Disclaimer: I do not own DP.
I will warn you now. This will be a bunch of short drabbles and I may not be updating regularly. This will more than likely be a whenever an idea comes to me thing.
I kind have this idea where Danny and Phantom are actually two separate entities. It came about when I realized that Danny could make copies of himself but that they seemed to have a mind of their own. That and the whole cannot create or destroy matter thing. It makes more sense for there to be two literal souls in the mix rather than one being forcibly torn apart every time he creates a duplicate or fun Danny and super Danny happens. I think maybe the reason fun Danny and super Danny are the way they are is maybe the possibility that their traits were super categorized into just two distinct personalities. That or one of them is soulless. That and how Danny becomes quicker and faster at learning how his abilities work. I figured maybe his soul was split that one time in the portal and there are now two of him but he and Phantom are still two completely different people with different ideas and opinions because maybe dying changes the soul somehow? Might also be one of the reasons none of the ghosts in the show seem to show any affiliation with living loved ones. Maybe dying made them forget or maybe they legitimately don't care anymore.
Two Souls One Body
They say when you die your soul leaves your body. Somehow it never occurred to me what would happen to my soul if I was only half way gone. I never bothered to think about it. It didn't cross my mind once to question the voice in the back of my head (so quiet and almost more instinctual so much so that I thought it was my conscious) that told me when something was wrong, jump now, duck, punch, or really any of the sudden instinctual things I had begun to take notice of. How I learned to use some of my abilities or accidentally/on purpose where I moved but didn't tell my limbs to move. How I subconsciously knew how some of my powers worked and could sense when something was wrong with me easier than I could when I was fully human. Almost like I had been born with my abilities. Granted, when I had first became what I am (a "halfa" as the others call me) I had no idea how to use my powers and could barely control them. However, as time went on I could feel a new power when I gained it and could sense how I needed to charge the energy or how to shift my molecules to use it. That was my first hint.
My second hint was the voice that was truly becoming a voice. Louder and stronger. I soon realized that it wasn't my conscious after all. It was separate and thought independently from me. I would have anything ranging from an opinion different from my own, to snatches of thoughts that weren't mine, to downright commands "Duck you moron!". The more I heard the voice the more coherent it got and the more coherent the more I heard it. I thought I was losing my mind finally. Pretty soon I was having full conversations with the voice in my head. Not the best thing to hold on to my sanity I know. It heard all of my thoughts and I could hear a good deal of it's thoughts. Every time I asked to know who exactly I was talking to I was met with either silence or a quiet "Danny". I could never figure out why it would say my name like that. I figured maybe it was trying to create a diversion because the voice always left me alone for a few hours after that. I finally got another answer one day and it certainly wasn't what I was expecting. "Phantom, just call me Phantom" It almost unnerved me that it was calling itself after my alter ego. It DID unnerve me when I realized it was a he and that I had come to consider my delusion as a person.
My third and final hint was the day I looked in a mirror and didn't see myself. Well it was me, just not Fenton. I remember so clearly saying good night to everyone and going to brush my teeth. When I got to the bathroom and turned on the light I saw Phantom staring at me from the mirror. Of course the first thought in my head at the time was "When did I change forms?" and "Did anybody see me?". I was shocked at the thought that I might not even notice myself changing forms and thought I might do it anytime before I noticed that not only had I not changed forms as my PJ's told me but my almost duplicate in the mirror was smiling at me. "We finally meet." echoed through my head in the silence (I was honestly surprised I hadn't screamed) before it all clicked into place. . The Danny in the mirror was not me but Phantom.
I want to reiterate this will be a series of drabbles following Danny and Phantom and I post as frequently as the ideas come to me.