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From last chapter

"Can I watch?" Biff asked.

"Biff?" The officer asked.

"Yes?"

"Will you shut up?"

"Okay."

The officer looked back at Danny, "I don't play games, kid. Now tell me who shot this man."

16. JUST THE BEGINNING

(Third person)

Danny stared at the man; clearly he wasn't a man to mess around with. He already tried to kill him twice and Danny learned the lesson the hard way. The man walked back and forth in the room.

The worst room you could be in, well to Danny. It was the room where they would ask you questions and it was almost like a cell!

"So you say you don't know?" The officer said.

"Correct." Danny said.

"Did you see someone acting strange?"

"No, not that I know of,"

"Tell me in detail what really happened."

Danny sighed; did he really want to go through this? No, not at all, it was painful. So Danny started talking at how he got into the school, (Leaving the help of flying part out) and how he found the officers and the two people. He told them about how the officers went to help them get untied and Danny had a fight, (literally behind they're backs.)

The officer rubbed his chin, as if he was thinking hard. Danny swore he could see the gears turning inside of this man. Finally he took a deep breath and said, "So… Danny right?"

Danny nodded.

"And you say this is all true?"

"Yes," Danny said.

The man eyebrows narrowed, "I need proof."

"That's what everyone needs!" Danny complained.

"They don't just believe them just like that," The officer snapped his fingers. "They need real evidence."

"I don't have proof, but I am telling the truth," Danny protested. "Look into my eyes and see that I am."

The man scoffed, "I don't fall into those tricks anymore."

"I bet there were people that did this, and they were telling the truth," Danny started, "I bet they ended up in jail and soon when you found out you had proof, they were innocent. You just need faith."

"Speeches don't work either," The office said.

"That wasn't a speech!"

"Listen kid, were going to keep you here, till you tell us that you killed the man." The officer snapped.

Danny looked at the man with disbelief, "You think I killed this man?"

"Yes," The officer said. "You said you took a fight."

"He was being controlled by a ghost!" Danny said, getting slightly angry.

"That's what everyone says,"

"Who?" Danny said. "Name one."

The officer hesitated, "Um… eh… okay listen here, I just have a feeling it was you okay? Haven't you followed your instincts before?"

"Oh yeah, many times," Danny said. "But that one is lying to you."

"These things never lie," The man growled.

Danny took that by shock, "Oh—okay, now you listen, yes you are right, but something isn't right."

"I see that,"

"No not me," Danny sighed. "Something is setting a trap, someone framed me."

"Now that I hear all the time."

"I know, but I swear this one, someone did frame me," Danny said. "I don't know who—maybe one."

The officer looked interested now, "Who? Who do you think it was?"

"But, he doesn't have a gun," Danny said, as if he was thinking out loud. "He never carries a gun, but he does kill."

"How can people kill without a gun," The officer asked. "That's like the main weapon."

"Right, for a human," Danny said. "But a ghost, I don't think so."

"You're saying a ghost framed you?"

"Pretty much,"

"Who?"

"Dark Dan,"

"Who is that?"

"Man do I really have to go through this?" Danny asked.

"Is he bad?"

"Dude you have problems,"

"I am not a dude," The officer snapped.

"Just saying."

"Now who is this ghost?" The officer demanded. "I want to have some people hunt him down."

Danny chuckled a little, "Good luck with that, even I haven't beaten him yet—" Then he stopped, and shocked at what he just said.

"Say what?"

"No—nothing," Danny said nervously.

"You? You haven't beaten him yet? What are you talking about? You can't fight like that." The officer said.

"Um… exactly."

"Why are you taking this so seriously?" The man asked. "Why do is this so important now?"

"It's very important to me," Danny said without a hesitation.

"Why is that?"

Danny stopped speaking, this man was good. What was he supposed to say now? Say something like this: Oh, because I am Danny Phantom the hero of Amity Park, no reason!

Fat chance.

"Answer," The office said, more deeply.

"Uh…"

"There is something, what are you hiding?" The officer asked.

"No—nothing,"

"I know this tone," The man gave a sly smile. "And I won't let you go till you tell me."

"Then I'll wait," Danny said firmly.

"I've got all night,"

"Uh it's day time,"

"Don't answer that!"

"Just saying."

"More likely having fun instead."

"Or I can go with that." Danny smiled.

The officer leaned forward towards Danny, "I am not leaving and I am not falling asleep."

"I highly doubt that," Danny said.

"Watch me,"

"Sure," Danny said dryly.

…

"Man you weren't kidding, it almost 11 o'clock," Danny groaned.

"I told you so," The officer said. "Got answers?"

"Nope, have any food?"

"You don't get any till you answer,"

"Fine," Danny huffed. "I won't answer and starve to death, and then I can never answer you."

The officer growled, "TALK!"

"I am, in case you haven't noticed," Danny smiled.

"ANSWERS!"

"Besides that,"

There was a big crash from above; both of them looked up in surprise. Then there was screams and shooting. Danny looked at the officer with panic, "Hurry let me go, before anyone gets hurt."

"Why would I do that?"

"Just do it!"

"Nope."

There was more screams and shouting, there was shooting and things being thrown at places and land hard on the floor, making I shake.

"Stay here kid,"

"Like that's gonna happen,"

"I'm serious."

The officer ran to the door and tried to yank it open, but it was stuck and he couldn't open it up. He tried again, but it was still not moving.

"We're trapped."

"Great, not again," Danny sighed.

"We need to get out fast," The officer said. "We don't have enough air in here."

"What kind of people won't keep air in here?" Danny asked in disbelief. "Man that is just stupid!"

"Don't look at me!"

"Who am I supposed to look at?"

"It was a figure of speech!"

More crashes, and less screams. Danny had a feeling they might have been dead, and it would be his fault. Mostly the officer, but still. He had to get out, and if he didn't he would die, along with the man. He hated his plan, but it was the only way.

"I hate transforming in front of people," Danny muttered under his breath.

"What are we going to do?" The officer asked.

"My way, and the stupidest way ever," Danny said.

"What's that?"

"Grab a hold of me," Danny demanded.

"Why?"

"Do you want to get out alive?"

"Yes,"

"Then hold on to me!" The man took that by shock and went to hold on Danny; Danny sighed and did his transformation.

When he was done, the man stood in shock, "Wha—what happened?"

"Long story," Danny said, shot up and phased through the ceiling, seeing a bunch of dead bodies lying on the ground.

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I have nothing to say, it's sad…

Wait I just did. *chuckles*