Hello citizens! This is Amber, Ember's clone speaking! If you would like to know what happened to Ember-Oh, wait, she likes to be called Nikki now, doesn't she? *sigh* Fine. Well, um, uh, she typed this up, then I gave her some cookies that MariaAnderson8998's clone, Mary, made, and I didn't know what was in them, and well…uh…let's just say she's not awake at the moment, k? Okay. Oh, yeah. She wanted me to say that Danny was born in, uh, 1990 so he would be 14 in 2004 and the date now is 2011. Enjoy this chapter!

Apology

Danny's feet crunched on the snowy gravel as he walked down the path. The skies were grey as they should be in the snowy month of December. It was December twenty-fifth, and Danny made this trip every month, or at least tried to. Every year since that day that should've been a great one. This day was important though. Normally he came the first of every month. This day had to be an acception, despite the fact that it was supposed to be forbidden.

He wiped a tear out of his eye, and then pushed some white hair out of his face. Normally, a ghost would fly, but Danny didn't enjoy it anymore. It used to be his favorite thing to do. But now…it just reminded him of memories he could never discuss with his loved ones ever again. And that hurt.

Finally coming to where he was getting to, he kneeled down and cupped his gloved hands together, creating a crystal that would fit in one's hand. It was in the shape of a sphere, and was about the size of a Christmas ornament that one could hold in their hand. In it he carved a single word. "Soon."

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

Danny looked up and could see in the small distance a group of people walking up to the large iron gates that lead to a place nobody wanted to go. He stood up and turned invisible as they made their way up the path and past the other gravestones.

You could see that it was seven people. Even though you couldn't see who was who, Danny knew. Sam, Tucker, Maddie, Jack, Jazz, Valerie, and Dani. Danny itched to say something to them, but he was forbidden. Not yet, Clockwork had told him, It's not time. Let them cope. Let them move on.

The seven people bent down next to a single grave that was dusted over with snow. Danny leaned over them ever so slightly, reading what it said. Although it always yanked at his heart when he looked at it, he couldn't help.

Danny James Fenton/Danny Phantom
September 9, 1990-December 25, 2005
A loving son, brother, friend, and hero.
"Everybody deserves a second chance."
-Danny Phantom

Everybody's body shook lightly as they laid flowers down and stood up. They looked at the grave sadly, unable to speak.

"Merry Christmas, Danny." said the girl wearing a purple coat, and a hat covering her glossy black hair. "We love you." She then picked up the small crystal ball and held it in her hands, despite the fact that it was completely made of ice and she had no gloves on.

"Merry Christmas. We love you." everybody else repeated. There was another moment's silence before they all turned away.

Danny watched sadly after them, not moving. When they were just about to leave, he let out a choked sob.

"I'm so sorry." Danny sobbed before walking away, still invisible, going to find the portal that he had came through.

Oh, gosh, that was a lot of angst. She read the topic, and it just popped into her mind. I was crying along side her the whole time. *sobs* *Nikki stirs* Well, maybe you guys reviewing will wake her up...