Summery: Phantom Planet is non-existent. Danny is captured and injected with a substance called Ecto-Reverso, which morphs him into a demon that is nearly unrecognizable. Sam and Tucker, along with Jazz and two other special guests, are fighting together to defeat the monster that was once their friend, but that is made much harder when our beloved Danny has a thing for one of his opposers.

All of the chapters have been reworked and edited to my newest degree of satisfaction, so enjoy if this is your first time reading, and welcome back if you are an old fan!

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Danny Fenton looked like a normal teenage boy; messy black hair, baby blue eyes, a supposedly scrawny figure. Was in love with his best friend, but would never admit it. Barely scraping by in school.

He blended into the background, what with his shy attitude and quiet exterior.

But there was a secret that this seemingly unremarkable teen was hiding, something so important that the revealing of would change his whole life...Danny Fenton had an alter ego that went by the heroic guise known as Danny Phantom, the town's favorite subject of gossip and the heartthrob of hundreds of fangirls. An accident had transformed him into a half human half ghost hybrid, more commonly known as a halfa. Since his realization of the new powers he possessed, Danny set out to protect the town from all of the evil ghosts that came from his parent's ghost portal.

Danny was quite good at his "job". But, being a half ghost who saved the town on a daily basis had landed him in a spot of trouble on many occasions, one of those most memorable ones being when Danny learned he was destined to become the most evil ghost on the planet after his friends and family died in an accident. To make matters worse, he had actually come face to face with said ghost ten years in the future and had to fight him.

Of course, the poor halfa had endured other situations that threw him into trouble, especially since his parents still didn't know he was the famed Danny Phantom!

Ironically, Danny was currently wishing that his parents did know who he really was...maybe then he wouldn't be zooming through the sky trying to avoid their shots from countless ghost weapons.

"Geez, those guys're getting better with those stupid things everyday," Danny grumbled, hastily going intangible as a bolt of bright green energy shot right through his body. Bright neon eyes stared down at the rumbling RV chasing after him, and with a long sigh he quickly turned invisible and flew down to the vehicle. Danny shot a tiny ecto blast at one of the tires, wincing as the RV instantly swerved off the road and nearly collided with a light pole. "Woops, guess I should've thought that one out more," he muttered.

Danny didn't have long to wait before the familiar forms of both his mom and dad burst out of the disabled vehicle. Both were armed to the teeth with countless weapons that Danny was sure would cause him serious pain if he was unfortunate enough to be hit by one, so he gladly flew higher away from the two. Danny stared down at his parents, lazily brushing at a stray lock of white hair as the two glared up at him.

"You're going down Ghost Boy! Your time of terrorizing this town has come to its end," his mom called, and Danny felt his eyes rolling at the supposedly "intimidating" remark.

"How many times do I have to tell you? I'm the good guy!" He let out a yelp as a sudden fire of energy beams headed in his direction, and Danny quickly flew out of the way, doing a somersault in midair. He let out a cry as he felt a beam lightly skate across his ankle, warm green ectoplasm immediately seeping from the wound. "Oww…" he hissed, throwing an irritated look down at his parents.

"Seriously, what is your guys' problem? I was minding my own business and out of nowhere you just decide to atta...AAAGGGHHHH!!!!!" Danny screamed as what felt like a lightening bolt struck him across the chest. The pain was so intense that he felt the rings signifying his change begin to appear around his middle. "No…" he snarled, forcing himself to blot out the pain. After a second the glowing blue-white rings disappeared, leaving behind a very angry and ragged Danny, with blood now trickling from a deep wound from his abdomen.

With a shaky hand Danny touched his front, wincing as his gloved fingers came away slick with glowing green ectoplasm lightly touched with flecks of red. "Dangit." Glancing around he noticed both his parents had disappeared from his trail of sight, the young hero's eyes glancing frantically at every shadow lingering around the sunlight buildings.

"Looking for us, Ghost Boy?"

As Danny began to turn around to face the voice another bolt of pain raced up his body, the energy practically frying his skin and sending wisps of smoke off his thin body. Sweat gleamed on his rapidly paling skin, reddened patches appearing along his arms and legs where his jumpsuit was burned away. His aura flickered, and slowly he fell to the street below in a dull CRASH, his body rolling and slamming back first into the asphalt.

Danny was racked with pain; he laid there a minute, silent, unmoving, until finally he sat up and shakingly pushed himself to his feet, the pain nearly making him scream. He swayed, booted feet barely holding him up, and Danny had to choke back a heave when he looked at his hands. The white gloves had been ripped to shreds, the skin beneath scraped raw and bloodied. His chest, usually covered by black spandex, was home to scratches and cuts from the rubble, and only a thin strip of material held the back and front together. He didn't even bother to look at his legs; his upper body gave him a pretty good idea.

A faint rumbling echoed in the air and his parents emerged from the shadows of a towering apartment building, both holding what looked like thin rifles made of a shining silver metal. "Give up ghost, your outnumbered!"

"Save yourself the pain." Maddie frowned, glaring at their young "foe".

Danny stared at her with wide green eyes, a hand grasping the wound marring the mass of his chest, holding it closed. Bright ecto blood seeped from between his already blood-stained fingers, and fresh tingles of pain continuously jabbed his battered body. "Never. I'm not the bad guy," he muttered, wincing as his mother pointed the end of her gun at his chest.

"Give up now." Danny shook his head, the action nearly causing him to fall flat on his face.

Maddie stared at him with her hard purple eyes, and with a dark smirk she pressed a glowing red button on the gun, the barrel beginning to crackle with glittering green energy. "Give up and come quietly, Ghost Boy. Don't make us hurt you," she muttered, but Danny smirked and nodded his head no. "Fine."

A piercing scream began to echo off the buildings. Raw energy shot out of the guns and hit the halfa, whirling around his body like a tornado of electric green, and through the green vortex they could see his body being slashed and burned by the sparkling energy. Danny screamed and tried to jump away from it, but the energy followed, swirling round and around his body and continuously ripping at his flesh. 'It hurts! Aghh--make it stop!' The cries rang in his head, but he barely noticed that they were falling from his bleeding mouth too.

Danny finally let out a muffled groan when the whirlwind disappeared, leaving him standing in a small pool of his own blood with small slashes cut into his arms, legs, and chest, adding to his already battered body. He swayed for a small moment before completely collapsing onto his knees. He felt blood drip into his eye and obscure his vision, but still he could make out their shadowy forms now standing above him. Choking back a moan of pain as the gun barrels dug into his stomach, he forced himself to smirk at his rivals, even though unconsciousness was slipping into his mind and unfolding black across his vision.

"Nighty night ghostie," Danny heard his dad chuckle, and when the pain in his chest reached unbearable levels he slipped into the dark and welcoming unconsciousness.

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Bright light seeped under Danny's eyelids, a blinding white glare that made the halfa squint and warily crack open his eyes. Instantly they widened as he glanced around his surroundings, oh so familiar and yet never so dangerous looking.

He was in the basement of Fenton Works. The glare blinding him was coming from a set of bright overhead lights, much like the ones at a hospital.

Struggling to sit up, Danny yelped in pain and glanced down at his lower body. He was strapped down with glowing green binds, which, he quickly realized, were the ecto-proof ones that were impossible for him to escape, and the one around his waist was just below his wound. "Great…just great," he grumbled, feebly tugging on the straps around his wrists. The cuts that littered his arms were dressed with soft white bandages, as were the ones on his legs and the massive one on his torso. "What the heck is going on?"

"You're here for a little experiment." Danny glanced at the stairway, rolling his eyes as his dad nearly stumbled down the steps, a goofy grin on his face. Close behind followed his mother, and Danny had to suppress a gasp as he saw the determined smile on her face, and the vial of a bright red substance in her right hand. He gulped, but a shadow of familiar stubbornness entered his peridot eyes as they approached the table. Danny glared up at them, a set smirk on his handsome face.

"I'm not interested," he retorted. Maddie smiled, her hand holding the vial lifting so that Danny had a clear look at the substance within; it gleamed ruby red in the light, a thin liquid that reminded Danny sickeningly of blood.

"I thought you might say that. Do you want to know what this is," she asked, lightly shaking the vial and making the liquid sloshed around. Danny glanced from it to her, a guarded look on his face when he nodded. "This is Ecto-Reverso. My husband and I invented it. It's designed to alter and numb certain emotional actions in ghosts by changing their psychological structure in the cerebrum. It also switches control from the dominant area of the cerebral cortex to the submissive region, which in turn changes their intelligence and reasoning." Maddie explained, her purple eyes nearly gouging holes into Danny's forehead as she stared at him.

"Yeah….I have no idea what you just said."

"It means, Phantom, that when injected with this substance, an evil ghost will be turned good," Jack quickly jumped in, apparently eager to show off to the trapped halfa.

Danny heard himself gasp; were they gonna inject him with that junk?! He struggled with the straps holding him down as his mom and dad stepped closer to him, the vial of Ecto-Reverso looking more sinister by the second. "No...you guys aren't thinking of," his words failed him, but Danny let out a strangled yell as Jack eagerly nodded. "You, you can't! I'm not the bad guy, how many times do I have to tell you?! Please…" he cried, desperately thrashing as Jack pulled a syringe out of a pocket on his jumpsuit and handed it to Maddie. "You don't understand," Danny managed to choke, tears beginning to fall freely down his face.

"Oh, don't we? You haunt our town, endanger our children and put thousands of lives at stake every day." She spat. "You're far too dangerous to be allowed to continue wandering the streets in this state. My husband and I have finally finished creating the solution to this issue, and you are the perfect specimen to try it on."

Maddie tipped the bottle up and stuck the needle in, filled the syringe to the brim with the Ecto-Reverso. Giving it a squirt, she advanced with the syringe and Danny let out a bone chilling cry, his struggling growing more frantic with each step she took towards him.

"Don't! Please, you--you don't know what you're doing!"

"What's going on down there?" Danny nearly cried in relief as Jazz stepped into the room. The aqua eyed teen glanced between the three of them, her gaze lingering on Danny while her mouth dropped open in what had to be sheer horror. "Mom, Dad, what are you guys doing? Why do you have Da...the Ghost Boy strapped to that table?!"

"Honey, we managed to capture him," Maddie soothed, "so now you and Danny don't have to worry about him terrorizing the town anymore. Your father and I are going to inject him with this," she held up the syringe, "and it will alter his state of mind and turn him good. Remember when I asked you those questions a few weeks ago, about how the brain works?" Jazz froze, her eyes widening as she saw the hurt look on her brother's face.

"Jazz…you…you helped them?"

"No…I--I didn't know!"

Danny turned away, gritting his teeth to keep from yelling and blowing his cover. Jazz felt her heart ache when he wouldn't look at her, but panic pushed back all other feelings when her mother pointed the needle at a vein in his arm.

"Stop! You can't!" Both Maddie and Jack turned to gaze at her, the looks on their faces clearly demanding an explanation from the redhead. Jazz stuttered and bit at her lip; what was she supposed to tell them? "Umm…it, it just doesn't seem right," she mumbled feebly, wincing as her mom raised an eyebrow at the lame excuse.

"Jasmine Fenton, we are doing a good thing. We're saving you and your brother from living in a town haunted by this freak." Maddie frowned, missing Danny's visible flinch. "It's entirely too much of a threat to let Phantom continue to wander around freely. This is the only way," she turned back to the struggling halfa, but a cry from behind caused her to turn around. Jazz had tried to run over to the table and had been intercepted by Jack, and now she was tightly enclosed in her dad's massive arms, successfully pinned against his spandex clad chest.

"No," she wailed, kicking and flailing as Jack managed to haul her away and over to a corner, his arms firmly wrapped around her middle. Maddie gave her daughter a sympathetic smile and then turned back to Danny; the teenager had practically collapsed onto the cold steel, his eyes glazed and pants coming from his bloodied mouth. The wound on his bare chest, while bandaged, was beginning to bleed and was staining the pristine cloth a bright plasma green.

"Don't do this...you don't know wha...what you're doing," the bonds around his wrists and ankles glowed green as he pulled at the silvery metal, the effort only managing to make the wound adorning his stomach burn with a fiery intensity. "You don't know who--who I really am, otherwise you wouldn't be doing this" Danny muttered, and Maddie gave him a smile that was almost motherly.

"I know exactly who you are." His eyes shot wide open, terror darkening the neon irises. "You're the Ghost Boy, the infamous Danny Phantom. You've been plaguing this town like a deadly disease for over a year now, and it's high time somebody did something about it."

Danny's look of shock darkened into an expression of utter sorrow, but it was tinged with a familiar glint of cold rage. Sighing, he tilted his head and glanced away from the redheaded woman, a scornful smile on his lips. "Yeah…" the hand clutching the syringe lowering to the crook of his arm. "That's who everybody thinks I am." Danny glanced over to where Jazz was still being restrained by their dad. The teen had tears spilling out of her aqua eyes, her mouth twisted into a grimace of pain, but she had stopped struggling. "A disease….a menace," he glanced down at his arm as Maddie hastily swabbed the skin there with a cotton swab, the needle in her other hand glinting in the light. "Go ahead, inject me with that stuff...see what your stupidity gets you."

Maddie, startled, pulled the needle back and frowned at the young halfa. "What do you mean by that?" Her violet eyes widened as she studied the contours of his face, the familiar shape and the expressive eyes that shared their every emotion.

"You...seem familiar to me," she frowned at him, but Danny stared listlessly at her, green eyes narrowed into cool slits.

"DANNY!" Jazz came out of nowhere, and she pushed at Maddie and made her slam into the chrome table. "Mom, you can't do it...he's, he's Danny!" Maddie blinked, her eyes narrowing as she frowned at the distraught teenager.

"Yes, I know...his name is Danny Phantom." Jazz slowly shook her head, and as if time had gone into slow mode Maddie inch by inch turned to stare at the boy she realized, with a sickening feeling growing in her stomach, looked an awful lot like her son...

"No, no! It can't be...this can't possibly be Da...Danny," she choked, her lip quivering as her gaze returned to his face, the face she now recognized as that of her one and only son.

"Oh my...what did I...what was I going to…"

"Mom!" Maddie had already noticed what her daughter was pointing at. From Danny's arm rose the syringe, the needle tip imbedded deep into the boy's flesh...the syringe was empty, the clear plastic totally spotless and missing its former package of red goo. "Oh no…when I bumped you," Jazz whispered, horror clear in her aqua eyes.

"We did it!" The three barely acknowledged Jack Fenton as he came waltzing over to the table, his trademark grin plastered on his lips. That look soon faded as he saw the tears flowing from both Jazz and Maddie's eyes, replaced with one of worry and slight suspicion. "What's going on," he asked. Danny glanced up at him, his face contorting into an expression of pain as what appeared to be red lightening began crackling along his skin. He started to thrash against the metal bonds holding him firm to the table, a long howl of pain escaping his lips and ringing off the basement walls.

"Danny!" Maddie desperately pressed a button on the side of the table; the bonds snapped off and she tried to grab the bucking teen, but Danny cried out and rolled away, falling off the table and landed with a SMACK on the floor. The three rounded the table and watched as he kneeled on all fours on the icy concrete, his breath coming in ragged pants and sweat plastered on his pale face.

"I don't understand, what's the big deal?" Jack stuttered, staring dumbfounded as Jazz and Maddie fell down beside the teen. He stepped towards the two women and the panting halfa on the floor, blue gaze narrowing as Jack stared at the bloody mass that was once Danny's back. "He may not survive the test, with a wound like that."

"Jack...how can you say that?! This boy is our baby!" Maddie screamed, cradling her face in her hands.

The orange jumpsuit lad man stared blankly down at them. "Maddie. This is a ghost." Jack ignored his wife's scream of rage and reached for the needle imbedded in Danny's skin.

"Stay...away...from me…" he drew back, the family staring wide eyed as Danny slowly scooted around to face them, a low growl rumbling in the teen's throat. He shuddered as another wave of burning pain coursed throughout his young body, a ragged hiss tearing from his throat. "I war...warned you…" he managed to gasp, "But you...you idiots," His words ended mid sentence as they were replaced with a earth shattering cry, his irises glowing and flashing from green to red.

As the cry continued it grew louder and louder, growing so ear shattering that the three clenched them in an attempt to block out the sound. Danny broke off the scream right when a spark of energy started to emerge past his lips, instead slumping to the floor in a motionless heap, his white hair gleaming against the dull gray stone.

"Danny, my baby!" Maddie scrambled to her son's side. His pale face loomed up at her, dark circles stained under his closed eyes and lips slightly parted. The only sound coming from the battered halfa were mewls of pain and the occasional moan, but each tore at the Fenton women like a knife in the heart.

"Maddie, don't be hysterical. This is a ghost, nothing more!"

Jazz glared at her father and pushed him aside, desperately grabbing Maddie's shoulders and brutally shaking the crying woman. "Mom, don't you have an antidote?"

Maddie slowly shook her head.

"Aghhhh!" The two adults both flinched when the girl let loose a terrifying scream, her eyes practically flashing with rage as she slammed a fist against the floor. "How could you not have an antidote?"

"We...we never thought we would need it...after all, Ecto Reverso was only meant to be used on bad ghos…" she quickly snapped her mouth shut when Jazz pierced her with an angry scowl. The teenager took a deep breath, but it came out as a harsh sob.

"How...why…" was all she could manage to choke out before she fell willingly into her mother's arms. Jack was still glancing from them and his collapsed son, a confused expression permanently marring his face.

"Ughhh…" the long groan caught all three's attention, and they glanced up in time to see Danny slowly push himself into a sitting position. A hand was grasping his face, the other splayed out over the wound running alongst his chest.

Jazz, a hesitant hand reaching out to touch the halfa, recoiled when he let out a low snarl. "Danny?" She whispered, and he glanced up at the group, hair shadowing his pale face.

"Danny," Maddie echoed softly, teeth biting so hard into the flesh of her lip that blood welled up from the tiny wound. "Danny?"

Through the hair they could see him grin, and a wave of dark blood red energy suddenly shot from his body and slammed into the three. Jazz, Maddie, and Jack all let out pained screams as they were thrown into the far wall besides the portal and fell into heaps to the floor.

As the dust around them started to clear Jazz managed to raise her head, eyes widening in horror as the familiar form of her brother emerged. But, what she saw only made her want to recoil and scream like a frightened child. "No...Danny," she felt herself cringe when the dust finally settled. Danny stood beside the table, his chest completely healed of all wounds and totally blood free, but his eyes...Jazz couldn't help but stare at the once neon green orbs that had made her smile on countless occasions, the face that had become a heartthrob amongst Danny Phantom fangirls.

"Hello Jazz," he grinned, his tongue lightly caressing the fangs emerging from his teeth, dark eyes flashing a bright red. "And goodbye."

End of chapter 1