Acck, is being all somehow… Is anyone else having these problems, you do to upload new document and it just dies, freaking twitching on the floor die. I can't seem to upload, that's good news for writing but bad new to updating so ya'll can read this stuff. Anyway, chapter two of my little plot bunny.
Sam packed her bags; everything in them was black, just like in high school. She frowned at the invite then stuffed it in her jacket pocket. She'd already cleared her schedule (the nice thing about being the CEO is that you could do that) and she had brought camping supplies. Sam planned on camping in her old mansion if it was safe enough, or in the park if it wasn't. Sam put the ecto gun in her coat, it was the only thing she really had left of Danny now, even her binder, that served as her photo album from back then, had been left at her house.
Sam took a deep breath hauling the bags to the car, most of it was food and camping supplies. Turning back around and locking the door she looked at the invite once more. If things went according to planed, Sam should arrive at Amity by tomorrow, in the evening.
Pulling out her keys Sam put them into the ignition and started her little compact car driving out of the city and back to a town she'd never thought she'd return to.
(Yeah, another one of those line break things I'm too lazy to put in, so sue me. (Please don't I don't make any money of any of this and am pretty broke))
Tucker pulled the time capsule up in his backyard. It was one of the few things he'd never forget. He opened it up, a small ecto gun was inside, then a picture of him Sam and Danny all laughing their arms over one another's shoulders. There was a Fenton Thermos among other things in it.
"Hey, babe!" Tucker's wife called, "Hurry, or we'll be late, you said you wanted to rent a hotel."
"Yeah, I'm coming." Tucker climbed into the drivers seat after stowing the time capsule underneath his seat, putting the lock back on it. He looked over at his wife and kissed her, "I distinctly remember you wanting the hotel room." Tucker smiled. His wife shrugged.
"Why you want to camp out in a ghost town is beyond me." She sighed, then smiled, "But at least I'll have you."
(Sorry these things are kinda short but I'm trying to get everyone where they should be at the right time, and I still have to show off what Danny's been doing.)
I opened my eyes the next morning, then summoned the replica's of my family, my mom coming in and waking me up. I smiled and hugged her surprising her thoroughly before she left to make breakfast, or rather pour a bowl of cereal. I made my way downstairs, Jazz getting into the shower as I went down. I smiled at my parents. Dad was working of an invention; mom was pouring milk into my bowl of cereal. I ate it and thanked her before leaving, letting the replica's fade away the shower turning off upstairs. I pulled the door shut not bothering to lock it because anyone who wanted to break in wouldn't be hindered by locked door. I closed my eyesand breathed in the morning air. A cool breeze brought memories of my past back. Everything had changed so suddenly, one day everyone was here, the next they were all gone. I'll never forget the horror the day after, those who hadn't made it out were dead, and there I was in the midst of it all, still very much alive. I was alive, while countless others had died, I couldn't save them all, perhaps it was my guilt holding me back, the fact that I couldn't face them, my parents. After all these years I toyed with the idea of going back, but they thought their son was dead, and they had finally found peace with that. I couldn't show up and ruin that for them now. Besides what would I say?
"Hi mom, hi dad, I'm sorry I've been hiding out in the ruins of my hometown this entire time, oh and by the way if you noticed I haven't aged it's because I'm half ghost, please don't tear me apart molecule by molecule…" yes because that would go over so well. I walked down the streets sighing. The town was almost finished; I had two more blocks to do. I'd do the penultimate one today, today then the final one tomorrow. I headed toward the edge of town; the last two unfinished blocks near the edge were sad and lonely looking. Hopeless pits of nothingness, bodies could still be there. I knew there weren't because I'd cleaned all the bodies out the first week, finding them all graves and putting them to rest. Most of them hadn't stuck around to become ghosts, but a few had. No one I knew thankfully, but plenty I didn't. They'd all moved on since, all but me.
I whistled, the sound would be eerie in the ghost town, just me in it, but I was used to the utter quiet now, the deathly quiet that gave a new meaning to "silent as the grave". Turning down the streets and making my way past shops, stores, and homes that were all in the same condition now as they had been the morning everyone had woken up, I shuddered. I knew why Lancer disliked it, the town, the way it seemed like everyone had fallen asleep but would be walking about in just a few minutes. Like someone had turned the town off, but with a flick of the switch it would be bustling with life again. It was creepy, lonely, and desolate, I could go on and on but the point has been made… I hope.
I picked up my pace running up the hood of a car and jumping off it.
"Goin' ghost!" I said turning into Phantom and flying to the last two blocks on the edge of town. I looped and flipped around running across the sides of the buildings and tumbling and performing acrobatics to the next. I pulled to a stop when I got to the last blocks left, sitting on the side of the building of the block across from the burned out shell. Taking a deep breath and composing myself I began to bend reality. The skeleton of the building regaining flesh and a face so to say, windows forming in newly created windows, the charred structure giving way to a new sturdier one. I created from nothing, well not nothing, the building had been there before, had existed once before, so I guess I was recreating. I looked at the building, the rest of the block assembling around it. If I was going to get out of here, I had to fix my town first. I didn't know what I would do once I was done, but I had only one more day to figure it out, whatever it was. The block was done on this side. I flew to the other side and began making changes, rebuilding the fallen structure. As the construction drew to a close I smiled. One more block, one more day, tomorrow I would come and finish it, the last block… the last one.
(Ok… line break time…)
Valerie looked at her boyfriend.
"Please Val." Derek said making puppy dog eyes.
"Ugh, why do you have to be such a paranormal junkie." Val sighed rolling over and looking up at the ceiling.
"Come one, I want to see the town where you grew up, I doesn't just have to do with the fact that Amity Park is ghost town central." Derek said rolling till he was hovering over Valerie and giving her puppy dog eyes.
"Fine." Valerie said. Derek blanched.
"Whoa, seriously?" he asked.
"Yeah, so stop nagging me." Val said. Valerie had agreed to go, but there was something else she needed to do there, a debt that needed to be paid… if the debtor was in fact still there. He hadn't saved Danny's life, so he would pay for it with his afterlife.
"Great, I'll pack the bags." Derek said having no idea about her hidden motives.
"Just you wait ghost boy, I'm coming for you now." Valerie promised.
(Yeah… so another one of these things ok?)
Star didn't live to far away; just a state or so over, she would make it in time for the reunion. She should anyway. Honestly Star didn't want to go, but something nagged at her to go, something told her she needed to. Star didn't want to listen, but she had a feeling she'd regret it either way. It wasn't like anybody's ghosts would be there, right? Star tried to convince herself of this fact, but remembering her life in Amity Park this wouldn't be so. Star gripped her bags angrily throwing them in the back of the car. The reunion wasn't till tomorrow, but Star wanted to be there to check it out before hand. Star started the car and began driving all the while knuckles white from gripping the steering wheel. She should arrive at about lunch, then Star thought, then she'd get a hotel nearby and attend, but… Star just had to see what had become of the town since she'd left, no human had set foot in there since the town went up in flames. Star wanted to see what had become of it.
(Another line breaky thingy… yeah… enjoy)
Kwan managed to scrape together some money, his teacher's salary didn't leave much room for any luxuries. Amity Park wasn't that far, so Kwan figured if he left early enough he could make it to Amity Park before lunch, it was in the same state after all, but the traffic was what worried him. Kwan wanted to see what became of the town little did he know Star did too. Arriving in Amity with a coffee high he parked near the Park and proceeded to wander around.
A petite statured boy sat at a table humming tunelessly. The boy had whit hair and was in a Hazmat suit. Kwan's memories recognized the figure bringing up images of the boy in battle, protecting his town. The boy didn't turn around.
"What are you doing here." Phantom asked almost exasperated.
"Uh… high school reunion." Kwan mumbled. Phantom laughed.
"I'd give anything to go to my high school reunion." Then Phantom turned his acid green eyes on Kwan making him shudder, "But when you haven't aged in fourteen people start to notice." He smiled sadly, "I was hoping to avoid all of you."
"Why?" Kwan asked brow furrowing in confusion, Phantom floated up from the table landing down in front of Kwan and taking in the 250 pound trim science teacher and football coach.
"People I knew, people I grew up with, so to speak, all gone and left me behind." Phantom shook his head, "All grown up, jobs, lives, while I've been here… I never thought agelessness would be such a curse." Phantom sighed, "I'll see you around Kwan." Then he flew away. Kwan watched the white haired boy leave, then he turned back to his car and turned it off.
(Yeah.. so…. Any names for Tucker's wife yet, I can't go much further with out it.)
I was sitting on a table in the park, that's when if felt it, a nagging presence in the back of my mind. Someone else had entered the town. I didn't move, what were the chances of the person being someone that knew Danny Fenton? I decided not to take the risk, but they'd probably think Fenton was a ghost anyway. But for good measure, I went ghost, issuing a semi silent goin' ghost. I sat at the table not really moving, humming a little really not too any song. The presence grew stronger and I heard a car pull up just outside the park. I heard footsteps. Someone froze behind me.
"What are you doing here?" I asked the intruder, why did they have to be here now?
"Uh… high school reunion." A voice answered. Must be my high school, maybe I'd go, the thought made me laugh.
"I'd give anything to go to my high school reunion." I turned to face the intruder, he shuddered, it half surprised me to see Kwan, but only half. "But when you haven't aged in fourteen years people start to notice." I tried to smile like it was a joke, "I was hoping to avoid all of you people anyway." I told him, not sure why I was sharing this with a guy who had stuffed my head in the toilet. I figured going ghost had been a good move now.
"Why?" asked my confused former tormentor.
"People I knew, people I grew up with, so to speak, all gone and left me behind." I shook my head, why couldn't he understand this, but then I supposed he wouldn't, he was the one still fourteen, "All grown up, jobs, lives, while I've been here… I never thought agelessness would be such a curse." I sighed sadly at this; I never really thought about living forever until then, and it seemed like such a drag, "I'll see you around Kwan." I told the man in front of me; I'd spilled my guts enough already. I headed toward my house again, another presence tickled the back of my mind, I ignored it favoring instead to playing another song on my guitar.
(Ok… so any ideas yet for Tucker's wife's name? Tell me in your reviews)
Kwan looked up hearing music, his thoughts jumped to Ember McClain, a popular musician a while back, why he wasn't sure. The song was sad, but vaguely familiar, like when you hear a song in your dream, and you swear you knew all the words, but when you wake up you don't even remember what song it was. Kwan lingered a little longer in the park then tried to track down the sound of the music.
(Ja… so one of these things and yeah…)
Lancer pulled into town rolling down his windows in case he heard that strange music again. The car rolled up by the park, however on the opposite side from where Kwan was parked. Lancer had indeed hear the music again, it was emanating from Fenton Works. Lancer didn't want to go see what had become of his former pupil, but from what he'd seen, he'd have to be a ghost. Danny's body had never been found, but that didn't mean anything did it, no one's bodies had been found, no one had come back to claim them. Lancer could only imagine the stink that filled the city after a week or so. Lancer looked around at the surprisingly well kept park. There were no remains, just leaves and grass.
Was it possible for someone to survive here for ten years? Lancer thought back to the Danny he saw in the school, come to think of it he hadn't had a ghostly glow like most ghosts, in fact he looked no different than he had the last time Lancer saw him, but then again most ghosts didn't age did they?
Lancer saw a car pull up and a petite blonde woman get out, she shielded her eyes against the sun. The woman noticed lancer and made her way to him.
"Hey Mr. L." Star smiled.
"Hello Ms… er… Star." Lancer said.
"Yeah…" she paused, "Do you hear that music I've been hearing it since we got here and I don't know if it's in my head or not."
"No, it's not, it's coming from Fenton Works." Lancer sighed, Star scrunched up her eyebrows.
"So do you think its…" Star let the end dangle not quite sure she wanted to complete the sentence.
"I hope not, for his sake, I hope not." Lancer said. The former teacher and pupil stared at the sky.
(Ok, line break time…. Keep reading, keep reading)
Kwan turned the corner the music growing stronger with each step. Sometimes Kwan would take a wrong turn and it would get quieter but now the music was so loud it had to be here somewhere. Kwan finally got to a point where the music was the loudest, but there was no one there, he looked around finally realizing where he was standing. He looked up at the too big sign and the odd attachment on the roof.
"This is Fenton Works." Kwan said aloud to himself, what else could it be, the sign did say Fenton Works after all. Heart pounding he turned the door knob, the music cutting off abruptly. A messy haired teenage boy with blue, blue eyes came down the stairs a guitar in his hands
"What are you doing here." Danny demanded, his eyes flashing green for a split second. Kwan couldn't tell if he'd actually seen his eyes change color or not, he didn't stick around to find out. Kwan was out the door and halfway past the park when he finally slowed down. Being a coach he had to keep in shape, but he hadn't run that fast for that long since he lived here, Kwan found that sort of ironic.
"Kwan?" A woman's voice asked, Kwan looked up.
"Star?" He asked.
"What are you running from?" Star asked confused. Kwan took a deep breath.
"Danny Fenton."
(I WAS THE TURKEY ALL ALONG!)
I felt another presence in my town, they were just full of them weren't they. I guess it was Lancer, the other had to be Kwan, I had no idea who the new one was. I kept playing my guitar bored with nothing to do, I supposed I could play pranks on the humans, but did I really want that? I sighed; I was halfway into another song when someone was in my house. Why were they there? I wandered down stairs expecting Skulker, but found Kwan instead. Did my past insist on smacking me in the face?
"What are you doing here?" I said angrily, this wasn't my day in the slightest was it? I glared at him, he ran away like he'd seen a ghost… I looked down, and my face went blank. Great, he saw Fenton. I looked back up, Kwan was already half a block away, I bet he hadn't had to run that fast since he lived in Amity Park. Oh, the irony. I laughed bitterly, why did this happen to me, I went back upstairs and finished the song.
(ok, sorry that was a short little excerpt, but next is a little bit longer.)
"Why are they having the reunion in the ghost town anyway?" Tucker's wife complained.
"I guess because it's the easiest and cheapest way." Tucker shrugged.
"Why couldn't it just be in California?" she asked while waiting in the terminal.
"You just want to stay home don't you?" Tucker asked, his wife smiled and rewarded him with a kiss.
"You know me to well." She smiled.
"Well, we're still going to have to drive a while." Tucker said.
"Yeah, Amity doesn't have a working airport does it." She sighed.
"Not for a while now, but that doesn't stop some from flying." Tucker smiled remembering his best friend… then he frowned, his eyes growing slightly misty.
"What is it babe?" his wife asked.
"Memories, nothing to worry about." Tucker forced a smile. His wife knew better than to press the subject, unlike some females that always want to know what's wrong. Don't get me wrong she was still worried, and wanted to know, but she'd find out things in time, Tucker would usually tell her eventually. Then again he had never told her about his other friend, there was Sam, then there was always a mystery boy in the background. Tucker's wife hoped she'd meet him at this reunion, but it was very possible he had perished in the fires, Tucker's reaction to anything about him certainly led her to believe so. But Tucker also insisted that his mystery friend was alive, or still existed.
"Babe?" Tucker asked breaking into his wife's mental rant.
"Oh, sorry, just spacey to day, you want to get some food?" she asked, Tucker smiled.
"You know me to well." Tucker smiled. His wife nodded they got some quick food before their plane was to leave. Tucker seemed fine now to his wife, but, she thought, he was always really good at hiding his emotions, even if he was a terrible liar.
(ok… no to Sam.)
Sam sighed pulling up at the restaurant, it was a train car dinner like the one Tucker and Danny had eaten in with her when Freakshow had tried to ruin his life. That was fourteen years ago… Of course the dinner wasn't the same one but the memory of it was what inspired her sentimentality. Sam put the car into park and got out, she walked in taking a seat at the bar area and placing her order to the smiling waitress that rode up on really old-fashioned skates. A young African American couple sat in one of the booths, they were ordering ever piece of meat on the menu practically. Sam watched the man reminded her of Tucker, she kept glancing at him, the way he fiddled with a high tech PDA and they way he adjusted his glasses. A couple minutes later the waitress came back with her salad.
"Um… excuse me, I don't want ham on this, I'm an ultra recyclo vegetarian." Sam said trying to be polite. The girl seemed a little peeved about that but took the salad back.
"I haven't heard that in ages." The African man said in the back. Sam looked over at him.
"Really now?" Sam asked skeptical.
"Yeah, I had a friend a while back who was an ultra recyclo vegetarian." He laughed.
"Well I had a friend who was a meat conosour." Sam raised an eye brow getting suspicious, "I don't believe I caught your name."
"Tucker Foley, but you can call me TF for Too Fine." Tucker smiled, Sam's heart jumped.
"Still using that cheese pickup line?" She asked. If Tucker had any suspicions they were now confirmed.
"Nah, just with old friends Sam, you see I don't need to pick up any girls." Tucker smiled gesturing to the woman with him, "This is my wife, and partner for life."
"This is Sam?" Asked the woman.
"I am Sam." Sam said with a smile, nice to meet you.
"Come on Sam join us." Smiled Tucker. Sam nodded for old times sake.
"How's life?" Sam asked, "I heard you created that new phone thing that's out on the market."
"Yep, that baby made me a very rich man, as did my other inventions." Tucker smiled then held up his own phone, "How ever I saved the best for last." He smiled.
"Do you still have your old PDA?" Sam asked, Tucker nodded.
"Yeah, it's in the car in my time capsule, I probably still have the purple back gorilla stuff in there, at least we know we'll be safe it we run into Skulker." Tucker laughed.
"We'll be safe anyway, it's not like the town is without protection." Sam said, Tucker stopped laughing and looked solemn.
"Sam…" he started, his wife noticed the change.
"Tucker he promised he'd be back and I believe him, maybe he just can't leave."
"Sam, I know you want to believe he's still there." Tucker glanced at his wife, "But how can he have survived that long?"
"I don't know." Sam admitted. Tucker's wife looked at the two old friends.
"Is this the mystery friend I've missed so much about?" She asked. Sam and Tucker exchanged looks.
"His name was Danny." And that's all they said.
(And… yeah… another line break thing, this should be the last one.)
Valerie grimaced at the dinner.
"Couldn't you have picked a better place to eat?" she asked Derek, he smiled sheepishly.
"Come on train car dinners are amazing." Derek laughed and put the car in park then shut of the engine.
"Fine." Valerie crossed her arms entering; she noticed a couple in the back with a Goth woman. Her eyebrows rose, her mind jumping to Tucker and Sam, but what were the odds seriously. Valerie took a seat behind the odd group with her boyfriend.
"His name was Danny." She heard the African man and the Goth woman say, then the Goth woman changed.
"IS Danny, his name is Danny." The woman said. Valerie looked up.
"Danny?" she asked causing the group to look over at her, "As in Danny Fenton?"
Yes I got like two reviews on the last chapter, I'm going to dance now (not said with any sarcasm whatsoever) *does the carmelldansen. Yes!
Ok, to my reviewers.
Fan reader: Great, you're reading this, and you answered questions. I think that Sam and Tucker will meet Danny in the next chapter. Still playing with the reunion idea. I like angie though, I'll probably name her in the next chapter.
Frostphantom: I 'm really glad you like it. It makes me kinda sad though, longing for his past, and yeah… so enjoy.
Glad you two reviewed. Thank you, thank you, thank you. And Please keep reviewing.