"COME HERE BOY SO I MAY RIP YOUR SKIN FROM YOUR BONES!" I hear as I dodge yet another attempted grab from Skulker. You see, prison in the ghost zone isn't all that bad when you know everyone…
"NO HE'S MINE!" Spectra yelled as she attempted to claw at me with her knife like fingers.
For example, you get free food! I thought as a perfectly stable lunch tray filled with ectoplasmic food was thrown towards my head, which I caught perfectly. Looking down I begin to hastily eat my food.
"BLASTED WITCH! HE'S. MY. PELT!" Skulker says as he takes hold of Spectra's ghastly form, and throws it towards the direction I am in.
Did you know they also take away your garbage?
Soon enough Spectra skidded across the table hitting my now empty tray of food into the garbage, with her along the ride.
Getting up I quickly bend backwards to avoid a box coming my way. "I AM THE BOX GHO-" I hear as Technus hurls sparks at him, only for the same box aiming for me to collide with his glasses wearing face.
"Oooo..." I smile only to turn displease as the police on duty came to round us up.
One guard thought it to be funny if he were to shock me with his little baton stick. "Buzzkills…"
We were taken back to our cells where I share the same cell as the last person I wanted to the most...is it Vlad? Perhaps the self-proclaimed greatest huntsman? No, even worse…
"I AM THE BOX GHOST!" I shove my head into the rough pillow of my side of the room as I hear the Box Ghost once again proclaim his title. "I PROMISE WHEN I GET OUT OF HERE, I WILL RULE THE HUMAN WORLD WITH THE POWER OF ALL THINGS CUBED!"
You know everything was fine and calm in this prison, before the Box Ghost came, at least in my cell…
"GHOST BOY, DO YOU WANT TO HEAR ANOTHER TALE ABOUT HOW I CONQUERED THE LUNCH LADY!"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed into the pillow, trying to dig my face and ears a grave within it, as the Box Ghost once again, for the 55th time in the same week, preached about his CONQUEST OF THE LUNCH LADY! I DON'T WANT TO FUCKING HEAR IT AGAIN!
It was several hours later...several fucking hours later that it stopped...the story finally stopped...just as I was about to succumb to exhaustion from the yelling I've done, I feel someone tap me on my shoulder.
I turn my head from the inside of my pillow coffin, and see the Box Ghost with the worst rape face ever.
"And then she moaned my name…"
"AHHHHHHHHHH!"
So yeah...that's prison, not the worstest experience in the world, but in other news...who the hell decides to fuck the Box Ghost of all people?!
I can still remember the day he entered the Ghost Zone once again, it was an enormous site. Ghostly news reporters and their camera crews filmed and interviewed him all the way up until my incarceration. There was a side of people who nearly worshipped him, and another which wanted to condemn him...
I kept seeing signs of "Release our Hero, He has repented enough!" to "HE IS THE PHANTOM, HE MUST DIE!"
Honestly I don't know how to feel about this entire situation...after finding out the revelation that the Ghost Boy...Teen...Danny Phantom was actually THE Phantom, I didn't know...how to act anymore…
Parts of the fight within the laboratory of Plasmius would flash in my eyes...I remember being grabbed by that smug asshole, and I saw...the concern in his eyes...he was different…
…
H-he...saved me… I should be pissed, my fiery hair should be enraged! Normally by the thought of someone saving puts me in a bad mood...but why now is it different?
Skulker told me about him before...how a mere child defeated him easily and single-handedly...he'd never stop talking about him and it annoyed me to no end...but now...why is he different from all the other people she's met before...
I remember him...trying to shield us from Plasmius's barrage...and I remember giving my and the rest of the captured ghosts energy to support his barrier...He was cold...but a good kind of cold…
I've never been cold before...my heart begins to race as I look towards the army of police officers escorting Phantom into Walker's prison...he's different...ever since that encounter I-I-I feel...differ-
Suddenly a hand shot out and grabbed my shoulder surprising the crap out of me. "WHO THE HE-" I turn around only to see my best friend KItty looking on with a concern expression.
"Hey Em, you okay?" I look at her quizzically not knowing why she decided to ask that question.
"I'm fine, why?" Kitty turns her head in a confused angle.
"Then why are you blushing?"
My Eyes widen while I quickly throw myself into Kitty's purse as I look for a makeup mirror, not caring for Kitty's "Hey!" in the process. Finding the object, I quickly open it up to see indeed a very huge blush has settled upon my ghostly visage.
"You want to tell me something Em?"
I couldn't form coherent words as my brain just imagined one silver haired hero
"Oh shit..."
AND Chapter 19 done, pretty much filler if I do say so myself. I think I have an idea on where this story is going, but meh who knows...maybe I have something evil in plan hahahah!