My Brother's Keeper Danny Phantom Novels & Stories

This is the one that Brackston expects me to get ready for him. She’s gorgeous, inheriting her looks from both parents. She looks so sweet and bubbly. Here I am, a stranger on their lands, with the job of destroying their entire family. How can I do that and still look at myself in the mirror? I refocus and swallow to moisturize my dry throat. “Hi. I’m D… Danny.” The name feels foreign on my tongue and causes bile to rise in my throat. I don’t want to do this. I just want everything to be over. I want my brother, and I want to be somewhere safe.

she said and that seemed to calm him a bit as she could hear him exhale. "This friend of yours, does Mom and Dad have his contact and address?" he asked. "Nope," April replied. "Send it to me immediately after this call and you better pick up when I call," he said, leaving no room for any argument. "Aye aye captain," April replied and he disconnected the call. She immediately sent him Nate's contact and address. "Your brother?" Nate asked. "How did you know?" April asked. "Because I'm an older brother too and I have little sister," he chuckled.

And he was right. Danny was my brother. He was making an attempt at being civil and to his credit, it looked like he really was worried when he asked about Aston. “How did you hear?” Danny shrugged. “I’ve got a couple of acquaintances out there. Wouldn’t call them friends anymore, but they called. For what it’s worth, I don’t blame you for how things went down. I didn’t give you much of a choice.”

“He had a tow job to take care of out near Wilmington and his friend had to cancel on him. So I went along with him this morning. Had to help my brother so we could make time to take the truck back out on the paths today. That’s important, isn’t it?” Just then, the driver’s side door opened and Danny’s brother, Hetrick, got out and walked around the front of the truck. He looked like a bigger, older version of Danny. He wore a similar camo hat and a red “America” shirt with the sleeves cut off. He leaned against the hood of the truck and took a can of Copenhagen chewing tobacco from his pocket. He twisted the cap off and placed a pinch of it into his mouth. “What do you kids think?” he said

"So why don't you do what you do best?" "You mean acting?" I asked, genuinely confused because I was an excellent actor and had three awards to prove it. Danny scoffed. "No. Wooing women!" I whipped around to glare at him properly. "What is that supposed to mean? Are you criticizing my acting? Because I will have you know..." "Watch it," Danny interrupted, gesturing toward the blonde woman. "You're about to lose your prey." With that, my traitorous brother walked away, leaving me to my fate.

replied Danny, confidently. "And yeah one more thing, maybe Jamima already slept with his mate because if she did you know better than anyone else about what will happen after that," Mr.Parker said, taunting him. Danny clenched his fists tightly after hearing to him as he spoke again, "Also, your opponent is not someone easy but your biggest enemy, Daniel." Hearing Daniel's name, Danny punched the wall furiously and said, "This time, not even his pack and family can save. Last time his father and brother died but this time his whole pack will face death. You asked for it Daniel, yourself."

DON VITO SOME YEARS AGO, “Bring her in.” “I hope you did a neat job. No one saw you?” “Not at all,” Danny answered. Danny is one of my secret agents who does dirty jobs for me. Smuggling, Kidnapping, Murdering. He was good, sharp, and fast. He was the right person to do this job. I know how much Antonio loves and protects his sister. I already had him disoriented after I made one of my men at his place steal the suitcase.

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.

“Or what?" He chuckles “You wouldn’t be the first kill tonight. Your name?” “Jenson” He doesn't hesitate, clearly a real name. “Your brother's pack name?” “Black Shadow.” A cackle escapes my throat. “So Dane is your brother.” There’s disappointment etched on his grimy face. “You know him?”

His name is Danny; he's Nina's boy. Even though I'm shocked and scared, I manage to get in their direction and help them into the flat; I place uncle David on my only armchair and check on his wounds. It looks awful, but thankfully it's not fatal. One good thing the clan taught me was to take care of wounds and not panic at the sight of blood. My uncle gives me a tiny smile when I'm taking care of him, and Danny is looking at me with tears in his eyes, scared and tired.