Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom
Chapter One
Clockwork, the powerful and mysterious Lord of Time, wasn't doing anything important. He was just puttering around his tower and fixing himself some hot cider with half an eye on a screen showing the second Mongol attempt at invading Japan. He was just watching the tsunami hit the Mongolian fleet when a huge shockwave went through time itself.
Clockwork froze between forms, stuck as a gawky, pimply teenager for a moment before completing the transition from child to adult. Cradling the miraculously not dropped cup in both hands, he hurried over to a screen that was supposed to be showing the Congress of Vienna. Instead, it was showing the birth of a baby boy on Friday, March 23rd, 1990 at Elmbrook Memorial Hospital in Brookfield, Wisconsin at 2:07 pm.
It was a rather unassuming baby, rather ugly as newborns go and a bit squirmier than normal. However, Clockwork could feel the almost infinite number of timelines spiraling out into the cosmos simply because of this child's birth. This little boy, who was just now starting to cry, was positively destined to be significant. No matter what would happen to him, his name would be in the history books. Clockwork hadn't seen someone with such a head pounding number of timelines that promised greatness since Adolf Hitler.
This thought sobered up the time ghost. Just like Hitler, this little boy, who is being held by his dad for the first time, could rain war and devastation upon the earth. However, Clockwork reminded himself as the two parents argue over the baby's name, one of Hitler's possible futures was to be the greatest artist since Van Gogh, and another was to turn Germany into an almost utopian democracy.
Clockwork turned his attention to the screen again, sipping the still warm cider. This, he thought as the baby was named Daniel William Fenton, is going to be interesting.