I do not own Danny Phantom, I also do not own most of the ideas in this story. I think that a lot of writing is "borrowing" other peoples ideas and presenting them in a new and interesting way. If you can guess where I took the ideas let me know and I'll say if your right or wrong but I want to say now that I have not consciously used anything from a writer on this site.

Oh and this is my first attempt at a multi-chapter story and it's dedicated to everyone on my favourite author list, Ellen Brand, Enray, Raina Wolfe - Lateraina, Silent Elegy and wafische. Thanks for inspiring me.

Cue spooky music.

"You're trespassing on government property ghost!" was heard over the sound of anti-ectoplasm weapons at the Amity Park Penitentiary.

Inside the laboratory that absolutely did not exist within the prison the Guys in White, top-secret government agents willing to go to any lengths to protect American citizens from the threat of ghost (as long as it didn't go over the department's budget for overtime) were fighting a valiant retreat against a hoard of ghostly green animals, dragons, floating burning skulls and somethings even weirder.

"Under Section 4 of the Standard Rules of Engagement we are authorised to use all necessary force to remove said invaders," said Agent Johnson as he blasted a bat, with an ectobazooka nearly as big as he was.

"Time to engage the Ecto-Oblitorator?" suggested his partner Agent Johnson (no relation) who was carrying a similarly massive weapon.

"Time to engage the Ecto-Oblitorator."

His partner hit a button on the console he had been backing into and out popped a small white gum that had a barrel barely the length of his pinkie. With a smooth flick of his wrist Agent Johnson armed the gun and aimed at the ghostly assailants.

" Prepare to be evicted from these premises ghosts!" As he was about to fire the ghosts fled en-mass form the lab.

"Well," said Agent Johnson as he surveyed the now empty but sadly trashed room. "That was easy."

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However Agent Johnson spoke too soon, for at that moment the ghostly animals were returning to their mistress, Lydia the Tattooed Ghost. They had completed the task she required, distracting the Guys in White so she could effect at prison break, and now returned to their normal positions as inanimate tattoos on her body. She flew with her human paramour, convicted felon and former ringmaster of the Circus Gothica, Frederich Isak Showenhower, better known by his stage name Freakshow.

"Aha! My dear thank you for freeing me. It gets very dull behind the iron bars. Let's try to make sure they don't be a nuisance again," suggested Freakshow. "And at the same time let's take revenge on that troublesome child Danny Phantom!"

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The next morning Danny Fenton and his two best friends Sam Manson and Tucker Foley arrived at Casper High discussing the latest video game at G.E.E.K. the local arcade and Internet shop.

"Come on Danny, this game is supposed to be great!" said Tucker. "it got rated four skulls in the Gruesome Gore Games magazine!"

"I guess it would be fun to shoot zombies instead fighting ghosts tonight," said Danny rubbing the back of neck.

"OK let's meet up at G.E.E.K. this evening," Sam said. "Look I got to get to my locker. I'll see you boys later."

As the violet eyed goth walked towards her locker she heard giggling.

"Hey goth-freak do you ever wear anything that's not black?" This was from Paulina, the pretty popular latin girl who had all of the boys in the school, including Danny and Tucker trailing after her and picked on any girl that, like Sam, wouldn't follow her lead. She was standing against the wall with her blond confederate Star. Both girls were dressed in pink.

"Way too much free time you girls," murmured Sam as she opened her locker. She gasped a thick gooey liquid squirted out of her locker over her face and chest. Gooey pink liquid paint. She was covered in pink paint!

"Oh I didn't mean you should change right now!" tittered Paulina as Sam fumed. "Make-up and clothes!"

"Okay Paulina," muttered Sam, wiping the paint off her face. "You may have started this but I will have my revenge!"

Cue theme song.

Great first chapter down. Thanks for reading this far anyway. If you want to criticize don't be afraid to be harsh, my ego can take it.