Chapter 1: You Don't Know how it Feels
Amity Park late November. A dismal day by any standard; cold, wet and windy. One young man by the name of Daniel James Fenton reluctantly trudges his way toward that soul sucking place known as Casper High. With the rain and wind, Danny can already feel his nose running and throat getting soar. He thinks to himself, "Thank God, only a little over a year and a half, I can give this place the proverbial finger." His alter ego and hero/villain/scum of Amity Park and the world: Danny Phantom is to blame for his lack of a car. It having been destroyed in a fight with Skulker and his parents making him earn the money to replace it. Ironically, he couldn't tell his obsessive ghost fighting parents that it was ruined by a ghost. Instead he had to make up some lame ass story about falling asleep behind the wheel. Of course, Maddie and Jack Fenton had spent the better part of a day belittling and scolding Danny for his lack of responsibility.
Danny was snapped out of his daze by one Techno-geek, wearing as always his red beret, yellow turtle neck, green cargo pants, and brown combat boots. Tucker Foley started walking slowly by his best friend. "Dude, what the hell is up with you today?" Danny merely looked at Tucker with a scowl. "Oh, come on man, seriously you've got that, 'I'm pissed and you better fuck off look' and its actually pretty freaking scary." Danny, sighed, "Tuck I'm just so freaking exhausted from school and ghost fighting, fed up with my parents bullshit, loving a girl I can never be with and the goddamn cherry on top is I think I'm getting a cold." Tucker put a hand sympathetically on Danny's shoulder. "Dude, you know I'm here for you bro whatever you need." Danny looked at Tucker and said weakly, "Thanks man." Tucker gave a wave of his hand indicating that it was nothing. "Come on Danny, Sam's probably already waiting for us in Lancer's class."
They quicken their pace and slide into English Literature class just as the tardy bell rang. "Good morning students" the fat, balding, middle aged man began. "Today we will be discussing your assigned reading of A Christmas Carol." There was a collective groan from the class and Danny put his head on his desk in defeat, knowing full well that he hadn't read a single page of the classic by Charles Dickens. "Now," Lancer droned on ignoring the response he incurred. "Mr. Baxter, prey tell what was it that Ebeneezer Scrooge was so guilty of that it warranted a visit from his old business partner.?" "Uhh..." "What did he love, Mr. Baxter?" "Sex, drugs and rock'n roll?" A few people snickered at his response. "No Mr. Baxter, and you clearly did not do the reading, so detention for you." The blonde jock simply, stuttered back, "B-B-But today is football practice the last game of the year is tomorrow, if we win then we're in the playoffs." Lancer stared indifferently at Dash, "Very well, I'll let you slide this time." He then plowed on toward his next victim. "Mrs. Manson can you answer the question I posed to the inept jock?" Sam answered, "Greed, it was his love of money and not sharing it." "Very good." Lancer clears his throat and continues scanning the room and he spots the top of Danny's head. "Now Mr. Fenton" jarring Danny into reality. "Name one of the three ghost that visited Scrooge that night." "Uhh... Technus" replied Danny a little hoarsely. A laugh here and there was heard. "No Mr. Fenton." Lancer smiled almost sinisterly. "I believe detention is in order for you and I know for a fact you play no sports." With that Danny's temper coupled with the building fever forced him to stand and yell, "Well you can shove that detention straight up your ass, you fat bald bastard!" The class collectively gasped. Tucker, whispered, "Danny..what.." Danny continued on like nothing happened, "I don't care about this class or this school or these (gesturing toward Dash, Kwan, Paulina and the other A-listers present) fucking cunts that can do no wrong!" Lancer, found his voice, "Mr. Fenton, I will be calling your parents about this and a suspension is..." Danny cut him off, "Go fuck yourself Lancer I'm out of here!" Lancer went to block the door and for a second he thought he saw Danny's eyes flash from their normal baby blue to radioactive green to crimson and back. Danny with a surprising amount of force shoved Lancer to the floor and out of his way. He storms out into the cold and goes intangible and invisible.
Sam and Tucker desperately tried to call and text Danny only to get no response. Danny meanwhile had flown into his room and packed a bag, grabbed his guitar, and left his phone and a note on his bed. He then flew visible into his parents lab. Jack and Maddie yelled in unison, "Ghost boy, Freeze!" Danny simply gave them an evil grin and the finger, laughing his way into the ghost zone.
Danny started to aimlessly fly threw the never ending green vortex punctuated by the occasional door or island. He had a vague idea about living here forever and never setting foot in the ungrateful human world again. Danny felt a slight twinge at his heart strings for his best friend Tucker, ex-girlfriend but friend Sam, and his overprotective yet loving (even more so than his parents) sister Jazz. Still he figured he'd address them when the time was right maybe even have them visit. Meanwhile, a certain teen ghost rocker diva was riding her guitar through the Ghost Zone bound for her best friend Kitty's realm. She spotted, her rival and thorn in her side goody goody, Danny Phantom floating a short distance away. She thought to herself, "Alright, Dipstick time for a little payback." She shouldered her guitar and hit the power fist chord aiming at Danny. However, Danny had superhuman/ghost reflexes and dodged the attack with a seemingly disinterested scowl. Ember, struck another chord and again Danny evaded it. She got really pissed at this and unleashed a hail of random attacks. Frowning with concentration she nearly screamed in panic when Danny flew in a snatched her guitar. "I'm in no mood for your bullshit McLain." Ember's hair flared dangerously, and she yelled, "No one calls me by my last name or touches my guitar Dipshit!" Danny smiled and something about it unnerved Ember. "How about I just break it and put you in a thermos for a while." His voice was deadly calm and frankly Ember was intimidated and a quite scared. "What happened to the goody goody hero of the human world and the GZ?" Ember thought to herself. Still she relented, "Alright baby-pop just put my guitar down and I'll leave you alone." Danny threw it to her and flew off at near supersonic speed.