I DON'T OWN DANNY PHANTOM OR TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES.

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"Bills, Bills, Bills." Jack Fenton was announcing the bills as he leafed through the papers in his large hands. Next to him, Maddie Fenton was balancing their check books. "How's it look?"

"No matter how I look at it, we'll have to find another source of income." She answered.

"How? There are no ghosts in Amity Park, meaning no one needs or even wants ghost technology."

"We'll have to move somewhere else. Jazz and Danny won't be happy about it." Mrs. Fenton sighed and placed her head in her hands, while Jack placed a comforting hand on his wife's shoulder. Neither aware the younger Fenton sibling was listening to the conversation. "I might be able to borrow enough money to rent an apartment in a different town."

"With those insane interest? We already have this house, The kid's college education, and more charges than I can count. We can't afford it."

"Then what do you suggest?!"

"What if I sell my grandfather's watch?" Danny had to clamp his hand over his mouth to prevent a gasp from escaping into the kitchen. Jack offering to sell the watch told Danny things were desperate. The watch he was talking about was an antique gold watch that was valued at least 40 grand, but was the only reminder the man had of his grandfather, the person who had encouraged him to follow his passions. There was a loud knock. His parents got up to answer it, and Danny backtracked to not let his parents know he heard their entire conversation.

By the time Danny made it to the living room, he only heard the end. The person leaving was the definition of anonymity. But whatever he said was good news, because his father picked up his mother and swung her through the air, then did the same to him. They all met on the couch sitting in the living room. The parents told their kids of what the man had offered. They were offering to fund the Fenton's lives and technology for a portal to the Ghost Zone; the place where all ghosts originate. The scientists had already accepted the offer and scanned for the location where the two realms were closest; New York. With the promise of the MET and other museums and libraries, Jazz became excited. Danny was so relieved things were becoming much better that he would've been OK with moving to Antarctica.

-.-.-. Two Years Later.-.-.-

The family had settled in to New York life. The Fenton parents built many ghost technology that may or may not work, Jazz was able to meet "one of the greatest minds in science," Dr. Falco. And Danny had managed to make a few friends, but many of them started avoiding him after finding out more about him and his home life. The only people he had managed to keep around was April O'Neil and by extension, Irma Langinstein. Things were going well, until the monotonous man and whoever he was representing started getting impatient.

He had overheard his parents in the kitchen, discussing what could be changed in the design to finally open the gateway. The teen was able to arrange for his parents and sister to leave the house for a few hours. He knew the portal would need a new set of eyes and he was 90% sure that Jazz tuned out the ghost related items since she didn't hear how bad off they were before the offer. And if he told any of them, than they would try to shake it off. Five minutes after his parents left for the shipment of weapon-grade metal, which was sent uptown "under mysterious circumstances", Danny donned the full-body jumpsuit his parents designed for him. It was white with black boots, gloves and belt.

His Dad wanted to plaster his own face to the front, but Danny had been able to convince him to put on a symbol. A D with a P inside, for Phantom Destroyer. Danny pulled the portal blueprint from the stockpile to find the problem. 'Step one: make sure the entire portal is receiving that green stuff.' Danny thought as he followed a valve. Fenton was so focused on the blue prints and the valves, he didn't see the wire until he tripped. And the button until his flailing hand hit it. A bright light pulled his attention to the inside end of the portal. 'I did it!" He thought. The air around him started to spark, with the light growing ever closer to him. 'I really did it now.' Was Danny's last thoughts before his screams rippled through the empty house.

Danny found himself outside the portal. He tried to get up, but found his legs were unsteady under him. Danny fell on his face, and once he was pushing himself back up, he saw a white item hanging in front of his face. The teen pulled at it, and was surprised to find it was a hair. Forgetting his limbs shakiness, Danny rocketed to the mirror next to the staircase leading to the basement lab. Where he had black hair and blue eyes, Danny now had green eyes with white hair. He also saw that his jumpsuit had inverted colors. "This isn't real." Danny gasped in realization. "That's it! I'm asleep." He went to his bed and after walking back up from the basement several times, Danny finally fell asleep.

"HOLY MOUNTAINS OF FUDGE!" Danny was woken up by his Dad's outburst. He checked his hands, fearing his father was freaking over his change. He sighed as he realized it was all just a dream. Wondering what his Dad was so happy about, Danny raced to the basement. He got to the lab and his Dad was wondering why the ghost portal started working. But none of the words made it past the slight whirling sound the ghost portal was making. Danny could only hear the four words that repeated in his head; 'it wasn't a dream.'

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