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The Spirit of the Ship

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Chapter 1: Where and When

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Sunday afternoon. Danny was frantically trying to finish his history homework. As with every other piece of work, this was in urgent need of getting done, as if his life depended on it. If he wasn't constantly fight ghosts over the weekend, he'd be finished by then. But then again, it's not like any kids his age do homework outside Sunday. Danny ran his fingers through his raven hair, while his blue eyes were scanning from paper to paper over his family origins. A loud knocking on his door.

"I'm busy!" Danny shouted to the opposite side.

The knocker, by bursting through the door, turned out to be Danny's large father, Jack. "Quit doing your homework and come downstairs," Jack said. "I just completed a new machine."

"I was convinced by the first half," Danny said, "but I lost interest at the second."

"Ah, come on, son," Jack said, putting his arm around Danny. "This time, I've really pushed myself. And it's not even ghost related."

"Well, if that's the case," Danny said. He thought if it didn't have to do with ghosts, he wouldn't have to face any. Danny went downstairs to see what his dad cooked up this time.

When he reached the living room, he saw a large, drapped object in the middle of it. It was looked at and talked upon by his sister, Jazz, and his mother, Maddie. Danny was surprised that his mom seemed to be wondering what was behind it, since she and Jack would always work on a project together.

"Family, today, I present you withone of the most genius idea to hatch out of my mind," Jack stated.

"Kind of an oxymoron, isn't it?" Jazz quickly shot back. Jack ignored Jazz's comment and continued.

"I bring you..." Jack said and ended while pulling the drape back. Jack's wife and kids looked in awe at what in front of them.

"It's the Fenton Time Tunnel," Jack explained.

"Yeah," Jazz said, "you said that like we didn't need that sign on top of the machine to know that." As she said that, Jack took quick notice of the giant sign above the machine that said "Fenaton Time Tunnal". Aside from that, the Time Tunnel was an invention of pure brilliance. It held a hexagonal metal frame with more buttons, levers, and hoo-dickies one could really think of.

Jack retaliated by stating, "Do you know how simular this looks to the ghost portal? I get confused. And don't say anything smart at that young lady, for seven out of ten times, I am. Know what was I talking about?"

Before Jazz could mouth off another smart comment, the phone rang. "I got it!" Danny shouted, darting off to the phone in the kitchen. The phone rang for Danny on an almost daily basis. It would either be from his techno-geek friend, Tucker Foley, or his eco-gothic girl friend (er, friend who's a girl, really), Samantha Manson, or Sam for short. "What's going on where?" Danny whispered to in the phone.

"I'll tell you what's going on," Tucker said on the receiving end, "Skulker's back, and he's gonna attack your house!"

Danny knew that trouble was close. Skulker was the most dangerous hunter in the ghost zone, and now that he was loose, the most dangerous in Amity Park. Danny had several tie-ins with Skulker, and narrowly escaped each one. The technology Skulker possessed was incredible. He was completely armored with metal that had multiple weapons, all with a flaming, green mohawk. "Wait," Danny said, "how do know he's headed here?"

"Well, for starters," Tucker started, "Sam and I are on your front porch, and Skulker's on the rooftop across from us. I'm surprised he can't even see us. I mean, we're right in front of him, and..." Tucker was suddenly cut off by Sam when she snatched his cell phone.

"Danny, get your family distracted somehow," Sam told Danny. "You can't risk them getting hurt."

"I got just the thing," Danny responded, just before hanging up the phone. With that he ran back to the living room with the only thing that would get his one-minded dad away from an extremely dangerous ghost.

"Ghost in the kitchen!" Danny paniced.

"Ghost!" Jack excitedly reacted. "Finally, some action! Come on, family! I got a new invention to show ya!"

"Um, didn't you just show it, dear?" Maddie asked.

"Didn't I tell you that I had another?" Jack said, getting two shaking heads in responce. "Well, I'll show you in the kitchen! Danny, you stay here. This could get dangerous." With that, Jack grabbed his wife and daughter, practically carrying them, to the kitchen like a child would drag his parents into an arcade. Upon getting into the kitchen and Jack slamming the door behind him, Danny quickly jammed the door with a nearby chair.

"He has no clue," Danny said to himself. Just then, a hole was blasted through his wall, with Skulker entering through it.

"You're mine, ghost-boy," Skulker said to Danny.

"Um, couldn't you have just phased through the wall?" Danny asked his rival.

"I could have," Skulker responded, "but this way is just plain cooler." Danny couldn't help but shrug in agreement. "Now to make you my trophy."

"All right, Skulker," Danny said. "I'M GOING GHOST!"

The moment Danny said that, two white rings surrounded him, vertically opening around him. His white shirt and blue jeans became a black jumpsuit, with white gloves, boots, and belt. His clothes weren't all that changed. His hair had turned completely white and his eyes turned a glowing green. It was the completed transformation from Danny Fenton to Danny Phantom.

Danny wasn't born with these abilities. His parents had invented a portal to open a rift between Earth and a ghost world known simply as "the Ghost Zone". The first attempt of the ghost portal was a failure, and his parents, especially his dad, were pretty down. Later at night, Danny went to observe the ghost portal to see if something, if anything, was wrong with it. A freak accident happened when Danny tripped over some wires and knocked over some of the mechanics. The ghost portal activated suddenly, while Danny was still inside. The portal's effects had done something to Danny's molecular structure, giving him ghost genes. Danny's ghost powers, though often clumbsy with them, were very useful not only for crimefighting, but to counteract with the punishment he gets from the school bullies. He had the abilites to phase through walls, fly, disappear, overshadow, and, his most offensive tactic, fire beams of plasma. He was a mystery to everyone, with the exception of his friends, up until he was framed as a threat by a ghost warden named Walker, the day when Amity Park began to know of the existance of ghosts.

"So, Skulker," Danny said to his armored nemesis, "you want another rematch? I'm 2-0 last I checked."

"It will be different, now," Skulker grinned, as a vertical row of rockets emerged from his shoulder. "Much different." With that, the rockets fired, and were homing right towards danny.

Danny was flying two-and-fro to avoid the rockets, but they kept locking in on him. He threw himself against the front door, to get the rockets on a straight-foward path. At the last second, Danny avoided the rockets, which hit the door and exploded on impact. The smoke cleared to reveal Tucker and Sam in total shock that the door had just exploded infront of them, leaving only a doorknob in Tucker's hand. "Well, that's one way to answer the door," Tucker joked, not getting as much as a snicker from the goth beside him.

Danny spotted his friends rushing in the door. It was too dangerous for Sam and Tucker to come in unprepared, as danny saw it, anyway. "Guys," Danny said to his friends, "get out of the-". Danny was cut short by a monsterous flying tackle from Skulker. Skulker had Danny pinned on the floor with a glowing switch blade (more like a switch machete) from on top of his wrist against his throat. Danny struggled all he could to keep from being one head fewer.

"We have the Fenton Thermos, Danny," Sam shouted to the ghost boy. "Just keep him distracted."

"What does it look like I'm doing!" Danny responded, still trying to wrestle Skulker off of him.

"Hold on," Tucker said, rummaging through his backpack. "I know it's in here. Ugh, why don't I just carry it in a knap sack?" Tucker's frustration eventually leds him to empty his backpack by turning it upside-down and shaking it. Several books, pencils, and calculaters fell out, with the ghost trapping thermos to trail behind and roll across the floor.

"I got it!" Tucker said, chasing the thermos.

"Some time today, Tuck!" Danny yelled in panic, as he was avoiding Skulker's blows.

The thermos had stopped rolling. Tucker bent over to pick it, but coming back up, he bumped his head from under something. It was the lever to the Fenton Time Tunnel. The Tunnel started roaring up in a low pitch whizzing sound. Tucker tried regaining his balance by putting his hand on a conveniently placed board. A keyboard to be more precise. Whatever mumbo-jumbo Tucker pressed in, it made the Time Tunnel give a green, glowing vortex and a louder whizz from the engine.

Danny narrowly avoided a punch from Skulker, and then turned himself to where the machine was activated, to which Tucker was creeping away from with a nervous grin when the two made eye contact. "Tucker, what did you-". Danny was cut off again by Skulker when he gave a clubbing back swing to the back of Danny's head, causing him to fly head-first into the Time Tunnel.

"DANNY!" Sam and Tucker shouted in unison, and in worry.

"NO!" Skulker followed up. "I will NOT let my prey escape from me again!" With that, he followed Danny directly into the Tunnel.

"Oh, no," Sam said, obviouly worried. "We have to get him out of there!"

"But how?" Tucker asked. Sam and Tucker just traded stares at eachother for a second or two. "What are you looking at me for? You're the smart one, I just carry the neato gizmos."

Sam lowered her head and slapped it in the frustration of Tucker's idiocy.

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"AAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Danny was screaming, falling into the rushing, green tunnel. The force of the speed was pulling his face back and making his eyes water. He found himself approaching an ending. Before he knew it, he cratered into the land below him, knocking him out and returning to his regular self.

After regaining consciousness, the first thing Danny noticed was his surroundings: solid dirt roads, clay brick houses, venders at every turn. "Oh, man," Danny worriedly said, "I don't think I'm in Amity Park anymore. Where am I? And more importantly, when am I?"