Tick...Tock...Tick...Tok
The clocks inside the huge tower all ticked in unison as the blue cowled ghost continues to watch in interest at the scene before him.
Danny Fenton, or in this case, Phantom, was being beaten to nearly an inch of his life and has yet to do anything about it. Clockwork expected to see him get angry or protect himself, maybe even try to reason with the blond biker, but no...he took all the pain without even blinking.
However that wasn't the only thing he was looking at, the fiery haired ghost named...Ember? He believed it was, was currently tight lipped and seemed to be displeased with the current events happening around her...or happening to a specific silver haired hero?
"...but in every timeline...it was Manson…" The age changing ghost said as he morphed into a child. "Why is this timeline different?"
Clockwork began looking in the future, trying to see the future paths of the young phantom only to be shut out of the future and being impacted with a huge blast of ectoplasmic feedback. "ARGH!" Clockwork yelled in pain as he was thrown back to the wall, only to see the portal filled with the vastness of nothingness. "...Impossible…"
Danny's future was not set in stone...this Danny was certainly an interesting entity…
Clockwork looked towards his tabletop to see a familiar thermostat which had a huge punch mark indented from the inside out. "He isn't like you…" Turning his head toward his head back to the portal where he reverted it back to the scene from before, only this time seeing Ember whimpering come back.
"He might be greater…"
However his musings were broken when a huge ding from the Clockwork tower signaling the emergence of someone at the door. With a wave of his staff, the gigantic doors of his tower opened and in came the people he least wanted to see right now…the Council
Morphing into his adult form, he looked to the single ocular ball of the council ghost in the middle of the three. "...So, it's time for the trial of Danny Fenton?" He only got a nod in confirmation from all three of the eyes, which made him turn back to the screen.
"Then let us go fetch us a Phantom…"
It has been a whole week since the end of the regime, and honestly...I'm stumped.
What I mean is that when I came back home, everything seemed to be way better than the way I left it a couple months back. It seems that Phantom...or the dark me?...whatever, made me a social bug in school. And I gotta say...I do not like it. Not. One. Bit.
Paulina and Star flaunted their chests at me today, trying to "entice me for a night of passion that could lead to a very intimate relationship". Now Danny Jr. was very pleased with this revelation, trying to drag me towards them as they leaned forward, but with all my willpower, I managed to walk away albeit very red faced.
I was also apparently a receiver for the Casper High Football team, which I very much plan to get out of, I swear if I get my ass slapped by one more of the jocks while saying "Good game" I'm going to ectoblast the living shit out of them!
Also I apparently have new friends? The Goth girl...what was her name...Sa..Sala...Salami, wait no that's a food...SAM! That was her name! And her nerdy tech friend Tucker always seem to follow me around drawing attention...I seriously hate the 10 year old in me, my life was so simple before the accident…
Speaking of the accident...my home, how can I say it? On the outside you'd see a very normal building, so with that observation you'd expect a very normal house with couches and stairs...NOPE, apparently when you go demonic on the town, your parents double their efforts on trying to kill you, which means "Hey let's remove all the furniture and put in all the stuff we're working on up stairs in the living room!" At Least my room wasn't touched...mostly
My mom, because of a post on the ghostly blog for Amity Park said that black colored clothing increases the chance of ghost attack, decided it'd be fine to throw away ALL of my clothing besides the one I came home with. I never cursed up a storm in my room louder than that day, and the worst part of it?
I APPARENTLY AGREED TO IT...FUCK ME!
But my parents? They seem happier...as if my absence or- my temporary change of mind, helped them...but it was weird, why would 10 year old me do that? He was about to be given up for adoption, I honestly thought he would've killed them without a second thought...but he didn't...maybe it's because he still has the same feelings and thoughts as I do…
Changing this somber subject, I decided to take the changes in stride, only the household ones though, because I don't like anyone at my school. However Sam and Tucker seemed to be a very new welcomed addition to my social life, I can do away all the popularity stuff.
Luckily the town has been silent, sure a couple of ghosts here and there, but everything has just dropped to nearly one-fourth of what it was when I was around...and that's pretty boring...Yup, Danny Fenton is now bored out of his mind as he listens to music while laying on the grass during lunch time...sighhhhh
Can life get better than this?
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Suddenly my eyes shoot open as a familiar feeling washes over me and a blue wisp escapes my lips. "AWWW ME AND MY STUPID THOUGHTS!" I yell as Tucker and Sam look at me weird.
"You okay dude?" Tucker asks, following with movement of his eyebrows suggestively. "Thinking of Paulina and Star?"
"Shove it Tucker!" The Goth sitting right next to him says as she looks to me in concern. "You okay Danny?"
I can feel the sweat form on my forehead, the ghost was getting closer...I need to get out of here. "I...uh...needa pee!" I say quickly as I gather my stuff and run to the nearest restroom.
"Well that was weird…" Tucker says as he looks at my retreating form.
"Yeah…" Sam says as she continues to eat her grass on a plate.
Busting through the restroom door, I head into a stall only to see an occupant stare right back at me…
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"Uh...hi?"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" The girl shrieked as she closed her legs and began screaming pervert over and over again. This of course caused me to run out of the restroom to see the jocks applauding me for my bravery.
"Yo Fenton that was awesome! High five man!" a very bulky and tall Asian man said as he raised up his hand.
"Sorry Kwan gotta use the restroom!" I said as I quickly ran into the restroom and headed into the far corner stall.
Whew…'Okay enough distractions!'
"I'M GOING GHOST!" I exclaimed, however more silently then I usually do, can't make anyone hear me say my catchphrase. Soon silver fire ignited my body, only to burn away to reveal my new suit, the same one as when I fought Vlad. Quickly turning intangible, I shiver in disgust as I see all the ligaments and lungs pump as I breathe in and out. 'I'm never going to get over the fact how gross this looks!' I then turn fully invisible and fly through the roof and look around to find…
"Nothing?" I voiced my concern as I turn around, only to be hit in the back with a strong ectoblast.
"Ngh...my head" I said cradling it, as I look up to see the ghost who decided to pick a fight with me, only to see the last person I'd think of.
"CLOCKWORK?!"
He only smirked as he shot out another ectoblast. I dodged and got up and was ready to fly at top speed to hit him, only for a loud clink noise to resonate behind me as I feel something bind my hands behind me.
"What's going o-"
"By the Ghost Council's decision, Danny Phantom, You're here by put under arrest, until the day of your trial, where as the Council will decide your fate."
I look behind me to see a Porcelain White Ghost, in a white suit and black fedora. "Who are you?"
"The name is Walker...but you can call me your worst nightmare punk."
CHAPTER 18 is completed. Boof How should i feel about writing this chapter? I had some fun here Lmao I ain't gonna lie. Anyways Next chapter will be about Danny's time in prison and his trial. DAMN Danny just can't catch a break, ANYWAYS onto the Comments!
REVIEWS:
Et-reader97: I can't tell whether or not this is negative Lmao. Are you knocked because it leaves you guessing? Or Knocked because it's confusing? Anyways thanks for the holding onto the ride!
Winter Arctica: Thanks for the gracious comment! Yeah Danny just had to take it because of his guilt, but Johnny I had to make it somewhat realistic. Originally it was just planned they were suspicious, but I think I liked how Johnny went ballistic on Danny.
Devilzxknight86: LMAO She probably will...or will she?