Author note:

Daianagal: Gracias

~CWA

Chapter 5-Death:

Danny:

I slowly started to walk out of the school. Phoebe, Margi, and Adam- I was glad I didn't run into them after this morning. They kept asking me questions and kept being nosy. I answered some though ('Did you use to live in Amity Park?' "…..yes…" 'Did you use to be Danny Fenton?' "…..yes…" 'Why lie?' "…..safer…"). Tommy and I walked side by side. We spent a lot of time together- I think I made a new best friend. He told me about Phoebe and her poem. If I didn't know any better than I would say Tommy had a crush on Phoebe- and it was returned. I wondered if those two might go out together. I mean, if they did- it was sweet, but it would be dangerous. People didn't like zombies as much as it is. If those two started dating, it would cause uproar.

"Phoebe….asked me….out…"

I looked at Tommy,
"And?"
"I….I said yes…."
I would have smiled if I could but looking at Tommy's face I could tell he was trying to smile. His eyes didn't seem as dull either- odd.

"Be…careful," I warned. Who knows how people would react? Especially that Pete guy. He's trouble.

"I plan to."
Tommy and I started to walk back to the haunted house. We were slow walkers, but we weren't as slow as some of the others. We were, much later, in the woods. I spotted Evan near the edge of the forest planting something. He was slow moving but he seemed to enjoy whatever it was he was doing. Tommy caught me looking at him,

"Evan….enjoys….to garden….he made a garden….out here…white fence…and all…"
I would've smiled. It was nice that he found something he liked. When we arrived at the haunted house, it was in a frenzy.

"You….and Phoebe," Karen asked Tommy as we walked up, "that…is asking for trouble…"
"I know….but it might….show everyone….we are not….that different."
If that was why he said yes to Phoebe- just to prove zombies could do it- then screw him.

"But," Tommy continued, "I….really do…like her."

Okay, he wasn't that bad of a guy then. Better than most jackasses that was for sure.
"Just watch out," Karen warned, "….for Tak…he's not happy….and Pete."

I remembered Tak. He was the creepiest one I ever seen. He was also the most prejudice. Him, like many other zombies, seemed to hate humans. I mean, they weren't the best species, that was for sure. But no species was perfect- ghost, zombie, human.

"Go….get Evan," Tommy told me, which brought me back to reality, "….not safe….to be alone."
I nodded slowly and headed towards the edge of the forest. As soon as I was far enough from the house, I blasted off. I ran as fast as I could- which was pretty fast- to get to Evan. If it wasn't safe to be alone, then that poor red headed zombie might get hurt. I couldn't let that happen. I slowed down when I got close enough. My eyes widened when I saw Pete.

Third Person:
Pete was disgusted- a zombie and a human. It wasn't natural. Maybe it would have been different if Julie came back- but no. She stayed dead. If she didn't deserve to come back then no one did. He clenched his hands around the baseball bat as he snuck up behind Evan. Now that Phoebe and Tommy were together- Pete's anger grew. All zombies deserved to die- and stay dead.

He raised the bat above his head and brought it down to Evan's head. Evan screamed- or tried to- as he turned and saw the bat coming at him. Yet…it didn't land. Evan opened his eyes to see Danny standing there. He had a firm hand around the bat, stopping it. He yanked it out of Pete's grip and broke it in two pieces.

Evan was shocked to see Danny's face though. Danny's eyes were glowing green dangerously and a scowl was on his face.

"You won't hurt anyone."

Evan was awed that Danny didn't stutter, or was slow in that sentence. Not only that but Danny's voice seemed to echo. He growled at Pete.
"What is your problem?!"
"My problem," Pete answered angrily as he stood up gathering his wits, "is you! You zombies are terrible! You're not human! What gave you the right to come back when my Julie couldn't?!"
"This is about a girl," Danny growled dangerously as he inched closer to Pete, "don't you dare. You have no idea what it's like to lose someone you love."
"I loved her," Pete protested, but as Danny drew near, he retreated.

"No! If you loved her you would know to move on! She wouldn't want you to do this!"
"What….what do you know," Pete stuttered, his fear coming through.

"I lost the one I love," Danny growled, "and my whole family. Don't you dare talk to me about losing someone."
Danny was right up in Pete's face, glaring. Pete fell backwards in shock. What was this zombie? None of them were this creepy, weird, or talked like that. He was showing expression on his face- that wasn't normal. Not to mention his eyes. Evan watched his hero with wide eyes.
"Wha-what are you," Pete glared, "you-you're not a zombie, you freak!"
Danny snapped. He grabbed Pete and tossed him like he was nothing. Pete coughed and looked at Danny in fright.

"You're right," Danny said, the echo in his voice showing more and more, "I'm dead, but I'm no zombie…."

Danny disappeared and then reappeared behind Pete. Pete jumped.

"I'm a ghost."
Pete screamed and ran. Evan looked at Danny in fright and in awe.

"How….How did you do…that?"
"It's true," Danny sighed, the echo in his voice was barely noticeable and his eyes turned back to blue.
"You," Evan said, "you…are a ghost?"
"Yes. I'm dead, but I'm a ghost."
"All…all of that you did….slow talk…slow walk…"
"It's easier for people to think I am a zombie than for them to believe I am a ghost."
A grin made its way onto Evan's face. Danny was shocked. But Evan didn't notice,
"Dude….that is…so cool…"