Chapter 2! Thanks coopt98 ans smallvillephantom14 for reviewing!Here's a short chapter. I promise the next one will be longer, I just had to get this out of my system before I forgot. Danny Phantom does not belond to me, only the plot and a few characters
In need of Oc ghost characters!
Name-
Age- (When they died)
Appearance-
Personality-
History-
Powers-
Zone-
personal item-
extras-
I need some villian Ocs but non-evil ghosts are accepted!
It was dark. That was how his dreams always begain. The young halfa would find himself in an empty, black abyss. Dread, and the feeling of abandonedment filled his acheing heart. Then the depressing emotions would vanish, disappear in a flash, along with the endless black walls.
Standing before him was a shadow. He was unable to identiy anything of use from the shadow, any but the ingering feeling of regret and sadness.
What happened next always scared him, no matter how many times he lay witness to it. The unidenitable shadow began dancing with spins and twirls in a ceiling and wallless room. Green, glowing hiergifics incricled the room, mainly focused around the shadow. Just beyond the dancing, a gianormous pyroclastic flow (1) was charging it's way through the empty space.
This went unoticed by the shadow as they continued to dance unaffected by the raging cloud of death. No matter how much Danny screamed for the shadow to escape, they just wouldn't listen.
In no time, the flow covered everything as the shadow ceased to exist.
Danny woke upn cold sweat. The pain in his head increased by tenfold since going to sleep. He took a brief galance at the medicine placed on his dresser, but he paid no heed to it. Just outside his window, he could see the mysterious 'Dancing Statue.' One of the great mysterys of Amity Park. The Dancing Statue was, of course, the stone imprint of a dancing girl. However, every detail about the origin and creator of the statue are all a mystery. It was greatly detailed, of a young girl with long flowing hair, short skirt and what appeared to be striped socks frozen in a particalually odd position. Her arms were streched outward behind her with her left knee raised as if she was about to take flight.
The statue appeared sometime in the late 1960s and no one had the heart to tear it down.
For some reason, Danny always felt at ease whenever he looked at it. Even more so since he became a ghost.
However his musing was cut short when a familar, but definatly not pleasent pain shot through his body.
End X3
(1) A Pyroclastic flow is, by defination, a superheated cloud of toxic gas and ash that moves at a very high speed. Buring everything in it's path. A result from a volcanic eruption, however in this case, it's just a cloud.
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