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"Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man's character, give him power." Abraham Lincoln
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Previouly on the Dark Phantom:
"That wa a ghost and ghost just tried taking boxes and you kick him."
"Yep!"
"…"
"Oh don't give me that. You know he just gave us less work to do, now come help me unpack these things!"
They spend the next couple of hours putting the decorations up, all the while talking about random things. After hanging the decorations Em drags Danny into the kitchen where they start making a mess, trying to bake cookies.
"So Danny, mind telling me just why you seem so distracted today and no I'm not just asking why you were late. Right now you seem to be completely distracted, your hands keep going through everything."
"Feel like changing."
"Changing clothes or changing forms?"
"Forms, like water calling."
"Like water calling?"
"Yes."
"Well then why don't we go to the beach after where done with this batch and you can go swimming?"
"Okay!"
She watches concerned as the little kid she has grown to love becomes a predator of the vast sea. The eyes of the creature are silver like the moon and doesn't even recognize her.
The actual chapter 14; that is labeled 15:
The sun is shining, but the crisp in the air bit right through many of the wanderers jackets. Windbreakers where the most prominent kind of jacket out on this fall morning. Still early enough in fall that trees still have their leaves and a few have changed color.
A three-year-old runs down the street laughing, the only person out who has just a tee shirt on. He bobs and weaves in an out of the crowed making it very hard for a much older brown eyed female to follow him.
"DANNY SLOW DOWN!" She yells at him, "WE WILL GET THERE IN TIME, NO NEED TO RUSH!"
"NO!" The afore mentioned three-year-old shouts back, ducking to avoid hitting the man in front of him. "I WANNA BE THERE NOW EM!"
She sighs knowing that this will be a major problem today. Still tired from just waking up, then she was almost dragged out in her sleepwear it took her quite a few minutes to calm him down enough that she could get ready for the day.
The little raven suddenly pops out of nowhere next to her. Excitedly bouncing up and down.
"We'll get there soon squirt."
"YAY!"
She starts to chuckle then gets cut off by a yawn.
"How you tired?"
"How you hyper?"
"Donno," he replies with a shrug.
"Unlike little ghosts, we humans need sleep and can't stay up all night swimming and still wake up at eight in the morning."
"Stay up all night swimming? I wanna do that!"
The smile that she had fades. She remembers how his eyes last night were silver rather than the icy blue of this form, or the emerald green of the ghost, and how something else seemed to be in control.
He pulls on her arm jumping up and down eagerly, "EM! EM! EM! WE'RE HERE! WE'RE HERE! WE'RE HERE!"
They had reached City Center and Danny almost immediately takes off to find a decoration box that the city lets the volunteers use to decorate. That caused a smile as she huffs in amusement. She heads over to the group that's forming.
"I'm guessing that you're here to help with the city wide decoration efforts?" A (random) man asks her.
"Yeah, I'm with the little one over in the boxes."
"Alright, the woman in the brown dress has a signup sheet where you put your name and the street that you want to help decorate."
"Thanks." She looks back at the man, only to realize that he's gone, "weird, but okay. DANNY GET YOU ASS OVER HERE!"
"I'M NOT DONKEY!"
"NO? WELL GET OVER HERE ANYWAYS."
She turns away from the boxes to find the woman again, only to feel a tug on her shirt. Looking down she says as her smile widens, "Took you long enough."
He grins and she leads him over to the brown dressed woman.
"Hi, we're here to help decorate?"
"OH! Welcome, welcome!" The woman holds out a clipboard, "Just put your name, names – Oh! Hi Danny."
"Hi Mrs. Cleaverwood!" He responds giving a little wave and a large grin.
"Where are your parents?"
"At home with Jazz. Jazz's reading and they in lab."
"Oh, well then-"
"Apologize for cutting in but you were saying something about names."
"Right! Just put your names next to the street or building name that you would like to decorate, grab a box and head on down there and get started."
"Thanks!" She responds with the smile she hasn't lost yet.
"You're welcome." Cleaverwood responds with a smile as they take off into the pile of boxes.
"I want this one - no this one - no this one - no this one!"
Em just laughs her whole body shaking, "M-maybe you s-should just pick, haha, o-one and t-then we c-can, haha, go."
His icy blue eyes poke over a pile of boxes at least twice his height and blink at her.
"Buuuuut which oooooooone?"
Shaking from the laughter, she chooses a random box and picks it up.
"H-how 'bout t-this one?"
"OKAY!" He shouts from right beside her.
"A-alright s-speedy squirt let's go."
He takes off into the boxes and rolling her eyes she follows.
"DANNY! GET DOWN FROM THERE!"
"NO!"
"DANNY! HOW DO YOU KEEP GETTING UP THERE?!"
"NONEA YOUR!"
"Yes, yes it is."
"NO!"
The last rays of sun peak from behind the trees that surrounds the town, and our hero is just being a child.
"Danny, if you don't get down from that light post you don't get to help me make cookies on Sunday."
"NOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Yes."
"COOKIES!" Comes from right next to her, where she is putting the last cobweb on the street light.
She blinks down at the ravenette then sighs.
"You are a trouble maker. Do you know that?"
He blinks at her then gives her a cheeky grin. She shakes her head.
"Let's get you home."
The moon cast a glow on a small glowing child who is laying on a light post swinging his small legs as he looks up at the stars, lost in thought.
"Hey kid."
"Hey Kid." A little louder.
"HEY KID!" Even louder, causing the child to look down at the source of the voice.
"What are you doing here? You should be in bed sleeping like everyone else."
"You?"
"It's my job to enforce curfew, which you happen to be breaking and somehow I don't think it's the first time either."
"Nope." He replied poping the p.
"Again, what are you doing here?"
"Stargazing."
"Kid." Comes a tired reply.
"Okay, I'll go home now."
And with that the small child jumps off the post and floats off in to the night sky.
The officer saying with a raised eyebrow, "What?"
"Hello all! I want to thank you all for sticking with me on this non-sunny Sunday! The temperature is windy and the rain is pounding on our roofs and heads! Tommor-"
A hand covered in snow clicks off the TV from a remote sitting in a pile of snow. A ghost turns around to look at the currently white haired, brown haired female.
She turns to look at the little ghost, "What?"
"Why'd you turn it off now?"
"Cause his jokes are horrible and he doesn't even know how to do the weather right, besides he'll be wrong anyways."
He cocks his head to the side.
"Welcome to Amity, where the weather is bipolar."
His blue eyes blink as he asks, "Wha?"
"Never mind, these cookies won't make themselves you know!"
He smiles and laughs turning back to where he is making a mess, I mean whisking some cookie batter. She shakes her head and turns back to where she's making her mess, I mean splitting the cookie batter into cookies.
"Common Danny let's get this batch into the oven and I can help you finish over there."
"Can I do it?"
"Sure Danny, sure."
The flower covered boy scampers over to his cooking partner and holds his hands up to receive the cookie sheet. Then carefully carries the tray over to the over where Em opens it. He places the tray into the oven careful not to accidently burn himself. She closes the door as soon as his hands clear the oven.
She sets the timer and picks him up, piggy back style, and carries him back to his mess where they (she) finishes the last batch of cookie batter and breaks it into cookie sized pieces putting them onto a different cookie sheet.
"Common kido let's get cleaned up."
"NO!"
"Oh. Come. On." She huffs, "If I get you into the bath you won't get out."
"Cause it hard to change back!"
"You are not going to the party like this!"
"But no bath!"
"You can't take a shower!"
"No bath!"
"Then I'm going to get the spray bottle."
"Bath!" He yells, jumping off her shoulders and rushing off.
"The whole mer-thing makes him adorable."
She laughs walking after him. She gets the bath going then has to rush off to get the cookies out of the oven, leaving the bath running. Danny, being a little kid, runs off to hide as she takes the cookies out and puts the other batch in, setting the timer.
Entering the bathroom and shutting off the bath she yells out, "If you don't get in here right now I will get the squirt bottle!"
"NO!"
"3"
"NO!"
"2"
He pokes his head out from behind the pile of boxes, "NO!"
"1"
He rushes back into the bathroom, but in seeing the bathtub full already tries to rush out again. Em being quicker then him, for now, grabs hold of him and sets him into the bath not even bothering to take off his clothing.
Right after the water hits his skin scales from. The skin on his legs becoming black scales. His forearms forming blue fins as he crosses them pouting. Within a minute his legs disappear into one, becoming his tail.
He squirms uncomfortably, the deep blue fin on his tail opening and closing, as an ice blue fin forms from the top of his head curving out then back in tapering off at the start of his tail. He squirms even more, the fins on his arms and the one down his back flatting against his skin, as his ears stretching and changing.
He ducks his head under as Em laughs at his pout.
"You don't have any flower on you anymore."
His pout increases.
"Oh stop that you love being in water."
"It itchy!"
Now is when the cookie timer decides to go off. Her eyes widen as she rushes out trying not to slip on the flower. Danny's turn to laugh, that bubbly laugh following her as she gets the cookies out after almost forgetting the oven mitts.
She gets the cookie sheet onto the stove top when he calls out, "EM?"
"Yes?"
"My breath visible."
"What?" She asks, confusion lacing her voice, as she turns to the bathroom door.
"My breath visible."
She walks into the bathroom where the merchild is propped up on the edge of the bathtub his arms holding him up.
"What do you mean your breath is visible?"
"That. It came and went." His head fins droop, making him seem like a scolded puppy.
"Danny."
"Felt cold."
He then gasps, his breath coming out in a visible stream of air. He shudders suddenly cold as ice forms on the once lukewarm bathwater. Her eyes widen as screams can be heard ringing out from outside.
"Wha?"
She turns back to him and sees his eyes also wide and scared his head greenish blue head fins opened to their fullest extent.
She takes a shuddered breath, "Let's get you out of there and dried off so we can see."
As soon as she started talking his head fins snapped closed and his hands closing on them as he falls back into the bath with a small cry. She gasps again not expecting that, but reaches in and pulls him up out of the bath by his back. As she lifts she shifts her arms so that she is carrying him bridal style. Holding him close as she takes the towel nearby and takes him to the couch laying him on the towel.
"Are you alright Danny?" Concern laces her voice as she speaks lowly.
He opens his eyes, taking his arms down and holding them close under his chin. His head fins open slightly.
"Yeah, louder then expected." He says so quietly that she has to lean in to hear.
"L-let's g-get you dry." She shudders out not quite processing what he said.
She stands out of her kneeling position, when'd she get like that? And walks over to the linen closet beside her bathroom in a daze. She grabs another towel and after some thought grabs another one, then walks back over to the merchild laying on her couch.
She starts to pat his tail down carefully, as to not hurt him again. He starts squirming, snapping her out of the daze.
"Hey, stay still." She says softly.
He starts squirming even harder, laughing then tries to say, "I-it, hahahaha, t-t-tickles, hahaha."
She also laughs in response not expecting him to be this sensitive. And in response he jerks the towel out of her hands and starts rubbing his tail viciously.
"Hey! Don't rub yourself raw!"
"Not that delicate."
"Where'd you learn that term?"
"Donno."
"Hey! Gimme that!"
She tugs at the towel forgetting about the other that lay at her knees. They ended in a game of tug-a-war that lasted till Danny gasped again, shuddering. Then the fins started to recede and shortly after he was 'human' again.
The screams that they had forgotten about where heard again and he called forth the blueish halos that split reviling a black tee shirt, dark washed jeans, emerald eyes, white hair, and some small white steel toed combat boots that are floating an inch off the ground.
And the cookie timer decides to go off.
"GO KIDDO! We can deal with the costume change later."
He nods, flipping around and taking off through the window almost forgetting to phase through it. She smiles at that and goes to handle the cookies. (line break)
He floats around slowly and invisibly above the roofs, looking for the cause of the disturbance. When he sees a dark figure surrounded by a purple aura, no wait that's purple flames around its head and a purple fiery cape riding a black horse with (wanted to swear here) fangs.
He turns visible, floating over to the figure that as he grows closer has black armor and no face under the helmet except for its eyes.
"CHILD, FACE YOUR GREATEST FEARS! FOR I AM FRIGHT KNIGHT!" The knight lifts the glowing green sword.
"Wha you doing? Maybe you just go home, pawse?
"I understand you not child."
Danny huffs and mumbles, "Of cowse not."
The knight narrows it's eyes and lifts the sword again getting into a fighting position.
(The is my first fight seen so apologies here and now if it's horrible)
Danny's eyes widen in realization. The knight charges. The horse galloping on nothing but air, it's wings out as though in midair, the head lowered as though intending to impale the small child. The fiery green mane and tail streaming behind it.
"SHIT!" He shouts, Em shudders in the kitchen knowing somehow that he swore, and doges to his right avoiding the sword meant to impale him as well.
The knight slows to a stop and turns the green eyes glaring at the child. He swallows. The horse seems to be glaring as well its fires growing. They charge again, dead set on sending this child to his realm of fear. He moves to his right again, this time not swearing.
"M-maybe you can just g-go home?"
"I am the ghost of Halloween, I will not leave because of some child!"
He meeps in response of the third charge, the horse getting in a scratch. Out of pure fear, he ducks his head into his arms, not noticing the green with swirls of black and silver glow coming off of his hands.
The knight pauses in its fifth charge, watching the glow on the small child's hand.
"No." The knight whispers, "It cannot be. It is impossible."
The knights eyes having growen wide in seeing the small glowing hand.
"Well, child. It seems that you get your wish after all, but when you have grown we will meet again." And with that the knight fades out and Danny lifts his head to find he is alone on the deserted street.
He heads back to the apartment upon which he made a mess in earlier in a daze.
"JACK THE SCANNERS ARE PICKING UP SOME KIND OF RESIDUE HERE!"
"Awww, we just missed it. I WILL GET YOU ONE DAY, YOU POST HUMAN CONCISENESS!"
He floats through the wall of the apartment and almost through the other one if Em hadn't gotten a hold of his arm first.
"As entertaining as it would be to see his reaction to a ghost floating through his wall, I do believe this is your stop."
He looks at her and blinks rapidly.
"Kiddo?"
"TherewasaknightandIalmostblastedhimandthenhejustleftandIdon'tknowwhatishappeningandIwanttostopandnotbeaghostandandand-"
"Okay mini-freak out aside. Can you repeat that slower and breathing this time?"
"There was a knight –"
"A WHAT?"
"A knight on a horse that had a horn and wings."
"I need to sit down for this…"
She walks over to the couch and plops down, her mouth hanging open as she fails to processes what was just said. Danny, giggling at her frozen face, floats above the coffee table that is often used for cookies and milk.
"Okaaay, let me get this straight. You left through the wall and meet a knight, like one of the medieval knights?"
"Mediewl knight, wha that?"
"Never mind, what did this knight look like?"
"Black."
"Danny."
"Well he was. He had on black armor that had a purple cape that looked like fire. His head was also on fire, but the fire was purple and I don't get how fire can be purple." He floats upside down facing her, as he pouts.
"So he was a knight, but his horse?"
"It had wings."
"So a pegasus."
"But it had a horn… and its hooves where on fire and the hair and the tail and it was green!"
"The horse was green?"
"No the fire."
"So the horse had wings, a horn, its hooves where on fire, and the mane and tail where green fire. Did I get that right?"
"Think so."
"I give up, what happened?"
"I almost blast him and he just ups and goes."
"Why did you not talk to him?"
"I DID!"
"Okay, okay." She replies holding her hands in front of her. "So I'm guessing he didn't listen, what'd he do then?"
"Try to kill me."
She puts her face in her hands, "You know what let's just go. At this rate we'll be late."
No, I did not wait till Wednesday and I might finish the next chapter by tomorrow, my time. I will tell you now the next AN will have important info in it about this story.
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Decipher the Cipher FMSKHU
I feel bad for you! Hope he stays alive for as long as possible and remember that all of us are here for you! Thank you for replying to me!
We put him down on the 12th. I know that some people think that it's inhuman to do that, but I didn't want to see him in pain. We had him on pain pills for a while hoping that he could last longer, but within a few days it just…The evening after Hamilton ate a little than seemed to look for Onyx to get him to eat too. Now Hamilton wants attention and I will find him sleeping with Isis in-between my mom's keyboard and monitor.
You're welcome by the way.
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I'm so sorry about your kitten. I've lost a pet before so I know what you are going through. Please take your time and I hope everything will turn out well.
This is the third cat we have lost. Reggie had a detirating jaw, Remy's kidney failed, and Onyx had a incurable virus. We lost Reggie and Remy about two years ago and we had gotten the three kittens in August just before I posted this story actually.
Spectre Kid
Is this a merdanny fic? I can't tell, but I like it anyway :D
Well I hope that if you are reading this you've figured it out, or I feel really bad for you. Cause I do say it point blank, more than once. *points up to the chapter*
Mr Bata
Take your time. Spend time with your kitty. I'm am sorry for what is happening. Your kitty will forever live on in your heart... Lot's of love Mr Bata
*Sad Smile*
Peace and Pieces
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