This Was NeverI struggled against the bonds that held my wrists tight. The sharp metal bit into my skin, rubbing, cutting the at the flesh. I looked around; no longer was I in my room in Amity Ville. There was no mess on the floor, no computer shoved into the far corner. Instead I was sitting on a bed in a room made up of blacks and maroons and silvers. Long drapes covered high windows. Around my throat was a thin black collar; of course I could only assume it was the object that had been preventing me from 'Going Ghost' ever since I had woken up. My head throbbed dully and a bead of sweat rolled down my cheek. I felt the bile rise in my throat and I rolled to the edge of the rather large bed and threw up onto the floor. I groaned softly as I attempted to sit up slowly, only to end up throwing up again. I rolled onto my side, feeling slightly relieved of my pain, but still wishing my hands were free. I sat up, looking around again. I cringed as the metal binding my wrists together cut into my flesh,This Was Never7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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Thunder. It echoed through the skies and houses in Amity Park, growling almost constantly like a ferocious monster. The dark night skies had become the victim of thick forks of lightning darting accross the city destroying everything in their wake, the rain must have been too afraid to fall.
The weather had been like this for months, years; storming and dark yet never wet. For some reason the heavens refused to open, which in many ways made it all the worse. It started just a few days after the ghost-meteor went through Earth over ten years ago, strong winds and completely unpredictable weather patterns. Danny soon found out exactly what it was, Clockwork had explained it to him. He had said that dimensions are stacked together like dominos, natural portals open all over the place at different times and only usually last a few seconds, and that it is very unusual for two to be in permanent contact in such a way that the Ghost Zone and Earth are,
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Phantom liked to think that he was a patient person, but Danny had one quirk that not only annoyed the hell out of him, but made him want to pull out his hair in frustration.
Danny liked to talk in bed.
Not just talk, he liked to talk about mortal enemies, ghost attacks, and a myriad of other incredibly unsexy things.
Phantom was NOT a bedroom talker. In fact, really, the only thing he wanted to do in the bedroom involved about 5 words. Two of which were swear words and one of which was his name.
The other two should be fairly easy to figure out.
Not that Phantom had any other complaint about his lover. Danny was responsive and sensual, and as a teenage boy, was nearly always willing. He was an incredibly sexy handful in Phantom's opinion.
Except when he decided that it was time to talk, not much could derail his train of thought. Not that Phantom didn't try…