Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom in any way shape or form. If I did? Oh, the things I could do….

This Chapter Contains the Following: Cursing and character insanity

A/N: Yes, chapter two….lol I never thought it would be so fun making Danny go insane!!! He's just so much fun to play with!

He was sitting in a chair, hand on chin and a sly smile graced his lips. The orb in front of him shifted from image to image, things from the past, the present, but that was wonderful part. There was no true future. Clearly, when it flicked to that what should be the future; the images were blurred and stretched, as if changing. Even sometimes it would black out all together.

The future was uncertain. With no one there to predict, to protect, it is something that may not even exist anymore. Though it was still there, for now at least. For now it would still be unpredictable, which is until he finally came. He'd rip them appear. Make them beg. Make sure the sanity was nothing but a dream.

The smell in the room was getting strong now, he didn't care to clean. It felt better with the stench and the lifelessness all around him. Surely, to him it felt like home. Comfort from the dead. He sighed, leaning back and closed his eyes. Just like home.

There was no one to stop him. No one to ever make the future clear again. Only, for now, the past and the present still stood. But the wonders about time were a mystery. The past would always be there, but the present would always change. It didn't matter, however. This only showed that he still had more power. He had control.

The monster's eyes flashed open as the orb flicked to the present time now, zooming in on the one that would destroy everything.

"Perfect, really. Even now you know, but cannot change a thing."

Chapter 2: Past Regards

"I tend to live in the past because most of my life is there."

It was a cloudy day in Amity Park, telling the citizens it would rain later, or maybe it was just to play with them. Strange things always happened here, nothing was never normal, even if they said it was. Everyone knew life here wasn't all what it was cracked up to be, but maybe that's why they all stayed? Because maybe they thought being normal was overrated, maybe they really did want an adventure or two in their lives, even if it meant risking your life? Yes, in Amity Park rarely did anyone new move there, and even if everything was a hell, no one ever moved out. It was home, even if it was a little strange. They seemed to like it that way.

The hero waited on the corner, waiting where they always waited, for his friends to come and greet him into another day. His eyes gazed at the sky and the big puffy clouds above him, mentally he groaned. Rain always told him it would be a bad day. Though, for the past few months everyday was a bad day. He finished off his morning drink, crushing the can with his hand and tossed it into his backpack for later disposal. His body shivered slightly as a gust of wind went passed him, making his head turn right and left. He didn't know if he was really looking for someone to appear or just looking to look, his paranoid brain made his thoughts jumble together.

"Danny!" The boy turned his head to see his two best and only friends coming towards him, a smile on their faces. He too put on a smile, happy to see them, yes, but it was still sort of forced. He didn't feel like smiling that morning.

"Hey, Tucker, Sa-" A pain pulsed threw his head before he could finish the greeting, his eyes widened as he saw a flash of the memories from his dreams. Tucker was scattered around, bits and pieces of him everywhere, no whole being was left. Sam was slipping away from him as she was torn apart, blood covered her as her own heart pumped, killing her without knowing so. His eyes clenched close, holding his head and moaned in pain. The images sent chills up his spin and he felt like crying.

The goth and the geek rushed over to Danny, holding him up and asking if he was alright. They were worried as friends should be. Though they didn't know of the nightmares that cursed the boy, they still knew something was wrong. "Danny, you ok man?" Tucker asked, patting the raven haired boy's back. Sam said nothing, just held him and waited for him to speak.

"Ya, I'm fine." Danny let go of his head, smiling softly at them. "Just a headache, nothing big though. Should go away soon." He shifted his back pack, moving it to his other shoulder. He quickly shook the two off, walking away, knowing the other two would follow. He'd hide everything from them so far, why not keep it up? Besides, if they did know they would worry like hell. If they found out, well, that may even be worse. Sam would even give him this long talk about how he should have told them because they were all friends. Danny had always found, for a goth girl, Sam was always very touchy when it came to shit like that.

Sam and Tuck, just as he thought, followed along beside him, not asking questions this time. He could feel they thought it was something they should intrude on.

It was raining by the time the trio had gotten to school, a light sprinkle that turned into a fast down fall. All were soaked when they entered class. The heavy droplets of water falling off around him. They took their seats quickly as the 'popular' group laughed at the drenched friends. Danny, of course, ignored them and rolled his eyes as he always did. After a year and more of that kind of treatment, you just got used to it, learned to live with it. It was only the idiots that did it, those who were so self conscious about themselves, they needed the people around them to feel worse about themselves then they did. It was only the facts of life.

The halfa sighed, turning his head to the window as he waited for class to begin. The rain outside was pouring down harder, hitting the window with soft pitter patters; one after the other. It was completely gray outside, the sun hidden behind thick clouds. It was trying to get threw, but there was no use. The puffy clouds were to big, to strong. Danny could see his reflection in the glass, his eyes the normal bore blue they were in school, his skin the healthy tone it should be. There was nothing wrong with him. Nothing at all. He was normal.

A book closed loudly at the front of the room, telling everyone to shut up and pay attention, but in a nicer way. Danny's head turned, glancing at Mr. Lancer once before turning back to his window. He would only be talking about the book reading everyone was meant to do for homework, something Danny had not done. With him in the mental state he was, there was no way he would care about what a white whale did to some pirate guy with one leg! He had better things to worry about...

The boy's eyes drooped slightly, snapping open immediately as soon as he knew what was happening. He was going to sleep. Not here. Why wasn't the freaking drink kicking in? It should be working by now! His eyes closed, showing the blacks of his eyes lids. No! No! He could fall asleep! There was no knowing what would happen if he went under now. There was just no way he-

"Please...no..." But it was to late. His eyes shut fully, his arm slide down to become a pillow for his head. He took in a sharp breath before his mind turned to mush and he fell deep into the black void of sleep. He couldn't wake up.

Danny shot up, gasping. He felt like a brick just made contact with his head; in the back of his eyes a shot of white went off, sending a wave of pain threw his skull. He groaned, rubbing the sides of his head as he stood up, slowly as to not get anymore pain.

'"What happened? Did I fall asleep? I'm awake now, right?" He opened his eyes, and to his surprise, there was no light to blind him like he would have expected. Normally the florescent lights at school ware really bright when you just wake up, but this time they weren't bright at all, and they weren't lights. In fact, they weren't lights at all. It was just dark and...dark. He wasn't even inside a building. He was outside, and the sky was dark. It wasn't like the rainy gray sky he had seen earlier either, the sky here was one shade of dark gray all across the sky and there was no clouds.

He stumbled, getting his footing. He groaned again as the motion now sent pain and nausea through his body. Danny looked down to see he wasn't Danny Fenton anymore, but Phantom. "When did...?" He looked at his gloves hand, feeling the sot white hair. He was a ghost now, but he couldn't remember when it happened. He was in school, right? As normal Danny Fenton? Not anymore, is seemed.

He looked around, wondering if where he had been, wasn't where he was anymore. And he was right. Danny wasn't in school anymore, though it was another place he knew of quit well, but he didn't want to be there at the moment. He'd grown to find that this place wasn't one he liked to visit anymore.

And it seemed the time wasn't the same either. This wasn't right at all, he should be wake. He wanted to wake up!

"No...NO!" His eyes brimmed with tears, the nausea hitting him harder now.

There before him was the sight of Nasty Burger that haunted him every since the incident happened a year ago. And it was from a year ago. His green eyes widened, it was something he never wanted to see before, ever.

"Danny!"

"Help us! You have to get us out of here!"

"The thing is going to explode!"

"HELP!"

Their desperate voices made his knees weak, he collapsed where he stood and stared at them. "They don't die. They don't die. Clockwork saves them, saves me." But even this couldn't reassure him. That feeling deep down in the pit of his stomach still felt empty, like he was sinking.

Yet, where was Clockwork? Where was he? And where was Dark Ph-

"Hello, Danny."

His head shot to the side, eyes going even wider at the site of his former-future self grinning at him, the deep red glow staring back at him like a demon from hell. He was floating in all the evil glory, floating closer and closer to him. Grinning. Grinning.

Danny fell back onto his butt, crawling backwards, trying to get away from the monster. "This isn't happening...it isn't happening! It's all a dream! Just a horrible nightmare and I'm going to wake up. Mom, Dad, Jazz, Sam, and Tucker...their all ok. When I wake up it'll be all OK again! He cried, shaking his head frantically. "Wake up!" He bashed his head, over and over. "Wake up! Wake up!" Tears were running down his face now, long never ending strands of sadness that shouldn't have been there in the first place.

"Oh, but you can't wake up." The Darker half was now right in front of the snow haired boy, standing over him with the menacing grin from ear to ear. "The fun is only beginning!"

Danny didn't have time to react before he was picked up off the ground, a tight grip at his throat, but not enough to cut off his breath. He gasped, hands going to his own neck. A choked sob fell from his lips. "S-stop!" He begged.

"But don't you want to see it? As your whole life is torn apart right before your very eyes? How your family and friends are killed, and you can't do anything about it? Now why?" Phantom leaned in, his lips almost touching Danny's ear. He didn't want to hear it, he didn't want it at all, because he knew, he knew what he was going to say. "Because it's all your fault."

The halfa frozen, breathing stopped and he couldn't move. An internal clock alarmed in his head, telling him he couldn't stop it. No one would save them, not this time or ever again. There was another cry for help, this one from Jazz, tears in her eyes, that's when it happened. The heat became to much, to glass cracked and metal bent.

It exploded.

He couldn't scream, he couldn't do anything, but watch. Dark Danny was laughing, he formed a shield around him and Danny, making it so the fire and ashes didn't hit them, but Danny could still see everything flying by. The bits of flesh and metal hitting the glowing green orb that just bounces off, blood splattering.

This time he couldn't save them, because it was him to killed them.

Him.

A monster.

"NOOOO!!!!" He screamed and cried, jumping upright. Danny felt the tears dried up along his cheeks, his lungs were heaving, his nails gripping the desk so tightly his hands were white. His eyes were wide as his mind still why trying to grasp what he saw now.

He wasn't dreaming anymore. He wasn't asleep. He was awake.

And everyone was staring at him, the room was silent.

Danny's eyes glanced around, Mr. Lancer was staring at him, surprise and mouth open. He was speaking about something before he woke up. The rest of the class was turned to look at him, the expression almost the same as Mr. Lancer's. A bead of sweat ran down his brow.

"Mr. Fenton, do you like interrupting me cl-"

Danny shot from his chair before the teacher could finished, his eyes were still wide, his body shaking. It's what happened when ever he woke up from a nightmare. But this time, it just felt so real. It happened. They were dead. "No..."

"Mr. Fenton-"

"SHUT UP!" Danny shouted, snarling at him. The boy was on the edge, slowly being pushed off. The whole class jumped as the normal Danny shouted at the teacher. It wasn't like him at all. The boy turned, looking around at everyone. They all looked either scared or surprised. Either was good. They all looked at him like he was a freak, like he was crazy. Crazy! And maybe, just maybe, he was. "It was real...I could feel it."

"Danny, are you OK?" It was Sam now, staring at him with the exact expression he thought she would have if she ever knew, they were all half way there.

"OK? OK!?" He ran his hands there his hair, damp with sweat. "Not, I'm not! He's coming back and he's going to kill everyone..." The crying was coming back, half of him waned to stop, knowing it wouldn't be good for the babyish reputation he already had, but the other half couldn't care less.

"Danny...?"

"Don't you get it!?" He screamed, rushing over to grip her arms tightly and look right into her eyes. "I kill you." He whispered, shivering.

"Mr. Fenton-"

But he already let go and was heading towards the door.

"Mr. Fenton!"

But it was to late. Danny was gone.

A/N: And here is chapter two! Yaaaay! Don't you just love the craziness? Anyway, it shall be getting better...the plot needs to form faster!!!! And, the awesome that is Dark will come! HE WILL! And remember! Comments are Love!