Chapter 1

He did it. He had beaten Dan and had forever trapped him, so. Why did he fail at saving them? Why did his family and friends died? Why, with all of his power failed at saving his family?! All these thoughts ran through his mind as he stood in front of the destroyed Nasty Burger. Danny didn't even register the wounds he was carrying from the battle or the explosion; his wounds were deep gashes that were still pouring blood.

Some were starting to crisp while others were still dripping with the crimson liquid. The one that stood out the most was the deep gash across his stomach which did not come from the battle but from the explosion. Danny was in so much shock that he didn't even feel the pain on his body; he only felt the pain that was choking his heart. His brain was trying to register what just happened, everything was slowed down around him and the sudden emotions suddenly hit him. The feelings were so intense that he screamed.

"No. NO,No,No,No,No,No,No! They can't be dead! T-they can't b-be dead," Danny choked out the words as he screamed.

He collapsed as he screamed at the world for what just happened. He only felt misery, sadness, loss, and intense pain both physically and emotionally. He was so busy screaming that he didn't even hear the sirens of the police and ambulances, he didn't even remember being put on a stretcher as they carried him away from the horrid seen. It was in till he was put sleep that he even realized what was happening.

No they can't be gone. Was the last thing Danny thought of before he passed out.

The sounds of machines and soft breathing was the only thing that could be heard in the white hospital room. Danny had awoken a few hours ago but instead of bawling his eyes out like others who lost their family he was just quiet. His eyes were empty as he stared blankly at the wall; he was thankful that the TV was off when he woke up, it probably had the accident playing on all the channels and he did not want to see those events again. After all it would probably plague his dreams for years.

His mind was blank and empty and he wasn't sure what he would do now. His family was gone, Tuker and Sam were dead, the only one who survived was Mr. Lancer but he was in a coma and if he woke up he would be in a wheelchair. He lost both of his legs in the accident; the only thing for Danny to worry about was if he woke up and told everyone he was Phantom but that was a slim possibility of happening. Well at least not everyone died but still.

Danny sighed as he sat up and ran his hands through his dark hair.

Dad, Mom, Jazz, Tuker... Sam. Sam why did he not tell her how he felt when he had the chance, it was obvious they liked each other yet he never asked her out. He had so many chances but never took any of them because he was too big of a coward.

"Sam... I'm so sorry," he whispered into his hands. Then in a fit of rage he threw a Ecto-ball at the wall, luckily there was no cameras in his room. Danny shook as he panted heavily. "Like saying sorry will bring any of you back," he said harshly to himself. Tears were daring to come but he held them back as he tried to calm down.

As he laid back down he put his arms across his eyes as tried to think out what was going happen next.

"I'll probably will get lots of visitors this week," Danny snorted at that," like their pity will make me feel better. Nothing will ever fill this void, after all it was my fault," he said as he started to fall into his guilt.

As Danny tried to forget the events that happened and fall into a deep but troubled sleep he did not see two orange-red eyes watching him from the darkest part of the room.