.:: Mind Control ::.

Just to be safe, please full view! JPEG's probably gonna kill da piccy. @_@

Oooooo…shpooky Danneh…at least that's what my mom said when I showed her the piccy.

This is a scene from my Role Play that I sketched the other day, scanned, and colored. Glowyness on Danny was done in PSP, but the glow on his eyes and the ecto were done in photoshop. Background was a complete pain in the butt to color, I hate trees…>> *pokes* They don’t look ‘DP-ish’ but oh well. And I cheated on the overall lighting in Photoshop. Aaand…what else…*thinks*

Oh yes! Why is Danneh ebil? Well, there’s a very creepy ghost controlling him. @_@ Very veeeery creepy…I based him off a creature from ‘Angel’. Danny’s the only one who can see him, and the ghost is making him attack people. >.< In this pic, Danny’s about to attack Jacob. XD Oh, and his ecto ish blue, because that’s how it is in the RP…there was this whole thing with his powers being switched with someone, so his are blue now.

And since TH wanted me to, I’m gonna post the reply I made to the RP, where the scene I drew is from. If you dun't feel like being bored from my horrid writing skills, skip over it. @_@; But pleeeease, don’t ask to read our whole RP…-___-; It’s SO long you can’t even begin to imagine it’s longness, and there’s a bunch of other reasons. >.< So sorry.

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It was pitch black in the forest around them both and Jacob was having a hard time seeing where he was going. He came to a stop, breathing hard with one arm still wrapped around his injured chest. His lungs felt like they were burning, and his throat was dry.

“Come on Jake…” a dark voice said, echoing through the trees around him. “Come out and play…”

Jacob looked around wide-eyed, but he couldn’t see Danny anywhere. It was suddenly quiet around him except for the wind blowing the trees, ruffling his hair. He could hear his heavy breathing, and he knew Danny was somewhere nearby, watching his every move…

He took a step back and gasped as a branch snapped. “Boo.” A voice said.

“AHHH!” Jacob screamed and whirled around so fast he made himself dizzy. Danny was standing there, an evil smile on his face, his eyes now red and glowing, but pupil less. He formed ecto in his hands and the blue light illuminated his face. His silvery hair, Jacob saw, was now streaked with red highlights.

“Danny…” Jacob stepped backwards from him. “I saw you, before…back there…y-you were fighting against him, weren’t you…?”

Danny growled and the ecto flickered out of sight as he suddenly launched himself forward and tackled Jacob to the ground. “Danny! DANNY! Get control of yourself, you were doing it before you can do it again!” Jacob yelped, trying to shove Danny off of him.

Danny grabbed his arms and pinned them to the ground, glaring down at him furiously. His eyes were enough to sent a chill down Jacob’s spine.

“I’m not fighting against anyone…” he whispered. “I was never human. I’m meant to be a ghost…and ghost’s don’t play nice,” he smirked, raising his hand into the air and forming ecto in it.

“Well I’m sorry, but neither do Warlocks!” Jacob ripped his hand out of Danny’s grasp and grabbed his neck, knowing it was his weak spot.

Danny let loose a cry of pain and Jacob kicked him in the stomach, knocking him off of him. Jacob hurriedly got to his feet, panting and rubbing his wrists.

Danny was on his hands and knees, clutching his bandaged neck with one hand and glaring at the ground.

“Okay…I’m sorry I had to do that…but it was for your own good…” Jacob said. He moved closer, thinking Danny had come to his senses, but Danny threw his free hand out suddenly and grabbed Jacob’s leg. He yanked back hard and Jacob screamed as he slammed into the ground, the air knocked from his lungs.

Danny pulled him forward and than let go of his leg, putting his foot on his chest instead and pressing down. Jake let out a cry of agony, and Danny smirked. “I listen to no one but my master now…”

Jacob had his eyes closed tight, but he cracked them open. “W—what’s controlling—you—“ he gasped.

“Someone you couldn’t even begin to understand…” Danny pressed harder. “He knows me more than anyone…he knows I’m not meant to be with humans. I’ve never belonged with them…”

“And—y-you think you belong—like this? A ghost—taking orders from someone—evil—“

“Ghosts ARE evil!” Danny hissed, pressing harder still. He laughed slightly, “Don’t you get it? This is what I’ve always been! I’ve just finally figured out what I’m here for…”

“To cause pain—to hurt people?!” Jacob snapped.

“Now you’re getting it,” Danny finally took his foot off of Jake’s chest and moved back.

Jacob breathed in hard through his teeth, closing his eyes tightly. He automatically wrapped an arm around his now broken open chest and sat up, staring at Danny breathlessly.

“This isn’t…it isn’t you Danny…” he panted. “You know it’s not…you can’t listen to this thing, whatever it is—“

“Than come and make me.”

“W—what?” Jacob’s eyes widened.

“If you think you can save me from this thing, come and try to help me…you hurt me enough,” he motioned to his neck and Jake saw that the bluish blood had trickled onto his ghost suit from the bandages.

“What’s a little more pain compared to losing a friend? You want to save me so bad…but all you’re doing is sitting there. Watching as I slip away…” Danny grinned, taking a step back.

“But you can’t do anything anyway, can you? You said it yourself…you’re useless. Worthless…no one cares about you, they never have. I’m just the only one with the guts to say it to your face.”

Jacob’s eyes flashed a dangerous red.

“But why am I wasting time talking to you anyway? You’re too weak to do anything about it…”

Jacob got to his feet, glaring at Danny in fury. He could feel his teeth growing pointed, and his eyes flickered from red to brown over and over.

He wanted to lose control, he wanted to attack Danny, to make him pay for all the hurt he’d caused him, for making his father lose trust in him, for framing him. For being Tucker’s best friend even though it was clear he still loved Nicole...

But he couldn’t…Danny was his friend…Jacob was trying to help him! Maybe you can help him by hurting him…that’s what he said, isn’t it? Hurt him; make him realize what he’s doing…a voice whispered in his mind.

“What’s the matter Jake? Can’t fight your own friend? Can’t fight the guy who’s saved your life more than once?” Danny dared, his face menacing and full of no emotion.

Jacob grinned, his eyes flickering one last time before staying red. They flashed as he grinned. “Oh, I can…I think the better question is, how fast can you run?” and his smile disappeared as quickly as it had come as he suddenly rushed towards Danny, energy forming in his hands.

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Suspense ish your master. @_@ Yeah, see, no one's gonna have a clue what's going on, but oh well. I blame TH for making me post it!

Danny Phantom © Butch Hartman
This version of ebil Danneh © PF422
Art and RP reply © PF422

Remember, the rabid muffins will hurtith you if you steal PH’s art. @_@