AN: Now, I know what you're thinking, I'm a little old to be watching cartoons, but I'm not really! I'm still a kid (teenager, but still!), so I can watch Danny Phantom if I want to, regardless of what my mother says! So ha!
Anyhow, this idea came to me after my friend, Pickles, and I managed to watch the entire series in about two days. It mainly focuses on the life of their daughter, and how she copes with her own ghost powers, and stuff. So, yeah... And I honestly have no idea where the the heck I'm going with this...
Danny Phantom, sadly, does not belong to me. All I own is a can of Pepsi MAX and a seriously crazy imagination...
Danny Phantom – Next Generation
Preface/Prologue
You could hear the young woman's earth-shattering screams echoing halfway across the world. Or that's what it seemed like to her husband as he was standing next to the – probably uncomfortable – bed in the "birthing room" at Amity Park Hospital. As the twenty-one year old woman screeched like a banshee, her husband held her hand – he swore all the bones in it were shattered – and tried to be supportive and comforting. It was hard when his ears were ringing and his hand was throbbing almost numbly.
But, after what seemed like hours of screaming, pushing and bone-shattering, their baby was born and crying, but not screeching, which everyone was probably thankful for. The new mother fell back on the pillows limply, utterly exhausted. A nurse cleaned off the newborn infant and offered the woman her child. She grinned weakly as she accepted the tiny creature into her arms, being careful not to harm the little one.
"Congratulations." The same nurse said serenely as she scribbled something on a clipboard, smiling at the new family. "It's a girl." The tired twenty-one year old grinned at her husband, her shoulder-length black hair sticking to her sweat-drenched face.
"Told ya it'd be a girl." She said, still with a tired, but triumphant, grin. The only man in the room laughed, a bit shakily, running his un-crushed hand through his messy black hair and smiling back at her and their new daughter. She had a little tuft of black hair and bright green eyes, and she was simply adorable.
"And you always seem to be right for some reason." She laughed in response, shrugging nonchalantly and smiled all-knowingly up at him.
"Haven't you figured it out yet?" She asked, laughing again. "I'm a woman, and women are always right." She informed him calmly. The nurse – who had been watching amusedly throughout the entire conversation – laughed and shook her head, light brown ponytail swishing back and forth behind her.
"You should listen to your wife, Mr. Fenton. She is right, you know." The man glare-pouted at her jokingly, while the two women laughed and high-fived each other. After another moment, the new father laughed with them, and the baby was already laughing, simply because everyone around her was laughing. After a while the nurse asked the very important question of what the couple wanted to name their daughter. Danny and Sam looked at each other, then at the baby, still giggling cutely, then back to each other. They both smiled before turning to look at the nurse, knowing the perfect name for their child.
"Nakkita."
Yes, I did go on Google and look up a list of girl names. I found this one, and thought it would fit. It means unconquered or unconquerable in Greek (according to the site I found on Google, which I can't remember the name of). I figured it would suit the daughter of Danny and Sam.
Anyway, R&R please! It really helps my self-esteem!
PS. This is my first DP story and I really would appreciate feedback, opinions, tips, ideas, anything you have to offer! Except flames! Flames are mean and I don't like them! Thank you for your time.
PPS. Go to my profile and vote on whether or not I should bother continuing with this.
Also, you can view a picture of Baby Nakkita on my deviantART profile.