The Ghost King's Reign
Chpt 1
A Dangerous Game in Mind
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN DIDDILY SQAUT especially Danny Phantom but I think I own my OCs
The Ghost Zone
In the Farthest depths of the mysterious Ghost Zone a old being awakens. A being before the ancients. A being so old only the Ghost of time, Clockwork, can remember its name. In the depths of a very old, marble mausoleum a massive stone figure, that has truly stood the test of time, can be seen. The mausoleum is in utter ruin, its pillars now sag, if not toppled over, while those that do stand have fissures through them. Images adorn its walls walls depicting great scenes from a time one forgotten, that now too are fading with the erosion of time. Few know of its existence for few have ventured that far into the depths of the Ghost Zone. In the center is a giant stone statue in a large throne that depicts the horrifying visage of a long forgotten god. The being seemed to be huge with large horns similar to that of a ram's. Its hair was long at leas to shoulder's length. Its mighty hands looked strong and long and ended in large claws. Its torso was broad and muscular, it seemed to have only been wearing two intersecting straps across its chest that ended at a type of robe around his waist. The being's legs were massive even by the statue's standards. They were covered in a pair of pants and the robe aforementioned. Its feet were covered in a pair of boots that were laced up. Its arms were large and covered in markings of some sort. Through all that the most striking feature about the beast was its face. Forever stuck in what seemed to be a frightening scowl, the being seemed to look like he could stare anything down. But its eyes were fixed on the distance as if looking towards a future not yet seen.
Energy seemed to flow through the area and into the statue almost as if it was gaining strength. The ebb and flow of it seemed to be rhythmic almost as if it was breathing. Then all of a sudden it stopped for barely even a minute, but if someone were there it would have felt like an eternity. Then suddenly a large green pulse shot out of the statue, making the mausoleum shudder as it raced across the ghost zone knocking everything in its path back.
Elsewhere in the Ghost Zone
A small house floating elsewhere in the Ghost Zone was bustling with activity. The house was a modest two story building. Probably what anyone's childhood home looked like. It has a simple black shingled roof. On the first floor to the right of the black front door, which had a small cement path leading up to it, there was a large bay window, which had a pair of black curtains in it. To the left of the there is another small window. Upstairs on the outside of the house there are two windows on either side of the two story white house. The smaller upstairs windows had black shutters. On the right side of the house there was a red brick chimney.
The inside of the house was rather quaint. On the inside of the door there is a set of stairs rs leading to the upstairs of the house with two doorways on either side, the doorway to the left leads to the dining room, while the one to the right leads to the living room. But that which of interest to anyone who visits this domicile is the resident of this house who is currently in the living room with two guests.
Our ghost of interest looks to be a young girl, aged 17 or 18 years old, but judging from her appearance she died a much longer time ago. She has long, flaming, teal hair put into a ponytail at the top of her head held back, and has two locks of hair framing her face which look like a sharp-angled "M" with purple lipstick. She wears a black choker around her neck, a black one-shouldered tank-top exposing her midriff, one long glove that covers most of her right arm, and one black bracelet on her left arm. The girl wears a pair of what appear to be leather pants with a silver belt and skull boots. She looks pretty with her pale skin and piercing green eyes. Other than her purple lipstick the only make-up she wears is the heavy eyeliner around her eyes that extend into two crescent shapes from bellow her eyes. From the way she sits on her black leather couch to the way she dresses, even the way that seemingly charming smirk is played on her face you can tell everything about this girl screams rebel.
Next to her on the couch sits a young woman who looks to be the same age as the blue haired ghost. She has pale skin and bright red eyes that stand out on her as much as her spread out green hair that frames her face well. As for makeup she wears only light mascara that appears to be a shade of lavender and some lipstick, that is a shade darker. The young girl wear a green pendant around her neck, that matches the color of her head. As for clothes she has on a red jacket that is open with a blank tank top underneath and a purple scarf hanging loosely around her neck. She also wears a red skirt with a pair of fishnet stockings and a pair of black boots. Overall the girl looks like a greaser chick, except she seems a bit timid.
The third ghost looks to be older than the other two, perhaps middle aged. She has orange hair turned up in a 'U' shape with streaks of a lighter color of orange through it. Her skin is not pale due to her efforts to stay youthful but still she is beautiful. She wears a pair of black sunglasses over her pupil-less eyes. She wears no makeup that is foreseeable except purple eyeshadow and pink lipstick. She is wearing a red dress suit with a red skirt on and a pair of red heels. She is currently sitting in the matching black leather chair to the right of the couch. All three are currently sitting in the living room talking about a serious topic.
"So Kitty," begins the first to the second now identified as kitty, "I hear you have broken up with Johnny. Is it true?"
"Ember Mclain! How did you find that out?!" Shouts Kitty.
"Oh Kitty, dear, everyone knows. I mean the silly man has been hitting on everything with a skirt," replies the third ghost.
"Spectra, are you serious?! We just broke up last week!" Kitty shouts.
"Its true Kitty." Ember says.
Kitty sighs. "Thank you for telling me Penelope. Now he stands a zero chance of ever getting back with me. In fact if I see him again I will blow him a kiss and banish from this world!"
Both Ember and Penelope shuddered at that. Kitty's kisses were something to be feared. Not for them but for men.
"I just will have to find a new boyfriend, like you two are. Any you have your sights on?" Asks Kitty.
"None for me I am afraid I have seen not a single male worthy of me. I wonder if I will be lonely forever like Desiree..." breathes out Penelope. " Nocturne, my ex, seems to only be caught up in himself. He hardly is worth the trouble seeing as you constantly have to stroke his ego."
"I know what you mean Skulker was the same way. Except he has lost so many times to his 'greatest prey' he can't seem to actually bag anything. Let alone me." Says Ember, murmuring out the last part. "I mean he just needs to give up on Danny. I mean he will never catch him. I mean that kid has more power than all of us. I left the Ghost Zone one time and saw that one power of his. What did he Call it again? I think It was his ghostly wail or something... with it he demolished a whole bunker. My sound will never compete with that."
"Yes the young halfa is quite strong. But hold on a second, from the way you are talking it sounds like you are giving up on taking over the human world?" Asks Penelope curious as to why Ember was saying such things.
Before a slightly blushing Ember can respond Kitty interrupts her and asks, "And why are you calling him Danny? I mean usually isn't it 'dipstick' or 'Phantom'? Do you Have feelings for Danny, Ember?" Asks Kitty in a teasing tone.
A sputtering, blushing punk diva replies, "S-So what if I do?! I mean he is m-much better than anything else we have to choose from. A-also, what is this D-Danny business from you? Do you like him Kitty?"
"Of course I do. I did go on a date with him. I still have second thoughts about that time. I always wonder if I would have ended up with him would I have been happier. Though I am pretty sure he has a huge list waiting to date him including most of the females in the Ghost Zone. I know Penelope likes him." Kitty says with a huge grin on her face.
"Of course I do. The young boy has much to offer and that misery of his is so tasty! Alas I know for a fact where I stand in competition for that boy's heart. I mean since the young goth broke up with him, all the male ghosts have a betting pool going about the boy's love life. Last thing I heard I was in fifth behind Desiree at fourth, Kitty in third, the goth in second and you in first if you do figure out your repressed feelings for him." Spectra says with a smirk.
"I AM NOT IN LOVE WITH THE DIPSTICK!" Shouts Ember her flaming hair exploding out of control and her formerly green eyes turning red.
"Cool down, Ember. We are just saying..." Kitty says holding back a set of giggles at her friend's denial. "But I am serious about us finding new-" Before she can finish her sentence a wave of green energy blasts through the house effectively knocking all three of them out of their seats.
"W-What was-" once again they are cut off as another large burst rips through the house. "I swear if whoever is doing this does not stop I am going to blast 'em to kingdom come!"
"Quick girls lets get outside and see who it is." Penelope says as another burst passes them. Scrambling outside as the last pulse hits them they see in the distance a bright light that seems to draw everything in, seeming only to get brighter, and then as if it never was there the light vanishes.
"Okay, what was that?"
Back at the Mausoleum
After the first pulse Clockwork teleported to the mausoleum. Taking in as much information as he could as the being in question was outside his power. After the fourth pulse all was quiet. Then the glowing statue seemed to swell and explode dimming the light in the area considerably. He force of the explosion destroys the temple, crumpling it to ruins. In its place stands a figure where the statue once sat glowing. Slowly as the light dims its appearance can be made out. Standing there now was a ghost standing over six feet tall. He -if it it was a he- was dressed in a fine Victorian black suit with a long black over coat over him. His suit was a dark, dark color almost closer to coal than anything with only a ash gray vest as a contrast. He was covered in black from his top hat to his black dress shoes. In his hand he seemed to have a cane made from a sleek shiny black wood, with a stark contrast of a bright blood red ruby in place of a silver base at the top of the handle. But what truly drew in all attention was the mask inlaid in a black as night hood atop his head. The mask was pure white and was in the form of the theatrical mask of comedy. His countenance appeared frightening but it was his voice that ingrained terror.
"Hello, Clockwork..." The ghost spoke softly, seeming to drawl everything out, but in the way it spoke sent chills down the back of your spine. "I see much has changed from my last awakening..."
"Indeed it has Omnipotent one," Clockwork says trying not to offend the being in front of him. "May I ask what has stirred your slumber?"
"Please Clockwork, call me Master Control, and yes you may." The now identified Master Control pauses seeming to sort through his thoughts, "I have found someone worthy of my knowledge in this era... I intend to meet him soon. I believe he resides in the human world, yes? But first I will have to test him. From the knowledge I have processed from everyone in the Ghost Zone -as you call it now- I believe Pariah Dark would make for a good trial... of course I will remove most of his power but still he should serve my purposes..."
"If I may Master Control, if I am correct in who you have in mind do you think he would survive such a fight?" Clockwork asks worrying over someone.
"No but it will be necessary for him to grow and take his future handle." Master control says before vanishing.
'Oh no, I must warn Danny before it is to late as it seems Master Control has a dark game in mind for him.' Clockwork teleports to Amity Park to find the young halfa and perhaps save the world.
Author's note:
So yeah I have so been wanting to write this. I just had to. But However I had to put off seemingly all like 4 other stories to do it. I have to push back my Storm God release till possibly next month and drop one I plan to do. But in other news I will be extending my competition on the Storm God and have made a poll for it. Next story in the foreseeable future will be a PJO story which I am currently typing. Sorry BK if you see this I have to push back writing the Pirate Queen's Shadow. I have also discovered I like the Backstreet boys due to a certain movie. I plan on bringing them back. Lastly I guess is the usual Favorite and Review.
-the Czar
Edit:
Hmm... I went over it and corrected a few mistakes I am currently finishing the second chapter. I had to re-watch reign storm to remember how Pariah Dark acts. I think the next chapter is a bit longer than this one. Also in other news I find I have a new strange fascination with a pairing... it's called Bellice I will not go into details because it is embarrassing for someone like me to like it... and I still intend to bring them back!
-The czar