Spheres

By: Garnet Sky

Disclaimer: I don't know Danny Phantom.


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One month had passed since the sons of Themis were reunited. One agonizing month of Lady Bright and the Rulemaker throwing insults at each other. One excruciating month of Phantom and Fallu having to play peacemakers.

Frankly, Danny was sick of it. Escaping back to the human world, he and Sam had declared themselves off-limits to both fueding ghosts.

Danny sat back in his seat, listening as Lancer droned on and on about the principles of English grammar (and its boring-as-heck origins). He sighed and quickly jotted down a few notes before Lancer cracked down on him. Again.

One bloody month of finding out your parents are not really your parents, you're one of the Nine Great Princes of the Zone, an ancient goddess stole you before you were ready to be, said goddess raised you as her own and sent out her triads to fetch you back when the First Prince turns you mortal.

Then there was the bloody business of Sam, Magnolia and the ghost tamers. That had been terrifying. He adjusted the ring on his left hand and sneaked a glance at Sam. She looked up and smiled lovingly back at him.

He smiled back and looked over at his other best friend, Tucker Foley. One hellacious month and a lot of explaining from both his mother and the Mansons had not gotten the teen one ounce of sympathy. It had taken another visit to Clockwork to further clear up matters between him and his father.

Suddenly, Danny shot up, emerald eyes wide with worry. A wisp of blue came out of his mouth.

"Now what?" he voiced his thought out loud. Luckily, no one heard him.

Danny face palmed. "No, please, God, no," he moaned. "I so don't need this right now."

Principal Ishiyama knocked once on the door and walked in, followed by a pale-faced girl with a pointy chin.

Danny saw the black sun dress with a long dark green crocheted jacket; she wore black low-heeled ankle boots with silver buckles running up the sides. Pale ale-colored hair in cornrows and coloreless eyes greeted him.

He groaned.

The new girl glanced at him in puzzlement before understanding dawned on her face. She flashed him a smile as Mr. Lancer introduce her to the class.

(In the Mirror Chamber)

Rose observed the scene. "Kelly's made contact with the Lord of Light and Darkness."

"Good," came Lady Bright's voice. "And what of Thalassa?"

"Still in Lady Pandora's realm, Lady Bright," came Soleil's reply.

"And of Phantom Grey?"

"Currently banging his head on a flat piece of polished wood and metal," Rose said. "The humans are at a lost to his strange behavior."

She shook her head sadly. "How is Lilac, my lady?"

"Lilac is no more," came the sorrowful reply. "Dan'el's choice is now more than ever first in our duty. That is why I have sent Kelly of the Green Triad to him. She was the last chosen before our Fallu."

Rose said nothing, casting furtive glances at Rouge and Crimson. They still were. They had not gone. Soon, but not yet.

(Lancer's Classroom)

"Mr. Fenton, are you quite done with the theatrics?" Mr. Lancer asked, glaring at the boy.

"Yes, sir."

"Good. Class, I'd like to introduce Miss Kelly Blaire from Ireland. Kelly, why don't you tell us about yourself?"

"Oh, I'm just here for a little while. One of my sisters has gone and I have to contact one of the Nine Princes."

"A prince? That has to be Danny Phantom," the girl, the mortal had told her to sit next to, gushed. "I always knew he was royalty with the way he's always saving me."

"He saves everyone, Paulina," the blonde girl next to her grumbled. "You're not the center of the world, you know. Sorry, Kelly. I'm Lysander Starling-Star, for short."

Kelly shook her head, casting a querying eyebrow at the Lord of Light and Darkness, who just slumped further into his seat. Fallu, in her human guise, just rolled her eyes at Paulina's antics. At least Star was starting to see the light a little about her best friend's shallowness.

"Actually, I have no idea who this Danny Phantom is," Kelly admitted. "Maybe at lunch, Paulina, you can tell me all about him."

"It'd be my pleasure."

Somehow, Danny knew this was going to be a long day.