#using dannys vivisected corpse as a security blanket

[schwarz-san]

A DP AU idea

Fenton is important.

Phantom is the Hero of Amity.

Danny Fenton is lying dead in his arms.

...It wasn't supposee to be like this.

Not like this.

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Ecto fire burns, devouring whole of Amity. Lighting up the obscure skies and the ruins of the town.

Everything is gone, destroyed, dead. Not a single ghost can be found, and its all his fault.

He only wanted recognition, why did everything end up like this?

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He slumped to the pavement, Fenton lying on his arms, dead, broken, bathed in his own blood and ectoplasm with his chest cavity pried open for the entire world to see.

Not that thers anyone left to see it.

"Don't move."

He paused in his own thoughts. Looking up, he's greeted by the sight of Red Huntress, Valerie, poimtingher ecto-gun on him.

"Valerie..."

There's something not right about her.

Eversince moving to Amity park, going through countless amount of ghost atracks, he learned to differentiate ghost from humans.

(A bit too late to notice Spectra and her servant...)

Taking in her ethereal glow(a bit dimmer compared to most ghost somehow), the way her feet doesn't seems to touch the ground no matter how planted they seems to be and the oozing green seeping out of her visible wounds, he could tell...

Valerie is dead.

(—the GIW did something to Amity. Ghost can't stay in Amity for some reason and the dead doesn't turn to ghost no matter how much ectoplasm there is)

She's dead, and the only reason she's standing in from of him is through sheer will power and spite.

And its all his fault.

"Let him go Weston," she charge up her gun.

"Now."

Wes didn't respond, only turning his eyes to Danny's body before laying it down to the ground silently.

Valerie walks closer, leaving trails of bubbling, boiling ectoplasm with every steps she made. Wes could tell, she didn't have much time left. Soon, she'll be gone, just like the rest of the ghost that opted to stay behind Amity after what the GIW did.

"I'm an idiot." She chuckled.

"All this time, it was you all along. And to yhink that i broke up with you to protect you and so that i could hunt ghost better when you're in fact, more than capable of hunting ghost and protecting yourself from them." She looked like she wanted to say more, to hold him close and just babble about everything and anything until her time is up but refrained from doing so. Instead, she send Wes the most hate filled glare that he had every seen.

"I want to kill you."

And that's fine, Wes wants to die too.

"But I won't." She put her gun down.

"I want to kill you ,to make you feel what i feel, to make you feel what danny felt in those bastards hands. But I won't, Danny won't want that. It won't bring him, everything, everyone back. It won't even make me feel better." She isn't looking at Wes anymore, she has that mad glint in her eyes, flashing red as she speak and her emotions peak. It grew everytime she list down everythingshe wants to infict on him for causing this entire mess, her face morphing in to something more derange as she fell further towards her newfound obsession.

Making Wes suffer.

And he deserve all of it, he knew that.

But... it doesn't seem like she'll be able to follow through her obsession for long.

"Don't die Weston."

It would be forever burned in his mind, the sight of danny's vivisected body, and the sight of Valerie slowly melting in to a puddle of boiling ectoplasm over danny's corpse as she stared at him with her glowing red eyes.

"Watch the world burn from your sins you monster."

She melted, leaving only her eye before it, too melted as well.

"It's the least you can do."

And just like that, she's gone. He's alone, surrounded by the burning remains of his home town, the proof of his sins.

He slumped further in to the ground, staring at danny's corpse and the still bubbling ectoplasm that once have been Valerie's ghost.

He trembled, his hands shake as he clutched his head and covered his face, letting out a strangled cry in despair.

He isn't even allowed to die now!

Now bound to watch the world burn with his own fault.

If...! If he just didn't outed danny, hadn't exposed his secret, hadn't succeded in his endeavors! Then maybe, just maybe, the world won't end up like this. The world wouldn't have ended at all!

Everything is gone and it's all his fault.

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The world continue to burn and all wes could is watch.

It's been a year and he's the only one left, no one, not a single life form on earth is left except from him. No animals, no plants, nothing except him and danny's vivisected corpse, that had not rotten one bit even at this point, lying on a casket with wheels that he dragged around wherever he goes.

(—he should have buried him, to let him rest for good and be at peace. He deserve it, after all he did for Amity, for the world and for everything that he went through, good rest is something that he desreve more than everyone else.

But he just can't. No matter how hard he tried, he just can't make himself leave him, to make him rest in peace

—he doesn't want to be alon—!)

Not even those mindless half dead abominations (not danny, never him) that the GIW made in a futile attempt at replicating danny's halfa status.

It's been a year, he barely slept and hadn't eaten anything at this point. What ever the GIW did, ghost weren't the only one affected.

Frankly, Wes isn't sure if he could even called human at this point.

There's nothing left and isn't sure what to do anymore other than doing what valerie told him last year.

"Then perhaps I could just reap you right now," a echoing voice startled Wes out of his own thoughts, he froze and everything JUST S T O P P E D.

The fire, the ashfall, the wind and the ever present crackling sound of the ongoing apocalypse.

Everything stopped.

"Though tempting as it is, I won't, because just likeyoung valerie said, Daniel wouldn't like that." Wes feeling–feel–felt eternity stretched as he watch the halted world around him before turning to the talking figure.

A purple robed clock themed ghost that shift from a baby, a man, and an eldeely man. It's lower half being nothing but a wispy ghost tail holding a equally clock themed staff with C W initials on it.

(For a moment, Wes swore that thought he saw the staff flicker and got replace with a scythe. It was so sudden that Wes almost didn't noticed)

Wes stared at the ghost as the ghost leveled him with a stern expression. Reluctantly, he asked,

"...are you Death?"

It doesn't seem impossible if Wes really think about it, considering that seems to be ghost for everything. Nature, Disasters, Dreams, Nightmares just to name a few.

So it's only fair to think that Death would be some kind of ghost as well.

(He wondered how the ghost isn't affected by what the GIW did but considering that time seems to stop at the moment—)

"Death, young Weston, comes with time. Both being absolute until the very end." The ghost said cryptically, somehow managing to explaining everything yet not at the same time.

"Now, I am Clockwork, young Weston. I must ask, how does it feels to know that you trigger the end of the world? Just curious."

Wes flinched at the defenitely accusing tone. His eyes fell to danny's corpse and his casket and felt everything crashdown on him once again at the reminder as he felt his body trembled.

"I-I..." what is he supposed to say?

"Under normal circumstances, I don't interefere with the timeline, it distrupt order after all. Event like this however, requires intervention."

For a moment, Clockwork's staff seems to flicker.

"And just like I said before, as much as I'm tempted to snuff out your existence out of every possible timeline in the ever expanding multiverse, Daniel won't approve if such thing."

Of course, apparently, this Clockworks ghost knew Danny personally and in good enough term that he could addressed Danny as 'Daniel' which is as far as he knew is something that Danny hates just as much as 'Dan'.

"That and I have thought of a better way to recycle you."

Wait, recycl—!

All of a sudden, the world turn upside down and spin, he then saw a familiar body in familiar clothes holding a rope that connected to Danny's casket and he felt something hit the side if his head and—

Oh.

So he couldn't even see the end like he promised.

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A familiar ceiling and blarring noise of an alarm clock greeted Wes when he opened his eyes and ears.

He blinked, and suddenly shot forward out of his bed (his bed? Wasn't his bed gon—) his hands flew to his neck, to his head, to his body, making sure that his head is still connected to his body.

He let out a sigh of relief when he found that he's still intact.

A little calmer than before, Wes look around the place he woke up to. It... look exactly like his old room, his room way before he ended the world, the conspiracy board, his computer, his window, and multitude of picture of Danny both in his form.

His felt his face burn in embarassment and shame when it dawn to him that he had secretly taken pictures of danny in swimming trunks at P.E.

(Ancients, he really was that shameless wasn't he?)

Wes shut the alarm off and ignored the the conspiracy board (and danny's pictures when he was alive, alive, half alive, and not yet dead) and turn to what supposed to be his room.

This doesn't make sense.

This doesn't make any sense at all.

Clockwork flashed back to his mineld as well does the sight of his own headless body standing still while holding the rope of danny's casket.

He died.

He was dead.

How? How is this possible?

Eveything was gone, no one was left he was the only one left and—!

"Danny...."

God, where's danny?! His casket? Wha—!

His panic was interupted by the door being slammed opened.

"Dude! Dad's been waiting downstairs! Food's getting colder, better get down before he c—"

Standing in the door is his brother.

His long dead brother, telling him that's breakfast is ready.

His long dead brother who died from an ecto-ranium bullet to his forehead by the GIW.

Wes screamed.

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It's been a while since i write something, i hope i did fine.

That said, a DP fic idea! Don't know if i should make a whole fic s8nce i dont really have much time but i figure that i coild jist write them down here and continue them if i feel like it.

And the idea is free for everyone too!

Anyway,

Thanks for reading, Schwarz out!