Disclaimer: Danny Phantom is owned by Butch Hartman.

Dan Phantom couldn't help but smile as he was flying through the Ghost Zone. After being pent up in Clockwork's tower for so long, flying with only the amulet serving as a chain to remind him what he is, this was the best freedom he has ever had in... Who knows how long now.

Several of Danny's foes saw the ghost soaring past their territories and their doors. Due to Dan only being known by Clockwork, the Observants, and Phantom; Dan was practically a nobody to the rest of the ghosts.

...It was... Scary.

Meanwhile, at Casper High...

"FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!" Danny stayed still as a circle of students kept the raven haired boy and the quarterback enclosed in a fighting ring outside the school during lunch.

"I've been waiting a long time for this, Fenturd!" Dash laughed as he cracked his knuckles and pulled his fist back to throw the first punch.

Danny bit down on his lip as he took a step back and raised his fists. He could trick Dash and everyone else into thinking that he was a very bad fighter, then send everything he's learned from ghost fighting at Dash... Just don't go ghost.

"KILL HIM!"

"MAKE HIM CRY FOR HIS MOMMY!"

Dash smiled as he stepped forward and threw the first punch with Danny's face as the target. Danny quickly crouched down and side stepped out of the way and swung his left foot high and dug the toe of his shoe into Dash's stomach.

The crowd gasped as Dash stepped backwards, fell to one knee, and coughed from the kick. Danny stood back up and waited for Dash to stand again.

"You... Little... CREEP!" Dash got back to his feet and tried to tackle Danny. The circle of students grew larger to give room for Dash to grab Danny and fall to the ground, but the raven haired boy twisted around in a full circle on his left heel before he kicked his right foot out to collide straight into Dash's face.

"YEAH! GO, DANNY!" Sam yelled as she saw blood from Dash's nose hit the ground where he once stood.

"When did Fenton get so tough?" Kwan asked Star as everyone watched Dash get up from the kick to the nose.

"YOU'RE DEAD, FENTON!" Danny didn't say anything back as Dash was handed a large branch from a nearby tree due to another football player.

As Dash swung the branch straight at Danny's side; the smaller recoiled by crouching low to the ground, and as the branch passed harmlessly out of the way, Danny retaliated by throwing his right fist straight into Dash's bleeding nose.

Dash dropped the branch and held his hands to his nose, but Danny let his anger get the best of him as he hooked his right arm around Dash's neck and sent his left knee into Dash's stomach three times, each time causing Dash to gasp as the wind was knocked out of him. Yet, Danny still had more hits to land in his opinion.

While still holding Dash's head with his right arm, Danny sent his left fist to hit Dash right into his left eye, then to the quarterback's right eye. A punch to the mouth, then the throat, another knee to the stomach, and lastly, Danny kicked Dash forward by unlatching his hold on the quarterback's neck and sent a quick roundhouse kick right into Dash's back.

Dash Baxter fell to the ground and his head was screaming in denial. How was Fenton doing this? Fenton was never this strong! Never! Dash growled as he got his palms onto the ground, and Danny gave a yell as he jumped into the air and sent his heels down onto Dash's right forearm.

A sickening crack was heard as the dark haired boy landed and Danny saw Dash's forearm bend at a severe angle. The bully started crying in pain as he rolled over onto his back and held his broken arm close to his chest.

"Wuthering Heights! What is the cause of this assembly!?" Danny heard Mr. Lancer shout as he approached the circle of students.

"Danny Fenton beat the crap out of Dash!"

Lancer didn't need the explanation from a student as he saw Dash crying over his broken arm and Danny Fenton looking down at Dash with fury in his eyes and a calm form to his body language.

"Mr. Fenton." Danny looked up to Lancer as his name was called, but his body language and expression stayed stone still. Dash was whimpering as he tried to get up without using his lame arm.

"Mr. Baxter. Both of you. My office. Now! And the rest of you will be interrogated for evidence.

"Dash started it! He kicked Danny in the knee!"

"I don't want any accounts now, Ms. Manson. I will ask for them later." Lancer snapped back to the goth as he led Danny and Dash back to his office with a hand on a shoulder on both of the teenagers.

In Mr. Lancer's office...

"Going by the camera recordings... Baxter? I assume that you did indeed kick Danny in the knee and insulted him for his parents choice in career?"

Dash, now with a brace around his arm, could only laugh.

"Are you kidding me? Fenton started it by saying my parents are failures!"

"By the recording, you were the one that said that. Fenton never said a word through the entire fight."

Speaking of Fenton, he's not said a word of protest and he's somehow found an interest in the spider crawling across the floor.

"What! That was totally Fenton who said-" Lancer cut Dash short by turning the computer monitor over to show the recording of Dash clearly starting the fight.

"However, Fenton. You would not be in trouble had you not thrown punches back."

"With your rules, I still would have gotten in trouble had I not thrown a punch." Danny snapped back as he squashed the spider that had crawled too close to his shoe for his liking.

"And what makes you say that?"

"Oh, well... Hmm... Let's see... Dash has thrown the longest punt in football history for Casper High, so he's exempt from any punishment. Even if he raped and killed some nobody!" Danny only raised his voice enough to show how exhausted he was with Dash's unneeded praise and glory just for being a multisport player.

"If it was up to you, the perfect class would be made up of only Dash! And maybe then you can see how much of a failure he'll be once he graduates highschool with a point zero one average!" Danny let his temper go again as he stood and shouted at Lancer and sent Dash on the edge of his seat.

Lancer stayed calm as he listened to Danny's venting. No, the perfect class is not made up of just Baxter. Yes, Dash was going to be a failure. No, Dash was going to pass with a point zero zero average.

"Mr. Baxter. Please leave the room."

"See you later, punk." Lancer heard Dash's words. Can't that jock just grow up and know that he doesn't have the most quietest whisper and teachers aren't as stupid as him?

When the door was closed, Danny sat back down and gave a sigh. Every time Dash even steps into the same room, Danny can feel his anger rising with every second passing.

"Mr. Fenton... Since you yourself show no injury...I'm placing you in detention and I will call and tell your parents about the fight, but before you can complain, I will be putting Dash in out of school suspension... So consider yourself unpunished in comparison to Mr. Baxter. You may go." Lancer opened the door and held it open for Danny to leave.

"Thank you." Danny gave a smile as he entered the hall to see a surprisingly large crowd of students wanting to know how he learned how to fight like that.

Lancer closed once the boy left and he looked at the recording of the fight again.

At Fenton Works later that day...

"GO DANNY!" Jack Fenton cheered as he and Maddie watched the recording of the fight, courtesy of Lancer via e-mail.

On the recording, Danny's roundhouse kick to Dash's face.

"Woo!" Jack gave another cheer as he threw several pieces of popcorn into the air, however Maddie watched with questions starting to crowd her head.

"Danny. Where did you learn how to fight like this?"

"From... watching you... Hunt ghosts?" Danny hoped that lie worked to at least have his mother be somewhat proud of visually copying her... That piece was actually true.

"Where did you practice fighting?"

"At the park." A truth? If wanting just one location, but if more than one; then the park, the movie theater, school hallways, the streets of Amity Park, even his own bedroom.

"What was your punching bag?"

"Hanging vines and twigs." That was a lie. Actually, The Box Ghost, Skulker, Spectra, Vlad... Any other ghosts from the Ghost Zone to be honest.

"Well... I don't approve of fighting... But... ... At least you ended the fight." Maddie sighed as she decided on what to do.

"From now. If I ever hear you starting a fight at school... All of your groundings from previous years would be a vacation in comparison to your punishment... But, since you didn't start this... And you finished it... I can only give you a warning, if you break bones in another fight... You'll be grounded to your room for that night." Maddie tousled Danny's long bangs as she had to give the boy a rule for any fight that gets started by the other kid. Telling him to not fight when she has a job where she fights... It was hypocrisy.

"Go on." Danny had no idea what came over him, but he stepped forward and gave his mother a long overdue hug.

"Thanks, Mom." Danny said as he went up the stairs and into his bed room.

Back in the Ghost Zone...

"Either Jack or Danny had better open that stupid Fenton Portal or so help me..." Dan growled as he floated with his arms crossed in front of the black and yellow striped hexagonal shaped door that labeled the doorway to Amity Park.

"Who in the Ghost Zone are you?" Dan turned his body around to see a ghost that had the appearance of a seven year old girl in a light green nightgown looking up at him.

"None of your business, child."

"I'm not a child! I'm a hundred and seventy two years old in human years!" The ghost said as she stomped the ectoplasmic ground as a child would.

"Still a child by ghost terms."

"How old are you then?"

"I honestly don't know anymore. I've lost count of the human years." A lie. He was only twenty six years old... Eleven really... If his timeline still existed... Now? ...One human year.

"Are you like, one billion, thousand million, trillion years old!?"

"I guess so. I've been around for a while now." Dan said as he turned his back on the child. Maybe she would get the hint that he doesn't want to talk and she'd go back to her other ghost friends.

"I think you're lying." She floated up to his head and swung down to appear upside down in his field of view.

"What makes you think that?"

"Because I met Clockwork, and nobody is as old as him!" Dan gave a small sigh as the girl lifted the amulet off his chest and examined the amulet without removing it off his body.

"In fact, I know that this is Clockwork's emblem!" Dan could only roll his eyes as the ghost acted as if he didn't know what was around his neck.

"Yes, I know that. Clockwork has sent me on an errand. Now, will you please leave. My tolerance of you has worn quite thin." Dan blinked and let his eyes glow bright to show his anger to the ghost. She simply shrugged and floated away, giving Dan a small wave before she turned to the nearby playground where several other ghosts that looked her age were at play on swings and slides.

"Hmph..." Dan turned his head back to see the portal opening up. He acted quickly by turning invisible and slingshot himself into the Fenton's lab.

"Hey, Ghosts! Taste Fenton Frisbee!" Jack Fenton shouted as he fired off saw blades made from Ecto-ranium into the Ghost Zone.

"Still a bumbling fool as ever." Dan gave a grin as he watched Jack try out new inventions by firing the byproduct into the portal. At least Dan wasn't going to be followed by any other ghosts that were curious of who he was... For once, Jack was helping his so- Dan cut that thought off right then and there. He killed a Danny Fenton once... And Clockwork won't let him do it twice.

Now... Danny should be up in his room... That way. Dan phased through the kitchen floor to see Maddie cooking dinner. Phasing through the kitchen ceiling, he found Danny Fenton lying on his bed with music blaring from his headphones. A wisp of blue mist escaped Danny's mouth and the boy sat up and removed his headphones.

"About time your ghost sense went off." Dan said as he appeared in front of the foot of the bed.

"You!?" Danny didn't waste time as he stood, turned into Danny Phantom and waited for Dan to speak.

"Yes. Me. Now... What are you going to do about it?" Dan smiled as he landed on the floor and crossed his arms and waited for Danny's next action.

"I'll send you back to where you belong. In a thermos!"

"Jack! Kids! Dinner!" Danny's body stiffened as his mother shouted from the bottom of the stairs.

"Now, since I have a few seconds. Clockwork. I can tell you more later. Go eat." Dan chuckled as he watched the nearly fifteen year old turn back to human form. Danny gave his former future self a watching stare... For so long that he walked right into his closed door.

"Danny?"

"Coming, Mom!" Danny shouted as he opened his door and left after he closed it back.

Okay. I'm ending this chapter here because, Holy crap I couldn't put it down!

I would write for I have no clue how long, go back, edit, then edit again, and then write, edit, edit again, and repeat several times over.

As I said at the end of the last chapter; I would love feedback on how this is going, and if I need to improve on a character.

And as always, I'll see you guys later!

~Jak Cooper the Lombax

Fun Fact for the Younger Audiences: Wuthering Heights is a gothic tale, but it's now labeled as a English Classic. Thus, the reason why I had Lancer shout the title, that and he never proclaimed the book's title when the show was running. So, there's another title Lancer can yell out when something out of the ordinary happens in Amity Park. (Hey, we're all pretty sure Lancer doesn't live in that school, although there was that one time Lancer got locked up in the janitor's closet...)