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A Phantom Story

Chapter 7

Everything appeared in slow motion. The vicious ghost beast flew towards us with it's bloody eyes begging to hurt the innocent humans, and it's mouth wide open, showing it's sharp yellow teeth that could cut you in half in a second. Danny's hand grabbed mine, telling me we had to get out of the building. He tried pulling me, but I just stood still, mesmerized by the sight that was going to kill us. My feet were glued to the ground, my eyes were stuck on the window, my butt was glued to my seat. It was impossible for me to get up and run.

But something caught me out of my trance. I felt Danny's hand slide around my waist, and his other around my legs. He swooped me up, and carried me in bridal style. If I wasn't so paralyzed and a little terrified right now, I would've struggled to get out of his grasp. I looked over his shoulder, and wide eyed. The monster was about to crash into the windows.

I clutch my eyes and cover my face into Danny's shoulder, praying to God for us to make it out alive. I heard the sound of glass breaking, and it scattering all over the ground. I open my eyes and look over Danny's shoulder just a tiny bit to see us going down the stairs, the monster out of our sight. I sighed in relief, believing that we were safe.

But unfortunately, I was wrong.

The beast appeared in front of us, which made me scream. Danny flinched, and ducked us underneath it's arms. I saw the monster look at us in the nefarious way I ever saw anyone could have made. I looked at the path in front of us to see a door to the exit sign that everyone was running to. I could feel Danny's legs move even faster as we got even closer to the door.

It felt like this whole scene was just a dream or even a daydream. It felt so unreal to me. It felt like this could not be happening and in reality, I'm in my comfy bed, or bored to death as I listen to Mrs. Kurs talk on and on about the past. Oh, how I wish this was a dream. Oh, how I wish.

But soon, freedom overwhelmed us and we were safely out of the building. Students and teachers sprawled everywhere around the town, screaming and yelling for someone to help. I looked at Danny for the first time to see his face focused on the road ahead of us, not even looking back.

And that's when I wondered, why did he save me? I mean, we barely even knew each other! He should have ran to Tucker or Valerie to help them! I mean, they're his friends. He should care about them more… not me.

It was then that we reached a house that had an enormous sign that said, "Fenton Works", blinking orange and yellow lights. It was too noticeable to miss. But I wonder, why is he taking me here, and why are people surrounding the place with horrified looks?

He dropped me by the huge crowd of people. He looked at me and I looked at him. I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms.

"Go in Fenton Works and stay there. You'll be safe," Danny demanded and assured. He then started walking the other way.

"Where are you going?" I asked. Danny stopped and turned to face me.

"I'm going to get more people from the school and bring them here," he answered. He then started walking again.

"Why?" I asked, suddenly. He stopped in his tracks once again and turned his head to his right, looking at me.

"Why what?" he questioned, confused.

"Why did you save me?"

He turned his head back to the road ahead of him. He took a deep sigh before answering.

"For many reasons…" and with that, he left, leaving me alone with the crowd of strangers.

I sat down on the couch of the Fenton Works building, watching the news. I was very intrigued in it, and wanted to know if people died or survived. But what really caught my eye was when Phantom appeared. He battled the nefarious monster ghost, and kept me worrying about him. What if he got hurt? What if he injured his arm, leg, or any part of his body? What would he do? What would… I do?

I watched and watched as Phantom got kicked and punched from the ghost who tried to kill me. I was in frustration at the TV. It was like watching a TV show that was so frustrating during a battle that you just want to climb in there, and kill the bad guy. And that's exactly what I wanted to do. And if I wanted to do that, I wasgoing to.

So I got up from the couch, zoomed down the basement where the Fentons had said where their lab was, and looked at my surroundings. Weapons and ghost gear were on the shelves and walls. I started picking weapons out randomly, not caring if I didn't know how to use them. The last thing I grabbed was a container that looked like a can full of soup you would put in a lunch box.

And without hesitation, I ran up the stairs to the kitchen, ignored the Fentons yells of "Get back here with my inventions, you thief!", and ran out the door to safe my best, ghostly friend.

I saw Phantom sprawled all over the ground, looking all tired and beat up. And that's when the sensation of anger hit me. When someone messes with my friend, they'll have to pay the consequences. But when they try to kill them, they're toast.

I whipped out a weapon from my pocket, and found out that it was shaped as a gun. Good. I thought. We're getting somewhere.

I pulled the trigger with my sweaty palms and shot directly at the ghost's head. I kept shooting at it, until it finally collapsed on the ground. I then ran to Phantom with no hesitation. He was breathing heavily, and had bruises and cuts all over his face. His eyes were half open, showing his dull glowing green eyes. I kneeled down to him and put one of my hands on his.

"Are you okay?" I asked. He tried to sit up, but I held him down.

"Sam, I'm fine, let me up." Phantom answered and commanded. I shook my head.

"You're not fine. Just look at you!" I exclaimed. "You got cuts and bruises all over your face! And possibly even more under that suit of yours!" Phantom sighed and was soon no longer in my sight. I then panicked. Where was he? Where did he go?

It was then that I turned and looked behind me, and I saw him standing there, arms crossed. I narrowed my eyes at him, angry that he disobeyed me. Well… not like I was his mother or anything, but he still disobeyed his friend, and that's not okay.

"You can't keep me down forever, you know," he said with a smirk. I narrowed my eyes even tighter.

"You're hurt," I hissed. "You need to rest."

"I'll heal," he replied.

"But still… I can't afford you to get hurt!" I exclaimed.

"And neither can I," he replied, softer than me. "I'm the hero of this town. Its my job to keep you safe, not yours."

"Phantom, I can take care of myself," I argued.

"Well, you need a body guard once in a while. And here I am."

"I don't need your help, Phantom. Even though you got the ghost powers, I got the weapons." I patted the gear that I wore while saying the statement. Phantom sighed in irritation.

"I'm the hero, Sam. I need to protect you," he shot at me.

"You don't need to be the hero all the time, Phantom." I shot back. It was then that uncomfortable silence filled between us. I can tell I angered him by seeing that he had clutched his fists together, but took a deep breath and blew it out to calm himself down. He then stared at me right in the eye.

"You're right, I don't," he agreed. "But I choose to. Know why? Because its my job, and I'm proud of it. Because without me, everyone would have been dead right now."

"What about the Fentons?" I asked.

"They're like my sidekicks, sort of, but the only problem is that they hate my guts… they think I'm the enemy…" Phantom answered. I sighed. But then something mesmerizing caught my eye. The monster sat up from the ground, and looked at me like it was going to kill me. Which it was. Considering that it was an evil ghost.

"Look out!" I shouted. Phantom turned around and saw the ghost flying towards me. Phantom then flew towards me, knocking me out of the monster's way, and took the hit for me.

"PHANTOM!" I screamed out of agony. I ran to where the monster held him. I snapped out my weapon gun and shot the ghost, but nothing was happening. It was then that I used the soup container, and it sucked the ghost away in it. I then smiled proudly, but vanished as I went to go save Phantom.

But when I located where he was, I found no other than Danny, sprawled on the ground, passed out with cuts and bruises all over his poor pale body.

Short, I know, but next chapter will be longer.

So what will happen? What happened to Phantom? Will Sam help Danny? Find out in chapter 8! :D