Hello, Danny Phantom fans! I'm finally back from my break (okay, so maybe I wasn't completely off the message boards. I've been reading some of the fan fictions that are up, and I must say that you guys are doing really good! I just couldn't stay away!) I thought to celebrate my return, I'm going to repost "The Life of Saralyn"! Enjoy!
CHAPTER 1: THE BEGINNING (part 1)
I sighed in disappointment as my sister, Carmen, and I looked up at a house across the street from where we stood. The house of my aunt Rebecca and uncle Carl. I loved my aunt and uncle, but they had a bit of an obsession. What's the obsession, you may ask? Two words: ghost hunting. Uncle Carl is ABSOLUTELY obsessed with ghosts. Aunt Rebecca used to be sort of neutral, but uncle Carl's obsession must've rubbed off on her. I groaned.
"Can't we stay at one of your friend?s house? Mom and dad will never know!" I persuaded Carmen.
"No way," Carmen said. "I know that you think that Aunt Becca and Uncle Carl are weird..."
"BUT THEY ARE!" I cried. "YOU THINK THAT TOO!"
"Calm down!" Carmen said, "I know that also, but mom and dad said that staying with our aunt and uncle will help us..." Then Carmen started air quoting. " 'bond' or 'find things in common' or 'get along with each other' or something." I groaned even more and returned my focus on the house.
Oh, sorry, I'm getting a little carried away with my complaining. Hi, my name is Saralyn, but my friends call me Sara. The only people that call me Saralyn are teachers and my parents when they're angry. I live in a town called Amity Park, and so do my aunt and uncle. The reason Carmen and I were staying at our aunt and uncle's house was because our parents are going on a cruise ship through the Bahamas. Carmen and I BEGGED them to take us with them, but they insisted we stay here.
Carmen and I looked at each other nervously. We slowly started walking across the street. All of a sudden, a boy zoomed down the streets, crashing into me. I hit the ground hard on my side.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!" the boy said, helping me up.
"It's alright." I said. ?Just some internal bleeding, that?s all.?
The boy smiled. "I haven't seen you around before." He said. "I'm Danny Fenton."
"I'm Saralyn. You can call me Sara. This is my sister, Carmen." I said. "I've heard of your parents. Aren't they ghost hunters?" Danny nodded.
"So are our aunt and uncle." Carmen said.
"Cool." Danny said.
"DANNY!" a voice cried. We turned around. Two people, a Goth girl and a techno boy geek were running towards us.
"What is it, guys?" Danny asked.
"There's a g---!" the Goth girl said. She saw me and Carmen and stopped.
"Uhhh..." the geek said. He then whispered something in Danny's ear.
(What's at the park?) I thought.
Danny's eyes widened. "I got to go." he said, turning to me, "Nice meeting you. Come on, Tucker... Tucker?"
But Tucker wasn't paying attention to Danny. He was paying more attention to me.
"Hey, there. I'm Tucker Foley. That's T.F. as in too fine!" he said.
"Uhhh...?" I said. Then the girl came up and grabbed Tucker's ear.
"OW! OW! OW!" Tucker said. Then they ran off, with Tucker yelling to me. "CALL ME!" he cried.
I watched them until they were out of sight, Carmen and I bursting in laughter. We knocked on the door. Uncle Carl opened the door. He was a tall, rather chunky man with blonde hair and brown eyes that were always crinkled into a smile. He wore a checkered t-shirt and trousers.
"Carmen! Sara!" uncle Carl cried, giving both of us a big hug.
"Hi, uncle Carl." Carmen said. "Going golfing again?"
Uncle Carl nodded and smiled. "Auntie Becca is in the kitchen, making dinner." he said. "Go upstairs, 2nd and 3rd door on the left are your rooms." Carmen and I nodded and raced upstairs.
"Hey, that Danny guy is kind of cute, huh?" she said, hinting me.
?Geez, Carmen, get real.? I said. I let out a chuckle to myself as I began unpacking.
(I can't believe the SC1 almost kissed me.) I thought. (Neither can I believe that I mistook Saralyn for the SC1!)
I huffed out an angry sigh. I watched as my breath showed and disappeared. I looked up at the sky. It was perfectly clear, not one sign of a cloud in sight. The moon and the stars blinked in radiance, like they were dancing together. I sighed again.
A chilly wind blew. I didn't care. My whole body felt numb.
All of a sudden, a light flashed before me. The light was so blinding, I backed against the wall. Then, just like that, it was gone. I opened my eyes and let out a sigh of relief. I changed into my ghost form and took off into the air. I flew slow, taking in the view. Something flew past my ear like a lightning bolt and a giggle carried in the air. I caught a glimpse of red in my peripheral vision, but when I looked, nothing was there.
(I must be imagining things.)
I smiled and flew home.
"Th-th... there's TWO OF YOU?!" Danny screamed.
"No, Danny." I said, shaking my head. "I'm the real Saralyn. That one's a clone!"
"No, I'm the real Saralyn!" the SC1 said. "It's obvious she's the clone!"
Danny looked back and forth at me and the SC1. He then turned and charged at me.
"Huh?!" I cried.
I dodged as Danny threw a punch at me.
"Danny, it's me!" I cried.
"Nice try!" he said.
I dodged every move that he threw at me. I then locked eyes with the SC1. Her eyes were twinkling and mocking me. Suddenly, something popped into my head.
"So, what? She's like some kind of angel?..."
My eyes darted around until I saw a stray cat. I picked it up and flew towards the SC1. I jump kicked her into the wall and shoved the cat in her face.
"What are you doing, you freak?! I... ah... ah..." she said. "Ah... ah..."
"Yeah, that's it." I cried. "Come on!"
Danny jumped behind me and pinned me against the ground.
"Danny, stop! It's me!" I cried.
"If you think I'm some kind of fool!..." Danny said, his eyes glowing with anger.
"Just look!" I said, motioning him towards the SC1.
"Ahhh... Ahhhhhh...." SC1 cried. "ACHOOOOOO!"
Giant gusts of wind blew out, and the SC1's black, feathery angel wings appeared. She gasped. Danny stood in horror, then turned to me.
"S-Sara?" he said.
"You think?" I said. "Now get off me!"
Danny scrambled to his feet and helped me up.
"Sorry." He said blushing. "How'd you know about that?"
"You wanna ask some question?" I said. "Or do you wanna kick some butt?"
Danny smiled and we turned towards the SC1. She picked up her wings and started to lift off in the air.
"Haha," she cackled. "so long, LOSERS!"
"Get back here!" Metallica screeched.
"Hey, watch it, Jazz! Ow!" I cried as my sister shoved a brush through my hair.
"How can I?!" She cried. "I mean, my little brother is going on his FIRST date!"
"How many times do I have to tell you?! It's not a date!" I said, swatting the brush out of her hand. "I'm just meeting with my friend."
"Who just so HAPPENS to be a girl, and it's just you two. ALONE..." Jazz said with a smirk.
"Whatever." I said rolling my eyes.
But still, I couldn't help but think.
(Am I REALLY going on a date with Saralyn?) I thought. (I mean, we're just friends hanging out. But still... I mean, she IS my best friend, but...)
"So, we need to talk about what you should wear." Jazz said, interupting my thoughts.
I left out a angry huff of breath out. Then, I thought of something.
"Hey, Jazz..." I said. "Why don't I pick something out and you critique it for me?"
"Okay." She said giddily.
She skipped out of the room, probably eager to tell mom and dad.
And I was right.
"DANNY!" my parents cried, bursting into my room. Jazz strolled in after them.
"Why didn't you tell us you were going on a date with someone?!" my mom cried.
"Mom, like I told Jazz, I'm just hanging out with a friend."
"Who just so HAPPENS to be a GIRL, and it's just---" my dad said.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just the two of us. ALONE." I said, imitating how Jazz said it. "I've already gone through that with Jazz."
"Well," my mother said, shaking her head. "if you need anything, just let us know. I want your da... I mean, GET-TOGETHER with your... uh, friend, to be perfect."
"MOM!" I cried. "She's NOT my girlfriend!!!"
"I didn't say that, but if you say so, then that's that. Whatever you say." she said, winking at my dad.
I buried my face in my hand and pointed at the door. "Just... go."
My parents looked at each other, like there was something they knew that I didn't.
Jazz sighed dreamily. "Clueless." She smiled and skipped away.
"Freak." I said, turning around and crossing my arms as my parents closed the door.
I took a deep breath and changed into my ghost form. I opened my window, taking in the stinging cold wind that blew into my room. I shivered slightly, but ignored it. I lifted up from the ground and took off. I reached into my pocket and took out the piece of paper Sara gave me. I read it, then raised my eyebrow.
(The address is... an alley?) I thought.
Excitement and concern tingled through my spine, but I shook it off.
(Just relax.) I thought. (Relax...)
I felt my heart drop into my stomach, but I shook it off and transformed to my ghost half as I ran. I moved swiftfully through the obstacles and the large clutters of guards that stood in my way. I declared to myself that one day I could be an epic spy or star in an action movie. I heard the sound of crashing in the prison room. I whipped around and saw Metallica lying on the ground, motionless.
"Metallica!" I cried.
I ran towards him and knelt by his side.
"Metallica! Are you okay?" I said, shaking him slightly.
"I'm fine," Metallica moaned in pain. "just... go."
"No, I'm not leaving you here!" I shook my head quickly.
"Oh, look." Skulker said, standing a few feet away from us. "Looks like the ghost welp has found a new crush."
"What?! He's a bird!" I said, then I turned to him. "No offense."
"None taken." Metallica said assuringly, rolling his eyes.
Skulker took a step closer.
"Get back!" I said, standing in front of Metallica.
I extended my hand forward and it started glowing with ectoplasm. "Not one more move."
Skulker chuckled. "You think that your puny little ghost ray will defeat me?"
I glanced up at the ceiling and noticed a giant chandelier hanging. Right above where Skulker was standing. I grinned sinisterly.
"No, but this will." I said.
I shot my hand up and a ghost ray shot from my hand to the chandelier. The chandelier fell and landed on Skulker, KOing him instantly.
"Yes, it worked!" I cried, pumping my fist in the air.
I turned back to Metallica. "Do you think you can stand?"
Metallica tried, but failed. "No."
I thought for a while.
"Here, give me your wing." I said, offering my hand.
Metallica obeyed. I grabbed his other wing and lifted myself into the air. For a giant metal bird, he was really light.
"Alright, let's go." I said.
I flew through many doors, Metallica guiding me of how to get out (Skulker's place is WAY bigger on the inside than the outside, apparently). The whole time flying, I was so worried.
"You okay?" Metallica asked.
"No, I'm not!" I said, shaking my head. "There's an evil clone of me roaming through Amity Park and my friends think it's me! What am I going to do?!"
"Okay, first off, calm down." Metallica said. "I'm pretty sure we'll think of something to get rid of the SC1."
"Of course, I mean, I helped make the clone."
"WHAT?!" I screeched.
"That's not the point!" Metallica said. "The point is that we need to think of a way to destroy the clone from doing anything bad! I mean, what's the worst that can happen?"
And I had NO idea that the worst would happen tonight...
Ever since we came back with Saralyn, I've noticed how... strange she's been acting. I mean, she is usually nice and such, but now she was acting all rebellious and, well, un-Sara-ish.
"Sara, you sure you're okay?" I asked as we walked to school.
"Duh!" she cried. "I'm better than ever!"
"Uhm..." I said, studying her.
(Something just... doesn't seem right.) I thought. (But, what?)
I examined what she was wearing. Usually, she wears bright colors and all, but today, she was wearing a stain-colored t-shirt that looked 3 sizes larger, baggy sweats and sneakers that looked puke-green.
I studied her face. Same eye color, same hair color, same features. I shook my head.
(Maybe it's a girl thing...) I thought.
"Hey, Danny?" Saralyn said.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"I, uh... left my books at my house. Can you meet me somewhere tonight?"
I was slightly shocked by that. Was she asking me out?
"Uh, sure." I said slowly.
"Thanks." Saralyn smiled.
She took out a crumpled up piece of paper and a pen. She scribbled something down and gave it to me. She then turned in the other direction and bolted. I raised my eyebrow and looked that the piece of paper, which I had to squint to read her writing. It was where to meet her. I shoved it in my pocket and sighed in confusion.
(Yeah, something's TOTALLY up.) I thought.
I shook my head and continued walking to school.
"Metallica, please." I pleaded. "You have to get me out of here."
"I wish I could, but..." Metallica said, his voice trailing off.
"Please, Metallica," I said. "you have to stand up to Skulker, or else him and his cruelness will continue."
Metallica shook his head.
"You can't let fear run your life." I said. "How do you think I'm feeling right now? Your master just sent a clone of me to ruin my life and my best friend."
"I thought Skulker said..."
"He's NOT my boyfriend!" I said, gritting my teeth.
"Sorry..." Metallica said. "but you're right. I should stand up to Skulker."
"That's the spirit." I said with a grin.
We heard footsteps again. Metallica turned around and took a firm stance as Skulker came into the room.
"How is the prisoner?" Skulker asked Metallica.
"Who asked you?" Metallica snarled.
Skulker tensed up. "Ex-CUSE me?!"
"That's right, I said it." Metallica said.
"How DARE you speak to me like that! I am your creator---"
"No, how dare YOU speak to ME like that!" Metallica stood over Skulker. "I am so SICK and TIRED of you snapping and speaking to me so rudely! I have had it!"
Skulker's eyes were filled with a mixture of fear and fury.
"I will NOT tolerate with you anymore!" Skulker said.
Several rockets and rays popped out. Metallica raised his massive metal wings, revealing his razor sharp talons.
"Bring. It. On!" Metallica said.
"Metallica, no!" I cried.
"I have to." Metallica said. "I've been waiting MONTHS for this."
Skulker lunged towards Metallica, but Metallica flapped his wings, sending massive gusts of winds towards Skulker. Skulker couldn't handle the winds and flew way back into the wall. Metallica whipped around and used his beak to slice the lock in two. The door swung opened.
"Quick, you have to get out of here!" he said.
"But, what about you?" I asked.
"I'll be okay." Metallica said. "I have some unfinished business with Skulker."
I nodded slowly and ran out of the room.
"GUARDS!" I heard Skulker bellow. "SEIZE THE PRISONER! DO NOT LET HER ESCAPE!"
"We just past that old collapsed building from Rudy." he said.
Just the sound of his name made me cringe.
"How long until we get there?" I asked through the Fenton headphones.
"Not long." Tucker said. "I don't know exactly how long, but not long."
"Gee, thanks." I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes.
All of a sudden, I felt my body freeze. I felt a tingle down my spine. I turned around.
(Is someone following us?) I thought.
"Danny, come on!" Sam cried.
"Uh..." I said. "I'll catch up with you guys later. I need to check something out." I said.
"You sure you know how to get there?" Aaron asked.
"Y-yeah." I said and I turned my speaker off.
I flew slowly in the other direction.
"Hello? Is someone there?" I called.
I flew more, but quicker.
"Danny...?" a voice called.
"Huh?" I said, turning around.
(Was that... Saralyn?) I thought.
"Sara?" I called. "Sara! Where are you?!"
"Danny...?" the voice called again.
I looked and looked, but still nothing. I then felt a hand on my shoulder. I whirled around and my mouth fell open.
"Danny..." Saralyn said, a smile growing on her face.
"Sara!" I said, pulling her into a hug. "I'm so glad you're okay."
Sara pulled away and wiped something that looked like a black tear. Possibly from makeup?
"How did you escape?" I asked.
Saralyn slightly hesitated.
"Well," Sara said, drawly, "I managed to escape my small prison and show Skulker and Metallica who's boss!"
"Metallica?" I asked, "Was that the metal bird who took you?"
Sara froze. "Yes."
"Well, that doesn't matter." I said, feeling like my face will explode from my smile, "You're okay, you're safe, and Skulker can't hurt you anymore."
Saralyn nodded again
"Hey, are you okay?" I asked. "You seem kind of... stiff."
Saralyn shook her head. "Probably from that... nasty cot that they put in."
"Man, it must've been hard." I said.
As I turned around and started flying in the other direction, Saralyn cracked a sinister smile and an evil chuckle.
"And it STILL is..." she said as she flew quickly behind.
I sighed as I sat on the uncomfortable cot. I patted the pillow, which felt like a giant pillow-sized rock. I heard the sound of heavy footsteps. I jumped up and walked over to the bars. Metallica appeared.
"Where did you go?" I asked.
"None of your business." Metallica snapped, turning his back to me.
"Sorry." I murmured.
There was a small silence.
"Why do you listen to Skulker?" I asked.
"He is my master." Metallica replied, deadpanly.
"But he treats you like garbage! How can you put up with that?"
Metallica sighed and shook his head.
"I have to," Metallica said. "or else he might disable me."
"So..." I said, completely baffled. "You're going to put up with all that crudeness and nonsense just because you're afraid?"
Metallica shook his head again. We then heard the sound of footsteps.
"Please," he said. "I don't want to talk about this anymore. For now."
I nodded. I felt my body tense up as Skulker entered with an evil smirk on his face.
"What are you so smiley about?" I questioned Skulker harshly.
"I have just discovered the way to destroy your life. And the ghost child, Danny Phantom."
My whole body froze. I felt like someone just headbutted me in the stomach.
"What are you babbling on about?" I said, trying to hide the stutter that built up in my throat.
Skulker chuckled. "Observe."
He took out a remote and pressed a button, his smile widening. A figure appeared. A female, with brown hair and...
(No... no, no, NO!) I screamed in my head.
The girl... was me.
"Yes, take it all in." Skulker said. "For as you can see, I have managed to clone you. Same looks, same ghost form... however, something else..."
"What do you mean, something else?"
"Apparently, a feather DNA got mixed up in your DNA, so..."
All of a sudden, two feathery black wings appeared on the clone's back.
"So, you're saying, she's some kind of angel or something?" I said.
"How?!" I cried, unable to control the fear that began striking into my heart.
"I'd rather not spill my secrets."
Skulker cleared his throat.
"Anyways," he continued. "I call it the Saralyn Clone 1, or SC1. I will use her to... manipulate... your precious little boyfriend."
"He's NOT MY BOYFRIEND!" I said, gripping the bars so hard my knuckles turned white.
"SILENCE!" Skulker cried again.
He turned to the SC1. "Now, go. Fulfill your mission."
The SC1's wings disappeared and she turned into her ghost half.
"Yesss... master." she said with the same evil smile as Skulker's.
(My voice... she has my voice...) I thought, completely stunned.
Skulker chuckled and walked away.
(Danny, be careful.) I thought. (Please...)
We were searching through the maps that my parents had collected of the ghost zone, trying to see where Sara might be.
"No." Aaron said. "Maybe we should just take a break..."
"No!" I cried. "Keep looking!"
"But Danny, there's no clue to where Sara might be." Tucker said.
"I don't care!" I said, my eyes beginning to glow green.
"Danny, calm down!" Sam said, frightened.
I realized how angry my voice sounded and took a deep breath.
"Sorry, guys." I said. "It's just that..."
"We understand." Sam said, putting a hand on my shoulder.
Aaron skimmed through a map once more. "Man, there's NO map that can help us find Sara!"
The others thought about it.
"Actually..." I said, changing forms. "There is one map..."
"No..." Tucker said.
"You don't mean..." Sam said.
"That's right." I said.
I walked up to a machine and pushed a button. A figure of a purple map with a skull on it appeared.
"What's that?" Aaron asked.
"This is the Infi-Map.? Sam said. ?This map can lead you to any realm, any door, and any DIMENSION in the entire ghost zone, past, present, and future!"
"Well, where is it?"
I took out a map and pointed to an area of the map that was all snowy.
"My friend, FrostBite, is the guardian of the map." I said. "Maybe we can convince him to lend it to us."
"I don't think so..." Tucker said, shaking his head. "Remember LAST time?"
"Tucker, shut up!" Sam cried, elbowing him hard in the stomach.
"So, you guys ready?" I asked.
The others nodded and piled into the Spector Speeder and we took off into the ghost zone.
I was lying on a bed that was harder than iron. I was behind metal bars, like I was in a prison cell. I jumped from the bed and ran over to the bars.
"W-where am I?" I said, grasping the metal bars between my hands. "What's going on?!"
"Relax, child." the voice said again.
"Who are you?" I said.
"My name is Metallica."
"Okay, Metallica. Show yourself."
I heard a couple of heavy footsteps. Out of the shadows appears a giant metal eagle. His wings nestled by his sides.
"Why did you kidnap me?" I said.
"I was sent by my master." Metallica said.
I studied him.
"I'm going to take a WILD guess. Is your master is Skulker?"
"Yes. How did you know?" Metallica asked, tilting his head slightly to the side.
"Lucky guess." I said, rolling my eyes.
A door was yanked open. The intense light from outside the room stung corneas, but I could see a silhouette standing underneath the doorframe.
"Ah, so you have completed your task." a deep voice said.
"Yes... master." Metallica said, turning around and bowing.
Skulker stepped forward and his eyes settled on me.
"Skulker, what do you want with me?" I said, gripping the bars tighter.
"Well, it's really obvious." Skulker said. "Your head on my trophy case would look rather fine."
"You'll be stopped." I said. "Right now, Danny and my friends are planning to save me!"
Skulker chuckled. "Those welps? Please."
"They've kicked your butt before. With the gorilla and---"
"STOP CORRECTING ME!" Skulker boomed.
His voice echoed along the walls.
"Watch over the prisoner." Skulker stalked out of the room.