Here it is. The winner of the poll.
This is a sequel to the fanfic The False Avatar. If you haven't read that, you will definitely be confused. That fanfic gives a lot of backstory and explanations.
I don't own Danny Phantom or Avatar: The Last Airbender.
And so, on with the story…
A teenaged boy with unusual white hair and glowing green eyes trudged through a sunny meadow in the spirit world. The flowers brushing against his dark clothes didn't register with the boy. He was too busy thinking and searching to worry about those kinds of things. Danny came to a stop and heaved an annoyed sigh. He'd been chasing this troublesome spirit for more than five months by now. It was starting to get really boring. But then again, it wasn't like Danny had to be anywhere else. He was dead. He didn't mind but doing the same thing all the time was starting to get dull. He scanned the beautiful landscape and growled angrily under his breath. He'd lost the spirit again! Every time he got close to it, it would jump into a portal pool and Danny would lose it. The same portal didn't always end up in the same place.
The problem was, this spirit was trying to escape the spirit world. It hadn't been any trouble until word spread through the spirit world that the hundred year war was over. Then the spirit began to start looking for a loop hole. It could visit the living world for the anniversary of its death, but once the day was over, it had to return. It had no choice. But if the spirit did manage to find a way out, it wouldn't be good. It could destroy the newly renewed peace and balance in the worlds. It might leave a hole for other, probably more dangerous, spirits to escape such as Koh or Vaatu. And that wasn't even considering the possibilities that the spirit could do to the living world.
"Danny," a female voice called to him. Danny turned to the woman and smiled with an inclination of his head.
"Avatar Yangchen," he greeted taking in the woman's appearance of arrow-like tattoos and shaven crown. The previous avatar smiled.
"I understand that you have taken it upon yourself to keep a certain spirit in check despite his search for an escape from the spirit world," Yangchen remarked. Danny nodded.
"I have. I'm afraid I just lost his trail," Danny admitted. Yangchen nodded.
"Then it's a good thing I found you. The spirit you're searching for, he's on the other side of the spirit world trying to break through a crack between this world and the living," Yangchen informed him. Danny's eyes widened.
"What!? Do you know the fastest way there?" Danny inquired loudly, alarmed. Yangchen nodded.
"I know a way but I can't guarantee that you'll get there in time. There's a portal pool on the other side of this meadow. It should take you near to the spirit," Yangchen answered. Danny bowed quickly and ran off in the direction the avatar had indicated.
"Thanks!" he shouted over his shoulder.
Danny sprinted through the meadow, reluctant to fly in case he missed the portal pool. Unlike most spirits that had once been living people, he had retained his bending abilities. Probably because his bending hadn't been natural. He'd acquired them after he was hit by lightning and an interfering spirit had meddled with him, stopping his spirit moving on. He became a stand-in bridge between the living and spirit worlds. Something dubbed as a false avatar. Danny jumped over a small ridge and stumbled back to his feet as he sprinted through the flowers. He grinned as he saw the silvery surface of the portal pool. He jumped into the air and flew to the pool. He flew straight into the water-like substance. The icy coldness and the lack of oxygen not bothering him since he was dead and had a special ability to conjure ice straight from his very being. He slid through the liquid and erupted out of another pool in a very different section of the spirit world. At some point down had changed to up, unnoticed by Danny.
Danny hovered above the silvery pool and scanned the desolate waste land. The sun was replaced with cloudy dark skies which flashed with lightning. There was a dead tree ahead of him but other than that there were no signs of life anywhere. Danny strained his ears and scowled as he heard the sound of something shattering. That couldn't be good. Danny zoomed towards the sound and gasped when he saw the spirit he had been searching for standing in front of a swirling green vortex with a small window showing the living world beyond. Danny turned to the spirit and growled angrily at them.
"Vlad! Don't do it!" Danny shouted forcefully. The spirit turned to Danny before grinning his vampiric grin complete with malicious fangs. His skin was tinged blue and his eyes burned a pupil-less red. His black hair stood up in two spikes and he wore a fancy white suit which had Fire nation origins. Vlad, the first false avatar. The man that had tried to sell the current avatar to Fire Lord Azulon during the hundred year war only to fail and be executed.
"You again? Don't you know when to give up?" Vlad drawled in a bored tone. Both deceased false avatars were getting tired of this constant chasing and tracking.
"I'll give up when you stop trying to escape the spirit world. You have no idea what that might do to the balance between the living and spirit worlds," Danny retorted stiffly, landing in front of the spirit. Vlad laughed.
"Well then I guess our little chase will continue, who knows we might even rival the struggle between Raava and Vaatu," Vlad commented. Danny took a cautious step forward.
"But then again, if you want to chase me this time, you'll have to break the rules," Vlad gloated and stepped through the gateway to the living world. Danny darted forward to stop the older spirit but it was too late. Vlad had already gone through and the gateway had sealed itself. Danny hammered on the diminishing window and growled furiously at the retreating figure as Vlad walked into the living world.
The gateway faded and Danny fell forwards onto the ground. He punched the rocky ground.
"Now what?!" he yelled annoyed with himself and furious at Vlad for jeopardising both worlds.
"Perhaps you should stop beating up the ground and ask me," an aged voice suggested. Danny froze and turned slowly to see a spirit hovering over him. Danny gulped down his fear as he looked at the spirit of time. He wore purple, extravagant robes fit for any king. He had a scar across one eye. His eyes and skin were similar to Vlad's except this spirit gave off an aura of knowledge and power. The spirit of time went by many names, but the one Danny was most familiar with was Clockwork. Danny nervously got to his feet.
"Er… sorry about that. Got a little carried away," Danny apologised. Clockwork nodded.
The spirit remained silent and Danny realised that Clockwork was waiting for him to ask his question.
"Um… so what do you think I should do to stop Vlad?" Danny asked nervously. He'd only met the spirit of time once and it hadn't gone well. It had been a month after his village had been destroyed by the Fire nation and he'd pleaded with the spirit to change time to reverse the tragedy. Clockwork had refused. The conversation had gotten a little too heated than advisable and Danny hadn't forgotten the spirit's punishment. Clockwork nodded and brought out an hourglass. He held his hand over the hourglass and it filled with sand on the bottom.
"There is only one way to defeat that spirit. You must go after him. You must warn the current avatar and stop Vlad from destroying both worlds. So, to do that, I'm going to give you a special offer. One week. I'm giving you one week of life. You will retain full access to your spirit form on the living plane and full control of your bending abilities. Once your time is up, you will return to the spirit world for good. Until then, you will not be able to visit. You will be bound to the living world. Do you understand?" Clockwork explained. Danny blinked with shock.
"Wait, you're going to bring me back to life for a week so I can track down and stop Vlad," Danny repeated incredulously. Clockwork looked up from the hourglass and nodded.
"Consider yourself lucky. I have been asked by a number of spirits through time and I have never granted this until now. Remember, one week," Clockwork replied. Then without another word, Clockwork turned over the hourglass and as the first grain of sand fell, everything went black for Danny.
I'll admit, the first one wasn't my best work, but I do think this fanfic is better than the first.
The ghosts are altered slightly to be in keeping with the avatar's world but mostly they have the same abilities and personalities.
Let me know what you guys think.
Until the next chapter.