I actually started this fan fiction after I started another one but this idea was just so much cooler than the other one! Just as a warning, there is some mild language, hence the 'T' rating of the fan fiction. Please don't let it offend you. Oh, and sometimes it will get very bloody and maybe a little angsty. Don't worry though, I don't plan on killing anyone. Yet.
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom or Psychonauts.
Chapter One: Frayed Lines
--Mission Log Number 13; 2:15 a.m. on Thursday; June 22nd--
--This is Agent Tredouski. It's day thirteen of my current mission with Agent Cloud and there haven't been any new developments in the opening. Some small, glowing green creatures have come through but have not bothered us even though we're sitting right in front of the opening. They simply fly away through the walls. Agent Cloud is making breakfast as we speak and-what the hell!? Cyrus! Get away!--
--(static) Ahhhhhhhhhg!--
--No! Cyrus! Cyrus! Oh my g-! (static)--
--Pathetic whelps! (static) Where is this place!?--
--What the hell are you!? What did you do to Cyrus!?--
--(static)-opening in the-(static)-human!? The Greatest Hunter in the-(static)--
--(static)-me! Darn it! I never signed up for this! (static) Truman! Truman, if you get this message, we're all doomed! The undead are-(static)-ghosts! (static) Spare me!--
--Die! (static)--
--End of Log. Agents Tredouski and Cloud MIA. Traces of struggle. Log Recovered at 1:30 p.m. on Wednesday, June 28th--
"Agents Razputin Aquato, Milla Vodello, Lili Zanotto, and Sasha Nein report to Truman Zanotto's office." A cool, female voice rang over the loud speakers throughout the Psychonaut Headquarters, barely interrupting the goings on, "Agents Razputin Aquato, Milla Vodello, Lili Zanotto, and Sasha Nein report to Truman Zanotto's office."
Eighteen year old Razputin jumped at the chance to get away from the dull paperwork that was beginning to pile up on the desk in his small office. He snatched up his goggles and dashed out into the hallway, dodging other agents as he went. He'd been a Psychonaut for eight years but he always hated the paperwork and would take every chance he got to get out of it. The teen arrived at the Head Psychonaut's office, nodded to the gaurds, then to the secretary, and stepped inside, pouting slightly when he found that Lili had beaten him there.
"Hey Raz, long time no see!" She joked, smiling at him from one of the four chairs in front of her father's desk, "Actually, it's been, what, an hour and a half? Two hours?"
"Feels like forever," Raz chuckled, taking a seat beside her, "And forever is much too long for me…!" He leaned in to kiss her but jerked away quickly as Truman coughed into his hand, effectively reminding the two that they were not alone.
"S-sorry, Sir!" Raz stuttered, his face turning red, "So what's up? New mission?"
"I think we'd all like to know that, darling." Said an accented voice and Milla took a seat beside Raz, her partner Sasha filling the last vacant one next to her."
"Glad you could all make it." Mr. Zanotto telekinetically closed the door, not bothering to sit and instead resting the palms of his hands on his desk, "It's hard and confusing. I'm sure you've heard about the strange creatures popping up allover the US, correct?" The four agents nodded, "Excellent. Well, we know where they're coming from. We've known where they were coming from for a long time but it was classified and, as far as we know, dangerous. I had sent Agents Tredouski and Cloud to take up a post by this…opening. They never came back." He held up a silver Mission Log recorder. There was dried blood caked on it, "From what we've gathered, this opening is some sort of tear in the fabric of reality. I know it sounds ludicrous but it's the only explanation we've got. And we don't know how to close it." The Grand Head of the Psychonauts straightened up and clasped his hands behind his back, "That's where you four come in. I want my best agents; you; to go down into the basement of the abandoned mansion where that opening is and I want you to go inside and find out what the hell is going on in there."
Lili gawked at her father, Raz simply stared at him with huge green eyes, Milla seemed a little shaken up, and Sasha was…well, Sasha was Sasha and didn't seemed to be phased by this news at all.
"You're letting me go into that opening?" Lili asked in amazement, "You've never let me do anything this dangerous before so why now!?"
"Because, you're one of the best." Truman's voice was strained, "And I don't want to lose anyone else. Whatever's coming out of that opening wants to get rid of us and if it takes everything I've got to get rid of it then so be it!"
"That's the spirit, sweetie!" Milla chimed in, "So, when do we start?"
"Right now."
"Uhg, this place smells like rat turds!" Raz muttered, covering his mouth with a gloved hand, "Ew, I think that was a rat turd…!"
"Shut up." Lili hissed at him, "And keep moving, the whole mansion looks like it's about to collapse in on itself!"
"Ms. Zanotto has a point," Sasha said from the front of the group, swinging his flashlight around a corner, "Watch where you step."
All four Psychonauts had flashlights, communicators powered by psitanium, their PSI-Portals, dream fluff (four each), smelling salts, bandages, and Raz was carrying a video camera (also psitanium powered) that was recording their process. So far, they were just making their way carefully towards the basement stairs. The old mansion was a mess. Rotted boards, torn up carpet, cobwebs everywhere, rat droppings but thankfully no rats, busted windows, graffiti, and old baggies and burn out cigarette butts. It had probably been very beautiful at one point in history but now it was a dump and a hiding place for gangs and druggies. Add the awful smell into the mix and it only made the party better.
"Sasha, darling, to your left." Milla noted, pointing o a shadowy doorway that the German Psychonaut had passed without noticing, "I think that goes down to the basement."
"No it doesn't." Raz said and the others turned to look at him. He was staring blankly ahead, the flashlight held loosely in his hand, the camera pointing straight ahead as well, "It's down the hall to the right. I can hear voices…they're screaming…I can hear thousands of voices screaming…" He shuddered and Lili wrapped her arms around him and gave him a quick squeeze, "Let's get this thing over with." He shook his head and the group kept moving forward.
Sure enough, at the end of the hall there was two ways to go and, following Raz's chilling premonition, they made their way down the right hall. Sasha suddenly paused outside a closed door and gently pushed it open. A strange greenish light was coming faintly from the bottom of the stairs, reflecting off his sunglasses. He motioned silently for the others to stick behind him and they went down the stairs. Raz couldn't help but gasp when they reached the basement.
It wasn't huge or anything but it was large enough to make Raz feel small. Cracked cement covered the floor, walls, and ceilings, rusty file cabinets, toppled bookshelves, old tables, ripped up books, and shattered chairs were scattered all over the place. Dried blood was splattered on the floor and across one wall and sent Raz's stomach churning. But it was the opening that really kept his attention. It was a circular opening against one wall, glowing green spinning in its depths, hypnotizing and eerie.
"I think we found the opening Dad was talking about," Lili said quietly as Raz zoomed the camera in on it, "And it's spooky looking…!"
"I'll say, sweetie!" Milla had grabbed Sasha's hand and the German had not even protested, "I'd hate to think what comes out of there…!"
"Well, it's our job to find out!" Raz muttered confidently, stepping closer to the opening, the camera still held up as he neared it, "And besides, isn't anyone in the least bit curious about what a tear in the fabric of reality does?"
Eighteen year old Danny Fenton's cell phone went off as he made his way down the sidewalk from the exam building. He pulled it out of the dark red bag that was slung off his shoulder and listened to the tune for a second,
"It's my life! It's now or never! I ain't gonna live forever! I just wanna live while I'm alive! It's my life!"
Then he flicked it open and put it to his left ear where it clicked gently against the three silver rings there. Sam had convinced him to do that. And to get the two on his other ear.
"Hello? Danny Fenton speaking." He paused to listen and then a huge grin spilt his features, "Mom! Hey!" Another pause, "Yeah, I just got out of exams……no……well, I think I did okay……Yeah, hi Dad!………What? Ghosts? No, no I haven't. Why?………You're messing with my head!………Sure! I'll be there really soon!……Uh-huh!……Alright, love you Mom! See you soon!" Danny shut his phone, stowed it back in his bag, and quickened his pace, not really running but still moving quickly enough. He had to pack his things and get back to Amity Park pronto…!
"Heyo! Danny!" His roommate Kevin hailed him from a swivel chair by the computer, a piece of toast in his hand, "You got a friend here who stopped by to see you! He's in the kitchen!"
"Thanks Kev!" The black-haired college student nodded, tossed his bag on a chair, and walked into the kitchen. A figure in a black trench coat with a red scarf hung loosely over their shoulders had their back to the door, semi-kneeling over the counter. When they heard Danny's footsteps, they looked up and turned, pushing their glasses up their nose as they did so with a huge grin.
"Tucker!" Danny shouted and threw himself on his best friend, squeezing him in a huge bear hug that Tucker gladly returned, "It's been so long! How're you!?"
"Awesome!" The Mayor of Amity Park replied, "Absolutely awesome! And you?" He held Danny out at arm's length, beaming, looking him up and down, "Crap, have you gotten taller?"
"Aw, geez, Tuck!" Danny pounced on his again and slapped his back, "It's been way, way, way too long!"
"Yeah, yeah, save the waterworks, Danny." Tucker half-smiled, "I need you to get a hold of Sam for me, huh."
Danny's smile dropped and he stepped back a little, "It's about the lack of ghost appearance's isn't it?" Tucker nodded, "You need me to go in there?" Another nod, "Right, so why do you need to get a hold of Sam?"
"Because," The eighteen year old mayor grinned, "It's the ghost hunting trio, back together again, eh man?" He cuffed Danny's shoulder playfully, "Come on, man, I'm not letting you get all the glory!"
"Alright, alright, alright, I'll call Sam!" Danny led Tucker out of the kitchen and into the main living room, plopping down at his own computer. Kevin shot him a look and Danny shot him one right back. Kevin stood up and left the room, closing the door behind him. Tucker pulled up a chair as Danny started typing into the computer.
"Where is Sam, anyway?"
"Last time I called her she was in Florida. That was last week Tuesday." He opened up a screen, adjusted his web-cam, sat back, and waited, "She usually answers when she finds out I'm the one calling her."
"Danny?" A pale face with lilac eyes framed by silky black locks of hair falling down to the shoulders appeared on the screen, "Tucker? What're you doing there?"
"Hey Sam!" The two boys said at the same time but Tucker kept going, "There's been an absence of ghost activity in Amity Park lately and when Mr. and Mrs. Fenton sent out a scan, they discovered another permanent opening other than their own Ghost Portal and it wasn't Vlad's. We don't where it comes out at or why the ghosts are only exiting through there but it's got us worried. So, I thought, hey, why not get the old ghost fighting trio back together and find out what's going on, huh?"
Sam appeared to be thinking about it. Then a familiar, cocky smile spread across her face.
"I'll meet you in Amity Park tomorrow." She said and Danny and Tucker grinned too. The case was on!
The sun gleamed through the windows in the Fenton's homely little kitchen where Maddie Fenton was busy cleaning up after an afternoon lunch. Jack Fenton sat at the table, tinkering with some gizmo or another. That's when there was a knock on the door. Maddie dropped the dish towel in the sink, wiped her hands off, walked down the hall, and opened the door. Jack jumped about a foot in the air as a scream if delight rang through the air from the front door.
"Maddie!?" He leapt from his seat and ran down the hall, "Maddie, what is it!?" He froze. Standing just past the threshold of the still open door were Tucker, Sam, and…"DANNY!"
Jack swept down and scooped up his son and his wife in his huge arms, squeezing them tightly, ignoring the flashing cameras of the thousands of people who had come to witness Danny's homecoming.
"Owww…! Dad…can't…breathe…!"
Jack dropped his son and wife back on the steps and grinned, tears springing into his eyes. It wasn't like Danny never called them or wrote them but letters and phone calls were one thing and having your son come home was something else completely.
"Sam!" Came another cry and Sam found herself in the arms of her parents, "Oh, sweet Sam! We're so glad you came to visit!"
Sam pushed herself away from her parents, her short black hair pulled into the familiar little tuft that curled over her head, and grabbed Danny's hand, looking deep into his eyes with her own lilac ones.
"Ready to do some ghost hunting?" She whispered in his ear, leaning close.
"You bet I am!" Danny smirked and, in a flash of cold light, his black hair became snow white and his blue eyes turned glowing green, "Let's go!" He waved to the paparazzi on the street and then dived into the house.
"Mom, seriously, I think we have enough stuff!" Danny laughed, pushing his white hair from his face was he spun around and around in the swivel chair, "Can we go now?"
"Eighteen and you still have to ask your mother for permission?" Tucker chuckled, hoisting the bag full of ghost hunting equipment onto his back a little better, "Heh, I can't wait to see what my security thinks about this…!"
"You two are a riot!" Sam checked the straps on her own bag, "I can't believe how much I've missed this!"
"Have fun now, you three, and don't do anything dangerous!" Jack waved at them from under a mountain of junk he had somehow managed to get trapped in.
Maddie rolled her eyes and then took Danny aside as Sam and Tucker started conversing about their high school days.
"Danny, I want you to take this," She pushed something into his hands; it was a silver ring twisted like a cresting wave with diamonds sent into it and an emerald at its center and Danny opened his mouth to protest, "And don't you dare tell me no, young man!" Danny shut his mouth, "Give it to Sam at the right moment. It belonged to my great, great grand mother."
Danny tugged a silver chain out from under the front of his jumpsuit, unclasped it, and strung the ring onto it so that it dangled beside a heart-shaped locket. There was a picture of Sam in that locket and it was very precious to him. Tucking the chain back beneath his shirt, he strolled back over to his friends, swung his own bag over his shoulder and opened the portal to the Ghost Zone with the push of a button.
"Ready?" He asked, wrapping his arms around their waists, and they nodded, "Then let's go!"
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Wow, that was a long chapter! And such an ending! Hmph, well, if I had kept going I might as well have just put the whole thing in this first chapter! XD I'm just kidding. The ring tone of Danny's cell was 'It's My Life' by Bon Jovi.
Please review! More chapters if you do! I like the way this is going so far! Bye!
