Well it's the first time I wrote and published a fan fiction, I have been reading for a few years and this idea popped in my head last night and I went with it, Pleaser review and give me some feedback about the good and the bad. And any mistakes I didn't see English isn't my first language so there might be a few.
And I don't own Danny Phantom.
Danny Fenton was an ordinary kid, well mostly ordinary.
"So you are after my prey again young hunter, I was tracking it first it is mine!"
Said the metal suit as he charged towards a boy wearing a white and black hazmat suit carrying a rectangular glowing gun, it was silver colored and had green stripes.
"You know my city is off limits Skulker, and this is not a game"
The boy fired at the hulking armor as he jumped out of the way, he had just taken on a weird giant mantis ghost and was low on ammo. The gun ripped through the more delicate devices on the armor, he had to act fast if he wanted to capture the ghost. Before he could react the ghost raised his right arm towards him and closed his fist, the entire hand detached itself from the armor and rammed into Danny's chest throwing him on a tree.
"You should have let me have that one kid"
The ghost raised his left arm and aimed at the boy, a small rocket appeared from his gauntlet it sparked but didn't fire, the ghost looked at the jammed weapon angrily and said:
"You…"
Before the ghost could give the boy a piece of his mind the rocket was shot by a smaller gun the boy had pulled from his belt, as it exploded the ghost hunter was thrown back missing now a his right hand and left arm. Before he could do anything else the boy pointed a thermos at him removed the lid and sucked him in with a blinding light. Now with the thermos closed he stood up groaning clutching his chest panting heavily, he bend down and picked the metal fist and turned back, another night of ghost hunting like so many others over the last year since he realized that his parents could make ghost weapons but couldn't hunt ghosts very well, he walked back home, he sneaked into the lab after checking if the was anyone awake in the house and dumped the ghosts in the Ghost Zone, hopefully they would not come back this week, he went to bed and passed out.
He is a ghost hunter; he protected those important to him and had made several enemies already, ghosts and humans alike. But other than that he is a normal kid and he had forgotten about one little detail…
He was running, he couldn't stop, and his fate was at stake. He was almost there as he reached the door and went to his seat, he was safe. The door swung open again and a middle aged man walked in took a look a Danny and let out a small smile.
Danny had overslept after the fight on the previous night he forgot to set his alarm clock to wake him up, had he came in late again this month Mr. Lancer would have put him on detention. He took a look around and realized that one student was nowhere to be seen, Sam was nowhere to be seen, again.
"So Miss Manson is absent again, it's the third day in a row, do any of you know the reason"
Mr. Lancer asked the class, no one seemed to know anything he then turned to the blackboard and begun his class.
Danny remembered when he was friends with her; he had lost the time to spend with his friends since he started hunting ghosts, he Sam and Tucker were best friends but since the freshman year, Danny didn't want to involve them in the hunting so he had to distance himself from them so they would be safe. He hoped he made the right decision.
Meanwhile in the attic of the Manson mansion Samantha was gathering certain things, her parents were traveling so they wouldn't mind that she missed class and the people in the house would not speak anything as long as they didn't see her during school hours in the house. She had drawn the circle and the symbols, gathered the crystals and plants necessary and had brought the tome, she found it in a circus that had been abandoned because the ringmaster had vanished, and she found the book under a trap door as she explored the place.
It had everything she ever wanted to know about the supernatural and it was all real, she already knew about ghost because of her ex friend, and now she could summon one if she wanted to. She had prepared everything perfectly at midnight she would summon a ghost.
She had a special artifact she was working on that was able to control them so she could handle anything the spell brought to her. But little did she know the spell was not created to summon ghosts it was adapted to do so, its original purpose was to bring being from other worlds to earth and she didn't know what she was dealing with.
The Ghost Zone was a big place, dangerous too and Danny knew it, as he flew around he felt uneasy, he was warned that he should stay alert because of the random portals that appeared in the area. He had his powers for a year and half, his friends and sister helped him and he was a hero but his parents didn't know that, they were ghost hunters and he was one of the ghosts they wanted to capture the most. He took a look at his watch and alarmed exclaimed:
"It's almost midnight already, I have to get back!"
He turned intending to return home but he couldn't he was being held by something he looked back and a yellow portal was there and it was pulling him in, he struggled and tried to run but couldn't as he entered the portal his vision darkened and he couldn't see anything, the next thing he knew was on a wooden floor, there were lines, symbols and bowls with various materials, before he could do anything else he felt something tugging his mind, something he hadn't felt since…Freakshow he looked up expecting to see the madman but he saw something more shocking, it was Sam with a small scepter with a small crystal it glowed red like Freakshow's staff he felt himself losing control over his body his mind numbing he stood up and looked at her, she was wearing more black than usual and looked like hadn't sleep in days she looked at him in awe and fear and said:
"You are now under my control, do you understand me ghost?"
She said confidently, her eyes didn't leave the white haired ghost that was somewhat familiar, he focused his eyes on her, she flinched, and he said:
"Yes Master"
