Something was wrong with the Fenton boy.
Granted, everybody knew that. With the boy’s touch being colder than a corpse, the cold and dangerous tone that was always in the air when he was near, his icy blue eyes having that deep look in them that has only been seen in warriors after a bloody war.
It was unnerving, to say the least.
Daniel Fenton had two friends, Samantha Manson and Tucker Foley. Samantha, or Sam if you didn’t want to get punched, was a goth. So the unnerving atmosphere Danny had never drove her away in the slightest. Tucker had been the boy’s closest friend, other than Sam, since Danny had saved him from being shoved in a locker by some football jock.
The jock, Dennis, had later contributed his story. Which started the first few rumors that surrounded Danny Fenton’s mysteriousness.
He said that Danny’s eyes turned a toxic green color. That they glowed brighter than the lights in the hallway they were in, and how those same lights flickered when the Fenton boy approached. A cold breeze had swept the hall, making any rusting lockers creek ominously.
Dennis didn’t ever find out where the wind had come from.
Despite that, Tucker Foley took a liking to the boy and became quick friends. Him and Sam being the only two he interacted with.
If you didn’t count the ghosts.
When the Ghost Portal turned on, making a rip in reality to access the Ghost Zone, Danny had been in his freshman year.
Some older students had said Danny used to be cheerful. That his eyes were more like calm oceans than the ice blue they are now. That he smiled and laughed, some said he had even told puns.
He’d always have a smile on, helping everyone when the opportunity arose, and never complained about it once.
He was a kind and sweet person. Then the Portal turned on, and he was missing from school for a week.
The rumors started there, a few students had overheard the principal, and a teacher called Mr. Lancer, speaking with the Fentons.
Danny had an accident, he was in the hospital.
Despite the Fentons saying that he only got shocked and the doctors said he’d be fine, electrocution was the word that floated around the halls of Casper High for the next few weeks afterwards.
With the rumors going crazy, everyone expected to get some answers when Danny returned. He was a nice guy, he’d surely tell them something if they asked politely.
But the Danny Fenton who walked in Casper High School was not the same Danny Fenton they knew.
Eyes cold and calculating, like he expected an attack and was already deciphering a way to take whatever was after him down. He became fidgety, his knee was always bouncing while he was sitting or his finger was tapping his desk. His skin became even paler than before, and a girl who bumped into him once had said that his skin was freezing, like touching a corpse.
He always lookedd like he was afraid of something.
Then the incidents happened, eyes flashing a deadly glowing green color, people seeing him somewhere only for him to disappear not even a second later, the air growing colder, lights flickering, his almost paranoid-like nature with an edge of danger.
Like an animal in a cage, ready to be let out so it could attack.
A few weeks later, people started spotting him with ghosts.
His parents were Maddie and Jack Fenton, the leading (and only) ghost hunters/ecto-scientists in Amity Park. They hated ghosts, claiming they were malevolent and dangerous beings. That they couldn’t feel or had any humanity whatsoever, that they were never to be trusted.
His older sister, Jazz, never shared her own beliefs about ghosts, but she also never showed any interest in ghosts at all. So people labeled her as neutral, mostly due to her uninterest in the subject.
Danny had never shared his parents’ beliefs or his own, so they thought he was fairly neutral as well. But they also didn’t expect him to be conversing and spending time with ghosts.
A jock said he saw Danny talking to a ghost with crazy white hair and black sunglasses with a lab coat on. Danny called the ghost ‘Technus’ and the ghost responded to it. Making it likely that Technus was his name because of that, as well as the fact that everyone had heard him shout his long-winded introductions a few hours later.
The guy had said Danny was asking Technus some chemistry questions, which he had recognized as the questions on the study guide for his own chemistry test.
Danny was studying with a ghost, who had answered and explained Danny through the formulas and answers enthusiastically.
Another time, a ghost dressed as a lunch lady had broken into the school and was creating a racket in the cafeteria. In front of the whole school, Danny Fenton had given a small smile and asked for a turkey sandwich.
The Lunch Lady ghost had smiled warmly after blinking a bit in shock, and gave him a sandwich, patting his head before disappearing. Not before saying, ‘Such a healthy and kind boy,’ to Danny, who responded with a simple nod of the head and a slightly bigger smile.
That’s when everyone began accepting the fact that Danny Fenton was not normal. Nobody ever had the guts to ask why he spent time with ghosts, but they noticed and just accepted it. When a new student would come to the school and see Danny doing something odd for the first time, they’d sputter incoherently until somebody else would walk by and give a small nod before saying, ‘That’s just Danny, you’ll get used to it.’
They did get used to it, but the rumors or curiosity never ceased to stop, or even slow.
All in all, Danny Fenton was odd. But nobody looked twice at it, that’s just how he is.
Amity Park looked after one another, no matter how odd each other was.
There was something wrong with Danny Fenton, and Amity Park claimed it.
