A/N: Hey, peoples! This is my first story... on this account. You don't need to know about my real first story. Now that was an embarassment! Anyways! Thanks to reviewers, this story is now a permanent stay here on Fan Fiction! Thanks for all of your support! Now on with the story!

An Unforeseen Power

A Danny Phantom fanfiction by PhantomPhever

When an ancient, powerful object is shattered, and unable to ever be repaired again, the power from within said object dissipates as well. Or so the theory says…

Chapter One: Beginnings

For every story has its beginning...

"It should be illegal to have this much homework…" Daniel Fenton muttered to himself, his blue eyes glaring daggers at the massive, messy pile of papers and books that lay strewn across the desk he was sitting behind. Both of his elbows rested on the desk beneath him, his left hand under his chin supporting his tired head, and the opposite tapping a pencil lightly over his disheveled raven black hair. "Though I can't blame Mr. Lancer after what's happened these past couple of days." His mind drifted over the recent events… Circus Gothica… skipping school… Freakshow… that darned scepter… robbing stores and banks… shooting at police cars… Sam free falling off of a tightrope that he had just cut…

His thoughts were interrupted with a bleep bleep from his computer. An IM had just popped up on the screen.

Hey, how's the homework coming? It was from Sam Mansion.

Danny quickly shoved some papers to the side that were covering his keyboard so he could type the purple-eyed goth a response. Slow, painful, and boring. But what else is new?

As he sat waiting for a response, a certain pencil rolled its way across his desk until it fell with a plink! to the floor, forgotten. Oh the wonders of procrastination.

The conversation between the two teens carried on in a similar manner until Sam was reluctantly pulled away from her computer by her parents who had the excuse of 'the electricity bill' or some other nonsense. Both Danny and Sam knew that her parents were still peeved about the whole Freakshow incident and that, for a good while, their time chatting outside of school would be at a minimum.

Danny heaved a dramatic sigh as he signed off his computer and turned back to his homework.

An hour or so later, after struggling with some algebra equations a voice was heard hollering up the stairs. "Danny! Dinner's ready, sweetie!" came the sweet call from his mother. She was still a little mad at Danny, but had mostly gotten over it, seeing that her son was indeed trying to fix his behavior.

"Kay! Be right down!" Danny called back to his mom, dropping his pencil on top of a half-done algebra worksheet. Getting up, he let his arms stretch out in front of him, and then put his fingers to his temples, rubbing them. "Note to self: take asprin before attempting any more math." He closed his eyes while still rubbing his temples, trying to ease his math-induced headache. It seemed to help a bit, so he reopened his eyes.

The half-ghost blinked a bit in surprise, finding that he was already halfway down the stairs heading towards the kitchen.

"Woah. That was weird…" Danny trailed off to himself. After a few moments he simply shrugged it off, blaming his math homework. He jumped the last few steps and made his way to the kitchen. Man, can doing homework make you hungry!

While Danny proceeded to pull up a chair and start eating, something, deep in the recesses of his mind, seemed to flicker to life.

A/N: Thank you for reading. Warning: Short chapters ahead. I apologize in advance!

Thanks for stickin' with me!
~PhantomPhever