Ok. First chapter. It may be a little on the short side, but hey what can I do? It's just the opening!
Disclaimer: Do I look like I own DP to you!?
Who…?
Danny sat in Mr. Lancer's class. The out of shape teacher was giving a lecture on Shakespeare. But Danny's mind was somewhere else as usual…
Vlad hadn't shown for a couple of weeks, and Danny was starting to wonder what he was planning, not that he didn't mind not seeing him, but it was just not Vlad-like to disappear for that long.
"Mr. Fenton!" Lancer called as Danny started to doze off. "Maybe if you paid more attention in class than daydreaming you would spend less time in detention and more time-" Mr. Lancer's lecture to the student was cut off when a mechanical ghost flew threw the ceiling while Danny's ghost sense went off.
"Ah, finally. I have you right where I want you, whelp!" Skulker shouted at Danny while at the same time blocking all possible exits.
Of course everyone started screaming and you heard a "Lord of the Flies!" cry come from Lancer's direction.
Just as Skulker was about to shoot Danny with the missiles that had come up from his heavy metal shoulder pads, there was a flash of blue-white light that engulfed Skulker as he screamed his drawn out 'no' as he was sucked into the Fenton Thermos.
Danny was about to thank Sam and Tucker when he saw it was neither of them capping the thermos.
It was a girl with a black, long sleeve shirt on with an electric green T over it with tattered black jeans. Her shoes and nails matched her shirt along with the one lone streak in her bangs. The rest of her hair was raven black. She had a stud belt with a matching bracelet on her left arm. Her eyes were hidden behind her hair, so no one knew what color they were.
Sam smiled at her taste in clothing as she tossed Danny the thermos. He was surprised at who she threw it to, but no one was paying attention to that.
She sat back down, ignoring all of the gaping stares she was collecting as Mr. Lancer signaled the start of class again.
Everyone reluctantly took their seats, but not before stealing one last glance at the mysterious girl sitting quietly in the back…