Honestar, Ivystar, Lightfoot, ThunderClan, ShadowClan...

It was late in the school day, and Danny was in Mr. Lancer's English class. All day the cats have been running through his mind. Why? He doesn't know. He felt the bite on his neck again.

"I just don't get it..." Danny mumbled to himself. He knew nothing about these cats, and why he dreamt of them. And why he got a strange bite on his neck.

Danny closed his eyes for a minute, and found himself in the forest again, running through it on all fours. He was a cat again, he could feel his muscles rippling powerfully under his fur, and the wind fluffing it out. Something was wrong, he could tell. ShadowClan was stirring up trouble as always...

"MR. FENTON!" someone shouted, along with a slam of something hard.

Danny snapped back to reality and opened his eyes. Mr. Lancer was glaring down at him, with a large book under his hand, the source of the slam. Behind Lancer, were the students in the entire class, staring at him, Dash snickering.

"Will you so kindly stop napping and answer my question?"

Danny blinked, "Uhh...can you repeat it please?". The class snickered along with Dash.

Lancer sighed impatiently. "I asked, what was Odysseus's purpose of giving the Cyclops wine?"

Oh, dang. I didn't read the story last night! "Well, Mr. Lancer. I, um, didn't exactly read...the story...last night."

It wasn't Danny's fault. He had tried to read it but then Skulker showed up, and it was a tough match. It took Danny a while to beat him, and when he was done, he was ready to sleep.

Lancer shook his head. "Danny, this is the sixth time you've missed homework. You have afterschool detention today, and you're going to stay until you've completed all of your missed homework."

Danny gritted his teeth. "Yes, Mr. Lancer."

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"Wow, six? Dude, you've got to lighten up on the ghost fighting." Tucker had said alittle later. It was the end of school, and Danny decided to walk his friends to the entrance and say goodbye.

"It's not like I can go into the Ghost Zone and say 'Hey guys! I'n having trouble with school so could you lighten up on the attacking?'" Danny replied sarcastically while Sam rolled her eyes.

"Well, do the best you can. And hurry up, because Tuck and I are heading to the movies later on. If you come in time, we'll snag you some tickets." Sam put a reassuring hand on Danny's shoulder, and Danny smiled.

"Thanks guys, I'll hurry up. But right now, Lancer's waiting. " he motioned with his thumb backwards then turned, and sprinted down the hallway. There at the classroom, Lancer was waiting.

"You'll have plenty of time to talk to your friends later, Danny." he said as soon as Danny skidded to a halt in front of him.

"I know... Let me just get started with my work and I'll be out the door." Danny glanced back at the school doors.

Lancer nodded and walked into the classroom, Danny followed slowly. He hated afterschool detention. Sometimes he wished that he could go ghost right then and there and fly out.

Lancer handed him a sheet of paper. "This is the assignments you are missing. I suggest you start them now so you won't have to be here all night."

"Yes, Mr. Lancer." Danny mumbled and took his sheet of paper. He passed down a row of desks and sat in the back, so he wouldn't feel Lancer's eyes on him. He dug out his book and set it down on his desk. Quickly he skimmed the pages for the right story and began to read.

"Odysseus gave the Cyclops the wine so the Cyclops would be drunk and Odysseus could blind him to escape with his crew..." Danny muttered under his breath. He reached into his bookbag to take out his notebook, only to realize that he had left it in his locker. Darn. he thought. Then he broke the silence in the room.

"Uhh...Mr. Lancer? I left my notebook in my locker."

Lancer looked up from his paperwork then sighed. "Fine, go get it, Danny. You know, you should be more prepared for your schoolwork, and maybe you'll pass."

Danny acknowledged him with a grunt and got up. He passed to rows of desks yet again, and out of the classroom. The halls were deserted, quiet, and it was eerie. Not even the janitor was out, sweeping the hallways yet. Danny went toward the hall where his locker was located. It seemed too quiet, which was strange. Before he turned the corner, a blue wisp of vapor floated out of his mouth.

"Oh man, not now. I'm goin ghost!" Danny thrust his fists into the arm. With a shing!, two glowing blue hoops formed around him, traveling up and down his body. His normal everyday outfit turned into a black and silver jumpsuit. His jet black hair turned white, and his sky blue eyes to lime green.

Danny flew around the corner, prepared for whatever ghost he was about to face. "Do you have to come n-" he looked around. No one was there. Confused, he floated to the ground.

"Hello?"

"Blackpelt."

Danny jumped. The voice came from nowhere, apparently.

"Who's there?" Danny asked, his hands forming ectoplasm, but then he stopped "Did you just call me Blackpelt?"

And right before Danny's eyes, a cat appeared in front of him. She was a light colored tabby cat, like honey. Her fur glittered as his someone had glued the stars of the sky to her. She had light green eyes, and her body was radiating a soft, transparent light. Danny didn't know who this cat was, or why she was speaking. But she seemed vaguely familiar...

"Blackpelt. Yes..." the cat seemed to be distressed.

Danny narrowed his eyes. His mind wandered back to his dream, then he realized who the cat was.

"Honeystar!"

The former ThunderClan leader dipped her head. "I see my dreams have gone through to you. I was your sister. You were a cat, part of ThunderClan, many seasons ago."

"So my dreams...They were true? There are such things as Clans made of cats? Was I really..." Danny trailed off, remembering the last part of his dream, and felt the bite on his neck sting slightly.

"Yes, you were killed by Ivystar. And your bite, it seems as though they were too strong, and the memory of Ivystar caused you to feel your last moment as a cat."

Danny automatically touched his bite. It stung again. He looked at Honeystar. "Why are you doing this?"

"ThunderClan is really falling. After losing the battle with ShadowClan, they took over. They have taken over ThunderClan and parts of WindClan. They are killing off weak kits and exiling those who oppose against it. ThunderClan fought back, but it only led in distaster."

"And what do you want me to do about it?"

"I have come, Blackpelt, Danny Phantom. To change you back into a cat. You alone can stop this. I have watched you from StarClan for a while. I've seen you defeat ghosts more powerful than you, and saved the day and many Twolegs many times.

"But now is the time to return to your Clan, and save those who really need it."

Danny blinked. he opened his mouth, but no words came out. Honeystar watched him, her green eyes smoldered into his. Finally, he spoke.

"But..I can't leave! If I go to ThunderClan now, who will protect Amity Park?" horrible thoughts ran through his mind. Ghosts terrorizing the town, taking it over. Pariah Dark coming back to power, his friends and family dead on the streets...

"I do believe your mother, father, sister, and your two friends can fight back as well as you?" Honeystar meowed, her voice sharp.

"Yeah but-"

"Your town will be safe. Cats of StarClan will help if these ghosts do go out on a rampage."

"How can cats help?"

"Members of StarClan have abilities that no living cat have. We aid our Clanmates in need if we have to, and now they're helping you, Blackpelt."

Danny said nothing. He thought it over for a minute, and pictured spirit cats racing along his friends, fighting off ghosts fresh from the Ghost Zone. The idea wanted to make him giggle, but he held his tongue. Half of his brain was saying that it was all a dream and he would wake up any minute, the other half was telling him to help his "sister". He battled in his head for a few minutes, then finally made his decison. He looked at Honeystar striaght in the eyes.

"I'll do it." he said finally.

Honeystar bowed yet again. "Thank you, my brother."

The light tabby padded over to him silently and touched her muzzle to his leg. Instantly, Danny felt a shocking pain that started form his legs, and spread up his torso, his stomach, his chest, his arms, and finally his head. He bit onto his tongue to keep from screeching out loud in pain. Slowly he felt his limbs grow short, and his hands and feet turned to paws. He shrunk to the floor, growing smaller. He felt the bone of a tail burst from his back, his ears grow large and pointy. His face morphed into a muzzle as whiskers sprouted from his cheeks. And finally, thick, black fur sprouted from all over his body. Almost as quickly as it came, the pain stopped. Danny was now a cat.

"What a rush!" Danny exclaimed, and then grew suprised as it came out as a mew.

"Your cat spirit was within you always, I brought it back out." Honeystar meowed. Her eyes shining more than her pelt, as if she was glad to see her brother again.

"Um, thanks." Danny replied. He turned his head to look at his body. He had noticed that the tip of his twitching tail was white. He looked down at his paws, which were also white. Then he looked at his chest. A distinctive looking white mark that had a fuzzy "DP" shape, just like his emblem.

"But in my-"

"Ah yes, your ghost form has fused with it as well. But you are still Blackpelt to me." Honeystar stepped forward and brushed her muzzle against his. And Danny sniffed a familiar scent he could never smell when he was human.

"Come, I will guide you to the lake of our home. I will not take you far, but I will help." Honeystar meowed again and touched Danny's muzzle. Instantly they were swooped from outside the school into the world beyond.

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"What on Earth is taking that boy so long?" Mr. Lancer grumbled to himself. It had been about ten minutes since Danny went to his locker, now Lancer wants to see what's up.

As he got nearer to the hall which Danny's locker is located, he heard voices. One was Danny's voice, and the other sounded like a cat.

"Is he talking to a cat?" Lancer asked to himself. He rounded the corner, only to see two cats. One had jet black fur with white ears, tail, and paws. The other was pale colored, with sparkling fur. They seemed to be talking to each other, and one had Danny's voice.

"Come, I will guide you to the lake of our home. I will not take you far, but I will help." the light tabby said, and she touched her nose to the other cat. There was a flash of bright light, and then they were gone.

"MOBY DICK!" Lancer shielded his eyes and blinked, confused. He then rubbed his bald head and mumbled to himself, "I need a vacation..."