A. Notes: This is my fiction, which involves characters that I like. Among them are Danny Phantom/Fenton, Eragon, Murtagh, Saphira & Thorn (in human form), and many others I can’t think of… yet :). I’d like to point out that I’m turning 15 come November, thus I would like to apologize for my childish style of writing (if applicable). Also, I am proofreading my own story so I’m sorry for any mistakes. Since I’m new and don’t quite know about how things work, I appreciate any help.

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the characters (except my own, which I will inform later on) and some other stuff like cities or places etc., etc. – I only own the plot.

P.S. NO FLAMES! I hate seeing those, but constructive criticisms are welcome and I’m open for plot suggestions and writing tips if anyone would want to give any.

#MY POV#

Closer…

Closer…

Closer…

AAAAAHHHHH!!

I shot out of bed and landed on the carpeted floor. ‘Wow, what a nightmare’.

I snatched a glance at the digital alarm clock. 4:30 a.m., it read. Feeling thirsty, I began walking to the kitchen. But before that, I am Danny. Daniel Phoenix to be exact. However, I never knew that I would be going on a strange journey. Anyway, I walked down the stairs and grabbed a mug from the counter. I placed the mug under the dispenser and filled it up halfway. After a big gulp, I placed it back on the counter, too lazy to wash it. Vlad will clean it in the morning anyway. One word though, I’m an only child and my father is a thermonuclear physicist (whatever the heck that means), working in a top-secret government facility while my mother runs Promedia Inc., a company that deals with artists, movies, that kind of stuff.

Also, I live in a modern mansion, divided into the East Wing, Center House and the West Wing, which is still in renovation. Thankfully, there were no bad dreams as I slept again. Things went on as usual. When it was summer break, Mum, Dad and I took one of our private jets on a holiday. Above the Mediterranean Sea, the jet’s right turbine suddenly went ablaze. The pilot tried to maneuver but had to crash-land into the sea. We all got out safely, but just then a large wave swept me away. I couldn’t see my parents anymore.

“HELP! HELP! HELP!” I cried but it was useless. Before I knew it, I was washed ashore on a tropical island. After thoroughly searching for signs of life, I gave up and lay on the pearl-white sand. Suddenly, a bright light appeared a few meters away and then a hole opened up out of nowhere. A ghost and a boy tumbled out. Seeing this shocked me, because there was a GHOST on the beach. I could tell because he’d no legs.

“Ouch! That hurts! Whoa, where are we, Phantom?” exclaimed 15 year-old Danny Fenton. “I don’t know, Danny. I think we’re on a tropical island.” The ghost known as Danny Phantom replied. I made my way to the two. The beings saw me and a puzzled look came across their faces. “Who the heck are you guys?” I asked. “Tell me your name and I’ll tell you ours” the ghost answered. “Fine, whatever. Name’s Phoenix, Daniel Phoenix.” “Wow, what a coinkydink! We’re all Danny” the boy answered. Coinkydink? What the? “Tell us about yourself, man.” Luckily I still had my waterproof backpack with me. I took out my iPhone 3G and put it on stereo. Music sounded and I broke into song.

You’re too cool for myself

You’re way over your head

Everything you say is so irrelevant

You follow in my lead

You wanna be with me

But I just don’t want it

Love it but hate it

I can’t help the way I am

I hope you don’t misunderstand

But I’m too cool

I’m too cool to know you

Don’t take it personal

Don’t get emotional

You know it’s the truth

I’m too cool for you

You think you’re hot

But I’m sorry, you’re not

Exactly who do you think you are?

I can tell you what that you haven’t got

When you walk into the room

I’m too cool for you.

“Talk about snobby” Danny said as I was putting my iPhone 3G away. “Yeah, yeah. But since we’re the only ones here, I’ll make an exception. So just what are we going to do now?” Before events could progress further, another hole appeared and 3 handsome teens and one hot girl got out. (A. Notes: Since most of you know Eragon and Murtagh, I’m only going to describe Thorn and Saphira for you). One of the boys had crimson hair with matching eyes and a handsome face. He was quite tall with a lean, slightly muscular body and wore only red shorts. I also saw that the girl had pretty blonde hair with the most beautiful cerulean eyes. She was slim, and had the body shape of a top supermodel. She also wore a dress that only covered her chest and her lower body, leaving her abdomen, back, thighs and long legs exposed.

“Hello, I’m Eragon. These are my friends, Murtagh, Thorn and Saphira.” One of the boys said while the brunette gestured to the raven-haired boy next to him, the other boy and the girl. “Uh, did you just come out from a hole in thin air?” said a dumbstruck Phantom. “Yes, why?” Murtagh replied. “Speaking of which, how did we get here?” Danny said. “I pressed that red button in Vlad’s secret lab, remember?” Wait, did he say Vlad? “Hold on, are you talking about Vlad Masters?” I asked. “Yeah, how do you know him?” “Hello, he works as a butler in my mansion! I make his life miserable everyday. What has he done, attack you?” I said as I laughed at my words. “Sure, that’s exactly what he’s done” Danny and Phantom said.

Choco Choco Choco Choco Choco Choco Choco Choco Choco Choco

“So lemme get this straight. You two are actually one person, you split yourselves into two, and Vlad occasionally goes around attacking you? That is THE most absurd thing I have EVER heard; but I believe you. I know Vlad’s half ghost and… WHAT THE??” I stared at Murtagh and Eragon who were making out.

#MURTAGH’S POV#

I saw that the other three was starting to converse heavily. Thorn and Saphira also started talking. I turned to face Eragon. I reached over and placed my hand behind his neck, pulling him closer. Our lips met. His were chapped from hard days on the road, but I didn’t care. All that mattered was that fact that I was kissing Eragon and that he wanted me to do so. But I wanted more.

I ran my tongue along his lips, asking for entrance. It was granted. Excited, I worked to engage his tongue in battle with mine. After a little prodding, I was successful. The fight began, and, just as with swords, we were evenly matched. Neither one of us could get the advantage. It went on like that for a while; for how long, I’m not sure. The next thing I knew, Eragon was pulling away. I was about to question it when I realized we were both panting, gasping for breath. A kiss had never made me feel like that one did.

I kissed a…

And I liked it

Tasted the cherry-chapped lips

I kissed a…

Just to try it

I hope my friend don’t mind it

It felt so wrong

It felt so right

It means I’m in love tonight

I kissed a…

And I liked it

I liked it.