'Starts dancing like the crazy person I am'

Wa-hoo! This is Ginger Guardian Angel, and this is my first fanfiction ever and I'm soo excited! I was originally going to make my first fanfiction a one-shot, but this idea popped into my mind, and I just had to write it. And I couldn't get any good one-shot ideas anyway. I might change the title later, but this is it for now.

Title: Pure of Heart

Disclaimer: 'sniffs sadly' I don't own Danny Phantom. Butch Hartman does. 'Starts sobbing' Ok, I'll pull myself together to write this, and then I'll go back to sobbing nonstop.

Summary: After going through some really tough times, Danny decides that Earth and the Ghost Zone would do better without him. Can Sam and Tucker change his mind, before it's too late, and Amity Park is left without a protector?

So, Ta-da! My first fanfiction,Pure of Heart.

"I have you now, Ghost," The red-suited teen cried in triumph as she fired a gun practically as big as her at the young white-haired, green-eyed teenage ghost.

Danny moved quickly to the left, but not quick enough. The pink beam grazed his right arm, and in the process, ripping off his entire right sleeve, exposing his entire, (did I mention entire?,) right arm. All that was left on his arm was the tattered remains of his white glove, which was, by the way, covered with green ectoplasmic blood. Along with the rest of his arm.

Danny stared in disbelief down at his bleeding arm for about five seconds. Then the horrible, heart-stopping pain kicked in.

Danny's breath caught in his throat as he grabbed his arm, and tried to stop himself from falling out the sky. He got a hold of himself, and raised his head and stared at Valerie's gun, which was still smoking from the intensity os the blast. 'What was in that gun?' Danny wondered to himself as he straightened himself. The best he could in the sky, anyway.

"New weapons, Valerie," Danny asked through gritted teeth as he stared at the ghost hunting teen.

Valerie visibly stiffened at the mention of her name. She glared at the bleeding teenage ghost boy before talking.

"How do you know my name, Ghost?." She asked with a threatening edge to her tone.

When Danny didn't answer her- just stared,- she lifted her huge gun again and pointed it at his head. "Answer me or,... else,..." Her voice trailed off as she stared at Danny's waist.

Danny looked down to see what Valerie was staring at, and almost had a heart attack. Around his waist, the two very familiar bright blue rings that turn him into Danny Phantom and then back into Danny Fenton, had appeared at his waist, and were making their way up and down his beaten body, getting ready to turn him into Danny Fenton. Danny quickly closed his eyes and started summoning all his power, both ghost and will power, to help him stay ghost.

'Come on, Come on,...' He thought forcefully. After about two seconds of head-splitting concentration, -and an enormous amount of will power,-he managed to force the two glowing blue rings back together, then make them disappear before they had revealed his identity.

Danny sighed in relief. 'That was way too close,...' He was hardly done with his thoughts when he heard a gentle hum. He lifted his head and found himself way to close to Valerie's gun, which was the exact opposite of gentle.

"WHAT WAS THAT," Valerie barked at him.

Danny, who was not in good shape,-the rapidly bleeding arm not helping,- winced and closed his eyes against her booming voice.

Valerie smirked at Danny's obvious weak state.

"What's the matter, Danny Phantom?," she asked in a mocking tone, like he didn't deserve the name. "Feeling beat?" She laughed cruelly as she said the last part.

Danny opened his eyes and lifted his head up slowly, this time his neon green eyes showing all his exhaustion and pain.

"I don't want to fight you," Danny's voice was barely a whisper, as he battled his tired mind's attempt to convince him to give up consciousness and pass out. That would not have been a good idea in any given situation, especially not if you were hovering 145 feet in the air, and someone who wanted you dead was on her jetsled (that is what that thing is called, right?) waiting for a moment in when to strike and hurt, if not kill, you.

Valerie laughed again.

"But," she raised her gun. "I do."

Danny stared warily at Valerie, who was standing there, pointing the gun at him, looking like she could do it all day and night.

"Hey," Danny thought bitterly as he tried to stop his bleeding arm. "You would feel the same way if you had just spent the last two hours battling an angry teenage girl with a grudge against you, and more guns than you could ever hope to name. All of this after fighting ghosts all night and doing Mr. Lancer's homework assignments. Two beings who's only missions in life are to make your life as mersable as humanly,(or unhumanly,) as possible."

Danny's mental ranting was inturrupted by Valerie's hard, peace-shattering voice as it came ripping through his thoughts.

"Come on, Ghost boy," She started as she charged her gun again. "My Ectoplasmic Destroyer (sorry, I can't really make these names up,) won't miss it's target this time."

And with that, She pulled the trigger, and the pink beam shot out towards Danny.

So, what do you think? This is my first fanfiction, (as I may have mentioned a couple thousands times already,) so, please, please, please review! I really want to know what you people think. All kinds of reviews acceptable. I want to know if I should continue or not. This is not a one-shot! It is meant to be a chapter story. So, please review, and thank you for taking time to read my first attempt at a fanfiction. 'Remembers' Hey! I still don't own Danny Phantom! 'Starts to sob again'

Well, please review anyway!-Ginger Guardian Angel 0:-)