Author's Note: Hey all. So I recently watched the movie Avatar and felt inspired to write something. This is the first part of that story. So a few things to note:

1- This is set in the Danny Phantom universe; Ghost Zone, Amity Park etc. There will be no mentions of a planet Pandora.
2- Since there is no Pandora, none of the characters from the movie, Avatar, will be seen in this fic. There will also be no sightings of the Na'vi aliens appearing in any chapter.
3- Danny is not a halfa. He is a full ghost and is known as Phantom. Therefore, his parents are not the Fentons nor does he grow up with best friends Sam & Tucker or with knowledge of everything around Amity Park.
4- There will be introduction of an avatar program where human DNA is mixed with ghost DNA etc. etc. This will be explained likely around chapter 3.

Anyways, feel free to ask any questions, flame any part, critique or simply compliment this story. As with all my stories, updates may or may not be slow but should pick up when Summer officially hits. With that said, I hope you enjoy the introduction of this story.

Parallel Illusions
- The Zone -

Hundreds of years ago, there existed a ghost by the name of Pariah Dark. He was known as the king of all ghosts in the ghost zone and ruled with iron hand. No one could measure in power against him, for he was the strongest of strong and bore the ring of rage and crown of fire which granted him almost limitless power at his disposal. Those who defied him found themselves eradicated of all traces from existence, those who endured under his tyranny suffered and existed in perpetual fear of his actions.

Then, when all hope seemed lost, a group of powerful ancient ghosts banded together and combined their abilities to defeat the evil king. Several faded into nothing as many were lost in bloodshed until finally they managed to take the king's ring of rage, siphoning away a large portion of his power. They locked him away in the coffin of forever sleep and for many years after the ghost zone prospered in times of relative peace. Only an occasional conflict arose amongst the ghosts, often the result of petty bullying or personal long time vendettas between a few select individuals.

With the absence of the ghost king, the ghost zone was brought out of its continual age of the medieval dark times. New technologies started to develop and ghost populations rocketed as more and more ghostly couples decided to form babies together. More places were created where ghosts could commune and hang out together outside of their lairs. Schools were set up for children to teach their youth how to control their ghostly abilities, health facilities were set up to help control ghostly influenza levels, and some buildings were made especially for parties such as the one held every Christmas.

Unfortunately, such peace was not meant to last. The horrors from stories told of the evil ghost king of centuries past was not ingrained into the minds of the younger generations of ghost to the extent it should have been. Greed for want of power overcame common sense. One such ghost, ignorant of the consequences of his actions, sought the ultimate in power granting items, the ring of rage and crown of fire. He found the ring, but the ring was useless without its match. Unwittingly, he opened the coffin of forever sleep and released Pariah from his tomb imprisonment. Once more, Pariah Dark was free to reign his power over the ghosts of the ghost zone.

He freed his most loyal servant and second most feared, the Fright Knight, and raised an army of skeletal warriors that obeyed his every command. Ghosts too scared to fight against him joined his ranks. The other ghosts, however, were too stubborn to bend to the will of their old tyrant. And thus war broke out amongst the ghost zone even more hefty than the one before it. But try as they might, there was still no ghost in existence that could rival the sheer power that the ghost king wielded.

And so, ghosts began to look for alternative sources of power, a power they could harness to gain an advantage over their once more rampaging tyrannous king. The solution they found was bittersweet and came both as a blessing and a curse. Their salvation laid in the the almost guaranteed foundations to another war: Earth. But it was a gamble they were willing to take; mere humans did not compare to that of the vast power which was Pariah Dark. So a group of ghosts ventured forth into the human realm and set up a headquarters not far from a human town and a large source of energy just waiting to be used.

Of course, the humans rebelled against the ghosts invading their territory. And thus another war started in their hopes to salvage the freedom that the ghosts fought so hard for in the other one. Everything was a mess.

It would be ten years before another emerged to bring peace to both worlds. That being came in the form of a ghost merely fourteen years in age.

And his name was Phantom.