12Reality /

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My heart pounded in my chest, my lungs stung from overuse, my legs felt like they had been pounded into jello and I was drenched in sweat but still I didn't stop. I needed to keep going. The agents were right behind me. I needed to lose them. My foot caught a root and I went down tumbling epicly.

I didn't let my muscles rest. I was up almost as fast as I had fallen. Dashing to the left in hopes to win back some distance between me and my pursuers. Those damn zombies were fast and hunted like wolves, I couldn't fall into their trap. The refugees back in Amity were counting on me. if I didn't get this medicine back in time…

Increasing my speed I leaped over obstacles, weaved through tree limbs, with ease, a confident smile on my face (and Sam said I couldn't do this without my powers). Ha. I was going to win this easy.

"DANNY!" a breathless voice cried out.

I skidded to a stop. I knew that voice. It couldn't be…

"Sam?" I whispered as my eyes fell on my long dead girlfriend. My heart that I thought shattered leaped into my throat.

"Yes." Sam said with a small despirit smile. "Danny you're sick, remember, you're not thinking straight."

My eyes hardened as I took in my ex friend. "There is nothing wrong with me Sam." I growled. Then my eyes were scanning the trees searching for her backup. knowing the other betrayers could not be far away.

"Danny please, we need to get to Clockwork."

"Why is something wrong?" I asked perking up at my mentor's name. "Does he have another mission for me?" I asked determined.

Sam nodded enthusiastically. "Yes. he has a mission for all of us."

I tilted my head as I closed the distance between Sam and me. "All of us? That's unusual."

Sam nodded again. "Yeah, that's why we need to get to the speeder right away."

"speeder?" I asked, the word sounding foreign on my tongue.

"Specter Speeder." Sam reminded. "The hovercraft your parents built."

"'Hovercraft'?" I asked very confused. "And where did you get such cloths?" I asked taking in the revealing skirt, if you could call it that. And her shirt; it looked like someone had ripped it apart as it barely stayed on her form. Sam had always been rebellious but not not to the point where she would sacrifice her self-respect.

"just follow me Danny." Sam said taking my hand as we walked through the woods.

Comfortable silence fell between us as we walked. I sighed, looking around at the raw nature. It was so peaceful. This had to be the most relaxed I had been since the war broke out. "This was a good idea." I complimented. Sam gave me a smile gripping my hand tighter as she guided me through the wilderness.

"Do you think we lost them?" I asked nervously looking around trying to see our pursuers.

"Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

"What about Tucker?" I asked concerned.

"He is going to meet us up ahead."

I sighed. I hate surprises and both my friends knew only got me in more trouble. "Seriously Sam, where are we going?"

"Calm down we are almost there."

"That is what you said like an hour ago."

I fell silent, at least until a clearing came up with a familiar vehicle parked in the middle of it.

"Thank God you found him!" came Tucker's voice. "He is fading in and out of the ghost scanner that's probably why the boomerang couldn't pick him up."

"Tucker!" I said promptly engulfing him in a hug. "Have I told you you're the best?"

"Not today, no." he said smiling, before gently guiding me onto the speeder. "Now what do you say we get out of here?"

"Don't have to tell me twice." I said, all but taking the lead up the ramp. Only to collapse in the passenger seat of the speeder. Why was I so sweaty and sticky? Before long we were in the air and headed back to Amity. With any luck we could get back in time for me to finish my homework for Friday.

I looked around confused. I was buckled into the Specter Speeder. Man I hadn't seen this thing in years. But that wasn't even the strangest thing. No the strangest thing was the young Tucker and Sam piloting the craft. I gave a start and looked down at myself. "You have got to be kidding me." I grumbled. "Really Clockwork? Really? Just go ahead and de-age me and drop me in the past why don't ya?"

"That's why we are going to Clockwork Danny." replied Sam calmly.

"Why? Is something wrong?" I asked perking up at my mentor's name. "Does he have another mission for me?" I determined.

Sam nodded not meeting my eyes. "Yes. He has a mission for all of us."

I tilted my head looking between Sam, and Tucker. "All of us? That's unusual."

I peered out the window at the landscape below. "We had better not be going back to Amity Park." I warned in a growl. Both Tucker and Sam stiffened at my dangerous tone.

"We're not." Tucker assured not too convincing.

"Not what?" I asked swinging my legs back and forth waiting patiently. Mommy and Daddy liked it when I waited patiently for them to finish work. I didn't know these big kids but they seemed nice.

"How do you feel about picking up Jazz?" asked Sam.

"No!" I shouted. "She's still mad about Balburt. She doesn't like me no more."

"She does too like you."

"…Like-like or just like?" I asked. How did we get talking about my love life again?

Tucker signed exasperated while Sam rubbed her face tiredly.

"We're almost there." reassured Tucker quietly.

"where?" I asked.

"We already told you Danny." answered Sam exasperated.

"No, you haven't."

"Yes, we have."

"No, you haven't."

"Yes, we have."

"No, you haven't."

"-and we're here" cut in Tucker as we sped through Amity Park.

I stared out the window wide eyed. "uh… Tucker… Sam?"

"Yes, Danny?"

"We're flying…"

Sam groaned and Tucker attempted to give himself a concussion with the steering wheel.

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I am sorry, I thought I posted this weeks ago but apparently not.

So, so sorry.

This chapter was so much fun to write. I just ran with it and did everything that came to my mind. So much fun.

I actually don't have much of any experience with people with mental disorders and or memory lost but I do my best to portray it in a way that can be understood. I think it is important for people of all walks of life to at least attempt to understand one another.

Wow, that got deep fast...

Sorry for the short chapter but there is only so much of the story you can tell from Danny's point of view when he is this mad.

I don't own 'Danny Phantom'