I do not own Danny Phantom.
You know what?
I hate my dad.
That's that.
Sam stared at the dirty walls around her. She wrinkled her nose when she smelled mold.
Why was she here again?
She whimpered when she heard a door open somewhere. Was it down or up? Where was she? What did they want with her?
Where was Danny?
She could remember being with Danny before something hit her head….and it all went black.
"Save me Danny." She murmured as she heard another door open, this time it was her door….
In walked a boy with a mask on his face. The mask showed only no emotion. The boy stood there, staring at Sam.
"What do you want with me!" she exclaimed after a few moments of silence.
The boy chuckled, leaned in closer to her and murmured "I don't want anything with you. You and every other person in here can rot for all I care." Sam thought she could recognize something about his voice. She slowly tried to grab his mask but found out she could not.
Her arms and legs were in chains.
She gave the masked boy a fierce look before saying "You can rot in hell you bastard."
The boy gave another laugh and left her alone at last. Once he left she burst into tears and murmured over and over "Save me Danny."
Her door opened once again and someone walked in, his blue eyes locked on her amethyst gaze. "Danny…" she murmured with a small smile on her face. Danny smiled back; only to her it seemed so cold and cruel.
"Hello Sam….." he whispered. His hand reached out to stroke her cheek and she leaned into his touch.
He quickly pulled his hand away and bent low to whisper in her ear "I am never going to save you Sam…."
He turned and quickly walked away, leaving the girl to wish for someone to save her.
Aren't I cold and cruel to Sammikins?
Yes I am.
Deal with it.