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Thanks goes to fanfiction for allowing creative writing to flourish, Butch Hartman for creating Danny Phantom. And the person who takes time out of her day(s) to edit my fanfic. P.S. my first fanfic so please leave comments/reviews on what you like about it and how I can possibly improve.

( P.S. Added authors note at the bottom to explain the abilities and stuff I've added and will add later. )

Dannielle's Journey

Chapter 2: Rachel Dagon.

2 Hours Earlier

We come into focus inside a building. Now this building is unique. No, that's not quite right. The building isn't unique – it's fairly normal for a company headquarters. What's unique is that this company building belongs to the tenth largest company in the world. You're probably wondering why we are here. Well, to do that we need to start at the beginning.

Inside the executive assistant's office a phone is ringing.

"Hello? Yes . . . alright . . . I'll inform her right away." Well, I suppose I have to wake her, thethought came as Marcus Rashaun slowly arose from his chair to inform his boss of a meeting about ready to start. Marcus is a Jamaican American man of 5ft 8in wearing a typical businessman suit. He has a calm laid-back personality and he is a dedicated employee.

"Ms. Dagon, wake up," came the voice of Marcus Rashaun.

"Huh . . .what, what is it?"

"It's time for the meeting to begin," replies Marcus.

"Oh, it's already been an hour . . . alright, I'll be there in a minute".

"I shall inform the board that you will be there shortly".

This is Rachel Dagon, a beautiful woman amongst her peers. Standing at 6ft 6in, her pure white hair reaches slightly past her shoulders. She is striking, with a dazzling set of piercing blue eyes, lightly tanned skin, and a lean figure commonly seen in martial arts experts. She's wearing a conservative female business suit which includes a light brown jacket, a white blouse, light brown pants, and red shoes with a slightly raised heel. Currently, as its founder, she owns the company.

Shortly after being awoken from her nap, Rachel swiftly makes her way from floor 50 to the 100th floor where all the meetings take place. Slowly the double doors open to reveal Rachel walking into a room. On one side the room is entirely made of glass, with a large mahogany oval table in the room's center. Sitting around the table is what appears to be several very important board members of varying ethnicity.

"Ahhh, Ms. Dagon, you're just in time. We were wondering when you would show up," came a voice with hints of rudeness belonging to the CEO.

"Miss. Collins, please put your dislike of me in the back of your mind until this meeting is over."

"Whatever let's begin with the meeting," Miss Collins says.

1 Hour later

Suddenly the board room's doors open as the members within begin to head out for the day. All except Rachel, who heads to her office lost in thought. This isn't good at all. Not only have sales dropped 5%, we are also behind schedule on the 300,000,000 dollar contract for the military's new guidance system. Hopefully refitting those factories will put us back on track.

Okay, let's see now . . . I sent those papers, approved these documents, and went over potential plans sent over from marketing. Yep, it appears I'm finished for not just today, but for the next 3 months. Hello vacation.

With the sound of a car door opening, we see Rachel exiting her classic camaro, heading into her home. The house has six bedrooms, 2 1/2 bathrooms, includes a large attic where the ½ bath is located, a basement, and a large backyard.

Upon entering her home Rachel sighs, "Whew, it's good to be home." Suddenly she feels a jolt run down her spine, and immediately her entire demeanor changes. Gone was the look of a successful businesswoman, replaced by the look of a battle-hardened warrior that has been in many a battle over hundreds of years. Immediately she drops her purse and briefcase on the wood flooring.

Instantly she calls upon an ancient power from within herself and focuses on transforming into her other form. A grayish-blue ring appears around her waist and splits in two. As both rings separate blue-gray lightning arcs between them. With the transformation complete, Rachel is now seen in her ghost form.

In this form Rachel is known as Valkyrie Ophan. She has ebony-black hair, glowing green eyes revealing a heavy heart and a soul that has seen centuries of horror, pale skin with an almost lifeless appearance. She's seen wearing heavy armor colored a deep abyss-black with silver markings. Centered on her chest-plate is a symbol of an "O" with the letter v inside. She carries a magic blade similar in appearance to blades used by knights of old. Inscribed on the blade is its name "Draugr's Domr,"old Norse for "Ghost's Judgement"

Man, it seems like forever ago since I last transformed. Okay, focus . . . I need to locate the ghost. Slowly, she closes her eyes and releases an untraceable pulse of ecto-energy to locate said ghost – akin to how bats use echolocation to find their way around. Instantly her eyes snap open. Found you, hmm. It appears to be more than just ghosts in the area. Well, I best go see what they want.

P.O.V. change [Ophan's perspective ]

I began heading in the direction of the energies I detected. Shortly after flying for five miles I was able to sense them clearly. I immediately felt the evil taint of a demon, and to make matters worse I also sensed two ghosts. One ghost felt like unimaginable power was a mere concept to be cast aside. I realized fighting this entity would prove extremely difficult, especially if they had elemental plasma or a special ability.

Suddenly, the second ghost's ectoplasmic energy rapidly rose before it suddenly tanked. I quickly called upon my electroplasm and surged forward at double my current speed when I realized the ghosts energy was still there. However, it was practically nonexistent.

P.O.V. Change [ normal ]

Ophan rapidly approaches Dani's location, which doesn't go unnoticed by Andor. "Hmm. . . so an unknown has decided to interfere with Master's plan. Damn, this isn't going according to his predictions, he will be most displeased with such a turn of events," Andor says to himself.

With no time to spare, Ophan just barely managed to grab a hold of Boris's arm. "So you like attacking children, huh? Well let's see how you like a few thousand volts running throughout your entire body". The moment Ophan grabbed his arm was the moment the electrocution began, so Boris was unable to hear what she said before passing out.

All of a sudden, and to the surprise of Ophan, a bright light flashed in front of Dani before an icy-blue ring appeared around her waist. Quickly it split in two before traveling up and down respectively, reverting her back into her human form.

After getting over her brief shock, Ophan quickly glanced at Dani - and quickly noticed the state that she appeared to be in. First thing she noticed was how disheveled Dani's appearance was. Lots of dirt and leaves were stuck in her black hair, Then she noticed the poor state of her clothing, from her worn-out blue hoodie, to her slightly frayed shorts. The moment Ophan's eyes wandered to the blood pool she immediately realized that Dani was seriously hurt.

"Oh crap, this isn't good," mumbled Ophan. As quickly as she could she crouches down to inspect the wound. "Crap, the bleeding is serious. If I don't get her to a hospital she may die".

Damn, I can't take her to a hospital They won't be able to properly treat her. If her blood is anything like mine, then the doctors will find traces of ectoplasm in her blood. I only know of one person that can help, I just hope he's available.

"Well kid, looks like I have to take you to my doctor".

With that out of the way, Ophan scoops Dani up into her arms, mindful enough to insure she has a proper grip and support on an unconscious Dani. Before she can leave her senses alert her to a rapidly approaching Andor.

"Well, crap, I really don't have time to deal with fighting. I need to get her out of here". Quickly Ophan takes flight and zooms off, hoping to outrun Andor. Out of nowhere a purple, almost black, beam of shadow rapidly descends upon Ophan. Thankfully she notices it and, without missing a beat, she performs a barrel roll to the right. The beam narrowly misses.

"Well well well, it looks like I missed. No matter, I'll just have to be faster." The voice appears to belong to Tanya, who appears from the tree line.

What in the hell is a magic user doing here?

"What is a dark mage doing all the way out here?" asks Ophan.

"Oh, it's simple really. You see, I'm merely following my master's orders to eliminate a threat," Tanya replies.

"Well then- pray tell how this child is in any way, shape or form a threat?"

"I'm afraid I can't, if I did master would kill me," replies Tanya.

Isn't that convenient. "If you want her dead then you have to get through me!" With that Ophan immediately created a duplicate to deal with Tanya.

Authors Note: here is the next chapter for everyone to enjoy.

Ghost Abilities: Element-plasm; A special type of ectoplasm that takes on the power of the elements. [ examples: cryoplasm=ice manipulation, pyroplasm=fire manipulation ( thank you DP wiki. ) ]

Special Abilities: moving objects with your mind or unique ectoplasmic powers for example box ghost can move boxes and the occasional bubble wrap with his mind or lack thereof, Danny Phantoms ghostly wail, and frightknight's nightmare inducing blade.

Curious about old norse? in google search old norse words, I recommend this link English–Old Norse Dictionary - York University. Its a pdf.

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