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Lust or Love Lust (title still in progress)
Category: Danny Phantom
Pairing: Danny x Sam
Rating: Mature (M)
He is a creature of the night, a fictional legend that most chose not
to believe in. He is the most beautiful side of darkness yet the most
dangerous thing to encounter. He is the wildest, most unruly and
untamable creature to walk the face of the earth. He was all that and
more...until he laid eyes on her. He found himself shamelessly
wanting her, needing her...and he vowed to have her one way or the
She found herself being pulled into his world of pure seduction, raw lust and, eventually, undeniable love. But they could never have been meant for each other. He was too wild and lust driven while she was deemed the opposite.
But sometimes...Love has a way of changing the wildest of creatures...into the tamest of men.
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By: Shade Shadows: The Rebel Phantom
Alone. Moonlight danced its way over dark, cold, empty buildings and streets, relishing in its dominance over the quiet dead of night. The cold winds gently searched the night. Combing its intangible fingers through trees and bushes; reaching for its partner's hand. The soft caress of night wind, the harpoon of gentle light that is a reflection of beauty in itself alone; twisting and turning, hand in hand together…they practiced the dance of a lover's night. Nothing was heard but wind's gently footsteps as it waltzed through the air.
But then nature hid the true beauty of night, leaving the wind to waltz on without its partner. The sorrowful howl of a night dog that understood the night's pain pierced the air. A strangled cry that was silenced by the very winds that longed for their partner. Carrying its own mournful wail and that of the dog's the wind scattered itself afar…for this was where he was found.
The atmosphere thickened at his very appearing, Mother Nature stepped down at his very presence and silence befriended all. The piercing orbs of emerald light, as hard as diamonds, as cold as the night they penetrated; searched all…knew all. Night's beauty held no more dominance here…this was his domain…and he shared with no one.
The long strands of silver snow hair lay motionless on his shoulders, the black clothes he wore didn't flap in the wind…they never did…for there was no wind. Mother Nature always protected her children on his presence. His aura was one that induced fear, in all things, whether alive…or dead.
He relaxed, retracting the vicious claws of fear he used to grip the night. Waiting patiently as Mother Nature let her children out to frolic across the world once again. The wind timidly ventured forward to lazily play with his hair. Its beautiful partner, the prize of the night, shone on his deathly pale features.
That beautiful face. The wide nearly innocent eyes, the perfect nose, the full red lips with their protruding fangs gleaming…all this made the perfect face…his beautiful face. Yet his beauty meant nothing to his subjects…they hated him none the less. Raising a pale, long nailed hand to his lips he removed a trickle of blood that was not his own. Slowly whipping the blood on to his tongue in a manner that, under other circumstances, would be called seductive; he smirked.
His latest victim was not as...unwilling as the others before her. She had accepted her fate without much kicking and screaming. He let out a tiered sigh, lazy after having gorged himself on human blood. With nothing more to do the lone figure took to the sky, making his way along at a steady speed. Stopping only when the flicking off of a light caught his attention.
With the smirk of the devil high on his features he phased lazily into the woman's room as she settled down under the covers. Drifting down to her he mockingly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear making her big green eyes snap open.
"Tomorrow." He whispered softly in her ear before taking off again. The poor woman sat up awake in bed, terrified of the soft whisper she had just heard.
The soft whisper that sealed her fate and confirmed her death…the soft and deadly whisper of The Phantom.
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