This story is something I wrote for NaNoWriMo. The plot has been coming together for about a year now, and I really like how it turned out. The entire thing is done, so no worries on me getting stuck and not updating for months. I'm going to be updating every Saturday. Hope you enjoy! -Obi
The Fire King
Obiwan456
Chapter 1
A small gray and light green craft wandered aimlessly through the dark voids of an alternate dimension. It had been flying for hours in a pattern that would make any onlooker figure whoever was the pilot of the ship was hopelessly lost. However, this was not the case.
"Dude, admit it, we're lost!" yelled an African American boy with green eyes wearing a red berret, glasses, a yellow shirt, and jeans, holding a small personal device.
Okay, so maybe that was the case.
"How can we be lost when we're expanding our map of the Ghost Zone?" another boy with white skin, blue eyes, and raven black hair wearing a white and red shirt and jeans asked in an inquisitive tone.
"Becuase you didn't pay attention to where we were and then started going around in circles, and now we have no idea where we are!" Tucker replied with an almost anxious edge.
"I gotta go with Tuck this time. We can't even put down where this is because we have no idea where it is we are exactly," a girl chipped in. She also had black hair, but hers was short, and had a ponytail in a green scrucnie. Her eyes were purple, she was wearing a black and purple shirt, green and black skirt, purple leggings, and big black boots.
Danny sunk into his seat, admitting his defeat in the argument. "Okay, fine, we're lost. Now, does anyone have any advice on how to get back?"
"We could always ask for directions," Tucker pointed out.
"Tucker, look around, there's nothing out here!" There really was nothing. They were so deep into the Ghost Zone all living spaces had been passed a long time ago. Out here was nothing but the swirling black and greens, and the occasional glowing rock flloating around.
"What about the GPS?" Sam asked.
"That thing hasn't worked in months. Let's face it, unless we find someone, we have no idea of how to get out of here."
All three of them sat in slience for ten minutes as Danny tried to find any sign of ghosts or anything that could get them back.
"Wait, what's that?" Sam suddenly said.
"What, where?" Danny asked in an excited tone.
"Right out there," Sam replied as she pointed to something. "Here, give me the Fenton binoculars."
Tucker grabbed the device from the back seat and handed it to the girl. She put them up to her eyes and started looking around approximately where she had been pointing.
"I see it! It's a building of some sort!" she said joyfully.
Danny stomped on the gas and they went flying towards the thing. As they approached it Sam was able to tell what it was.
"It's a house. More of a shack, really, but it's a living quarters none the less."
Danny pulled up to the front of it slowly, looking at it cautiously.
"You were right, this is a shack," Tucker noted. The small house was missing several shingles, had most of it's wood rotting, and seemed to be falling apart. It was floating on a small chunk of rock.
"Nevermind what it looks like, something gotta be in it. I'm going ghost!"
With that a small dot of energy appeared at him midsection. This thing morphed into one big ring that went all the way around him. The ring, in turn, split into two rings, one going up and one going down. When both rings had covered him completely, they dissapeared into thin air. Left in the place of the human boy was a ghost child. He slightly resembled the human, except he had white hair, glowing green eyes, was wearing a black and white jumpsuit with a symbol of a D with a P inside on his chest, and was glowing all over. Danny Phantom phased out of the vehicle and went up to the door. He took hold of a small knocker on the door and began knocking.
"Hello? Anyone home?" he yelled out.
There was no answer. He looked in the window by the door and saw absolutely nothing there. He flew back to the ship in despair.
"Vacant," he said as he phased through the ship and transformed back into his human self. He landed softly in the drivers seat and pulled away, hoping to find something else that could get them back home. Tucker turned around and started digging through the pile of Fenton weapons and gadgets in the back seat.
"What are you looking for?" Sam asked.
"Anything, really," he replied as he kept searching. After a few minutes he shot up. "Aha!" he exclaimed.
"What, what did you find?" Danny asked
"This." He held up a silver and light green boomerang. "There's a ghost in your lab, right?"
"Well yeah, there always is. Dad's always trying to build something better to try out on them. And since you've got the Booomerang..." Danny began.
"We can use it to get back to the lab!" Sam finished.
Danny popped open the front hatch Tucker stood up and readied his arm to throw it.
"Find the ghost in the Fenton lab!" he exclaimed as he threw it as hard as he could. "Now, follow that piece of machinery whose name is not worthy to be said!"
"Sam, would you write down how to get here?" Danny asked.
"Why?" she replied in an incredulous tone.
"That way if we ever want to map it we know how to get back here," Danny explained.
"Got it."
The rest of the journey was quiet. Danny carefully watched and followed the Booomerang, Sam was busy jotting down where they were, and Tucker just sat back and watched the ghostly view.