This is my First AU FIC please be nice
DISCLAIMER: Danny, Sam, Tucker, Pamela, Jeremy, Jazz, and all Danny Phantom characters Do NOT belong to me no matter how much I want them to they belong to Butch Hartman and Nickelodeon .
THE SEAS BE OURS
By: truth filled lies
"Damn it" Samantha Manson muttered as she jumped down to pick up the necklace sucking on the paper cut that was starting to sting. It was her seventeenth birthday and her grandmother had sent her a package from her home down In Florida.
Amity Park was one of the biggest merchant fish towns in the state known for its fabulous seafood cuisine and friendly people. Their were always ships coming and going not to mention tourists on huge cruise liners and families coming on day trips. Sam was used to it all. Her family owned a small cruise ship that would bring tourists out to coves and small islands that were said to once house pirates.
Sam was always at home near the water. She wouldn't give up were she lived for the world. "Sammy kins come on you don't want to be late for school" Her mother called up the stairs in her voice that was over saturated with love. Sam winced, she was nothing like her parents Pamela and Jeremy Manson (A/N: found out their names on wikipedia) had overly sunny personalities.
Sam was a free spirit, a Goth. She was probably the only one in Amity Park and for that reason she didn't have many friends, well actually she didn't have friends at all. She was a lone ranger as her grandmother called her.
"Sammy kins?" her mother called up the stairs again.
"Coming!" Sam called placing the necklace around her neck. It was a deep purple stone set into a twisting meddle medallion. It went perfect with her purple and black outfit. Checking herself in her vanity one last time placing the note that was with the necklace in her back pocket to read later when she had time. She grabbed her black side bag, and bounded down the stairs. Grabbing her self a protein bar and ran out the door ignoring her parent's protests of eating a proper breakfast.
Walking down the street, Sam breathed in the smell of the salty sea air. Yes she was at home here their was no doubt about it. When she was no less then a block from school she was stopped by none other then the school skank. Paulina, the Head cheerleader, the richest and most popular girl in all of Casper High; standing next to her was Star the satellite as Sam called her always orbiting Paulina and Valerie, who to be completely honest, the one Sam hated most of all. She had once stolen Sam's boyfriend only to dump him a few weeks later.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Paulina said in her preppy little voice.
"Not in the mood, skank, move out of my way." Sam said angrily pushing past her.
"What did you call me, you bitch?" Paulina yelled angrily grabbing Sam by the arm and pulling she around to look at her. "Did you just call me a Skank?
"Ooh" said Star as she caught sight of Sam's necklace, reaching for it.
"Let me go" Sam screamed.
"We will after you hand over that pretty Necklace, it's to pretty to hang around your ugly Goth neck." Valerie said making a grab for it like star.
"Stop" Sam screamed again, but her yell was cut of by the screams of the other girls. Sam didn't know the reason they screamed until they ran away. The necklace was giving of a Bright glow that seemed to be consuming her body.
"Oh, Crap!" Was the last thing same could say as her whole body was engulfed in the light. The next thing Sam knew she was sitting in the ally way like before but instead of sitting between two concrete buildings she was sitting between two building made of wood and the streets were no longer paved they were replaced by cobble streets.
But her new surroundings weren't the strangest part, it was the people. They were dressed in clothes that looked like they came right out of the 16th century. Looking around she could spot a building that looked like a town house and a pub and other such buildings.
Ducking back into the ally so she wouldn't be seen, though to her these people looked odd, she would look very strange to them. Placing her hand on the necklace, she suddenly remembered the note that came with it, pulling it out of her pocket she unfolded the paper and read.
To my darling granddaughter Samantha,
The necklace as you are sure to have found out is not ordinary.
It will transport the warier to the century he/or she is truly meant
To be. I found out a long time ago very few people are born in
The correct century. If the warier is truly meant for the century
They live in the necklace will be just that a necklace.
However if that is not the case the amulet will transport you
To a different century. If you truly wish to return to your home you
Must find the Island where the amulet was made their you will find
The portals that will lead you home to your century.
Do not worry about the time you stay in the separate
Century time has a funny way of acting.
You can stay in your century for a month and only three hours
will pass in the century you were born
in. Do not ask how this works for I do not know. This
Journey is a right of passage. On this journey
You will learn something about yourself, and it will greatly impact
Who you are. I took the same journey and it changed me greatly,
Do not think of this as torture. If I had not taken the same journey
I would never have met your grandfather.
Nana
As Sam read this she became more and more confused. But as she finally finished the letter she could only think and say one thing.
"You have got to be kidding me!"