Disclaimer: While I don't own either Danny Phantom or Spiderman, I do think both of them are really cute and wish I owned them. (sighs dramatically)
A quick note: Someone made a trailer for Danny Phantom using the Spiderman trailer. I watched it and the sequel, and now I'm hooked on writing this story. I know, I know. I haven't even finished The Ghost Princess, but I'm afraid my muse for that story has gone on vacation, and she's a very tough little cookie to track down. But this one bit me in the butt and won't let go. And his teeth are really sharp too… Tucker, Sam, and Danny are kind of OOC in this one. Just to warn you. I mean, they've got to fill in for Peter, Harry, and Mary-Jane. That's not exactly the easiest job in the world to do.
P.S. Finally Fanfiction let's me put up documents! Sheesh...
Summary: Who am I? You sure you want to know? The story of my life is not for the faint of heart. If somebody said it was a happy little tale, if somebody told you I was your average ordinary guy, not a care in the world, somebody lied.
Chapter 1: Amity Park Laboratory
Every tale worth telling is always about a girl. Everyone knows that. Mine is no different. The girl in my story is Samantha Manson, the girl next door. With her silky raven hair and lilac eyes, I fell in love with her before I even liked girls. I'd like to tell you that the guy sitting next to her on the bus right now is me, but it's not. That's Dash Baxter, her boyfriend. I'd even take the fat guy in front of them chewing on the donut, but that's not me either.
Every person on the bus leaned over to look out the window as a hand reached up and pounded on it. "Hey, stop the bus!" a masculine voice shouted.
A young man with nerdy glasses was running beside the bus, raven hair getting in his crystal blue eyes. He was wearing jeans and a white t-shirt with a red collar and red oval in the center. He wasn't short like most guys still making their way through high school, but he definitely wasn't very popular. He'd made the well-known mistake of studying too much and partying too little.
That's me...
"Stop the bus!" Sam said, standing and making her way toward the front of the bus. Some guys tried to look up her black mini skirt as she passed, but purple tights prevented them from seeing anything. "He's been chasing us since third street," she reminded the bus driver. He sighed and pulled over, and Sam went back to her seat.
Danny stumbled into the bus once the doors were open. "I'm sorry I'm late. I—" He stopped as a ball of paper smacked him in the head.
"Sit down," the bus driver muttered, moving back into the Amity Park traffic.
Danny made his way down the aisle looking for a seat. Not even the other geeks would sit next to him. He looked over at Sam who was happily snuggled with her boyfriend. She didn't even seem to notice him. Someone's foot stuck out, and Danny tripped, falling hard on the floor of the bus. He sighed, propping his head on his hand. He guessed this was his seat on the bus for the day.
"Casper High Seniors, remember that we are guests in this science lab so behave accordingly," Lancer said. "Let's not have a repeat of the museum, shall we?" He raised an eyebrow and snatched a bean bag ball from the air as it passed in front of him, glaring at the student that had thrown it.
Danny followed the class into the lab then stopped and turned as someone called his name. "Hey, Tuck'."
"Tucker!"
They both turned as the man walked up to him. "Forgetting something?" He handed Tucker his backpack.
"Oh, thanks." He turned to his friend. "Danny, this is my uncle, Vlad Masters."
"Hi, I've heard a lot about you," Vlad said, shaking Danny's hand.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, sir. I've read all your research on creating a portal that lets you sse the Ghost World."
"And you understood it?" Vlad looked impressed as Danny nodded.
"Pride and Prejudice, Mr. Fenton and Mr. Foley, move!" Lancer shouted from the entrance to the lab.
"I'm glad to have met you, sir!" Danny said, waving as he and Tucker ran to catch up. "He didn't seem so bad."
"Yeah, not if you're a genius. I think he wants to adopt you," Tucker joked, making both boys laugh.
"There are twenty-two thousand known different types of ghosts," the tour guide said, leading the classroom toward a few caged ghosts. She motioned to one of them. "This ghost has the ability to turn invisible at will." The class watched in awe as said ghost disappeared. "This one beside it has the ability to phase through solid objects." The ghost phased through the bed in his cell, but he couldn't get through the walls around him.
"This is incredible," Danny whispered to Tucker. "Do you know that this museum has the largest collection of ghosts in the world?"
"Danny, what makes you even think I'm interested in that?" Tucker muttered, playinig with his PDA.
"Who wouldn't be?"
Tucker rolled his eyes and followed after the rest of the class. He glanced at Danny then at Sam. "Can we talk to her now?"
"Are you kidding?" Danny asked. "You talk to her."
"Maybe I will." Tucker moved to stand beside Sam.
"Our scientists here have been working on genetically engineering a ghost with all the abilities each separate ghost has." The tour guide led them over to a different set of cells.
"Disgusting," Sam whispered, peering in at the ghosts.
"Yeah, I hate 'em," Tucker whispered back, leaning in with her.
She glanced at him, smiling. "I love them."
"Uh, yeah, me too."
She suppressed a laugh, turning back to the ghosts.
"Did you know that this lab has the largest collection of ghosts in the world?" Tucker whispered.
"Really?" she whispered back. "Wow."
"These fifteen genetically enhanced super ghosts can walk through walls, disappear and fly. They can do everything that a regular ghost could never do alone."
"Fourteen," Sam corrected, looking up at the tour guide.
"Excuse me?" the woman asked.
"There's fourteen." Sam pointed to the empty cell. "One of them's missing."
"Oh…" The woman peered inside the cage. "The researchers must be working on that one."
"You know, my uncle's working on a new project so we can go into the Ghost World," Tucker whispered to Sam.
She was about to respond when Lancer came up and grabbed Tucker's arm. "You were talking throughout that entire presentation. Perhaps you need to return to the classroom and read about this instead?" Lancer suggested.
With Tucker, Lancer, and Dash out of the way, Danny stepped forward. "Hey," he said to Sam.
She looked up, smiling. "Hey."
He held up his camera. "Can I take your picture? I need one with a student in it?"
"Sure." She moved to stand by the ghost's cells. "Where do you want me? Over here?"
"That's perfect," he said, snapping a picture.
"Don't make me look ugly," she teased.
He smiled. "That's impossible."
He snapped picture after picture as she changed poses. Unfortunately, the moment was interrupted as her friend Valerie called for her.
"Wait," Danny called, but she didn't hear him. "Thanks!" He shuddered as a strange feeling passed over him, never noticing that the missing genetically enhanced super ghost had just passed through him and had accidentally left something behind.
Danny had to ask to be excused early from the field trip when he started feeling sick. He couldn't really explain what was wrong with him. He felt cold, deathly cold, and his vision was fuzzy. He couldn't think straight either. His parents were at the table when he came home.
"You're home early," Maddie said.
"I felt sick," Danny mumbled, tossing his backpack down.
"You want something to eat?" Maddie asked while Jack looked on.
"No, I'm not hungry. I think I'll just lie down for a little bit."
Maddie watched as her son made his way upstairs, shaking her head. "I just don't understand him sometimes."
"That's because he's a boy, honey," Jack said.
Danny pulled off his shirt and threw it aside, staring at the wall. He tossed his glasses onto the bedside table. He stumbled toward the bed, his knees buckled beneath him before he even reached it. He managed to grab a sheet off his bed, and he pulled it around his trembling body before falling into a fitful sleep.
"Are we done yet?" Vlad asked, tightening a bolt.
"I don't know. It's still not starting up," Damon Gray, his assistant, said.
"All right, I'll take a look inside. Don't touch anything."
Vlad stepped inside the portal, glancing around for any problems. He tripped over a wire, his hand falling onto a panel with two buttons: green and red. The green button was pressed, and Vlad let out a shout of pain as the portal came to life around him, shocking him with electricity and who knew what else.
"Mr. Masters!" Damon hurried to unplug the machine then looked inside. "Mr. Masters, are you all right?" He stepped back as a pair of glowing red eyes gazed back at him from the now dark portal.
"All right?" He chuckled, a deep, evil voice echoing out of the portal. "I'm more than all right." He flew toward the man, throwing him into the wall and killing him. "I've never felt so alive!" Then he spun around and disappeared with a flash.
Danny woke with a start, breathing hard. He stood slowly, the sheet slipping to the floor. He rubbed his eyes, grabbing his glasses off the night stand, but when he slipped them on, his vision became fuzzy. He blinked and pulled them off, looking at them, then slipped them back on. Still the same result.
"Okay…" He set them aside then glanced at the mirror.
He did a double-take. His unclad chest revealed muscles that hadn't been there before. He flexed his arms then absently rubbed his chest. He looked out the window as music reached his ears. Sam was standing in front of her window brushing out her hair.
"Okay," he said again, grinning.
He grabbed a shirt then leapt down the stairs two at a time, jumping to the bottom.
"What's gotten into you, little brother?" Jazz asked.
"I thought you were sick," Maddie added.
Danny shrugged. "I got better." He grabbed a piece of toast of Jazz's plate and picked up his backpack from beside the door.
"Hey, don't forget we're painting the kitchen today!" Jack reminded him as he walked out.
"I won't!" Danny called over his shoulder.
He stepped out onto the sidewalk, feeling like he could take on the world. The door to the next house, Sam's house, slammed open, and he could hear a male voice shouting something about worthless women.
"I have to get to school!" Sam yelled back, slamming the door.
She didn't even seem to notice him as she stood staring at the sidewalk, scuffing her shoe against it. She looked up as a car drove up, her depressed mood immediately lifting.
"Hey, Sam, let's go," Valerie said, climbing over Star to get into the backseat.
"Hey, girls!" Sam climbed into the passenger's seat and they drove off, Danny staring after them.
He sighed, but his thoughts were quickly interrupted as the bus drove past him, people calling out to him in mocking voices and laughing. He ran after it, pounding on the side. He gasped and pulled away as his hand went through the bus. He stopped running, staring at his hand in the middle of the road. What the hell was going on?