Sometimes, they just don't tell you the whole truth, because there's more than one to tell. A different take on the story of Danny Phantom, from the beginning of the beginning.

Warning: This contains an OC, Dyanna Fenton. The one that I have a link to a picture of in my profile *hinthint*. And so the (nonexistent) mystery fades and you OC-haters are going to kill me. Jah? Thought so. But, actually, I have a good reason for her existence, though it doesn't get revealed until she meets Clockwork... which isn't revealed until waaaay later...

Timeline: Begins a month before mystery Meat episode, at the beginning of the beginning...

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The OC-Fenton's name? Uuuum... the reason I chose that is a mystery for now... :3

A-yup.

Did you know Jack has green eyes? I only recently found that out! And now I feel silly. Because I've watched that show since... I don't even remember. Maybe when it first came out? That sounds right.

I loved it because Danny Phantom and I share our initials!

Then I watched it and liked it way more because it was a cool show... :P

I've changed the dates of some of the episodes, so... don't go and point and glare saying THAT IS WRONG! Because it isn't. Not here, anyway.

The song I used down below is Parallel Worlds by Elliot Minor. I just HAD to! It just fits so damn WELL with the scene.

There's a link on my profile to a youtube video featuring Dani and Danny to that song. Pretty good..

I've almost finished part 2, and part three and on have been outlined. Episode one has a total of six parts, and I'm going to aim to make each episode three parts. So... good luck. Hope you don't mind this horribly.

And if you do... I have mai chomping fangs ready!

Just kidding.

Or am I?

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Adolph – German – Noble Wolf
Daniel – Hebrew – God is my Judge
Dyanna – Latin – Divine; form of Diana (goddess of the moon and of hunting in roman mythology)
Jasmine – Persian – Jasmine Flower

Retaken
Episode One: Unavoidable Side-Effects

Episode Summary: "Dyanna and Danny Fenton are thirteen/fourteen year olds who are pretty average at first, until an accident causes them to receive ghost powers! The powers don't work at all well, always acting up, and the two are forced to deal with the side-effects... as well as come to terms with their hybrid status."

Unavoidable Side-Effects part 1
August 4th, 2004

To the unknowing observer, the three could pass off as being completely unrelated.

Jasmine, with her clear green eyes and orange hair, silky and long, always neat and tidy; Daniel with his scruffy raven hair and soft sky-blue eyes wearing clothes that were at least a size or three too big; and then, there was Dyanna, her hair an auburn-brown colour and seemed to not want to sit straight, her clothes were loose and comfortable and her eyes were a deep oceanic blue.

And yet, related they were, siblings, in fact. There was Jasmine, the oldest, at sixteen years, Daniel, the middle child, at fourteen, and Dyanna, the youngest, at thirteen.

Currently, she was sitting cross-legged on top of her brother's chest of draws, not at all caring about the fact that draws were not meant to be used as chairs. However, it wasn't as if there was anywhere on his floor that wasn't covered in magazines and old space toys and clothes, though. "Titan," she argued, crossing her arms defiantly, lifting her chin slightly in a very stubborn fashion.

"Europa," the aforementioned brother emphasised, frowning, waving his hands a bit as if that would somehow prove his point.

If one were to casually walk by, one wouldn't understand such a conversation. However, Sam and Tucker were not casual observers, well accustomed to the unstoppable train that was the sibling rivalry of the D.F.s, and they knew exactly what was going on.

"No human can breathe underwater," protested Dyanna, pointing out what she saw as a fatal flaw in her brother's logic. "Titan is the better choice! Get a tear in your suit and all you'll get is a headache, not a lungful of water!"

"No known creature can survive in a methane environment, including a person," Danny said back, his voice rising, completely set in his views. "Europa's the better choice!"

Yes, Dyanna was (almost) as big of a space nut as her brother, "No-oh, Titan is!"

"Europa!"

"Titan!"

"Europa!"

"HEY KIDS!" Jack and Maddie shouted from the basement. You could practically hear the huge grins in their voices.

"WHAT?" the two D's chorused in annoyance of being yanked out of their 'happy time'.

"COME DOWN HERE," Maddie replied in barely contained excitement, oblivious to her younger children's ire.

Said children shared a look, then sighed exasperatedly in unison. "COMING," they whined back. Then, looking Sam and Tucker's way (he was playing a game on his omnipresent PDA and she was relaxing, reading a book), Danny asked, "You two coming?"

"Ghost hunters' mad lab," asked Sam, snapping her book shut. "Count me in."

"Naaah," Tucker drew out.

"You don't have a choice," said Dyanna, smiling wickedly.

Once again, both boys were reminded of why they never liked to get on Danny's little sister's bad side. She was freaky and sadistic, and a little bit psychotic; the only one of the three children that actually had anything along those lines, both Jazz and Danny having a need for normalcy. To be honest, she was on par with Sam (Maybe even a little higher—Maybe) on the 'scary females not to piss off' list.

Tucker sighed in mock resignation, "Oh, if I haaave to..."

And that's how they ended up in the Fenton family basement, also known as a lab, staring at what appeared to be a large hole in the wall. Dyanna had her hazmat suit on already, she wore it whenever it wasn't a school day, sometimes even after school, because it was just so damn comfortable.

Her hazmat was almost exactly like Danny's black on white, only the gloves and boots went up to her joints and the belt was around the smallest part of her waist instead of around her hips. The colours were also inverted, meaning the gloves, belt and boots were white and the base was black. She'd asked her parents for a new one that was white on aquamarine, but they were waiting until the portal was finished until they gave it to her.

Which meant she was going to be getting it any day now... But now we are getting off topic.

Jack was blathering on about the ghost portal and ghost zone, no one was really listening to him. Except maybe Sam, but she was the only one of them who actually cared.

And before they knew it, they were preparing to turn it on. Jack plugged it in... It was starting up! The motors were whirring...

Then sparks flew out and it fizzled to a halt.

Silence.

"Well that was an epic fail," thought Danny dully.

"We were so sure it was going to work, maybe one of my calculations were wrong," mused Maddie, downtrodden. Jack was openly pouting. They sadly made their way to the stairs, "we'll be back in half an hour, kids. Don't touch anything and be good while we're gone. Don't forget your chores..."

"Okay," called out Dyanna, but her parents were too distracted to notice she had that 'lying though my teeth' tone on, which usually resulted in her doing strange, mischievous or unspeakable things... and more often than not, all at the same time.

They heard the door slam shut and Dyanna grinned wickedly, running into the Portal before anyone could stop her. She pulled off one of the panels, examining the wiring beneath it, double-checking all the connections and feeling for loose wires. Replacing the panel, she moved to the next one.

"A ghost portal," said Sam in wonder. "Just imagine what it would be like if it worked!"

"You've said that like a dozen times since Danny revealed it to us," said Tucker, rolling his eyes, returning to his PDA.

"I haven't said that a dozen times," she objected.

Tucker looked mockingly surprised at her, "Oh, sorry, I meant a dozen times a day."

"Cut it out, guys," said Danny, rolling his eyes, but the smile on his face said he found their antics actually quite amusing.

Shrugging it off, Sam pulled out a camera. "Go stand in front on it," she told Danny. He raised an eyebrow at the odd request, but did so anyway.

A bundle of white and black fabric was thrown his way, which upon closer inspection turned out to be his hazmat suit. He held it out gingerly in front of him, as if it was going to explode at any given moment. You could never expect anything less from anything his parents made or owned.

"Smile," said Sam, grinning, taking a picture.

"Ok," said Danny, slightly dizzy from the flash. "We saw the portal; can we get out of here now? Less time with the exploding inventions is a good thing. Besides, it doesn't work, anyway."

"Come on, Danny, a ghost zone? Aren't you curious," drew out Sam. "You gotta check it out!"

"Hmm... I guess maybe a little look..." Danny mused, seriously considering it.

Dyanna frowned as she checked another panel. "Everything seems like it should be working, but it isn't," she thought, frustrated and stumped.

She sat there, crouched, sliding her thumbnail across her bottom lip absently, something she called her "L-face" because she looked and acted a lot like the Death Note Character L (she'd picked up the first volume randomly whilst in Japan for a ghost convention with her mum and had been a fan of the manga since).

And so, like any smart person about to step into a ghost portal (coughyeahrightcough), he slipped on his Hazmat suit, zipping it up.

"Hang on... Jeez, shows how much you wear that thing," chuckled Sam, reaching over and peeling off the sticker of his dad's face off Danny's black on white hazmat suit. "You can't go walking around with that on your chest." She pointed to the offending picture, treating it in much the same way she would treat something pink and frilly.

Danny rolled his eyes and came into the portal. Looking over Dyanna's shoulder, he was about to ask a question when he leaned a hand on the wall... and that small piece of wall gave way.

The 'ON' button.

Dual screams shattered the still air as green electricity surged through the portal chamber charging the people inside with waves of ectoplasm-infused electricity.

After what seemed like an eternity, but was in reality only a minute, five at the most, Danny stumbled out the portal entrance, the portal spewing out a foggy cloud of heavy grey smoke.

But, Danny... he looked... different.

The night's playing up, again,
and someone's there,
The room is getting colder now,
The light swings again
And I'm scared, 'cos someone's there,
Stop messing with my mind 'cos now I'm...

Sam and Tucker could have sworn the temperature in the room had dropped a bit, the light flickering a moment from the massive power drain.

Danny's skin was more tanned than usual, but he was giving of a strange glow that made him look as if he had a white outline. His hair has been drained of all colour, leaving it a clear white-silver. His eyes were glowing almost as eerily as his body, a neon green that just looked impossible. His jumpsuit had inverted, now white on black. He was panting slightly, as if air came harder to him.

Trapped in your world where you're burning in my eyes,
You're like a shadow that never hides...!

There was a pained groan from inside the smoke and Danny's eyes flashed brighter, almost like there was a yellow light burning at the depth of his irises. He turned swiftly and dragged Dyanna out, she was as changed as he was, just in a different way.

I'm stuck in parallel worlds, it's something supernatural,
It won't let me go...
It's paranormal, and no one else believes me,
I feel so alone again...

Her auburn hair was now white like Danny's, but with a strong tone of blue, several hairs even looking like they were sapphire in colour. Her eyes were shut tight, but there was a distinct, strong red glow coming from beneath her eyelashes.

Danny didn't seem to notice, falling to his hands and knees, coughing from a mixture of the smoke, pain and the sheer shock of it all.

Tucker and Sam snapped out of their stupor and rushed over to help their friends, though they were surprised to find they were cold, almost icy to the touch.

Go go,
It won't let me...
Go go,
It won't let me...

"Danny, Dyanna," managed Sam.

"It...just...came on... Was...pretty...shocking," Dyanna managed, chocking. Her hand was to her chest. She couldn't feel her heart beat.

I'm stuck against the wall, I can't make a move,
My heart beat stops,
I'm scared of this time 'cos I can't make a line,

Danny was still having a coughing fit, his body shaking violently each time the bursts of harsh noise and air came through his windpipe. "That hurt," he mumbled.

The now blue-haired girl stumbled to her knees, shivering and struggling to breathe. "I think...I'll...be fine...in a min...ute," she lied, coughing.

To say once again it just proves to be difficult,
I'm feeling nervous but it's nothing that I cannot do,
I'm stuck in a dimension where it's hard to breathe,
And it's still true, I'm losing my mind, I'm falling,
Someone help me, what can I do?

Looking around, she noticed her hair was blue. Shocked out of remembering to breathe and that her heart was actually supposed to be beating, she dashed over to a nearby computer monitor and yelped, jumping backwards and actually hanging in the air a minute before she crashed to the ground. "W-w-w-w?"

Trapped in your world where you're burning in my eyes,
You're like a shadow that never hides...!

Danny was starting to settle down in his coughing, managing to make it to his feet. "What?"

His sister didn't answer; red-irised eyes wide. He could tell there was something odd with her sister... he felt this nagging feeling that she wasn't supposed to look like that. She pointed forlornly at the monitor.

I'm stuck in parallel worlds, it's something supernatural,
It won't let me go...
It's paranormal, and no one else believes me,
I feel so alone again...

Confused, he stumbled to have a look, finding a pair of green neon eyes staring back at him.

Shocked by the sudden chance in appearance, he forgot to speak or even breathe (after all, breathing was not actually something ghosts needed to do, so it was easy to forget to do it at all). Staring at his reflection in much the same state as Dyanna, it was one of the non-glowing people in the room's turn to speak.

"I'm sure there's some logical explanation for this," reassured Sam, not sounding at all certain.

And it was at that moment that Danny just decided he'd really like to be invisible... unfortunately, that meant he actually did flicker out of phase...

Three sets of confused eyes looked around for the teen who had apparently just disappeared into thin air, while said teen was still freaking out as to the reason why he could barely see his reflection. As if he wasn't all there... he could see his sister through himself.

Dyanna closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm down, ignoring the phantom pains that prickled all through and over her body. She breathed deeply, calmly, assessing all the many things that had changed and felt different. Calm down, Fenton, just breathe, just think. Concentrate.

I'm stuck in parallel worlds, it's something supernatural,
It won't let me go...
It's paranormal, and no one else believes me,
I feel so alone

No heartbeat, the air seemed a little warmer than usual, her body was a pleasant cool temperature. She felt lighter on her feet... but not dizzy or filled with adrenaline, just... mellow. A little freaked out, but mellow. She swatted away the thought of how she looked, and how everything felt wrong. No, she was going to be calm.

I'm stuck in parallel worlds, it's something supernatural,
It won't let me go...
It's paranormal, and no one else believes me,
I feel so alone again...

It was times like this, however unique this experience was, she was glad she had learned a bit of meditation.

My heartbeat, she concentrated on that sound. How it usually pulsed in her ears, how she felt it and heard it, the blood coursing through her veins... and that was the trigger.

Unbeknownst to her, around her waist, formed a ring of white light tinted with a red hue. She tilted her head slightly, eyes closed, as she felt a ...warmth... around her waist, like there was sunshine warming that specific area. But... concentrating, concentrating harder on the sound, the warmth swiftly spread upwards. With the warmth came the rings as they changed her appearance.

Hearing her heart beating once more, she dared stealing a peek at the monitor, next to which, a surprised Danny had blinked back into our phase, visible once more. She grinned widely as she looked at her reflection. "IT WORKED," she shouted in triumph, feeling as if she could fly, jumping into the air victoriously.

However, such a feeling triggered the rings, and she found herself floating in the air as a ghost once more. "CURSE YOU," she shouted to no-one in particular, waving her fists before huffing and crossing her arms and legs, not caring that she was floating, yes, floating, three feet in the air.

Everyone stared for a moment. But, then again, Dyanna was questionable at the best of times, so they shrugged off this odd behaviour easily. It hurt more to try and understand her, anyway.

"How did you do that...? Change back, I mean," asked Danny, cautious of his sister's odd personality.

She blinked, as if just noticing that she wasn't actually alone in the room. "Focus on your heart beat," she said, uncrossing her legs, standing up easily and walking over, placing a black gloved hand on his shoulder.

He closed his eyes warily. "I don't have one...," he stated, frowning uncertainly.

Dyanna nodded, oblivious to the fact he couldn't see it. "Just focus on the way your heart should be beating. The sound of it in your ears, blood rushing through your veins..."

"...kay."

There was a pause, as if the whole world was holding its breath. Watching, waiting.

She let her hand fall off his shoulder, almost as if sensing there was a spark inside him. Not a moment later came the ring, only his was a white and blue one, it split swiftly, and washed over him, changing him back to the human that was Daniel Fenton.

There was a clear cloud of relief hanging in the air as Danny checked himself in the monitor, grinning as he found himself human again.

A pleasant silence hung for a few seconds before Dyanna grinned and said, "Well that was exciting!"

Everyone shot her incredulous looks.

Her grin dropped, looking honestly stumped. "What?"

And for some reason, they all managed to laugh at the youngest's expense. She glared at them all, but that just made them laugh even harder.

Her glare dropped, and she found it in herself to join in the merriment.

I mean, what the hell, right?