Rising King

Chapter 2: They want to do WHAT?!

It was one peaceful morning in Amity Park. Nothing would have hinted the occasional passer-by about the ongoings within the house belonging to the Fentons'. The duo of ectologist was working without taking rest once for the whole night. They didn't feel tired, for they had a lot of breakthroughs to accomplish, their enthusiasm, work etiquette, the multiple feelings of several degrees of descent on the slide of morals, were their bread, butter and water. They, of course, ignored the latter, thinking more of themselves, feeding their ego even further. Did they think of themselves as saviors of humanity? No one knew, as it was pointless to ask the two. They made the final additions to their newest creation, as no failure was allowed.

At the meantime, on the opposite side of the metal doors of Fenton portal preparations were being conducted. The king was no fool, and he wasn't going to let some foolish, wretched mortals come into his lands, ravage his new home and hunt down his subjects.

Phantom looked intimidating on those days. Even a simple messenger would be regarded with a look that made them think that his ever-sore mood was entirely their fault. It did not concern his daughter or his girlfriend, for he always tried to look alright. And failed in the eyes of the latter. Ember could easily see through the faux smile of his that something was not right. Of course it wasn't, she could not be tricked that easily. Deep inside he was still the same cheerful boy who, despite his righteousness, somehow managed to make the diva eventually care for him deeply. And it did harm him to be faced again with the monsters more horrible than the world of the dead could give. But now something was different. That boy was now the king, it was his territory.

The Council was finally good for something. The meager sign of old ages before particular ghostly tyrants. They had no use, honestly, apart from that time. To listen to the young monarch's insistent demands that the humans shall be punished for their arrogance with immense abhorrence. While many were surprised, stunned at hearing such talks coming from the most benevolent of them all, probably. Then again, he did not insist on killing them, which wouldn't be that hard, honestly. He had a plan and no member of the Council complained. Despite being young, King Phantom was respected, and now they were putting their faith in the teen once more. But first the young monarch went to visit his sister.

Jazz POV

I was returning to FentonWorks from my job at the local coffee shop. I have been working there for some time since I finished High school. Yes, I had dreamed about going to Harvard for very long, but not now, not when Danny needs me so much. He needs people to rely on. It's good that lil' brother was able to make friends in the Zone, true friends, not some traitors like Sam and Tucker.

I still can't believe what they have done to him. If Danny spent there just a little more, than he could lose his sanity. And that's all because of Jack and Maddie. How could they, they were his parents! And now they definitely aren't mine. And it's painful to call them mom and dad during conversation. But that's important part of this foolish little war.

No matter what people say, this is a war. Why isn't it? People dying from both sides, pain, suffering. And our family just so happened to be in the center of it. Poetic, isn't it? Son of two 'leading ghost experts' becomes the ruler of beings he was raised to destroy. What about me? I'm trying to help as much as I can. My job is spying on Fentons, who are working for GIW now. It's not so hard, seeing that Jack can't keep his mouth shut. Sometimes I'm taking copies of blueprints about their new inventions, even going as far as ask creators about details. Then Danny makes something against this new 'toys' and equippes his soldiers with it.

I can't help but be proud for my brother. In such young age he saves hundreds lives and fights for safety of his people, because he is responsible for them. And he has done many heroic deeds since accident. But why humans don't see it? Why did they always blame Danny for everything? Maybe I have answer for that. Humans always fear the unknown. That's why.