Plushiemon asks why I'm writing one-shot angst fics. Doi. It's my job as a writer to make you all weep and flood the city of Amity Park. When you visit there, of course…
Challenge by Plushiemon.
3. Abyss
A never ending space of darkness is where they both belonged…
The abyss of darkness. One always wonders what lies in there. Is it insanity, despair, hate, rage? No one knows about this except one person. Vlad Plasmius, or Vlad Masters, depending on your point of view as a citizen or a ghost teenager, has lived in this place and always will. It swallows him whole, gives him power, energy, and desire for anything he wants. Sometimes, he does try to dig out of that hole and find a light to humanity, but it simply grabs him and keeps a hold on his neck, forcing him deeper into the dark.
Plasmius wants to drag another person into the hole with him. His name is Danny Fenton, or Danny Phantom, and every day, he continues reaching for his goal of having the boy as his son. To mold him into the hybrid he was meant to be. The more Plasmius tries to take him, the more Phantom fights back. So he pulls even harder.
And once, he nearly did pull him under.
"Ah. Daniel."
The phantom teen's eyes widened, hands alight with green energy. "What do you want? Can't you leave me alone in peace?"
Plasmius stroked his bearded chin in amusement. "I haven't bugged you for the past week and a half, my boy. You act like it's a nightmare for me to try and talk to you. Is it that much of a problem?"
Phantom blinked, confused by this. His hands stopped glowing for a moment. "What are you up to now?"
He raised an eyebrow. "I always have to have some sort of plot in mind when I face you. Fine. I confess. I have a plot in mind for you."
The teen hybrid's hand began to glow again with ecto-energy. "I'm listening."
Plasmius' hand became alive with pink energy. "I'm going to pull you into the dark abyss of despair, Daniel. You know the old saying: misery loves company."
Phantom smirked. "And in this case, it'd be a cat."
The billionaire gritted his teeth. "That's beside the point, little badger." He shot a ghost ray at the boy, who jumped out of the way and fired one of his own. Plasmius growled in anger and put up a ghost shield. "Stop fighting me. I know for a fact that you are too weak to defeat me!"
Phantom roared, throwing himself for the man with all his strength. Amazingly enough, he knew that the child was going to attempt to inflict damage upon him. He grabbed the teen's arms and suddenly whirled him around right into the tree. Phantom's eyes suddenly widened as Plasmius held him against the wood, red eyes full of hate and malice. He glared at the forty year old defiantly. "What's wrong, fruit loop? Lost your edge and deciding to shove innocent ghost children into the wall?"
Plasmius brought his fist into the teen's stomach. "Damnit, Danny. Is that you think of me as?"
He screamed in pain, tears stinging his eyes. "What is wrong with you?!"
The male grinned, plunging another punch into the solar plexus. "The abyss of darkness is for half-breeds like you and I, my child. The power it has given me is more than any pleasure I could get from you. If you joined me in that endless fall, I could make you the most powerful hybrid known to humankind! Daniel, people would fear you!"
"Never!" Phantom sneered through gritted teeth.
Plasmius merely sighed. "Your loss."
He nearly punched the boy with an ecto-filled hand, but Phantom stunned him, spitting blood onto his face. The taste of his own had been coming from his stomach and into his mouth, feeling very sickening- unlike anything he had ever known. Plasmius dropped him, and he managed to kick the half ghost aside, wiping his face. Blood was still in his mouth as he winced with disgust and fear. "No, Vlad. It's your loss."
With an inhumane snarl, Plasmius crashed into Phantom, both landing into the lake of Amity Park. The two creatures fought and struggled, Plasmius pulling on Phantom's leg deeper into the water. The boy wrenched himself to the surface, his archenemy still gripping his leg. He wanted to go up, but Plasmius dragged him down and slammed the teen into the ground. He heard a bone crack. His arm had broken, and all Plasmius was doing was landing punches and kicks into the stomach and the head.
"Fuck it!" he screeched at the top of his lungs. "Get off of me!"
He clenched up and bellowed, his most powerful Ghostly Wail being unleashed upon his foe. Plasmius went flying back into the air and away from the scene, so it appeared. He moaned angrily and tried to get up. The guy had problems. What was this about an abyss that he was going to be dragged into?
An abyss of darkness? Was that even possible?
Plasmius stood over him again. Sure, he was bruised, battered, and bloodied, but there was still the look on his face. He was pissed off, and anyone could have seen that when he grabbed a newly morphed Danny Fenton by his raven-messed hair and stared into his eyes. Danny began to feel disoriented, sick, and in and out of the world in which he lived. The last thing he heard before he went into pure unconsciousness was Plasmius' mocking voice.
"You will join me, Daniel. You will join me in the abyss of darkness…"
Due to Plushiemon's extremities for angst and depression, there will more than likely be another thing based off of this experience. Man, Plasmius was evil in this. Reviews are appreciated. Much love, friends. Thanks for reading.