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Chapter 1

"Hey! Fenturd!" Dash's voice reverberated through the hallway as he stalked after someone who was running away from him- you'd think he was running for his life by the speed and agility he showed. The teen normally didn't move so fast (he did try to keep up appearances after all) but he really didn't want to deal with the bully at that time.

Danny skidded around a corner, his red sneakers squeaked against the tile flooring. The thoughts of the perfect weekend him and his friends had planned kept him properly motivated to not be caught. Images of them beating even more levels of DOOMED lingered at the corner of his mind as he spotted the last turn he'd have to make before he reached the school's parking lot. Danny hoped that once he got there, at least some teachers would be around and it would hold off Dash's violent tendencies. Even though Dash had ignored the presence of Mr. Lancer during a beating before, the ghost teen held benefit in his doubt.

However, he didn't get as far as he would have liked. As he rounded the final corner, he smacked right into Kwan and then fell onto the hard floor. The large teen's face was decorated with a smirk as he picked Danny up by the back of his shirt; almost like he was a small kitten. The halfa gulped and smiled nervously at the football player as Dash took the time to catch up with them.

The blonde snatched Danny away and growled as he shoved him harshly into the nearest wall of lockers. A scrunched up piece of paper occupied Dash's other hand as he huffed angrily a half-foot from Danny's face.

"You know I got a 'D' on our science test? A 'D!'" The jock shoved the paper into Danny's face, "My parents are gonna kill me! And it's all because of you! If you and your stupid nerd group didn't distract me in class all day, I would have at least gotten a 'C.'"

"We distracted you? You're the one who threw stuff at every day!" Danny growled but knew that it would be lost on Dash anyway.

Dash dropped Danny to the ground only to throw open the locker he was once pressed against, "It isn't my fault! You're just so nerdy and puny, of course I have to throw shit at you. Otherwise who else would?" He then picked up the raven-haired teenager and shoved him into the empty locker.

Danny's head painfully connected with the back of the wall and the sound of the door slamming loudly echoed in his ears. He could vaguely hear Dash comment how his father wouldn't be happy, but Danny couldn't care less. The bully deserved it, maybe a stern talking-to from his parents would help him. But that was only wishful thinking really.

After waiting a few moments from the sound of footsteps and talking to quiet, Danny peered through the thin slits in the locker and once he confirmed no one was there he slipped out with a quick spell of intangibility. He rubbed the irritated bump on his head before continuing his way down the hall.

Danny only made it a few feet before familiar voices called his name from the other end of the hallway. The quick turn he did in order to see his friends hurt his head even more and he inadvertently flinched.

"Danny! Are you okay?" Sam and Tucker hurried over to him and stationed themselves on either side of him.

"Yeah yeah, don't worry! It was just an issue with Dash, the norm you know?" Danny shrugged off their concern. "I'll feel better soon. We should just head to my house and get our video gaming on."

Sam grudgingly took his word and accepted the suggestion, though that didn't stop her from narrowing her eyes suspiciously whenever Danny flinched or stumbled (even if it was just for a second).

Once they got to Fenton Works, the group quickly settled into Danny's room after raiding the kitchen cabinets for food that Jazz had bought for them for the weekend. Both Sam and Tucker verbally questioned Danny over that.

"Well, no one else is home right now. And they probably won't be until late next week probably," Danny answered with a shrug, "My folks finally caught wind of that rumored dragon up in New York."

The other teens let out a noise of comprehension at the situation. "And so they rushed off because they think it has something to do with ghosts," Sam concluded.

"Mhmm," Danny sat crisscrossed on his bed with Jazz's extra laptop sat on his legs, "and they left in the middle of the day yesterday without giving either of us a heads up. Jazz only found out after she came home to an unnaturally quiet house and a note explaining things."

"Where is Jazz anyway?" questioned Tucker when he pulled his own laptop from his backpack, "She's supposed to be the parent around here."

While he went through the process of logging into his DOOMED account Danny explained. "Well that's because my parents don't function well enough half the time to actually take care of their children-" Tucker let out a snort and muttered 'it's at least 3/4 of the time' "-whatever. But she's off doing a psych evaluation at a high school in a place called Norrisville. Apparently, it's going to be one of the studies or something that she's going have in some college letter. From what I could pick up on her ramblings, they get attacked by something similar to ghosts almost daily there. She wants to see how that mentally affect students I think. She said she's going to try the same thing at Casper, only with ghost attacks."

Sam had made herself comfortable at Danny's desktop while he was explaining and all three of them managed to load the game up. "Well, at least you don't have to worry about your parents trying to hunt you down while you're Danny Phantom."

As the talking progressed the group jumped into multiple games; somewhere they were teamed and somewhere it was a free-for-all. Of course, every time they went against Sam she kicked their butts (which wasn't a surprise at all. Although Danny was getting better at holding his ground).

"Am I the only one worried that we haven't had many ghost attacks lately?" Tucker wondered aloud right before he grimaced at the death tone coming from his headphones. Danny, who had shifted his position to lean against the back of his bed, nodded along as he didn't dare to remove his eyes from the computer screen.

"It's kinda worrying. But I'm not complaining about having some time to catch up on sleep, homework, and being able to hang out with you guys."

Sam pulled a face as an enemy player dodged a laser from her gun, "But what if they're planning something? Maybe they're just waiting for you to lower your guard."

Danny let out a chuckle, "Yeah, I can see it now: The Box Ghost, coming up with his master plan to psych me out and then drown me in a bunch of cardboard boxes."

"Danny! I'm being serious. Maybe not the Box Ghost, but Skulker or Johnny might have the mental capacity to think something up."

"Uh, hate to say it, but she's right dude," Tucker added in, jumping over a barrier to get some cover from Danny's attacks, "Something weird is definitely going on and I think you should be careful."

"Come on guys!" Danny grinned when Tucker's avatar flickered out of view and he heard Tucker groan from in front of his bed. "I promise it'll be fine! If I never have to fight a ghost again, it'd be too soon-"

Just as the words left his lips, he felt a shiver run up his spin and he saw the blue mist slip from his mouth. His groaning filled the entire room.

"Speak of the devil and he may appear…" Danny muttered, exasperated, before closing the laptop and glancing apologetically at his friends. "I'm goin' ghost!"

Sam grabbed his wrist before Danny Phantom was able to fly out of the bedroom, "Danny, be careful. If you need us I have my Fenton Phones in my bag and I'll put them on right after you leave. Don't hesitate to call, please."

Danny shot her a warm smile, "I will Sam, I promise. It's probably just Boxey if the irony shown in my life means anything."

As soon as he went intangible and flew out into the city, both Sam and Tucker felt the feeling of foreboding welling up in their chests. Sam lunged for her bag and quickly put on the F-Phones, but strangely that didn't help to calm her anxieties at all.

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The timelines are as follow: Danny Phantom is set between Infinite Realms and Girl's Night Out. Max Steel is set between Uncle Sam Wants You! and Element of Surprise P.1.

This story was adopted from Ghost Getter 1 (the story title is Two Heroes, Two Worlds, Same Complex) and I hope to continue on with it! I'll attempt to update as frequently as I can but I'm not too sure how well I can keep that up. This chapter (as well as others) has been written with heavy reference from the original, besides me reworking, some things the storyline, for now, has been created by Ghost Getter. Next chapter is when Danny will meet with N-Tech and all that. I personally can't wait to write their meeting. I feel like they'd be good friends. After all, every hero as the same complex. Or at least these two do.

(If you see any grammatical errors, spelling mistakes, etc. please leave a review about it or PM me so I can fix it!)