A blizzard of his own creation
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Summary: Danny has a breakdown creating a blizzard.
It was all gone.
The town. His friends. His family. The portal into the realm. Vlad just had to mess with the king.
Of all people, he had to mess with the one that had been sealed away. The one who had brought terror to the ghost zones. Ghost fled the zone far from the king. The king that took several ancients to seal away. Just for some stupid crown.
Vlad caused the king’s outrage.
In the Kings fit of rage to retrieve the crown and ring. He stole Amity from Illinois. Trapping the citizens in the ghost zone. Surrounded by a green dome. There was no escape and even if there was the ghost zone was not friendly.
They would only ever be seen as trespassers. Too many rules had been broken.
Danny had gone to find a way back. To reverse what the king had done. Danny wanted to save everyone and rescue the town. Vlad was only trying to save himself; he was never going to change. It has and will always be only about him.
Danny heard the commotion from the school. He went to go help; Vlad followed. After only the ring.
The Fright Knight in all his glory stood guarding a sword. The one emitting the green light forming the dome trapping them. Valarie is behind him. On the ground. A failed showdown. It wasn’t a fight she could have won. The Knight looked at her seeing the ring Vlad planted on her.
Valarie had always been smart. She threw it away from her. The knight went for it.
Vlad lunged for it. The fright knight stopped him. Pulling the sword from the gound. The sword in his hand still emitting the green dome. Vlad was struck down. Trapped in a nightmare. The sword plunged back into the ground right after. The attention was back on the ring that had fallen. Valarie is ready to strike.
Grabbing the sword with full intentions to stop any more injuries. Pulling it from the ground he charged at the knight and the ring.
A flash of green
He was in a crater. Where his town once stood. Where the town wasn’t any longer.
Alone.
Exposed water lines and sewers were visible. The crater slowly fills with water higher and higher. Still pumping in from out of town. The outskirts of Amity had power lines missing their connecting pieces. Everything was gone. Remnants of basements. Nothing from FentonWorks. The one place that would help him.
Sam’s theatre remained. The city hall's panic room. Even the school's boiler room. No people, no buildings. Just reminders of what had been.
Everyone is trapped in the ghost zone. Him alone in the human realm
What was he going to do? Even if he went to Wisconsin, it wouldn’t do him any good. Vlad's portal went up in an explosion from not changing the filter. The only reason he had been here.
Why did Vlad have to ruin everything?
No one else had a portal.
In the middle of the crater, he fell to his knees. Clutching his jeans tight. He had been forced out of his ghost form upon being kicked back into this realm. Danny struggled to breathe. Breaths were rapid and shallow.
He felt hopeless. What was he going to do? How was he going to save everyone? How was he going to get to the ghost zone? How? How just how?
There were no solutions. No answers. Just more and more questions.
The temperature around him began to drop. He didn’t notice. Not the snow with no clouds. Not how the water in the crater started freezing from him out. Danny was only focused on his thoughts. His alone.
If someone was to look at Danny, they would see his blue breath the ice around his fist spreading into the jeans. The way his skin began to get a blueish tint. The way his eyes glowed blue. A green tint on the edges.
There was no one to notice.
He was all alone.
The more he thought the harder it got. Lost in his thoughts. He’d never be lectured by jazz. He’d never see Tucker or Sam. He’d never see his parents. He’d never hear his dad rant about fudge again. His mom's experiments. He’d never see the fruit loops mug. He’d be all alone.
The ice only spread faster. The air even colder. Snow starting to stick to the ground.
Danny wouldn’t be able to make a new portal on his own. He wasn’t the genius in the family. He can’t do it alone. He was only 14. It wasn’t time for him to be on his own. He should be with his family. His friends. Not on his own.
The snow fell faster. It got larger.
The snow now sat about two inches tall.
Unbeknownst to him it began to spread through Illinois
Tears began to fall. Landing on the ground around him. Completely ice. The tears clinked as the ice hit the ice.
Danny still didn’t notice. Consumed by his emotions.
No more being threatened by his parents. No more school. No more Lancer telling him he could do better. No more friends. No more family.
Who would play Doom with him? Who would lecture him on vegan food? He’d miss it all.
The world around him was covered in snow. Snow falling so hard you couldn’t see. Snow piling around him. Never on him but surrounding him. The walls around him act as a barrier to the outside world. If he could see it would only be white.
The snow was at least three feet now.
He doesn’t know how long this went. Danny doesn’t know nearly the entire US and the bulk of Canada were now in a whiteout condition. A blizzard the world never saw coming. Danny did know one thing.
His family wouldn’t give up.
His parents had the ghost shield. A suit they were working on.
Sam and Tucker had anti-ecto weapons stashed everywhere
They had weapons stashed everywhere.
The theater and broiler room had weapons hidden in them. Attacks happened all the time at school. They had prepared for ghost attacks. They had contingencies. They had stashes of weapons everywhere.
The trio had commandeered weapons from his parents. The awful ones. Not the poorly designed ones. Only awful because of the pain they caused. The ones that hurt ghosts, beyond the standard ant-ecto weapon. The ones that could be dangerous. And the most important one on his mind. The ones that sent beings back to the realm.
He only ever saw his mom use it once. The town meeting that Walker caused. They had determined it unsafe for them to have. They hid it away in a place his parents would never be welcome. Sam’s house. The theatre specifically.
He looked up. Seeing the snow. Finally feeling the chill in the air. The wind was blowing he could only see the snow. He had to get away. As his breathing got fast and his panic rose the blizzard got worse. Blue breathes coming out of his mouth.
It was his blizzard.
One based on his feelings. The ice on his jeans, holding his hands up to his face, the blue in his skin. He had caused this storm. He needed to calm down.
A Deep breath.
The snow became lighter. He could now see the wall of snow in front of him. Air still freezing.
Another breath.
The air began to warm up.
The thought of getting to his friends. Getting to the weapons. He could shoot himself. Get to the ghost zone. Just like his mom had done in the town meeting where Walker took control.
The snow began to disappear.
Newfound hope. A plan to get into the zone forming.
The wall began to vanish. No melting just gone.
Every breath, every good thought. His blizzard dissipated. Gone from existence as if it had never happened.
Standing up he heard a clink. A black ring had fallen as he stood up. The same one he had gone for.
The ring of rage. It was in front of him. Just on the ground. The very thing the king was after, he needed both halves to complete his powers.
This could work.
Danny knew what to do. He would get back into the ghost zone. Charge Pariah for the crown. With the right weapons, those made to maim and the element of surprise he could take the crown. He’d then have the power.
He would save them all.
