Danny Phantom Flying Novels & Stories

He eagerly spoke, throwing his arms around Aaron who let out a pained noise, pulling away. "I'll show you some love when you stop acting like every hug we have needs our bones embracing too." He huffed yet again and Danny's eyes widened in what seemed to be horror yet before he found dwell down his recent-horror phobia, I interrupted their conversation. "Where's Justin; he drove you all the way here, didn't he?" I asked curiously and, just as quickly as it had come, Danny's attention span shifted to me and he gestured towards the door. Well, gestured with the free hand that wasn't holding his infamous blue movie blanket; he couldn't watch a movie without it and I recalled a time wherein Rave

It felt like a fresh start. Over breakfast, Chen munched pancakes shaped like kiwi birds while Dante unfolded a brochure he’d picked up in the lobby. “Jet boating,” he said casually, sipping his coffee. I raised an eyebrow. “Since when are you into speed and splashes?” He smirked. “Since Chen asked if boats can fly.” Chen looked up with syrup on his cheek. “They can?!” “They can almost fly,” Dante assured him, flipping the page to a photo of a boat practically vertical above the river foam.

I want to scream but I can’t even open my mouth. I carefully peel my eyes open when we stop moving. Daniel gently sets me down on the dirt road. “Are you alright?” He asks, walking around to look at my face. “I don’t know,” I admit, staring down at my shaking hands. “When was the last time you’ve flown?” “When I was eight and had wings dumbass,” I snark. “Well that’s a given but you’ve never flown with someone else or anything like that?” He asks and I shake my head.

So, he and Danny sat silently beside each other during the flight. Dylan propped his chin and looked at the sky, hearing that the plane was more than 30,000 feet high. "Do you want something to eat?" The flight attendant's voice sounded; he didn't know when she had come next to him and Danny. Danny didn't seem to notice either; Dylan found him slightly startled. "Give me a bottle of mineral water. Thank!" Danny smiled and said, then turned to look at Dylan. Dylan shook his head, "I don't need anything!"

Danny heard a series of explosions from the hotel lobby. His eyelids fluttered. He frowned anxiously. Soon, there was dead silence upstairs. Danny hesitated for a long time before finally making up his mind. He slowly walked upstairs. By the time he reached the thirteenth floor, he was out of breath. However, he stopped breathing altogether when he saw the scene in the corridor. The corpses on the ground were all bleeding profusely, and they included the Shadow Guards' corpses.

Blood sprays into the air, droplets raining down, splattering the ground like crimson paint. “Canum! Drop the knife now!” My voice cracks with fury. He laughs, pressing harder against Phantom’s bleeding trachea. “Give up your crown, Phantom. Let me rule indefinitely, and I’ll spare her life. She’ll never be in danger again. I’ll even let her return to Falls Quaker. Say yes, and this ends. You’ll be free of responsibility. It’s okay, son. Let go. Just say yes.” Phantom’s eyes remain wide, unmoving.

"I'll beat the crap out of you." Dylan's face turned beet red. Getting called out—by a woman, no less—was a first for him. However, before he could say anything, Shiloh walked past him without another word. Natasha suddenly tensed. Her eyes locked on the terminal doors as she muttered, "Get ready. Phantom Eye is here." Dylan's body stiffened immediately as he turned to face forward. … Phantom Eye stepped into the plaza, his two bodyguards flanking him. A slow, eerie smirk played on his lips as he eyed the three standing in his path.

I pulled myself up onto the flat surface of the island, and immediately felt my resolve buckle. The sources of light I had seen were bodies. Lifeless charred shapes of men still on fire. I fought back the urge to vomit. I just had to hope that one of them wasn’t Jack. A new burst of fire surged from the sky and I looked at where it was being directed. My heart stopped as I caught sight of the flaxen coloured wolf darting out of the way. It was Danny.

Anna's POV And just like Erica said, Danny came over with a box of pepperoni pizza and drinks. Danny was Erica's boyfriend, they had been dating for eight months and I think they were a perfect match. With his sandy blond hair, tanned skin, dimpled cheeks, sea-green eyes that seemed to glow from afar, and his infectious smile but he was shy and reserved yet somewhat easygoing. There was a certain glow of affection in his eyes whenever he looked at Erica. It was as if she held the stars within her own eyes while also lighting up the entire galaxy that is Danny Phantom.

Even Danny, though wary, seemed to understand that Carlos had a unique skill set when it came to tracking. Carlos turned, his eyes scanning the group before he glanced back at me once more. His gaze felt like a command, a silent order to follow. "Hop on, kid," Danny mindlinked me, and I turn to see his wolf kneeling by my side. His stomach pressed against the ground. I quickly hop on my feet, swinging my legs over his back as I straddle him. I dipped low, gripping his long fur for support. The others took off, bounding through the dark woods while Danny rose and I am suddenly high up in the air.