My Revenge (Danny Phantom Fanfic)

Chapter 9: Lizzie's POV

You want me to do--what? Lizzie Sherman asks for the hundredth time in a row.

"Wow, if I could get rid of you now, I would," I clench my teeth in annoyance, "But I won't, because you're a part of me and you're very important for this next step."

I don't want to kill him, the weak human part of me complains. He's not a bad person, we both saw it.

"You're not killing him," I pace across the top of the building. "Just taking him here. We need the three sources, remember? Besides, I can make him suffer when I slowly extract his energy. I can avenge my mom!"

Don't you mean 'our mom?' Lizzie Sherman asks me hesitantly.

I laugh at how funny it sounds, then let red fire race along my pale skin, "You really are stupid. She's my mom. You're a living being, I'm the ghost--mom's a ghost so I'm her daughter." I snort, "You can be lame dad's daughter."

You've really grown to become truly evil, Dan praises me, I'm proud of you, Lizzie.

"Thanks, Dan."

Walking in the direction of my mirror, I look into it--my red eyes burning back towards me. My red tipped hair is sizzling with red flames, a smirk slips over my ruby colored lips, "It's time, Sherman. For you to do your part."

So, all I have to do is bring him here? Lizzie Sherman asks.

I roll my eyes at her, "For the hundredth time, yes. Then use the ace of hearts Magyk to transport you back here."

Lizzie Sherman sighs, I really think--

"You don't think, I know what's the best for both of us! Now you'd better shut up, and do what you're told!" I scream at the mirror. I sigh, trying to calm my anger, "I need to rest anyway, you're on your own now. Think you can handle that?"

I feel the human part of me give in to agreeing with me, and I feel the anger in the human part of me dissipate.

I can handle it, Lizzie whispers quietly.

"Good."

Fire flickers over my arms, and changes into the clothes I wear as Lizzie Sherman. I run a hand through my hair seeing long brown hair, and my emerald green eyes blinking back at me. I breathe a sigh of relief, and the pressing darkness recedes from my mind. My ghost side is getting out of hand, for now, Lizzie Showenhower rests in a part of my mind--saving her energy. Adjusting my blue denim jacket over a dark green tank top, my white high top clad feet hit the building's surface as I run across it. I needed to find Danny and warn him.

Using my regular cards, I scatter them into the air watching as they form a slide. Since I didn't have enough cards, whenever I neared the edge of the slide, the cards I already used flew to the edge to continue the slide. I slide on my high top clad feet, and surfed down to the bottom of the building. Once I hit the bottom of the building, I grab a bike and pedal as fast as I can to Danny's house.

My mind felt free as my human self without the pressing of Lizzie Showenhower's demanding voice. I bike harder as I pull myself over a hill.

You're such a traitor, Lizzie, Dan's voice whispers into my mind.

I nearly forgot about you, I whisper back to him, I don't care about what you think. I need to tell Danny what's going on.

Aw, did little Lizzie fall in love with the murderer of her mom? Dan snarls the last part.

I glare towards the road ahead, Danny didn't murder her--his future self did. What we're planning, it's not meant for him--

So you want to try to kill the future Danny again? Dan asks me, and laughs, I'd like to see that.