Dedications: I dedicate this fanfic to Weirdo or other wide known as Nicky Woody who should always have her ponytail on either one side of her head or the other.
Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar: the last air bender, Danny Phantom, or Harry Potter, and the idea is now up for grab of anything that's not related to those three things I do not own, but Tally is mine!
Rated T: because I went to the extreme here with six cans of soda, I am now writing three pages per second but it will where off, and this has a few mild words but only one in this chapter.
What is up Homies! And I mean that with respect. But I will not tell you that you should read this because who would read it! Anyway I don't expect anyone to read this until the next Harry Potter movie comes out, which is in November and I am writing this in October but still No one will read or review so I'll just sit here until some one does so no fanfic for you.
I cant take it I have to write even though I know no one will read this I just have to, but anyway just to clarify any questions you may have during this story the story starts sixty years before Danny gets his powers or Harry finds he is a wizard, but it would be over a million years after Aang finds out he is the avatar. And Avatar/ Danny/ Harry/ any other character that you know of, will only appear in the second chapter, because (and I know I'm going to loose some of you here) because I want to add some of my characters in just to make you mad but It's only to make it mine but its also to summon the avatar to the present. Oh, I've said too much, here's the story.
Once upon a time there was a pretty pink princess that lived in a huge castle in the top most room of the tallest tower—wait a minute this isn't my story!
Sorry For the technical difficulties, but I new I'd get a lot of you lost on that because I don't want nobody to read this it's so boring and I know if you are reading these words you won't review. But here's a better story.
On the dry, dry, dry lands of the Sahara desert there is no cactus; there is only sand, lots and lots of sand. Well this is the image Tally Wind thought when she looked out on the dirty hills of the Midlands in Minnesota, where there use to be fields of wheat. But now since the cities have taken over the country to connect Amity Park to Harris Town, there have only been dirt hills as far as the eye can see that have smoothed out from the wind moving them around.
Tally is very bright, has beautiful light blue eyes with black eyelashes, a peach completion, a hart shaped face, bright pink lips, and brown wavy hair. She wore light blue Converse shoes with white shoelaces, a white skirt that went down to her knees, a light blue short sleeve shirt that stuck to her skin like glue, and to balance out the tightness of her shirt she put on a white sleeveless jacket that was very loose on her skinny figure, If you hadn't known any better you would have said that she hadn't been fed one day of her fourteen-year-old life because she was so skinny that she could probably of hid her behind a rail without noticing her.
But today she was sitting on the porch of the only standing structure for miles around, that was a small farm house that was so old that you couldn't of known that the house was white unless you lived there for over fifty years because now the house as brown as wood, probably because it was made of wood.
Tally was sitting on the porch with a backpack beside her waiting for her parents to come home they were farmers but now they are dentists because now they had nothing to farm except the pills in the pharmacy that they gave to there patents.
Why was she waiting? Because she missed the stupid school bus for the fifth time, well she didn't really like public schools anyways. The high school that she went to now was a new one named after a stupid language arts teacher named Mr. Casper. What kind of stupid name was that, Casper? And what's even more stupid is that the mascot is the Casper high Raven that doesn't rime, that doesn't sound right it's just wrong!
But she had to anyway, her and her twin brother Tyler. Tyler was a paleontologist. That means that he is permitted to dig in the backyard for fossils. Of course the only thing he's found that are remotely similar to a fossils are a rusted can, an old torn up baby doll and an old toilet plunger. But of course that's not all he does for paleontology he also asks Tally, who knows a lot about computers, to search for things on the web. So that's probably the reason that Tally was so startled when Tyler said "Look! Look! Tally, I finally found something!"
Tyler ran up to Tally with a mud-covered box that was about five inches tall and eight inches wide with a curved lid that had an ancient lock on it.
"Really! So what is it?" Said Tally looking at it with degust at the last phrase.
"Tally, can't you see it's a box probably carved about two million years ago," said Tyler setting the box down on the porch.
"I would have never guessed. So how are you going to find out how to open it without it falling to pieces" asked Tally.
"Well its made of hard metal and I bet that if they put a lock on it they didn't want anyone to see what was inside," said Tyler picking it up and walking inside with Tally fallowing him.
"Who are they" said Tally sitting at the dining table where Tyler had set the box down.
"I don't know they, the people who made the box. Will you go get the pliers," said Tyler sitting down as well.
"What's the magic word" said Tally in a teasing voice.
"Please," said Tyler rolling his eyes.
"Okay, but half of what ever is in there is mine" said Tally going to fetch the pliers.
She came back moments later with the pliers in her hand. She gave them to her twin brother and he squeezed as hard as he could until it broke.
"Tough metal" said Tyler taking the lock off the ring it was attached to.
"Okay" said Tyler putting his hands on the lid of the box but not opening it. He shock his arms like a pro wrestler would before a mach. Then he rotated his head a few times then he popped his knuckles.
"Just open the dam box already!" said Tally grabbing the lid and yanking the box open.
Inside the box were a scroll and another box that was perfectly preserved. The scroll was made of heavy yellow parchment with a Chinese symbol on the sides of the scroll. The box was pure black only three feet tall and three feet wide. Tally reached in and took the scroll out carefully and unrolled it carefully.
On the Scroll were more Chinese writing and at the bottom were four symbols one was three swirls, another one had three squiggly lines and three swirls in a line in the left corner, another one looked like a tablet with a swirl in the middle of it, and the last one looked like a flame with a swirl in the middle of it.
"What is it?" asked Tyler to himself more than anybody.
"Tyler if I knew then I would tell you" said Tally handing him the scroll.
"So will you translate this into your computer?" asked Tyler looking at it again.
"Yah, sure, hand it over" said Tally stretching out her arm and taking it from Tyler.
Next one will have the box ghost in it for those who love the box ghost but,
I must say ewe! If you do.
Oh! No! The world is going to end!
It's just a fanfic crossover of Danny Phantom, Harry Potter, and, oh what's this, AVATAR: THE LAST AIR BENDER! Tell your friends! Tell your family! Tell your balled headed granny! Tell the world! Pleas R&R.
"Hay Shawn over here," said a boy about sixteen, dark spiky brown hair, dark brown eyes, tan skin, and a smiling Asian face. He was wearing a white shirt, a bright red jacket, tan cargo pants, and a pair of white Reeboks sneakers with two blue stripes on the sides, but I guess he didn't like the two stripes on his sneakers because he had put his favorite ketch-phrases all over his shoe. One on his toe marked in black Sharpe marker said "You'll get places much slower if you take two steps forward and one step back" another one in red and green said "what's a partridge? And what's a pair tree? I don't know so please don't ask me." And other random stuff like "pudding!" or "chicken legs!" in various colors.
He looked around the corner of the old dark hallway he was in and saw a kid about thirteen with his back turned to him. The boy was shaking head to toe petrified from fright. He had black hair that stood on end from the stifling cold temperature of the unaired-conditioned house. He was wearing a white shirt with the words "Whatever it was I didn't do it" on the front.
The smiling Asian boy plastered himself out of view of the kid in black that slowly turned around with a nervous look on his pale face, his blue eyes darted in fear around the hallway he was in, and his teeth were clenched trying to keep them from chattering.
"Eric, Is that you?" said the nervous boy taking a step towards where the other boy was hiding just a few feet away. The boy shivered in the cold, "Man, I forgot my jacket out side."
The Asian boy named Eric put his hands over his mouth to keep himself from laughing. He then took a slow steady breath and opened his mouth trying very hard not to start snickering in the amusement of his friends' brother so spooked. He made a deep growling noise that sounded like a bear or a ferocious dog.
The boy with black hair stopped in his tracks with a look of pure terror in his wide blue eyes. "Wh- wh- who- who's- s- th- there?" the boy stuttered building up enough courage to ask.
Eric had to literally hold himself down to keep himself from laughing out loud. But once he got himself under control he took a big breath bigger that the other one he just previously took. He opened his mouth a wide as he could and made a loud earsplitting scream that could have been heard from all the way across the street.
"Aaaaahhhhhhh! Help! Help! Aaaaahhhhhhh! It's got me! Aaaaahhhhhhh! It's a huge wolf! It's going to eat me!"
The terrified boy now frantic ran the opposite direction. Eric ran forward and grabbed the frenzied boy holding him with a strong arm raped firmly around his waist. The little boy squirming to get out of his grip hit him squarely in the stomach. Eric let go but he was now hollering with laughter that he just couldn't keep in.
The boy turned around with a surprised look on his face. But that quickly turned to anger. "Why the heck did you do that for?" he said getting a little upset from Eric's lame jokes.
"You should have seen the look on your face Dizzy," said Eric on the floor laughing.
"I told you my name is Rex, not Dizzy. That was a stupid name that my brother made for me when we went to that haunted castle in London," said Rex standing over Eric.
"And I can see why he nick-named you that, ha, ha," said Eric wiping a tear from his eye as he calmed down.
Rex hit Eric who was still on the floor "It's not funny! "
"Yah, whatever," said Eric getting off the floor and standing up. "Where's your jacket?"
"Forgot it out side" said Rex.
"Do you forget everything" said Eric poking him in the ribs playfully.
"No, I don't" said Rex crossing his arms over his chest and holding his nose in the air.
"Then name one thing you haven't forgotten," said Eric mimicking him.
"Well I didn't forget why we were here," said Rex.
"Then why are we here?" said Eric smartly.
Rex dropped his hands to his sides, "We are, um, uh, here to, um—"
BANG!
"Wh- wh- wh- what w- w- was th- th- that," whimpered Rex.
"Oh it's Probably Shawn down stairs or something," said Eric rolling his eyes and looking over the banister of the house they were in.
See Eric and his friend Shawn were always getting into trouble because they would go into a house that had been ether run down, the owners died and never willed it out to someone else, or the owners of the house had run off and never came back.
This one had been there for so long no one could remember what happened to it. But they did know that the residents that lived there were dentists. So why didn't they come into this house before? Because all the neighbors and there parents say that it's haunted, and that they should never go in there because it might be dangerous. Like they care! Well by now they had had enough of this nonsense of a haunted house and decided to check it out their selves.
And to ruin the fun, Shawn's mother had made them take that fun sucking, forgetful moron come with them. Because everyone knows Rex can't go for two seconds in a haunted house, mansion, castle, church, or haunted sand box with out wetting himself. And being forgetful was just the top of it. He always forgot something like, his skate board, his homework, his underwear, his pants etc. and so many other stupid things.
Well their would-be-perfect day was now ruined for Shawn and Eric, all because of an up tight thirteen-year-old, couldn't get a babysitter for the day. And now he was complaining just because of a stupid joke and a slammed door in a haunted house. I mean it would be totally fun if he wasn't here with them, or he could of just wait out side, but for him wanting not to be alone and make them take him with them into the creepy house to be spoiling their fun was just wrong.
"How about we check it out?" said Eric leaning over the banister so far that the screws started to squeak.
"Eric don't lean that far over the banister!" said Rex taking the back of his shirt and tugging him back.
"Why," said Eric with a smile on his face and leaning back over the banister farther than before.
"Why! Because this house is probably older than you are!" said Rex taking Eric's shirt tail and haling him back again.
"I know," said Eric leaning back over the banister again "In fact its forty years older than I am."
"And how do you know that?" said rex just as Eric grabbed Rex by the caller of his shirt and held him over the banister combining Rex's weight and his. The banister couldn't hold them both it broke they both tumbled down to the lower part of the house screaming. They landed in the family room of the house on a dusty table that broke they were covered in dust and wood pieces from the banister.
"I told you not to lean that far over the banister, but no you just couldn't listen" said Eric sitting up sorely.
"No you didn't, you were the one who was holing me over the banister," said Rex sitting up to with his hand on his head.
"Wow you actually managed to remember something," said Eric standing up and putting his hand on his back.
Eric got up to as Eric helped him up on his feet "Well at least we didn't break anything," Said Rex shooting Eric a dirty look.
"Giirrrrrrrrrrr!"
"Oh Eric that dog noise is getting a little old, you're not going to scare me again," said rex turning to Eric.
"I didn't do anything," said Eric throwing up his hands in defense.
"Oh come on! If you didn't do it then who did"
Eric no longer had with his goofy smile on had a look of pure terror on his face and was shaking ferociously in the same way Rex had been shaking earlier.
"Okay that's real mature just because I'm younger doesn't mean you can mimic me."
"Giirrrrrrrrrrr"
Now this time Rex had been looking strait at Eric and his mouth didn't move a twitch.
His face now had the same expression Eric had with wide eyes said in a squeaky voice" Eric, if that wasn't you then who was it?"
Eric pointed a shaky finger at a huge hairy monster standing behind Rex. It had black fur, with white raiser sharp claws and teeth. Its squinted eyes were glowing a bright radiant color of red. It slightly resembled a wolf except that it was standing on its two back paws and was wearing a blue sleeveless jacket.
Rex turned around slowly and saw this gory sight. He ran all the way down the hall with Eric right behind him.
They ran out the back door because the front one had been blocked by the enormous creature. They slammed the back door behind them and lock it with a key they had found under the rug.
"Eric- Eric- wha- what do- do- we do n- now!" said Rex tugging the sleeve of Eric's jacket.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Scrape! Scrape! Scrape! The monster was clawing on the door!
"Get off me!" said Eric shoving Rex off his arm. "Let's hope that monster doesn't gets out and finds something else to chase."
"It will! Shawn's still in there!" said Rex grabbing the key and starting to push the key into the slot.
"No!" said Eric grabbing back the key "if we go in that way he'll get us!"
"Then what are we suppose to do?" said Rex franticly.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Scrape! Scrape! Scrape!
"I know, we go around the front and slip in, that brut won't even know what hit him!"
"Okay let's go" said Rex running around to the front of the house with Eric right behind him.
The house looked just like a ranch house where farmers had lived out in their crops and it probably was at one point. Because this part of the suburbs were farm land until it was sold over to the city a few miles away.
Rex got to the door first and waited for Eric to get there to. Eric turned the knob on the door it creaked slowly open.
"Okay lets go, Shawn's probably up in the attic" said Eric creeping slowly in. Rex followed still frightened of what might happen and the monster was still clawing on the door down stairs.
Scrape! Scrape! Scrape! Bang! Bang! Bang!
They were all the way up stairs when.
Bang!
The down stairs back door had busted down with one more blow from the monster. Eric and Rex literally flew up the stairs and across the hall way.
They found the stairs of the attic and crept slowly up.