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Experimental Love	By : Kyuugi Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 4394 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Danny was running.

He didn’t really know where to, or how long he’d been running. He just knew that he wanted to put as much distance in between him and everyone else.

Especially Phantom.

There had been blood. Blood covering everything.

Phantom…

Covering Phantom.

Because Phantom had killed his parents. Had torn their bodies apart and then sat in the gore, drawing and laughing, a macabre grin on his face.

Worse, he hadn’t done anything to stop Phantom in the first place. Phantom had been right, he had killed his parents. He’d known Phantom would do something, Phantom had told him that, but he hadn’t done anything.

Hadn’t done anything to save his parents.

Danny clutched his arms to his chest as he ran, tears burning his eyes and face. What could he have done? There was no way his dad would have run; in fact Jack probably would have just killed Phantom whenever he got the chance. His mom wouldn’t have done anything either, she had been so out of it who knew if she would’ve even heard him.

Jazz would have listened to him, but she couldn’t have done anything to save them. Phantom was to powerful for her to even think about fighting. There just wasn’t anything that they could have done.

Nothing.

Danny collapsed, his body giving out from the constant running he’d done. He had to be miles away from the town by now, in one of the forests that rimmed the city.

He just hoped that it would be far enough so that Phantom wouldn’t find him.

The whole thing had been a mistake. He should have listened to his dad, should have known that it was a bad idea, and not tried to indulge his false sense of justice. People were hurt all the time, it didn’t mean that he had to save them all, and he should have…

No.

Befriending Phantom hadn’t been a mistake, it had been one of the best things Danny had ever done. He just hadn’t really believed that Phantom would go to that extreme. He’d been turning a blind eye to Phantom’s feelings, all of them, and had seen them for what they were to late.

His parents were dead because of that mistake.

Dead.

And with any luck, he’d be next.

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Phantom looked around Danny’s room. Jack and Maddie were pushed into the back of his mind as he searched for the one article of clothing he actually liked.

Leather hot pants.

There they were, Danny had obviously tried to hide them again, stuck in between the mattress and the box spring. Phantom pulled them out and stepped into them, his wet skin making the leather stick slightly as they slid up his legs. He adjusted himself and looked into the mirror, posing once for effect, and then flopped onto the bed.

It had been a few days since he’d killed Jack and Maddie and Danny had run away. Danny was somewhere in the woods, police were all over the house, and he was feeling content.

Or he would have been if Danny were here to enjoy this with him.

Why Danny had gotten so upset he hadn’t really known. He’d thought that Danny would have been thrilled to be out from under the tyranny of those two disgusting humans, not cry over them. They were the same weren’t they? Both Danny and Phantom had been given life and ‘cared’ for by them, and both had felt pain at their hands. So why had Danny reacted the way he had.

Phantom threw Danny’s pillow across the room. Stupid humans.

Still, Phantom was getting worried about Danny. He’d thought that Danny would come back after a few hours, ready to accept his new life with Phantom, and been happy.

He hadn’t expected that Danny would reject him. The though hadn’t even crossed his mind.

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Jazz was scared, worried, and close to breaking down. Her parents were dead, her brother was gone, and she was in the house with the person who had caused everything.

She had insisted that she stay here, even when the police asked her repeatedly to reconsider, so that if Danny came back she would know immediately. They had eventually left her alone, she was over 21, and told her that if she saw anything out of the ordinary to call them.

Phantom hadn’t showed himself, so she could say that she hadn’t seen anything, but there was evidence that he was around. Things suddenly scattered everywhere, the shower running, and food disappearing from the refrigerator. He was still here.

Jazz wasn’t really sure what to do. She knew that no one would believe her if she told them about Phantom, not if she told the truth, but there was no evidence that she could show otherwise. The lab had been thoroughly cleaned after the police were through with it. If only because the blood would have started to smell horribly.

So she hadn’t done anything. Just sat and waited for Danny to come back.

She had to hope. Hope that Phantom would decide that she wasn’t the one he was after. That she was insignificant enough to leave alive for a little bit longer.

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One week.

It had been one week since Danny had run from that bloody room.

He was close to dying, he had to be. Wasn’t it seven days without water before you died?

He didn’t know. His brain didn’t focus much anymore, it was all kind of fuzzy, and whatever he had been thinking about tended to be forgotten quickly.

Almost everything anyway.

Danny still saw his parent’s dead, blood staining the lab, and Phantom sitting in the middle of it. Laughing and playing in the blood, not a care in the world.

It was the only thing that was constant. He couldn’t tell you what day it was, or where he was other then the vague ‘around here,’ and he was certain that there was something nearby. Waiting for him to die so it could eat his insides.

Danny couldn’t throw up anymore; there was nothing left to come up.

He giggled, the lack of food and water making him hysterical, and picked up a sharpened twig.

It was sharp; he’d made it that way. It made him giggle to see his own blood run down his arms, almost like a repentance, and see the patterns etched there.

Soon he’d be with his mommy and daddy, and then they would be together again. Nothing would be able to hurt them, or separate them, and everything would be good again.

Something niggled at the back of his mind. There was something he was forgetting.

He knew that he wanted to see his mommy and daddy; they talked to him when he slept. They told him that they loved him, that they would see him soon, and that no one would be able to hurt them.

Something kept holding him back, making so he couldn’t die, and making it so he couldn’t see his parents.

Danny frowned, the twig forgotten for the moment. Why? Why couldn’t he go to where he saw his parents? He could see them waving at him…

Why couldn’t he go? Every time he tried something stopped him. Like something was holding him back.

It was green, and white and it glowed sometimes. When Danny turned to look though, there was nothing there. Just the empty back of the small cave he’d found, rough pictures scratched into the wall.

Danny whimpered. He was alone now, that was bad, and he didn’t want to be alone anymore. His mommy and daddy were waiting for him, when he got to them he wouldn’t be alone anymore. Alone was sad.

Alone was very sad.

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Phantom watched Danny go back to gouging his skin with the small stick. So many times the boy had nearly died, only to have Phantom drag him back into the world of the living. So many times Phantom had seen that white whispy form of a soul leaving the body before he pushed it back in.

Danny couldn’t die. Not now, not ever. Phantom wouldn’t allow it.

Danny was his. That meant that Danny wasn’t allowed to die, that Danny would live just because Phantom told him to.

Because Phantom needed Danny.

So much time to think, to try to understand why Danny had acted out the way he had. To try to understand that even though he hadn’t seemed to like his parents all that much, he had still felt connected to them.

Phantom felt bad about cutting that connection, but not that Jack and Maddie had died. He would do it again if he had to. There was nothing more important to him than his freedom.

Or at least, after Danny there was nothing more important.

So he watched, and kept Danny alive. Soon Danny would realize that Phantom was the only one he needed. Soon it would just be them, and everything would be wonderful.

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Jazz was scared. It had been a week and she hadn’t heard from Danny, and Phantom had gone as well.

She didn’t know what was happening to her baby brother, or even if he was still alive. She couldn’t count on Phantom to help her and she had no one to talk to about anything.

She was terrified that she was the last Fenton left. She had always thought that her parents would be there to talk to, to let her cry on their shoulders, and to protect her from the world.

It was a childish way to look at the world she knew, but it really had felt like that. She still found it hard to believe that her parents weren’t coming back. That she would never hear another crash from the lab as Jack let loose another ghost hunting toy he’d invented, or eat one of Maddie’s famous chocolate chip cookies.

She shoved her face into Bearbert, it’s fur already soaked from her tears, and curled into a ball.

She was alone. Her parents weren’t coming back, Danny wasn’t coming back, and she was completely alone.

Completely alone.

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He’d seen it again, the glowing green and white thing. It had pulled him back, harder this time then it had been before, and he snapped his head around.

His vision was blurry, but he saw something… a boy?

It came closer and Danny realized that it was floating, long tail instead of legs and feet, and reached out. His hand touched skin and he expelled a short burst of breath. It was cold!

A hand gripped his and Danny cocked his head. This hand felt familiar, like he had held it before, and he was uncertain as to why. This boy was obviously not one of his parents, yet he felt as though he should know him.

“Danny.”

The voice was low and a bit rough, as though it hadn’t been used for a time, and it was familiar. He knew it.

“Danny, you have to come back, I won’t let you die.”

Die? Was that what he was doing here? Danny didn’t really remember, it was like something was missing. Something that he was sure was important…

“Danny.”

…

“Danny.”

…

“Danny.”

…

“DannyDannyDannyDannyDanny…”

The voice echoed inside of his head, making him drop to the ground and grab his hair screaming. Nononononononononono…

He wasn’t supposed to have found Danny. He was supposed to disappear and leave Danny alone.

“Please.”

He’d said that before, with the same tone, and it meant the same thing this time too.

“Please.”

Phantom pulled him up gently and wrapped his arms around Danny’s waist, drawing him as close as was possible, letting him sob and clutch at Phantom.

“I’m sorry.”

Danny didn’t stop crying, just gripped Phantom tighter.

“Not that I killed them, but that I didn’t understand what they meant to you.”

Danny’s sobs quieted, though they didn’t stop completely, and his body sagged against Phantom’s heavily. The lack of food and water, as well as being brought back from death more than once, taking the last of his strength.

Phantom held Danny close as he rose off the ground, Danny’s head lolling back before he caught it and flew off, heading towards the FentonWorks.

They reached it quickly, Phantom had flown as fast as he could, and phased through the walls into Danny’s room. Phantom put Danny down and went in search of the sister. She would be able to help take care of Danny.

He found Jazz curled up on her bed, the same spot she had been in when he’d left, and shook her roughly.

Her eyes opened slowly, her own fast making her sluggish, and choked back a scream.

Phantom pulled her up, glaring as he did so, and pulled Bearbert from her hold. Discarding the toy with a flick of the wrist.

“You are going to help me take care of Danny.”

Jazz shot up, staggering a bit, and grabbed Phantom’s shoulder.

“He’s here? Where?” Jazz nearly flew out of her room.

Phantom caught her by the hair and jerked, Jazz falling to the floor with a thud.

“Calm down. You won’t do any good by slobbering over him.”

Jazz rubbed her head but kept quiet. She wasn’t going to make Phantom mad for anything, not after he was coming to her for help with Danny.

She stood up slowly.

“What do you want me to do?”

Jazz struggled to keep her voice steady, free of any wavers, and kept her eyes trained on the floor. Clearly indicating that Phantom was the ‘master.’ She would do whatever she could to be allowed to see Danny again. Even if that meant that she had to sacrifice whatever pride or dignity she had. Danny was worth it.

Phantom sneered. At least the girl understood where she stood with him. Maybe he would let her stay, if she proved useful, and perhaps she would even come to see his side of the story with time.

“I need to sleep; you will take care of Danny.”

Jazz nodded, her body shaking with excitement, and turned towards Danny’s room. Phantom’s cruel grin followed her down the hallway before he turned into what had been Jack and Maddie’s room.

As soon as Danny was no longer nearly dead, Phantom intended to fully claim him. It was just a matter of time now.

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Kyuugi: Sorry guys. This chapter seemed to be... ummm... well not as put together as I would have liked. I blame me.

Iisha: We apologize to our wonderful beta/groupie for posting this without waiting for her responses on my yuckyness, but we felt that we were owing of something to the wonderful readers, even if it might mean that it was more yuckyness then normal.
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