Summary: Another halfa comes to Amity Park. When he and Danny meet as ghosts, a series of contests ensue to determine who is better. But what will happen to the one who is not?

Hi, people! How is everything? This is JK rulez with a brand new Danny Phantom fanfic! I've had a little bit of trouble thinking up another story, which explains why I've been off for the last couple weeks. But now I have something, and we'll see how you like it.

I give you Chapter 1! Oh, and I don't own Danny Phantom.

Ghostly Competition

Chapter One: The New Kid

Danny Fenton sighed as he and his best friends, Tucker Foley and Sam Manson, walked to school one Monday morning.

Sam turned to him, "Pretty big sigh, Danny."

Danny turned to her and said, "How can I not sigh like this? I had a ton of homework over the weekend, but once again, the ghosts just kept on coming. I only got about half of it done."

Tucker replied, "Well, better half than none at all."

Danny sighed again, "It's times like this when I wished someone else handled the superhero work around here."

You see, Danny was not a normal kid. He happened to be Danny Phantom, the town's half-ghost protector. An accident in his parents' ghost portal gave him ghost powers.

With his new powers, Danny helped his town of Amity Park whenever possible.

Answering his comment, Sam said, "Danny, look around you. There's nobody else in Amity Park to protect these good people except you. It's your responsibility."

"I know. I'm just saying it can get pretty nerve-wracking."

At this point, the three of them had now arrived at Casper High. They walked inside, got their things, and after homeroom, headed to their first class: English with Mr. Lancer.

The three of them walked in just before the bell rang. Lancer smirked, "Right on time, you three. I wouldn't want your brand-new week to start off with detention."

The trio smiled as they took their seats. Lancer stood at his desk and said, "Now class, before we begin, I have a little announcement."

One student put her hand up and called out, "Are you getting married?"

"No."

Danny put his hand up and asked, "Are you retiring?"

"Not a chance, Mr. Fenton."

Dash threw his hand up and said, "Are you getting fired?"

"Very funny, Mr. Baxter, but no. We have a new student today." With that, he walked over to the door and opened it. In the doorway stood a rather tall teenager. He had brown hair in a buzz-cut. He had blue eyes and a blue shirt that said, "Ghosts are Real", jeans, and gray sneakers. A red backpack was suspended on his shoulders.

Lancer said, "Everyone please meet Steve Reynolds. He's come here from New Jersey. Steve, why don't you tell the class something about yourself?"

Steve looked around the room with a hesitant look and said quietly, "My name is Steve. I'm fourteen, and I don't feel like saying much, Mr…"

"Mr. Lancer, Steve. Now I'm going to need somebody to show our new classmate around and show him his classes for today. Anybody?"

No one raised their hands.

Lancer narrowed his eyes and said, "Thank you for volunteering, Mr. Fenton."

Danny responded, "But I didn't raise my…"

Lancer glared at him.

Danny sighed as he knew he was stuck, "Yes, Mr. Lancer."

"Steve, please seat behind Mr. Fenton in the black hair. He'll show you around for the day."

Without a word, Steve walked to the seat behind Danny and sat down.

(He's a Phantom)

(Danny Phantom, Phantom, Phantom)

Yo, Danny Phantom, he was just fourteen
When his parents built a very strange machine
It was designed to view a world unseen

(He's gonna catch 'em all 'cause he's Danny Phantom)

When it didn't quite work, his folks, they just quit
But then Danny took a look inside of it
There was a great big flash, everything just changed
His molecules got all rearranged

(Phantom, Phantom)

When he first woke up, he realized
He had snow-white hair and glowing green eyes
He could walk through walls, disappear and fly
He was much more unique than the other guys
And it was then that he knew what he had to do
He had to stop all the ghosts that were coming through
He's here to fight for me and you

(He's gonna catch 'em all 'cause he's Danny Phantom)
(He's gonna catch 'em all 'cause he's Danny Phantom)

Gonna catch 'em all 'cause he's (whisper) Danny Phantom

Danny, Sam, and Tucker sat at lunch later that day.

Danny sighed as he bit into his sandwich, "Man, what a morning. Well, at least showing around that new kid was easy. He was so quiet he didn't say a word."

Tucker asked him, "Where is he anyway?"

Sam pointed to a table in the corner of the cafeteria, "Over there." At the table was Steve, eating in silence and privacy.

She turned to her two friends and suggested, "Maybe we should go sit with him."

Danny scoffed, "What for?"

"Danny, come on. He's new. He's lonely."

Tucker answered, "Judging from the way he looks, he might always want to be lonely."

"Tucker, he's probably just shy. Danny used to be like that."

Danny replied, "Yeah, but I hadn't just moved here."

Sam raised an eyebrow, and Danny sighed, "Alright, lets go sit with him."

With that, the three of them got up and took their trays over to Steve's table. Sam said to him, "Hello."

Steve responded simply, "Hey."

Sam said, "Uh, I'm Sam Manson." She pointed to Danny and said, "You've already met Danny." Then she pointed to Tucker and said, "And this is Tucker Foley."

Steve answered, "Nice to meet you."

Tucker asked, "What's the skizzle, fizzle?"

Steve this time said nothing and continued eating.

Sam asked him, "Could we sit here?"

Still eating, Steve answered, "Whatever."

The three of them sat down.

Danny tried to start up a conversation as he looked at his shirt, "So…you believe in ghosts?"

Steve answered, "Yep."

Sam asked him, "Have you ever seen one?"

"Yep."

There was silence again.

Tucker said, "So…why did you come to Amity Park?"

Steve stopped eating and looked up at him. He said in a rather soft and cold tone, "I don't want to talk about it."

Tucker quickly responded, "Okay, gotcha."

Just then, Dash and Kwan, two bullies who liked to give Danny a hard time, walked up to their table. Dash chuckled and said, "How you doin', Fentony?" Then he picked up Danny's carton of milk and poured it onto Danny's head. Danny growled and said nothing.

Dash then turned to Steve and said, "Oooh, the new nerd. How you doing, pal?"

Steve ignored him.

Dash scowled and said, "Hey, I'm talking to you! What's the matter? Can't you talk? Can you even say your name? Do you even know where you came from?"

Steve slammed his utensils onto the table and stood up. Sam, Tucker, Dash and Kwan found themselves in awe as he stood up. Danny wasn't surprised since he had to walk around the whole morning with someone who was almost a foot taller than him. Steve was about four inches higher than Dash, who was six feet tall.

A few people at the other tables looked awestruck as well.

Steve glared down angrily at Dash and growled, "My name is Steve. And let's get one thing straight. For however long I am here, you're gonna leave me alone. And if you're smart, you're gonna leave these three alone too, because they're the only ones who have tried to be my friend today. Or else, you're gonna regret it. Understand?"

Dash stuttered at Steve's height, "Uh, you got it, pal. We're never gonna bother you anymore. And never them, either. Let's go, Kwan."

Dash quickly walked away, with Kwan following. The others instantly started chattering with stupefied looks on their faces.

Steve took a deep breath and sat back down, and then continued eating.

Tucker shouted, "Dude, that was slamming! You just told Dash off!"

Steve responded, "No big."

Danny wiped the milk off his head and said, "And it looks like you got him to leave us alone too. Thanks!"

Steve smiled for the first time and said, "Don't worry about it, Danny. Oh, and for the three of you…thanks for being so kind."

Sam smiled back, "Don't worry about it."

At that moment, the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch period. The four of them got up and threw their stuff away, and then went on to their next classes.

Well, that's gonna be all for now. Oh, and just so you know, I based this new character off of myself. The height, the hair, the eyes, and the former residence…they're from me. Anyway, things haven't gotten very interesting yet. But Steve is starting to open up a little more. What will happen next? Find out in Chapter 2!