Next chapter! it's short, but will leave you in shock!
Disclaimer: I don't own DP!
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The next morning was certainly interesting. The duo walked out of the room side by side - not like they had any choice. Danny and Sam were at the breakfast table, eating cereal.
"Hi Abby, Shadow. Want some cereal?" Danny asked, even though cereal was the only choice.
"Sure, Dad," Abby said cheerfully, too cheerfully.
"Stop faking it," Danny told her.
"How do you do that?" Abby questioned irritably.
"I'm a Dad; I don't have to tell you," Danny responded, a smirk forming on his face.
Abby was known to have a temper. It made it all the easier to tick her off and cause her to lose control, though, which now showed on her face.
The girl poured herself breakfast and then sat at the table. Shadow just stood behind her, not really feeling like he was exactly welcomed to do the same. It was a weird feeling. When he was human; this would be perfectly normal, but as a ghost; he felt unwelcomed to do so, like he didn't belong.
"Aren't you going to eat something?" Sam asked him like she would Jake. She seemed to not find him weird or strange.
"I'm not hungry," he mumbled. It was the truth, the misfit feeling inside of him made all of his hunger vanish.
"At least sit down," Danny offered, indicating to an empty seat.
Shadow awkwardly obliged. He sat silently as they ate their breakfast.
"Why?" Abby asked suddenly, breaking the silence.
Shadow looked at her confused. "Why what?"
"Yesterday, my Dad said that you held back in our fights. Why?" she interrogated.
"I don't want to hurt anyone, even if they're trying to hurt me," the teenage boy explained.
"Then why do you get into fights?" she continued.
"Abby, that's enough," Danny told his daughter firmly.
"No, it's not! He's acting, he's evil!" Abby shouted.
Shadow could only watch in sadness. Then, his misery left and rage took its place. He could feel the anger build and build. He couldn't take it anymore.
"I. Am. Not. EVIL!" he shouted. "You are way too judgmental if after only a few fights that you started, you think I'm evil! What?! So any ghost that is unfamiliar to you is automatically evil?! The only reason that everyone thinks that you're good is because you already had your reputation set up for you! You never had to work for it! If you think that I'm so evil, then maybe I will be! I could have gotten rid of you so long ago, but I didn't because that would be evil! I've had it with you and your prejudice! Mark my words, you chose me as your enemy and you will regret it! I'll become your worst nightmare," Shadow spat, enraged, the hateful words flowing so easily.
He stood up, smashed the wrist band on the table, tore at it, and it broke off his wrist. His eyes glowed a piercing red. He phased through the floor and disappeared into the Ghost Zone.
The Fenton family just sat there baffled.
"What just happened?" Abby asked, confusion filling her mind.
"You just created your own worst enemy," Danny answered grimly.
Little did they know that along with losing Shadow, they lost their son, Jake.
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In the Ghost Zone, Shadow was drifting around. Many purple doors passed him as he moved through the green glowing abyss. He gazed around him, not paying attention to where he was going. He suddenly found himself hitting something. He looked up to see a floating castle. It was made of white-washed stones. A giant wooden door was placed in the middle.
"This looks interesting," he commented. He decided to phase through and see what the structure held.
He found himself in a huge hall. The hall was dim and doors lined all along the walls a short distance in. The grandeur of the area caught Shadow's attention. He let his eyes wander around, inspecting the grand passage in all of its slightly unnerving splendor.
"Haven't you ever heard of knocking?" an old ghost questioned irritably as he landed his black gloved hand on Shadow's shoulder, sending a shiver down the teen's spine.
The half-ghost turned around to find a ghost that looked in his late sixties or early seventies standing behind him, frowning. His skin was wrinkled and tinted blue, his slightly faded black hair formed a curved V, his pupil-less eyes were made completely up of a soul-draining red with dark circles around them, and his ears were pointed. He wore a white suit with black boots, belt, gloves, and a black triangle on his collar. His white cape had an underside of red and formed a high collar around his neck, rising up behind his head.
"I've heard of it, but I'm not in the mood to be polite right now," Shadow said menacingly.
"And why would that be?" the strange figure inquired curiously.
"I have my reasons," the teenage boy replied mysteriously with a hint of the anger he was trying to hide leaking out of his voice.
"Care to elaborate?" the ghost questioned, maintaining an unusual calm.
"I've been shunned from my family and my life has been destroyed. Now all I want…is revenge," Shadow replied darkly.
"Who, exactly, do you want revenge against?" the older ghost asked, intrigued.
"Abby Phantom," he spat.
"What if I could help you get your revenge?"
"I'd like that more than anything." Shadow responded.
"Would you be willing to train under me, let me teach you the skills to accomplish your desire?"
"Yes," Shadow agreed. The deal was set.
"First, you must tell me your name," the elder ordered.
"Shadow. Just Shadow," Shadow responded.
"Ahhh, but I have a feeling that you have another name as well," Shadow's new teacher said, implying that he knew about Shadow's other side.
"Not anymore. As of today, I cease being Jake Fenton and will forever be Shadow," Shadow informed.
"So you are-excuse me-were a Fenton?"
"That is something that I'd rather forget," Shadow admitted sourly.
"Yes, yes, of course. I understand, my child, what it's like. In due time, I can help you leave these horrible feelings behind. Now, come this way, I shall show you where you will stay while I train you." The ghost commanded him, moving to lead him down the long hall.
"Wait! First, what is your name?" Shadow requested.
"Plasmius. Vlad Plasmius," the ghost replied.
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