddle of blood, and stood over by the window looking into the backyard. "Are you two safe?"

"Yes, it seems that those luminescent creatures have passed us several times without incident."

"We're outside in my treehouse cause the people can't get in, they can't climb up," Timmy said as the door to the treehouse opened a little bit to reveal two small figures huddled inside. "Can you see us? I can see you through the window." He said as he waved at Danny. Danny smiled and waved back. Both younger boys suddenly screamed and jumped back into the treehouse and closed the door. Danny turned around and see the girl he had found on the ground standing behind him.

She looked to be in the exact same condition the driver had been in, worse even.

She growled and tried to attack him, but he pushed her to the kitchen ground. As he tried to run away, he slipped on the puddle of blood and hit his head on the counter. His vision was blurred, but he could vaguely see the little girl crawling toward him and he kicked her away. Danny got up and tried to run, but she grabbed his leg and tripped him up. He punched her away as she lunged at him again. Just then, Danny heard the backdoor burst open and one of the lunchboxes from outside was thrown and hit the girl in the head, knocking her back a bit.

Danny pushed her away and crawled further backward.

Once Danny reached the boys, he ripped the glowing green sword from the scabbard and ran the girl through the chest with it. He held her there until she stopped moving and dissolved into a green puddle. As the adrenaline faded, Danny leaned against his sword as he tried to catch his breath. Once he gathered his bearings, he turned to the boys with a nervous smile.

"Hi there." He said breathlessly as he finally got a good look at the two kids.

Jimmy had a disproportionately large forehead, blue eyes, and brown hair in a swirly cowlick. Jimmy was wearing a red T-shirt that sported a symbol of a yellow atom. Timmy was wearing a pink hat that matched his shirt and had dark blue pants and shoes. His hair was colored brown and was a similar style to his own. He had astral blue colored eyes and huge buck teeth.

"Did you kill it?" Timmy asked as the took a step backward to avoid the goo oozing across the floor.

"I think something else did," Danny replied uncertainly.

"We heard her and Vicky screaming two nights ago; perhaps one of the creatures got them?"

"Two nights ago?" He asked in shock as he knelt to be at their eye-level. "You've been all by yourself through this?"

"Yeah, I never thought I'd say this but I want my parents to come home now." Timmy whimpered.

"I think that might be a little while," Danny said, thinking back to the messages. They both looked down sadly and Danny moved closer. "Look, I don't know what happened, but I'll look after you until this is all over." He gave them a reassuring smile and they nodded.

"What should we do now, Danny?" Jimmy asked.

"We need to find help before it gets dark."

"Yeah, it's not safe at night." Timmy nodded.

"Ok, we should look around to see if there's anything we can take with us before we leave, do you know if there's anyone upstairs?" He asked, but they both shook their heads. "Alright, you boys get back into the treehouse where it's safe and I'll see what I can find upstairs."

"Wait! Don't leave us!" Timmy cried.

"What Turner means is how do we know you're not gonna take what you can and leave us here?" Jimmy asked with a small glare. Danny thought about it for a moment before handing the boys his rucksack.

"Everything I own is in this bag, you hold onto it until I get back, I take this radio as well and check-in after every room I check, ok?" He offered with a smile. The boys thought about it for a moment before taking the rucksack and heading towards the treehouse. Danny sighed in relief as he stood back up and pocketed the radio again.

He grabbed his sword and headed up the stairs...


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