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7. Death of a World
"Ugh, how many times do we have to go through this?!" a white-haired boy howled in anger, sending a kick flying at the strange ghost hunter, who was, ironically enough, a ghost.. "I kick your butt, suck you into the thermos, happy ending here!"
He flew back and pulled out a rocket launcher. "Ah, but see to this, ghost child!" he cried, shooting a blast at the white-haired teen. "I will have your pelt on my wall in the Ghost Zone, where you will stay for an eternity with me."
The boy's emerald green eyes glowed even brighter as he unleashed a strange blast of green light in the ghost hunter's direction. "Shut up about the whole pelt thing!"
The blast hit him square in the chest. He went flying back about thirty feet, crashing into a car. He stood up, armor completely covering him and dented. A sword shot out of his arm on the side, a gun charging up. Its hum could be heard as the teenager stared at his foe with some exasperation. "How much longer to we have to go, Sam?" he called out desperately.
"No more waiting!" she yelled back, tossing to him what appeared to be some sort of thermos. He flew over and caught it in midair, opening it and aiming it at the ghost. A strange blue beam of light shot out, and sucked the creature into the device. The boy landed on the ground and sighed, two white rings of light appearing around him, splitting and revealing Danny Fenton standing in the middle of the street, tiredly grasping the thermos. Sam ran over to him and put her arm around him. "You okay?"
He nodded. "Perfectly fine," he replied without much conviction in his tone.
"You don't look it, dude," Tucker told him, typing in something on his PDA. "That's been one of your toughest fights yet with him. Not including the one where you got electrocuted by Technus, sucked into the Fenton Thermos by me- on accident- and this one battle with Skulker. That makes it…"
"A crap load of pain," he groaned. "Where's Jazz? I know she's got more of a workload than I do for school, but the least she could do is give me a hand on this ghost fighting stuff."
Danny Fenton had not been the same since the day of the accident in Axion Labs. When Damon had found out they had been in his office, life had suddenly become a mixed bag. On one hand, he was perfectly fine with the fact that they had gotten a new ghost portal up and running, unlike the "dimension chamber," which he now called it. On the other, he was furious that they had found out his plans for the leader of Amity Park and ordered them out of the lab and… well, not come back.
Until Plasmius suggested that Vlad meet Danny in Masters' office on Friday of that following week. It was a packed Wednesday evening at 6:00, and so far, as he knew all too well since that incident around a week ago, he hadn't been able to do his homework for the past couple of weeks. His grades were slipping. He was becoming more fatigued as time went on. Life was becoming a total nightmare for him. Sam suggested going to his mom for help, but that idea was quickly dropped when Danny explained about her newest obsession- examining ghost's remains.
So came the next best thing- use his newfound powers for the good of the city and hope his mom didn't notice the ghost that was keeping the city's spectral population under control.
He went by the name of Phantom. Danny Phantom, to be exact, but that seemed a bit too coincidental with Danny Fenton. Instead, he simply picked a synonym for ghost- one that seemed to fit him rather well. Now, a week later, he was catching Skulker every few times and making sure Technus didn't cause another surge to the city.
The boy shook his head and sighed. "You two better get home before your parents realize you've been helping a half-human, half-ghost creature try and keep the city safe. I know my mom would have a spasm at that sort of fact."
Sam nodded reluctantly. "I know what you mean. Listen, we're going to get working on our homework for tonight. You sure you're going to be able to do that tonight?"
Danny grinned weakly. "You know it."
The three departed for their separate way, Danny morphing and flying into the skies. Many people could have sworn they saw a teenager with hair as white as fresh snow and piercingly emerald green eyes fly above them as the sun began to go down on the horizon.
As Phantom began his flight home, his thoughts began to race on what had happened these past few weeks of his life. These powers, school, his mom, his sister, the death of…
The death of Jack Fenton.
He fazed through the wall in the house and became Danny Fenton, whose stomach began twisting with guilt and sadness. The death of his dad. Today was the ten year anniversary of his dad's death, and he had completely forgotten about it. So much for remembering the day his dad got murdered by some monster. His stomach began to churn as he walked out of his room and downstairs into the dining room, where Maddie held a picture of Jack and herself on their wedding day, tears in her eyes. Danny pulled up a chair next to her. "Mom?"
She jumped slightly and whirled around, sighing. "Oh. It's you, Danny."
"You alright?" he asked, rubbing her back and trying to give his grieving mother some comfort.
She sniffed and nodded, grabbing a tissue and blowing her nose. "I'm fine, sweetheart. I just… I just can't believe that he died ten years ago." She shook her head. "I don't want to believe it."
"Neither did I," Danny admitted, embracing her tightly. "I still don't want to believe it some days. There are times when I just… I want to say he's alive, and I know he's not."
Maddie smiled weakly, sniffling. "I know, Danny," she replied, embracing him as well. "It's all right to think like that. I know how you feel."
"Where's Jazz?" he asked.
She looked towards the ceiling. "I tried to open the door and see if she was all right and everything, but the door to her room is locked. I'm honestly not sure if she's studying or if she's mourning about ten years ago."
He nodded. "Yeah. Look, I have to go and work on more of my homework. I'll be down for dinner later."
Maddie smiled and kissed her son. "All right. Call me if you need anything."
-Archangel-
He stared up at the ceiling and groaned, turning over onto his side and noting the time. 10:36 at night, and he still wasn't asleep for anything in the world. It was hot in the room, the stuffy feeling of humidity seemingly drenching his desire to go and get something to drink. He moaned and got back into the middle of his bed, throwing off the sheets and staring at the ceiling again. Something felt wrong about that night, but he couldn't place his finger on what it was. He lopped his hand over the side of the bed, nearly hitting the cordless phone when suddenly….
"OUT OF MY HOUSE, BASTARD!"
Danny's insides suddenly felt numb with cold, frightening despair as he shot up out of bed and put his hand over his heart. A surge of adrenaline rushed through him as he got out of bed and looked around, morphing into Danny Phantom. Silently, he exited his room and fazed through a wall and into his mother's room, still invisible, where Vlad Masters stood rigid and casting a glare over Madeline Fenton, who was standing and holding a Fenton Bazooka under her arm, charged and ready for firing.
The male seemed to examine his fingers as he stared at Maddie with pulsating blue eyes. "Is that any way to treat me as a guest inside of your home? Honestly, Maddie, I thought that after Jack's death, you'd come home to me."
"I'll never, ever come to you," she whispered in a terrible voice, one that Phantom had never heard her use before. "You were the cause of all things miserable, and that's one thing you can never seem to come to grips with. Get over yourself, Masters! You were never wanted, and you never will be!"
Vlad raised an eyebrow. "I see. You believe no one seemed to care about me." He receded into the shadows of the darkness, his smile still seen. "Trust me, Maddie, some things are better off left unsaid when it comes between you and me."
There was a gasp moments later, and Phantom found himself on the ground, doubled over in pain. Vlad held a strange sort of mini-portal device and threw it at the teen. A flash of light enveloped him, and he screamed, writhing in pain. Maddie whirled around, her eyes like slits, and shot at him with the Fenton Bazooka. Immediately, he stopped after the device turned off, and he lay on the floor, bruised and battered. Two rings of light appeared around him, and Danny lay on the ground in unconscious pain. Maddie's eyes widened with shock. "Danny?"
Vlad's laugh seemed abnormally loud to her ears as she turned the gun towards him. "You! You made me shoot down my son! Masters!"
Two black rings appeared down him, revealing Plasmius, whose grin still lit up the room. "Yes, Madeline, I did. Pity for you that you had no idea that he was half a human, half a ghost. Might I add…" Two large demon wings appeared suddenly, overshadowing the woman, who dropped the gun in distress. "…my secret since the night of Jack Fenton's death."
Silence.
"I killed Jack Fenton."
A maniac laugh filled the room as Maddie Fenton screamed into the oblivious oppression of Amity Park's supposed last ghost hunter.
-Archangel-
Danny blinked blearily, groaning and picking himself up off the floor. His back hurt from the blast of the gun from last night and the strange portal device that Vlad had…
Vlad! He shot up and looked around worriedly, seeing no sign of the sadistic dictator that ruled over the city. What he did find next, though, nearly killed him.
Maddie lay on the ground next to him, a pool of blood under her body, eyes closed and sprawled out onto the floor. He crawled over to her and felt for a pulse. There was none. Tears filled his eyes as he bit his lip, trying hard not to spill his emotions on top of his mother, who lay dead as one could be in the house.
He began to silently sob, remembering the time of his father's death, and simply crouched over Maddie's body, the salty water creating a small puddle next to her pool of blood.
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