A/N: So, the first chapter! This is mainly used to show a little bit of the current time and explain how the main trio gets to the past. There are also several lines that could be turned into one shots at some point in time. Of course, considering the fact that very little is explained, I'll be explaining a bit of what has happened between D-Stabilized, which is the last episode from the canon that I'll be using, and the current time.

First of all, when Dani was eighteen she came back to Amity Park. Valerie let her move in with her, and Tucker managed to put her into the system under the name Danielle Phenton. (It's Fenton with a Ph, like in Phantom) Dani started to help out Danny and they became known as the "Phantom Duo." Around this time, Danny's ghost form changed the way it looked. Think Dan, but with the teenage Danny Phantom hair, though slightly longer, and instead of a cape there's a white trench coat with the DP symbol in black on his left sleeve.

Second, about ten years prior to this story when Danny was twenty-six and his daughter had been recently born, Sam convinced Danny to tell his parents that he was Phantom. Sam, Tucker, and Jazz were all there for support, while Dani also waited invisibly in case they needed to make an escape. Jack and Maddie weren't happy, but more so with the fact that Danny hadn't told them before then. They accepted Danny, but had a minor freak out when they learned he had been cloned. But after that, all of their weapons were re-calibrated so that they wouldn't hurt Danny or Dani.

Third, even though this has almost nothing to do with the timeline, Jackie Phantom's outfit is basically Dani's, but it it doesn't expose her midsection (Where it would be showing is just a continuation of her suit's pattern), instead of the DP symbol there's a symbol that's basically a curvy J, and her hair is in pigtails.

Well, that went for a while. Of course, if you know it, I don't own it!

…That'll be my catchphrase now.

Chapter 1;

A while before...

"Yo Danny Fenton he was just fourteen, when his parents built a very strange machine. It was designed to view a world unseen," Darry, one of my best friends, rapped out for no apparent reason, causing me and my other friend, Kelsey, to break out laughing.

"Wow..." I choked out, "j-just wow."

Darry smiled as he rolled his eyes, "Remind me, why do you find my dad's theme song so funny?"

"Theme song?" Kelsey sputtered, "That sounds like demented wrapping paper! ...Wait, how would that work?"

Darry and I eyed Kelsey before sharing a smile. This was the Kelsey we knew and loved, without the stress of school hanging over us. I love summer, and not just because I could sleep in.

Right, I should probably introduce our trio, shouldn't I?

Darry's full name was Daryll Lee Fenton. His father was the one and only Danny Fenton, also known as Danny Phantom, who was a ghost hunter, inventor and last I heard was on the shortlist to become an astronaut, while his mother was Sam Mason, who was a Veterinarian at the Amity Animal Hospital and author of the hit series "Going Ghost!" which was about a fictional ghost-human hybrid named Ashton Spencer in human form and Ash Specter in ghost form who tries to protect his hometown using his powers. Even though she denied it, everyone else who knew about the halfas in her family agreed the main character was based off of her husband. Darry was fifteen, his birthday was February twelfth, and he had a ten year old sister named Jaclyn who was half ghost. He was about sixty-five inches tall and weighed 120 pounds. He had light brown hair that always managed to look windswept along with dark purple eyes. His normal outfit is a light gray t-shirt with darker accents and blue jeans along with black and dark gray shoes that I couldn't explain to save my life. My other friend, Kelsey, was his cousin.

Kelsey's full name was Kelsey Madeline Foley. Her parents were Tucker Foley, the head of a software company called Too Fine Tech, and Jasmine Fenton, our high school's therapist. She was fifteen, her birthday was May fifth, and she has a seventeen year old brother named Mark who worked for Axiom Labs and a nine year old brother named Tucker Junior, or TJ for short. She was about sixty inches tall and weighed around 105 pounds. Her skin was lighter than her father's, but darker than her mother's. Kelsey always said that it was a "cocoa swirl" colour, whatever that meant. She had reddish-brownish hair which she kept in a high ponytail that was fixed with a white bow, and teal coloured eyes. Her normal outfit was a faded red shirt with brighter sleeves, gray capris, yellow socks, and black runners.

Finally, there was me. I'm Liz Penelope Moore. Okay, Liz isn't what it says on my birth certificate, but who cares? My parents were Star Garcia, Vice President of Axiom Labs, and Tanon Moore, the chief of the Amity Police, who were apparently both members of a Danny Phantom "Phanclub" and Casper High's A-list when they were younger, which I found contradicting and ironic. I was fourteen, my birthday was September third, and I had no siblings. I was about sixty-three inches tall and no, I will not tell you what I weighed. I had blonde hair which didn't go past my shoulders, and my eyes were green. My normal outfit was a short purple sleeveless shirt, a dark blue half-sweater-thing, baggy light blue pants, a neon green purse, and green sandals.

Oh yeah, and the three of us were currently wearing modified Spector Deflectors that wouldn't harm the "good" ghosts we knew. The conversation where I convinced my parents to let me wear mine was actually kind of funny.

Now that that's over with, back to the present.

The three of us were currently just hanging out around the town. Amity Park, Ohio, if you must know.

… Stalker.

To anyone who would happen to pass by the conveniently deserted street, we appeared to be three teenagers just walking down the street, laughing and singing- err, rapping.

I'm not saying we weren't, because we were. I'm just saying that people need to learn to take a second look at things. Because if they looked harder, they'd notice the fact that each of us had an arsenal of ghost hunting gear. Not because we wanted to be ghost hunters, but it was kind of Darry's family tradition. According to Darry's Dad, it was also good protection. And besides, Darry was a Fenton. The Fentons have always been obsessed with the supernatural.

… I know that includes Kelsey's brother Mark, considering that he works at Axiom Labs which has a lot to do with ghost hunting technology, but I wonder if that includes Kelsey. She seems reasonably sane... most of the time.

"Hey, Darry," Kelsey suddenly spoke up, "don't look now, but the Ecto-Tracer just picked up your dad's ecto-signature."

Darry sighed, "Alone or fighting?"

I raised an eyebrow, "We have ghost trackers made to see if ghost that aren't supposed to be here are, genius. Your dad must be alone, because they haven't gone off." Almost at once, a voice from my purse started shouting. "Wait, never mind."

"Ghost! A ghost is near! Ghost! A ghost is near! Ghost! A ghost is-" the machine shut up as Kelsey gave my purse a sharp kick.

"Was that really necessary?" I sighed, and Kelsey smiled.

"Yep!" within moments she had a Fenton Wrist Ray on and Darry had whipped out his Fenton Pistol. I picked out my portable Ghost Gloves from my purse and the three of us went into a defensive position.

"Show yourself you deathly... dead thing!" I shouted, and Darry let out a small laugh.

"Smooth," he smiled, and I tried not to blush. I don't even know why I was going to do so in the first place.

After a while of standing like idiots, Kelsey shrugged. "I guess the tracker is still broken from the last time I kicked it. Aw, I wanted to see Uncle Danny fight." She started to take off the wrist ray, but then there was a crash.

The three of us turned around in alarm to see Danny Phantom- or as I normally called him, Mr. Fenton- stand up slowly. Ectoplasm was dripping from a wound on his shoulder, and his gloves had gone missing in a flash of light.

Wow, he had trouble fighting. That's not a good sign. Amity Park may be doomed.

"Dad?! Dad, are you okay?" Darry gasped, and Mr. Fenton frowned.

"Darry?" he stared at the three of us in alarm, "You need to get out of here! Quickly, before Skulker shows up again!" it was Skulker who did that to him? I'm not sure if I should be concerned or disappointed.

"Dad, we could help-" Darry started, but Mr. Fenton cut him off.

"No! Darry, get out of here! Skulker is after you! And as much as I hate to admit it, he's actually a threat!" okay, I'm going with concerned.

"Can I get a C-R-E-E-P-Y?" Kelsey whispered, and a large ghost with flaming hair landed behind her.

"Well, this is convenient." The ghost smirked, and aimed a gun a Darry, who had turned to see the ghost land. "Greetings, Runt."

"Hey, Skulker." Darry shrugged simply, not really caring about the ghost that wanted to use the skin from most members of his family for a rug. Which, by the way, is definitely an ew. "Listen, I'm kind of busy right now. Can you go bug someone else? I don't think Box Lunch is doing anything."

Mr. Fenton dashed forward before Skulker could reply with his own witty come back, an ecto blast ready in his palm. He knocked the ghost back, but the small victory was short lived as a simple net was shot at the three of us, leaving us trapped with it somehow curving over top. I noticed it had been ghost proofed, and I exchanged a look with Darry and Kelsey. We were all thinking about how stupid the fact was, considering the only ghostly thing any of us had was the weapons. We all tried to stand up, and were promptly treated to a shock.

Well, that was unexpected.

"Don't even try," Skulker laughed, "it absorbs ghost powers in the area and sends them back into humans in the form of pain! As long as I have that halfa in there, there will be no way out for any of you! Only a human from the outside can take it away!"

At that, Mr. Fenton broke out laughing. I did too, but it was much more discreet.

…Okay, it wasn't. But let's just pretend it was.

"What's so funny, Whelp?" Skulker grumbled, and Mr. Fenton smirked.

"First of all, your plan has so many flaws. How are you going to get the net off of them? Second, what halfa?" he replied, still laughing, "Skulker, you really are the Ghost Zone's worst hunter. There are four halfas, sure, but my son isn't one of them. If I've told you once, I've told you a million times; there is no Darry Phantom." At that, the ghost hero of Amity Park sucked Skulker into a Fenton Thermos Mini, changed into human form, and pulled the net off of us three.

"Dad," Darry muttered as he stood up, "did you have to bring it up? I mean, I know that me not being like you is still kind of a disappointment, but..."

"Darry, no," Mr. Fenton sighed, "there is no possible way you could ever be a disappointment to me, okay? Come on, I'll give you and the girls rides home." He changed back into Phantom form and then picked up Darry and me while Kelsey jumped on his back. We took off into the air, but my delight at being able to fly with a hero was short lived.

I seemed to be the only one who noticed how upset Darry was. But then again, this was normal. Everyone- from what I'd heard, even the ghosts- had expected Darry to be a hero like his father.

No one had ever expected him to be Fenton's son, but not Phantom's.

No one had ever expected to learn, and many who knew still found it hard to believe, that Daryll Fenton had no ghost powers.

XxXxX

The next day Kelsey and I went to pay Darry a visit, only to find that his Mom was just about to drive the family to his grandparents' house. It was agreed that we could come, and then we were off to Fenton Works.

For anyone who doesn't know, that's just the name Grandma and Grandpa Fenton gave to their house.

Don't ask why unless you want to be attacked by a very strange explanation involving ghosts, portals, and fudge.

As soon as we reached Fenton Works, Darry and Jaclyn raced towards the front door. With Darry running and Jaclyn flying, the competition was far from fair. The stupid ten year old halfa had decided to go ghost during the ride there, and what did her parents do? Why, Mr. Fenton just lets her know that "Jackie Phantom" is getting better with her powers!

Excuse me while I go throw up.

Equal parenting, my foot. It's plain as day that Mr. and Mrs. Fenton love Jaclyn more than Darry. It's simple favoritism, no matter how much they deny it. Jaclyn has the abilities that set her apart from the crowd, and Darry is just a regular teen.

Anyway, when Grandpa and Grandma Fenton opened the door they immediately crushed Jaclyn, Darry, and Kelsey in a hug. I greeted them, handed over my smashed gadgets- most were Kelsey's fault- to be repaired, and followed Darry towards an extra room. Kelsey managed to find a Pepsi from somewhere before she joined us.

"You guys," Darry sighed, "I'm going to try something. We came here because my Grandparents are going to try a new portal-type invention powered by ectoplasm and electricity, but for all we know it could end up like their first attempt at the ghost portal. If not, well, I'm going to make sure it does. Then I'll be the one to fix it."

"You're... what?!" I stared at Darry in amazement. Sure, he'd had his moments where his sanity was a little iffy, but I never would've guessed he'd consider something so risky! "Darry, no! If we're thinking the same way, you better not try that!"

Kelsey tightened her grip on her pop can, "Darry, you're my cousin, and that means I should stand by your decisions." She sighed, "If you do go through with that, you better not die more than halfway."

"Deal," Darry agreed, and I placed a hand on his arm.

"Don't you dare," I muttered, tightening my grip. "Darry, don't you even dare. You have enough ghosts after you because of who your father is, you don't need ghost powers to add on to that. You have weapons to fight if you need to, but you don't need ghost powers!"

"What if I lost my weapons, huh? If I had ghost powers, I could fight back when ghosts attacked." Darry replied, pulling his arm away from me. "Liz, please, I need to do this. We can be the new Team Phantom, and shove that fact up Jaclyn's smug butt."

"Ew," Kelsey mumbled, shaking her head. "That's a really bad mental picture. So how do you plan on getting to the portal, Mr. Gonna-be-a-halfa?"

Darry shrugged, "It's our Grandparents. Trust me, that'll be the easy part." He started towards the kitchen; I stared after him for a second before grabbing Kelsey by her wrist and following.

XxXxX

"I still say this is a bad idea," I mumbled, fiddling nervously with the straps of my purse. Darry and Kelsey were staring at the newest Fenton invention; the Fenton Time Machine.

What an original name for a machine that according to the blueprints Kelsey found will transport people through time.

Don't ask why Darry thinks he'll get ghost powers from this... paradoxing? Is that a word? This paradoxing machine.

"Relax, I'll be fine," Darry replied, looking around. "I just need a Hazmat suit."

"Already taken care of," Kelsey spoke up, pointing to a hanging rack of holding a Hazmat suit. More specifically, a Danny Phantom costume. "That looks your size."

"If you get ghost powers from this," I pointed out, "you'll be a colours-reversed version of your Dad."

"Oh, yay," Darry sarcastically replied, picking out the Danny Phantom costume and proceeding to slip it on over his clothes, "It's my size... why is this even here?" he stopped, "Wow, it even has "Darry Phantom" written on the tag..." I frowned as I noticed that Darry was telling the truth, someone actually had written "Darry Phantom" on the suit's tag.

"Okay, that's just weird." I frowned, "It's also really uncreative. Are you sure the R's aren't just faded N's?"

"It doesn't make sense," Kelsey muttered, crossing her arms. She got a look on her face like she usually did when she was trying to figure something out. "Why does Darry get an already made jumpsuit? He's not a halfa yet. You know, maybe we're meant to all become halfas. Perhaps we should all go into the machine."

"Wait, no!" Darry and I both spoke up; blushing as we realized that it had been completely in sync.

"Uh," Darry cleared his throat, "I mean what if something goes wrong? Who'll explain it to our families? It'll be safer if it's just me who goes in."

Kelsey shrugged, "I'll leave a note. Trust me; we'll be fine, together."

I crossed my arms, "Trust you? Yeah, last time we put our trust in you we spent the week in ghost jail. And anyway, I don't feel like dying. Not even halfway."

"Okay, the ghost jail part was Jaclyn's fault. She shouldn't have gotten us lost in the Ghost Zone." Kelsey sighed and Darry nodded slowly. Kelsey was right, of course. It had been Jaclyn's fault that we ended up locked in the ghost jail. Though, the person break we staged was all on Kelsey… and the Shadow Hunter. He'd earned some credit, at least. "Come on, guys! Maybe the jumpsuit is here for a reason! Maybe it's here because Grandma and Grandpa were going to make Darry a halfa, and I think Liz and me should become one too!"

"I highly doubt that," I rolled my eyes, "listen, I don't approve of what we're doing at all. There is no way in the fiery depths of the Ghost Zone that I am stepping a foot into that machine! What if it doesn't work, huh?! What if we die?!"

"You, Miss Elizabeth Moore, do not have a say in what happens."

I knew right off the bat that I'd heard that voice before. They have no right to tell me what to do. I wouldn't listen to Vlad Plasmius unless someone's life depended on it, and even then it was iffy.

"Yeah, I kind of do," I turned around, trying to figure out where the voice had come from. I didn't even slightly expect what happened next, though I probably should have.

Vlad appeared and pulled my arms behind my back. Three weird vulture-looking ghosts did the same to Kelsey when she tried to help me out. Darry was looking at the two of us in... horror, I think? Yeah, that seems right. I kept looking around, trying to figure out what was going on, when my vision faded to darkness.

The darkness didn't last that long, I think. As soon as I could see again, I was sitting in the Time Machine. Kelsey was on one side of me, and Darry was on the other, wearing the jumpsuit. A frown became evident on my face as I realized that we seemed to be stuck inside, considering the fact that there was somehow a metal door that I had never noticed covering the entrance.

"Oh my gosh," Darry was whispering, and Kelsey was looking around it a daze. I noticed that the bow she always had on her ponytail was missing, and in its place was two dangling charms, one with a K and the other with a F. I felt something rub against my wrist, and looked down to see that I had similar charms, only with an E and a M.

"Guys," I mumbled, "what just happened?"

"...You know how my Dad always talks about the really creepy plans the other halfa Grandpa and Grandma accidently created always came up with?" Darry whispered, and Kelsey's face paled.

"Oh my gosh," her eyes were huge, "don't tell me. The vampire dude who locked us in the Fenton Time Machine was Vlad? Uncle Danny's archenemy, Vlad? The guy who turned us into cats that one time so he could scam Liz's parents, Vlad?" a single tear rolled down her cheek, and I tried to give Kelsey a sympathetic smile. She hated crying; no matter how many times her mom told her that it was good. "I take it back. I don't want to die..." her bottom lip trembled and she buried her face in her hands.

"We'll get out of this," I mumbled, trying to be optimistic. "We got out of being kidnapped by Spectra, and we'll get out of this."

"No, we won't!" wow, Darry, that was unnecessary and uncalled for. "Don't you see? This is all a plan to cause my Dad pain! You know how bad he was when he couldn't save that homeless guy in the warehouse fire last year! This is all some sick, twisted, messed-up plan to get to my Dad!"

And then the machine sparked to life.

Kelsey screamed, I screamed, Darry screamed...

And everything faded away...

Jaclyn "Jackie" Fenton, also known as Jackie Phantom, age ten, wasn't sure what had just happened.

She knew that her and her father's ghost sense had both gone off, her father had gone ghost than gone down into the lab to investigate, and there had been the sound of crashing for around two minutes before Jackie had phased through the floor to see her father fighting a blue ghost with pointy black hair. The blue ghost had made some comment about how her father should've be busy saving his son, pulled a lever on the wall, and left.

Then there were the screams... Jackie was sure of one thing; she would never forget the screams that echoed from the metal door on the black wall. A date started to flash above the door, and Jackie stared at it blankly as she calculated that it would be exactly twenty-one years, two months, three days, five hours, and forty-seven minutes ago.

How she figured it out so quickly most likely had to do with the fact that she was one of the few Fentons who were actually good at math and remembering the time.

Her father looked at the date, at Jackie, back at the date, at the door of the machine, at a green purse on a table, back at the machine, and Jackie could hear realization creep into his voice.

"Oh no... Liz, Kelsey, Darry... they were inside of there..."

Her father, the seemingly unbeatable Danny Fenton and the hero Danny Phantom, had never looked so defeated. Jackie's first thought was to rush up and give him a hug, but something held her back. Instead, she chose to spare her father the pending pain. She rushed up to the main level and turned the corner to see her Mother and her Grandparents staring at her. They all stood up, expecting her to speak. But suddenly, she couldn't. Her mouth moved, but no words came out.

"Jackie," her Grandma spoke up, "which ghost was your Dad fighting?"

Jackie finally found her voice. "I don't know. He was blue and his hair was in two points..."

"Plasmius. I can't believe he's back." Her Grandpa pulled a ghost weapon out from who-knows-where. "Is he still here? Where're the other kids? I saw them go down the stairs-"

"They're gone!" Jackie burst out, dropping to her knees. "They're... they're all gone. Daddy couldn't save them... they were inside..." her bottom lip started to tremble. "Darry, Liz, and Kelsey were all inside of the machine... Daddy didn't know. The blue ghost did." She placed her face in her hands and her body was racked with sobs. Her Mother pulled the young girl close while the Grand-Fentons moved at top speed, for two seniors, down to their lab.

Jackie could feel her Mother trying not to cry, and was well aware of one thing;

The date she had seen had some importance, and she'd have to figure it out if she ever wanted to see her brother, her cousin, and the girl who they'd befriended again.

I guess, Jackie thought, it's just another day's work for a hero in training. Dani can look after the city, Mom can look after Dad, and I... I can bring those three home. But how? I need to think and the fact that I'm still crying doesn't help!

Vlad's being creepy and planning something… the main trio got turned into cats once… they also were arrested… yep, I think I've covered everything! If you have any questions, feel free to ask them and I'll more than likely answer them to the best of my abilities.

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-Torch