Clockwork and another ghost watched the time stream. In it, they were able to see a mean looking ghost laughing maniacly over the steaming body of Danny Phantom.
-You have to stop this, young one. Daniel cannot lose to that monster.
-Don't think I don't know that, gramps. That nutjob is my problem, not his.
-You will have to be careful. The Daniel in the past must not know who you really are.
-As if the Daniel in this time had a clue anyway. He keeps mixing me up with whatshisname.
-... whatshis... nevermind that. Here.-The master of time handed him a talisman- Make sure you don't get
-Separated from it, I know, I know. I've been working for you for years, old man.
The older ghost glared at the youngling, while he turned into his child form. The rude ghost grabbed the talisman and jumped into the looking glass, desappearing from existence.
-Take care, boy. And don't be too hard on your siblings.
Clockwork watched on into the glass, seeing his dark haired employee drop onto a street and casually walking away with his hands in the pockets of his ragged jeans.
Danny flew as fast as he could. Today was certainly not his day. His ghost sence was activating nonstop, a couple of times even in front of his parents. But even so, he hadn´t been in a fight all day. How, you ask? Simple! These ghosts were fighting amongst themselves! The world had gone crazy overnight. The ghost were wierd, too. They seemed to be like twelve and they kinda looked familiar, only not quite. He had had several feelings of deja vu in the last 3 hours. Right now? He was trying to save unsuspecting civilians from the falling debris and missed attacks. These kids didn't care who they hurt! Danny himself had been on the recieving end of some of those blasts.
One of the boys had blue skin, a blue flaming mawhawk with some hair on the sides, black tattered leather pants, a black muscle shirt, a skull pendant and some sort of star tattoo on his left cheek, while the other was a freckled, green skinned boy with white messy short hair, pointy ears, blue bat wings and a back and white medieval outfit.
-Just give up, you lizard! This is my realm!
-Your realm?! Are you kidding?! If you think I'll give up my existence just because you claimed it, dream on, musician wannabe!
The 'lizard' threw a fireball straight at the musicboy, hitting his keytar and smashing it to pieces. Two pairs of glowing green eyes crossed and glared at each other, while danny glanced from one to the other nervously. He did not want to fight two new oponents at the same time, but he couldn´t wait for them to hurt somebody in an attempt to bring the other down.
-Oh, crud! I wish those two weren't fighting!
-So you have wished it...
Danny turned in a snap. That was deffinitely NOT Desiree's voice. And the little girl behind him smiling sweetly was deffinitely not Desiree either. True, she had black hair and green skin, but her eyes were glowing green too, part of her hair was in a bun, she was wearing a brown cape, red jewelry and to top it all off, she looked to be twelve. The little girl raised her hands, conjuring some sort of magic and Danny started to freak.
-...So shall it be!
Her magic hit both ghostly boys dead on, given the fact that they had not expected her to show up, making them disappear. Danny stared. Had this little girl just helped him? He heard her giggle and glanced behind, seeing her sweet smile turn somewhat wicked.
-Jezzy: one. Garry and Jimmy: ZERO.
And with that she vanished. Danny blinked a couple of times. What the fudge was going on here?! He shook his head and started his flight back to school. He couldn't believe it wasn't noon yet.
Jimmy landed forcefully on some street. He shook his head, his flaming blue hair reshaping into his usual mawhawk. He glanced down at his instrument once he got his bearings and groaned. It was absolutely shattered. That damn lizard boy, Garry or whatever his name was, was going to pay. He heard a chuckle behind his back and jumped to his feet. There, in the shadows, stood a crimson ghost. His body was bent in the oddest shape and his hollow eyes looked like they could swallow the world. His feral grin had elongated shark teeth and dripped some kind of black goo from between them. Jimmy shivered at the sight, sticking his hands in the front pockets of his pants.
-Oh, it's just you. You are as creepy as oblivion, you know that?
-Hello to you too, James. How was your encounter?
-That lizard kid crushed my keytar! How am I supposed to fight now?!
-Oh, do not worry, young artist. I have another keytar right here. It even has some upgrades.
The ghostly thing handed a crimson instrument to the young ghost, him eyeing the object suspiciously. He glanced back up toward the crimson being and frowned.
-I still don't get why you're helping me, whatever your name is.
-Worry not about that, little rocker.
-It´s punk.
-Whatever. And I already told you my name, did I not?
-Yeah, but I thought for sure I'd never see you again, so I didn't bother remembering it.
The hollow eyes glared at the blue kid.
-Remember it, James. For my name is the most important name you'll ever hear. Void.
Jimmy frowned as Void phased away. This creep was wierd, alright, even though he gave him free stuff to fight with. No, that was one of the main reasons. His mom always said, nothing comes for free, so what price was he paying? A shudder made its way up his spine and out his mouth in the form of freezing blue vapors, making him widen his eyes and turn around quickly. There, floating in midair, stood a white skinned girl. Well, ghost. Her green hair was cut short, giving her the look of a pixie, and the red trench coat she had contrasted nicely with it. She had a mole under her right green eye and a leather choker. She was also wearing black shorts and ragged nylon stockings, along with biker goggles like a bandana. Quite the look for a twelve year old, if you asked Jimmy.
-Who are you and what do you want?
-My name's Sally. I'm here to protect my future from jerks like you, impostor.
Jimmy glared. So this chick was like lizard boy, huh? Well! He had no problem kicking a girl's ass if she came asking for it. He turned around, striking the keys of his new instrument, sending a powerful soundwave like a punch towards his adversary, whose eyes widened and recieved the attack dead on. Jimmy smirked. This would be very easy.
Garret crashed into a tree and fell face first against the ground. He was so not having a good day. First there was the crazy fearless damsel with the violet eyes, Tamara, if he remembered correctly. Then he had had to fight off a sissy but persistent lad called Tomas and when that had not proven itself bad enough, this blue kid had shown up. He had been a worthy rival, Garry had to admit. But what exactly had happened? He could not recall the end of that fight.
He spread his wings to try and fly to a secure location, only to gasp in pain. He turned to inspect the appendages and saw a nasty gash on one of them. So much for flying... perhaps that man, Void, could give him a hand with his wounds, though he had proved to be hard to find. With that in mind, the green skinned boy turned intangible and invisible and started walking around, looking for the man that had put him there.