A Phantom of a Truth

Chapter Sixteen

Danny was in Fenton mode, and in the lab as both of his parents loomed over him with goggles over their eyes that had a despicable gleam to them as they were shown in the faint light. Their face's completely covered, Setting off a eerie lurid atmosphere.

Suddenly, there was blinding hot white flash. When he opened his eyes both of his parents face's were bare, goggles and masks were off. Exposing their almost unnaturally enlarged eyes and ear-splitting nauseating grins. In both hands, each one held a green stained knife.

Something was wrong.

So. Very. Wrong.

Danny tried to move, but his arms wouldn't budge. He- he needed to get out here!

But he felt so, very, heavy...

He almost didn't want to move. Even as his own mother and father's fetchers became more monstrous as they bend closer. A child-like innocent giggles drilled themselves into Danny's cranium. Somehow, Danny knew that they were coming from his parents. Even when their lips didn't move from their detached grin. Words, were finally formed, they seemed to be coming from his mom, even if they still  just rang in his skull.

"I loVE yOu. Oh, I lOve hOW sMAll yOu aRe, hOW WEAK yOU arE. I lOve hOw easily yOu bLeeD  undEr my sHaRp, sHaRp KnIfE!

Danny wanted to scream, scream, scream! But his jaw felt glued shut, and his tongue felt like dried sandpaper. A bitter hopelessness consumed him as the slowly lowered their knifes to his entrails.

At last, a scream!

But yet...

As he finally opened his lips he found that it was not his own.

Suddenly, Danny fell to his knees. He glanced side to side, where was he? He was no longer in his parents lab, he wasn't on the cooled steel experimentation table, and he was defiantly not in his house...

So, where was he? This bedroom though... it looked familiar. It felt warm, too. The panic and terror that once griped him like the plague began to ebb away as comfort and familiarity took its place. His body, once tense now began relaxed, his eyes once wide in fear, had now returned to normal and replaced fear with curiosity.

As he looked around, his eyes landed on a bed that was a deep blue and had red tuffs of hair sticking out.

Curiously, Danny tilted his head. Who was this person? Who was it that saved him, directly or not, from his own mother and father's grasp? Finally, he stood up with a strange ease and seemingly glided across the dark wooden floor. Just as he was about to gently peel of the covers, he didn't have to. The person, a boy, turned in his sleep and faced him.

Danny sucked in a gasp, strangely he almost wasn't surprised. Almost. For 'the boy' was no other than Wes. The humming in his core returned with vengeance, Danny found that he had a strange foreboding since of urgency. And a even stranger desire to stay next to him. Danny blinked, why would he want-

BANG!

BANG,

BANG!

Danny violently flinched as a swarm of men practically crashed into the once peaceful and quite room. Danny widen his stance for battle, how in hell's name did the GIW know he was here?! But as Danny tried to give a hit (to protect himself, and mostly Wes), he lost his balance and tumbled onto the floor. His hit went right through him. Danny looked down and realized that this entire time...

His feet weren't even touching the floor. Danny, wasn't even really here. He never was.

Wes tried to struggle as the grabbed him from his bed and Danny tried to scream, yell, fight, anything. "No, no, no!" But as Danny said these words, no sound came from his lips. His mouth only formed the words. He would rather be back at the lab than this.

Suddenly, Danny awoken with a deep gasp of air "Wes!"

He blinked when he saw that his hands were covered in the same green toxic as every night as before he shriveled up his face in disgust and looked around the room. While it wasn't nearly as bad as the other nights (since he woke up early, for once), he still pretty much trashed his room. Again.

But Danny found that didn't care about that as much as thoughts trailed back to the strange dream. Was it even a dream? Was this some sort of strange new power? Or just his paranoia? Danny considered forgetting all about it and just going back to bed, after all, what would the GIW want with Wes? Sure, Wes did prevent them from capturing him and Danni (among with a few others ghosts) but its not exactly the first time some random citizen did something like that. Of course, Wes was more forward and extreme in comparison to the others, but still. And the GIW main focus was always the capture and dissection of ghosts. And yeah, that usually resulted in their lack of consideration to the general population, but they never really went out of their way to hurt (let alone kidnap) someone ether. 

Facts were facts. And the facts were that the GIW have no legitimate ties to Wes and no real tangible reason to go out of there way to harm him. As far as the GIW knew, Wes had no ties to "Phantom" or ghost's in general, really. As far as Danny knew, there was no paper trail or any evidence that linked the two of them together in any fashion. Heck, not even the ghosts themselves were aware that the two of them had any connection of the sort aside from Danni, but she traveled, never stayed in one place. And Danny knew for a fact that she was tremendously loyal.  By all logic standing, Wes should be safe.

Danny nervously looked out the window, besides Danny was pretty sure that Wes would be less than pleased to have Danny coming over at the the dead of the night because of something so simple as a freak'en nightmare.

Then again, nothing ever came to Danny as they should be. Going by his history, fate and chaos seemed to love to toy with him and start many inconvenient misadventures. Even with Vlad gone, why not one more? Danny eyed the window once more. Besides, what would it hurt to check? Even with the ghost portal now newly constructed and improved and with everything in "phantom planet" behind them, he could easily say that he was on patrol. That he checked all of his friends to make sure that they were safe when he patrolled alone (which was true, it didn't really stop them from being kidnapped as constantly as they were by ghosts but it certainly kept the number down) then Danny could get some rest and all will be well.

Mind made up, he easily transformed into his ghostly form and fazed through the window.

*Authors note*

Me- *crackles* How do you think Danny's gonna react when he finds nothing but an empty bed and a broken door?