Hi everyone! Here's another story by me that will hopefully actually be finished this time. It's a crossover between Danny Phantom(an awesome show) and Charmed(Go Chris!).

Danny Phantom: This takes place right after My Brother's Keeper, but Bitter Reunions hasn't happened. Yet. I don't own this show either, Butch Hartman and Billionford Inc.(or whatever that company is) does.

Charmed: Major spoilers for the season six finale, It's a Bad, Bad, Bad, Bad world(did I put too many 'bads' in there?) and has like, two lines from that episode in it, so, huge spoilers for that.

Hope you enjoy! (This story hasn't been beta'd, so all mistakes are mine)

There and Back Again

Something Strange

Danny Fenton was bored. These ghosts just kept getting more and more stupid as they came! Sucking in the odd bear/tiger hybrid, he capped the Fenton Thermos and strapped it to his back. Glancing around Amity Park's park(at this he snorted, just thinking about the ridiculous name), Danny wished Tucker and Sam were with him, but then that would mean they would be out past curfew, as it was now...He checked his watch, 1:11 AM, perfect. He just hoped his parents wouldn't notice that he had disappeared almost an hour earlier, so he prepared to go home.

Then he noticed something strange.

A man sat on railing of the small wooden bridge that covered over the river that ran through the park, his spikey bright blonde hair standing out in the dark of the night, wearing a dark black jacket over a neon blue shirt, and muddled-white pants, Danny wondered how he had missed the man so completely before. Danny couldn't be sure from where he was, but the mans eyes looked a suspiciously bright blue, his face was pale('Almost like a ghost,' Danny mused), with a small mole on the bridge of his nose.

The man stared at the river solemnly, but he suddenly looked up with surprised eyes, and then just wasn't there anymore. He was a ghost! No wonder he hadn't noticed him before. The halfa decided that he wouldn't worry about it since the ghost didn't seem to want to cause any trouble so Danny flew home, not giving the odd blonde ghost another thought.

Let's introduce Danny, shall we? Danny Fenton was a normal black haired, blue eyed fourteen year old freshman year of highschool up until the day only a few months ago that an accident in his parents lab had turned him into a white haired, glowing green eyed, super powered ghost/human hybrid called a halfa. His parents are profesional ghost hunters and his sister is a genius, leaving Danny somewhere in the middle. Now he fights ghosts as the superhero Danny Phantom, and sending them back into the portal to the place called the Ghost Zone, where they belong. Danny's best friends were Sam Manson, the gothic dressing ultra-recyclo-vegatarian, who also happened to be rich, and Tucker Foley the 'Techo geek', who, as the name implies, he's great with technology and always has a PDA with him. Danny's crush of the moment was Paulina, the most popular girl at Casper High, who wouldn't be seen dead with anyone who wasn't popular, and then there was the bully Dash Baxter who seemed to love to beat up on Danny, but let's not get into his life story just yet.

Once Danny got back home, he phased through the wall into his room and let the white-blue circular lights wash over him, changing him back to his natural form of Danny Fenton, with spikey-like raven hair and ice blue eyes. He yawned and stretched, setting the Thermos on his desk, making sure the lid was securely on and then climbed into bed, blinking blearily, his last thought before he fell asleep was that he wished he didn't have to do all of this ghost-work alone.

"Hey. I'm here now. You can…hold on, okay? Hold on…hold on. I'm here. You can hold on, okay? Don't give up, okay?" Chris heard his father's voice, in such loving anguish. So much love, that Chris had wanted and pleaded for from his father all his life, and now earned in his moment of death. He knew he was dying, he could feel his soul leaving his body as the precious red fluid seeped from the wound in his side, but Chris couldn't allow his dad to give up either, then it would all be fore nothing.

With the last of his strength, he lifted his head as high as he dared, and stared into his father's eyes, "You, either." Letting his head down back onto the soft pillow and closing his eyes, Chris let go.

He found himself swimming in darkness, and felt his feet on some sort of solid ground. Where was he? Wasn't he supposed to be dead?

"Christopher Perry Halliwell, you have done the world a great deed." The voice suddenly whispering from behind him and booming from everywhere all at once startled him, as he spun around, to find nowhere there, "Do not worry," the voice continued, in a soft tone, "Your sacrifice shall be repaid, and you will be given a life anew, and while I cannot merge you with your present self, I can bring you back to life, to live in the present year of two thousand and four. Do you wish this?"

Chris was startled, what was this? A trick? Or was this being, whatever or whoever it was, offering him another chance at life? To go back to his family, and live his life there? But the more he mulled over that thought, he couldn't bring himself to do it. The second him deserved a life without a shadow, someone everyone expected him to become, without the burdens of his gruesom past.

The voice came again, bringing Chris out of his thoughts, "This offer is not something to be taken lightly. Your life will change, you will be someone else. No one must know who you really are. You will lose all your magical abilities. Are you willing to take this opportunity, or disappear into the spirit realm, only able to watch as another grows into the life you deserve and the life you crave?" Chris thought about that, he could live without magic, no demons or monsters would come after him if he had no powers, right? He imagined how it would be to spend the rest of eternity watching himself, another him, grow up, having his Aunt Paige there in the begining, flesh and blood instead of cold hard stone, his parents to spend their lives together, not split apart by death and war. And most of all, with Wyatt being the caring, loving older brother he always dreamed of. He couldn't take the new lifetime from his new self, the second him. Chris made his desicion.

"I choose life." He said, in a voice that sounded almost foreign to him. How long had he been standing in this eternal darkness, contemplating this offer?

"And life you shall have..." Gone was the booming echo, all that was left was the kind, soft voice whispering in his ear, and he suddenly felt a rush of warmth and a scream tear from his lips, as his body and new life was forced upon him.

Chris was alive again.

It had been five days since that incident and Chris had soon realized that he wasn't in San Fransisco any longer, but in a small town called Amity Park, California. He found himself a new identity. Chris Perry wasn't there any longer, he was now Dr. Cristoph Peregrin, nicknamed Pip or Pippin, living in a shabby apartment downtown, having found himself suddenly knowledgeable in many things about history, he figured that this was part of his new life.

He heard talk around town that ghosts sometimes wandered the city, causing trouble, and also that there was a family of proffesional ghost hunters somewhere in town, and Chris wondered idly if they even knew what they were doing. It was now 12:48 AM, in Amity Park park(he always chuckled at the ridiculous name), and was just about to quit reading about theories of resurrection and second lives, as he had taken to do to, as the idea of it all fascinated him. He brushed back some of his brown hair, it had taken become longer when he was 'reborn' as Cristoph and he was still debating about whether to get it cut again or not.

Suddenly a puff of bright blue mist escaped from his mouth and he was puzzled. What the heck was that? He suddenly heard a roar and looked up, his eyes widening as he saw a bright green creature that looked like a cross between a bear and a tiger, it's eyes were glowing blood red and the black stripes along it's back and face were dangerous looking spikes, and it's long tail was puffed at the end with more dangerous spikes.

Was that a demon? No, it couldn't have been. But what was he supposed to do? It looked like the monster was looking for something, standing up from the picnic table he slowly edged backward, stepping on some fallen leaves and a twig.

Snap!

The sound echoed through Chris's ears as the monster suddenly turned to him, and roared, running at him and taking it's tail by the middle and swinging it around like a mace of some sort, and striking the table Chris was just at, splintering it heavily and demolishing it. The bear/tiger then growled, pulling on it's tail to get it to come out of the table which had collapsed around it and then trapping the tail. Chris took his chance and ran around the monster, running into the more wooded area. The monster(which Chris was oddly reminded of Smokey the Bear for some reason)'s tail came free and it turned around, chasing the brunette into the forest, passing through the trees as if there was nothing there.

Litteraly! Chris deduced that this wasn't good and picked up speed, noticing the tree infront of him he panicked, that wasn't good! He felt his eyes sting momentarily and a light covered his body for such an instant he barely noticed, he skidded through the tree, finding himself on the other side.

Wait. Other side? Chris looked around himself. Yeah, he just ran through a tree, he was pretty sure. He noticed a couple making out on a nearby bench and heard the girlfriend scream as Smokey caught up. Chris's eyes widened, running away from the bench, and towards the lake, "Run away!" he yelled, trying to get everyone in the park who could hear him to leave, run.

Chris stopped when he noticed that Smokey wasn't following him, he heard somewhere in the girl's frantic screams the word 'ghost!' and Chris suddenly realized that it wasn't a monster or magical being. A ghost was haunting the park! And now it was heading to the living beings that didn't seem to be running away, as the couple were frozen in fear, and the boyfriend suddenly jumped up, grabbing his girlfriend's wrist and running away from both Chris and the ghost bear. It brought up its large clawed paw and swiped downward, just barely missing the two but bringing the red headed boy to the ground as he tripped.

Chris was spurred into action at the boy's terrified yell when Smokey walked closer, getting ready for a fatal strike. Chris ran forward and jumped onto the huge paw from the side, bringing it off course and knocking the large ghost to the ground with the force. Chris gasped, knowing something was wrong, he quickly jumped back up and pulled the boy up to standing, "You ok?" He asked hurriedly, the ghost was already getting back up.

"Y-yea-yes!" The boy stuttered.

"Then go!" Chris pushed him to start running, which he did, and then turned just as Smokey struck out at the man with it's tail. Chris jumped, going much higher than he ever remembered jumping on his own. And staying there. "Oh you've got to be kidding me," He whispered to himself. Ffirst walking through trees, now floating? What the heck did he agree to?

He didn't have any more time to think about that as Smokey reached up and pulled Chris down, pushing him roughly to the ground, and then standing up to it's full height. Chris widened his eyes, but kept his face clear of most emotion, almost naturally, but on the inside, he panicked, it was going to jump on him! He concentraited and found himself floating right above the ground, just as Smokey jumped, he flew backwards and narrowly missed being crushed.

He landing harshly on his side, he pulled himself up and continued to run, barely noticing as somewhere, a large clock struck 1:00 AM, he took in his surroundings, now that he had only the slightest moment to notice where he had gotten himself, glad to notice no one else was around, but that there wasn't much else either. He saw a river a ways off, and a bridge crossing it a little ways down and a large stone fence that signified the end of this area of the park the other way from the river. If Chris remembered right, there were some houses on the other side of the fence, and it would be a bad idea to lure Smokey that way.

Chris turned around and saw the striped creature pulling itself to it's paws and get on all fours and start chasing at him, Chris ran towards the river, and suddenly jumped up, trying to get the hang of his flying, on the run. He growled as that didn't work and the dove forward to miss the projectile aimed for him, that he presumed used to be part of the ghost's tail. He didn't land on the ground but instead kept flying, and he wasn't going to let go of the control so easily this time.

He kept gliding until he was over the river and he desperately grabbed the bridge as he felt himself lose control and pulled himself onto it, looking back at himself in the water and was greeted by the sight of a stranger. Gone was the lightly tan, green eyed brunette, and now in his place was a sickly pale man, whose hair was a bright blonde and possessed glowing blue eyes. "What the heck?" Chris took in the sight of himself, but not himself, bemused. He absently noted that his hair was shorter now, and he was wearing a white jacket and neon blue shirt instead of the grey long-sleeved shirt with the orange collar. He heard the ghost creature get closer and wished he just wasn't there right now, he didn't think he could keep running.

'Oh, what did I get myself into?' He scoffed, 'I guess I should be glad I'm still alive at all, though.' Chris was about to get back up and start running again but noticed his reflection, or lack thereof. He was invisible. Chris looked up, hearing a commotion and saw a boy with white hair and glowing green eyes taking on Smokey, and Chris sighed in relief that soon the boy, whoever he was, had captured Smokey in what looked suspiciously like a Thermos.

Chris deduced that the boy was a ghost too, and then realized that he was still invisible! He concentraited on becoming seen again and looked into the water, glad when he saw his own reflection, and he contemplated his new appearance, and then, feeling someone was looking at him, he looked up. The boy was watching him, and Chris got nervous, what if the boy tried to capture him like he did the tiger/bear? He felt a tingling go down his spine and he registerred that he was now invisible, the ghost boy blinked and looked momentarily confused, but the flew off, and then Chris climbed off the railing of the bridge and started to walk back to where he'd parked his car, not noticing the split second flash of light that covered his eyes and the feeling of life flow back into his veins, he pondered where his book had gotten to.

So what'd you think? Love it? Hate it? Does it even deserve to continue living inside my mind? Tell me with a review! Please?