In a town called Amity Park, 20 year old Danny Fenton worked at the Amity Park Museum as linguist, translator and boiler room operator. Just like his father, he had studied the legendary city of Atlantis and wanted nothing more than to prove to the world that the place had actually existed. He was standing with a blackboard and in front of some practice dummies rehearsing his proposal to find Atlantis for today he was meeting with the Board of Directors.

"Good afternoon gentlemen" He began as he stood behind a speech podium. "First off I'd like to thank the board for taking the time to hear my proposal. Now we all have heard the legend of Atlantis, a continent somewhere in the mid-Atlantic that was home to an advance civilisation that possessed technology far beyond our own that according to Plato it was struck by a catastrophic event so powerful that it sank beneath the sea"

"Now some of you may ask, why Atlantis? It's just a myth isn't it? Just some pure fantasy that someone made up? Well that is where you would be wrong" He continued and then started showing some pictures about what people had told about Atlantis. "You see ten thousand years before the Egyptians build the pyramids, Atlantis had electricity, advanced medicines and even the power of flight! From rumours and legends across the globe and history all summed up that Atlantis had some sort of power source, something that was more powerful than any of our own modern day engines"

"What I'm proposing here today gentlemen is that we find Atlantis, find that power source and bring it back to the surface" He concluded. He then showed them a picture of a book page as he continued, "The biggest question is how we find Atlantis? Well as you can all see here, this is a page from an illuminated texts that describes a book called the Shepard's Journal. It was said to be a first hand count of Atlantis and its exact location"

He then stepped away from the podium and turned to the blackboard where there was ancient Norse writing and the translation underneath it that read Coast of Ireland. Danny then explained gesturing to the blackboard, "Now based on a century's old translation of a Norse text, historians have believed that the journal resides in Ireland"

He then pulled out a really heavy Viking shield and then changed the R to a C on the blackboard as he continued, "But after comparing the text to the ruins of this Viking shield, I found that one of the letters had been mistranslated. So by changing this letter and inserting the correct one, you will find that the Shepard's Journal does not lie in Ireland gentlemen but in Iceland"

He was about to continue to rehearse when suddenly the phone rang, he walked around the blackboard and answered the phone, "Danny Fenton speaking"

The person on the phone talked and he nodded knowing what they wanted and said, "Just hold for one sec"

He put the person on hold and then walked over to the boiler, he turned a couple of dials and then hit it with a wrench. The boiler made a sound and then started up again, he walked back over to the phone and picked it up, "Is that better?"

The person spoke again and then he hung up of them. He went back around to the blackboard and then flipped it over to reveal a large picture of a map on it with a plotted route and he finished, "Now as you can see by this map, I plotted the route that will take myself and a crew to the Southern Coast of Ireland to retrieve the journal, that way we can use the journal to find Atlantis"

Danny then looked at his watch and saw it was four o'clock, his meeting with the board of directors was in thirty minutes. He smiled and gathered everything and placed it in a bag as he said, "Showtime. Well this is it, I'm finally getting out of the dungeon"

He walked over to a mirror and made sure his white collared shirt was tucked in and neat, he then turned and smiled at the picture of him when he was eight years old with his father Jack Fenton in a frame. He picked it up and continued to smile warmly at it. His mother died when he was just two years old leaving his father to take care of him and his older sister alone. Jack Fenton was a paranormal scientist and archaeologist, like Danny he always believed in the impossible myths and legends including Atlantis.

When Danny was seven, he accidently got into an accident that made him half-ghost. Jack was working with an Observant ghost to try and create ways for ghosts that didn't have the power to create portals back to the Ghost Zone to make them. Danny was watching his father work with the Observant, when one day they were testing with ectoplasm when the Observant accidently crashed into a large barrel of the stuff and it spilled everywhere on poor Danny as it hit the ground and exploded.

The ectoplasm fused with his DNA and had given him ghost powers, Jack and Jazz still loved and accepted him though. Everything was going great until the previous year, Danny was 16 when Jack had gotten really sick after coming home from an expedition and died.

His computer then beeped indicating he got an email, he opened it and saw it was from the Board of Directors. He read it out load, "Dear Mr Fenton, this is to inform you that your meeting today has been moved up from 4:30 pm to 3:30 pm"

His eyes widened and he checked his watch to see it was only ten past four pm. What was going on?!

Another email then came from the Board of Directors again. He read it out loud, "Dear Mr Fenton, due to your absence the Board has voted to reject your proposal. Have a nice weekend, Mr Lancer"

"THEY CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!" Danny shouted in anger as he realised that the board did that on purpose.

Mr Lancer walked out of the meeting room with the Board of Directors and said, "I swear Daniel Fenton gets crazier every year"

"If I hear the word Atlantis again, I'll step in front of a bus" One of them then said which caused them all to laugh.

"Mr Lancer wait!" Danny called out as he ran towards them holding his paperwork.

All the members of the board immediately ran in fright and locked them in their offices, Mr Lancer then made a run for it out of the museum but Danny chased after him and kept calling out, "Mr Lancer stop! I have new evidence with me and all! Please stop!"

Mr Lancer ran out of the building and then jumped straight into his car and then started driving off, Danny changed into his ghost form and flew beside his window and shouted, "Listen there's a journal in Iceland! I'm sure of it this time!"

But Mr Lancer kept driving forward. Danny growled and then landed on the front bonnet of the car and said as he pulled out a piece of paper, "Mr Lancer I really hoped it wouldn't come to this but this is a letter of resignation! If you reject my proposal…"

Mr Lancer swerved which knocked Danny off his car and he landed on the side of the road. He then shouted as he sat up, "I'LL QUIT!"

Mr Lancer stopped and then reversed back, he then rolled down his window and continued to frown at Danny as he changed back into his human form. Danny then said, "I mean it sir, if you refuse to fund my proposal…"

"You'll what? Flush your career down the toilet just like your father?" Mr Lancer cut in. "You have a lot of potential Daniel. Don't throw it all away chasing fairy tales like Atlantis. Maybe if your father wasn't so obsessed in stuff like that, you wouldn't be the half-ghost you are today"

"Hey it wasn't his fault!" Danny shouted. "And I know that Atlantis exist and I'm going to prove it!"

"You want to go on an expedition? Here" Mr Lancer said as he tossed him a five dollar note. "Take the bus to the pier and jump in! Maybe the cold water will clear your head!"

Mr Lancer then drove off and his wheels splashed water all over a broken hearted Danny Fenton. He sighed and then rubbed the water off his face.

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