Book One: Malartach. Cruinne.

Author: Author's. Story

Fandom: Danny. Phantom

I no own.

Chapter One:

Valerie looked up as the ghost came behind her spot under a tree. She came here every day between hanging out with Danny and patrol. She had left him a note tapped to his back, beneath the 'kick me' that was on the other side of it. Sadly, Dash took the words too literally.

"Hey," she said. When she turned around, he didn't seemed angry even though the note was still clenched in his fist. Anger was what most ghost hunters would think he would show. She knew this hybrid better than that.

"Hey, Red," said Danny.

"So, you do know it's me." She said. Danny huffed and puffed out his chest, even though it wasn't a question.

"Of course, I may not be as genius as Jazz, but give me a break."

Valerie gave him a face. "Why would I want another Jazz around?"

He shrugged and jumped into the air to float back just a little. He twisted into flips and landed on the top branch of a tree, leaning out as though it was a mast and he was looking for land.

"Land ho!" he ended up shouting, grinning down at Valerie. She gave a short laugh and pushed the buttons to her suit. The launch board shot out and she hopped aboard, taking her level with the ghost.

All weapons were away and had you not known the relationship between the two as ghost and hunter that they had adopted before today, you would think they were the best friends their alter egos are.

"So…" Valerie paused. She took another look at Danny, to which he replied by trying to flex his arms, though you couldn't see them through the suit. She giggled this time, only to freeze. Ghost. Hunters. Don't. Giggle.

What's wrong with me? She wondered. Valerie shook her head and squared her shoulders with a sigh.

"So," Danny agreed, laughing shortly at his own joke. Valerie shook her head.

"So, are we enemies still?" she asked.

Danny shook his own head this time, slightly mockingly. "Val, we never were enemies." He looked thoughtful. "Well, I suppose we were at first. But once we each figured out the other- well, we're good now, right?"

Valerie didn't answer at first. Her mind was racing. "Why didn't you tell me? How did you get your powers?" she said.

Danny stopped short. Valerie could see tiny beads of sweat pop out like he was a chibi character. "Well," he stammered, softly. "I got my powers when my parents built their ghost portal. You remember it." Valerie nodded.

Of course she did. It was awesome!

"When they first made it, the thing didn't work. They wanted to stop inventing and become normal. Their inventions were our only source of income and it was their second try. The first they made in college and it kinda worked but it was too small to travel through. Since it was their goal, I didn't want them to stop. Jazz convinced me to check it out and I tripped. Next thing I know, Jazz is holding me up. I slipped through her fingers, Val!"

His voice sounded scared and he was almost screaming. Valerie held up a hand to quiet him.

"Okay," she said as calmly as possible. It seemed to work as he stopped shaking as much. "Just one last question," she paused in case he reacted. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I'm a ghost," he said simply.

"And I care about that why?"

Danny stared at her. Valerie sighed again. "If I haven't attacked you, even put my guns away with you still able to draw your powers in a second, do you think I care that much about the fact that 'you are a ghost'?" she used air quotes around the last words.

"You're right." He said. "You would have attacked me by now." And Danny pushed her in the shoulder, almost making her loose balance. Valerie scowled.

"Watch it." She fixed the tilting board under her feet and flew back down to the ground.

Danny gasped as blue fog came from his mouth. He jumped higher in the air just as a beeping came from Valerie's weapon.

"Desiree," they said together. Valerie hefted a gun that she gathered from her shoulder pads as she took to the air again. Danny grinned and together, for the first time, they were a team.

"Clueless One to Annoying Manager," Danny said into a small mike by his ear. "Meet us in the east area of town. We have some company."

"Copy that, Clueless One," Jazz replied.

(*) (*) (*)

"Hey, Sam! I found this really cool truck. You have to see it!" Tucker reached forward to pull his friend down the street. She pulled back, ending when Tucker fell down at her feet. He grinned and reached to flip onto his stomach and then to his feet.

Sam placed a combat boot on his stomach to stop him instead. "It's that nasty truck that is horrible to even turn on, I bet." She said. Tucker nodded slowly.

"Yeah, it's so cool. The car is even called the Gi-normo Six-thousand." He said. "It's huge!" Tucker splayed his hands apart to show just how big.

"Tucker, I know for a fact that a car like that is an environmental nightmare." He shook his head and looked betrayed. She stepped off of him and waved, walking away. "I just wish someone would destroy that truck. There is no use for it here."

Suddenly a figure popped up in front of Sam's house, her arms raised. Pink wish magic that makes Sam shudder glows through her fingers and the ghost points her fingers toward Sam. Then she moves to look at a large foam statue that runs toward the car just a few streets over.

Sam watched as it jumped up and down and then turned toward them with a growl. "So you have wished it, so it shall be." The ghost said.

And then, another ghost appeared. With silver hair, skin tight suit with glowing eyes. His skin is normal, just a little pale. Coming up a little behind him is a girl in a red suit of her own, guns in hand that glow blue.

"It's Danny Phantom," she said, louder than she meant. The girl and ghost both look her way only to her blasted back by magic. The statue comes to the rescue, the car flying to land almost on top of her and Tucker. If it had it not been for the ghost that is.

It's a bad move. The statue is able to jump onto the car, squishing the ghost underneath. Sam and Tucker rolled away, pushing themselves onto their feet.

The Red Huntress flew farther into the air, shooting beams of energy at the female ghost. Sam's mouth opened at her skill. She just had to learn from this girl.

It was a must. After all, what was the point in being rich if she never did anything that may help herself with it? She would get disowned if she gave everything to a save the frogs foundation.

Sam pulled Tucker up again as another blast hit too close to home. One of the windows on the mansion opened with a bang and she saw her mother's head pop out of it.

Waving her arms, Sam watched her mother begin yelling at all the racket. Another blast hit the open window, breaking glass and making her mother yelp.

Opps.

And then, more blasts were sent. The fight ended with one last blast at the cow. And the other ghost was gone.

"Well, see ya," ghost boy said. He and the huntress were also gone before Sam could say a word.

"Tucker, I know what we are going to do today," she said with no room for argument. Tucker gave her a sigh and nodded. He deserved it slightly, she thought. Even if it was her words which caused the mess. Not that Sam was willing to admit it.

At all.