Welcome, phans… my God, this is so bizarre to say/type…
Welcome, phans, to a very special fanfic. 15 years ago, April 4, 2004, Nickelodeon aired one of the best shows ever that defined my childhood. No, not Power Rangers, shut up… but that as well, I guess. No, I'm talking about Danny Phantom. Over the course of 3 years, we were blessed with 53 action-pack, ectoplasmic, comedic, ghost butt-kickin', action-filled episodes! And cluelessness, of course. After watching the entire show again and reading a handful of well-written and/or well thought ideas and theories, I decided to write a story of my own. And what better time to release it than April 3?
This will be a continuation of the show, picking up a couple of weeks after "D-Stabilized". "Phantom Planet" has not occurred, but it might in future chapters (haven't decided yet). That being said, this will be episode 52 of the show. It will continue the story of Danny's heroic deeds to protect Amity Park. There will be new characters, villains, and locations as the story goes on. There will be many ideas and concepts from Butch Hartman and fellow fanfiction authors, which I will not disclose, yet (wink wink). I will try and keep the story format very similar to the show, but I also want to add my own twist to it.
I was planning on having Chapter 2 be for Episode 52 and have Chapter 1 be an informative chapter; explaining the timeline of Danny Phantom and everyone's age, etc. But that would require days, if not weeks, of additional research. So I said "%&$# it", Danny got his powers at 14 in March 2004 (a month prior to pilot airdate), it's now summer of 2005 and he's 16. Tucker and Sam are also 16. Jazz is 18 and about to go to college. You can figure out the rest. Danielle; yes, she will be in the story; is still physically 12.
Special thanks to Butch Hartman for creating such an amazing series and for sharing so many ideas and concepts in his "10 Years Later" videos; Guy Moon for creating two awesome versions of the Danny Phantom theme song (please release the unreleased third version, I'm very curious about how it sounds), and to my insane imagination that won't shut up for the next few years.
Ver. 1.0.1 (7/1/19)
Update (1.0.1): Accidentally set the story in 2007 instead of 2005. Fixed.
Now, without further ado, it's time to go ghost!
Happy 15th Anniversary, Danny Phantom!
Standard Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom, because if I did, I would have kept the show running to this day. All rights belong to their rightful owners, Butch Hartman, and all others. Okay, let's begin the episode.
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It was a clear night in Amity Park. The town's protector and savior, Danny Phantom was doing his last round of patrolling the area before calling it in for the night.
"No signs of ghost activity here," Danny said to himself as he flew between the buildings, "Well, better call it a night. I've already captured at least 12 ghosts tonight, including the Box Ghost for the third time this week."
"You cannot keep me in this cylindrical container!" a voice cried out from the Fenton Thermos clipped to Danny's hip, "I am the Box Ghost! And you will feel my wraith!"
"*Yawn* Who would have thought I'd still have long nights, even during summer vacation," said Danny as he changed directions and began flying back to the Fenton Works to return the ghosts to the Ghost Zone and get some much-needed sleep.
But a sudden gasp and his ghost sense going off changed that plan. Danny stopped and floated in the air; looking around to see where the ghost was. Down below, he noticed a strange green light emitting from an alleyway.
"Guess I've got a late-night troublemaker."
Danny flew down towards the alley. As he approached, the light began to fade away. By the time Danny entered the light was gone. He landed on the ground and looked around. There was no sign of any ghost or the source of the mysterious light. Taking another moment to doublecheck, Danny shrugged and turned to leave.
*Squelch*
"Huh?"
Danny looked down and saw that he had stepped in a small puddle of ectoplasm. Upon closer examination, he noticed that the texture of this particular ectoplasm was similar to butter; the ghost couldn't have gone far. A drop of the substance fell into the puddle from above; Danny looked up and saw a large ghostly blob.
"Found you!" Danny exclaimed, causing the ghost to fly off and Danny to give chase.
The two flew over the rooftops, Danny closing in on the ghost. Danny fired a couple of ghost rays at the ghost, but the ghost dodged them. The ghost formed a ball of the ectoplasm the size of Danny's head in its hand and chucked it at Danny. The half-ghost was flying too fast to react before the projectile slammed into his chest. It sent him flying towards one of the nearby buildings and slamming him against a wall. Danny tried to move, but he found it difficult because the ectoplasm was as thick as paste.
"What is this stuff?"
To add to Danny's confusion, the ectoplasm began to harden and encase Danny, keeping him glued to the building. He struggled as hard as he could, but even with his enhanced strength, Danny couldn't break free. He looked up just in time to see the ghost vanish into the distance.
"Great," Danny muttered, "what a way to end the night."
He glared down at the cocoon that entrapped him and mentally kicked himself as he went intangible and phased through the wall of the building.
"I can't believe I forgot to go intangible," Danny sighed as he appeared above the building, "I'm still such an idiot!"
Deciding to go after the ghost another night, Danny flew off towards home. The Box Ghost could be heard laughing from within the Thermos, ticking Danny off.
"Keep it up, chuckles. Next time we head for the Ghost Zone you might be end up at the hands of Pandora's rage," he warned the ghost, causing him to become silent, "*Sigh* Tucker's gonna have a laugh when I tell him and Sam about this."
*Cue Intro*
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Danny Phantom in: Jumping Over the Candlestick (Episode 52)
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The next day, Danny was eating lunch with Sam and Tucker at the Nasty Burger. Tucker was laughing uncontrollably as Danny and Sam glared at him.
"Oh, knock it off, Tucker!" Sam scowled, "It's not that funny."
"It totally is," Tucker gasped, wiping a tear from his eye, "Danny… you've had your ghost powers almost two years now, and you still forget about going intangible to avoid projectiles."
Danny sighed.
"Yeah, you're not wrong. I really need to stop forgetting about that."
"Don't worry about it, Danny," said a voice behind him, making him jump a little.
The trio looked over and saw Jazz standing there.
"Oh, hey, Jazz," said Danny, "What brings you here?"
"What? I can't hang out with my little brother?"
"Uh…"
"I'm just messing with you, Danny," Jazz giggled, "I wanted to let you know that mom and dad want us back home in about an hour to show us something."
Danny raised an eyebrow.
"What is it? A new anti-ghost weapon?"
"I dunno," Jazz shrugged, "All I can say is that dad seemed really excited about it. Not that he's ever not excited about some new ghost hunting device."
"Uh huh."
Jazz awkwardly stood there as no one said anything for a few seconds.
"Yeah, well, I just wanted to let you know," said Jazz, "I'll, uh, head back home now. Bye."
"Uh, okay… bye."
Danny barely said it in time as Jazz backed away and left the Nasty Burger. He turned to Tucker and Sam, who were just as confused as he was.
"What was that all about?" Sam asked.
"Yeah. Since when does Jazz ever come look for you and tell you about your parent's new device?" Tucker asked.
"She's been acting like this these past couple of weeks," Danny answered before taking a sip of his drink.
"Any reason why?" Tucker asked.
"Beats me. Maybe she's just being overprotective," Danny shrugged, "I mean, she is leaving for college soon."
"Maybe she wants just wants to spent more time with you, Danny," said Sam, "You know how much she likes to help us out when we fight ghosts."
Tucker gave Sam a look that told her he wasn't convinced.
"What? She's gotten better over time," Sam argued.
"To be fair, she has put me in the Thermos a less often over time. She hasn't done that in a long time," said Danny, "But I spend plenty of time with her."
"Really?" Sam asked, "When?"
"Oh, you know, at home. We talk. And she helps me train. And sometimes we work together to take on ghosts."
Tucker and Sam deadpanned.
"Dude, you only have her help when you're fighting the Box Ghost," said Tucker.
"Or any ghost weaker than him. Which isn't a long list," Sam added.
"What!? Pffft. That's not true. She helps against other ghosts."
"Name one," Tucker and Sam said at the same time.
"Last week, against Technus."
"That was with us, not Jazz," said Tucker.
"Uh… about three days ago, against Skulker."
"Yeah, she showed up at the last second to give you another Thermos when you already had one on you," said Sam.
"Jeez, guys, give me a break here. Well, there was the time-"
"Desiree was with me," said Sam.
"Lunch Lady Ghost was with me," said Tucker.
"But-"
"And the three times with Vlad in the past few months have been with us."
Danny sighed in defeat.
"Alright! Alright! I get it! Fine. I'll take her out on patrol with me tonight and you guys can have the night off."
"I could work with that," said Tucker, "A night off would be a nice change."
"A good night's rest for once…" Sam pondered, "I guess one night couldn't hurt."
"There, see? Problem solved," said Danny.
Tucker and Sam weren't so sure at first but shrugged it off.
"So, what should we do today? We still have a few weeks until we start our junior year, so we better enjoy the time we have left," said Danny.
Sam's face brightened up and she pulled out a museum brochure.
"There's a wax figure exhibit that will be in Amity Park for the next week. Why don't we head over and check it out!" she suggested, "I heard they'll have at least 40 different figures of famous people and groups."
Her best friends didn't seem as excited as her.
"Well, no offense, Sam," said Tucker, "But I really don't see the point of looking at statues of celebrities made of wax. I mean, that's like the last place I'd want to be."
"And what kind of place would that be?" Sam asked, slightly annoyed.
"One with no technology."
Sam scoffed as she rolled her eyes.
"What about you, Danny?" she asked, "I know you don't have any plans. Wanna go?"
"Well…"
"They have an exhibit on Neil Armstrong. In full space attire," she said convincingly.
Danny could hold back a smile.
"Alright, you've got me," he admitted, "I guess checking out a wax museum might be interesting."
Tucker shook his head.
"Dude, you will snap at anything involved with space."
"Aw, come on, Tucker. Who knows, maybe you'll find something interesting there," said Danny.
"Uh huh… sure."
As Danny finished his drink, he noticed Tucker giving a look.
"What?"
Tucker jerked his head towards Sam, who was too busy reading the brochure to pay any attention to their conversation. Danny raised an eyebrow.
"What?"
"Dude, come on. You can't be that clueless."
Danny turned away, slightly blushing.
"I have no idea what you're talking about, Tucker."
Tucker sighed and got up.
"I gotta take care of business. I'll be right back."
Tucker winked at Danny as he left to use the restroom, leaving him and Sam alone. Sam looked up and noticed Danny looking slightly uncomfortable.
"You alright, Danny? You look nervous about something."
"What, me!? Nervous? Ha! Nothing wrong with me! Yup. Just, uh, feeling a bit hot in here."
"Danny, the AC is cranked to maximum, any colder and we'd need jackets," said Sam as she gave him a look, "Are you sure you're okay?"
Danny sighed.
"Actually, Sam-"
Danny gasped as his ghost sense went off.
"Darn. Why now?" he muttered as he and Sam looked around to see where the ghost was.
"Do you see anything?" Sam asked.
Danny shook his head. Almost a minute went by as they looked around. No sign of any ghost, or anyone screaming in terror.
"Maybe just someone flying by?" Sam asked.
"Maybe."
Tucker arrived a moment later.
"Anything happen while I was away?" he asked smugly.
Danny gave him a look.
"Danny's ghost sense went off, but nothing to see here," Sam replied.
"Is that code for something?" Tucker smirked.
Danny glared at Tucker.
"So you guys ready to go to the museum?" Sam asked them.
Danny turned in confusion.
"Huh? Oh, right! Um, yeah, sure. Come on, Tuck. Let's go."
"Wait, what1? I never said-"
"Well, let's get going," said Sam as she grabbed the two and practically dragged them out the door.
"No, wait! I don't want to-"
"Tucker, shut up. One day in a museum isn't going to kill you," Sam remarked.
The three didn't notice, but as they left the Nasty Burger, the ghost that Danny chased last night phased their blob of a head through the ceiling; their two red eyes followed the trio.
"Wax… museum…" he moaned in a watery voice as disappeared back into the ceiling.
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Jazz was laying in her bed, trying to read another of her dozens of psychology books she was studying from. She slammed it shut and tossed to the ground, letting out a sigh of defeat.
"I wish I could be more help to Danny when he's out fighting. Like Sam and Tucker."
She looked over to her dresser next to her bed where a photo of her and Danny from when they were younger was displayed next to Bearbert Einstein.
"I wish I wasn't such a goof in the field," she sighed, "Not as big as dad, thankfully."
She reached over for another of her textbooks when a loud buzzing and beeping started echoing throughout the Fenton Works. Jazz covered her ears and moaned in annoyance. She knew where the noise was coming from and marched out of her room. She made her way downstairs and entered the labs. The first thing she saw was patches of ectoplasm covering everything, including Jack and Maddie.
"What are you two up to now?" Jazz yelled over the noise.
The noise died down to a silence as Jack and Maddie turned toward their irritated daughter. Jack had a grin that stretched from ear to ear as he revealed the new device he and Maddie had been working on the past week.
"Jazzerincess, I'm glad you asked," said Jack as he dramatically held up the device, "This is the Fenton Ghost Chiller. It fires an ectoplasmic resin that freezes any ghost in place that it hits! The resin instantly solidifies and freezes the moment it makes contract with a ghost."
The Chiller appeared to be a modified Fenton Foamer*, but it was about three-quarters the size and the end of the gun was spherical instead of cylindrical. At the other end of the weapon, there was a tank filled with icy-blue colored resin. Jazz's interest was piqued.
"Okay, but why is the thing SO LOUD!?"
"That's because the resin must be constantly stirred inside the Chiller," Maddie explained, "Otherwise, the resin will harden and clog the device."
"Took us two days to solve that problem," said Jack, "But thanks to your mother's brilliant mind, she managed to do it! Now, we can freeze any ectoplasmic entity that comes out way. Like this!"
Jack aimed the weapon at a patch of green on the wall.
"Uh, dad?" Jazz asked nervously, lifting a finger, "I don't think that's a good-"
Too late, Jack fired the Chiller at the wall. A blob of blue resin flew through the air towards the ectoplasm. Of course, being Jack Fenton, his aim was not true and hit a foot above the intended target. The resin bounced off the wall and flew directly at Jack's head. The projectile slammed right into Jack's face and began to freeze the ectoplasm that was stuck in his hair. A second later, Jack's hair was spiking out everywhere, trapped in icicles.
"Ha!" Jack exclaimed, oblivious to his goof up and standing proudly, "Works like a charm! I love new ghost devices!"
Jazz just facepalmed and shook her head in disbelief.
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At the wax museum, Danny, Sam, and Tucker were wandering around and looking at the wax figures.
"I've got to say, Sam," said Danny as he examined a wax figure holding a candle stick, "I was a bit skeptical about this at first. But this place is quite interesting."
"That's a bit unexpected, even from you, Danny," she replied.
"Well, the place does seem to be a bit creepy," he admitted, "and even though I haven't seen the Armstrong exhibit, I really do find it interesting."
"I'm with Danny on the creepy part," said Tucker as he diverted from the two to check out a particular exhibit.
Danny noticed a wax exhibit for the heavy metal band. It was no Dumpty Humpty, but Sam would still like it, maybe.
"Let's check this exhibit out," he told her and the two walked over to it.
Sam took one look at it and turned to Danny.
"You didn't show this to me just because I'm goth, did you?"
"Of course not," said Danny, "I've seen their albums in your room."
"Really?" Sam replied, somewhat surprised, "I didn't know you actually paid attention to what I listen to."
"I did give you one of their albums for your birthday back in the sixth grade."
Sam tapped her chin, remembering the gift.
"I thought you forgot about that," she said, slightly blushing.
"Why? Is it weird that I remembered?" he asked, slightly feeling awkward.
"No, not at all," said Sam, "It's actually kind of… sweet."
"I'm sorry, what?" Danny asked, not catching the last part of Sam's answer.
"Uh, nothing. Just saying that it's not weird," she said before glancing over at Tucker, "But I don't think anything would be weirder than that."
Danny looked over at Tucker and saw him flirting with a wax figure of Angelina Jolie.
"So… you doing anything later?" Tucker asked the statue.
"Tucker?"
Tucker's face showed the awkwardness as he slowly turned and saw Danny and Sam standing next to him, not sure how to react to his behavior.
"Uh… I can explain."
"Oh, can you?" Sam asked.
Before Tucker could futilely defend himself, Danny gasped, and a ghostly mist escaped from his mouth. Suddenly, museum visitors began running and screaming from one of the rooms of the museum. The trio rushed inside and saw what could only be described as Danny's father if he just two large marshmallows with large arms and legs, red triangular eyes, and skin made of green wax. On top of the ghost's head was a wick and a small green ghostly flame.
"That's the same ghost from last night!" Danny exclaimed.
"He's a bit bigger than you made him out to be, Danny," Tucker noted.
"Now that you mention it, he does look bigger," said Danny, "Doesn't matter. Cover me!"
Danny hid behind Tucker and Sam and a white light flashed behind them. A second later, Danny Phantom hovered above them and flew towards the ghost. As the ghost lurched around the room, Danny stopped a few feet away from it.
"Hey, don't you know there's an entry fee to enter the museum?!" Danny quipped.
The ghost turned to face the half-ghost teenager.
"Phan… tom…" the ghost moaned in a watery voice as a green flame on his head began to burn stronger and larger.
The ghost held his hands above his body and formed a blob of ectoplasm in each. He heaved them at Danny. The hero flew towards the ghost, dodging the projectiles with ease. The ghost kept throwing the orbs at Danny, but not one hit the evading hero. Danny pulled his arm back and threw a fist into the ghost's face.
*SPLORT*
"Huh?"
Danny's right fist had sunk into the ghost's face and it was now stuck inside, like glue. The ghost's eyes slid from within the indentation and glared at Danny.
"Uh oh…"
The ghost grabbed Danny by his torso, released his hand, and heaved him across the room. Danny screamed through the air and crashed into two wax figures. One of the them was the Neil Armstrong figure. Danny sat up, slightly dazed. Tucker was standing nearby, chuckling.
"Dude, you seriously need to-"
"Remember to go intangible," Danny finished, annoyed, "I know, thanks for the reminder."
"Not helping, Tucker!" Sam scowled.
Danny turned back to the ghost as it bellowed into the air and began to grow larger, now twice Danny's height.
"Tucker, Sam! Get to someplace safe!" Danny told them as he got back to his feet to face his foe once more.
Tucker and Sam turned and ran to a safe distance to watch the fight. Danny flew back up into the air and the two combatants stared at each other.
"So," said the ghost, now able to speak clearly, "you are the famed half-ghost I've heard so many stories about. How anticlimactic."
"Sorry to disappoint you, hothead," Danny retorted, "Why don't you crawl back to whatever ghost portal you came out of and get back to performing your job as a ghostly torch?"
"Who are you calling a 'hothead', child!" the ghost asked in anger, "I am Wick, the Ghost of Wax!"
"Seriously?" Danny asked, deadpanning, "You sound as boring as the Box Ghost."
Wick glared at the teenager before opening his mouth. A ball of green fire began of form and get larger inside. The wax ghost released a ghost ray imbued with green flames.
"Whoa!" Danny exclaimed as he flew out of the way.
"Sam? You've got a Thermos on you, right?" Tucker asked her.
The two were hiding behind the wall that led to the room, each on opposite ends.
"Me!? I thought you had it!" Sam exclaimed.
They blinked a couple of times as they processed the situation they were now in.
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Jazz and Maddie were having a quiet lunch in the kitchen, talking about Jazz leaving for college soon, with the TV on in the background. Jazz was excited to leave, but she was also a little sad about it.
"Just think of all the new people you'll meet, sweetie!" Maddie exclaimed, "And, who knows? Maybe you'll meet the love of your life there, too! I know I did."
"And so did I!" Jack exclaimed, who poked his head into the kitchen, revealing the progress made on him deicing his hair, which was only halfway complete, before disappearing back downstairs.
"Hmm… maybe," Jazz replied, staring into space.
Maddie raised an eyebrow as she removed her goggles and hood.
"Jazz, is something wrong, dear?" she asked with concern, "Are you nervous about leaving?"
Jazz turned to her mother.
"No, not really. It will be nice to finally be an independent adult, away from the craziness that happens around here."
"Jazz…"
"Alright, fine. I've been feeling a little down lately. I've wanted to spend some time with Danny and hang out before I leave. Like we did when we were little. But he's always busy, either with Tucker and Sam or-"
Jazz stopped herself before she revealed Danny's secret by accident.
"Or what?"
"Uh, I meant either with Tucker or Sam… or both."
Their conversation was interrupted by a news report.
"This is Tiffany Snow, with Action News, and this is the Ghost Emergency Broadcasting System. Reports are pouring in about a giant ghost attacking the wax museum here in Amity Park."
"Ghost?" Jack asked, poking his head back in the kitchen, "Did someone mention a ghost attack!?"
"Reports claim that the town hero, Danny Phantom, is battling the ghost as we speak, but appears to be having trouble handling the ghost. Here's Lance Thunder with the Ghost Weather!"
The camera changed to Lance standing before the wax museum, where green lights flashed from within. Danny is thrown through a wall, but immediately got back up and flew back inside the museum.
"As you can see, Phantom is being tossed around, trying to defeat this new ghost."
*CRASH*
Wick could be seen rocketing up in the air from a lucky hit from Danny. A few dozen feet In the air, Wick shook his head and glared down at an approaching Danny Phantom. Wick used both his hands to make a massive ball of wax and heaved it at Danny. The orb slammed into Danny and sent him crashing through the museum roof; ectoplasmic wax flew everywhere.
"All citizens are to keep a safe distance away from the wax museum and-"
*SPLAT*
Lance and the camera get coated in wax.
"NO! NOT THE HAIR!"
Jazz nervously turned to her parents.
"The ghost-kid!" Jack exclaimed, holding up the Ghost Chiller, "Maddie, get the RV ready! Now's our chance to catch that ghost!"
Jazz watched as her parents hurried out the door to capture Danny. In the RV**, Jack and Maddie got themselves seated and readied the RV weapons. They were surprised when Jazz opened the door and entered the RV.
"Jazz what are you-"
"This might be my last chance to hunt ghosts before I leave," she said, "Might as well take this chance to do something with my parents."
Jack and Maddie gave each other a look and shrugged before Jack floored it.
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Danny dodged another ball of wax thrown at him and fired multiple ghost rays at Wick. Each attack hit Wick, but they might as well have been wet tissue paper; it did nothing.
"I don't get it," Danny muttered, "It's as thought my attacks aren't damaging him. And the longer I fight him, the bigger he seems to be getting."
Wick launched another fireball from his mouth at Danny. Learning from his mistakes, Danny went intangible and the flaming projectile phased through him, leaving Danny unscathed.
"Alright," Danny growled as he went tangible, "time to fight fire with ice."
Danny's eyes turned icy-blue and he fired a cryo-ghost ray at Wick. The attack hit Wick's right shoulder and encased the area in ice.
"Yes!" Danny exclaimed, "It's working!"
Wick looked down at the ice and, with a simple shrug, broke free from the ice.
"Or maybe not. But it does seem to slow him down."
Danny fired cryo-ghost rays from both hands, this time not relenting. Wick tried to approach Danny, but the ice encasing him was spreading fast.
"Come on… come on…" Danny moaned, straining against the energy draining from his body.
Wick reached in vain into the air before becoming fully encased in ice and froze in place. Danny stopped firing his ghost rays and sighed in relief.
"Well… that was quite the workout," he joked as he approached the frozen ghost, "Tucker! Sam!"
His friends poked their heads from the entryway, their faces full of guilt.
"Introduce this statue to the Fenton Thermos!"
Tucker and Sam gave each other a nervous look.
"Uh, Danny? We, uh… we don't have one," Tucker admitted.
Danny's smile fell and he blinked a couple of times.
"Wait, what?"
"We don't have a Thermos," Sam repeated, biting her lower lip.
"Well, we should be safe for now. As long as he remains- URK!"
"Danny!" Tucker and Sam exclaimed.
Wick managed to free himself from the ice when no one was looking and grabbed Danny by the neck, lifting him in the air.
"Enough games!" Wick yelled, "I will not be defeated by a mere child!"
Danny lifted his hands to blast Wick with a cryo-ghost ray, but Wick launched a ball of wax and covered Danny's hands with wax, preventing Danny from attacking. Tucker looked around for something to help Danny.
"Not so powerful without your ice powers, are you?" Wick taunted.
Danny responded with a blast from his cryo-eye beams into Wick's eyes. Wick groaned in pain before slamming Danny into the ground. Danny tried to get back up, but Wick placed a foot on his back, covering him in wax. He tried to struggle free, but it was practically impossible.
"It's no use, Phantom! No one can escape my body of wax! And once I've trapped you inside my body, trapping you forever inside, I will unleash an army of wax minions and take over the world!"
"Man," Danny moaned, "what is it with ghosts and taking over the world?"
"Hey! Tall, green, and ugly!"
"Huh?" Wick exclaimed as he turned to the direction the voice came from.
*SPLORT*
Wick went cross-eyed, staring at an arm of the Neil Armstrong wax figure embedded in his face. Tucker raised his arms in victory.
"Tucker, why would you do that!?" Sam shouted.
"What? I'm trying to help Danny!"
Sam facepalmed.
"The ghost is made of wax. You just threw a wax arm at him."
Tucker looked up at Wick and saw the wax figurine's arm getting absorbed into the ghost's body, causing him to grow slightly larger.
"Oops."
"Uh, guys?" Danny called out, "A little help!?"
Tucker and Sam turned to Danny, who was now up to his chest in wax. They tried to rush over to his side, but Wick launched a couple of blobs at wax at them, gluing their feet to the ground. They tried to pull free, but it was no use. Danny had no way of escaping!
"Danny!" Sam cried out.
*CRASH*
Something came crashing into the museum. The dust settled as Jack and Maddie exited the Fenton RV.
"Jack!" Maddie exclaimed, "There they are! Blast them with the Ghost Chiller!"
Jack look to where his wife was pointing and saw the huge wax ghost and the ghost-boy he and Maddie have spent nearly two years trying to capture or destroy.
"Don't worry, kids!" Jack shouted as he aimed the Chiller directly at Danny, "We'll handle these two ghosts and free you two in no time!"
Jazz peaked out of the RV and gasped. Her brother was being engulfed by a monstrous ghost and her parents were about to capture him and do God knows what to him in their lab. As Jack prepared to fire the weapon, Jazz "tripped" over herself and bumped into him.
"Oops."
Jack pulled the trigger just as Jazz knocked into him, causing him to aim the Chiller at a higher angle. The blue resin flew through the air towards Wick's head. Instead of hitting the ghost, it hit the green flame on his head, instantly extinguishing it. Wick's eyes widened in fear.
"NO! MY LIGHT!" he screamed.
Suddenly, Wick's leg became covered in ice before being shattered into pieces and Danny jumped away from the ghost, landing on the ground. Wick looked down at his slightly smaller leg. A second later, wax slowly oozed from his torso and reformed the damaged leg.
"Rrrrggghhh!" Wick graoned, "This isn't over, Phantom! You haven't seen the last of me!"
With that, Wick went intangible and disappeared into the floor. As soon as he was gone, the wax trapping Tucker and Sam also vanished, freeing their feet. Danny got up onto one knee and looked up.
"Oh, great," he moaned when he noticed Jack and Maddie standing over him and the Ghost Chiller pointed directly at his head.
"We've got you know, ghost!" Maddie said with venom.
"Any last-"
Before Jack could finish his question, a white beam hit Danny in the chest and began to pull him away. He yelled as he was trapped inside the Fenton Thermos Jazz was holding.
"Gotcha!" she said victoriously as she slammed the cap on.
Jack and Maddie stared at her in disbelief.
"I did it! I caught a ghost!" Jazz squeeled as she "accidentally" tripped over herself again and dropped the Thermos.
It hit the ground at the perfect angle and activated, releasing Danny Phantom from the storage device. Laying on the ground, he looked around confused. Jazz glanced over and winked at him. Danny gave her a small smile as he turned invisible.
"No!" Jack exclaimed, running over to the Thermos and picking it up, "Darn. We almost had that ghost-boy."
Jazz put on her sad eyes and hugged her father.
"I'm sorry, dad. I was just trying to help."
She glanced over to Tucker and Sam, where she saw the flash of white light, followed by her brother appearing between his friends.
"Aw, it's alright, princess," Jack said, trying to comfort her and putting an arm around her shoulders, "You did just fine. I'm not mad. But mark my words, ghost-kid! I will capture one day!"
Maddie made her way over to Danny, Tucker, and Sam.
"I'm glad you three are okay. I didn't know you were interested in wax museums, Danny."
"Neither did I, until Sam invited us to join her and visit."
"More like dragged us," Tucker interjected, earning him a kick in the shins from Sam.
"Well, you three have seen enough ghosts for one day. Why don't you all head on home in case those vile ghosts decide to return."
"Yeah," Danny yawned, "Sure thing, mom."
Tucker and Sam gave him a concerned look.
"You okay, Danny? You're looking a bit wiped out," said Tucker.
"I'll walk them home, mom," said Jazz as she approached the group, "Spend a little quality time with my little brother."
"Aw, Jazz, that's so sweet," said Madde, "You kids don't mind, do you?"
"Uh, no offense, Mrs. Fenton," said Sam, "but we're not kids anymore. But we don't mind Jazz tagging along. Right, guys?"
"I'm fine with it," Tucker replied, "Danny?"
The half-ghost was becoming very groggy.
"Danny?"
"Hm? Oh, sure, that's *yawn* fine."
"Oh, wow, look at the time," Jazz said nonchalantly, "It's getting late. We should get you three to your homes before it gets too late."
Before the other members of Team Phantom could argue, Jazz started pushing them out of the partially destroyed museum to avoid any further complications. Maddie walked over to Jack, who was wiping some wax off the Chiller. He examined it close to his eye and accidentally fired it, freezing his hair again.
"Yup, still works!"
Outside, the others noticed Danny was practically moving like a slug. As soon as they were out of sight of anyone, Danny stopped.
"Danny? What's wrong?" Jazz asked.
Before Danny could answer, everything went black.
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Danny woke up with a start and found himself laying in his bed.
"Whoa, easy, little brother," said Jazz, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Where…?"
"We brought you home," said Tucker, "You just lost consciousness not even a minute after we left the museum."
Danny looked around to confirm where he was. He looked outside and saw that the sun was setting and noticed Sam was also by his bedside.
"How long was I out?"
"Only a couple of hours," Sam replied, "How are you feeling, Danny?"
"I'm fine. That last battle really took a toll on me. I felt like I had used almost all my energy."
Sam sighed in relief.
"Well, I'm glad you're fine."
"Yeah, you sure are," Tucker smirked, causing Sam to slightly blush.
"I don't understand; how come none of my attacks even scratch that ghost?"
"Well, you did free yourself using your ice powers," Sam pointed out.
"Yeah, but Wick was able to repair his own body. And my ice powers could only slow him down."
Jazz looked at Danny's hands and saw something foreign on them.
"Danny, what is that on your hands?"
"Huh?"
Danny looked down and saw some green stuff on his hands.
"Were you bleeding ectoplasm!?"
He wiped it off with his thumb and rubbed it between his finger.
"It's… wax?"
"Wax?" Jazz asked, "The same stuff Wick was made out of?"
"Yeah," Danny replied, brushing the wax off his hands and onto the floor.
Suddenly, the tiny pile of wax began to shake and form into a tiny version of Wick. It jumped up and tried to attack Tucker, causing him to shriek. Danny and Jazz's quick reflexes allowed them to stun the ghost midair with a normal ghost ray, pull out a Fenton Thermos, and capture the small wax goon before it could do anything.
"Do you always have one of those on you?" Danny asked his sister, raising an eyebrow as she secured the Thermos.
"Never hurts to be prepared for anything."
"That's strange," said Sam.
"What, Tucker shrieking like a little girl?" Danny quipped.
"Hey!"
"No. That small ghost. You were able to hurt it with your normal ghost ray."
"Your right," said Danny, "It looked just like Wick, but it couldn't withstand a blast. Hmm."
"What are you thinking, Danny?" Tucker asked.
"I think I'm starting to understand what Wick is up to. Tucker, see if there have been any break-ins at wax museums recently."
Tucker pulled out his PDA and searched online.
"Yeah, there have been 3 wax museums that had been broken into in the past month alone across the globe. The only thing found was… green puddles of wax?"
"So he is using the wax figures to make himself bigger and stronger!" Sam exclaimed, "That would explain why Wick got larger when Tucker threw that wax arm at him."
"I think it's worse than that, Sam."
"What do you mean, Danny?"
He got from his bed and stared out the window.
"When I was battling Wick, he didn't even once try to dodge any of my attacks. It was as if he wanted to get hit by my ghost rays. And every time one did hit him, they didn't deflect off his body or even stun him. I think he was actually absorbing the energy from my ghost rays to make himself stronger!"
Not a moment too soon, a bright green light flashed in the distance. The others rushed beside Danny and looked into the distance as the light died down.
"Jazz? Where are our parents?"
Jazz gulped.
"They're still at the museum.'
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Jack blasted goon after goon with the Ghost Chiller and Maddie sent every one she shot with the Fenton Bazookainto the Ghost Zone. But for every "mini-Wick" they defeated, 5 more would take its place. But that didn't stop the Fentons from fighting.
"Ha-ha! Take this, ghost!" Jack exclaimed as he froze another goon in place.
"Jack, they're coming from the central room of the museum!" Maddie called out as she batted a goon into another with the bazooka.
"I can't reach it from here! There are too many!"
"I'm having the same problem as well!" she called back, "Not that not enjoying the beating I'm giving."
Outside, Danny, in his ghost form, landed before the entrance of the green light emitting museum as Jazz pulled up in her car and exited it with Tucker and Sam. Everyone had a Fenton Phone on.
"So, what's the plan?" Tucker asked.
Danny turned around.
"Alright, here's what we do," he said as he handed Sam a Fenton Wrist Ray, "Tucker, you will hack into the buildings electrical system and turn all the lights off on my command. Once you do that, me and Sam will go in and rescue my parents from Wick's goons."
"How will you deal with Wick?" Sam asked as she slipped the device on her wrist.
Danny rubbed the back of his head and chuckled.
"I, uh, haven't really thought that far yet."
"Wonderful," Sam deadpanned.
"What can I do, Danny?" Jazz asked.
"Jazz, I need you to get inside the RV," he said, pointing a thumb towards the vehicle that was parked a few feet from the museum entrance," Knowing dad, he almost definitely left the doors unlocked. I need you to be ready in case Wick or his goons are too much for me to handle alone."
"Got it."
"Hold on, Danny," said Sam, "Why only you and Jazz? My wrist ray can-"
Danny raised an eyebrow.
"Riiight… Wick would just absorb the attack."
"Alright, let's get to work!"
Back inside the museum, Jack and Maddie were now back-to-back and surrounded by dozens of Wick's goons. As the wax ghosts closed in on them, the lights suddenly went out. Before Jack and Maddie could react, green energy rays came flying out of nowhere, emitting short bursts of light in the room and hitting the goons, turning them into puddles of ghostly green wax. Moments later, the firing ceased, and the lights turned back on. Jack and Maddie looked around and noticed the puddles of wax.
"Man, we're good," Jack said stoically, "No ghost is too much for Jack Fenton!"
Danny and Sam peaked inside the room to see the result of their work.
"Alright, my parents are safe. Tucker, meet us in the room where I first fought Wick."
"On my way."
A minute later, the three were together at the entryway to the room.
"Tucker, why are the lights still off in this room?" Sam asked.
"I don't know," he replied, looking at his PDA, "maybe they disconnected the power to this room for repairs?"
Danny held up a hand and began to illuminate the room with an orb of light he created using his photokinesis***. The light illuminated the room a little, but not entirely. Danny slowly looked around, Sam and Tucker following close behind.
*SPLORT*
"Eww, did I just step in another mess from Cujo?" Sam asked, looking disgusted.
Danny and Tucker looked down.
"No, it's wax," said Danny.
"Phew," Sam sighed, "Good. I'd hate to throw out these boots."
"Uh, guys? Is it just me, or is the puddle of wax moving?" Tucker asked nervously.
Danny and Sam looked and saw that the wax was moving. It oozed away from the group, towards the darkness. They followed it silently for a few seconds. Danny stopped before a wall.
"Hm… where did it go?" he pondered, "It just melted into the wall."
"Uh… Danny?" Tucker asked.
He turned around and saw Tucker and Sam looking up in terror.
"Up there," Sam said nervously, pointing up.
Danny looked up and saw an enormous Wick glaring down upon them.
"Tucker. Sam," Danny said as his fists began to glow blue.
Wick slammed his giant fists down onto the trio. Danny held up his hands and protected them with a cryo-ghost shield. He took the moment to grab Tucker and Sam, go intangible, and fly them out of the room.
"Get to the RV!" he told his friends before flying back to engage Wick.
Wick opened his mouth and unleashed a massive fireball at Danny. Watching the projectile rushing towards him, Danny surrounded himself in another cryo-shield. The fire collided with the ice and created a small explosion. Danny wasn't hurt, but the force sent him flying into the ground, hard. Danny lifted himself back up and noticed Sam and Tucker hadn't left yet.
"Why are you guys still here!? RUN!" he shouted at them before dodging another fireball.
Outside, Jazz was sitting in the driver's seat of the Fenton RV, resting her arms and head against the steering wheel and thinking back about all the events that had happened over the last couple of years; the first time she saw Danny Phantom, discovering her brother's secret, the CAT test and telling Danny the truth, and all the times she's helped, or tried to help, Danny fight against ghosts.
"I'm going to miss this," she sighed, "Just a few more weeks before I leave for college."
The RV door opened, surprising not only Jazz, but Jack and Maddie as well.
"Jazz? What are you doing here?" Maddie asked, "I thought you were home with Danny."
"Uh…"
Jazz tried to come up with a good excuse.
"I… wanted… to spend more time with you guys! It's part of an experiment I want to try and see how Danny would handle himself when he's home alone with no communication with friends or family."
Jack and Maddie looked at each other, confused.
"Since I'm leaving for college soon, I wanted to see how Danny would react when I'm not around. I changed my mind and decided to cut him off from the rest of the world for just a few hours."
Suddenly, Tucker and Sam came running towards them, both worried and Tucker out of breath.
"What are you two doing here?" Jack asked them, "I thought Jazz took you home."
Before they could answer, Danny Phantom came crashing through the museum wall and landed a few feet from the group. Jack blinked a couple of times before he aimed the Chiller at him.
"Eat Chiller resin, ghost!"
With quick-thinking, Jazz activated one of the RV's weapons and fired a beam of energy at Jack's feet, causing him to jump and miss Danny, again.
"Oops, sorry," she apologized with a fake smile.
The ground began to shake. Everyone turned to the museum and watched as green wax oozed out of the windows and doors of the museum. Before their eyes, the wax came together and formed a towering Wick, his flame burning harshly. The ghost roared into the air, spitting small drops of wax everywhere.
"Ew," Sam groaned, "Why couldn't he be a giant scented candle?"
Jack gritted his teeth and fired the Chiller at Wick. The blue resin bounced off the giant's body and went straight back at Jack. Covered in ectoplasm once again, the resin hit Jack and froze him place. The resin splashed onto Maddie as well and froze her in place as well. Sam frowns at the ghost and grabs the Chiller. She fired a shot a Wick's head, but she was slightly off, almost hitting the tall green flame. Wick growled in anger at the goth.
"Uh… sorry?" Sam said with a nervous smile.
Wick formed a ball of ecto-wax and threw it at her, coating her and Tucker in wax. The RV doors also got splattered with wax.
"Sam! Tucker!" Danny cried out as he got back to his feet and rushed to his friends.
The wax around his friends hardened, trapping them inside. Danny tried to freeze the wax and break it, but it proved useless. He then tried to use his intangibility to phase them out, but he couldn't even penetrate through the wax. Suddenly, he couldn't move his feet. Looking down, Danny noticed that his feet were glued to the ground with wax. A ghostly chuckle got his attention and he glared at Wick.
"Now, fool, you shall witness as I turn everyone you know into my waxy slaves!"
Danny turned and saw red eyes appearing on Sam and Tucker.
"I will raise an army and I will change the world into my own image!"
Danny shot his cryo-ghost rays at the wax at his feet, freezing it. Once fully frozen, he fired normal ghost rays at them, freeing his feet. He glared up at Wick and flew towards Wick.
"Here's my critique of your image!" he shouted as he blasted Wick in the face with a powerful cryo-ghost ray.
The blast caught Wick off guard, dazing him for a moment. Wiping the frost from his face, Wick growled at Danny and smacked him into the ground. Jazz watched as her brother landed on the ground with a thud. She was not happy about that.
"I'm not going to let anyone hurt my little brother like that!" she growled.
She looked out the RV window and saw the Chiller. She tried to open the door, but the wax had hardened and trapped her inside. Giving up on the door, she looked around at what tools she had in her hands.
*Ding*
"Of course," she said, slapping her forehead, "I'm inside the RV."
Wick marched over to the stunned Danny Phantom, who was down on one knee, trying to get back up. He looked up as Wick pulled back a fist and prepared to pound him into the ground.
"Hey! Oversized candle!"
Wick turned to the RV in time for Jazz to introduce the anti-ghost ray to his face. The blast was so strong it knocked Wick down onto his back, making a thunderous thud.
"Danny!"
The hero looked over to Jazz in time for her to introduce a Fenton Thermos to his face. Rubbing his nose, he looked over and noticed Jazz waving her hand out of the small portion of the RV window she was able to roll down. Danny smiled and aimed the Thermos at Wick. The white grapple beam erupted from the Thermos and went straight to Wick. But It did something it never has never done before; it wouldn't suck the ghost into the Thermos.
"What!?" Danny exclaimed, deactivating the Thermos, "How is this possible!?"
"Danny!" Jazz called out again, "The Chiller!"
He turned and grabbed the Chiller from Sam's frozen hands.
"Wick seems afraid of the weapon when Sam used it, even though the resin just bounced off Wick's body when dad used it. Why?" Danny pondered as he glanced over to a rising Wick, "Wait a minute… that flame. He ran off earlier when dad extinguished the flame on his head. And he got mad at Sam when she almost did the same. If I could extinguish that flame, maybe it will weaken him enough for me to capture him. But how am I going to be able to do it without Wick noticing?"
Suddenly, the RV drove up beside him.
"I'll keep him distracted, Danny," said Jazz, "You just find a way to freeze that hot-headed… uh… hothead?"
"'A' for effort, Jazz. But I'm not sure if this or my ice powers will be enough.:
"Why not try using them together?"
"Huh?"
"Remember when you told me how you got the Thermos to finally work? Maybe you can do the same thing with the Ghost Chiller!"
Danny gave her smile and nodded. Suddenly, a blob of wax rocketed into Danny, sending him flying and gluing him to a building wall. Jazz glared at Wick and fired another energy blast at him. It didn't stun him this time, brushing it off as if he was shot with a peashooter. Seeing the situation she was now in, Jazz did the fastest three-point-turn in history and floored it. The ghost began to chase after her, completely forgetting about Danny.
"What is it about this wax!?" said Danny as he went intangible and escaped through the wall, "Even my intangibility is useless against the stuff."
He let out a sigh as he phased through the building roof and became tangible.
"Okay, time to take care of Wick."
With that, Danny flew off to catch up to Jazz and Wick.
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Jazz sped through Amity Park, avoiding fireballs and blobs of wax while the RV's automatic systems attacked the chasing wax ghost. Wick made a grab for the RV, but Jazz made a hard right turn at an intersection and avoided the attack.
"Danny," Jazz moaned, "where are you?"
She looked in the rearview mirror and saw that Wick was no longer behind her. She looked down the road and sighed.
"Finally lost him."
Suddenly, she was jerked forward in her seat, held back by the seatbelts.
"What's going on!?"
She looked to her left and right and saw that the RV was now completely encased in wax and that it was glued in place. The ground began to rumble. Jazz looked in front of her and saw Wick slowly approaching her.
"How did he get in front of me!?"
Wick loomed over the RV. Jazz aimed all the weapons at the ghost, but they were coated in wax and wouldn't fire. Wick leaned over and glared at the nervous occupant.
"Any last words, human?"
"I've got one!" shouted a voice from above.
"Huh?"
Wick turned around and saw Danny Phantom, wielding the Ghost Chiller, floating half a block away. Upon seeing the half-ghost holding the weapon, Wick began to laugh.
"Ah hah hah hah! You think that little icemaker will hurt me!? That tub of lard and puny goth girl already tried and couldn't lay a scratch on me! What makes you think you will do any better!?"
Danny aimed the Chiller at Wick and began to concentrate his cryo-energy into the device. An icy-blue aura surrounded him and the Chiller as the weapon became enhanced with Danny's energy. Wick stopped laughing.
"Because this time," said Danny, presenting the enhanced Chiller with frost formed at the end of the weapon and a light blue light emitted at the tip, "it's got a little more kick to it."
The ghost of wax realized his error as Danny pulled the trigger. A beam of cryo-energy and resin shot from the device and blasted Wick in the face.
"AAAUUGGHH!" he screamed, "NOOOO!"
The weapon stopped firing, allowing Danny and Jazz to see the result. Wick's face as entirely frozen and his flame was extinguished. The ice quickly spread to the rest of Wick's body, fully coating him in ice. Danny strapped the Chiller to his back and rocketed toward Wick.
"Hey! Oversized candle!"
Wick's eyes darted toward Danny.
"Lights out!"
*WHAM*
Danny's fist shattered Wick's body into hundreds of pieces of frozen wax that rained everywhere. Danny landed beside the RV and watched as the wax that encased the vehicle begin to ooze and break off. Jazz opened the door, showing that she was okay.
"Nice work, Danny."
"Wouldn't have known what to do without you, Jazz."
A ghostly moan could be heard nearby. Danny and Jazz looked over and saw a floating candlewick nearby, trying to escape.
"Jazz?" Danny asked, tossing her the Fenton Thermos, "Would you care to do the honors?"
"My pleasure, little brother."
Jazz uncapped the Fenton Thermos and aimed it at the real Wick. The beam grappled to the ghost and began to pull him inside.
"This isn't the end, Danny Phantom! You may have won this time, but I promise you that I will return, stronger and more powerful! Just you waaaaaiiiiit!"
Jazz slapped the cap on the Thermos and handed it to Danny.
"You did great tonight, Jazz."
"Thanks, little brother."
Danny's face then went down.
"Sorry I haven't brought you along with me on patrols lately. I didn't notice it before, but you've really wanted to spend time with me, haven't you."
"Yeah," Jazz sighed, "Honestly, Danny, I'm going to miss this."
"What?"
"This. Catching ghosts, saving the day, watching you do your thing. I'm going to miss all that while I'm away at college, Danny. And I want to spend as much time helping you out as I can."
Danny gave her a small smile.
"Well, why don't I make it up to you by letting you join me on patrol for the next few nights?"
"Really?"
"Think of it as my way of apologizing."
"Then apology accepted, little brother."
The two siblings embraced and entered the RV. Danny reverted back to his human form as he buckled up.
"Come on. Let's go and pick up the others. They're probably worried about where we are," said Jazz.
"I'm ready. Let's go."
With that, Jazz stepped on the gas and headed back to the museum.
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AS soon as Jazz pulled up to the museum, she and Danny were greeted with good news; their parents, Tucker, and Sam were just fine. They were standing at the museum entrance, talking. As soon as Sam caught sight of them, she got the others' attention. As Danny and Jazz stepped out of the RV, Jack crushed them with a bear hug.
"Urk! Dad… can't… breathe…"Danny moaned.
Jack looked down and released his prisoners.
"Sorry, kids. I'm just so glad you two are safe."
"Are you two alright? We saw the two ghosts chase after Jazz, but we were trapped in the resin," Maddie explained as she approached her children, "If it weren't for Tucker and Sam, we'd still be frozen popsicles."
"By the way, Jazz," said Jack, "whatever happened to that ghost?"
"Oh, I lost him somewhere outside the city limits," Jazz lied, "I'm sure he won't be bother us again for a long time."
"Hey, dad? I think this is the new device you and mom finished earlier," Danny said as he handed his father the Ghost Chiller.
"Ah, thank goodness! I was worried I'd never see this puppy again. Well, at least it's now back in good ha- AH!"
Something bumped into the back of Jack's foot, startling him and causing him to jump back and aim the Chiller at it. It took everyone a second to see that it was just a candlestick from one of the wax figures in the museum that had rolled into his foot.
"Well, look at that," said Danny, "Jack jumped over the candlestick."
Everyone laughed at Danny's joke.
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{Notes}
* The Fenton Foamer is the weapon first seen in the episode "Fright Night".
** The RV is the Fenton Family Ghost Assault Vehicle.
*** Photokinesis is the ability to use ecto-energy to create light.
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Hey… so… this wasn't exactly a new chapter of Sonic Adventure: Downfall and Redemption. This is what I would call… another fanfic. Or that's what everyone calls it. Yeah, so, here's the deal; since my spring semester started, I've been out of my mind busy. So busy, that I had to drop one of my classes. Even with that, I'm still swamped with schoolwork. I've hardly even touched SA:D&R, but I promise that a small teaser of what will be in store for future chapters will be released later this week. Unless I already uploaded it. Or next week. LOOK I'M TRYING, DON'T JUDGE ME!
In any case, in case you haven't noticed, this was a Danny Phantom fanfic. Fun fact, my penname is just ironic, when I made this account, I had no intentions of writing a Danny Phantom fanfic. Then I watched all the episodes again. Listen, a 30-minute break every day is not enough time for a story like Downfall and Redemption, that requires more time each sitting.
So, long story short, I decided I will make a DP fanfic, but it will be short bursts of chapters, or episodes I'd like to call them, so I can at least be somewhat active on FFN, aside from reading other fanfics, of course.
In any case, I hope you enjoyed this episode. Like my Sonic fanfic, I have lots of stuff already planned out and listed on a word doc. If I ever have time, I'll try and upload an episode here or there, but once I'm free from college for the summer, my focus will be all on Sonic Adventure… unless I feel like it.
Like, follow, and please review! Until next time!
~ThePhantomHedgehog