Danny Phantom Youngblood の小説・ストーリー

I begged. “How can I be at your back, when I want to be by your side?” Dathan asked, taking his bloodshot eyes off a piano that rested on one end of the wall, and looking at me. “How do you expect me to be jolly and merry, when you have someone else where I'm supposed to be. Damon, of all people!” Dathan punched the table, just like Damon did, only that his own hands burst open, and blood started trickling down his fingers. “Please let me help with that.”I begged. I used to feel nauseous at the sight of blood. But that was before I was put in charge of younger girls in the orphanage. I just had to step up.

I smiled sweetly. Judy was on the floor now laughing hysterically. Damon nodded then suddenly punched me, my face snapped to the side at the impact but I didn't feel any pain, except I tasted a metallic liquid inside my mouth. "That's enough Damon," Harry said. "Don't fucking talk about her like that you dumb bitch!" He barked. I spat out the blood in my mouth and sniffed. Right. We are getting there. "Is that all you've got?" I taunted and he raised his fist again when Harry held his hand.

He had white hair, snow pale skin and his lips were a sickish blue. “If you kill him…..” She didn’t complete that and Danny just spared her a glance. If she did kill him there was literally nothing she could do, but she considered herself batman. She couldn’t kill and there was no way she would be tried for murder along with treason. She opened the capsule and cut off all power. Danny placed a hand against his chest immediately and tried to concentrate. “You do know what you’re doing right?!” Ronnie snapped. “Of course I do. Now stop talking!!” she hissed and concentrated on the ice cold energy that was strongest in his chest area.

My heart raced against my ribcage with each step I took, and seeing my friend’s blood on my hand, I couldn’t help but feel my chest ache. Entering the bathroom, I stared at my reflection for a second as I turned the faucet on to wash the blood off my hands. My eyes held anger, hatred, and darkness like never before, and I knew that all these emotions were directed at ONE person, and one person alone. I, Alpha Dante D’Angelo, will not rest or stop until you are dead, Giovanni D’Angelo. It is time for you to sleep with one eye open, because I am coming for you…

He fell forward, landing on the spear, eyes rolled back into his head. She jerked the spear out and stepped forward, avoiding the pooling blood that was turning the grass black as it leaked out of his body. She held the spear in both her hands and then drove it straight down between the shoulder blades, pinning him to the ground. His body convulsed and then a deep sigh left the wolf. Danny was dead.

He drove his claws into the Phantom's abdomen, pushing it away from his body while he struggled to stand. They fought for dominance, each beast showing off its skill and power, countering one another's attack as they both clashed. The Phantom was dominating, tearing the eye of Mark with its sharp claws and landing another heavy strike with its sharp claws on his chest. She watched from her hiding spot as the blood spilled from his body, and she heard his groaning sound, that was why was fuelled by the pain he received. “Father.!” She screamed from where she hid. She was scared to the extent, she flaunted his orders and did as her heart had instructed.

He is a merciless Vampire king, who crushes everything that comes in his way. DANNY LAVENDER Name: Danny Surname: Lavender Age: 109 (26 as human age) Species: Werewolf Height: 6'1 Speciality: Able to see past and Strength Relationship status: In relation with Jamima Character: Charming, cute, playboy, possessive, strong, brave, smart, stylish.

David voice was now laced with venom and I sent him a glare before masking on a blank expression. "Oh come on, she willingly." Joey whined "Alex is never going to-" "It's not like we're going to feed off her! " Danny said with a smirk. "Shut the fuck up, Danny, she's not a toy to mess around with!" he spat . " What the hell? She's not a queen but a mere human blood bag" Danny infuriated him further whereas i watch it without any emotion. "You better take it back before I fucking beat the shit out of you!"

Danny’s sharp inhale signaled his gaining courage to reveal what had been clawing at him since the interview—that he was the new Old Man, Napi. “Uncle, how do you know the gift runs in me, too?” Danny asked, his voice trembling on the edge of disbelief.