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March 19, 2013

Chapter 11:

Unknown Solider

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Sam was happy, but very sad all at the same time. She then proceeded to go to the bathroom and get ready for bed. But, before she entered the bathroom her phone rang. "Hello?" Sam answered. "Hi Sam." Tucker replied in a sad tone. "Hey Tuck. What 'sup?" Sam replied in a more happy tone. Try in enlighten her friend's mood. "Nothin' much. Did the plane people come by your house yet?" Tucker asked. Sam then returned to her sad mood earlier in the day. "Yea earlier. Why?" Tucker then inhaled sharply. "Please call me back when they do." 'TUCKER!' Sam heard his mom calling 'GET OFF THE PHONE AND GO TO BED NOW!' She yelled. Sam chuckled a little. "Shut up Sam." He mumbled into the phone.

"Gotta go. Later Sam and please, please call me when the plane people go to your apartment." He pleaded "Got it Tucker. Now go night, night before your mother gives you a spanking that you may never forget." Sam said laughing. "Shut up Sam." Tucker said angrily as the line went dead. She chuckled as she walked to her night stand and plugged her charger into the end of her phone. It make a 'ding' sound, signaling it was charging. She then got some shorts and Danny's t-shirt and proceeded taking a hot shower. Once she reached her queen sized bed, she pulled back the sheets and cuddled in her bed. She then turned touching the empty spot with her fingers delicately. Small tears fell from her eyes for this was the first, yet not the last, time she slept in her bed without her fiancée next to her. She pictured him next to her, embracing her in his arms and mumbling sweet nothingness into her ear.

"I miss you Danny." She whisper to the cold, chilly night air. "I miss you." She whispered. Oh, how she missed him. Unbeknownst to her the man she has been mourning was standing there watching her. Once sound asleep, he crawled into bed with her, de-transformed, and embraced the small women's frame in his arms. "I miss you too baby." He whispered as he kissed her forehead. "I miss you too."

-Phantasma

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1 week later….

'One week. One week since that night.' Danny thought as he laid in his uncomfortable bed. As he turned the springs of the bed groaned and creaked as he moved. Now facing the wall, Danny closed his eyes and slipped into an everlasting darkness.

Darkness.

Pitch black darkness is all that surrounded him. It was cold as if he had ice all over his body. Then, he saw a young girl about his age with long raven black hair. Danny walked up to the girl and put his hand on her small shoulder. He turned her around; what he saw nearly killed him inside out.

"Sam." The words left his mouth. Barley inaudible. His fiancée stood there, paler than ever, amethyst eyes overcome with a crimson red color, no life, no soul inside them. Her skin cold as ice, her body seemed frailer.

Danny stood there in absolute and uttered shock. There is NO way that this was his Sam. His Sam, even for a Goth, had more life, more happiness inside her. Every morning he would lay with her, smiling, waiting for her to wake. Once she woke she would smile back and exchange an 'I love you' for a sweet, morning, kiss. This Sam seemed lifeless, depressed.

Heartless.

The red eyed girl etched a smile and then spoke "Hello Daniel." She said grimly. No, this definitely was not his Sam. She than rose on the tip of her toes, lips next to his ear. "Wanna play?" Asked the girl. The latter then felt a sharp pain in the right side of his stomach. Once she pulled away, Danny looked down only to reveal a kitchen knife penetrating his stomach. He looked up at her, betrayal in his eyes, black spots clouding his vision. She then leaned up and kissed him on the lips.

"Agh!" Danny yelled. Sweat covering his young-adult body. He quickly pulled the black covers off him and immediately checked for any wounds. His hand reached were the knife should have been, only to find nothing. His hand remain on his stomach, afraid it might appear. His uncontrollable breathing became a bit calmer. He looked around the room, scanning for any danger. Once safe, he checked his phone. The light illuminating the dark room. '12:48' it read. Below the clock was a notification sign that read '1 new message'.

Curious, Danny swiped his finger on the bottom of the phone and typed in the 4-digit passcode. A 'click' was heard, opening the phone, revealing apps. He tapped his finger on the app with a green background and a white chat bubble. He scrolled down until he saw his new message.

"From Malcolm." Danny whispered. "Danny; thank you for considering Sam's safety." Danny read as he let out a scoff. "I know it must be hard for you to leave but I'm sure Sam would appreciate it. Sincerely, Malcolm." Danny finished. "You don't know crap about what is and what's not hard on me." He grumbled as he pushed the button on top of the phone, locking it.

He laid back in his bed, hands behind his head, and closed his eyes as he drifted into a deep slumber.

Next morning….

Danny woke up as the yellow light illuminated the dark room, hitting his face. Groaning, Danny pulled his black covers over his eyes. 'Thank god for black covers.' Danny thought to himself. Unbeknownst to him, Death was towering over him. The Reaper raised his hand and created a ball of water from his bare hands, and poured it over Danny.

"AHHH! COLD!" Danny yelled as he fell off his bed, only to be meet with Death's skull eyes. "Come your training starts today. But, I must warn you. These last few months will be brutal in order to get you not only reacquainted with your new powers, but make you inevitable." Death explained his plans to the boy. "But, for now you will remain in the warehouse unless needed of food, water, or clothes. Maybe a new comforter if you're lucky. I will allow you to have a job, but nothing further. Understood?" Death questioned. "Yes, sir." Danny mumbled. "Good now come." Death demanded as he reach out a helping hand to the fallen hero. Danny took it willingly and got up, as he followed the Reaper to the main part of the abandoned warehouse.

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So sorry guys but I had to cut short. My laptop is almost out and my brothers using my charger so I am officially screwed. Ha! Anyway hope you guys liked it. There is a bit of a mind twister even though you may not even realize *laughs evilly* so pay REALLY good attention to the story. See ya guys in...Friday. Sorry but I have to go to the stupid dentist and not only that I have to plan my Danny Phantom Birthday party! Whhhoooo! Even though my B-day is the day after independence day. Anyway, see ya soon!

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