Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom. A majority of the characters in the story are owned by Nickelodeon. Some characters are my own.


Cruise Crisis


Chapter 2: The Dethroned


The Ghost Zone. A parallel dimension that is home to alternate beings known as ghosts. The dimension holds many different doorways that lead to a variety of realms. One specific realm lay behind what could be best described as palace doors. Beyond those doors lied a medieval village in the middle of an endless forest. The centerpiece of the village was an extravagant castle, owned by the royal Mattingly family.

The realm had literally been trapped in the dark ages for the last 1600 years, time unmoving. It was only recently that Princess Dorothea, with the help of Danny Phantom and his friends, overthrew her spoiled tyrant brother, Prince Aragon, and brought the kingdom to the light to a slow, but steady progression. The villagers, now under a kinder rule, helped to repair the village after the Mattinglys' battle, bringing new life to the formerly dreary kingdom run by Aragon. No one had heard from the prince since after that battle.

It is inside the library where a series of events begins. While several of the villagers inside were observing what might be a good read or returning borrowed books, one had sat all by his lonesome for the longest time. His frame was sickly thin, his clothing a royal purple with a tattered black cape, and his face pointed down upon a book of folklore. His neck was bare of a magical amulet. His head was bare of a thorned crown that symbolized his authority and kept his long gray hair in order. The only royal decoration he had left was an heirloom dagger tied to his waist. His red eyes scanned the pages of the folklore tales, and he stroked his very protruding chin as he contemplated whether he should follow the story if it could take his throne back. This was Prince Aragon, now a miserable, bitter young (well, young-looking) man with nothing but his name.

As he continued reading, he felt a large hand grasp his shoulder. "I do not like to be touched by commoners," he sneered. The hand shook Aragon, only angering him and yelling out, "I said stay away from me, peasant!" Aragon turned around to face his offender only to be somewhat displeased. Aragon recognized the very large ghost from his black leather armor, black leather hood with a green skull print upon it, and massive ax fastened to his back.

"So, it's you, executioner" Aragon said, less than pleased. "I suppose Dorothea wants you to bring her my head."

"Not all the ghosts in this realm are loyal to Dorothea, Your Highness," the executioner spoke. "There are those such as myself who wish to see you where you rightfully belong."

"Then perhaps you have brought me my amulet?" Aragon asked, extending his hand, expecting it to be filled by the executioner.

"The princess has your amulet under tight guard," the executioner explained.

The Prince, not caring he was in a library, cursed, "Curses!" After getting various shushes, he said in a quieter tone, "If only I had my amulet, I could take back my castle in no time. Instead I'm here, aimlessly looking through book after book, seeing if there is any artifact that can rival, or even better, the power of the amulet of Aragon. But I have found nothing."

"Perhaps this may help," the executioner said, laying a book in front of the prince.

Aragon looked at the book, noticing the silk bookmark placed inside it. He opened the book where the bookmark layed and read through the marked page.

Aside from Pandora's Box, another artifact that carries great power is Poseidon's Pearl. The power of the pearl gave Poseidon the ability to oversee all that happened in his ocean, and control it entirely. Every wave and current is said to have come from this artifact. Although its powers are only limited to the body of water it is used upon, it is still of great value and importance to the Acropolis realm.

Aragon grinned and excitedly said, "Yes, this is it! I could use this pearl for the moat and overthrow Dorothea and take back my kingdom. Or better yet, I could forget this realm and rule over another realm entirely with it! The possibilities are limitless!" Aragon was once again shushed by the library's occupants.

"I believe it would be wisest," the executioner stated, "to keep this situation quiet. If the princess were to find out you were conspiring against her, she would surely lock you away."

"Yes, you're right," Aragon said. He then concluded, "Take me to this realm. I must see and obtain this pearl, and I can't stand being in this sorry excuse for a kingdom any longer."

"At once, your highness," the executioner said. He grabbed onto Aragon's hand and flew out of the library, then rising up to the gateway to the Ghost Zone, anxious to begin his reign anew.


Seems kinda rushed to me. Well, there's Aragon, reunited with the executioner ghost. We'll get back to the Fentons next chapter.