Here it is-the sequel to Nine Tailed Ghost!
This chapter is basically a repeat of the last chapter of Nine Tailed Ghost, but those of you who've read NTG should read this anyway because this is a bit more in-depth.
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom or Naruto!
A few weeks after the Zabuza incident, Danny found himself headed over to the Nasty Burger to meet Sam and Tucker. His journey was interrupted, though, by a certain evil halfa.
"I told you I'd be back, Daniel," Vlad announced as he materialized in front of Danny.
"It's 'Danny!' and didn't you learn from the last time you got beaten?"
"Ah, yes, your little ninja friend with the short stature and goofy facial expression. You see, I've been doing some research, and I've found out all about your shinobi friends. And I've even learned a few of their abilities."
"What? What are you talking about?"
"You should have paid more attention to Sasuke," Vlad said. He made a couple of hand signs and his eyes glowed, if possible, an even brighter shade of red. His pupilless eyes spontaneously sprouted three pupils each, and the black dots were arranged in a diagonal line.
"Sharingan!" he shouted.
Nothing happened.
"What was that supposed to do, Plasmius?" Danny taunted. He quickly morphed into Phantom and rushed towards the elder halfa, his fist extended in an attempt to punch him. Vlad caught the fist and used it as a fulcrum, and thrust Danny into the pavement below. Danny growled as he stood up, and yelped as a blade-shaped projection of pink ecto-energy descended on him like a knife. He expected there to be immense pain, seeing as that energy looked powerful. When the pain never came, he opened his eyes.
A second Danny was standing off to his left, and a linear crater was right in-between them. Danny realized that he must have subconsciously duplicated himself to avoid the attack. He took half a second to rejoice at having finally mastered the move, and just in time, too. After all, his powers had advanced the most quickly in dire situations.
"Ha, now you don't know which-" one Danny began.
"-is the real me!" the other Danny finished. Vlad sighed, bored, and launched a blast at the Danny on the right. Since this was the real Danny, the younger halfa fell back and reflexively recalled the duplicate in order to save energy.
"Wha-how did you do that?" Danny asked indignantly.
"The sharingan, dear boy," Vlad said. "it allows me to tell when you're using your powers to try and deceive me."
"And what does Sasuke have to do with anything?"
"The sharingan is a signature power associated with the Uchiha clan; his clan."
"So how do you know it?"
"Didn't I tell you I've been doing some research?"
"Yeah, but there's a difference between learning out of books and developing the signature power of an ancient clan of ninja." Vlad smirked.
"It wasn't that simple, let me tell you. I won't complicate your fourteen-year-old mind with the details, but I assure you there was more to it than reading out of books. You have three days to accept my offer of apprenticeship. If, by the end of that time, you refuse, I will come for you and make you my son. And there won't be anything you can do to stop me." He vanished in a swirl of pink mist, leaving Danny all alone.
By the way, I was originally going to name this story after the Japanese word for 'bloodline trait,' but I can't remember it. I know Kakashi says it in the most recent episode (episode 46, for those of you who aren't limited to watching the dubbed versions that air on Cartoon Network), so you can find it there.