Discovered

Chapter 1-

Danny's POV

I was hurt, badly. Pain roared in my side like venom. The splitting headache didn't help either. Pain increased in my leg as I felt pressure on it. I screamed in pain, not daring to open my eyes. I could sense people around me. I just hoped it wasn't Valerie. Or my mom. The fight I had just had with Vlad left me weak, injured. I was vulnerable. I felt more pressure on my leg and screamed in agony, ending in a coughing fit. It hurt terribly. I groaned and whimpered in pain.

"Someone please help!" I heard a voice scream.

The voice sounded close as I felt people close in on me. I felt panic slowly coming over me. I whimpered and tried to move back, wincing at the pain. I felt a hand push me back down, I flinched.

The person was gentler than I imagined. I groaned as I felt pressure and piercing pain on my side. I moved my hand to my abdomen trying to feel what was there. A gentle hand, the same gentle hand moved mine out of the way.

"Don't Phantom, your injured." I heard the voice again, I couldn't quite place it. It had an edgy rasp. My stomach dropped as I put two and two together. I whimpered trying to get away from who I just figure was Valerie. I felt her hand again stop me and I flinched.

"It's okay, Phantom. I'm not going to hurt you." Valerie explained. I couldn't exactly trust her but I was injured, not much to do about it now.

I groaned again as I tried to relax. I felt the hard surface of the concrete under my body and I shifted slightly, wincing at the pain it brought.

"Phantom, stay still." She worriedly ordered.

I stilled as much as I could and I felt hand brushing through my white hair. It was do comforting and I'll be honest, I was really out of it. I lost a lot of blood and I had no idea where I was.

"Wh-wha?" I whimpered trying to ask her what happened.

"Shh.." Her voiced was soothing.

Harry still felt on edge around her. This could be a trick. Attack while he's down.

Valerie's POV

The phantom was broken. I watched in what I first saw as pleasure as he fell onto the sidewalk. I inched closer, ignored the cries the civilians let out for their hero. As I looked at him something clicked.

Click

He looked so matted and so broken. His leg was bent a weird way and a big puddle, that was increasing every second surrounded him. It was very odd though, his blood looked like a mixture of red human blood and green ghostly ectoplasm.

I felt pity, I don't know what has gotten into me, I kneeled down on his right side and looked him over. My eyes trailed to his leg that was bent. I put some pressure on it to see if it was broken and then I heard Phantom's cry. I winced and I felt remorse. He ended his scream in a coughing fit and i grew very worried.

I turned my head and screamed, "Somebody please help!" I immediately tuned my attention back to the ghost boy.

Pain was knitted in his brow also with a hint of fear. I heard him whimper as he tried to move back. Obviously scared of my shout. I gently pushed him back down. He seemed to slightly calm but I wouldn't blame him. He had every right to be scared.

My eyes moved to his side where a piece of metal bar was sticking out. I almost gagged but instincts kicked in. I quickly pulled the metal out. It wasn't as long as I thought it was. I heard him groan and I quickly tore off a piece of my skirt and put pressure on the wound.

I looked to see Phantom's hand moving down towards the wound. I gently moved his hand back, and said,

"Don't Phantom, you're injured."

He seemed to be in thought and suddenly whimpered and tried to back up again. I gently pushed him back down, knowing he must've figured out who was sitting beside him.

"It's okay, Phantom. I'm not going to hurt you." I tried to calm him. He seemed to visible relax which I was relieved for.

He shifted slightly as I looked him over for other injuries. He winced and I said calmly,

"Phantom, stay still."

He seemed to still to his best ability and I sighed, looking at my hands. They had some blood on the, and I tried to wipe it on my torn skirt. I looked over to the would I had place my discarded skirt fabric on and saw it started to seep through. I silently paniced and put some more pressure on it. I brushed my other hand through his think hair. Much like Danny's...

"Wh-Wha?" Phantoms voice reached my ears. He looked and seemed like a scared innocent child. I broke my heart in two.

"Shh..." I whispered, continuing to brush his hair with my fingers.

I turned to see people running towards me. In the front want Jazz Fenton, and Sam Manson. Continued by other civilians.

The goth ran up and crouched by Phantom. Tears brimmed he eyes. I was confused on why she cared so much. Then again, why did she?

"Danny? Danny!" The goth shouted, trying to get the ghosts attention. Behind her stood Jazz, eyes too full of tears.

"Phantom. Can you open your eyes?" I asked gently, getting a couple of confused glares.

I shrugged them off and watched the ghost. His eyes scrunched with a groan and finally his eyes peaked open. The usual vibrant green eyes that were full of life... If that makes sense, were dull and cloudy.

"That's it, that's it." I encouraged, "Phantom, can you look at me?"

There was a pause but his eyes landed on me. They were slightly unfocused and dazed. He moaned and closed his eyes.

I looked over to the Goth who grabbed the ghost's hand.

"Danny? It's me, Sam. Your going to be okay. Come on, Danny. Open your eyes." Se encouraged.

Phantom's dull eyes opened once more and landed on the goth. She smiled, letting more tears fall.

Phantom smiled.

Sam's POV

My best friend. He was battered and broken. One of his enemies sitting by his side. Valerie. I scowled but ignored her. My friend needed me. I rushed over, Jazz following. Tucker was distracting the Fenton's.

I ran up and immediately crouched beside Danny. Tears brimmed my eyes, threatening to fall.

"Danny! Danny?" I cried, trying to get Danny's attention.

"Phantom. can you open your eyes?" Valerie asked. I shot her a confused glare but I shrugged it off, concerned for my friend. I saw as he opened his eyes and was staring at the sky.

"That's it, that's it. Phantom, can you look at me?" Valerie asked,

He complied and glanced to Valerie not surprised to see her at all. I heard him moan and close his eyes.

Valerie looked to me as I grabbed Danny's hand. "Danny? It's me Sam. You're going to be okay," I reassured him, not sure if I was reassuring myself, "Come on, Danny. Open your eyes." I pleaded.

Danny's dull lifeless eyes met mine and a smile crept on his lips. I smiled back, crying tears of relief.

I cried more and I felt Danny's grip tighten around my hand. I heard him groan as he tried to move his other hand to his abdomen. I looked there and saw a torn price of fabric covering it. It was yellowish, kind of like Valerie's skirt.

"What happened?" I asked looking up from Danny and to Valerie.

"He was stabbed with a steel rod or something. I ripped off a piece of my skirt to stop the bleeding.

I shuddered at the thought. I was going to ask something else when I heard Danny's voice.

"S-sam?" He muttered and I cried again. I looked back down at him and saw beads of swear on his brow. It was freezing outside.

I squeezed his hand and replied, "I'm here, Danny. You're gonna be okay."

He squeezed back and replied with a cough. I eyed him worriedly and he started to wheeze. I gently put my arms behind his back and helped him sit up, to help him breathe. He took in a trembling deep breathe and his breathing calmed.

I gently laid him back down and he whispered, "Thank you."

I smiled back to him but frowned when he closed his eyes and shivered. A blue mist escaped his lips and I gasped.

Danny's POV

I felt like I couldn't breathe. I was really happy to see Sam but I was in panic mode. I felt Sam's arms gently slide behind my back and pushed me up. I leaned against her and she fully supported my weight. I took a deep breathe and finally eased. She slowly put me back down and I looked up at her and whispered, "Thank you."

She smiled back at me but I felt a shiver and closed my eyes. I felt the familiar cold burst from my lips and I snapped my eyes open. I was in hero mode. I looked around and saw none other than Vlad Plasmius. I gasped and sat up, ignoring the searing pain with a wince.

Vlad stared me dead in the eye until Sam, Valerie, Jazz and the rest of the group stood I'm front of me. They were protecting me and I gave a slight smile. Vlad however did not seem intimidated. He turned intangible and walked through the crowd straight to me.

I gulped and the crowd turned to Vlad. Before they could act he grabbed me by my hazmat suit and shoved me against a wall. I screamed out at the agony. My head hit the bricks hard and my spine ached badly. The wound on my abdomen seeped blood. Something was no longer blocking it. He grinned evilly and looked at my broken leg and abdomen wound.

"Pity..." He hissed sarcastically in my face. I whimpered as I knew what he was going to do.

He dropped me and my leg exploded with pain. I whimpered and draped an arm protectively over my leg. I groaned as he pulled out a device that looked a gazer of some sort.

I tried to back away but my side collided with the device. There was excruciating white hot pain...then nothing.

A/N: Thanks for reading! I've been writing this all day and I hope you enjoy! Sorry for the repeated changes of POV. Please review, every review is welcome! :)