Okay chapter 3 everyone! Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed! Also thanks to Call me Mad -Elf- who made me think how Danny got all those weapons onto the plane, the answer is somewhere in the story, you'll know what it is when you see it.
Disclaimer- I do not own Danny Phantom
"Gooood morning ladies and gentlemen, this your captain speaking. Today we will be flying from Amity Park to London. The ride will be a bit bumpy so I just have one favor to ask, and that is, while you are in your seat, to please keep your seat belt fastened tightly around you when the seatbelt sign is on. We should get to our destination in about seven hours and thirty minutes. In the meantime, please sit back, relax, and enjoy the flight, and if there is anything that any of the crew and I can do to make your flight a more pleasant one, please let us know. With that I would like to say welcome aboard."
Danny sighed and looked out the window seeing the land grow farther and farther away. "Well are you guys ready for a seven and a half hour trip?" He turned to Sam and Tucker.
"Yup, I've brought all my babies!" Tucker smiled proudly showing his best friends his bag full of electronic devices.
Sam raised an eyebrow, "And that's why it took us so long to get past security," she said as she pointed to the blue bag.
Tucker half halfheartedly glared at her while hugging his bag tightly to his chest. "Oh sure you make fun of my technology now, but next time my PDA saves Danny from Skulker, you'll be thanking her."
Sam rolled her eyes, "I'm not saying I hate your tech, I'm just saying I think you are way too obsessed with it. Besides have you ever considered how much energy you use to charge those things?"
"Uh no, but I can calculate it on my PDA," Tucker smiled.
Danny sat there, smiling at his best friends' antics.
"You're really thick headed has anyone ever told you that?" asked Sam.
"Um, yeah, you," said Tucker like it was obvious.
"You're impossible," Sam turned her head to her half ghost friend. "So, Danny, did you pack any ghost hunting equipment, just in case?" Sam asked.
Danny rolled his eyes. "My parents insisted that I bring another bag just for ghost weapons."
Sam nodded but then looked confused, "Security let you take it on?" she asked.
"I guess you can bring weapons on if they're unloaded and the security has to put a lock on it that only they know the combination to," shrugged Danny. "Plus, they're ghost weapons, they're only made for hurting ghosts. Although I'm surprised I was allowed to take so much."
Sam nodded and took out a thick book that Danny thought said something about Greek mythology.
Danny copied her actions but took out a smaller book about astronomy.
Sam woke up from a bump the plane hit. She looked to the window seat where Tucker was sitting, and grimaced when she saw that he was snoring with a bit of drool on his face. Then looked to the aisle seat where Danny sat, only to find he was sleeping as well.
Sam figured she would go back to sleep since there was nobody to talk to, except for Paulina who was sitting across the aisle "Yeah right like I'd ever stoop that low," Sam thought glaring at Paulina who was currently taking a selfie.
Sam closed her eyes to try to get some rest, but between the turbulence and the steady snores of a certain techno she had trouble doing so. She sent a glare towards Tucker and leaned down to search her bag for earplugs. She found them with a satisfied smirk. As she started to get up the plane shuddered as it hit more turbulence and Sam hit her head on the seat in front of her. She grabbed her head and hissed in pain.
Bing.
A female voice came over the intercom, "The pilot has turned on the seat belt sign, all passengers and cabin attendants should return to their seats and put their seat belts on, thank you."
"Little late for that," Sam thought bitterly. She heard a groan from Danny.
"What's going on?" he asked while rubbing his eyes.
"It's just some turbulence. It's fine," Sam said reassuringly.
"Must be the storm," mumbled Tucker as he stretched his arms out and cracked his back.
Another bump jostled the plane and the lights flickered. There were a few screams.
Bing.
"We experiencing severe turbulence at the moment, please stay calm. We should be out of it in a few minutes. Thank- what the fu-!"
The trio exchanged nervous glances. "That didn't sound good," Tucker said. Danny nodded in agreement as his ghost sense went off.
"Definitely not good," Danny affirmed.
A sense of panic overtook the passengers. People started to tighten their seat belts, or actually put them on if they had not listened to the flight attendant the first time. The volume of conversations grew louder as people tried to find out what was going on.
"I can't change here, the light of my transformation is too bright. Everyone will see," Danny said to his friends. "I'll have to do it in the bathroom." Not waiting answer, he unbuckled and side stepped his way past his friends.
The halfa had stumbled his way halfway to the bathroom when someone caught his arm. "Mr. Fenton, what do you think you're doing? Get back to your seat this instant!"
Danny glanced down to his teacher. "Sorry Mr. Lancer, I have a really weak stomach," he apologized and started for the bathroom again but the teacher didn't let go.
Danny looked back to see Lancer handing him a paper bag. "I also have a really weak bladder," he added.
Lancer seemed conflicted for a moment before shaking his head. "It's too dangerous to go to the bathroom right now. You could fall and bump your head and-"
Danny stopped listening his ghost sense went off again and the plane got noticeably colder. "Oh no," he mumbled.
The teacher shoved the paper bag into Danny's hand. "Now go back to your seat."
Danny grimaced and took the bag. "Uh thanks, but I still need to-"
There was a flash of light and the plane started to shake violently. People started to scream and the lights began to flicker. The bags and suitcases that were in the cabinets started to fall out.
Lancer let go of Danny's arm in shock and Danny was thrown backwards. As he tried to jump back on his feet a large suitcase fell on top of him and knocked him out cold.
"Danny!" Sam screamed from her seat as she watched her friend lie unconscious in the middle of the aisle.
She turned towards Tucker who had a oxygen mask on his face, his eyes were wide and watery as he looked directly back at her as he shook his head. She took another fleeting glance at Danny and unbuckled her seatbelt and attempted to stand up, but the g-force of the plane forced her back in her seat.
Holding back a sob that was threatening to breakout of her throat, Sam reached for the oxygen mask in front of her and shakily put it around her head. She used one hand to grab Tucker's and the other to squeeze the arm of the chair until her knuckles turned white. The teens both scrunched their eyes shut and prepared for the worse.
Whine of the jets.
Screams.
Heart pounding.
Plane shaking.
Crash.
Darkness.