Okay, so after wrestling around with this a bit, and having to remember what I had originally written down before it got destroyed (don't ask, I don't even know how) so without further ado, here is my Danny Phantom season 4, "premeiring" with a one-hour special! Here we go!

DISCLAIMER: Do not own Danny Phantom. Wish I did. At least we would be watching new epsiodes by now. All I own is my three oc's, two of which you will see here.

Danny Phantom 4th Season

Episode 1-Things Change With New Beginnings

Though it seemed that it was only yesterday it in fact had been a year and a half since the events of the Disasteroid made Danny Phantom a worldwide hero. When he made the choice to reveal his ghost side to everyone, including his parents who were told earlier when all hope had seemed lost, the reaction was one of welcoming and acceptance which made the young man feel better about having his abilities. And what was even better for him was that he finally told the girl he loved of his true feelings for her. And that girl was one of his best friends, Sam Manson. Of course, she surprised him in return by letting him know first that she loved him all along.

During the course of the timespan from the almost end of the world catastrophe the threesome remained the same, Tucker was still mayor and had revolutionized the city to bring it more into the 21st century, the trio had moved along in their high school careers and were now juniors with a lot more respect from their peers than what they had gotten as freshman. As for Danny's parents, they were more than willing to help out their son in any way possible in case of a ghost attack or emergency. Ever since realizing that it was their boy that they wanted to tear apart molecule by molecule they wanted to make sure that their child was going to be prepared no matter what type of fight it was and how hard the difficulty level was. Either way with their combined efforts the level of ghostly attacks decreased dramatically which let the young hero have some time to hang out with his friend and love, actually make an effort in school, and have a shot of living a somewhat normal life. Unless there was an international crisis that needed his help dealing with, then he would have to put everything on hold and deal with the trouble that required his brand of heroics.

As for the ghosts that helped saved the world so that their dimension would have a chance for survival they returned home to the Ghost Zone where they all lived their afterlives in peace. But, for sometime now, each and every one was feeling that something was coming, a change that couldn't be denied. However, no one could figure out what the occurrence meant and what it was supposed to be. Deciding to band together to figure out what to do several ghosts met at Walker's Prison in the warden's office to discuss several possibilities. Among them were many of Phantom's enemies: Skulker, Ember, Penelope Spectra, the Box Ghost, Sidney Pointdexter, and Vortex. All at the same time were several conversations each discussing what their opinion on what the change was. Getting a severe headache from it all the head of the ghostly jail interjected, "Alright, enough of this. All of these different discussions are starting to get on my nerves. Which by the way is against the rules, so I suggest that we get someone who can actually tell us what in the Zone is coming."

"I believe that we can clear up the situation for you all that have gathered here, just as prophecy foretold years ago," a voice came from the doorway, one that was vary familiar yet seemed to be foreign to all the specters there.

All turning to see who had arrived each pair of eyes saw that it was two new ghosts that none had never seen around the dimension. One was a very old ghoul wearing some sort of robe that looked very noble and said that he had some sort of title centuries ago and walked or floated with a staff that matched his appearance. The other looked much younger than his companion but his stature said that he had seen many things and gone through many hardships in his eternal journey. But what was even more curious was that he looked very much like a certain ghost boy that had plagued every single afterlife in the office but instead of a jumpsuit it was a peculiar-looking military style uniform complete with a silver-lined cape and a medium brimmed hat with a silver trimming along the edge. He did however have the same green eyes and the same silver hair as Earth's hero. After several seconds of observing later the metal hunter inquired, "Who are you and what do you mean 'just as prophecy foretold years ago?' If it is you ghost child and think that you can play a trick on Skulker, there will be more than just your pelt hanging on my wall once I'm finished with you."

Stepping forward the elder spirit countered, "You sir, made of metal and technology of this century, are making a grave mistake by thinking that this is the halfa that has saved more lives than he can ever possibly hope to count to. This is a noble warrior that had to make a great sacrifice in order to set things in motion up to this point in time. And you had better be lucky that I havenn't made you rust where you stand with the power that I possess."

Shocked by how the ethereal being stood right up to him made the mechanized trapper gape in silence and back off. Seeing the authority the ancient one held the rock star asked, "If anyone can shut the useless tin can up, then I'm willing to listen. Anyone else agree?"

"I AM THE BOX GHOST!," the most annoying ghost cried. "AND I ALSO AGREE THAT WE MUST LISTEN TO THIS GREAT AND WISE OLD ONE!"

"Though I don't usually approve bullying on bullying, I'm willing to make an exception on this account," the nerd accepted.

Seeing that all were in accordance, the other newcomer stepped forward and explained, "The reason that we said that this meeting was preordained many years ago was that a time would come when the once noble Dark family would return to rule this world but with compassion, truth, justice, and the heart of a good-natured soul. And that time is now, with what had happened that almost destroyed both dimensions the fates have decided that this place needs to go in a new direction and with that a new ruler that will bring the Zone into a better light."

"Whoa, whoa, wait a minute," Spectre prompted, not believing what she was hearing. "The Dark family? Are you crazy? And besides, everyone knows that Pariah never had any children, so therefore no heir to his throne. It's simple psychology, pardon the term."

"Ah, but that's where you're wrong, my red-headed dear," the older visitor counteracted. "The Ancient Ones had made that up to cover up the real truth. It is in fact that the old king's passed on wife did have a baby daughter before his fateful imprisonment. The order did not even know this until one heard the child's cries and found her lying in her crib wondering what had awoken her from the nap she was taking. After calling his brothers to show what he had found they all agreed that the newborn would be better off on Earth not knowing who she really is and who her real family was. Seeintg that this task needed to be completed as quickly as possible one was chosen to bring the child to the land of the living and place her in a human family hoping that she would grow up thinking that she was another living being and not a ghostly princess."

When he finished everyone was in shock by what they heard. To think that there was somone to inheirit the crown after all this time was a big blow to what they knew as history. No one could even speak they were all blown away. A thought creeping into his head the weather-controlling ghost wheezed, taking a breath every few words, "And how, pray tell, would you know who it was? Certainly she has changed after all this time. Those buffoons must have figured out some way of distinguishing her from everyone else."

"Unfotunately, they wanted her never to return to this place so they had removed a locket with a cross made of pure white ecto-crystal on the lid that had been around her neck and tossed it aside but one didn't want it left behind so he tucked it away then volunteered to take the baby from her real home. Once he reached Earth he gave the necklace back hoping that it would help her remember at least something from her past. Afterwhich the Ancient One left and never turned back. Not a day goes by that I don't think of what we had done to such a young soul."

Revealing that he was the last Ancient One all the other ghosts were now overloading with too much information. Once the headache had subsided Skulker clarified, "So you're saying that the girl who might be wearing this necklace is the next queen of the Ghost Zone?"

Nodding in reply the elder answered, "More or less. But I have a good feeling that she has never taken it off, her heart saying that it will lead her to the truth. I just know it."

"And how do you fit into all of this, Mr. Dipstick Look-a-like?," Ember asked, casting a direction in the older ghoul's companion.

"I fit into all of this is because of my twin brother, who just happens to be bonded to the young man on Earth, thank you. So I suggest you show a bit more respect if I were you," the specter warned, his eyes slitting a bit. "The reason why is that we were both the boy in a past life but only one of us could exist here while he lived on Earth. I chose to go, but my brother told me that I had a greater purpose here. I wouldn't dare let him go because we only had each other but he promised me that everything would be alright. So with that he left and now the past is the past. At least I know he's happy doing what he is meant to do and I couldn't be prouder. But for what purpose I have is still unknown to me."

"Darren, I've told you time and time again it's to protect the princess once we find her and guide her up to the point where she understands who she is and what her destiny is supposed to be," the former Ancient One reminded. "Why can't you understand that?"

"Alistair, I am not going to discuss this in front of the group," the warrior contradicted, hoping to shut his friend up about the subject. "All I've said about it was that it's not the purpose that I know that I need to fulfill."

Sighing in discontent, the eldest ghost lamented, "Oh, you never want to accept the fact that you were just fated to be a bodyguard and a teacher and nothing more. But I guess that you have the right to dream of a bigger thing. I don't know what to think of it anymore."

Giving his associate a bit of a glare, the lonely brother quickly decided to change the subject and ask, "So, with other things aside, will any of you be willing to help us on our quest to see our home filled with light and peace?"

Everyone looking at each other with a skeptical look on all of their faces they looked right at the two and answered in a flat tone, "No way."

"Why would we want to find someone that just might turn out to be as cruel and evil as her father?," the rebel musician added.

"Besides, I'm sure that there's another change that will be more significant to us than trying to find a lost princess that's supposedly not even exist," Pointdexter belittled.

"Might as well go ask the ghost boy since he is partly your brother," Skulker pointed out, meaning it as nothing more as an idle thought.

"So in other words you simply don't care whether or not that her return might be the biggest change that can affect you all," Darren simplified, getting what they were talking about.

Then catching what the hunter had to say made some good sense. Getting a bit of a smirk on his face he replied, "You know what? I'll do just that. Why I didn't think of that before is beyond me. Thanks for the suggestion. Come on Alistair, let's go find him."

Quickly leading his friend out of the office, they left the ghosts in a stupor that looked like they were all slapped across the face, especially the robot who didn't think that he was going to be taken seriously.

Meanwhile, the sixteen-year-old hero was in the basement lab of his house with his girlfriend and his friend who had the day off from his mayoral duties to work on some personal projects and offload the recent catch from the nightly patrols. As Danny grabbed the Thermons he said, "I'm surprised that there's only two ghosts out last night. I caught them so quickly I had time to get home to finish Lancer's report of the history of the Ghost Zone's royal lineage."

"I still can't believe that the school board decided to institute a class on the Ghost Zone, from the history to all the locations," Sam complained for the twenty-fifth time. "And most of this stuff we already know, so why bother?"

"Because Sam, that's just it," Tucker explained. "We already know what the class is going to teach. Nobody else does. The board felt that by teaching what the Zone was all about would better strengthen our understanding of what's in there. But that's just me repeating what they proposed at the meeting."

Inserting the canister into the slot and depositing the contents the ghost boy added, "And besides, we may even find out some stuff that we didn't figure out before. I think it's a great opportunity to take. But I'm still wondering why he made us write a report on Pariah Dark's family. I thought that he was the only one. Who knew that he was just the last generation before the lineage was ended."

Popping the bottle out the international hero turned around and was about the put the object back on the shelf where it belonged but the familiar sound of the Portal opening up made him spin right back around and fall into a defensive stance, ready for whatever might come out and attack. Seeing their friend getting ready to fight made the others grab a weapon and prepare for battle as well. And what stepped out surprised them all.

At about the same time Darren and Alistair were flying on their way to the Fenton Ghost Portal to ask Danny for his help and on the journey they were once again discussing the topic of why the younger could feel that he was meant for something greater but the elder knew what his job was from beginning to end.

"You're just stuck in your old set way of thinking, especially from your days in the Ancient Order," the fighter argued, not wanting to give up on what he knew was right.

"You're just stubborn to the facts, my young friend," the elder stated. "Like Clockwork I am able to see the events of the future but only fragments and what I've seen of you is what I've told you time and time again. Once the heir is found you are to protect her and show her what she must know and once she understands what she has to do you can pass on from this place. If you won't believe me I'm just going to have to let the course of time speak for itself."

"Fine with me," the stubborn ghoul agreed, finishing the conversation.

Seeing that the gate was approaching the black claded spirit was silently glad that the discussion was over, at least for the time being. When they arrived, they hovered in front of it for a few seconds then Alistair opened the hatches with his ancient power. Once they were slid open they stepped through to find the trio ready to fight at the drop of a hat. Keeping his composure Darren stepped up and asked, "Danny Fenton a.k.a. Danny Phantom? We need to talk."

"Uh, sure. But who exactly are you and why do you look like my ghost half?," the young man inquired, slowing starting to get confused by the newcomers. "And how were able to open the Portal from the other side?"

"All will be explained in time, young one," Alistair answered, coming up and standing by his associate. "For now, we must explain why we are here and why we have come to you. The both of us are on a quest to bring change to the Ghost Zone, change that greatly impact the dimension as we know it. Our mission is to find the lost and supposedly nonexistent princess of the Ghost Zone, protect her, and show her what she is destined to be. We've brought this to a group of ghosts that had gathered to discuss the change they were feeling throughout and asked for their assistance, but they turned the offer down and directed us to you. So we have come to ask for your assistance, Danny Phantom. Will you help us bring our home finally into the light?"

Listening to what the older ghost had to say the halfa was really in a pickle. At first he was sure that he was just hearing things when the specter said they were trying to find a ghost that was supposed to not exist at all but the tone of his voice said that he knew that she was real and living somewhere he did not know. The hero also found it strange since he was writing a report on Pariah's family he never found anything on this. Something like this would definitely give him an A+ for sure.

"No, no, focus Fenton. This is a serious situation here and you need to pay attention to this."

These were two spirits that needed his help, and of course there's the other countries that might need his help at any given moment. He figured that if he did agree to it he could break, take care of the situation, then come back and get back to the search.

"There you go. Now you're listening to what's going on. I know that they'll understand if we need to go take care of the condition first."

It was either him still getting an overload of information or Danny was sure that he was hearing a voice inside of his head. Deciding to take a chance at it he asked mentally, "Uh, whoever is in my head did you just talk to me?"

"Yes I did," the voice replied. "And I'm not a voice. I'm someone that even though you thought you got rid of almost a year and a half ago I was still there waiting for a surge of ectoplasmic power to revive me."

"Wait are you saying that this is my ghost half speaking?," the human side inquired, getting into even more of a pickle.

"Well, technically I am half of you but in reality I'm a past life of you and the ghost that looks a lot like me is my twin brother," the ghost side explained. "Since there were two of us and one of you one of us had to merge with you so that the past could be correct in its writing. At first my brother volunteered to do it but I stopped him and said that this was my purpose and his was meant for something else. I knew that he didn't want to see me go but I assured him that I would be alright and he agreed to let me go. And you know the rest from when it happened. The reason why I'm able to finally speak again is because of my brother's presence. We've always been connected and now that he's near here I am talking to you. Isn't that right, bro?"

"You always knew when I caught your mental brainwaves alive and kicking so to speak," the elder sibling responded. "I'm sorry that my brother decided to interject like he did. I had forgotten that his mind had to lay dormant in order for you two to be bonded properly. But I need to warn you now that once he gets going he doesn't stop talking. Ever."

"I'll keep that in mind," Fenton remarked. "Well, I never go into anything big without Sam or Tucker, so I need to talk with them before I give my answer."

"That is fine by me," Alistair agreed. "Take as much time as you need to. We don't mind waiting a bit longer."

Nodding in reply, the threesome huddled together and talked about it, a couple times there was a bit of a heated argument but mostly it was calm and well spoken out. After about a good ten to fifteen minutes the team broke up and the halfa said to the two visitors, "Alright, we've talked about it, argued about it, but we decided to help you out with this. But we are going to need specifics on any signs that is her. Looks, clothes, anything."

"Of course," the former Ancient One acknowledged. "There is only one way to know that this is the young woman we've been searching for is by the necklace she wears. It is a golden oval locket with a cross made of pure ectocrystal inset into the lid. It was given to her when she was just born. When she was found by the Ancient Ones they tossed the trinket aside thinking that she should never know who her family really is or who she was born as, but one decided that she needed at least one thing to let her know that she was someone that had to be known. He volunteered to take the child here to Earth where he gave the baby the accessory back and hoped that she would do well and be proud of who she would grow up to be."

Paying attention to what the sign was the Goth couldn't help but notice how the old ghoul had said the end part and got the notion that he knew exactly which one was the volunteer. Looking right at him she clarified, "You were the one that brought her here and gave the locket back, weren't you?"

"Yes, I was, my dear," the old ethereal being answered. "I knew that it was my real purpose to make sure that the young heiress was returned home and ready to assume her father's throne and her family's legacy, to turn it around and make into something worth respecting and honoring."

"So now that we are all going to work together to get this done, I have been wondering on whether or not we need to stay here or work from the Zone," Darren piped up. "Because in my opinion I think it would be good to stay in this dimension and work undercover. More eyes, more possibilities to find her I say."

"I agree," Alistair commented. "But in order to make this work we would need to have the rare shapeshifting ability that I know you don't have and I gave mine up so that the princess would be able to look like a human baby."

"Well, I think I might just have the answer to your dilemma," Tucker suggested. "For a few months now I've been working on a device that can camouflage the wearer to look like anything and everyone. I had meant it for cosplaying purposes but I think that this a better one. Willing to try it out?"

Giving it a couple of seconds of thought, the free brother responded, "Well, it does sound like a good option but will it work on a ghost? I'm always a bit precocious about stuff like this and I want to be cautious if or when we do test it."

"I can make some modifications for it to work with a ghost," the young mayor complied. "Just give me a few hours and I can have it ready for testing later this evening. And while I'm thinking on it, there's a curio shop in town in need of some new owners. Maybe you could use that a base of operations and a place to stay while you're here. Interested?"

"Did you say curio shop?," the ex Ancient One repeated, getting excited. "I love curios! It sounds like the perfect plan to me."

"Eh, so as long as Alistair's happy and content, I'm in agreement," the future bodyguard added. "And as to the plan for the device, it sounds good to me. Hope you don't mind if we stay here for now Danny, until Tucker returns."

"Oh, sure," the ghost boy said. "But I do need to go and tell my parents that we have some special guests and to not blast you apart molecule by molecule. They tend to cry 'GHOST!' first, shoot second, and ask questions later almost never. Hang on, I'll be right back."

Watching the young man head up the stairs, Tucker said that he needed to leave and get working on the device so he followed his friend up to the ground floor. A couple of minutes later the halfa came back down and informed, "Well, it took a bit of convincing but they're okay with it but for now I suggest that we stay down here until Tuck gets back."

Hearing that it was all clear, the two visitors couldn't help but look at each other with a bit of a worried look on their faces, their minds wondering what happened up there to make the hero say that they might need to stay downstairs at least until the techno geek returned.

A few hours later, Tucker was back and in the lab with the others working with Darren with the newly modified camouflage gauntlet. As the ghost was wearing the mayor was making a few adjustments for a proper fit, adequate power levels, and other things. Making one more tweak the young political official said, "Well, that should just about do it. Thanks to Mr. and Mrs. Fenton giving me that crash course in ghost equipment I was able to reconfigure it so that it would work with ghosts and not against them. It still has the same concept of making you look like anything you want by your brain patterns and thought processes and the disguise programs will do the rest. Simple as that. Ready to go?"

"Yes and no," the wearer replied, a bit nervous. "I'm a little worried that my mind is going to all of a sudden get a picture of a horrible monster and turn me into that. But this would mean a lot for our quest so might as well get it over with."

Taking a deep breath to calm himself the tester closed his eyes and created an image in his head which the small machine picked up immediately and went to work, shifting his appearance to make him look like a human slightly older than the three friends. He now had black-streaked dark brown hair, his light gray skin brightened to a light cream color, and was wearing a a black tank top with a silver design that looked like some sort of winged creature, charcoal gray pants, and black leather biker boots. He had even ingeniously made the gadget look like a leather bracelet. When it was over the new human looked himself over and was surprised at how different he looked now. Turning to face his companion he asked, "Okay, how bad do you think I look? I know that you've got at least something to say about it."

"If you want my opinion so badly, then fine," Alistair retorted. "I think you look just like one of the living. Certainly is a good look from you since I can now tell you apart from your brother now."

"Brother, could you please tell him that I resent that, please," Danny's ghost side asked his sibling mentally, a bit ticked off at the remark.

"Easy, Lukras. He's just saying that it will be easier for him to know which one of us he's talking to," Darren soothed, trying to ease his brother's anger. "It's nothing to get upset about."

Observing the transformation Tucker was happy that is invention worked successfully and without a glitch. Pulling another one out that he had also modified he said while looking at the elder, "Alright, now that we know that the gauntlet works, I have another one that can be used. Willing to give it a go?"

Looking at the device, the former Ancient One wasn't willing to work with something so modern and unfamiliar to him but he knew that he had no choice in the matter. The ghost was on a mission and had to do everything necessary to see it through. Floating over to the young African American he replied, "If it is simple as what happened to Darren, then yes. Let's begin."

Nodding in reply the mayor got right to work repeating what he did with the other ghost's gizmo tuning to the same levels as before. Taking only a few seconds this time he nodded to the spirit saying that it was ready to go. Returning it the ethereal being concentrated and turned into a younger version of himself, still with gray hair but was now standing taller than everyone and was dressed in a light blue dress shirt, khaki pants, and a pair of dress shoes. Glancing at his friend he said, "Now this is what a proper disguise is supposed to look like. Let's just hope that you can pull that off without a hitch."

Giving an equalized glare to the old man the fourth teenager huffed, "No matter what you look like you still act like an old man."

Watching the two fight the three friends looked at each other with a worried expression on their faces then Danny cleared his throat to catch their attention and said, "With everything else that have to be taken care of, I guess we're now ready to start this journey and unravel this mystery once and for all."

"Yes, you are right," Alistair agreed, stopping the argument from progressing and looking at the international hero. "We are now beginning one of the greatest legends of all time."

And there you have it! The first episode of my version of a Danny Phantom season 4! Stay tuned to a brand new "episode" coming to you real soon!