First of all, I'll get the important stuff out of the way.
Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom; I'm only borrowing the characters, settings, and some of the plot and altering them to my liking.
Summary and Semi-Rant: A universe that was inspired by dark-themed Danny Phantom stories, including my own slightly-dark stories...
This is a not-so-canon version of what the show, which is what the show could have been like if it had been a cartoon on a network that doesn't censor as much and/or the ones running the show were braver when it came to things. I mean, think about it, the only example I can think of that has somebody punching someone (other then the 'comic-book-style "slides"' during some of the fights, like in Prisoners of Love, Memory Blank--sort of--, The Ultimate Enemy, Urban Jungle, and Claw of the Wild) would have to be...Eye for an Eye. In which, Danny actually kicked, then punched-punched-kicked Vlad, both in one fight! That, plus the two semi-naked scenes, probably was the reason Season 3 had(has?) a hard time airing on America-Nickelodeon. Don't even get me started about blood, something only seen in Fright Knight once and on the title card and in one scene of The Ultimate Enemy (though both examples were technically ectoplasm, which was green...)
PhantomVerse will, like mostly all stories here (considering the fact we're reading and not seeing) be more violent then the show. Not only that, but there will be perverted jokes (though I'll keep to a 'T' rating, promise!), the occasional-but-not-too-often-as-to-not-seem-too-redundant-swear, and more realism. I will also make little changes I haven't made in other alternate universes. Don't worry! Despite all of this, PhantomVerse will keep some canon. Events will either happen exactly the same or semi-different then they did in the show.
PhantomVerse is my top priority now, with Amazing Danny Phantom right below it on my (imaginary-)'to-do' list.
Warning: As I mentioned above: "PhantomVerse will, like mostly all stories here (considering the fact we're reading and not seeing) be more violent then the show. Not only that, but there will be more perverted jokes (though I'll keep to a 'T' rating, promise!), the occasional-but-not-too-often-as-to-not-seem-too-redundant-swear, and more realism. I will also make little changes I haven't made in other alternate universes." I will, however, try to keep some canon, mainly storylines and, you know, the characters and the basic ideas. Also, despite the serious tones, there will be humor. Humor is something I cannot avoid. I am just that funny.
…Yesh.
Oh my God! This authors note is, like, four-hundred plus words! Onto the story before I make it too long!
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PhantomVerse
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Arc 1: Beginning
"In the beginning"
CHAPTER 1
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"Ghosts do not exist."
The sunlight gently lit up the room, lighting it up again after a nine hours and sixty-two minutes of darkness. The light directly floated to the blue-sheeted bed on the other side of the room. The sleeping form inside groaned and shifted slightly. It was a he, a teenager who had been attending Casperious Polterg High School (or just 'Casper High') since he was thirteen-years-old. Born in the year 1990 on the third of April, he was now fourteen and was going to be attending 'Casper High' once again in the school year of 2005.
It was still summer, however. The very beginning of it, too, much to everyone's (well, teenager's) happiness.
"It's scientifically impossible…going through walls, being invisible…at least, without the assistance of special devices that everyone hears rumors about."
He…was Daniel Fenton, known as 'Danny' to his family and friends.
He did not have much of either.
Danny did have a mom and a dad: Madeline 'Maddie' Fenton and Jackson 'Jack' Fenton respectively, and an older sister, Jasmine (or 'Jazz' to most). As for friends, he only had two. One of them, who he had been friends with since Kindergarten, was Tucker Denise Foley, an African American fourteen-year-old boy who was a techno-geek, always carrying various technological devices everywhere. Then there was Samantha 'Sam'-if-you-don't-want-her-to-kill-you Manson, a pale-skinned goth (fourteen-year-old) girl who had been the third in their trio since eighth grade, back in 2003 or so.
The latter of his two friends was in the dream he had been previously having…
"Anyway, now that I'm done talking about that subject, I wanted to try this out. Like it, Danny…?"
"…GAAAAAAAAAH!"
Danny woke up with a horrified scream, sitting up in a flash. He had no pajama top on, but was wearing PJ-bottoms that were blue with little red rocket ship designs—he had always wanted to be an astronaut when he grew up. The teenaged boy had messy raven black hair, which stayed messy despite all his attempts to fix it, whether he tried hair gel or just a comb. Heck, he even tried full-out brushing it, but his hair stubbornly remained messy. Danny's icy blue eyes were wide with shock and his breathing was in soft pants.
After a few moments, he calmed down and sighed.
'Ok…calm down, Fenton. It was just a dream…' Danny paused in his thoughts to look around the room quietly, rubbing his eyes a bit. 'Sam probably doesn't even own a whip…' He shuddered at the thought. The worst part was the fact he wasn't entirely sure if he could call it a nightmare…
Danny sighed and jumped off the bed, stretching out his aching body.
'I slept weirdly again, I guess…darn it…' Even in his thoughts Danny had a hard time swearing. Supposedly it was genetic, according to his parents' 'curses'. Danny snickered at the thought and spoke in a heroic tone to his reflection in the mirror to his left, "Sufferin' spooks! Phreaky phantoms! Spectral shooters!" He paused, his fists dropping from their place on his waist. "Oh, wait, that last one was one of their inventions…"
For you see, Jack and Maddie were very well-known ghost scientists. They observed, experimented, and theorized everything to do with paranormal things. Though it was mainly ghosts, they were interesting in other supernatural things. Werewolves, vampires, etc. Of course, they assumed all of these creatures were different types of ghosts…but that was besides the point.
Though the Fentons were not taken seriously, the general public only knew a part of the story. Not only did the Fentons believe and research in ghosts seriously, but they were also important contributors to research on secret governmental projects.
Even Danny and Jazz didn't know everything about what their parents did for the government…
Danny changed into a casual white t-shirt and dark blue jeans. His white t-shirt had strange red and black designs that looked pretty cool in his opinion, and his blue jeans were a little worn-out after a year or so. He pulled on some white socks and quickly put on a pair of white and red running shoes. Running over to his mirror, he ruffled his hair with both hands, making it slightly-less messy. Well, he tried, right?
Smiling a little into his reflection, Danny mumbled, "Okay, Fenton, you're ready for a day of fun, which will make you forget totally about that dream…that awesome—I mean, disturbing dream." He shuddered. Who is he trying to convince? As he walked out of his room and down the stairs, Danny vowed to himself he would never, ever have a dream about his best friend like that again.
…Well, mostly never, at least…
The dark-haired teenager walked into the kitchen of his home, which had normal pearl-white walls and white and blue tiles. Yawning a little, he sat down in his usual seat that was on the side of the table his sister was sitting in.
Jasmine Fenton was a sixteen-year-old teenaged girl with long, flowing red hair and blue eyes a darker shade then Danny's. Danny could tell that she had probably been awake since earlier that morning, since she didn't look even slightly tired, despite not being a morning person. Jazz hated getting up early unless it was for the sake of school. She was, after all, a straight-A student and was Casperious High's best and brightest student in history. Supposedly, she had been a 'trouble maker' when she was younger. Danny didn't believe such stories.
He could admit it: Danny was a little jealous, but he wasn't doing that bad either, with mostly As and a few Bs. Well, a C in Math…but he always sucked at that. Even his mom got frustrated whenever she tried helping him with it, and supposedly, back when she was in school, she had been a math genius.
"Hey, Danny. You ok? I heard you shouting." Jazz looked at her younger brother in concern. Her voice startled Danny from his thoughts-which-were-giving-us-info-on-his-family.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just, err, had a bad dream." That was the understatement of the year, but Jazz did not have to know that, did she?...Besides, Danny would probably confess anyway the next time Jazz forced him into having a therapy session with her. He only agreed to those because she always drive him to school the next day (Jazz only agreed to these 'psychological experiments' during the school year). Danny hated taking the bus, for obvious reasons. In case they aren't obvious, it was the fact the buses were so cramped all the time and it was really loud…
"Right." Jazz gave him a disbelieving look, but dropped the subject.
Danny yawned again and took a piece of toast, chewing into it as he stared a bit blankly into space. Jazz stared at him with amazement. After a few moments, Danny swallowed and snapped, "What?"
Jazz pointed out, "You're eating toast…Danny, you hate toast!"
Danny blinked and looked at the toast in his hand. "…Oh." It was true. He wasn't sure why he hated toast, but when he asked his parents, they just told him something 'bad' happened when he was younger that had to do with toast. Honestly, he didn't want to know.
Sighing, Jazz asked, "So…you going to hang out with your friends?"
"Yup," Danny replied, casually. He then asked, "Where are mom and dad, anyway?"
"Down in the lab. I think they're working on something big." Jazz shrugged, "They've been down there a lot lately."
Danny sighed, "Well, if they come up, tell them I went out with my friends." With that, he stood up and walked out the front door, grabbing his keys on the way. His keys were used only for getting into his house if the door was locked and for unlocking his motorized scooter.
Unlocking said scooter, he hopped on it and rode down the sidewalk. Making sure his helmet was on securely, he sped up, going at a speed that could easily outrace somebody who was on foot.
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Three mysterious figures watched Danny go by the alleyway they were standing in. One of them spoke, "There he is. The Fenton boy."
The second asked, "What are we gonna' do?"
The third reminded, "Ambush him before he reaches the park."
The second sighed, "I'm still not too sure about his…"
The first snarled "It doesn't matter, because you're helping, anyway! Now come on, we have to get there before he does. I know a shortcut..."
END CHAPTER
Danny not being good at math is from quite a few episodes. Him hating toast comes from Forever Phantom. Also, he had the motorized scooter in Attack of the Killer Garage Sale, Bitter Reunions, Shades of Gray (Sam and Tucker had them, too, in that episode), and they appeared much later in D-stabilized (though Sam and Tucker were on them while Danny was flying above in ghost form, not having his at that moment). Those are seriously the only times in the whole series that they have appeared…to…my knowledge.
Oh, my, Danny was dreaming about Sam? And she didn't even really 'appear' in this chapter! Gasp!
…Oh, and…ohnoes! Somebody is after Verse!Danny!
This-stories' Danny, aka Verse!Danny or just 'Verse': Wait, who are they?
Heh, you'll have to wait to find that out! Hehheh…heh…ha…hahahaha…HAHA…MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Verse: …?
…Err, never mind. Readers! Please review!