Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom

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Author's Note: This story is very different from my other one (It's Complicated). It is a lot more serious, and more importantly, this one has a plot. Haha.

That being said, this chapter is important, but it can seem boring. But the next one won't be boring. Well, hopefully you won't think it is. :D

Crazy's Not A Label

Prologue

August 2080

In all the years that they could remember, never once had she had a visitor. Normally, the nurses would all collaborate and search through the patient's file - desperate to find any last living relatives for that final outreach to satiate the patient's hunger for human contact before it was too late, just so they could feed on that memory up until their last living day.

But in her file, there was nothing. No one living, at least - just one passed grandmother and a pair of late parents. They couldn't ask her either, due to her dementia she forgot positively everything, well, almost.

There was one thing she never forgot. As it was, she was a living relic, the last remains fo her doomed world. Miraculously, she had outlived all the nurses, the doctors, and the patients who had been around for her arrival. Given, there hadn't been many, since it had been a small hospital before it was bought out, but it still rang a little strange. It was as if her whole world had melted away in the dead of night, and the next day she stood a lone survivor. Perhaps she was to lead them out of troubled times, and accidentally, they fell behind...or perhaps they all left her behind, in search of a better place. Maybe she just wouldn't move.

And still, "The story, read me the story." Night after night she would insist, smiling patiently as she demanded the same story be read to her, although she couldn't tell her own. "The story."

And night after night, each tired nurse would tuck in the nearly 80-year-old woman, open the well-worn book (perhaps another relic) and begin with the familiar words...

"All children, except one, grow up..."

Yay! You made it through. Review, tell me what you think. Don't be brutal on my poor little heart.

Second Disclaimer: I don't own the last quote in this chapter. That is from an actual book, but I won't say which one. I'd like to see if you can figure it out. It's not that hard, I promise.