I don't own Danny Phantom, the characters, or Nick Network. I also don't own Teen Titans, the characters, or DC Comics. However, Hunter Gray Jr., and Horrghan the Horrid are my creations.
In this story, Danny and Sam are fifteen. Raven and Beast Boy are sixteen. Danni Fenton/Phantom is fourteen. Hunter Jr. is fourteen, as well. Heather Lee Manson, Sam's cousin is just eight years old.
Chasing the Demon: A Danny Phantom/Teen Titan Crossover by Lar Lindor
Chapter one: Assembling the Players
"Hey, Sam, thanks for coming over. My folks claim to have something for you," Danny Fenton greeting his best friend, Samantha Manson.
"No biggie," she responded, "you got me out of a party my parents wanted to drag me to."
"Ya sure you don't want to go with them, Sammie?" asked Dan's clone and adopted sister Danni. "You could dance with…"
"Shut up, Danni," growled Sam.
"Why don't you tell my brother about your rich and pampered boyfriend?" the ghost girl teased.
Both Danny and Danni are Halfas: half human and half ghost. The two go by Danny and Danni Phantom in ghost form. The two, along with Sam, Maddie and Jack Fenton (Dan's parents), Jazz (his sister), and friends Tucker Foley and Valerie Grey formed Team Phantom.
Sam glared at her smirking girl friend. See, Sam has a secret as well. She is flat out in love with her best pal Danny. Danny is, of course, oblivious to this fact. Irony plays a part here. How? Well, Danny is equally in love with Sam, and has no clue she returns his affection. Both teens are afraid to make a move because they fear it'll ruin their friendship.
Danni knows both of their secrets. She, being a good girl friend and a good little sister, is trying to push the two clueless friends together. All the rest of the team is doing the same, but Little Sister has made it her summer goal. She has a major bet with Tucker that she can have them dating before school starts.
"Boyfriend?" Danny remarks, narrowing his eyes. His baby blue eyes turn green, but with jealousy as well as anger.
"Our parents are friends, and he asked me to be his date at some rich kid's ball. I turned him down; end of story." The Goth girl explained. "So, no, he's not my boyfriend."
"That's a relief. Dan was jealous, right Big Brother?" Danni grinned.
"Whatever," Danny replied, his cheeks flushed red. Oh man, I have to make a move. One of these times, she will get a boyfriend. I can't take another (Growl) Gregor.
Gregor has been, up to now, Sam's only boyfriend. He was also a big fake, pretending to be from some tiny country, and dressing like a Goth boy. Instead, he was from Manhattan, and was just a player named Elliot. Tucker, with a little help from a terribly jealous Danny, helped Sam find out the truth. She dumped him immediately, and is very sensitive to having his name mentioned.
"Ahem," a loud voice cleared their throat behind the teens. "Sam, thanks for coming over," boomed Jack Fenton. "I've invented something for you."
"Sure, thanks, Mr. Fenton," she smiled, glancing uncertainly at Danny and Danni. Jack's inventions could be, well, dangerous.
"I know our two kids count on you when Maddie and I aren't in the battles," the big man roared. "You need a battle suit. Voila, the Fenton Ghost Fighter Suit II."
Unlike the earlier battle suits, this one was made to fit Sam's petite figure. It wasn't in the usual garish orange hazmat color Jack favored either. It was black, and had the stylized DP symbol on the front.
"Flight pack attached, limited force field, as well as some offensive weapons. It has a ghost blaster in the left glove, and the right glove should allow you to punch ghosts even intangible ones. It triples your strength, as well," he continued, smiling proudly.
Grinning, the Goth girl tried it on, with help from Danni. The latter began laughing when she saw the back of the uniform.
"What?" Sam asked, annoyed at her friend's antics.
"Check it out in the mirror, Sammie," her friend suggested between giggles.
Her name "Sam" was woven into the suit on her shoulders. However, Jack's usual egotism was also present. The name "Fenton" was right below Sam's name. Therefore, it read "Sam Fenton."
"Sam Fenton, eh?" Danni guffawed. "What do you think of that, Danny?"
The ghost boy blushed down to his toes. Actually, he liked the idea of her being Sam Fenton. He couldn't say that, though: not without revealing his feelings for the girl. Therefore, he said nothing, but even Sam noticed his silly grin, and his blush.
"What is he thinking?" she asked herself, "I'd love to know."
Danny turned away, mumbling to himself. "I wish she was, anyway."
What he didn't know was that the helmet, which Sam had just put on, was very sensitive. His whispered opinion had been picked up by the earphones clear as day.
"Whoa," Sam exclaimed to herself, "does that mean what I think it does? I need to talk to Danni right away."
Meanwhile, at Teen Titan Headquarters, halfway across the nation:
"Robin?" the violet hair girl called Raven spoke to the team's leader.
"Yeah, Raven, what's on your mind?" asked the masked boy, who was sitting in the common room with his girlfriend, the alien princess Starfire. As usual, Beast Boy and Cyborg were playing video games.
"I've been meditating most of the afternoon," Raven answered. "I've detected demon activity in the mountains near D.C."
"Just the usual demon senators," laughed Beast Boy. "Nothing unusual there." Cyborg laughed, and high fives the short green hero.
"Very funny, B.B." snarled the half demon girl.
"I don't understand," whined Starfire, "Robin, would you explain the joke to me?"
"Later, Star," Robin grinned. "What do you want to do, Raven?"
"I want to follow up," she commented, as if it were obvious. "I'll take the Titan Jet to the area in question."
"I don't think you should go alone, though," the former Boy Wonder opined. "Beast Boy, I want you to tag along."
"What, no way?" objected the green boy. "Come on, Robin, you know we don't get along!"
"I agree," claimed Raven, in her usual monotone voice, "I cannot tolerate his ridiculous jokes."
"And I can't take her snootiness," whined B.B.
"Nonetheless," Robin insisted, "you two are a team. That's an order."
"Can we afford losing two members?" asked Cyborg, putting down his controller.
"I forgot to mention that Jinx and Kid Flash are coming to visit," revealed the young leader. "They can help out until you two get back." Jinx had been one of their worst enemies for a time. She used to be a member of the H.I.V.E. Kid Flash, a part time Titan was her boyfriend. Jinx betrayed her former allies, and was now a hero.
"I'm not crazy about Jinx, anyway," snarled Raven. "I don't mind missing her visit."
"Do you dislike her for the same reason you disliked Terra?" asked the always naïve Starfire.
Raven frowned. Yes, she had resented Terra-a lot in fact. She had always distrusted the blonde girl. There was more to it, though. Of all the Titans, only Starfire suspected another reason for the other girl's hatred. Terra had been Beast Boy's girlfriend, and frankly, Raven had been jealous. She had harbored a secret crush on the changeling for some time.
Raven liked B.B. but denied her feelings for her teammate. She was correct, the two teens didn't get along well. They were so different. Yet, she also knew a kind and considerate side to the animal-like boy. He was handsome, kind, and extremely loyal. She would never forget he had turned into the Beast, his dark bestial side, to save her when she'd been kidnapped. He'd nearly killed Adonis in his wrath, defending Raven.
She was also more in touch with her feelings since the Titans had helped her defeat her father, the Demonic Trigon. She no longer feared expressing her emotions would be disastrous. She could feel things now, including a budding love for Beast Boy.
He, however, still loved Terra. Besides, he found Raven "creepy," she knew. He'd never return her affections even if she had the guts to confess them to him.
Raven, however, didn't know as much as she thought she did. Young Garfield Logan, the sometimes childish Beast Boy did like her too. He'd admired her beauty for a long time. Over years, he realized she wasn't so creepy, and he wished to express his feelings to her. He was certain, though, that a girl so pretty, and intelligent could never love the team clown.
"Why don't you two pack?" Robin suggested. "I think you should leave in the morning."
"Fine," they both snapped out loud. What they both thought, however, was another matter. "Maybe," they both thought, "this is a chance to get to know each other better."
Raven was correct, of course. In the mountains of West Virginia about an hour from Washington, D.C., there was a concourse of demons.
"So what agent is available to destroy Heather Lee Manson?" an upper echelon demon demanded of his subordinate. "She is dangerous."
Heather Lee Manson was an eight year old girl. Her father was Senator Samuel Manson, who happened to be the brother of a certain Jeremy Manson. Jeremy was a rich young man who lived in Amity Park, Indiana, and was the father of a girl named Sam. Heather Lee (she preferred to be called that instead of plain Heather) lived in the mountains of West Virginia, about an hour from the nation's capitol.
The third grader was destined for greatness. She would be a great force for good by her twenties. The demons knew this fact, and feared the child. She must die, the dark creatures had decided. Now they just needed an agent to kill her.
"Most of our better agents are on assignment, O Infernal One," the subordinate groveled. "The one available is Horrghan the Horrid."
"Never heard of him," snapped the Demonic boss.
"I have his ratings here, Evil One," the sycophant wheedled.
"Strength 8.5; Quickness 7.0; Overall powers 7.5," he listed.
"Not bad, what else?" the Evil One growled.
"Adaptability 7.0; Cunning 6.0; and brains…4.0," the other creature finished.
"So 'strong but dumb' is the bottom line," snarled the Head Demon.
"Yes, Your Despicableness," he agreed.
"Inform him of his mission, Slave," the Master commanded. "Threaten him in the usual manner. He needs to know the cost of failure."
"Of course, consider it done," said the lackey.
"My son, I have a mission for you," the older man smiled.
"You have a solo mission for me, father? I'm…gratified of your confidence in me," beamed young Hunter Gray, Jr.
"I'm afraid I must be elsewhere, son," informed the old demon hunter, the infamous Hunter Gray. "So this falls to you. Don't worry, however, you will have help from outside sources."
"I shall not fail you, father," claimed the fourteen year old demon hunter.
"I trust you, my boy. I need you to go to a certain place in the Appalachians. You must protect a child from demons. She is important to our side, or will be someday. I'll arrange transportation for you."
"As you wish, sir," the teen said confidently.
There was yet another meeting happening where Heather Lee was the subject. Since Demons were involved, it was necessary that Angels act as well.
"Messenger Josias," called a Senior Angel. "HE has need of your services."
"I exist to serve," the young Angelic being answered. "Instruct me."
The older Messenger, whose name is Aron, spent an hour filling his young ward in on the happenings.
"Start by sending a dream to a certain young man named Daniel Fenton. He, his younger sister, and his friend Samantha Manson will act on our behalf," said the first angel.
"Is she related to the child?" the second angel asked.
"They are first cousins, Josias," Aron confirmed.
"There are other humans, and a human/demon hybrid that shall help. They are already on their way. Godspeed, Josias."