Chapter 1: The Warning
Earlier that same morning...
Casper High School, Amity Park, Illinois
Mr. Lancer stood at the chalkboard, writing down questions for the study guide and humming to himself while the rest of his class chatted before class officially began. Samantha 'Sam' Manson kept glancing at the two empty desks on each side of her.
'Where the hell are you guys!' she thought. She glanced at her phone. It was ten minutes to nine. She sighed. ''They probably forgot to wake up.'' she said. ''Knowing them, they probably stayed up all last night playing Doomed.''
A few minutes later, Danny Fenton and Tucker Foley entered the classroom and quietly slipped into the room and sat down on next to Sam. Both of them had an small ice bag pressed against the back of their heads.
Sam chuckled. ''So...how was your morning, boys?''
Danny put his head on his desk as Tucker spoke up. ''Sam...it's not that kind of morning.''
Sam laughed. ''I know what happened; Both of you stayed up playing Doomed and fell outta bed when you woke up and hit your head.''
Danny sarcastically laughed. ''I wish that's what happened.''
Time Skip 3 hours ago...
Daniel 'Danny' Fenton was sitting at his desk in his room, half asleep and still trying to type up his book report for Mr. Lancer's class. He had planned on doing it last night, but patrolling for ghosts took up most of that time. In fact, when his friends Sam and Tucker went home, he still was out, looking for Skulker and Ember. Danny had jet black raven hair and ice blue eyes. He was wearing an black tank top and brown shorts as he was trying to fight off going to sleep. He glanced at his clock on the bottom right hand corner of his screen. It read: 5:00 am.
He groaned. ''Why did Mr. Lancer have to assign us an huge book report that I'm sure that nobody else did?'' He stood up and stretched, then saved his work and hopped on his bed, closing his eyes when his cell phone rang. He groaned again and grabbed it. It was his friend Tucker Foley calling. ''Hello?''
''Dude, I know it's super early, but there's something weird going on across the street of my house.''
Danny sighed. ''Tuck, it's probably nothing. Either call the cops or go to sleep.''
''No, I think it's an ghost. I heard shouts and...''
''And what?'' asked Danny, who was standing up, having an feeling that he was gonna have to go and check it out.
''An gunshot.'' said Tucker. ''I don't know what's going on, but it's creeping me the hell out.''
Danny groaned and cursed in his head. ''I'll be at your house in five minutes.''
"Thanks, man. I'll get my ghost stuff ready, just in case.''
Danny hung up and walked over to his desk and grabbed his Fenton Thermos, then closed his eyes as his familiar two blue rings traveled up and down his body, transforming him from his human half into his ghost half, Danny Phantom. His hair changing from black to snow white, and his blue eyes changing to green. He was wearing his usual black jumpsuit with his famous DP logo in the middle. He then phased through the roof of his room and flew high into the sky, then proceeded towards Tucker's house. The town was usually quiet at this time- most people didn't leave for work until six, so the streets were clear, except for the occasional police car parked on an block, waiting for the unsuspecting driver to drive past going 100 mph.
Tucker's house was about an block from City Hall. He lived in an two story house with his two parents. Tucker Foley was Danny's other friend, who was obsessed with meat and technology. In fact, he actually persuaded the entire school board to vote on getting better computers and technology for the school. Tucker had short black hair that was always hidden due to his trademark red beret. His turquoise eyes were visible behind his glasses. Instead of his usual attire, which consisted of a long sleeve yellow shirt, green cargo pants and brown boots, Tucker was wearing an long sleeve red shirt and blue shorts with white sneakers.
Tucker was in his kitchen, eating an hamburger when Danny phased through the ceiling, almost scaring him to death. ''Damn it, Danny!'' exclaimed Tucker. ''Don't do that! I'm already scared enough!''
Danny laughed. ''The look on your face was priceless, Tuck. Now, which house is it that you was spying on?''
''First of all, I wasn't spying on anyone...'' said Tucker. ''It's the house right across the street; two story, two garage, has an brown fence with an gate.''
Danny yawned. ''Well, get your stuff and come on. Let's just check it out and...are you eating an hamburger?''
Tucker took another bite of his hamburger. ''Yeah...why?''
Danny checked his watch. ''Who eats an burger at five in the morning?''
He walked into the living room and peeked out the window at the house. The house looked empty, as if nobody had lived in it for months. Danny saw something that got his attention.
The front door was wide open.
'Something's wrong'. he thought. ''Tucker, I want you to stay here and keep an eye out.''
Tucker gave Danny an thumbs up and then went back into the kitchen. Danny shook his head, then exited Tucker's house and walked across the street. As he entered the yard, he spotted an child's bike that was flipped over. It looked like it was recent. Danny stepped over it and approached the front door and phased through it, not wanting to touch it.
He instantly regretted stepping foot into the house.
The inside of the house was wrecked; pictures of some family lie on the ground, smashed to pieces. The walls looked like someone had slashed them with an sword. Danny walked into the living room where he spotted something red on the white couch in their. He raised his left hand and concentrated some ecto energy to it, causing it to glow an bright green. It served as an light source. The red on the couch was in a small puddle, it looked dried. As he got closer, Danny realized what it was. It was dried blood.
''Dear god!'' he exclaimed, backing up. ''What happened here?''
He immediately made his way out the house, deciding to call the police instead of investigating himself. Once outside, he flew back over to Tucker's house. ''Tuck! Call the police!'' he shouted. ''Something bad happened over there!''
Danny landed in the living room and grabbed the house phone off an living room table and dialed 911. The phone rang several times before someone picked up.
''Amity Police Department. How may I help you?''
Danny cleared his throat. ''I'd like to report an break in over on, um,(he went to the window and glanced at the address on the mailbox) 467 Amity Park St. The door is wide open and possibly someone from inside the house screamed.''
That's when his ghost sense went off. ''Not now.'' he whispered.
''Mr. Phantom, are you still there?'' asked the dispatcher.
Danny looked back outside and didn't see anyone. 'I still can feel their presence.' he thought. 'That's weird...'
Then he froze and glanced at the phone. The dispatcher knew that he was Phantom. But how?
''Sir?''
Danny put the phone to his ear. ''I didn't say nothing about Phantom, ma'am.''
There was an silence on the phone. He heard the dispatch woman whispering to someone, then heard her speak. ''I didn't have to, Phantom.''
Danny heard footsteps behind him, then felt something hard slam against the back of his head. He fell through the living room table and felt himself slipping outta consciousness. Before he passed out, he heard the woman's voice again.
''Stay out of our way, Danny Phantom. The Order won't tolerate your interference.''
Present Time
Sam laughed even harder. ''Both of you need to lay off the video games and the energy drinks.''
Danny glared at Sam while Tucker gave her the finger. ''We were attacked and you're laughing about it!'' shouted Tucker, which caused the entire class, including Mr. Lancer to stare at him.
''Mr. Foley, keep your voice down unless you want detention.'' said Mr. Lancer as the bell rang again, officially beginning class.
''Alright, class. I want you to pass up your book reports and then read chapter 12 on British English.''
The class groaned and passed up their half-finished(Star and Sam being the only exception, for their reports were fully completed.) reports and Mr. Lancer collected them and returned to his desk to grade them. The rest of the class took out their textbooks and pretended to read the chapter. Tucker was too busy texting an girl on his PDA. Sam was taking down notes for an test that Mr. Lancer was bound to surprise the class with. She turned to her right and saw that Danny was fast asleep.
'God, he's so cute!' thought Sam as she stopped writing notes and began to watch Danny sleep. Since elementary school, Sam had the biggest crush on Danny, but is too afraid to mention it. Every time she worked up the courage to tell him, she just couldn't bring herself to tell him. Sam was too distracted thinking about Danny that she didn't even hear Mr. Lancer call her name.
''Ms. Manson!'' called .
Sam snapped out of her trance and looked at her teacher. ''I'm sorry, what?''
Mr. Lancer sighed. ''I said that you and Mr. Fenton are partners for the next project.''
Sam felt her face get hot. 'This should be an interesting project.' she thought.
Amity Park City Hall
Vlad Masters sat in his desk in his office, awaiting an phone call when Skulker, the self-proclaimed best ghost hunter in the ghost zone, appeared in his office. Vlad could tell that from Skulker's facial expression, he was pissed off.
''Ah, Skulker, the very person I was looking for.'' said Vlad. ''I'll need an favor from you.''
Skulker scoffed. ''I didn't come here for you to 'request an favor'. I came to warn you that the Madison girl is causing me more trouble.''
Vlad looked surprised. ''How so?''
''She's attacked my girlfriend...''
''I thought that Ember knew how to defend herself.'' said Vlad, not really caring.
''That's not the point!'' snapped Skulker. ''She's destroyed my suit several times and...''
Vlad sighed. ''And what?''
Skulker took an pause, then spoke. ''I think she's taken several ghosts from the ghost zone.''
Vlad looked up at him, puzzled. ''What would an human want with ghosts?''
Skulker shrugged his shoulders. ''I've heard that you're flying in some specialists.''
Vlad nodded. ''An incredibly smart ten year old and his friends. They're here to solve an crime that been bothering this town for an while.''
Skulker grinned. ''They're here to deal with the ghost boy, aren't they?''
Vlad smiled. ''They'll be arriving at midnight...and poor Daniel has no idea what's coming.''
Skulker laughed, then turned to leave when Vlad spoke up. ''Skulker...''
''Yes?''
''If you see the Madison girl, bring her to me. I could have some use for her.''
Skulker nodded, then vanished from the room. Vlad leaned back in his seat and sighed in relief.
''Daniel...I hope your ready. Because at midnight, the hunt for you is on.''
Author's note: Another chapter down. Please feel free to PM me if you have any questions or concerns. The next chapter is going to be exciting! Please read and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own Jimmy Neutron or Danny Phantom. Just my awesome OC's.
