Author's note: I said a while back, I think it was two weeks to a month ago, that I was going to do a fic where Danny was forced to take sides in a war. This is it, but there is more in here than just that, it's also a nice family piece. I hope I spelt the German words right. Translation is at the bottom.

FYI, this starts at the end of TUE, and the majority of the action takes place long afterward. It's AU.

Disclaimer: There will be a few OCs. The rest belong to Butch Hartman, along with some lines that I may or may not put in here.


Der Feuhrer

Maddie prepared to die. The sauce would overheat in a matter of seconds. She closed her eyes shut, not wanting to see what would happen as it hit various others in the building. She hugged Jazz and Jack and knew that she would never see her little boy again, who she now knew was Phantom. Not evil, but a hero.

She prepared, but it never came. She slowly opened her eyes and blinked in confusion. Somehow, she, Jack, Jazz, Sam, Tucker, and Danny's teacher, Mr. Lancer had been transported out of the building. 'Wait a minute, Danny has ghost powers, he must have saved us,' she thought fondly. Maddie looked around for her son. She saw him in his ghost mode, with his tail thrashing wildly. He was talking to a ghost with blue skin who kept changing height. She could see red eyes and as scar on the other ghost.

"Thanks, Clockwork," she heard him say. Maddie walked over to where Danny was hovering. He turned his body slightly to face her.

"They still know," Clockwork whispered to him Danny nodded. He turned human, landing neatly on the asphalt.

"Mom, I'm sorry," he told her. "I should have turned you earlier." Danny glanced at the thermos that contained his darker self, then looked his mom in the eyes. "I won't turn out like that, I promise." Maddie hugged him tenderly.

"Danny, it doesn't matter if you're a ghost or not, your family will always love you." He smiled, and so did Clockwork.

"All is as it should be," said the Master of Time. "It is time to put Dan Phantom where he cannot reek havoc on the world.

The thermos, please." Danny handed the thermos over to Clockwork.

"We shall meet again." Clockwork clicked his staff against the parking lot and disappeared. Small blue sparks flew through the air in streams, one hit Danny. The blue spark quickly grew to surround his whole body. Maddie tried to reach for him, to make sure he was okay, but Danny and the spark had vanished.


Lancer stroked his new kitten, Casper and stared at the last yearbook had been made before Der Feuhrer had stolen military files from the Pentagon - in front of some of the best trained troops in the US forces, as well as international news reporters and the FBI. Der Feuhrer had declared war that day, not only because of the stolen information, but verbally, while backed up by thousands of his ghostly fighters. Lancer saw the faces of so many students staring back at him. It was disheartening to think of how many of them had been killed since the war had started.

There was Baxter, who had been Casper High's quarterback until he was a junior. He would have continued in his senior year, if he hadn't been killed.

There was Foley, who had been one of the first casualties, not even making it out of his freshman year.

And then there were the Fentons, Jazz and her father had been murdered by some of Danny's old enemies, leaving Maddie as a lonely old widow. Danny himself had disappeared in front of the Nasty Burger only minutes after Lancer and the others had found out that he was really Phantom, the ghostly hero of Amity Park. He was one of the few that could possibly defeat Der Feuhrer. If he had stayed a few weeks longer, he would still be teaching his beloved English instead of teaching survival basics to groups of two-year-olds.

It wasn't really the boy's fault. They had later found out that the spark that had got him transported him to the future. Clockwork had come back and apologized soon afterward. It seems his time staff was malfunctioning. While the ghost knew what paths time could take them in, sometimes he never really knew which one, being imperfect like everyone else.

Lancer's watch alarm went off, reminding him that it was time to head to his morning class. Lancer wearily put down the old yearbook and opened the garage doors. He got in his hover car and glided out of the driveway.

Lancer took the route he took every day, past the new Nasty Burger building that stood in the same spot as the old one. The streets were as empty as usual; it was only around six A.M.. However, this wasn't like every day. Today, there was a brief flash of blue. Lancer stopped his vehicle and looked to the source. A teenage boy with unkempt raven black hair hit the pavement. 'After all these years, Fenton has finally returned.' Lancer thought. He could do some good here.

Lancer slowly guided his car to the boy. He opened the door and climbed down to him. Lancer helped Danny up. "Status, Mister Fenton?"


That's all for this first chapter. Now for the translation.

Der Feuhrer - The Leader.

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