I was reading a book of mine and I was hit with this idea. Now, I have little to no idea of what happened in Phantom Planet because Nickelodeon is retarded and sent it to Nicktoons, a channel I have yet to convince my father to get, and I was not able to see it. If anyone out there knows what happened, PM me and give me a review.

This fiction is supposed to take place after Phantom Planet, as I heard that Vlad finally won and took over the planet and that Danny lost his ghost half. Sarah is my OC as is Eleanor Black. Asoyria belongs to my best friend and I am merely borrowing her. I don't own Danny Phantom, nor do I own the slight Eragon, Inuyasha, and Witch Child crossovers. These crossovers are mainly in the information department, but other mentions will be made. (Such as Sarah will repeatedly refer to several well-known priestesses and demons intertwined with her family history. Obvious Inuyasha right there.)

Now, that said, enjoy the story.

Prologue: I am Sarah

In a wide field, a wooden structure stood dark and ominous against the violent red-orange sunset. Three figures walked onto the structure: two men and one woman. The men were dressed entirely in black and one held a scroll while the other put the noose around the woman's neck. The woman was dressed in a plain white linen dress and had her arms tied behind her back.

"Townswoman Eleanor Black has been found guilty of various charges, including high treason against King Vlad and practicing witchcraft, and is hereby sentenced to death via hanging," Silas Coleman, the man who held the scroll, read as he faced the large crowd of on-lookers. Hidden from the prying, vicious eyes of the townspeople, a young girl stood, obscured from sight by the large maple and several saplings.

Silas suddenly sneezed into a white linen handkerchief. Crimson blood stained it; the only color on the platform. Eleanor scanned the crowd and her dark hazel eyes locked with the crystalline cobalt blue eyes of her granddaughter. Eleanor nodded slightly as if to say well done.

The executioner kicked the barrel out from under Ms. Black's feet and soon, Eleanor Black was no longer among the living.

My name is Sarah. I am a witch, or so the town believes. What sins do they believe we are guilty of? What has Grandmama done that warrants death? What evil has possessed this town? What have we done to incur their wrath?

I have never known my mother or father. Whenever I asked Grandmama about them, she would say, "You are the daughter of the Ghost Prince and the Fairy Queen. Is that not identity enough?" I would never argue with her.

The subject of my grandfather has always been a touchy one. We never speak of him. I believe him to be an evil demon and that is why we are hated. The wife and the granddaughter of a demon.

I have no last name. At least, none that I know of. Grandmama said she would tell me my last name when I came of age. I am only five.

Now, I am alone. No Grandmama, no mother, no father, no grandfather, no aunts, uncles, or cousins, no one willing to take in a witch child.

Today, my grandmother was hanged for speaking the truth.

That was her story.

And this is mine.