The Phantom's Daughter

This happens between episodes 51 (D-stablized) and 52-53 (Phantom Planet). I do not own anything recognized.

Prologue

A figure fell from the swirling portal that disappeared soon after. It landed hard on the ground, grunting in pain before lifting it's head and looking around.

"He did it. Clockwork got me here. I just hope he can help me, or I came all this way for nothing. "

Ch.1- Arrival

DANNY POV

I was walking down the sidewalk with Sam and Tucker when it happened. I heard the sound of running feet behind us and a familiar voice calling my name. "Danny! Wait!"

All three of us groaned. "What, Paulina?" I demanded.

Paulina, Star, and three of Phantom's other fan girls were about five steps behind us. "We heard a rumor that Danny Phantom comes to your house a lot." Paulina announced, grabbing one of my arms while Star grabbed the other. "Why don't you tell us all about it?"

The crowd of girls began dragging me away from my friends. I glanced back at them, begging for help. Tucker was too busy laughing to do much at all and Sam's fuming expression scared me a little.

Paulina and Star lead me to a park bench, sitting me down and beginning to question me immediately. Why Phantom came to my house, if he was interested in Jazz (that question was asked angrily), what he was really like. "Man." I thought miserably, "I can't believe I ever wanted to be popular. This sucks."

A new voice popped up. "Don't worry, Danny. You get used to it." The speaker was a girl with black hair and strange lavender-colored eyes. She was wearing clothes that could label her as an A-lister, but from the fan girl's expressions, they'd never seen her before. She smiled at me.

Strangest of all, when I saw her, my ghost sense went off.

Paulina crossed her arms angrily. "Danny, do you know her?" She demanded.

"Can you excuse us for a second?" I asked, grabbing the girls wrist and dragging her away, thankful for the much wanted escape.

As soon as we were far enough away from the crazy fan girls, I turned to the girl. She smiled again, holding out a hand. "Hello. I'm Chelsea."

CHELSEA'S POV

"You are Danny Phantom, right?" I asked nervously. It would be just like me, to completely screw up and put myself in jeopardy.

He stared at me for another second, then with a flash of white light, Danny Fenton became Danny Phantom.

"Thank God." I whispered, letting myself slip to my knees and the disguise that was draining me shimmer and fade away. I was my ghost self again. I looked back up into his bright green eyes. "I need your help. Please." I managed to whisper before I passed out.

My parents haunted my dreams. Not in a bad way. I saw their scared faces as I began deteriorating, as they tried everything they could to save me. Sending me to Clockwork was their last resort. Clockwork agreed, because he was an old family friend. He sent me here, to seek out Danny Phantom's help, with one warning: I had to keep who I am a secret. No one could know who my parents are.

DANNY POV

Chelsea collapsed, and I started to panic. I had no idea who this girl was other than obviously a ghost. She no longer wore the A-lister-esque outfit she'd worn before. Her outfit now consisted of a lavender-and-black jumpsuit that featured a skirt. Her hair was no longer black, but a strange pale lavender color.

I stood there staring at her for a moment, then made a snap decision . I picked her up and flew her to my house. Phasing through the ceiling of my room, I set her down on the bed. Nothing left to do but wait.

CHELSEA POV

When I woke up, I was staring the ceiling of an unfamiliar room. I bolted upright and looked around myself in confusion. I had no idea how I got to this place. I started to panic.

Then I saw Danny sitting in a chair on the other side of the room, watching me carefully. I sighed in relief and stood up. Immediately I felt faint, then fell to my hands and knees. I managed to lift my head enough to smile at him. "Look familiar?" I asked weakly.

He stood up and started walking over to me. "You look like Dani did the last time I saw her." He whispered, almost like he was talking to himself.

"Good. Can you help me?"

He fidgeted uncomfortably. "Well, the thing is... I don't know where the ecto-dejecto is, and I don't know how my dad created it. I would have to ask him and, well, that probably wouldn't be the safest thing for you."

"Please. I can't go to anyone else."

Danny sighed. "Alright, but I tried to warn you."

"Hey, Dad? Can I ask you for help with something?"

"Of course, Danny! What can I do for you?"

I could hear Danny and his father coming down the stairs to the lab. I sat perfectly still on one of the counters, waiting. A little nervous, but by this point I was willing to try anything.

"Well... A friend of mine... She needs help, and we think you're the only one who might be able to do something about it."

They reached the lab as Danny said this. Jack Fenton's eyes widened, and he went to grab the closest weapon to him, yelling "GHOST!" As he did so.

"Wait! Wait, Dad, she's the one who needs help!" Danny yelled as he grabbed the ecto-gun Jack had pointed at me.

His eyes moved back and forth between us, confused. "A ghost needs help?" He looked at me click closer. "Actually, I don't think I've ever seen this ghost before."

"Exactly. She usually stays in the Ghost Zone and minds her own business, but now she's deteriorating. She came to us for help." We'd spent a lot of time coming up with just the right thing to say to convince Jack to help us.

"I don't see how we'd be able to help. After all, we're ghost hunters. We can try, though, I guess..."

I suppressed a smirk. Of course Jack didn't take much convincing.

"Well, I had an idea about that. Do you remember how your ecto-dejecto always made the ghost grow instead of disappear?"

"Good thinking, Danny! I'll just have to whip up a quick batch, and we should be good to go!"

This time I had to smile. Even when he didn't have any idea of who I was, Jack was eager to help me. "Wait!" I called, hopping down from my perch on the counter. "There's something else you need to know about me." I closed my eyes and let myself transform into my human self. I opened my eyes again and stared at both their bewildered faces. "I'm only part ghost. That's why I'm deteriorating." I whispered in response to the question in their eyes.

"All the more reason to help you out!" Jack said enthusiastically. This shocked me. I hadn't been sure at all of his reaction, but I grinned at Danny. Maybe that would reassure him a little.

As Jack worked, Danny sat next to me to talk. "So it seems like you know so much about me but I don't know anything about you. Do you really just hang out in the Ghost Zone all the time?"

Clockwork had given me clearance to tell Danny I was from the future but I wasn't supposed to tell him anything else. "Actually, I don't spend much time here at all. I had to go to Clockwork to get me here."

"Does that mean..." Danny trailed off.

"I'm not from this time period? Yes. Traveled here from the future."

Danny seemed wary immediately. "How far into the future?"

I laughed, understanding immediately. "Yes, about that time, but, Danny, you have to understand. Your future is different now. When you discovered the ghostly wail years before he did, his future was upset. And you returned the test answers: something he didn't do." I smiled at him reassuringly. "You're a still hero in my time, Danny."

He seemed relieved. "So where do you come in in all this? Are you a crime fighter, too, or are you like the Frootloop?"

I couldn't help but laugh. "You've told me stories about the Frootloop, but I've never met him myself. He disappeared after–" I broke off, realizing I'd been about to say something I wasn't supposed to. "Oops. Forget I said that. But... You and I have teamed up on more than one occasion."

"So you're half ghost, too? What happened to make you that way?"

I hesitated, biting my lip. Was I allowed to tell him this? I decided to tell him the truth, but I was as vague as possible: "I'm not half ghost, I'm part ghost. I was...kinda born this way."

"What powers do you have?

"Other than the basic stuff? I can...read people's minds when I'm a human or a ghost... But other than that, I've been too focused on not dying to experiment with that. I started deteriorating when I turned 14. Since then I've spent more time as a ghost than a human, because I seem more stable in that form."

Danny looked like he was going to ask more, but at that point, Jack broke in. "It's done! We just have to test it to be sure it works the same way." He pointed to a small glass hood that sheltered a small green ectoplasmic blob with eyes. Jack injected the blob with the contents of a hypodermic needle. It shrank to a quarter of it's original size, then, like a miracle, grew to four times bigger than it had been. "It works!" Jack and Danny cried together as they shoved the creature into the Ghost Zone. I giggled.

"Here we go." I whispered as Jack picked the needle back up.

At first I felt worse. But then, after a few seconds I felt more normal. Like I had before my fourteenth birthday. I was fixed.

"Thank you!" I gasped, floating up then throwing my arms around Danny, then Jack. "Thank you so much!"

We heard the sound of a doorbell above us. "That's probably Sam and Tucker." Danny said, heading for the door.

"Could be Jazz. She hasn't gotten home from school yet." Jack offered.

It was my cue to go, then. Sam and Jazz would be more likely to see the similarities between us. I smiled. "I'll go then. Thanks again for your help!" I flew up through the ceilings of the house and into the sky. I could go home.

I didn't get very far before I was blasted by a ectoplasmic beam from behind and was sent falling back to the Earth.