December 13, 2146, Amity Park.
It was a cold, calm night. The calmness kept around everybody in Amity, like a blanket, coaxing many to sleep, subduing the night in dark. It felt like the world had stop as there were no cars on the road and a bare person had left there homes.
But, to two people, it felt like the calm before the storm. Those two people were Penelope Fenton and Danny Fenton the third- the newly wed couple with twins on the way. To normal couples, they would be excited, today was the due date after all, but, unfortunately the Fenton's weren't normal people. Danny was descended from the original Danny Fenton. The ghost boy known, back in 1993, as the Danny Phantom, the saviour of the world.
That made Danny the third Danny Phantom.
So, why were they worried? Was it about the children, if they would be alright? Would a ghost come and kill Penelope before the kids were born? Or maybe Penelope would die after she gave birth, leaving the Halfa to tend to the children alone or the other way around? No, it was worse that any of the above.
No, it was because...
It was the day.
The day, the thirteenth Phantom would be born.