(Author's notes are in bold like this) Hello everyone, I'm The Blazing Torchic, who as you can probably tell likes Pokémon, but feel free to call me Torch because that's what I'll be referring to myself as! Welcome to my second story ever, and my first story in the Danny Phantom phandom!
…See what I did there? Heheheheh… yeah, it wasn't funny.
Anyway, The Boy with the Golden Eyes is one of those all famous and cliché next-generation-travels-back-in-time stories that hits Phantom Planet over the head with a shovel. Basically, the main trio gets sent back twenty-one years after an incident involving Vlad and the newest Fenton invention, The Fenton Time Machine. There, they attempt to not mess up their futures, run into a ghost with golden eyes who is insanely powerful yet can't keep a solid form, pretend to be ghost hunting clones, continuously wear charms that have strange effects, try to find out why Vlad sent them to the past, and try to find a way home. In the meantime, as will be shown through third-person sections in each chapter, two characters who were once rivals join up to bring them back, problems arise from them being in the past, and a very powerful ghost from an Alternate Timeline gets loose and starts an army of himself from other Timelines. Yep, fun.
The main trio of characters has Danny and Sam's son Darry, who is not a halfa yet all the ghosts seem to attack him anyway, Star and Tanon's (a random character that I created, he's not very important) daughter Liz, who is the main character and found out about halfas after an incident with the Ghost Catcher three years prior to this story, along with Tucker and Jazz's daughter Kelsey, who apparently knows the most about ghosts out of the main trio and found out about halfas when she was eleven.
Some other important characters I've created are Jaclyn Fenton, also known as Jackie Phantom, who is Danny and Sam's ten-year-old halfa daughter; Mark Foley, Tucker and Jazz's oldest son who works for Axiom Labs and with Valerie; TJ Foley, Tucker and Jazz's nine-year-old son; and Tempest, Clockwork's apprentice who apparently likes to troll and hates an Alternate Universe version of her named Infinite Hour.
Now that that's all over with, I should let you know that it will have very little impact on you figuring out what's happening in the Prologue. Sorry!
If you recognize it, I more than likely don't own it.
Prologue;
When he regained consciousness, he was confused. He appeared to be lying in a park, with another unconscious boy beside him. Standing up slowly, his heart skipped a beat as he realized that where he was laying was not a park, but the edge of a battleground. On the other side of the battleground was...
Oh.
Oh no.
Nearly everyone who had been sent up against those ghosts was unconscious, except for Jaclyn. She was being held up by the back of her now human shirt, about to watch one of the ghosts...
Oh no. No, no, no!
He knew he had two options, he could stay where he was, or he could run.
He chose to run. At the moment, it was his best option.
Though, perhaps running awaywould be better option than what he had decided on doing.
If I die, he decided, I'm still coming back as a ghost! I won't let them win! I'll fight as much as I can!
They were all coming into clearer view now. His friends, his family, his...
Oh, crud.
He barely managed to stop and hit the ground before a stray ectoblast was fired his way.
I'm dead, he winced, I am so very dead. Well, at least now the ghosts will have an actual reason to hunt me.
He jumped up again and ran towards where everyone else was. As he drew closer, his heart started pounding faster. Nearly everyone else was still unconscious. Off to one side, was Jaclyn in her human form, being held as a captive. She looked exhausted, mortified, and... was that a little bit of hope in her eyes?
Yes, he smiled, yes it was.
A blue ectoblast suddenly hit one of the young halfa's captors, knocking it back slightly. The captor turned to face who had fired, and he did too.
It was Liz.
His heart started pounding even more as he realized that she was holding an Ectogun. She was trying to hold them off, even though it was obvious that she was in pain. He knew that a human's leg shouldn't be able to turn the way her's was. He had to give her credit for even being able to stand. As he moved closer, he noticed that Jaclyn's captors were about to attack Liz. One tied her up with an ecto-rope, and the other was about to fire a red ghost ray.
He made a split-second decision.
Pushing off from the ground, he jumped towards Liz. He rolled on one shoulder as he hit the ground and jumped to his feet with his arms spread out in a protective gesture. Liz muttered his name, and then screamed it. He pulled his attention from her just in time to see the ghost ray coming towards him, and his eyes went wide.
When it hit him, he felt nothing but pain. It felt like every fiber of his being was changing, rearranging, being split apart...
And then, as soon as it came, the pain was gone and the cold feeling of raw power seeped through his veins. After a moment, he realized the attack must've caused him to fall forward onto his face. He sat up, breathing heavily. He could feel the raw power seeping through him. He remembered this feeling- it was similar as to what had happened to him before, only more painful and there was more power. But each time, it had gone away soon after. Each time, he hadn't been sure if it had really happened.
This time would be different. He could feel it.
This time, there was no doubt that the raw power in his veins was real.
Moving up to his feet, he could sense the fear that was coming from Liz, from Jaclyn, and from all the others who had regained consciousness. A smirk appeared on his face, and he clenched his fists as he stared at the ones who had hurt him.
"Well, what do you know?" He called, smirking. "This time, these powers are here to stay."He moved towards them, faster than he had in previous times. His hands were covered with golden energy, as were his feet.
He knew that this time, there was no way he could lose.
Behind him, he heard Liz's voice joined by Jaclyn's and several others. Somehow, even though they should've been lost in the sounds of the fight, he could still hear them repeat the words that some part of him had always known were meant for him. Each of them said one line, and each line caused his energy to hold a little more power.
"The Boy with the Golden Eyes,"
"His arrival will be a surprise."
"Hair of gray, sense of power,"
"Nothing will stop his reign."
"Stay on his good side,"
"Be far from his bad."
"For when his life is known,"
"And his cover is blown,"
"Nothing will block him from victory."
After that, they all blended into the background. It was just him and the ghosts, but soon there would only be one.
And he knew exactly who it would be.
After all, he was the Boy with the Golden Eyes. He was the one prophesied to hold more power in the Ghost Zone than even Pariah Dark. Some part of him had known for a long time that he would eventually find his destiny, and though he had never been sure of when it would be, he was more than delighted to accept his fate here and now.
He was tired of being underestimated, protected, and thought to be weak.
But now, the Boy with the Golden Eyes was going to make his mark on the world, without flickering in and out of existence.
Removing his golden coloured dagger from his belt, the boy didn't even attempt to deny how much he welcomed his chance.
Confused yet? If you are, congratulations, you win absolutely nothing!
So, for this story I'm going to attempt to update once a week. I'm not sure if I'll be able too, but hey, I'll give it a try. The first chapter doesn't count in that sense, though, as I'll probably post it tomorrow or later today. So, be on the lookout for that.
Until then, please review, follow, favorite, check out my other story if you like Pokémon, all that fun stuff. You don't have to do any of those, but I'd appreciate it if you did at least one.
Oh yes, and if you have any ideas for a better title, summery, what I should put for characters or the genre, please let me know.
-Torch