Amber: Hey guys! I'm glad you liked Demi Drama, and if you did, then I hope you like ROADTRIP TO PHANTOM CITY! A whole new story and I'm ready to hit it! DANNY!
Danny: Amber doesn't own me, Butch Hartman does.
Vlad Plasmius watched the Litle, girl. She was carrying a handful of bulging groceries, and she carefully loaded them into the basket of a purple bike, and climbed it. She looked to be just a little over Daniel's age, fifteen or maybe sixteen.
Vlad chuckled. This girl was nothing. All he knew is that she went to some summer camp, and that Arum wanted her dead. Arum wouldn't tell him why, she just replied: "Classified."
Vlad was buying his time; Arum had sent him to a parallel universe, much different from his home universe.
He just needed to wait.
I rode into the driveway of my home; just a plain suburban. My friends and I were having a "Before school starts" party. It was just two days since the war ended, and we were readjusting into our lives. Or as normal as we could get, we were still freaking demigods.
"Mom, I'm home!" I called, entering my home. Okay, Athena was my mom. But I knew my stepmother better than Athena.
"WIPE YOU'RE FEET!" She called back, while washing dishes.
I did as she told me to, and placed the groceries, on the counter.
"Okay," I said taking out my list of party favors. "Soda, plates, cups, popcorn, pizza?" I asked my mom.
She nodded and pointed at a Papa John's pizza box.
"Okay, Pizza is a check!" I said, grinning. "And everything is ready!"
"By the way," My mom said speaking up, looking slightly embarrassed. "Anna's here."
My jaw dropped, and I felt absolute terror fill my gut. "You mention this to me now?" I screamed.
My mom put her hands, on her hips. "What have I told you about yelling in the house?!"
I rolled my eyes, and ran upstairs to my room. Ever since I left home for Camp Half-Blood, it felt weird being in my own room. The light green walls and the white bedding were different from the Athena cabin. I even missed the annoying conversation that my cabin mates would have; when I was trying to get some sleep.
I ran straight to the door way, and felt the guilt bomb blow on me. There sitting on my chair, was none other Anna herself. Her curly brown hair and chocolate brown eyes were still the same. Less baby fat on her face, than a year ago though. Though oddly enough, the usual presence of anime shirts were gone. Anna was now wearing a long jacket, which covered her forearms. This was odd, due to the fact it was August, in St. Petersburg, Florida.
We just stared at each other awkwardly, until I cleared my throat, trying for a smile.
She stared at me for another five seconds before speaking. "Hey," She said smiling. Her eyes, usually filled with warmth, were cold.
"Oh wow, Anna! It's been a while!" I said sounding embarrassed.
"Yeah, I know," She said, frowning deeply.
Awkward silence was blasted on full volume.
"Sol...How have you been?" I asked. Well, call me an idiot….
She blinked, and scowled. "How have I been? Hmm…let me see…YOU DITCHED ME FOR A YEAR AND A HALF!"
I winced, wishing I could crawl into a shell like a turtle. I knew she would have exploded anytime now; and for Anna it was really rare that she did so.
"Look Anna," I said, putting on my best reassuring face. "When the others get here we'll explain everything-"
"Wow, nice vocal chords there," a new voice said. It just wasn't my day, was it? My stepbrother Gilligan- or Gil as he went by-was leaning in the doorway. He was thirteen years old, but he acted like a he was a total bad boy or something, which would've made me laugh hysterically if I wasn't in such a difficult situation at the moment. Seriously, someone just go ahead and set my head on fire.
"I'd like to hear it too." Gil asked, raising his eyebrows sarcastically. "You know, what excuse they have for leaving."
My temper flared, and I tried to keep my voice calm. "We have a good excuse."
"Really?" Anna scoffed, her brown eyes flaring. "WHAT?"
I was about to answer, when I heard my TV come on. I raised my eyebrows at it, and tried to search for the remote, but it was nowhere to be seen.
"What?" I said aloud. I squinted at the screen, and I saw that old show Danny Phantom. I had been at least ten or eleven when it ended; but it also had been a favorite. I recognized the episode after searching through my brain; it was a pretty good one, actually.
The Ultimate Enemy.
I don't know why, but I had a desire to start watching it. I sat down in front of the TV and watched the program.
Anna's voice scoffed again. "You didn't answer my question!"
Gil chuckled from the doorway.
Then, I felt my necklace get tighter around my neck. I yelped in surprise, as I felt the chain burning the neck of my skin. My eyes widened, I tried to pry it off, but it kept getting tighter and tighter. It was really starting to hurt now- Oh my gods, I can't breathe!
"Bella?" Gil asked, now sounding concerned.
I made a choking sound, and fell sideways. Luckily I was already sitting down, but I twitched horribly. AIR- I NEEDED AIR!
Then, I watched in horror, as my body began turning into white wisps of smoke. They were heading towards the TV!
Let me die, I thought. Let me die, and let this end….
"BELLA!" Gil screamed, and I heard footsteps. Anna and Gil raced forward, and tried to get the necklace off, but the moment they're fingers touched the chain, they were glued to it. What the Hades was happening?!
Suddenly...we all flew towards the TV. My head pounded, and I felt like every molecule on my body was on fire…no…changing. I gave one less breath and everything went black.
The last thing I heard was a voice go:
"Oh, Cheese logs!"
"Emily, the next time you make us late, for "Sherman's personal needs", leave us out of it!" I snarled, closing the Van door. All of us had car pooled together, and were walking to Bella's house. I swear if that girl waves that damn lint roller under my nose again, I would grab it and stuff it up her-
I cursed when I accidentally stubbed my toe. Sam sniggered, and I gave her my best death glare possible.
I saw Emily suddenly stop, and put Sherman closer to her ear. "Uh, huh, yeah, OHMYGOSH!"
Oh gods someone knock m unconscious…
Alexa raised her eyebrows at Emily, and gave me a confused expression. I merely shrugged, and Alexa addressed Emily. "What?" Alexa asked.
"ONWARDS!" Emily cried. She ran faster, than all of us could manage, and we ran onto Bella's driveway. Bella's house was small on the outside, but was moderate on the inside. It was one story, with four bedrooms. For her parents, little brother, older sister (Whom was away at college), and herself.
Emily ran alongside Bella's house, searching for Bella's window. Emily found it, stared at it, and used Sherman to break Bella's bedroom window. She cackled, and climbed in.
Erin's jaw dropped in disbelief. She pointed at Emily. "Did she just...?"
Sam shook her head in disbelief. "Well, I don't want to face Bella's mom when there's a broken window involved."
Erin summoned a gust of wind, and sent our bags into the broken window. Of course we could have just carried them in, but we're just plain lazy.
We all walked nervously, as if we were waiting for Bella's mom to burst out and rip our throats out. She was nice and everything, but how would your parent react to a broken window?
"I swear that's the last time, we're giving her a Reese's cup, before we go to somebody's home." Victoria said scowling, checking that Mrs. Litle wasn't in any of the rooms were passing.
We reached her room, we climbed in, careful not to step on any broken glass. I stood outside, glancing around the room and found no Bella. Not even a sign of Anna who was supposed to be visiting. Though, an Emily was pointing at the TV.
"LOOK IT! LOOK IT!"
I rolled my eyes, and looked at the TV. That old show Danny Phantom was on…it was the episode where he meant his jerky older self. Show was okay, I like Doctor Who and Supernatural better.
The scene was taking place where Danny Fenton had just received the test answers, due to a minor explosion at the Nasty Burger- their burger joint. Seeing as Danny was going to fail his huge test exam- the C.A.T.'s he was desperate for anything. Not even Danny Fenton A.K.A. Danny Phantom, half-ghost superhero can do well in school. His teacher was stupid enough to bring the test answers, and Danny phased through- yes, he can do that- and accidentally took the answers. Instead of being boring and returning the answers, he keeps them.
Good job Danny! Time for being rebellious!
Suddenly, I saw something that distracted me; right at the moment Danny yelled out "HELLO, GREAT FUTURE!"
Standing in the background, stood a girl. She wore an owl key necklace around her neck, which looked an awful lot like Bella's.
My friends and I looked at each other, with our jaws dropped. Sam, Erin, and Victoria exchanged scared looks, and stared at me desperately. I managed a fake smirk.
"PFFT!" I said, raising my hand, and waving it down. We all laughed at the same time, turning our backs on the stupid cartoon.
Out of the corner of my eyes I saw Emily whack Sherman on her face.
I opened my eyes, and found myself lying in a strange alley. Groaning, I sat up and surveyed my surroundings. Everything looked distorted, and weird...like a cartoon.
With my head pounding, I raised my hand, and found it looked cartoony also.
I frowned, imagining my features becoming more panicked now. I felt my face, legs, arms, and looked at my hair. All were cartoony.
I saw a nearby jagged piece or mirror, and raised it to my face, with shaking hands.
"OH MY GODS!" I screamed, hyperventilated. "I'M, I'M, I'M...A CARTOON!" I gasped. I looked like a character from a Danny Phantom cartoon!
My color changing eyes had turned into a teal color, and I had red lips, and straight brown hair. Well, the last part was a perk.
I was...I was...
I cried out, throwing the mirror, across the alley. Shaking my head, I steadily got up and pulled out my iPod.
I heard two groans coming from a dumpster. I ran over to it, and pinched my nose. It smelled like freaking Myrmekes in there.
I screamed at the sight of Anna and Gil, were also cartoony, and had dazed brown eyes. I shook my head, and calmed myself down. Gil and Anna still looked hopelessly dazed.
"Guys, snap out of it!"
I snapped my fingers under their noses and they both groaned. I helped Gil out of the dumpster, and Anna climbed out.
She glanced at my face once, and jerked back. "WHAT?" She said pointing at my face.
"SHUT UP!" I snarled, anger rushing in me.
She looked surprised. I never said that to her before. Her eyes stared at me with aphrension.
I sighed, and put on a calming face. "Listen, we've got to stay calm! In order to figure this out-"
My head snapped in the direction of the noise. Gil stumbled slightly, and I couldn't blame him. The sound was making my ears ring.
"This way!" I said, and the three of us, ran out of the alley, passing a sign that said: The Nasty Burger.