Chapter One

Vacation

"Danny, get in here! Your mother and I need to tell you something!"

Danny Fenton, a young raven-haired teen, shuffled into the kitchen of FentonWorks, his home. What now? He thought. I had to pause my game with Tucker for this! He sat in one of kitchen chairs, slouching a little, next to his older sister, Jazz. Danny's mom, Maddie, and dad, Jack, were standing next to each other, grinning.

"Your father and I have decided to surprise you this year with a Spring Break vacation to a town called…" A garbage truck backed up in front of the Fenton's house, drowning out the elusive name of the city they would be traveling to. "…in Michigan!" Maddie finished. Danny and Jazz tried to look enthusiastic about the trip, with Jazz looking slightly more convincing.

"Yes, we're going on a little road trip in the Fenton Family Ghost Assault Vehicle!" Jack exclaimed.

"You mean the RV, right?" Jazz asked.

"Yes, yes, the RV, but it's more fun if you say the whole thing! I'll go get the suitcases I pre-packed for the trip!" Jack ran excitedly for the bedrooms, with Maddie close behind him. Danny and Jazz exchanged glances one reserved only for their parent's (but mostly Jack's) antics. "This is gonna be a loooong vacation," Danny sighed.

Five minutes later, Danny, Tucker, Sam, and Jazz sat in the back of GAV/RV, while Jack and Maddie argued up front on whether or not Michigan was Northwest or Southeast from them, Jack being on the Southeast side of the disagreement.

"Hey, Danny, cheer up! At least your parents let us come." Sam said, noticing her friend's blank out the window look.

"Yeah!" Tucker added, brightening. "I even brought some old DSi's that I rigged to play online games… so technically, they're DSTucker's." Danny grinned. Tucker did always have a knack for machines… just not girls.

"So, where are we headed to, anyway?" Sam questioned.

"Mom said it was someplace called…" A motorcycle gang roared by, covering the unknown city's title yet again. "…in Michigan." Danny said in a bored tone. Then he blinked. "Waaaaait a minnit. That's the second time it's happened. Whenever someone tries to say the town's name, something loud covers it up…"

"Really? I want to try!" Tucker exclaimed. He opened his mouth, drawing in a breath, and… SCREEEEEEECH! CRASHHHHHHH! Two semi-trucks with Eduardo's Tacos and Crispee Chickee Chicken printed on the sides crashed into each other. The occupants of the backseat stared in awe, horror, and possibly hunger. The other three teens turned their wide-eyed gazes to Tucker. "Maybe Tucker shouldn't try to say that city's name," Jazz suggested sheepishly.

"If that's what happens when Tucker does it, I'd hate to see what happens when Sam tries to do it!" Danny shivered.

Danny glided through the Ghost Zone. He was in his human form, so he was not exactly sure how he was flying. He looked down at himself. Okay, he thought. I'm drifting in the Ghost Zone, in my human form, dressed in my ghost self's costume. Quickly, Danny stuck his arms out, staring intently to where his hands should have been. He sighed in relief. "Just a dream," he whispered, releasing a breath he hadn't noticed he had been holding. Danny was grateful for Clockwork's advice on normal dreams and dreams that could kill. He shook his head in amazement at the time ghost's knowledge, even though it made a little bit of sense. The halfa floated onwards until Walker's Prison loomed , Walker himself appeared, towering over the half ghost like a skyscraper. "DANNY PHANTOM," the warden's voice boomed. "YOU HAVE NOT FINISHED YOUR SENTENCE OF ONE THOUSAND YEARS IN MY PRISON! NOW YOU SHALL FINISH YOUR TERM, OR FACE OBLIVION!" Danny tried to dodge the massive, pale hand coming for him, but, like in all nightmares, he was frozen in place. Walker snatched him out of the ectoplasmic air, throwing him hard into the prison's courtyard, where shadows lurked, waiting for the teen to get up. Danny struggled to rise, but felt as if his body were made of lead. He checked his hands again. Still nonexistent. He looked up, and as he did so his eyes widened with terror. All his enemies, all the ghosts he ever fought surrounded him, chanting his name. "Danny. Danny. Danny. Danny! Danny! DANNY! DANNY! DANNY!"

Danny's eyelids opened to his sister, Jazz, trying to shake him awake. "Danny! Danny, wake up!"

"Wha- whazz goin on?" The ghost boy asked groggily. Jazz smiled. "Rise and shine, Sleeping Beauty! We're here."

Hey guys! Sorry my first chapter's so short, but I do like writing cliffhangers, *laughs maniacally* and those are only fun for the author. Also, this is my very first story, so any human pig-smellies out there who flamed, say, my brother, jsun15, but haven't written any stories for the ten years they've been on FanFiction, can just poke a bear with a stick. BTW, the other reason this chapter's so short is because jsun15 was threatening to watch Doctor Who without me. Ciao!