Okay, so, here is the much-prodogized Chapter 2 of Thesis Statement! I'm sorry about the long wait, life has just been hectic as of late. But...the good news is that
a.) I've got my Closet Writer's Room (Literally. I'm writing from inside my closet right now. XD)
b.) My noggin is at work thinking up stories and chapters and stuff. :O
c.) I'm actually typing up and writing out my stories.
and d.) ...What was 'd' again? *thinks* I dunno. BUT I DID GET MY WII!!! XD Anyways, enough about my personal life, stalkers. (Jk)
Anyways, here's Thesis Statement Chapter 2: Careening the Carribean//Welcome to the Ghost Zone

Aviso de Derechos: Yo no tengo "Danny Phantom" como mio. Es de 'Butch Hartman'. Pero, yo hago tener una computadora en mi armario. ¿Porque?
Es genial! Es por que.---Lawl wut? This guy's crazy. Anyways, on to the story

"My...my...what?" Danny staggered backwards, tripping up the steps.

"Your twin, Danny," Jazz replied exasperated as she approached her brother.

"Twin...? I don't have a twin! You're lying!" tears strolled down Danny's cheeks; he didn't understand why Jazz would lie to him about it.

"I told you that in confidence, Jazz!" Danny scrambled to his feet, screaming it as he ran upstairs to his room.

"Great," Jazz said sarcastically to her parents, a bit out of character for her, "now Danny thinks I'm a liar." She sighed, "I told you to tell him about it," she warned.

"Why tell him, Jazz?" her mother had a had a half-enraged, half-sympathetic look on her face, "It's not like he can bring Dan back..." Her husband soon chimed in, "And plus, the accident didn't even leave us with a body, or ashes, at least none that we could collect. So he can't pay respects..."
They all sighed in unison as a gray cloud moved into the lab. The cat was out of the bag now, and despite their best at trying to put it back in, it was one ferocious kitty.

"Stupid Jazz! Stupid mom! Stupid dad!" Danny shouted into his pillow as he punched his bed.
"Stupid...fake twin! Stupid everything!" he finished his shouting and brought his head up from his pillow to wipe his leaking, reddened eyes with a tissue.

His family had some moments that angered him, sure, but this lie took the cake and made it ten times bigger, too.

He thrust his face back into his pillow and began to scream unidentifiable words of hate. Jazz walked up to his door and heard his angry screaming and sobbing.

"Uhm...Danny...?" she began, surprised at just how shaky her voice was.

"Go away!" Danny shouted out at the door.

"Listen, Danny..." she said softly, attempting to get her voice under control, "I'm not lying...You really do...well, did...have a twin!"

"Sure I did," Danny spat out sarcastically, "And I'll bet pigs flew too, right? Just go away! I don't want to see you EVER," he made sure to emphasize the last word.

"Fine!" Jazz shouted back, her usual cool temper being dissolved by Danny's rage. She was the only one brave enough to say or do anything, and now it was being turned against her, "But you should see this!" she slid a small envelope underneath the door, side-by-side with a family photo of when Danny and Jazz had been little.
"I'll talk to you when you calm down!" she shouted, stomping away to her own room to calm down and wait for his apology.

"Probably something stupid that I don't even care about..." Danny mumbled as he got up the strength to leave his bed. He picked up his head from his pillow and pivoted so he could see the two objects. He stared at them for so long the image was starting to become imprinted on his brain. He got up and made his way over to the door.

"Stupid Jazz...what is this going to prove?" he picked up the two objects on the floor and then made his way back to his bed. He fell on to it and stared at the family photo.

He'd seen the photo at least a hundred times before on the table in their living room, and it wasn't anything special, so why was Jazz showing it to him? He sighed and put the photo down, staring at the little worn brown paper edges of the envelope. It reminded him of the kind of envelope pictures came in, and, in fact, it was. He slowly opened it and took the few pictures out. He flipped through them.

"Me...me...me..." he flipped again, "me, mom, dad, Ja---" he stared at the picture, his eyes wide with shock.
In the picture, his mother, father, and sister all stared back at him, as was he himself. But, next to him...?
"Oh. My. God." Danny whispered slowly to himself.
He dropped the other pictures he'd been holding in his hand, and held the single photo up close, examining it careful.
"There's no way..." he began, taking the other picture he'd just previously put down and placing it side-by-side with the other picture, one in each hand.
"They're...the same..." Danny trailed off, "Except..who..." his eyes teared up as he gazed at his brother.

In terms of his current family, everyone was the same. His dad was in the picture at the back-left, his mom was in the back-right, his dad's arm around her, Jazz was in front of her, their mother's hand on her arm, and there at the front in the center was Danny and his twin, leaning against one another, arms around one another, giggling and smiling. He flipped the picture around, and on the back it said, "Jack, Maddie, Jazz, Danny and Dan Fenton."

Danny couldn't believe it; Jazz hadn't been lying. He did have a twin!

"But...what happened to him...? Mom started talking about an 'accident' before she saw me..." he began, talking to nobody but himself.
He carefully got out of bed with the two pictures and unlocked his door. As soon as he had, he headed towards Jazz's room, where he was sure she would be.

"Do you believe me now?" she said in a smug, monotonous I-told-you-so tone.

"Ye-Yeah..." Danny sighed, "Tell me."

"What?" She asked, sitting up from her leaning position against the back of her bed, trying to find a starting point.

"Everything."

"Are you serious?!" Danny burst out laughing, unable to hold it inside anymore, "He ran around with a diaper on his head for a week, screaming he was going to be a Power Ranger?!"

"Yeah!" Jazz joined in to his laughter, "Every time mom took it off of him, he stuck it right back on!"

Their laughter continued on for a short time, before slowly dying down, a slightly distant look coming on to Danny's face.

"It sounds like he would've turned out to be a pretty cool brother..."

"I'm sorry, Danny...I've told them to tell you at least a hundred times..."

"It's okay, Jazz..." he sighed, thinking before his expression turned dismal, "So..." he stopped, preparing his psyche for what he was about to be asked and told, "What happened?"

"...To Dan?"

"Yeah..."

"Are you sure, Danny?

Danny shook his head, "Admittedly, no. But...I need to know."

"...Okay, I understand. Well..." she began, looking for words, "...On the night of your fifth birthday's, Dan had just opened up his presents and started to play with a new remote-controlled car he had hot. He was playing around with it while you were playing with one of your toys, and he drove it outside. He was on the front porch with mom following him," her eyes went dark, "...she looked away for a second just to make sure that you or me hadn't come out, but...somehow...Dany had wandered into the street. Before mom could even react, a gas truck hit him and began to skid off the road from the impact..."

Danny's eyes were watery and reflective as tears silently fell from them.

"Then..." he choked out, trying to hold back his sobbing, "Why isn't there a grave...?"

"...After the truck hit Dan and skidded off the road, it crashed into a telephone pole. The wires fell down, and..." tears began to fall from her own eyes as well, "...Nothing was left of him to bury.." their crying intensified as Jazz hugged Danny tightly.

"I'm so sorry, Danny..." she couldn't begin to imagine how her little brother was feeling.

"He...was gone? J-Just like th---" Danny started to choke on a lump in his throat, "th-that?"

The two cried together for some time before their parents came in.

"Jazz...Danny..." their mother began, her eyes as red as theirs, "I'm sorry..."

The family hugged each other, each one crying as much as the next.

"I think we need a vacation," their father whispered quietly.

For the rest of the night, while Danny slept off his emotional pain, their parents looked for somewhere or something to do to get their mind off of the matter. They eventually decided on a cruise that was leaving 7pm the following day.
They booked four tickets and went to bed for the night, waiting to tell their children until the morning.

"Danny..."

Danny groaned. He didn't want someone to wake him up.

"Danny..." the voice repeated.

He sighed in his dream, knowing it would soon end. He stared at his brother one last time, "Dan..." "Danny...!" his brother's voice responded to him.

"Danny!" Jazz shook her brother violently.

Danny opened his eyes and shot his sister a dirty look.

"What, Jazz?"

He wasn't mad at her anymore, and she knew that, but she did wake him up while he was dreaming of his brother, and Danny deemed that a punishable offense.

"Sorry..." she said, looking down, "Mom and dad said to get you up. We're leaving in a few hours."

"Huh? What for? What day is it...?"

"Tuesday."

"What time...?" he sleepily gazed at the clock.

"12:40."

"12:40..." he laid his head back down, then shot up, "12:40!? Lancer's going to kill me!"

"Don't worry, Danny," Jazz smiled gently at her brother, "Mom and dad called and said you'd need some time off because of a family issue. He's excusing you."

"Oh...alright..." Danny said quietly, laying his head back down and suddenly turning angry when he remembered his dream, "Why did you wake me up then? What are we leaving for?"

"Mom and Dad said that we're going on a cruise to help take our minds off of everything," she said simply, hoping not to anger her brother any more.

"Oh..." Danny sighed apologetically.

Jazz hugged her brother, "It's okay. You need time. I get it." she held him in her grasp a moment longer, then let go and kissed him on his forehead, "I'll see you in a little while, Danny."

Danny sighed and laid back down on his bed. His dream...Dan was there. The two had been hugging and sobbing, a small compensation for all the time they had lost together. Of course it had all been a dream, but it was helping him either way. He closed his eyes to remember his brother's face once more. It was nearly identical to his own, but something, which Danny couldn't seem to place his finger on, set him apart from his brother.
He focused on the image in his mind a moment longer before opening his eyes and summoning what was left of his willpower to go and get his things ready to leave.

He packed some shorts and t-shirts (he'd assumed the cruise was heading somewhere tropical) into his suitcase, along with some other necessities, such as boxers, before he headed downstairs.

"All packed?" his mom and dad said in sync. Danny assumed that they had either a.) been practicing what to say to him together, or b.) they had both been really nervous about the situation

"Yeah..." he responded quietly.

"Danny..." his mother began, no longer avoiding the topic.

Danny sighed, "I'm fine. I just need something to help stop thinking about it," he gave her a false smile to reassure her.

"If it makes you feel any better..." his father began, "the doctors said he wouldn't have suffered much."

Danny's eyes immediately went a hue or two darker than usual. He wasn't worried about if his brother had suffered---well, he had, but that was a different matter all together---it was the fact that this seemingly amazing person, his brother, and twin, no less, was gone from his life forever. It was a feeling of hopelessness, emptiness, and despair that usually took months, if not years, to get over; if at all. Danny wanted to remember his twin, what he was really like, what his dreams were. Not the very few and unfulfilling memories his family was able to tell him about.

"...I'm going back to bed," Danny said in a hoarse whisper, holding back tears, "...wake me up when we need to leave."

Danny headed back upstairs and closed his door with a creak, all eyes soon falling upon Jack Fenton. He nervously pulled out his collar.

"...Was it something I said?"

Danny sat lying on his bed, arms folded behind his head. It wasn't much, but his dream had shown him his brother.
His brother. His twin.

"Why couldn't I have been the one to..." Danny stopped, choking on his words. He carefully layed his head to the side, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, before he fell asleep, his brother's image seeming to be right next to him.

"Danny," Jazz called, their whole family packing suitcases and bags into the back of their family RV, "come on!"

Danny sat up slowly and scratched his head, sleep still trying to make him succumb. He thought for a moment. What was going on, again?---"Danny! Come on! The cruise-ship isn't going to wait for us!"---Ah. That was it.

Danny stood up and stretched, various bones cracking to various degrees, the noisiest being his shoulders as he rolled them back. He fixed his hair in the mirror and then grabbed his suitcase, heading downstairs with the black bag in tow.

"Isn't this going to be fun, kids?" their mother swiveled around in her seat to face her two children.

"Yeah..." Danny said with false reassurance.

Their dad started the RV and began driving to their destination, Danny soon giving up on the waking world and succumbing to his body's weakness.

"Danny..." Jazz shook him lightly.

The raven-haired boy immediately got up this time, knowing his sister would just keep bugging him until he was up anyways. He got out of the car and stretched once more, helping his family to bring all the suitcases aboard. Apparently his parents had already checked the tickets in, and all that was left was to board the boat. Danny took one last look at the land he was leaving before heading into the luxourious inside of the ship.

"Everything is so...fancy," Danny said in amazement. He hadn't expected such a nice ship; after all, his parents usually didn't spend money for no reason.
They found their room, 42, and headed inside. There were 3 beds inside, along with a couch, a bathroom, a mini-fridge, a tv, a computer, and lush carpeting and drapery.

"Wow..." the whole family exclaimed in unison.

"I mean, the pictures on their website looked nice..." their mother began, dropping her bags, "But this is..."

"Amazing!" Jazz cried out and jumped for one of the beds, sighing in content at the soft fabric.

Danny mustered a little smile, amused at how Jazz was acting childish, something she would almost never do. He settled on to the bed opposing his sister's and parent's beds, before wondering aloud, "Where is this cruise going anyways?"

"Well, it's going from the Gulf of Mexico through the Carribean and then stopping on some small islands," his mother responded, taking some attire out of her suitcase, "they said we'll be passing through the Bermuda Triangle," she smiled back at him, "I know you like that kind of stuff, Danny."

He smiled; going through the Bermuda Triangle would be a neat experience.

His family waited for the cruise to depart, and then each member went their own ways, leaving Danny in the room.

"I wonder what kind of stuff they have..."

Danny noticed a guide-manual on a nearby table. He picked it up and flipped through the pages.

"Swimming, shows, 24/7 cafeteria access..." his stomach grumbled at the last statement. He hadn't eaten since the day before, and he decided to get some food before anything else.

The next 2 days he spent doing fairly boring things; he swam, played video games, watched TV, chatted with Tucker and Sam (who had both been previously wondering what had happened to Danny, until he explained everything. Both of them thought that him having a twin was great.) Other than that, he slept and showered, waiting for the cruise to get to one of the islands.

On Friday, Danny woke up in the middle of the night, an unexpected shiver running down his back. He looked at the clock.

"3:24?" he had guessed everyone was in bed for the night, all tired from the day's activities, including his own family.

He stretched and opened the room's door, heading out into the hallway to survey things. He looked up and down the hallway; no signs of life whatsoever.

"Weird..." he said, scratching his head as his stomach rumbled, "I guess I'll go get some food..." he whispered to himself.

He turned right from the doorway and headed down the hallway, making another right at the end and turning left at the intersection.
He looked outside through the glass doors of the cruise ship as he made his way through the lobby.

"What's with all the fog?" he pondered, barely able to see anything through the white mist.

He headed over and opened up the heavy glass and steel door, mist pouring into the hallway as he did so. He coughed, as it had a strange taste for some reason, and headed outside looking around. He couldn't see very well to begin with, and, for some reason, the mist was getting thicker by the second.

"What's happening?" Danny coughed out as the fog wrapped around him. His body was going numb and his senses were shutting down; first, touch, then hearing, followed by sight, taste, and, finally, smell. As soon as his sense of smell was gone, Danny passed out, his body in shock from the sudden, unexpected shutdown of his senses.

Danny awoke to a slight shake. He opened his eyes groggily and saw a pale figure with white hair. He closed his eyes and mumbled something incomprehensible, only causing the figure to smirk. Danny was shook again, and he opened his eyes slightly more, noticing a pair of lime-green eyes staring down at him. Once more, however, he closed his eyes and attempted to fall back asleep. The figure finally shook him roughly and Danny opened his eyes to see who the offending person was. Little did he know, person wasn't the best word to describe them. Staring down at the recently sleeping raven-haired boy was a beautiful pale figure, donning white hair and lime-green eyes to counter his own black hair and blue eyes. The features of the figure were strikingly familiar, and he hadn't realized why until he realized they were replicas of his own features. The lime-green eyes didn't falter from staring at Danny, and he began to blush at the strange feeling of being stared at. The figure straightened out from its leaning position, but continued to look down at the boy as it stood up. The figure gave a devilish smile, and before any questions could be asked said in a voice creepily similar to Danny's:

"Welcome to the Ghost Zone."

OMG SOOOOO. XD Sorry about the long wait. I'm also sorry it's been updated on Wednesday. My friend kept forcing me to watch scenes and songs from Repo! The Genetic Opera. It's...interesting. Anyways, that's no excuse. It should've been here yesterday. Literally.
Danny: Yeah, it should have, you jerk. I've been waiting frickin, like, 3 weeks to meet my twin, and you go and pull this little stunt?!
Whoa, Danny...calm down.
Danny: NO! *sobbing at this point* YOU PROMISED ME YOU WOULD HELP ME MEET HIM!!!
Well you are right now!
Danny: But now I have to wait like, another 3 weeks to get to know him! I can't stand it!!
I'm sorry *hugs*
Danny: No, I don't want your hugs. YOUR HUGS ARE FILLED WITH LIES. LIKE CAKE!! AND YOU PROMISE ME THAT ME AND DAN COULD HA---
*covers Danny's mouth* SHUSH! We're not that far in the story yet...Plus we don't even know if it's happening.
XD...Anyways, I really am sorry D: Anywho, tell me what you think of it so far. I kind of really like this chapter's end. It's neat to me. XD Anyways, tell me what you think. WIth much love, ~Shin-Shui~.