Happy belated New Years! The Space Needle fireworks were awsome this year!
"A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out." Walter Winchell
Chapter 16: Chrismas and New Years
The sun rises glinting off the frost and ice that covers everything, from the bare trees to the icy streets. Danny sits on top of one of the frosty light posts, swinging his small legs smiling while watching the sun peak over the ocean, painting the scattered clouds pink. His smile wide as the cold air bites him, not feeling it.
He stays there a while after the sun fully rises, not wanting to go back to the house that feels so wrong. But all good things must end, so he jumps off the light post legs forming into the misty tail that streaks behind him as he flies back to FentonWorks. (line break)
Danny sits on his bed reading the children's book Mrs. Cleaverwood had given him just yesterday, bored. Blue is off somewhere doing something. He misses the little light greatly.
CRASH!
He looks up from the book as his door opens.
"Danny?"
"Jazzy?"
"Mom and Dad are in the lab, so you might want to escape while you can." Saying that she leaves the wide blue eyed child looking at the closed door behind her.
"Wha? Jazzy nos?"
He debates with himself for a while, not reaching a conclusion he decides to take his sister's advice. He sets the book onto the bedside table and hops down, landing on his feet and waving his arms until he gets his balance. Then he walks through his door and down the stairs, almost tripping thrice. About half way down the stairs he hears yelling coming from the lab.
He tunes it out, as he heads into the kitchen and sees Jazz.
"Wha yelling?"
"They're arguing about how Santa exists, which Mom is defiantly right about."
He blinks at her, turns around and leaves out the front door, again not bothering to open it. (line break)
"EM!"
Said person turns around to look at the little kid rushing up behind her.
"Well, what has you so excited?"
"You said Christmas shopping!"
"I did, did I?"
"YES!"
She laughs at him, throwing her head back. When her laughter dies down she looks back down at him, takes his hand and they start walking to City Center.
"Em, who's Santa?"
"What?" She stops suddenly, looking down at Danny.
"Who's Santa? The Fenton where arguing about the fact of his existence when left." He asks again looking up at her with large innocent eyes.
"His name was Saint Nicholas and he used to put presents in to little kids shoes a long time ago."
He looks at her.
"That is the story I believe in, but a more modern story is that he goes down the chimney and puts presents for good little kids and coal for the bad ones. The Fenton adults likely argue about that version."
She smiles down at him, knowing that he will make his own conclusions about what he was told. He keeps looking down at the side walk as he processes what she said. She looks up in time to see that they reached the Mall and pokes him in the side. He jerks his head up and sees the Mall looming above him, threateningly. When they go inside, well Danny is a child…
On a cold sunny Thursday, three weeks after the trip to the mall, a blue eyed with small silver and black streaks in them is wandering through the woods watching our favorite blue light flittered in and out of the trees.
"Common Blue! Take me there!"
The wisp flutters into the tree right in front of him. He rolls his eyes and walks around the tree. The wisp comes out of another tree laughing at the child in a tee shirt, then takes off into the forest. His eyes widen not wanting to lose the wisp runs after it.
Eventually he stumbles into a clearing, trips, and falls flat on his face. The wisp gets right up into it and rapidly changes color again.
"Hello again cihld."
Danny stumbles upright, almost falling backwards in his haste, and regains his balance.
"H-hi." He pants with widening eyes. "I like talk you."
"About what, may I ask?"
"First, what your name?"
"That matters not child, many don't remember it now and soon I will be lost in time."
"Why?"
"We all die and some forget in time, those who do not will die and some pass on the information. those who has learned might forget and some point it will become a myth and legend or be forgotten."
"Wha?" he blinks at her as she smiles, confused about what she had said, then asks the question he actually wanted to ask about "Wha bout ghosts?"
"Not everything ectoplasmic is a ghost child, for you most certainly are not. How do you feel?"
"Different, more something."
"Ah yes, I was wondering if you could tell. Today is the winter solstice, one of the three times of the year where you will be at the peak of your power."
"Wha?" Silver dominate eyes widen.
She looks at his eyes for a minute, knowing the power that they promise to others and answers; "The solstices are the time where the line between the three worlds blur. The summer solstice, the longest day of the year, is another. The third being All Hallows Eve or Halloween as you may know it."
He just stares blankly at her asking "Three worlds?"
"Yes, child, three. The living world the one that we currently are. The ghost, called the Infinite Realms, more commonly called the Ghost Zone and the Mirror, a plane that resides on every living realm where spirts that don't want to pass on reside."
He blinks in his confused staring, black becoming more dominated.
"Would you like me to explain my use of spirit comes from?"
"Yes?"
She smiles answering, "Let us start with ghosts, the one your parents study, they reside within the Infinite Realms, an ectoplasmic dimension that links many living realms. They belong to the supernatural family called specters, more specifically the ectoplasmic relatives. They are neither dark nor light creatures because they are obsessive in personality.
"A master is in a sense a ghost, only being far, far more powerful than any regular ghost. They may be formed from myths and legends, for that is what they are believed to be.
"A spirit is an non-ectoplasmic specter that resides within the Mirror. Your friend here is among them. Only medians can see, hear, and interact with this plane of existence, but only the most powerful can do the later and both of the former. A sprite is a powerful spirit that roams the world, they tend to be tied to things like weather, and seasons.
"A phantom is both ghost and spirit, being higher ghost power to low master power, they are most defiantly one of the more powerful creatures. Like their ghost counterparts they follow obsessions, but their nature tends to be more towards helping then obsessive."
"Oh? You called me phantom."
"Yes, because you are one. Being able to interact with the Mirror is a phantomic trait being neither ghost nor spirit. I do believe that you fall more as a sprite then a spirit and the ghost side falls more as a master then a ghost."
"Why?"
"Just a sense, now I do believe that you should go." With that statement she turns and heads back into the small wooden cabin. (line break)
The rain is falling, lightly down upon the dark street. Quietly taping upon the roof.
Tap, tap, tap, tap
A lump lies upon a bed in a dark room, where the only light comes from the street lamp outside the quite house, the lump jerks and crashes on to the floor causing said lump to gasp from pain.
The lump uncurls and out of the pile of blankets comes a messy mop of black hair. Blue eyes glance around the room a small mouth forming into a small frown. The rest of the body slowly tries to untangles its self from the mountain of blankets, getting tangled twice, to finally get untangled from the blankets minutes later.
The small child huffs, irritated. Getting up, he walks to the door not even bothering to turn on the lights or open the door he walks out of the blue room and down the stairs.
THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!
"DANNY-BOY! READY FOR PRESENTS!"
Thump! Thump!
A much quieter set of footsteps come down the stairs just then.
"Dad, breakfast first then we can open stockings and finally we'll wake up mom and open presents!"
Danny just watches as the two excited children try and make breakfast, shakes his head and goes back to reading. (line break)
Womp!
Danny jerks his head up, only to find Jack sitting on the couch with his stocking already going through it. Jazz comes over and sits next to Danny, handing him his stocking.
"Aren't you going to go through it?"
Danny shrugs and dumps the stocking on the floor candy, some wrapped presents and a hair brush fall out and he gets to sorting the candy. After sorting the candy by name he opens the presents and finds books. He looks over to Jazz with an eyebrow raised.
When she glances up; she says, "How the heck you can do that I will never know, but I figured you liked reading and got you those, the hair brush is so that maybe you can tame that mane of yours better and I think mom got the candy. Wanna trade your dark chocolate for my Krakles?"
After the candy has all been traded, Jazz and Jack thump up the stairs to wake Maddie up.
I gave up on this chapter, apologies. SO fucking hard to write. This is what happened:
They spend the rest of the day playing with said presents and have a dinner that tries to attack them so they end up ordering out, for some reason a takeout place is open on Christmas.
Sunday is spent cleaning up after the crazy party yesterday, that Danny couldn't go to.
After the cleanup both Em and Julia give him a present and in response he gives them one that he had troubles hiding from Em.
On Friday Danny reflects on the year and how it felt to save people.
He makes a promise that he will continue to save people.
He ends the night watching the New Year's Fireworks with his 'family'.
Alright, one of my problems is that I have no clue on if I should continue this series with this same story or create a different story for each chapter of his life. Feel free to tell me how you think I should do it.
As for Jazz, she is holding me at gun point to let her in on the secret. No she does not currently know.
As for the whole Santa thing look it up. There are multiple reasons I went with that explanation. For the whole trading candy thing, I do that with my own family on Christmas and Halloween.
If you're curious Amity Park is in the greater Seattle area in this story, simply because I need an ocean or lake nearby and I happen to like the area. I do not know yet if it will take place of Seattle or not, no yellies if I do.
Which style did you people like better, please list a chapter and tell me how I can improve!
Other than that a shit ton of information was reveled in this chapter about the world, and this is the end of this leg in Danny's story. I will be getting to why he will be called Phantom as a name later.
I am in High School and do have homework, so I will not try to wait, what three weeks?, to post again.
Reviews:
Mr Bata
YaY new chapter! new power and something happing to danny!? great chapter by the way. Also Happy New Year! May the new year bring you happens and joy
: ) NOPE not a new power! *Giving a very evil grin* Something is always happening to Danny, casue I'm a mean person. Thanks! And I hope you had a great New Year so far and a Happy rest of your Holidays. Have I told you yet that I love your reviews, I can count on you to leave one and I love it!
exploderz15
it is a very good story so far. on the options i must go for option numeral three. Very good writing style.
Thanks! Well this is option three, hope you like it. The style did change to a stlye more me and I hope that you still like it.
PEACE AND PIECES,
Sugar