Hi everyone. I'm back with a new story. Since I got a lot of hits on my other one, I thought I could put it up before school starts.

DISCLAIMER: Every character that is in Danny Phantom, are property of the world leader, Butch Hartman. Every other character that isn't in the show, is mine.

Warning- the name of my OC is really lame so don't hate me, it'll have deeper meaning later.

Intro

Centuries ago, a war went on against two worlds: The ghost zone and the realm of the witches. Witches and ghosts did not get along and could not stand each other. A ghost has certain abilities; flight, ecto-blasts, invisibility and so forth. Witches, however, were different. Witches started by only having different spells and enchantments that they could do, but that all changed one fateful day.

Witches started to grow jealous of some of the powers that ghosts had, they believe that those powers should be combined with theirs. Some witches found a spell to transfer those abilities to them, and they used it.

Soon, witches had close to all the abilities ghosts had, except for a few minor changes, and the war began. Ghost and witches went to battle everyday, trying to decide who should have the right to these powers; however, no one could settle the argument. That's when an ancient ghost by the name of Clockwork stopped the war, by telling them what the future holds for them:

A witch and a ghost would destroy the world that humans rested on, then the ghost zone and the realm of the witches.

The ghosts and witches then held a truce, even though this never dampened their hatred for each other, but they had to keep to themselves until that time came, to stop the two evil doers from destroying their worlds.

Clockwork, though, had left out a major detail; the only two people who could stop the evil destroyers were ones that were 'halfas'- a half-ghost and a half-witch.

Chapter 1

Amity Park is one of the strangest towns in the world. Over the past year, strange beings from the beyond-or ghosts has they call it- have been 'haunting' the town. But of these spirits, one seemed to be protecting the town.

This ghost is no more than a teenager, around the age of fifteen, yet showing skills from beyond his levels. This story, however, does not begin with him; it begins in a large house, with signs of normal aspects everywhere. Except, this house isn't normal in the least...

A young fifteen year old girl is in a dark room. She has brown eyes and a pale face. Her hair is black with white highlights and about shoulder length. A ring of light appears at her feet, settling on the ground and revealing a five point star. This light engulfed the room in an eerie glow, revealing ancient books, different gems.

There was also the regular furniture found in a bedroom, which most obviously it was. The girl reached to her neck and took off a silver chain with a star pendant. She waved her hand magically at the pendant and she began to glow in the same bright light as the circle around her. When the light faded from her, she now had white hair with black highlights and light green eyes.

She put her pendant back on and took out one the books. She turned to a specific page that had the title "How to Control Time." She waved her hand and the clock she had stopped moving. There were no sounds around her, except for her breathing and heartbeat. "Well, what do you know?" she said in an innocent voice. "It actually worked."

A floating clock appeared out of no where, spinning frantically. Once it stopped spinning, it revealed a floating figure in a purple robe. This figure had a faint outline of light, like an aura, around it. "You know, fiddling with time isn't a smart thing to do," the figure said, he sounded very annoyed as his form of a small child transformed into a man.

The girl did not turn around, she knew who was there. "You should know, shouldn't you Clockwork," she said to the figure. Clockwork eyed her annoyingly as she turned around to face him. "I needed to talk to you, and this is the only way I could without my elders knowing. You know the situation between my kind and yours."

"Indeed, I do know. So what do you need to talk about?" Clockwork asked her, even though he knew already. Clockwork was the master of time, which means he knew everything that happened, what will happen and any consequences that may happen through the time stream.

"I've heard that you have taken a human around my age under your wing. Most of my kind would like to why and have speculating rumors. I however know something about the human that people in my kind do not know," she told Clockwork, who was watching her carefully. "I've heard that this human is half-ghost. Is that true?"

Clockwork looked at her. "Yes. He is half-ghost. But, if you harm him..." Clockwork told her menacingly, but she put up her hand to stop him.

"Don't worry, Clockwork. I am not like my elders, as you must already know," She told him. "I am also a 'halfa' as they call me. I would like to know what I can do to help him."

"Help him?" Clockwork said in a questioning tone. He knew their kind not to be so considerate to his, yet this one was different.

"Yes. You know as well as I do, someone in this world is going to come in contact with someone from my world," she explained to him and he nodded. "This boy is going to need as much help as he can get, and besides, I want a little pay back." She made a fist and slammed it into her other hand. "I do not know when this is supposed to happen, and if what my books say about you are true, then I might need some time to find this boy."

Clockwork looked at the girl. She was as brave and determined as the boy he is looking over. And her past held quite a record. "You will work together with him, then?" he asked her, knowing the answer. She nodded. "I believe that you are starting the same school with him, and I am not going to tell you who he is. You will have to find him on your own," he told her.

"That's understandable." she said. Her voice then turned cold. "However, making friends is not my strong suits, as you must know. Once people find out what I am, I am considered as a freak. How will you know that this boy will not do the same?"

"Because, he is hiding a secret as well," Clockwork said simply. "Making sure your secret is safe from the humans is easy, I mean a half-ghost has been living in their town for a year and he hasn't been found out yet. I will now make time continue, since you now have all the information you need."

Before the girl could say something, he disappeared, making time go forward once again. The girl sighed, she really hated when people assure her that she will be safe and then her enemy comes and ruins it all. The circle of light disappeared and she transformed back into her normal self.

"A half-witch helping a half-ghost," she said, "seems like a normal pair to me." The girl finally put away her spell books and went into her bed, her star pendant sparkling in the moonlight.

The sun shone brightly on a girl's black and white hair. She was a new student at Casper High and wasn't looking forward to her first day. New kids are usually considered an outcast, a complete nobody; however this feeling never went away for this girl. Inside she was a freak, as most people called her behind her back.

This feeling will quickly be erased by her enemy exposing her to what she really was; a halfa. This girl's name was Sabrina Salem; names usually used for people who were different from normal folk. As Sabrina took a deep breath, she walked into her new school, dreading the calm until the paranormal attacked.

The school looked as normal as can be, and Sabrina looked at her map of the school. She had highlighted her classes and where all the important places were; cafeteria, library, office. Her locker was number 700, which was next to her first period class. Well at least I won't be late for that class, that is if nothing unusual happens Sabrina thought to herself.

She ended finding her locker, and put her black bag down. She looked normal enough, except for her hair. She liked looking like a cross between dark and light, it was like being a cross between human and a witch. Sabrina opened her locker and to her surprise, saw a scrawny boy inside it.

He had raven black hair, icy blue eyes and wore a t-shirt and jeans. He motioned her to be quiet as a huge boy- a jock by the look of it- was walking around here. The boy looked absolutely freaked and Sabrina thought she should help him. She closed her locker slightly, so the boy was hidden from view.

"Where are you Fenton? When I get my hands on you, you're gonna be dead!" the boy said. He then noticed Sabrina looking at him oddly. "What are you staring at geek?" he asked her.

"A mindless jock who can't help but feel better for himself when he bullies others," Sabrina said coolly to him. She didn't like bullies, especially since she was victim to them herself.

"Watch it, kid, or else I'll have to pound you," he said. Sabrina looked at him like he was crazy.

"Sure, hit a girl. What would that do for your image 'Oh look, I beat up the new girl, but after that she beat me up'" Sabrina mocked, smirking at the jock.

The boy raised his fist and Sabrina waved her hand at her side, so he couldn't see. He ended up punching himself in the mouth, and Sabrina laughed.

"Wow, it's like you couldn't hit a girl, even if you tried," she said darkly. The boy walked away, fuming. Sabrina turned around and opened her locker, letting the boy out.

"Thanks, I owe you," He said, smiling. Sabrina said nothing; she just turned back to her locker. In her personal experience, making friends would prove as a bad thing for her in the future; it makes everything even harder when someone you thought was your friend turns your back on you.

"My name's Danny, by the way," he said. He was still by her locker, like he wouldn't go away unless she talked to him.

"Sabrina," she simply replied. She opened her bag and put different notebooks into the locker, leaving the one that said English in her locker.

"New, huh?" he asked her. She simply nodded and closed her locker. The bell rang and Sabrina hurried into her class, leaving Danny standing at the lockers.

It turned out that Danny was in her class, and so was the bully. Danny had peaked her interest; he was the only one from the other schools that actually said hi to her. Also, there was something different about him, but she couldn't put her finger on it. She knew he wasn't a witch- she would've felt something.

The teacher was a old man in his forties by look of it and was bald. Apparently his name was Mr. Lancer, but Sabrina really didn't care. She had picked a seat at the back of the class, to draw less attention to herself.

Unfortunately (in her opinion) Danny sat right beside her, behind a girl in black and a boy with a red beret. Mr. Lancer was now doing role call and everyone started to talk. Sabrina simply waited for class and enjoyed listening into conversations. Unfortunately, the main topic that day was her.

"Hey Dash, there's that new girl, you wanna show who's boss around here?" an Asian boy, that also looked like a jock asked the bully. So his name is Dash, well I'll have fun with this Sabrina thought to herself.

"Uh...No Qwan, she's a loser, just like every other geek," Dash said looking at Sabrina. Sabrina glared back, then turned her head towards a group of girls, who also seemed to be talking about her. They seemed to be the 'in' crowd and they were talking about her clothes.

"Look at her clothes, she dresses as bad as Manson," one of the girl said. She seemed to be the prettiest one there. The rest of the girls giggled. Well, I could always have a little fun but that wouldn't be right... Nah, forget it! She thought, and raised her finger at the girl's compact. She pointed at the powder puff and levitated it so it was powdering the desk.

The girls didn't notice this, they were too involved with their social lives. Mr. Lancer saw the powder and gave the girl detention, while everyone else laughed. She turned around to the girl in black. "You witch, what did you do!" she said.

Sabrina sat bolt upright when she heard the word 'witch.' She knew there was no witches around, that is if there were half-witches running around.

"Hey, I'm not the one with powder on my desk. And besides, why would I waste time on you," the girl said darkly.

Mr. Lancer went back to role call and conversation broke out once again. The girls had changed their topic and Sabrina listened around for her name. Sure enough, she had heard a new kid comment, close to her desk. Danny, the girl in black and the boy in the beret were having a chat about her. She looked away, listening intently to the conversation.

"Well, I spoke to her earlier. Not much of a talker but she did save me from Dash earlier so she can't be all bad," Danny said, turning to girl in black. "Honestly, she seems like more of your type of person Sam."

"Somehow, I kinda doubt that," Sam said.

"Come on Sam, she's grouchy, just like you," the boy said. Sam punched him in the arm and Danny laughed. "Oh, hey that hurt. Hmm... I wonder if she would go out with me," he wondered out loud.

Great, another weird guy who wants to bug me Sabrina thought.

"Hey, umm... new girl? "the boy asked.

"Yes..." she answered darkly. If they thought she was dark, she'll give'em dark.

"Uh... I'm Tucker. I was just wondering," he said, but she cut him off.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Sabrina and no I don't want to go out with you. Now if you don't mind, I would like to be by myself," she said coldly. The three of them looked at her, then turned back to one another.

"So what time did you get back from..." Tucker said, looking back to Sabrina to make sure she wasn't listening in. He suspected something so he said "uh... you know, you're 'job'."

"Late, it doesn't help that there are a lot of 'things' to take care of," Danny said, picking his words carefully. Sabrina looked up as she heard this. She knew when someone was keeping a secret, especially since she had to do this constantly. Danny seemed to notice that she was listening to him, and he stopped talking. Sabrina sighed and looked at her desk.

"Listen up, students," Mr. Lancer said, getting everyone's attention. "There is a new student in the school and her name is..."

"Please don't say my name, please don't say my name," Sabrina muttered under her breath.

"Sabrina Salem," Mr. Lancer finished, resting his gaze on Sabrina. Everyone turned towards her and she sighed. Why did he have to say my name? Sabrina thought to herself.

"I need someone to volunteer to show her around this week," Mr. Lancer continued, looking around the room. "Mr. Fenton, I think you and your friends could handle that." Everyone in the room laughed at Danny and his friends and Sabrina looked away from them. She didn't want and didn't need help from anyone. "Now that that's settled, let's continue with today's lesson..." Mr. Lancer said and the class drifted off into a bored stare.