Danny Phantom Planet Episode 1 Writer's Bock part 1
Deep inside the ghost zone, The Ghost Writer sat at the table, surrounded by books and books in the Ghost Zone's library. He watched eagerly as his editor Felicia finished up reading his latest manuscript. At long last, the dazzling young-looking woman put it down and sighed.
"Well, how is it?" he inquired. "Great, right?"
"Well," she began. "This biography has a lot of good information. Plus, it is presented in an interesting and entertaining way but..."
"Ha!" guffawed the Ghost Writer. "There are no 'ifs' or 'buts'. It is another great masterpiece by the master of the written word, and soon all the ghost zone will be reading my creation!"
While he ranted, Felicia could only stare flatly, showing remarkable resilience in not doing a face-palm.
"Oh, great. Not this again." she whispered under her breath, glancing away from him for a second.
"Look," she sighed. "It is good, but there is one problem! A biography, especially that of a human, ends with the death of that person's life. However, your subject is still alive. So, I suggest you forget about it, get your butt in gear, and write something I can actually publish!"
With a flip of her glowing, shoulder length white hair, Felicia stood up. The Ghost Writer seemed stunned, staring at her with disbelief.
"I'll leave you to your work," she replied mercilessly, squinting her ectoplasmic green eyes.
Then, with a sharp turn on her one inch black high heals, she strutted out of the building in style. He watched and couldn't help but clench his manuscript in his fists, gritting his teeth in frustration. His face turning bright red.
"So, you won't publish my book because of that huh? Well then, I'll just have to do something about that, won't I?"
The Ghost Writer quickly stood up and chuckled menacingly. Then, he ran out the door behind her, accidentally dropping his manuscript's cover page on the floor. On it was written the book's title, which was this:
THE JOURNEY OF A HERO: DANNY PHANTOM
In Fenton Works, Danny roamed around the house until he found his parents in the kitchen. His mom, Maddie, was washing the dishes. His dad, Jack, was reading the sports section of the news paper at the clean, round kitchen table.
"Mom, Dad. I'm going on patrol with Sam and Tucker. I'll be back around 11:00pm, OK?"
Danny slouched against the countertop, relaxed, as his mother washed dishes. As the last plate clicked in place, she started drying and looked up at her son.
"Isn't that a bit late sweetie?" she protested. "It's already 7:30, and you have school tomorrow."
His dad, Jack, quickly jumped up at her words and put an arm around his son enthusiastically. The paper he had been reading laid abandoned at the table, and Danny cringed as his parents began to talk.
"Hey!" started Jack in the kid's defense. "Danny's got super powers. Plus, more importantly, he's fighting ghosts! Our boy's keeping up the tradition of kicking ghost butt in the family. I'm sure he needs someone to teach him all about that. Someone to be his mentor and teach him all the ropes. Such as me, JACK FENTON!"
Maddie paused in her chores to put her hands on her blue spandex, jumpsuit covered hips. A bad feeling began Danny got a bad feeling in his gut saying that this wasn't going to end well.
"What are you getting at Jack?" she asked, unsure of where all this was going.
"I'm saying I -oh, and you too, honey- should go with them!" proclaimed Jack happily.
Danny shrugged his father's arm off his shoulders and took a few steps back toward the kitchen door. He was right to be fearful. This conversation didn't seem to be heading in a good direction.
"Umm, well this is something that Sam, Tucker, and I do, and we don't really nee..." Danny began to kindly explain, subtly protesting against his father's idea.
"Nonsense!" Jack exclaimed, cutting his son off. "You are just a kid! Besides, this could be fun and, you know, quality family time."
"Uh, no!" Danny said, growing impatient. "There is no way I'm letting you come with us!"
It was dark out, and the streets of Amity Park were deserted, except for the occasional late night driver or stray cat. The only things lighting up the night were the street lamps, a few bedroom windows, and the starry sky above. Danny Phantom was flying next to Sam and Tucker, who were riding on there electric scooters. They were also being followed by Danny's parents in the Fenton Family Ghost Assault Vehicle (a white RV with the Fenton logo on the side. It has built in ghost catching equipment.)
Sam looked over her shoulder at her boyfriend's parents, then back again at Danny, with a quizzical look on her face.
"So, why are your parents following us in the assault vehicle again?" Sam questioned, this time not taking her eyes off the road ahead of her.
Danny shrugged helplessly.
"They want to try and teach me the right way to fight ghosts," he answered with a sigh. "They're just trying to help, I know, but it is kind of annoying."
Danny kept his voice down, just in case they (his parents) could somehow hear the conversation.
"Well, for your sake Danny I hope it doesn't end up like when Jazz tried to 'help' us fight ghosts," Sam said reminding Danny of when Jazz had first learned about his powers. The poor kid's sister kept getting in the way and sucking Danny into the Fenton Thermos.
"Yeah, no offense Danny, but when it comes down to it: your parents aren't very good at ghost fighting," added Tucker. He then pondered over a thought for a second. "Then again, your mom is good at it, but your dad needs some work."
"Will you guys keep it down! They might hear you," Danny warned nervously. He snuck a strained glance over at his cheerfully oblivious parents.
Suddenly, Danny hiccuped, and the icy blue mist of his ghost sense came out of his open mouth. Right on cue, a giant green monster with three eyes and two tentacles for arms appeared out of nowhere before them. It let out a horrid screech and began to rampage throughout the city. It squished cars underneath its humungous feet and knocked down buildings like they were a bunch of toy blocks. Danny quickly flew into action, flying high into the crisp night sky. He came face to face with the creature, which towered over everything in Amity park. It must have been 18 stories tall!
"Take this you 3 eyed freak!" shouted Danny. He shot his ghost ray into one of the monsters eyes. It manged to stop the creature before it could step onto the Nasty Burger.
"Raaaaaahhh!" cried the creature. It stumbled backward and cradled its eyes with its tentacles. Then, becoming even more enraged, the creature grabbed Danny and sent him flying into a billboard. He soon became one with the sign, his body meshed into the logo that advertised the Amity Park Mall.
Danny!" Jack and Maddie cried in unison. They helplessly watched their son as he got man handled by the 18 story tall beast.
Sam quickly aimed her Fenton Wrist Ray (A tight bracelet with a mini ectoplasmic energy ray shooter attached) at the hideous monster and began to fire. As she distracted the creature, Danny shook himself off and regained his balance. Then, he quickly flew back into the battle, determined to beat the creature. In another attempt, he fired multiple ghost rays at it, one after the other.
All of which seemed to have no effect.
"Danny shoot its eyes again!" hollered Tucker from the ground below.
"Right," Danny agreed. He tried to get a good shot but soon was grabbed by one of the monster's tentacles.
"I can't get loose!" he proclaimed, squirming in the monster's grasp and failing to break free.
"Hold on, son!"Jack called. With a great lift, he fired the Fenton Bazooka (a really powerful ecto-powered gun) and released potent, white-green blasts in Danny's direction. Sam, Tucker and Maddie all fired their weapons as well, aiming straight for the horrid creature.
Meanwhile, the monster used its free tentacle to swoop down and knock the weapons out of their hands. Then, it began moving its prey towards its mouth, opening up wide to reveal its long rows of razor sharp teeth.
"Aaaaahh!" screamed Danny in horror. Soon, he saw nothing but darkness as it tossed him into its mouth, swallowing him whole like sushi.
"Danny!" cried Sam and Tucker. They clutched each other in terror, worried and scared for their friend.
"No! My baby!" wailed Maddie. She threw her hands into her face as tears began to come rushing down. Her body collapsed against her husband's, who was just as shocked as she was.
"Danny," whispered Jack. He shook his head in disbelief, unable to comprehend his son had been eaten before his very eyes. The two parents trembled against one another, overcome by sorrow.
Then, all of a sudden, the monster began to shiver and to freeze. It twisted and writhed, then soon was blown apart from the inside into a thousand little pieces by bright, ectoplasmic ghost rays. From the explosion, out flew no other but a somewhat scratched up, sticky green goop covered, and black and blue Danny Phantom.
"Tucker, toss me the Thermos!" he ordered, wiping the slop from his eyes.
"You got it, dude!" replied a happy Tucker.
He tossed it up to his friend, and Danny hurried to capture the gross creature. Only a few piles of green slime were sucked up, pitiful remainders of the giant beast that had just attempted to digest him.
"Danny!" cooed his mother and father. They embraced their little boy, unwittingly also getting themselves covered in the green goop.
"You're all sticky Danny," stated Jack. The two adults backed off, staring at the mess.
"Oh, right," chuckled Danny. He turned himself invisible/intangible, allowing the goo to fall to the ground. Then, he did the same to his parents, making the substance fall off them as well.
"Good job Danny!" praised Sam, patting him on the shoulder.
"Yeah, way to go, man!" Tucker added. "You had us a bit worried there for a moment, but I knew you would pull through."
"What are you kids crazy! Danny could have been killed by that thing!" Maddie exploded, raging in shock, anger and fear.
"Yeah, he would have been digested by that thing if he hadn't been rescued by me, JACK FENTON!" threw in Danny's father.
Tucker did a face-palm.
"Um, Danny did most of that by himself," snorted Sam. "He was certainly NOT rescued by anyone. He blew that thing up on his own and has been doing stuff like this for about 8 months now. Believe me, he has been doing just fine without you."
"Saaaam," Danny warned quietly, elbowing her arm lightly.
"Yeah! Danny has been putting his life on the line for a while and still kicking butt every time. Plus, if it makes you feel better, this was nothing compared to some other beatings he's had to take," Tucker added in.
"Stop helping!" demanded Danny.
"Danny, is that true?" Maddie inquired. It was obvious to tell how concerned she was becoming now.
"NO!" Danny denied at first. Then, a beat of silence passed. "Well... sort of."
"Sweetie, as your parents we cannot allow you to put yourself in so much danger! From now on you are no longer allowed to be Danny Phantom!" Maddie Fenton told her son.
"What!" exclaimed Danny, Sam and Tucker. The three kids gave a start and immediately began to protest. However, Mr. Fenton shook his head at them, taking his wife's side.
"No, Maddie is right. Danny, you and your friends are just kids, simple innocent minded kids! We can't let you put yourselves in such danger. You could get hurt or even worse!"
"Mr. and Mrs, Fenton, you can't do that! The planet needs Danny Phantom." Sam tried to explain.
"Well, the world will just have to do without him like it did before," Maddie countered, ignoring Sam's reasoning. "Sam, Tucker. I suggest that you run home before we are forced to call your parents. Danny, transform back into your human form and get into the RV! We're going home."
Danny glanced over at his friends who shrugged hopelessly. With a sigh of sadness, he did as he was told and climbed into the RV.
"Bye, Sam. Later Tucker." Danny sighed in goodbye, waving from the door.
"Later Danny," waved his friends. He watched as they got onto their scooters and rode toward home, all enveloped in disappointment and anxiety.
Meanwhile, watching them all high up above on the top of the highest building nearby, the Ghost Writer floated in the air. He cracked his stiff knuckles and gave a wide smile of maddening glee.
"Well, well..." he hummed. "I was just going to mess with him a little before I got rid of him. I didn't expect this to happen though. I wonder..."
He pondered a little more over the issue, fabricating plans within his mind. Then, with a cackling laugh, the man flew away.
Monday morning, Danny Fenton walked lazily around Caspar high's manilla hallways. Its walls were lined with tall, thin blue lockers, one after the other. Eventually, Danny found the two people he was looking for among his peers: Sam Manson and Tucker Foley. They were standing by Sam's locker, which she (Sam) was rummaging through for her next class's' books.
"Hi, guys," sighed Danny as he leaned himself against the metal. He shoved his hands into his light colored blue jean's pockets, with depression kicking in to the fullest degree.
"Hi, Danny. Were you able to convince your parents to let you keep using your powers?" Sam asked him with concern. She took two textbooks and three notebooks out of her locker, while checking to make sure she had gotten everything.
Danny shook his head in regret. "No such luck."
"What about Jazz? Couldn't she convince them?" wondered Tucker out loud.
Sam slammed her locker shut with the back of her hand. Danny stood next to them and tried to explain.
"She did, but... they're really determined. They said it's too dangerous for me to be Danny Phantom anymore."
"There he is!" shouted a voice behind them.
Startled by the sound, Danny and his friends spun around on instinct. Behind them was nerdy little Larry and a gang of bright eyed teens, including Dash, Paulina, and Kwan, who were all frowning at Danny.
"Get him!" ordered Dash pointing toward Danny.
Danny blinked twice before realizing what was happening. Then, he started backing away in terror.
"Oh no," he breathed as the herd of students came charging at him, lead by Dash.
Danny braced himself for impact. However, instead of a punch in the jaw, he was hit in the back with a hard, playful slap from Dash.
"Hey, buddy," he smiled. "We were wondering where you were."
"Ummmm," mouthed Danny a bit confused.
Then he remembered that he had revealed his secret identity not just to his parents three weeks ago, but to the entire world. This was going to take a lot longer getting used to than he originally thought.
"Hey, Danny, do you and your friends want to sit with us at lunch today?" asked Kwan.
"No way! He should sit with the track team," contradicted a tall, sleek, and muscular boy with red hair.
"No! Me!" demanded a group of girls all at once. Each girl eyed the others and soon a cat fight broke out amongst them.
"Nice jacket by the way," complimented Dash, pointing out the new nilon jacket Danny was wearing. It was over his regular white t-shirt with a red oval on the chest. The fabric of the jacket was completely black except for the sleeves' cuffs, the collar, and the DP symbol on the right side of the jacket's chest area, which were all white.
"Thanks," Danny smiled, glancing down at the DP symbol.
"Eh-hem. Excuse me," coughed a proper voice. "May I interrupt?"
The crowd parted as a tall, skinny white guy with blonde hair came into their midst. He wore a black suit and sunglasses, which hid his narrow, mature eyes.
"Mayor Foley, we need you right away over at Town Hall," he stated, turning to Tucker. "It's rather important."
"Tucker, who is that?" Danny inquired, rudely pointing at him.
"Oh, that's Reggie! He's that guy below me and does all the boring stuff. Pretty neat huh?"
Then to Reggie he asked, "So, what up, Reg old boy?"
Unamused, the twenty-nine year old Reggie Rolland sighed. "It's Mrs. Parker again. She demands for you to create a law banning ice-cream trucks from Amity Park."
"Wow, summer is only two weeks away and she is already trying to kill it. Well, see you later, you two!"
Tucker waved, and soon he and Mr. Rolland walked away to the Town Hall.
Once they were out of sight, Danny let out a random hiccup. He gasped as a puff of his ghost sense's icy blue mist floated out, an indicator that a ghost was close by. He scanned the hallway anxiously trying to pin point the source, but could only see giddy, fanning teens. Suddenly, something let out a loud growl and everyone turned slowly at the source. An ectoplasmic green bear, twice the size of any normal one, soon fazed through the wall, with angry beady eyes.
Danny knew what he had to do.
"RUN!" he yelled. The other frightened teens didn't need to be told twice. In a matter of moments, they all scrambled quickly to what safety they could get, hiding in trash cans, ducking into lockers, or taking cover in the classrooms.
"Goin' Ghost!"
Two beams of bright light traveled up and down Danny's body, starting from his abdomen. They changed his skin from light to tan, his eyes baby blue to ectoplasmic green, and his black hair to white. It also replaced his day clothes with a black spandex jumpsuit, white boot, gloves, along with the DP symbol on his chest.
With that, Danny and the creature began to fight. The bear stood up on its hind legs and swatted the air with its big green paws, trying to hit Danny as he zipped and zoomed around it. He punched and kicked it, then tried shooting the bear with his ghost ray. It looked like Danny was going to win but suddenly the the creature got much stronger and faster.
Then, it roared and clawed at him. Without any warning, Danny flinched as it gave him four long cuts on his right arm. He was sent flying into the wall with a loud crash and slid down it, hard. As he tried to pick himself up, the bear suddenly pinned him to the floor. Danny tried to fade through the floor below, but then, the floor shocked him the same way a ghost shield would. Soon, anguishing in pain, he reverted back to his human form, unable to comprehend what was happening.
In a burst of panic, Sam tried to defend him by shooting some rays from her Fenton Wrist Ray bracelet. However, something remarkable happened. At that moment, she was knocked off course by a huge ray of light that shot down the hallway.
She blinked before turning around to see Danny's father behind her. The Fenton bazooka was in his hands, he was aiming at random places wildly, blinded by concern for his son. A shot nailed the bear in the stomach, but not before it destroyed multiple lockers and nearly hit Danny in the process. But it did the job. The blast knocked the bear off of him, and Mrs. Fenton used the Jack o' Nine Tails on him. (It's a nine-tailed whip, like a cat o' nine tails but modified for ghost catching. It uses a picture of Jack's face to connect the tails.) Effectively, it made contact with the ghost and wrapped around it. The bear let out a huge roar as it was electrocuted. Then, the sound died off as it fell over, knocked unconscious.
Danny hastily pulled out the Fenton thermos and unscrewed the lid, sucking the ghost bear inside. Before he could let out a sigh, though, he saw his parents' expressions. Their arms were crossed, as well as their temper.
"Danny," huffed his frustrated mother.
"Son, how dare you disobey our rules! We told you to leave the ghost fighting to us!" angrily reminded his father.
Before she could agree, Mrs. Fenton suddenly gasped. Danny followed her trail of vision and stared at the sight of the 4 large gashes from before. They had ripped his new jacket and right arm open, and at the reminder, a jolt of pain ran through him.
"Oh, my poor baby is hurt!" she motherly proclaimed, trying to cradle the wounded arm. Danny pulled it away, wincing a bit and reeling from the experience.
"It's nothing. Just a couple of scratches! There starting to heal already," he murmured. "I don't need you to baby me. I'm not a little kid anymore. Besides, I had to defend myself!"
"But it only made things worse!" she argued. "If your father and I hadn't come when we did, you would have been..."
After that, Danny didn't bother to hear the rest of his parents scoldings. Because it was at that moment that he had caught sight of a figure down at the end of the hall. A semi-glowing man peered from behind the lockers, hovering about a half a foot above the floor. The man had pale white skin, and a pair of glowing green eyes that he jeered at him. There were also a few tufts of black hair sticking out of his head and coloring the bottom of his goatee. Finally, a black trench coat was wrapped around his shoulder, and he gave an evil smirk before fazing through the wall behind him.
Danny frowned. He had a feeling who that ghost was and that somehow he was behind all of this.
"...as long as you live under our roof young man, you have to live by our rules," his father finished saying, oblivious to the scene.
Danny glanced at him, took a huge sigh, and finally decided what was he was going to do.
"Yeah, well maybe I don't want to live under your roof anymore!" he exclaimed in mock anger. "Lets go, Sam."
The girl grew puzzled as he snatched her arm and turned ghost. Then, before his parents could protest, they were off. The couple became invisible/intangible at his will and flew through his parents.
The two adults stared with blankness at the empty hallway.
"Man, is that creepy!" Jack shivered with uneasiness. "It's going to take a while to get used to all of this."