The sky was thick with black clouds, spreading so far the light was nothing but an eery glow. Every citizen was gathered in the town circle of Amity Park, and every citizen was watching Danny Phantom fight to the death with Pariah Dark, the King of all ghosts.
He came back to take his full revenge on Amity along with its supposed town "hero." Now, I'm not really sure if I was correct about him being the false hero I've always thought of him as.
I stand in front of the mob beside Jack, both of us fully armed but too captivated by the fight to really search for an opening.
Crack. The sounding of the young ghost hitting pavement echoed throughout the caves of my ears, making me wince unconsciously along with the rest of the crowd.
Phantom didn't move; his eyes were halfway open as if he was fighting to stay conscious. It was unbelievable how he managed to last so long considering how many hits he'd taken.
He was covered in gashes, ectoplasm, and bruises. His normally stark white hair was