-1Full Summary: Growing up is hard, especially when you're Dara Fenton who leads a duel life as Dara Phantom the half-ghost daughter of Danny Phantom. However, as Dara enters her 14th year new changes await her as she discovers she may very well be the most powerful being to ever exist, but is that a good thing? Dara's powers are going out of control, and her ghost half seems to be taking over. Will Danny be able to save his daughter? Or will she save us all?
Disclaimer: No, I do not own Danny Phantom, or any of its characters or episodes. I, also, do not own any other author's work on fan fiction, so if any of my story sounds like something from someone else's I'm sorry and I assure you the similarities are entirely accidental. That being said I do own this particular story, Dara, and any other characters that appear in this story but do not appear in the Danny Phantom show.
Author's Note: For anyone who has seen Phantom Planet, you may notice that there are some things in my story that differ slightly from how that episode ended. If you want the specifics check out my profile. If you don't care then just read the story, trust me the differences are easy to pick up. Anyway, enjoy!
Chapter 1: Training
"It's quiet. Too quiet." a young female voice said. The voice echoed off the steel walls of the compound, however, if one were to look in that area at that exact moment they would notice something very odd. There was no one in the room where the voice had come from, at least no one that was visible at the moment. Suddenly, from out of thin air, a young teenage ghost girl stepped out into the middle of the room. The ghost girl wore an outfit with material that resembled that of a jumpsuit with a few modifications, however. She wore a black sleeveless top that stopped at her midriff. Her bottom half was covered by black streamlined pants, a white belt, and white boots. Her white gloves were very long reaching from her hands all the way up to her shoulders (but not covering them). Her long straight white hair was tied up in a ponytail that sat atop her head, and she had bright glowing green eyes which people who knew her well said looked exactly like her father's. Truth be told, to many ghosts in the Ghost Zone, this ghost girl looked an awful lot like another famous (or infamous depending on how you look at it) ghost they knew all too well. And it wasn't just the fact that she had a DP logo emblazoned on her shirt either. Anyway, the ghost girl was currently in a giant room with steel walls surrounding her on every side and it was deathly quiet.
"It's quiet. Too quiet." she said. All of a sudden a giant steel wall fell from the ceiling right on top of her. She was able to go intangible and phaze through it just in time. However, three more steel walls followed this one but the ghost girl was quick on her feet (so to speak) and she was able to dodge all of them.
Next ectodarts were flying at her from every direction. She took to the air and went intangible allowing the darts to pass through her before she fired up her ghost ray and took out all the machines that fired the darts. The green energy engulfed the machine as they blew up. Just as the ghost girl was feeling pretty good about herself, a giant blast of energy hit her from behind and she fell to the ground hitting it hard.
As she looked up she saw that her attacker was another ghost with white hair wearing a black jumpsuit (she couldn't see the ghost's face because they were wearing a mask). The new ghost fired off another round of green ectoplasmic blasts but the ghost girl was fast and was in the air before the energy blasts could hit. The ghost girl fired her own ghost ray at her attacker, but the new ghost was fast, too, and dodged them with ease before becoming invisible. "Where'd she go?!" the ghost girl wondered aloud. She got her answer in the form of the ghost's fist making contact with her chin and throwing her against the wall. The ghost then shot a rippling blast of energy at her, but the ghost girl recovered quickly and surrounded herself with an ectoshield which reflected the blasts. Through her ectoshield the ghost girl was able to throw out her own energy blasts. Her attacker was not entirely prepared for this tactic and was hit with several of the rays.
The ghost girl, thinking she was safe, lowered her ectoshield and floated out into the center of the room. However, her attacker was crafty and quickly and skillfully blasted the ghost girl with huge amounts of sound waves which the ghost turned into spectral energy. The ghost girl was taken completely off guard and thrown back by the pulsation of the sound waves where she ended up hitting the ceiling so hard it cracked and a cloud of dust formed around her, blocking her from view. The attacker thinking they had won turned their back to the ghost girl. Now the number one rule in any battle is never turn your back to your opponent, and the number two rule is that it's not over till it's over. The ghost attacker was suddenly struck from behind by a powerful blast of green energy. The attacker was hit so hard they were thrown in a somersault in the air.
"That was a good move," the ghost girl said from a place the other ghost couldn't see, "but not good enough!" the ghost girl said as she suddenly reappeared flying right toward her attacker with her fists out at high speed. Her fist made a hard powerful contact with the ghost attacker's face. The ghost was dazed just long enough for the ghost girl to grab their arm and fling them over her shoulder, in a very marshal arts type way, which resulted in her attacker landing hard on the floor. "That would be checkmate, I win." the ghost girl said as (in one quick motion) she brought out the thermos she always carried with her and sucked her ghost attacker inside. Beads of sweat and perspiration were dripping from her face as the after effect of her battle, but she had a smile on her face obviously pleased with her accomplishment. All of a sudden bright lights shown into the room as the traps reset themselves and a male voice emanated from the loudspeakers hooked up around the room.
"Good job honey, very impressive. Now come back up to the control room."
"Okay be right there." The ghost girl flew up to the top of the training compound, and phazed through the giant window on the wall landing right in the control room next to a raven haired man sitting in a chair. The man pressed a few buttons on the control panel in order to reset the training facility.
Once that was finished he turned to the ghost girl. The man wore a pair of old blue jeans, a red tee-shirt, and dirty brown boots. He had the same mess of raven black hair that he had since forever, and he still had those same sky blue eyes. Truthfully, the face of Danny Fenton hadn't changed all that much from when he was a teenager, and neither really had his taste in clothes. He had grown up, though. He now stood at around six feet tall and had become rather muscular (fighting ghosts for 20 years can really give you some definition). Truly Danny Fenton was a very handsome man under those old worn out clothes (actually he was very handsome with the clothes as well). Yes, truly a catch for all those bachelorette women looking for a husband. Unfortunately for all of them, Danny Fenton had already been caught officially 14 years ago and had no intention of ever wriggling free.
Danny Phantom still protected the city of Amity Park, where he still resides, however, at the young age of 34 he finds himself not only a city's protector but, also, a husband and a father of a teenage girl. The girl, as you have probably already guessed, was the ghost girl we met in the beginning and who has just finished another successful training session.
"You let your guard down again, Dara." Danny said in a slightly strict yet rather worried tone, "You know better then to put down your ectoshield before your sure the enemy is down. A mistake like that could cause you to get seriously injured."
Now a comment like this would send the normal teenage girl (even if her normal was being the half ghost daughter of the famous ghost super hero Danny Phantom) into a fit of hysterics causing a huge argument to ensue between parent and child. However, Dara was not your typical teenager with or without the ghost powers.
At her father's remarks, Dara simply chuckled to herself and rolled her eyes. Yep, this was definitely her dad. The truth is that Dara had done everything she could do in that battle almost perfectly. She had done everything she could to protect herself, keeping up her ectoshield any longer would've used up, too, much energy and she wouldn't have been able to ultimately defeat her opponent. She knew it, her dad knew it, and she knew her dad knew it, but he would never say it. The truth is Danny would rather see Dara overly protected in a battle than winning it.
However, that didn't mean Danny didn't have confidence in his daughter, and Dara knew that. He just cared that was all. He was a big overprotective worry wart when it came to Dara, and it had always been like that. In fact it only been just last year that Dara was finally able to convince her dad that she was fully capable of fighting ghosts just like he did. Danny had been reluctant to allow his daughter to fight ghosts despite how powerful she was. He knew it would cause problems for her, and he didn't want to see her get hurt. And he, also, knew (from personnel experience) once you start fighting ghosts you can't stop and your life will never be normal again.
However, Dara argued that she had never been normal. She had been born a halfa, and (although he didn't want her to fight ghosts) Danny had started training Dara in controlling her ghost powers after she was finally able to transform fully into her ghost half when she was four. Those first few years of her life, however, were difficult (that's the pretransformation years).
Raising a child normally is hard, however, it's made even harder when you have a three year old who shoots beams of green energy out of her eyes every time she throws a tantrum, or one that randomly will turn intangible and phaze through the floor while jumping on her bed. Finding a babysitter was hard, too. Considering that they could loose the child they were supposed to be watching even when she was sitting right next to them because she had suddenly decided to become invisible. Because of this, anyone who didn't know the Fenton family secret was not allowed in the house when Dara was growing up.
The people of earth were still blissfully clueless to the fact that Danny Fenton was Danny Phantom, and he intended to keep it that way if only for his daughter's sake. Danny had told his parents years ago, of course, and even though after he saved the world from the Disasteroid and public opinion of Danny Phantom among most had gone from evil enemy to great hero, there were still a few party pooping humans out there that would cause trouble for him and his family if he didn't have his secret identity to fall back on. Plus, as Danny has told Dara many times before, fame and always being in the spotlight isn't all it's cracked up to be.
Dara realized this as well, and she promised Danny she had enough control of her powers to keep the Phantom identity secret. Dara, also, made it clear that she was doing this simply because she wanted to, and she had not been influenced by anyone else (especially her Gramps, because it seemed that Jack was very intent on continuing on the Fenton family legacy of ghost hunting and was more than happy to push his ideas on his grandchildren). Dara really did love hunting ghosts, and she really did want to help her dad fight.
Danny, also, knew that along with his ghost powers Dara had, also, gotten his stubbornness. She wasn't going to give up on this. Plus she gave him those big puppy dog eyes she always gave him when she really wanted something. He finally gave in and let her fight ghosts just like he had. She was about the same age he was when he had started fighting ghosts, so he figured she was old enough.
However, he did require these training sessions to make sure Dara was still at the top of her game, and to check for new ghost powers she may have developed (which he knew would come soon enough). Despite this, Danny had pretty much let Dara hunt ghosts with no restrictions (she just couldn't blow up too much of the town at once), and Dara loved him for it.
Danny knew how much Dara loved being half ghost and how happy fighting ghosts made her. Danny was just happy that she was happy , he just hoped Dara wouldn't come to regret it one day.
Dara knew how much her dad worried about her. He was the same with her mom, so she tried to be as careful as possible while fighting. She knew he'd still worry, but she hoped not as much. She hated to see her dad sad or upset, her mom too. They were very close those three, and unlike most teenagers Dara didn't mind that both her parents smothered her with caring and love. In retrospect, she'd rather have parents who care too much then parents who don't care at all.
Dara has always been told she's not a normal teen, and she knows she's not. Dara and her parents never fight. Well, they fight ghosts, but that's different. (A/N: Yes, I know that line is in Danny Phantom, but it just fit so perfectly there.) She didn't see the point in arguing with her parents over nothing, and then giving them the silent treatment and doing something stupid just to spite them. She loved both her parents way, too, much to ever do anything like that.
That's why she didn't mind that her dad was telling her she should've overprotected herself. If he hadn't been a paranoid mass of over protectiveness she would've been worried. However, she did feel the need to assert herself a little this time just to make her dad realize he didn't need to worry so much.
"You always say something like that Daddy." Dara said in a laughing tone, "You need to stop worrying so much. Honestly you're only 34 years old and you're already getting gray hair. I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself when faced with a ghost attack, and it's not like I don't know how to take a punch. I was trained by the best, remember?" Danny smiled sweetly at his daughter's comment.
"I know you are. And I know I may come off as overprotective, but I just can't stop myself from worrying about you and I'm never going to either."
"I know Daddy. I know." As she said this, two blue rings encircled Dara. Starting at her middle, one ring traveled down her bottom half while the other covered her top. It took mere seconds for the powerful ghost girl known as Dara Phantom to transform into her human teenage counterpart Dara Fenton.
Dara was 14 years old and a freshmen at Casper High School. Her high school career had started only a week ago, it being only September, but she found she was well known, unfortunately, by one of her parents' old teachers Mr. Lancer (yes he's still there).
Dara's face resembled that of her father. She had the same sky blue eyes as him, along with similar features on her face. Dara, also, had that same warm half smile that seemed to only come directly from Danny's genes. She did have the same color of black hair that he did, however, it was longer and was straight just like her mother's. It was, of course, up in a high ponytail falling along her back just as it had in her ghost form.
However, no matter how much she looked like her father, there was no mistaking where Dara got her fashion sense from. Dara was extremely Goth. She wore a long sleeved black shirt which was cut into little fringes at the openings near her hands giving it a very gothic look. She wore a black skirt with dark purple lines on it drawn in a checkered pattern. She wore stockings exactly like her mother's old ones, except Dara's were black not purple. And, to top off the ensemble, Dara wore her mother's old black combat boots.
Actually, it was those combat boots that originally made Dara want to be Goth. She had come across her mother's old boots in a box in the attic when she was ten. She really liked the way they looked and they fit her, and the rest is history.
Dara Fenton was the spitting image of her mother in high school, no doubt about it. From her gothic attire, to her ultra-recyclo vegetarian lifestyle (she's this because her mother absolutely refused to have any type of meat in the house), from her unique individuality, to her independent attitude and her utter distain for anything popular it was obvious to anyone in Amity Park that Dara was indeed the daughter of Sam Manson (well Fenton now).
The fact that Dara was, also, extremely stubborn and knew everything there was to know about anything ghostly related proved that she was indeed a Fenton as well. Anyone who knew them well would say that Dara was just like her father with all of her mother's attitude. Part Danny and part Sam, now that's a lethal combination.
"Well, that's all the training for today. You really did a great job. I'm so proud of you babygirl." Dara smiled at the use of the nickname her father had always used for her. He called her that the day she was born. He said he continued to call her that because in that one moment when he first saw her, he couldn't have loved her more. Yeah, she knew it was corny but that was her dad and she wouldn't change him for the world. Besides when her dad called her that she felt special, and even though she'd never admit it out loud she hoped he never stopped calling her that.
"Thanks Daddy." Dara said.
"Oh, yeah one more thing. What gray hair were you talking about?" Uh-oh. Dara knew that look. Her dad had that playful little smile on his face. He was going to attack. "I do not have gray hair young lady. You really should be careful who you insult."
"No! No, Daddy! Ahhhh!" With that Danny wrapped his arms around his daughter as he grabbed her in a huge bear hug, while she struggled in a futile attempt to escape. She couldn't help herself, Dara began to laugh. Dara's laugh was on of those wonderful contagious laughs that's so easily caught that soon Danny was laughing right along with her.
It was moments like these that made Dara love her dad so much. She loved her dad's laugh, and to be honest, Danny loved that pure sparkling laugh that could only belong to Dara. Her dad was the only one that could make Dara laugh like this, and after a day of being the sour one at school (she had a reputation of gothicness to uphold after all) it was nice to just let everything go goofing around with her dad like this. Just as they were starting to get mushy with their little father daughter moment, Danny and Dara were interrupted.
"Ah, what a sweet bonding moment you two are having." a muffled female voice said, "But ya'know I think it would be even sweeter if I could actually see it!" The now very annoyed voice Danny and Dara realized was coming from inside the Fenton Thermos which Dara was still holding in her hands.
"Gah!" Dara yelped in embarrassed surprise as she broke away from Danny and began fumbling with the thermos (in a very nervous way which resembled another 14-year old halfa). "Oh my god! I'm so sorry! I totally forgot you were still I there."
"Yeah, yeah. Excuses, excuses. Just get me outta here will ya! I'm getting squashed! This thermos isn't exactly the Taj Mahal! Now I know why all those ghosts we cram in here hate us so much! Geez, is it cramped in here!"
"Relax Danni we'll get you out of there in no time." Danny said in a rather calm voice (he'd been trapped in the Fenton Thermos, too, ya'know), "Dara, if you please." Per her dad's request, Dara quickly pushed the release button on the thermos and the masked ghost she had just been sparring with was pushed out. She floated right above the ground for a few seconds and then landed on the floor.
"Phew!" she said as she yanked off her mask, "I really hate being stuffed inside that thing." The mask was taken off along with the black material covering her regular jumpsuit to reveal Danny's half ghost cousin Danielle Phantom (Danni for short).
She looked exactly the same as she had when Danny first met her, except she was a little taller and obviously not 12 anymore but 32.
"Well if you hate it that much, just don't loose to her and you won't have to get shoved inside the thermos." Danny replied smirking at her. Danni cocked an eyebrow at her cousin.
"Ha-ha, very funny cuz. But ya'know what's even funnier? Seeing you get sucked inside the Fenton Thermos by Jazz three times in one night." (A/N: I know Danni wasn't in that episode, but I'm making up that it happened again and Danni was there, I mean 20 years have passed since the series.)
"That was years ago, and I haven't let her near any type of thermos since." Danny said defensively. Both Danni and Dara laughed at his remark. After all it was funny.
"Sorry about leaving you trapped in the thermos so long Danni, but after Daddy attacked me with his hugs I honestly forgot you were in there."
"Oh, I guess I'll have to forgive you Dara. After all, you are my favorite goddaughter."
"Ha! I'm your only goddaughter."
"Which automatically makes you my favorite."
"Gee, don't I feel special." Dara said rather sarcastically. Danni gave Dara a triumphant smile, and then walked over to a video monitor on the control panel.
"What'dd'ya doing Danni?" Danny asked.
"I wanna see what Dara's flying speed was when she rammed into me that last time." Danni said without taking her eyes off the monitor, "That last punch hit really hard. I feel like my jaw's been dislocated."
"Eh, ha, yeah. Sorry about that." Dara said in a rather apologetic whisper using her hand to rub the back of her neck, a nervous habit she had picked up from her father.
"Oh, that's alright sweetie. When you're in your ghost form facing an opponent you have to be ruthless. That's why I wear the mask, so you won't be thrown off guard. Besides my jaw'll heal quick. I just meant that your punch hit really hard, and I didn't have time to dodge so you must've been going faster than usual." There was a ding on the screen as Dara's flying speed came up. "Whoa!" Danni said in shock, "122 miles per hour! Unbelievable!"
"She was going 122 miles per hour?" Danny queried.
"No way!" Dara said in surprise as she hadn't felt that she was going that fast during the session.
But sure enough on the screen, there was Dara flying straight at Danni and in big bold black letters read Dara's speed, 122 mph.
"Wow!" Danni said, "That's almost double your top speed when you were her age cuz."
"Really? But that's impossible. I mean Daddy can break 250 flying easy."
"Yeah, now, but when your dad was 14 he could only reach 112 miles per hour, and you just clobbered that record. Isn't that right cuz?" Danni asked Danny playfully.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, right." Danny replied in a very dazed sort of way as if his mind had been somewhere else entirely. Danni noticed this, and took a closer look at her cousin.
She realized that ever since the mention of Dara's super fast flying time, Danny hadn't taken his eyes off his daughter. As Dara continued to stare in disbelief at her speed on the monitor, Danny was staring at her intently his eyes clouded over with worry. Just as Danni was about to say something to her cousin a new voice penetrated the silence via the intercom in the control room which linked the lab to every other room in the house.
"Are you guys finished training yet? Dinner's ready, it's time to eat." the voice of Sam Fenton said in a rather demanding tone (which was usual for her).
Dara ran over to the intercom on the wall realizing, by the grumble in her stomach, just how hungry she was (training with ghost powers can really work up an appetite).
"We'll be right up Mommy." Dara said into the intercom, "Sorry I guess we just lost track of time, but I've got something really cool to tell you when I get up there, which should be really soon because I'm starving!"
"Okay, hun, don't keep me waiting. You three get up here quick before dinner gets cold."
"Will do." With that Dara turned back to her dad and Danni. "Come on guys let's hurry and get upstairs. I'm starving!" With her last proclamation of hunger, Dara ran out of the control room leaving the two cousins alone.
Author's end notes: Well there you have it. Chapter one. I hoped you liked it. I thought it was pretty good. Sorry if it got a little long, and if it wasn't all that exciting but it was an introductory chapter. The next few chapters are going to be slightly introductory, too. Not that they're boring, they're just more showing you Dara's life and introducing the characters of the story. Don't worry it gets more exciting as the story goes on. Anyway, please keep reading it, and please review. But no flames please! I can take criticism, just as long as it's constructive. Thank you.
Danny's eyes had averted to the spot where his daughter had just been a second ago when she had run out of the room, however, Danny's mind still seemed to be somewhere else. Danni knew that look in her cousin's eyes anywhere. It had shown up for the first time the day Dara was born, when they realized Dara was born half-ghost, and it hadn't left his eyes since.
"Danny," Danielle said to her cousin in what she hoped was a comforting way, "do you want to talk about it?" There was no reply from Danny, but Danni knew he wanted to talk about it. Also, she knew they needed to talk about it (just so he wouldn't overreact if nothing else).
"Danny." she began again, "Danny I know that look. You can't keep worrying like this. You're gonna kill yourself. I mean you're already half dead, do you really wanna push it?" Danni tried to joke with her cousin to lighten the mood. When there was still no reply Danni knew she had to get more assertive to let Danny know she was serious.
"I know you're worried about her, but there's nothing more you can do for her. You're doing everything possible to make her life as easy as it can be. There's nothing you or anyone else can do for her. Danny are you listening…"
"She's strong Danni." Danny finally said cutting her off.
"Yeah, she's strong. She's got a lot of power."
"She's too strong Danni."
"Come on Danny…"
"Danielle, don't tell me it's not that bad or it's going to be okay like you always do!" Danny said in a deathly anger tone as he turned toward his cousin, his eyes now a fierce glowing green.
This would make most people falter, even Danni who was half-ghost herself. Since he had become a halfa at the age of 14, Danny had become probably the most powerful being in the Human World and the Ghostzone. Many ghosts feared him now, and most of the time all Danny had to do to get rid of them was give them that piercing glare. He didn't even have to transform into his ghostly half most of the time.
Needless to say most ghosts knew better then to mess with Danny's family, especially his daughter (he still had a bit of a temper after all). However, Danni was not threatening Dara, and she knew she could not falter now.
She had to calm Danny down. She really wished they could talk about this rationally just once. But since that didn't seem to have a chance of happening this time, Danni placed her cousin with a fierce glowing green eyed glare of her own.
"Don't you shoot those glowing green eyes at me Daniel Fenton. I'm not your enemy here. I know you're worried about her, but like it or not Dara's getting more powerful everyday and you can't stop it. You're doing everything you can to help her except the one thing you should be doing!"
"Oh, yeah! And what's that?" Danny shouted still shooting Danni his signature glare.
"Telling your daughter just how strong she really is." Danni shot right back still matching him glare for glare. At this remark Danny's anger seemed to subside as his glowing green eyes returned to their original blue. He began to rub the back of his neck kicking at the ground in defeated frustration.
"Man, Danni, why do you always make me loose my edge like that?" he asked even though he already knew the answer.
"Because you know I'm right." Danni said as she calmed down and transformed back into her human half Danni Fenton.
She looked exactly like Danny (except of course she was a girl). She had the same blue eyes and black hair, which she had in the same style ponytail that she always had (minus the hat she used to wear). She wore a red hooded sweatshirt, a pair of blue jeans with patches, and old sneakers that were so dirty they were starting to look more like a dark brown color than there original white. She looked over at her cousin with a comforting smile.
"Danny why don't you just tell her how strong she is? Maybe prepare her for the changes she's going to go through soon. You know they're coming. There's no getting around them. It's like our version of puberty." Danny gave his signature half smile at his cousin's joking remark, but it soon gave way to worry once again.
"Yeah, right, and exactly what am I supposed to tell her? That once when she was three and got angry she accidentally created a giant green tornado that nearly took out half the town. Or that when she was seven she got so mad she tapped into Fenton Works control center computer using some sort of electrical ghost energy, which by the way I have absolutely no idea where she got that power from, and started firing weapons right over the town. But she doesn't remember doing any of it! Is that what I'm supposed to tell her Danni?"
"Well, not in so many words, but yes." At this Danny gave a sigh of utter disbelief. "Well, Danny, come on what do you want me to say? You have to tell her soon. Besides you were the trigger for all of those things happening anyway."
"Huh?" Danny said in utter confusion.
"Sigh. Still as clueless as ever, aren't you? Danny didn't you notice that the only times Dara's ghost powers would go crazy like that was when you were in trouble?"
"That's ridiculous Danni."
"Oh, really? Then perhaps you'd like to remember that during all those times that Dara's anger went out of control you were in some sort of ghost fight."
"Yeah, but I was fighting ghosts all the time, and that didn't happen to Dara each time."
"And what exactly was happening during those particular fights?"
"Well, I might've been getting knocked around a little but, oh." Danny said as he finally figured out what Danni had been getting at. "Don't give me that look." Danny told his cousin as she was now giving him a very cocky triumphant smile. "You don't know everything."
"I do in this case. After all I'm the objective third party in this scenario. You and Sam get way too emotional when it comes to talking to Dara about her ghost powers. You need to hear the opinion of someone who is able to see the situation, but isn't to overprotective of the subject. That's where I come in."
"Come on Danni. You watch out for her, too."
"Yeah, but she's not my daughter." Danny had to smile at this remark. He loved being a father, and he loved his daughter very much. That's why he promised himself a long time ago that he would never let anything happen to her.
"I just want to protect her."
"I know you do Danny, but there's only so much a father can do. Especially in your case. We're half-ghosts Danny. We're despised in the Ghost Zone because we live among humans, and we're hated and feared in the Human World because they see us as creepy freaks of nature who are out to destroy them. So we're pretty much screwed either way, ha!" Danni had tried to cheer Danny up with an old joke they used to do, but Danny wasn't laughing.