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Lol I'm in angst mood. And… rainy mood… XD (this is rainy season in my country! XD –lol my country just have two seasons)

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Summary : Thunderbolt streaks trough the air. The whole sky is dark. I'm waiting my little brother for home from his ghost hunting. But he not yet appeared an inch. Then I hear some voices from downstairs.

Bolt

Danny Phantom Fan-Fic by Pii

Genre: Angst/Hurt/Comfort Rating: T

Thunderbolt streaks trough the air. The whole sky is dark- filled with dark clouds. Rain keeps pouring to Amity Park. Right now, I'm waiting my little brother for home from his usual ghost hunting. But he not yet appeared an inch. He always went home at this time. I wondered what's going on with him. Maybe- just maybe- maybe some ghost hunters chasing him right now. Some ghost hunters- like our parents.

But he always got away. Sometimes, I wondered why EVERY ghost hunters in my town are so stupid (even my parents- duh). But I am thankful they are, so they would never touch my little brother.

My brother is the most responsible person in the family. At first, I thought I AM responsible. But it's him, he is a hero. He captured escaped ghost, and protect our family. No, not just our family- he protects our town. He battled tough ghosts and saved us plenty times. Like the Pariah Dark incident, or the Nocturne one, or the Undergrowth one.

Some people think he is bad, but he still saves all of those people. And he is a kid. Danny is still a kid- and he's still outside there now.

I didn't know his secret of being a half-ghost before the whole Spectra incident. I saw him changed into his ghost form. I never knew how he became a half-ghost at the very first. But one thing for sure, he is still my little brother- the baby brother I loved.

Thunder clattering, caused me to cover my ears. I wished he's back home soon. Trough he is a hero, he still my little brother. Rain poured heavily, I wish he won't become sick. I wonder where he is now. That's reminds me- neither of my parents are home.

My mom, my dad, and my little brother either are not at home.

They're left for their own business, my brother for his ghost hunting, and my parents… for ghost hunting too. But it's already evening, and they're not home yet. Clock is ticking like crazy, and thunderbolts keep striking.

Rain pours more heavy now. And thunder became crazier. I covered my ears hard from the loud sound. I am really worried about my brother- and my parents' condition. How they can get trough this huge rain?

Clock is ticking. I don't even realized how long I've waiting. The thunderstorms began to fade, thunders began to stop. But rain is still coming.

Then I hear the front door opened, and then closed. And I hear some voices from downstairs. The voices I recognized as my parents'. To my relief, they're home- and safe. My worry wore a slight. But I don't hear any of my little brother's voice. I can't stop to worry about him now.

"Great Jack, now let's bring him to the lab!"

"I can't wait to try my new baby on him!"

What they are talking about?

I braced myself to step outside my room, and walked to my parents. I can see a glimpse of orange and blue talking in the living room- my parents- I knew it. Both of them still wet because the rain outside. They're holding a Fenton Thermos. Suddenly something got into my mind. My feelings feel like that, but I wished this is not what I imagined.

"Mom, Dad?" I braced myself to ask, but my eyes are locked on that thermos. I have a bad feeling, really bad. I think this is a bad idea. I wished I can throw away this mind from my head. I don't want my imagination become real.

Cheerfully, my dad called me, "Jazzy-pants!" jumpy he is, as always, trough he is all wet. Some waters dripping from him. Then mom stepped forward with the Fenton Thermos on her hands. A smile formed from her mouth. She grinned happily and tell me, "We caught the ghost boy, Jazz,"

I am thinking my heart just skipped a beat. I THOUGHT they are stupid- okay, I even not really understand why I am saying my OWN parents 'stupid'. But, admit it, if you were me- you will think a same thing too. But seriously- they HAVE caught Danny?

"Isn't that awesome, Jazz?" she asked me. No, it's not- it's Danny! Danny is inside there. "B-But mom- what are you going to do with him?"

"We're going to do some experiments at the lab,"

No! Not the experiments! They're going to hurt Danny- Danny- my little brother- their own son- and our youngest family member... I can't let them to do that. I must stop them- before it's too late.

"Mom, Dad! Please, don't do this!"

At the moment I hoped they would listen. But they just blinked and stare at me confusingly. Mom was the first who respond, "Jazz…?" I hoped she will ask to me why- and I can tell them. But the truth says something different. "It's just a ghost, "

No! He's not a ghost!- Danny still a human -half human. But they didn't know it. But still- ghost or human- they can't JUST be experimented like that. "But Mom!- Human or ghost- you can't do that!"

"Jazz, it's just a glob of mess which tries to destroy the town,"

Danny saved the town- he didn't destroy it. "Please, mom- dad- you're going to regret this- please don't do this!" He just had bad times- like being framed or controlled. He was blamed for all those bad things- he didn't do it. He always uses his powers for good- ever since he got it.

My mom opened her mouth and speaks loudly, "No, Jazz- we're going to experiment him now!" and my dad added, "And I can't wait to try my new baby!" they turned away from me, and headed to the stairs. They can't really do this- I must stop them- NOW.

"Mom! Dad! Please-"

"Enough, Jazz!" I feel a shot of glare from my mom, as they walked to the stairs and close the door to the lab. I tried to open it- but I can't. They have locked it. I knocked the door hard. I wish they will open it for me.

"No! Mom! Please don't! Mom, Dad!"

But there's no response.

I hear some sounds of tools and machines. I really need to stop this now. I knocked and knocked- but still no response. They ignored me- and all my shouts. "Please! Mom! You don't want this to be happen, Dad!" Not a long time after that, I hear sparks sound- followed with my brother's scream.

My knees feel heavy, and I fell to the floor. I leaned my head to the closed door. I hear another sound of jolts- and another scream escaped from my brother. They can't really do it.

But they're doing it right now.

I am listening to my little brother's screams- each time- tearing my heart apart. I'm feeling that I am a bad sister. I can't help my little brother. I am stupid. Really a stupid sister…

Tears start to form on my eyes. And I can hear another shocking sound and scream. I feel tears start to rolls from my eyes to my cheeks. A thousand bolt streaks to my brother and his scream can be heard again.

Rain and thunderstorm seems to be stopped outside. The weather is back to a peaceful evening. But it's not really peaceful. My own parents are torturing my own brother down there in the lab.

Rain of tears is pouring heavily from my eyes. And bolts are shocking my brother. But I can't do anything.

What a useless sister…

DP DP DP DP DP

…

I am evil.

I knew it.

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