A/N: Okay, really shouldn't be starting new stories, but this and another one were begging. They're both cross-overs, this one with Danny Phantom and Firefly, the other DP and Criminal Minds.

This takes place after Phantom Planet and before Objects in Space (going in TIMELINE ORDER, not out of order like it was aired). Enjoy!

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It had actually been a fairly quiet day. In fact, he'd only been bothered by the Box Ghost, hardly a threat. He was flying—for amusement rather than necessity—when his cell rang.

"Phantom," he answered professionally, praying it wasn't another crazy reporter trying a roundabout way of getting an interview. After all, any reports of ghost attacks were automatically forwarded to his phone, thanks to Tucker's latest law. "State your emergency."

"Dude, chill," Tucker's voice came over smoothly, "it's just me."

Danny sighed. " 'Sup?"

"Well, I sorta found something you'll wanna see…."

Now he frowned. "Can't it wait?"

"It's important."

He sighed again. There went his free day. "I'll be there in a minute." He hung up, exhaled, and pictured Tucker's office in his head.

He materialized before his friend, surprising him. "Next time you say 'in a minute'," the green-eyed techno-geek gasped, "I'll take it to mean in five seconds!"

"Sorry. Now, what's up?"

"I was searching the radars when this showed up." He pointed at a spot on the screen.

Danny's currently glowing green eyes squinted at it. "Okay, so what is it?"

"Well, this is streaming in from just outside Earth's orbit."

"Okay, and…?"

"It's coming in quickly, like an asteroid."

Danny blinked at him. "Another one?" he gaped.

"Either that, or… it's Plasmius."

Danny hesitated a moment, taking that in. "…Oh, damn."

"Yeah, The scientists I've asked already say it's too small to be an asteroid."

"Scheisse, kuso, merda! It's Plasmius."

"It seems that way."

"Damn! And just when it started calming down!"

"Well, we still have time to plan—"

"Like that'll do any good! It's Plasmius, Tuck! He'll already have five back-up plans to counter anything we come up with!"

"I'm sure we can at least figure out what he's after."

"Uh, duh. Same thing as always. Me, Mom, Dad dead…."

"We don't know that for sure, Danny. It could be something else. I mean, he's been out there for a few months. Maybe he's changed."

"And maybe he'll destroy us all. We won't know until he starts monologuing. Damn, why now?"

" 'Cause it's Vlad."

Danny laughed once, bitterly.

A siren went off suddenly, and Danny flashed out of sight for a moment. Tuck blinked at where his friend was last. "Uh, dude? Why?"

"Sorry, Mom's been working on this new alarm. It's set up to only attack visible ghosts." Danny flashed back into sight. "What's goin' on?"

"I'm not quite sure…."

A scientist ran into the room, stared blankly at Danny for a moment, then reported to Tucker. "The unknown flying object is headed straight towards us."

"What?" both teens screeched.

"ETA two minutes."

The two boys glanced at each other. Tuck shrugged. "So much for planning anything."

Danny glared.

"Sorry. Do what ya gotta, man."

Danny nodded, then took off through the roof to face his arch-nemesis.

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Danny flew out to meet the man on the outer rim of Earth's atmosphere. Luckily, he had learned in the past few months that he didn't need a helmet or air supply in outer space.

Vlad Plasmius slowly came into view. It seemed he had slowed down as soon as he had seen the big, blue planet.

Danny waited anxiously for his older counterpart to stop, debating what he would do if he didn't. He didn't need to worry about that, though, as Vlad finally stopped a few yards before him. "Whaddaya want, Plasmius?" Danny demanded.

The man looked haggard. Not only was his skin covered in scratches, but his clothes were town, as well. "Please, boy, let me to Earth so I can rest." His voice was pleading, the exact opposite of the snarky, prideful tone he'd used the last time Danny saw him.

Danny looked at him, wary. "What do you mean?"

"It's been six months, boy, since I've had any kind of food or sustenance."

"Well, what do you expect me to do about that?"

"Let me land. Let me eat."

Danny found himself reluctantly softening to the man. "…Fine. You can land. Follow me."

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When the two landed on City Hall, Tucker and Sam forced the mobs of reporters to leave before glaring up at their friend.

Danny winced. "Sorry, guys."

"Oh, you will be," his girlfriend, Sam Manson, hissed.

"Just… could you get him something to eat?"

Sam stomped off, muttering, "Damn hero complex'll kill us all…!"

Tucker Foley glanced nervously at Danny. "You'd better know what you're doing."

"I do." Danny turned back to Plasmius. "Let's talk."

As Tucker followed Sam's earlier path, Plasmius murmured, "Yes, let's."

"What brings you back to Earth?"

"I have a proposition for you, boy."

"What is it?" The word 'proposition' had set off all the warning bells in Danny's head. He was getting nervous.

"I'm willing to leave you alone, boy."

Danny's eyes narrowed, glowing brighter. "What's the catch?"

"No catch," Vlad said, hands raised, palms out. Then, he smirked vaguely, reminding the boy of his past self. "You just have to wear this," he pulled out a steel bracelet, "so I know where you are, and thus how to avoid you."

Danny studied the device. "What all does that thing do?"

Vlad chuckled. "It's just a GPS, boy, don't be so suspicious!"

"Give me one good reason why I should trust you," Danny snarled.

The man slammed the teen into the wall. "Think of it this way, then. If you don't trust me, I will kill your friends and family. No one will suspect me, I'm stuck in space! Everyone will think it was you. After all, you are a ghost. You're destined for destruction. They're just waiting for you to snap so they can ship you off to the GIW, where you belong. Face it, boy, they don't like you. They never did, and they never will." He snapped the bracelet onto the boy's wrist. "This is your only choice!"

"Danny!" two voices shrieked.

The teen's head spun to the entrance, where Tuck and Sam were staring in shock. Danny's eyes went back to Vlad's, and they shared a look, the former worried and the latter sneering. "No," the teen breathed.

"It's your choice," Vlad whispered. "Agree, or kill them."

The teen looked back at his friends. Sam was sobbing. He locked eyes with Tucker, mouthing, 'I'm sorry.'

Vlad pulled Danny's head back around. "Good choice." He pulled out another steel band and snapped it harshly onto the boy's bicep. "A brother noble, /Whose nature is so far from doing harms, /That he suspects none: on whose foolish honesty /My practises ride easy! I see the business." The man smirked down at the spasming teen. "See you in a few centuries, son."

As Sam and Tuck screamed his name one more time, Danny disappeared.

Vlad turned to them, smirking. "Let me, if not by birth, have lands by wit: /All with me's meet that I can fashion fit." He breathed deeply, relishing in his victory before leering at them. "Now, I believe I have a town to reclaim…."

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Danny rematerialized into being in the deep expanses of space. As he looked around, he discovered he didn't even recognize the stars and planets he saw. He screamed, blasted, and Ghostly-Wailed until he ran out of energy. Then, he let gravity pull him down to the closest planet, destined to wait there until Vlad ever decided to track him down.

It was going to be a long few hundred years….

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A/N: So, Vlad totally seems like an Edmund (for those of you into Shakespeare, the lines underlined above are from King Lear). Anywayz, here on out begins the crazy involved in Firefly and all its western/Chinese mixing-ness!

Yay! Byez, y'all!