I know… I'm knew to fan fiction and already have a story out. (If you don't know, it's an Avatar/DP crossover) and I guess I shouldn't be opening another. But… I've been inspired! Danny Phantom in a School for Halfas is a fan fiction that I found. I read the first two chapters and am already loving it. I want to do a story based off of it. It might be bad, might be good. NO BONNIE. She wouldn't fit in with this story. Yeah. Umm… let's get on with this possible one-shot, shall we?

I DON'T OWN DP! Happy? I said it! I do own Angle, Mrs. Herbelle, Parker, and Sydney.

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Danny flew back, slamming into the side of a record company. Skulker is after his pelt again. This time claiming it will be on his fireplace. Of course, Danny made a witty comment back, which is now why Skulker is aiming his blaster at him.

"Any last words, Ghost Child?" He asked threateningly. The Halfa grinned mischievously.

"Just two." Skulker raised an eyebrow, indicating his interest. "See ya," and Danny phased through the wall he had slammed into, resulting in him not hearing Skuker's curses.

Danny glanced around his new surroundings. The walls were painted a cheery yellow, the carpet was white too-boot, and four stone-shocked people were currently running out of the building. Good thing, too, because Skulker had phased through the wall in hot pursuit.

"Whelp! Get back here so your pelt—"

"Can it, Skulker. I'm in no mood today!" The Halfa opened up the Fenton Thermos, a silver soup container made for catching ghosts, and a light blue beam illuminated from it. Skulker didn't even have a chance as he was sucked into the contraption unwillingly.

Danny sighed lightly at the uneventful night. Sure, Skulker had shown up, but he really wanted to just, oh, do something productive. For, if he was done ghost-hunting, then he had to do his homework… which is due tomorrow…

'Crap!' Danny thought angrily. He flew off towards his house, a three-story building (four, including the OPs center), with a big and obvious sign that read 'Fenton Works.' Outside the building stood two young teens, most likely around sixteen or so. One male and one female. He changed back, but not before making sure they didn't see him.

The girl had blonde hair with a pink stripe rippling at the tips. Her dark green eyes matched her outfit perfectly: a light green blouse and dark jeans. She wore tennis shoes that were white also. 'A fan of green,' the Halfa thought.

The male has a bit taller, chestnut skin, brown eyes, and a black, elbow length tee. His light colored skinny jeans were held up by a silver belt.

The two were talking to his mom, whom of which was in her usual attire.

"But, Mrs. Fenton, the school we attend would love to have your son attending," the girl said in a calm, sweet voice.

Maddie frowned at the two, then she noticed her son. "Danny, could you come over here?" When Danny didn't move, she added, "Now."

The Halfa trotted to his mother's side, a protective look on his face. "Yeah, Mom?"

The girl spoke, "Daniel Fenton, Maybrid's School has excepted you as a student. It seems as if Mrs. Fenton has a right to tell us you can't go, when it is your choice."

The boy placed his hand on the girl's shoulder, a smile remaining on his face. "Sydney, don't be so rude. I know you are stressed but—"

Maddie had had it. "Look, I don't know who you kids are, but you want me to send my son to a school in Florida? What are you? Insane? My children need to be here!"

"Mom?" Danny asked, now very nervous. "What are you talking about? Who are they?"

The boy's smile lightened, as if in an understanding manner. "I am Parker, my girlfriend here is Sydney. We come from Maybrid's School for the Gifted and you have received a full scholarship up until the end of college."

The girl huffed, she didn't like it here. Why would Mrs. Herbelle send them to Amity? They're sitting ducks with all the ghost detection equipment. It's a wonder the GiW hasn't shown up yet. But, then again, this Halfa had stayed hidden for, what? Two years? It's a wonder. Especially considering he lives with ghost-hunters.

"Why on Earth would a school except me? I barely pass any of my classes," Danny said, more curious then angry.

Maddie looked at her son. She loved him with all her heart… she really wanted him to be happy. That settles it. If he wants to go, he can go. No matter how sad it makes her…

"Our school focuses on bringing out the best in our students. We don't like to except perfect students. The schools that do usually do that for stupid reasons. Our top priority is to bring out what makes you, you." the male said promptly, answering the younger Halfa's question.

Danny didn't know how to respond. This school sounded… okay. He wanted to go. But, first… "Where is the school?"

Sydney smiled, this was her question. True, she loved her boyfriend, but she was also very competitive. "Daytona, Florida. It's right along the coast line if you wanna go for a walk." 'Or a fly,' she mentally added.

"But, but, what about my friends?" He asked. There was no way he would leave his friends to protect the town, but, they didn't need to know that. Plus, he wouldn't just pack up and leave his best buds!

"They haven't been excepted into our school, but our colleagues are visiting their houses and inviting them to our brother school, Tamer's School for the Gifted," Parker informed. That school was for dear friends of Halfas, people who could be trusted, and those with the talent and courage to fight evil ghosts.

Of course, the schools only help students improve their talents, not tell them how to use them. But, they do give a great shove for the side of light.

"Really?" Danny was awed. These teens were offering him a good school, his friends semi-included, and ghost free. But, his town… it needed him. He couldn't just pack up and leave, could he?

"Yes," Sydney answered. She new what was going through his head. God dammit! If only he was just another new Halfa, one that hadn't earned a reputation.

Then it clicked. Danny could leave. The only reason ghost attacked was him, and they would follow him. He might even be able to train in different conditions, possibly become a hero in Daytona, too. The ghost haunted him, not the town.

All he'd had to do was reset the lock on the portal and he should be good to go.

Pros: No Dash, lesser ghosts, new friends, a better school, no over-protective sister, the list kept going on!

Cons: Maybe a ghost here and there his parents had to fight, and Dash would be less a punching bag. But Danny didn't care for the last one.

"I guess I could go," he said honestly.

Maddie was shocked. She hadn't expected her son's friends to be able to attend something similar, much less for her honey to say yes. But, he wanted to go; and was she to ruin her son's life.

"If you want to go, Sweetie," she agreed. "Then you have my support."

"I do," Danny answered.

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Danny looked out of his plane seat. They were to land in ten minutes and he was incredibly nervous. Sam was finally happy that a school focused on the individuality of a student, not looks or grades. Tucker was happy, too. The school, he had looked it up, was one of the most technological schools in the country!

But Danny felt that something was off. They weren't telling them something, and it was something important, too.

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Something was way off. Sam and Tucker were already at their school, leaving Danny to fend for himself here. Only problem? His ghost sense went off every ten or so seconds. He was sure the two teens, the ones from earlier who were taking him the the headmistress, had noticed. And they didn't care.

The headmistress was a tall women. Six-foot-eight, as she said. Her name was Mrs. Herbelle. She had strawberry-red hair and fainted green eyes. She wore a plain, blue top and jeans to match. Mrs. Herbelle's voice was calm, if not a little raspy. She spoke using perplexing grammar and large words that Danny didn't know the meaning of.

"You must be Daniel Fenton," she mentioned.

Danny nodded. "Danny, please." His ghost sense went off again.

"Well, then, Danny, let me inform you of some things that go on in this school." She noted that the new student was very nervous, as if he was afraid of why his ghost sense kept going off. "First and foremost, this is a school for Halfas."

Danny gaped.

"Don't interrupted, please. You would've been noted earlier if my student aids had been able to speak in private with you, but, they couldn't've. Another thing, humans aren't permitted here unless it is a visit in the courtyard, a place shared by both schools. Your friends are attending a school where they shall learn more about ghosts and humans alike. Any questions?"

"You better bet I have questions! Why am I only finding out about this now? Why am I now just invited here? And, how do you even know about my ghost half?"

Mrs. Herbelle wasn't at all phased by his words. After twenty years of teaching, a students ramble only meant so much. "You are only finding out about this now because we just found out about your ghost half, and, therefore, you have discovered us. Same answer to the other question. How do we know? You're the biggest talk of the Ghost Zone since Angle Night, also a student here."

Danny glanced down at his shoes, now mortally embarrassed. But, now, he had another question… "What about Vlad? He's a Halfa, why didn't he ever attend?"

"If you are talking about Plasmius, then, let me assure you, we have no intention of letting him discover us. That Halfa is a brit, if we could've, we'd have taken him in before college. But, he was in college when he gained his powers, and he used them ruthlessly. A quality we don't except here often."

Danny sat in silence. He was very glad others were like him, don't get him wrong, but now, what caused all of these Halfas? Did they go through the same excruciating pain he went through in the damn ghost portal? He hoped no one besides him– not counting Plasmius– ever went through that.

"Now, here is your schedule," she handed him an iPad, "This has all your selective classes, which you can chose, and some files and ranks on you and other students."

"Ranks?"

She nodded. "When a student increases in strength, we measure it in ranks. When a student gets an A or higher on an exam or test, it is on there. If someone does something incredible, it is added."

"Oh."

"Yes, well, Parker, go ahead and show him to the dorm rooms."

The teen nodded politely, "Come on, Danny. I'll show you the way."

Danny was about to get up, when he paused. "Mrs. Herbelle, who's Angle Night?"

The headmistress smiled kindly at Danny, noting that he was observant. "Well, Danny, she's a Halfa who made quiet an impression on the world, a lot like you have, actually. Only, she worked on the sidelines. She would stop robbers secretly, stop ghosts from terrorizing cities, and would just be kind to anyone. No ghost knows her human identity, Danny. Not even us. Yes, she walks the halls in human form, and sometimes ghost form. But her human name is unknown. It might be a mystery you can solve." She waved her hand, "Now, scoot. You'll need a good night's rest if you want to be ready to meet all the students tomorrow, and believe me, sometimes students challenge each other to test skills, and you'll, undoubtedly, get a few challenges."

Danny nodded and followed Parker out of the room, now very nervous. Would he fit in, or would he be the odd-one-out again?

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Okay, I bet some of you want me to add in your own character. I will and I will give you the credit. Also an idea I love from that author. You should really check out her amazingness story. If you want them to attend Tamer's, then only fill out the human requirements.

Anyway, I need to know a few things:

Gender:

Age:

Name in human:

Name in ghost:

Human looks-

Eye color:

Hair (length, color, style):

Clothes and/or accessories:

Ghost looks-

Eye color:

Hair (length, color, style):

Clothes and/or accessories:

Personality:

Catch Phrase (optional):

Likes:

Dislikes:

Any crushes? (If so, you must add them in):

Powers (only limitation: 1 elemental):

Best friends (same as crushes):

History:

Classes-

Physical Engagement Class: Archery, sword fighting, karate, boxing, track, dancing, football, soccer, basketball, hiking, judo, cross, swimming, horseback riding, and any sport you can think of! ;) :

Artsie: Art, Music, Drama, free period, graphic designs, computer studies, any language, any thing you can think of! :

Normal classes: Arithmetics, Ghost Zone history, normal history, LA, Astronomy, Chemistry, Mythology, Zoology, and, again, anything you can think of! :

Well, that's all. I'll be back to this story on Monday, maybe Sunday, maybe Tuesday. REVIEW! Anonymous excepted.