I think that last fic I did, I Remember, has pushed me back into DP fan fiction. I never officially left, but I've been hanging out in the Super Robot Monkey Team Hyperforce Go! category almost exclusively for a while.

But, seeing how my old DP fics were full of Mary Sues and such, let's just start over. I'm Netbug. I've been a DP fan since the early days and used to write tons in this fandom. It's all on my personal website gathering dust now, but I'm happy to be back with a better understanding of good fan writing, ready to get some new stuff done around here.

This one is from Dash's point of view. I'm not sure if I got his character down though. Let me know what you guys think.

This story takes place after Reality Trip.

Disclaimer: Danny Phantom and the characters from it belong to Nickelodeon. This fan fic is mine.

Lost Memory's Haunting

By Netbug009

I hate days like this.

Being the big man on campus isn't easy in the first place, but it's even harder when I don't get to wail on Fenton. After all, I have to keep a reputation here.

So, when he gets sick, of disappears (He does that a lot for some reason.), it makes my day harder. I have to find some other kid to stuff in a locker or give a swirly, and it's not like I have free gain on everybody. Some of the others will pound you if you mess with their main victims.

But, he's here today. He's sitting across the lunch room from me, talking with his loser friends about a ghost that came through. He acts like his stupid parents.

So, he's right there.

I could go over, and beat him up whenever I want to.

But I can't do that today.

Actually, I haven't been able to bug him for the whole summer. I don't get it. Am I losing my touch; my awesome bully powers? I've tried to bug him, I really have, but I've felt really funny when I try.

Why the heck am I suddenly guilty about it?!

I keep thinking about all those times I stuffed him in the garbage can and I actually feel bad about it. Why?! What did the end of last year change? I wish I could remember what could have happened to me?

Actually… there's a lot I wish I could remember. It seems like the end of last year is a big blur. Sometimes I have strange dreams about that blur. I hear rock music, and people cheering. There are 2 white rings. That's all I guess.

I have to get over this soon, so I think I'll have to figure out what those rings meant.

I'll figure it out, no matter what.

Reviews are appreciated! Flames will be used for... hmm... Darn it. I think I used all my flame jokes up in the other catagories.