Title: Pushing Boundaries
Rating: T for mild violence, torment, anguish, etc. etc. yipyipyip…
Genre: Angst, Supernatural, Friendship, Family, Hurt/Comfort, Adventure….honestly, I don't know
Category A: Rise of the Guardians
- Characters: Jack Frost, some College!Jamie, Big Four
Category B: Danny Phantom
- Characters: College!Danny, College!Sam, some College!Tucker
Summary: Set well after Rise of the Guardians and the events of Phantom Planet. Humans, ghosts, and legends have always fallen in different categories, each one separate and largely unaffected by the others. However, when two beings collide who both straddle the boundaries, the results are…unexpected. Will be short, but may inspire some spinoffs.
Disclaimer: I own neither Rise of the Guardians nor Danny Phantom. But I was thrilled to find out Rob Paulsen is the voice of Jack Fenton, further proving what a fantastic VA he is. This knowledge will probably lead to a DP/BMFM crossover in the future. But I'm rambling…the point is, I own nothing. Or at least, nothing anyone else would want to write about. Maybe someday…
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CHAPTER ONE
Danny crept silently across the quad, latching his arms around Sam's waist and spinning her around. She giggled before remembering that Goths don't giggle. Instead, she elbowed him in the ribs as the air around them cooled noticeably.
"Danny; kill the ice core. It's cold enough without you going subzero."
"It's not me," he protested, his breath misting in the air. There was a tug in his chest as his powers rippled. "I think it's a ghost."
"A ghost? Seriously? Are they going to follow you everywhere for the rest of your life?"
"And probably my afterlife. I'll bet it's Skulker; he still wants my pelt or head or something."
"And that's still creepy." Sam tossed her long hair over her shoulder, fixing her eyes on the sky, searching for any telltale missiles or ecto-blasts. All she saw were a few shriveled leaves surfing the pre-winter breeze. "If it's Skulker, he's learned a few things about subtlety. Danny?"
Danny blinked as Sam waved her hand in front of his eyes. "Good news; it's not Skulker," he said, a bit surprised. He pointed at a figure flying through the air. Whereas Skulker was all about bulky, macho war suits, this specter was insanely thin; nearly as thin as the staff clutched in its fist; and barely had clothing, let alone armor, wearing only a faded sweatshirt and tattered pants. "Bad news; I don't think I've ever seen this one before. Guess it'll be a surprise what I'm up against."
Sam followed his finger then looked at him in concern. "Uh, Danny…there's nothing there."
"What are you talking about? It's right the- Hey! Look out!" Danny suddenly broke into a run, charging at a boy sitting cross-legged on a bench, nose buried in a book. In the sky, the ghost had started a steep, breakneck dive, focused on the same boy. As it plummeted closer, Danny could see a maniacal grin split his features. His stomach flip-flopped; he wasn't going to be fast enough, even if he shifted and flew.
Not wasting time on second-guessing or worrying about losing the newly reclaimed anonymity college had promised him, he raised a hand, firing an ecto-ray at the approaching ghost. The beam hit the figure solidly, halting its momentum and holding it in the air for a long moment. A long, pained scream ripped through the early autumn air as the energy poured into the ghost. The wind whipped up and the temperature plummeted until finally the ghost fell from the sky, striking the ground with a heavy thud.
Danny smirked, swinging his backpack off his shoulder and digging out the Fenton thermos. He took a step forward, ready to send the specter back to the ghost zone, but stopped as the kid from the bench rushed towards the fallen figure, worry on his face.
"Jack!" The boy crouched next to the ghost, concern etched into his voice. "Jack, are you okay?"
While Danny watched in confusion, the ghost…Jack…stirred, lifting his torso off the ground shakily. "I'm fine, kiddo," he assured, struggling to gain his feet. He finally managed it, with considerable help from the boy, and leaned his weight on his staff, obviously needing it to keep himself vertical. Swaying slightly, he turned, locking eyes with Danny. He opened his mouth to speak again, but staggered, crumpling to half his height as a green glow washed over him. "Maybe…not quite…so...fine." The specter shuddered and collapsed, sprawled across the ground, lost in unconsciousness.
Just when Danny thought things couldn't possibly get stranger, the human boy pulled an oval disc out of his pocket, shattering it against the ground. A second later, the ground opened up and an enormous rabbit leapt to the surface. It glanced at the downed ghost before immediately rounding on Danny, grabbing his shirt front before he could react. In the same movement, it hauled Jack to its shoulder and tapped the ground with an oversized foot. Not a word was uttered and the next thing Danny knew, he was falling through the earth at breakneck speeds, screaming his head off.
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A/N: Hmmm…I hope this doesn't suck as badly as I think it does. I honestly can't say what prompted me to begin this, particularly with so many other stories sitting around gathering dust and spiderwebs, but hey, the muse wants what it wants, right? Sorry if this was sort of a rough start. Writing from a wholly uninformed viewpoint is a tad difficult and action is still something I'm working on. Bear with me and grace me with your patience. I don't intend on this fic being particularly long, but I also don't intend to maintain anything resembling a schedule when it comes to updating. I've got some of the big plot stuff sketched out, but inspiration tends to be a fickle, erratic thing. Anywho… I hope you all enjoy this. Don't feel shy about letting me know exactly how you feel about it, actually. Or your views on dark chocolate versus milk chocolate. Or even, though very much not preferred, boxers versus briefs. Point being, I just want to hear from the lovelies I am entertaining…or possibly offending beyond measure…so drop a review. Pretty please.