Danny Phantom Halloween Novels & Stories

But then Danny came running, screaming for his hero, and I realized my Danny was already gone. Fast forward to now... Danny pulls back from my kiss, gasping for air as if I am poisonous. I don’t mind. I just let my eyes drift past him to the man leaning against the archway. Chadwick looks like a ghost, pale skin, heavy bandages, eyes like flint. I feel a slow, jagged smirk pull at my mouth. "Leo?" Danny’s voice is a broken whisper. He is trembling so hard his teeth are practically chattering. "What did you just do? What... please, just leave. My mum..."

The one connected to my Sexy Red persona. Danny's name flashed on the screen. What could he possibly want? My hands were shaking as I grabbed the voice modulator and answered. "Hello?" I said in my altered voice. "Sexy Red, hi," Danny said, and something in his tone made my stomach drop. "Hi," I responded carefully. "I thought about everything you said," Danny continued, his voice oddly calm. "And there's something important I need to tell you. Can we meet? Just briefly. In the next ten minutes. This is very important."

The song ended in a flourish and another mellow song came from the hallways again. ~ FROM: HAZI ~ WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW? Danny exhaled and didn't have the guts to tell that he should come by at his house with the whole guild so they can have a movie night because he promised himself that he will be on his nanny's side 'till tomorrow. He typed in his text and sent it. ~ TO: HAZI ~ I'M NOT FEELING WELL, LET'S HAVE THAT MOVIE NIGHT SOMEDAY NEXT WEEK. I NEED TO REST.

But I bet the killer and himself knew it was too late for that. A whiff of that scent froze me. It can’t be, can it? “What are you waiting for?” Danny asked irritably, before walking right past me, bumping my shoulder on the way. “Wait,” I try to stop him, but he doesn’t listen. Fuck. How can this be? I move to follow Danny inside, to confirm if I was right. We barely took a step forward when both Danny and I froze at the astounding sight. A lycan, female lycan, was standing before…

He looked at Alex, but he didn't see the man he loved; he saw a a liar, a phantom that wouldn't let him die in peace. "Don't... touch... me," Danny gasped, his hands flying up to cover his ears. "You’re not real. You’re a hallucination. My brain is broken. It’s all broken." Alex didn't rush him. He sank to his knees on the floor a few feet from the bed, making himself smaller, lower than the boy on the mattress. He stayed silent, letting the waves of Danny’s panic wash over him through the bond. He felt the cold, the hopelessness, and the terrifying desire for the world to simply stop.

I grab fur, muscle, bone…anything I can hold onto. “RUN!” I scream for the hundredth time. The wolf twists, eyes never leaving Catherine. And then… “What are you guys doing? Shooting a Hollywood action movie?” The voice cuts through everything, laughing. I whip my head around. Danny. Standing there. Alive. Oblivious. Annoying. He’s staring at me like I’ve finally lost my last brain cell. I open my mouth. Can’t he see this? Can’t he see the wolf? Can’t he see…

He looked utterly drained. "Mr. Gulley! Are you alright?" Spotting Cassian, Darren nodded, saying glumly, "I didn't manage to catch up to that bastard." Considering the fact that Phantom was a skilled expert, Cassian would've been shocked if Darren had successfully caught up to him. Darren's eyes were red as he snarled through clenched teeth, "That damned bastard! He killed so many of our villagers just to test his necromancy. He's a heartless monster! I'm going to kill him to avenge Roy and the others."

But, no matter how hard he convinces himself, the fear of losing his only son haunts him constantly. When the visiting hour is up, Larry came home with a bottle of cheap rum. He drunk everything even though he doesn't really know how to drink alcoholic beverages. Even when he was young, he never really learned how to be a cool kid. --------------------- "Hello, Mr. Swanson. Good evening!" One of the high school student greeted Robert when he entered the Sunnyville Milkshake shop. He was about to grab some dinner when he saw the bullies drinking milkshakes together. They are all having fun after classes, all while one of the schoolmates is in the hospital.

"Just don't be afraid of me. If it bothers you, don't look." With those words, he seemed to dissolve into a thick stack of black fog. His face peered from the center and took on a horrifying, almost demonic appearance, with glowing red eyes and elongated features made of the same fog. Emily opened her mouth in a silent scream, but the only sound that emerged was an almost inaudible squeak. "Don't look," he commanded, his voice sounding like a haunted howl of wind. "Hold on tight," he instructed as the group barreled through the line of werewolves and into the night.

Danny was angry; he shouted, "You reckless boy, I think you are courting death." As soon as he finished his words, Danny released his strength and was about to rush forward to attack Darryl. However, there was a howl of wolves nearby, and then over a hundred turbo wolves rushed forward densely. The black mass instantly surrounded Darryl, Danny, and Kimberly. Yes, those wolves were lured there by Darryl's voice technique. Danny's face changed as he faced so many turbo wolves, and he felt a chill rush from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.