Danny Phantom Fan Fiction:

Of Ghosts and Girls

Chapter One

Even though it was a perfectly fine day outside, Danny Fenton felt a slight chill run up his spin and thus there was a blue wisp that followed. Upon that instinct his eyes darted around frantically. But to his surprise, nothing was there. In fact the only new movement was that a bus pulled up alongside the sidewalk. Having standing just a few feet from the point of the which the bus would drop its passengers, he stepped back. After a few moments of shuffling and shouting from inside the bus two of the passengers stepped out. Two young girls, most likely only in middle school, were those passengers. Both had nearly as rapid eyes as Danny had just a few seconds before. The taller of the two stared in his direction, her hair parted just for a split second for him to see two blazing gold lights.

Then the two walked away. It took him a few more seconds to realize what had happened. But he disregarded it as delusion. After all, he had been working much more frequently due to the amount of ghosts that had appeared in the past few weeks. He needed to clear his mind for a bit. So he walked all the way to Nasty Burger. Yep, that's how determined he was to rid his mind. There he met up with both Sam and Tucker to discuss, well pretty much anything.

It was only five minutes when he started to zone out of the conversation. Sam was droning off on something about Earth Day or another environment related rant. It was then, and only then, that he started to listen into other people's conversation. Naturally he would hear the one that belonged to the closest one to him. And now it was the one right behind him. Call it eavesdropping but it wasn't as if he meant to.

"I still don't know why you wanted us to come here. You told me this was an exciting place. And we've been here for about like five minutes and no meteors have fallen from the sky, no volcanoes erupted, and no you-know-whats trying to come after us!" One voice complained with a groan at the end. The other had a much more kind approach to the situation.

"I know that you wanted adventure and extreme fighting, but some of us wanted to actually enjoy our break. You know that these don't come around often so we thought that it'd be better to go to some more interesting places. Plus I heard that there is something awfully peculiar about this little place," She said, trailing off. The other actually slammed her fist on the table in excitement. "Well tell me!" The other demanded.

"I've heard from Octavia that this place is a literal hot spot for, drum roll please, ghosts!" The second voice exclaimed. There was a long silence before the other responded. "Ghosts. Ghosts. Alex, I don't think we needed to go all of the country to go see a ghost. We can go see Oc-" She was cut off by the other one. "Didn't you hear me? This is a hot spot for ghosts. And what do think ghosts come with? Ghosts hunters, Hunter!" She said, annoyed.

Now Danny returned to reality. He turned ever so slightly just to see who exactly was behind him. A wave of fear swept into his body as he saw it was not only the two girls from before, but that another ghost chill occurred but this time it was much more intense. Neither of the girls noticed the teenager peering over the booth. Either of them could be the ghost if there was one, not just his powers going crazy. So he took the time to take in their features.

The first girl, the one who was the calmer of the two, was the average size for her presumable age of twelve or so. She had choppy, uneven dark hair that went well with her slightly tan skin. It hung just under her chin. Her outfit consisted of a purple T-shirt. Her shorts were cargo shorts that were a dull blackish color. Her shoes were simple tennis shoes. And he could just make out her eyes; Two silvery gray, not the light blue that people think is gray but literally silver, orbs that stood out against her tan skin.

Then he turned his attention to the other girl. Unlike her companion, she was lankier than the average size, skinnier too. Her hair was blonde but was streaked with lighter and darker variations of the color. It was spiky at the top, swept to the side so that it didn't cover her eyes, but as it flowed down to her waist it straightened and ended with sharp 'V' shape. Her skin was so pale it almost looked deathly. She wore a light blue sweatshirt with a black lightning bolt emblem on the chest. Otherwise she wore baggy black pants and black boots. And, from the encounter earlier, he knew that her eyes were a shocking gold.

It was then, and it is a mystery why fate chose that moment, the taller girl peered over her shoulder to check to see if their order was ready. And that's when she saw Danny. Her expression became harder but she gasped as if surprised. Quickly turning back to her friend, she whispered something inaudible. The two simultaneously stood up and ran out. He could see the taller girl's scowl before she left. Another chill ran up and he finally made up his mind. After a brief goodbye to his friends, he darted for the bathroom, coming out as the city-wide phenomenon Danny Phantom.

In no more than two minutes did he find the ghost. She was another young girl, around the same age as the two from earlier. But much more destructive. Windows were shattered around the buildings, some street signs were even bent into awkward positions. Yet the girl wasn't touching anything. In fact she was singing. An almost soothing tone filled the air. The girl ghost turned towards him and fear rushed over her. "I don't think we need an encore!" He shouted, ready to aim at her, the green energy swirling around his hands.

The ghost gasped but didn't run. She had wavy blonde hair that was swept to the side. She wore a yellow jacket and a white undershirt. Her knee-length skirt was also white. She was small and even scrawny As she landed, her wispy tail (which was white as well) disappeared into two scrawny legs. Surprisingly she wore sandals. Her head turned upwards and he could see she had blazing green eyes.

Immediately he shot at her. She froze in terror at the sight of the attack. Suddenly the blast came back at him just as it was to hit her. It shocked him, sending him flying a few feet backwards. His vision focused on where the ghost had been. There wasn't just the tiny figure from earlier standing before him. There was a flash of silver and royal blue gleaming in the light. A sword had deflected the blast. But he knew the ghost wasn't holding the sword. Instead figure held the sword defensively, keeping a dark stare directly at him.

And he could see her gold eyes.