Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom.
When he came to, Danny felt... Grief radiating from the room. It seemed to stick to the concrete walls as if it were Mighty Putty, and just radiate sadness. It was almost like those cheesy sci-fi shows where people could read emotions. But the pain Danny was having made him forget all about the emotions. His lower right side throbbed, and when he reached to massage it with his hands, a large syringe stood in its way.
The syringe was almost a typical looking syringe. It was transparent with the funny lines that measure the amount of liquid you needed to have given or taken. However, this syringe had a strange red glow about it that pulsed at a rhythmic beat as if it was a light show. It had that slightly creepy vibe to it.
Danny felt one of those 'oh crap' moments coming on as he realizes there was no doctor to take it out today. He was finally realized Tucker's fear of all things needles.
Nausea crept up into his stomach. This was not one of the things he wanted to have to do… EVER, but… in the rational part of his mind he knew it had to come out. He exhaled slowly, shaking as he went for the barrel of the medical equipment. The half held his breath for a moment before slightly tugging on the clear cylinder. As he pulled, the taunt skin around it moved with the needle, like a toddler clutching their parent's leg as they walk away. Danny gagged at the sight.
Come on Fenton, He scolded silently, it's just a little needle.
The young hybrid nodded to himself. He closed his tired cerulean eyes in anticipation, his shaking hand going to the syringe again. His fingers curled around the cylinder, and in turn slightly shook the barrel that wiggled the needle inside of him .
A startled and pained gasp erupted from Danny's diaphragm as he felt his insides protest at the needle probing at his guts. And the anger flooded in. He grasped the barrel again, and without thinking twice yanked the device from his body.
He really shouldn't have done that.
Samantha Manson is a very interesting person. She is a fifteen year old teenager that attends Casper High in Amity Park. Samantha is an independent teenager with her own identity, and proud of it. She is very intelligent, clever, athletic, beautiful, and she was a seasoned ghost hunter assistant.
Was.
Not is.
After all, there were no ghosts in Amity Park before that day when Skulker barged into Mr. Lancer's classroom.
Tucker Foley is a very interesting person. He is a fifteen year old African American teenager that attends Casper High in Amity Park. Tucker is an esteemed carnivore, and proud of it. He is very technology educated, funny, unathletic, handsome, and he was a ghost superhero's sidekick.
Was.
Not is.
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This may be a problem.
Short, I know... I have been having MAJOR writers block... But I'm starting to write longer again, so I won't send out the next chapter until it is at least 2000 words! :P
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kirby