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Chapter 15
Laughter echoed through the trees. Small children played tag and swung on old, yet functioning swing-sets. Slides had waiting lines and joyful screams danced around the park. Benches packed full of talking parents, who had mastered the art of talking and watching their child at the same time.
A boy, who looked to be sixteen, was a little while away, and could hear the cheerful voices drifting from their position to his. However, there was something...different...about this boy, and the fact that he was floating too had to count for something. The boy's silvery-white hair fell lazily in front of his face and his neon green eyes were closed, enjoying the finally free and relaxing day. He hadn't had a time like this in a while. It was...nice.
He was resting, or floating really, in the middle of a grove of trees with his back to the ground that was just out of sight of the people in the main part of the park, hidden by the foliage, and the soft blue sky above him. It was one of those days that was warm, yet not suffocating, and with only a few puffy white clouds drifting along. He could hear the creek that ran through the park too from where he was at, creating an ambient noise that mixed just right with the peaceful, yet happy setting.
Like he said, it was nice.
Then a crack of thunder sounded and rain broke from the heavens. Danny's eyes shot open and saw dark storm clouds above him, battering the Earth below with rain. The storm didn't take him by surprise, though, he knew there was going to be one later in the day. The cheerful conversations from the park had stopped, and the pounding of rain was drowning out the sound of the creek nearby. He must of been more asleep than he thought.
Despite the rain, which was now soaking through his jumpsuit, he didn't want to leave. There was no one there that he could hear, and his ghost sense hadn't gone off so he figured it would be alright. He could go over to his girlfriend's house later if he wanted and hang out there. It was no big deal.
Oh, how he was wrong.
Over the rain, he heard the sound of footsteps over to his left, near the main park. It was strange though, who would be here when it's raining? Maybe his girlfriend, but it was more than one set. Maybe his best friend had come too…
Just as he was about to see who it was, he heard a gun being cocked. He froze, eyes wide once again.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't the ghost boy." He knew that voice, recognized it all too well.
He let his feet slowly touch the ground again and turned to face the person who had spoken. There were two actually, a larger man in an orange HAZMAT suit, and a woman who had a much more slender figure than the man beside her, and had apparently been the one that had spoken. His eyes, however, were trained on the ectoguns they were both pointing straight at him. He gulped.
His eyes were wide, and fear flooded him. His silvery-white hair was now matted to his face and skin drenched to the bone. He knew trying to fly away would be useless, he was fast but not that fast, yet at least. Going invisible or intangible wouldn't work either, their devices could still track him. He would need to ask his friend to do something about that later.
"L-look. I don't want to fight you." He said, holding his hands up to show he meant no harm. They didn't relax, he swore he heard one of the guns being cocked.
"Sure you don't, but that doesn't matter. That's not why we're here." The woman said.
He was confused for a second then was suddenly tackled to the side by something wrapping around him, knocking the wind out of him as he hit the ground. He cursed himself for forgetting about the man in the orange jumpsuit, who was now smiling like a maniac. The woman had been distracting him, they had planned this.
He was captured.
Next thing he knew pain flared over his body, igniting his insides in a familiar, yet unwelcome, way. He heard laughter for them man and could practically feel the woman's devilish smirk as his eyes became unfocused, darkness beginning clouding his vision.
"We've got you now, ghost boy."
Then everything went black.
"-nny...Danny...Danny!"
Danny's eyes shot open, flickering from blue, to green, before settling back to their usual blue hue. He brought his gaze up and saw, Sam, Tucker, Valerie, and Dani staring at his, worry in their eyes.
Sam, being the closest, began to lift her hand, planning on resting it on his own, but decided against it.
Danny took a deep breath and let his eyes glance around him, only to see he was in his room, he would recognize the color scheme anywhere.
"Danny? Are you okay?" Dani asked. Danny looked at the little girl, who at the moment was in between Sam and Valerie. Danny swore he saw tears forming in her eyes.
Danny nodded slowly and swallowed, now noticing his throat was extremely dry. Tucker saw his friend's distress and handed the boy a glass of water from a table near him. Danny took it with care and though he wanted to drink it all at once knew it wouldn't be a good idea. HE took a few small sips before handing it back to Tucker.
"Better?" Tucker asked.
Danny gave a weak smile. "Yeah. Thanks."
Tucker smiled back. "No problem."
Sam reached out her hand again, putting it on his arm. Unconsciously, he leaned into his girlfriend's gentle and comforting touch.
Dani, seeing this, began to crawl over the bed to him and snuggled into his side, burying her head in his shoulder. The halfa couldn't help smiling at the little girl and wrapped his arm around her.
Danny blinked as he got a better hold over his body, then sat up abruptly, causing Dani to scurry back. "It's six forty-eight! We need to go to the feast!" He said, trying to throw the black, silk covers off of him. Sam put her hand on his shoulder. He stopped.
"Danny, stop. You need to relax for a little bit. Besides, after hearing what happened, Pandora postponed the feast till seven thirty. You don't need to worry." She said.
Danny stayed still for a second, then nodded and leaned back against the pillows behind him. Dani resumed her place.
"You did just have a panic attack, dude. Of course she's going to let you rest, anyone with common decency would." Tucker added.
"Besides, you might want to change too." Valerie added. Danny was confused at this then felt that his clothes were wet. "You kind of knocked over the water pitcher went we came in then just collapsed onto the bed. We thought it would be better if you rested first."
Danny couldn't help but let a small laugh through. "Fine, I'll relax. But I would like to change first, this tunic is getting really uncomfortable."
They laughed as well, Dani giggling into his shoulder.
"Whatever you say, dude. I vote Sam to help." Tucker said, smiling.
Sam blushed. "Why me? You're his friend and a guy." She countered.
Tucker smirked. "Yeah, but you've slept with him."
Danny and Sam blushed as Valerie laughed and Tucker stood with confidence at his answer. Dani paid no mind at the comment.
Sam, cheeks still red, snatched a spare pillow near her and threw it at the dark-skinned boy, hitting him square in the face. Valerie laughed a bit harder.
"Yeah, yeah, sure. Now leave so I can get dressed?" Danny said, trying to control the blush burning his face.
Valerie, having finally stopped laughing despite the wide smile on her face, nodded and held a hand out for Danielle. Dani kissed Danny's cheek and took Val's hand, allowing herself to be pulled from the bed. Tucker tossed the pillow back to Sam, who caught it (with her hands and not her face like someone) and left the room after Valerie and Dani.
"So…" Danny said, a mischievous look in his eyes.
Sam rolled her amethyst eyes. "Not today, ghost boy. You need to change."
"Well, what about kiss then?" He said, leaning closer.
Sam leaned in as well, the sexy smirk he loved playing on her lips. She stopped right before their lips made contact.
"Maybe after." She said and quickly pulled away. She stood and walked to the closet door on the other side of the room, smirking as she heard Danny groan behind her.
She loved playing that game.
Chapter. Is. Done! I know it's somewhat short, but a lot of important stuff is revealed in this chapter (if you didn't catch any of it, then re-read, trust me there is).
I think you all should know when I write, I will always try to include some form of issue that goes on. In this story, I am going to be brushing up on mental illness (as you can probably see already) and will go more in depth with with LGBT+ and different cultures. I am actually going to write (at least) two stories after this (there, unfortunately not going to be Danny Phantom, but instead are HTTYD fics) and are going to cover topics like this, all during a good story. If you want to hear the ideas, just let me know and I will tell you in the next chapter.
Anyways! Review and stuff! Let me know what you think! Ask questions! Anything! (I don't want to write a bibliography! Distract me!)
Well, till next time! PEACE OUT GIRL SCOUTS! (My math teacher says this at the end of class. It's embedded in my head.)
~Kitty ='u'=