I do not own Danny Phantom.
I should be doing my Book Report.
But here I am.
He knew it was the end, the way he was back up into the corner of an alley with a knife against his throat kind of gave the answer away. The knife pressed lightly into his neck, breaking the skin slightly. He could feel the night air on his small cut and he shivered.
"I've been waiting a long time to do this, kid." The figure holding the knife said.
The raven haired boy narrowed his eyes as he replied back "So you were stalking me?"
He knew it was a bad response, knowing he was going to get killed…but why not spend his last moments being the sarcastic person he usually was?
"You think you can get away, Phantom?" the man asked mockingly.
Blue eyes widened in shock.
"That's right, I know your little secret," he spat out the word as if it were a disease "it didn't take long to figure out, you're just not careful of the places you transform."
The boy opened and closed his mouth, not sure what to say. After a few moments he just stared at the man before bursting into laughter.
"No last words?" the man questioned as he dug the knife deeper.
The boy only laughed harder.
I apologize that these are short, they were written in a notebook.
What do you expect?
HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS NEXT FRIDAY!
WOoT!