Daniel James Fenton: Ghost Boy
Chapter 1
"Danny! There you are!" a girl's voice called as she ran down the hallway.
"Hey Sam." The boy with raven black hair said, shutting his new locker. "Have you seen Tucker? He said he'd find my locker after he set his up."
Sam looked at him, a hand on her hip. "This is Tucker we're talking about. He'll be working on that locker till someone drags him away to class."
"Right." Danny smiled as he shut his locker. "Come on, I think it's over here."
The two walked down the hallway, trying to learn their new school. "Any idea why it's called Casper High?" Sam asked as they passed a blond guy talking to his Asian friend as they showed off their new letter jackets.
"It's cause this town has always been known for ghosts." A female voice said, getting them to stop and turn around. "Even before our crazy parents made it worst."
"Jazz, can you leave us alone?" Danny asked, rolling his eyes. "I'd rather not have my big sister always hovering over me."
"Ugh, fine." Jazz said, shaking her head. "I've got to head to class anyway."
"She is trying." A voice said, getting them to turn around to see a dark skinned boy standing there. "I mean, compared to sixth grade."
"Hey Tuck, is your locker finally up to date?" Danny said, smiling at seeing his friend.
"I didn't bring everything." Tucker admitted, putting his hands in his pockets as a bell rang getting the three's attention. "And onward towards the boredom."
"I don't know, the first few days aren't normally all that boring." Sam said, pulling out her schedule to find where her first class was. "Don't you have English first too?"
"Yap." Danny nodded, pulling out his paper as Tucker shook his head.
"Sorry guys, I got put into Earth Science for first period." Tucker admitted. "See you."
Danny waved as Tucker walked in the other direction to head to class.
"Come on." Sam said, leading Danny towards English Class.
-.-.-.-
(Need a reason for Dash to hate Danny at first meeting.) note: Dash plays in I was A Teenage Blowfly set in 1958 right before high school started.
The English class went through taking role as the school day started up. As their teacher, a man in his late forties with a bit of a stomach, called out names Danny realized how little he knew his new class.
Mr. Lancer, as the teacher announced himself as, passed out index cards and processed to explain, "I'm sure a lot of you are new to each other as all of you are new to me so I'd like you to put three things about yourself without writing your name on the card."
"Don't give me away, Sam." Danny said, smiling as he looked at the goth next to him.
"Ok, I won't." Sam smiled back before looking down at her own card.
"Once you're done, put them in this bucket." Mr. Lancer said as he pulled out a plastic see-through bucket from under his desk. He sat it down on his desk and smiled at the class as the blond haired teen walked up and proudly put in his card.
In a few minutes all 23 students had filled out their card and had placed it in the bucket.
Mr. Lancer quickly referred to a piece of paper before turning back towards the class. "The class is now split in half." He drew an imaginary line with his pointer finger splitting the tables down the center of the room. "The team with the most points from guessing who is described on these cards gets no homework tonight."
"And the losers?" asked the jock with blond hair Danny realized was not on their team.
"They'll have homework tonight." Mr. Lancer said, thinking that was the obvious answer. "Only rule is you can't give yourself away."
Mr. Lancer shook the bucket and pulled out a sheet. "I was the main character in the movie I Was a Teenage Blowfly."
"What the heck is that movie?" Sam whispered to Danny, getting a shrug.
"Oh, that's you Dash!" a Latino said from her chair next to the jock she was pointing at.
"Dash?" Mr. Lancer asked, looking at the blond.
"Ya, that's me, Mr. Lancer." Dash said, nodding his head proud of himself.
"Very good." Mr. Lancer said, marking the sheet next to the bucket. "Point for the right side of the room."
Surprisingly that was the only point that side of the room got as a dark skinned girl sitting in front of Danny and Sam was able to figure out who everybody was. They found out her name was Valerie after the blond girl next to her figured who she was. Right after they found the blond's name was Star as Valerie went back to naming everyone.
"I am an ultra-recyclable vegetarian." Mr. Lancer continued with a new card.
"A what?" Mikey asked, not the only one not sure what that was.
"It's Sam." Danny said, pointing a thumb to the girl next to him. "She doesn't eat anything with a face."
"Another point for the left side of the room. Mr. Baxter, your side needs to know more about your classmates." Mr. Lancer said as he put down the point on the paper before sitting the note card down and picking up another from the bucket to continue.
The class finished with Danny's side of the room winning, leaving Dash and Kwan grinning.
Danny noticed and turned towards Sam, "I have a feeling I've just found this schools bullies."
"Why you say that?" Sam asked, putting her doodle paper in her bag before getting up. She looked at Danny only for her eyes to trail behind him.
"You just ended up lucky with Valerie on your team, geeks." Dash's voice said behind Danny as a cracking sound was heard.
Danny turned around to see the teen had his fist in the palm of his hand. "Ya, I guess we did." Danny nervously laughed.
"I don't like to lose." Dash said, switching hands to crack the other knuckles. "I need something to take out my frustration on, you know what I mean?"
Danny wasn't sure what to expect from the teen, but was suddenly grateful for Mr. Lancer to step in.
"Mr. Baxter, I would refrain from getting into a fight here if I were you." Mr. Lancer said, walking over to the three. "Just because you've proven yourself in the pre-season games doesn't mean anything yet."
"Yes, Mr. Lancer." Dash said, eyeing Danny before turning and leaving.
"I have a feeling that's not going to be the last we see of him." Danny said to Sam as the two left to their next class.
"Nope." Sam agreed. "I gotta go off to find my photography class, see you."
"See you Sam." Danny called as the girl left him.
Chapter 2
"Nice polaroid." Tucker said as the three headed towards Danny's house after school that day.
"My parents got it for my photo class." Sam admitted, the silver machine hanging her from neck. "I hate that they're talking about cutting production of these cameras."
"Oh, you know they'd never do that." Danny said, tossing his hand as if he was blowing the thought away. "Those cameras are too popular."
The three friends got to the house illuminated by the neon signs labeling it "Fenton Works" and walked inside, knowing they had to be prepared for anything in this house. They stopped close to the front door, waiting only for nothing to happen.
"Well this is weird." Sam said, looking around.
"Ya, where's your dad?" Tucker asked.
"Kinda wondering the same thing, Tuck." Danny said, the only one willing to move. He slowly made his way to the stairs and looked back to see if his friends where following, only to realize they were still at the door. "Come on, guys. It's not that bad."
"How can you stand living here?" Tucker asked, he and Sam hurrying close to Danny.
"I grew up with it. To me, it's normal." Danny said, smiling as they started up the stairs.
"Danny! Bring your friends down into the lab!" Maddie's voice called from beyond the kitchen.
"And there's what we were waiting for." Danny said, the three turning around.
"Any idea what it is this time?" Sam asked.
"They've been working on building a ghost portal for months now." Danny reminded. "I think they've finally finished it."
"Do you think it'll work?" Tucker asked, dubious about the idea as they made their way into the basement.
"Of course it'll work!" Jack defended, proud of his work. "It was made by Fenton's."
"That's what I'm afraid of." Tucker mumbled to his friends, his brown eyes staring at a weapon on a table not too far from where they stood. Sam smiled as Danny stiffened a laugh that wanted to escape.
"Get ready kids." Maddie said, flipping some switches on a near-by console. "Jack, plug it in."
Jack did as he was told, a blinding white light emerged from the portal, forcing the five to cover their eyes. The light faded away, getting the two ghost hunters to look up with hope written on their faces.
"Nothing happened." Tucker blankly stated, looking at the empty portal.
Jack dropped the cords in his hands, his face downcast.
"Come on Jack, let's go over the calculations." Maddie offered, leading her husband up towards the ground floor.
"Aw, too bad. Oh well, let's go back to-"
"Oh come on, Tuck. Don't you want to see what's lies on the other side?" Danny asked, walking over to the portal to look inside at the wires and panels.
"Are you kidding me?" Sam exclaimed, startling Danny to realize she was now next to him. "Your parents put an on-off switch inside the thing! That's why it didn't work."
Danny looked around and grabbed a mostly white hazmat suit.
"What are you doing?" Tucker asked as Danny was stepping into the suit, putting it on over his cloths.
"Going in there to hit the on button." Danny said, zipping it up before looking at his friends.
"Stop, stop, stop." Sam said, holding up her hands. She went over to him and pulled off Jack's face from the suit. "You can't go around wearing this on your chest."
"Well, wish me-"
"Wait, Sam. Get a picture." Tucker said, smiling.
"Oo, it might be the last we see of Danny Fenton." Sam joked, taking the picture.
"Ha ha, very funny." Danny joked back. He turned to the portal, preparing himself. He breathed out before walking inside. His feet echoed in the open space as he made his way inside the machine. "Here goes nothing." Danny whispered, pushing the on button only for the next thin to register in his mind was pain.
"Danny!" Sam cried, rushing over to try to help the boy as his body fell to the floor, leaving the now glowing green portal. "Tucker, get his parents!"
Tucker ran upstairs as Sam pulled the boy out into the middle of the lab floor.
"Danny!?" Maddie cried, running down the stairs to see Sam knelling over her son's body.
"He went to turn the portal on…" Sam tried to inform as Maddie dropped down on Danny's other side.
"Is it….?" Jack asked, worried as he and Tucker joined them.
"No, thankfully." Maddie said, holding Danny's chin to turn his face gently. "No signs of ecto-acne. His pulse and breathing are rapid, not surprising."
"So he's going to be ok?" Sam asked, standing up.
"Surprisingly." Maddie said, not sure what she saw was real as she got Danny into her arms before standing up. "He should be…."
"Maddie?" Jack asked, worried.
"He just needs some rest." Maddie said, looking at Jack before walking up the stairs.
"You two go on home for now." Jack said, leaving them to follow his wife.
"You think he'll be ok?" Sam asked as she looked at Tucker to see her own worry mirrored in his face.
"This is Danny. He survived the first day of high school with Dash." Tucker reminded. "He'll be fine."
Sam looked down and saw the picture she had dropped. She picked it up and saw that it had finished developing. The picture showed Danny, a joking smile on his mouth as he stood in front of the non-functioning ghost portal. "I hope you're right." Sam mumbled.
-.-.-.-
"Is Danny sick?" Jazz asked as the girl walked into the kitchen from putting her purse away.
"Danny had an accident with the ghost portal." Maddie explained as she tinkered with a device.
"What!?" Jazz exclaimed. "He should be in the hospital! He should be burnt to a crisp! He should-"
"He just needs rest." Jack interrupted, closing the door to the fridge as he munched on fudge.
"Don't worry Jazz." Maddie said, looking up at her daughter as she sat down the tool she was using. "He didn't have any burns, or really any reason the doctors at the hospital could do anything more than we are here. And" she lowered her voice, "you know how much someone hates doctors."
Jazz rolled her eyes before leaving her parents. She went back upstairs and lightly knocked on Danny's door.
With no response Jazz slowly opened the door and stuck her head inside to see her brother's sleeping body. She quietly snuck completely inside his room and walked over to him. "Oh Danny." Jazz whispered, seeing he was sleeping in a mostly black jumpsuit. She pulled up the blanket to cover his shoulders before leaving.
Chapter 3
A moan came from the bed as the sheets shifted. White booted feet kicked out of the bed, getting the human body to follow them to a dresser table. The boy raised a white gloved hand to hold his forehead as he felt the world spinning without him. He looked into the mirror only to stare at his reflection as he slowly dropped his hand. The boy who stared back wasn't him, but a ghost with white hair and glowing green eyes.
Danny started backwards, raising an arm out of defense only to see his hands in white gloves and his jumpsuit now inverted in color. He fell over, turning towards his bed to land on. He scrambled to his laptop, opening it to call Tucker. The window showed it ringing for half a minute before the boy answered.
"Danny, we've been so worr-huh?" Tucker started only to stop himself. "Who are you?"
"It's me, Danny. I woke up looking like this."
"We can't stay talking for long." Tucker said, quickly glancing towards his doorway. "Sneak out and head over here. I'll call Sam. We'll figure something out."
Tucker ended the call, leaving Danny staring at the computer at how fast his friends had talked, his mind still processing what Tucker had said. He shook his head and shut the laptop.
Danny opened his closet and quickly threw on a hoodie to cover his head to try and make his white hair not show. He looked back at his bed before grabbing some extra sheets his mom had stashed on the top shelf of his closet and shoved them under his blankets to try to make it look like he was still in bed.
Danny turned to his window and opened it letting the fresh air into his room. He stuck his head out and realized it must be about noon, seeing his shadow almost directly under himself, two stories up. He looked around, trying to find anything that could help him get down to the street, glad when he realized he was close enough to the drain pipe. He slowly got standing on the window sill and leaned over to grab the drain pipe, wishing it was closer to the window.
Finally managing to grab the pipe, he slowly moved one foot over, than the other and slowly managed to work his way down to the street. Thankful when his feet landed on solid ground, he looked up and hoped his parents wouldn't notice the window open if they walked outside.
Danny repositioned his hood before heading down the sidewalk towards Tucker's house. As he passed the neighborhood he had known for his whole life, things looked different. Though, he thought to himself, it could be paranoia.
He passed a man who did not cover up his astonishment. Danny looked down at himself to wonder why only to almost freak out as he realized he had a ghostly tail instead of feet. Danny quickly flew away to find an alleyway. He closed his eyes and struggled to command his feet to reappear.
He squeezed one eye opened and was relieved to see he was back on two feet. "Note to self: always pay attention when walking." Danny mumbled to himself as he walked back out of the alleyway.
-.-.-.-
"Tucker will you explain now what you tried to say on the phone?" Sam asked, her arms crossed over her chest as she stood in front of the doorway to his house.
"Just wait, he'll be here soon." Tucker said, still not sure if he really knew himself.
"Can we wait in your room?" Sam asked, going inside the house. The two walked upstairs to Tucker's room and closed the door behind them.
"Finally, I thought you'd never get here." Danny's voice said as an Amity Park Middle School hoody wearing ghost walked out of the closet. He pulled off the hood revealing his white hair and green eyes to his friends.
"Danny! You're a ghost!" Sam exclaimed, stepping back in fear.
"I don't think so." Danny said, fully taking the hoodie off. "At least I hope not."
"How'd you get up here?" Tucker asked, remembering his room was on the second floor.
"I flew." Danny said, smiling.
"When did you wake up? You missed class yesterday." Sam asked as she sat down on Tucker's bed.
"A few minutes before I called you, Tuck." Danny said, looking over at the friend.
"About half an hour ago." Tucker said to Sam.
"Well, if you think you're not dead, do you think you could change back?" Sam suggested.
"How?" Danny asked, worry setting in.
"Well, in those super hero shows all they do is think about it." Tucker reminded.
Danny closed his eyes, his hands in fists as he commanded his body to go back. A white light appeared around his waist, giving Danny a tingling feeling startling him into a gasp. He opened his eyes as the light ring disappeared.
"I think you were doing it." Sam said. "Try again."
"Really? Ok." Danny said, hopeful. He closed his eyes and forced his body back to being human, this time ignoring the weird tingling feeling.
Sam and Tucker watched in amaze as the white ring formed around Danny's waist again, this time splitting so one went up and one went down. As the light went over his body his normal white shirt and jeans now covering his body. The light finished as it changed his white boots back to his red convers and his white hair went back to being raven black. He opened his eyes and asked, "Did it work?"
His friends looked at him, still surprised.
"I think so." Sam said, checking his eyes were back to blue.
"Dude! You're a super hero!" Tucker said, fanboying.
"No, I'm a freak." Danny said, walking over to Tucker's mirror to check his face out, pulling at the edge of his eye lid. He looked up and tried to do innocent eyes as he pitched his voice up. "Daddy, what happened to you in high school?" Danny looked down as if talking to his future kid, "I got laughed at and humiliated because I'm a freak."
"Calm down, Danny." Sam tried, putting a hand on his shoulder. "I think it's cool."
"Sam, you think anything part of the darkness is cool." Danny said, close to rolling his eyes at her only for his eyes to pop open. "Oh great. Now I'm a thing of the dark."
"What's even worst is your parents will want to hunt you if they find out." Tucker realized.
"Oh." Danny said, until the full force of what his best friend said hit him. "Crud, you're right. They keep going on about how they want to dissect the first ghost they catch."
"Then they just can't catch you." Sam said, getting the boys to stare at her. "What?"
"I can't just not tell them." Danny said, worry seeping into his voice. "I mean, ya they're my parents but I've never really lied to them. Not about something this big."
"But can you really tell me that you'll ready to tell them?" Sam asked, knowing her friend too well.
"I don't even know what to tell them, Sam." Danny said, crossing his arms over his chest for lack of something better to do with them. "You want me to tell them their son's now half dead?"
"Danny, calm down, that's not what I meant." Sam said, laying a hand on his shoulder. "Give it a couple of days to figure out, then we'll see if telling them is really the best thing to do."
"We'll be here for you, man." Tucker said, smiling at his friend. "You'll always have us."
"What movie where you trying to pull that from?" Danny asked, a smile on his face as he dropped his arms.
"I don't know, but hey, it's true." Tucker admitted, laughter in his voice.
"I need to get going back before they check on me." Danny said, realizing how long he'd been away.
"Hey, now that you're half ghost, could you make yourself invisible?" Tucker asked. "Then you could fly home and no one would see you."
"Until the saw the dent in the ground from me not knowing how to fly." Danny said, rolling his eyes. "I don't know how to do much of anything yet."
"Maybe tomorrow we'll see if we can come over and see what you can do." Sam suggested.
"Ya, hopefully my parents will let you." Danny said, grabbing his hoodie from Tucker's bed before going back to the window.
"Ok, see you tomorrow. I'm going down the safe way." Sam said, watching Danny work his way out of the window before turning towards the door.
Chapter 4
Danny opened his window, his feet balancing on the brackets holding the drain pipe to the side of the brick house. He rolled into his room as silently as he could and froze, realizing he made a bit of a bump. When he heard nothing coming towards his room he got up to his feet and tossed the old middle school jacket towards the closet floor. He took the extra sheets out of his bed and quickly threw them in with the hoodie before leaving his room to find everyone.
"Good, you're awake." Jack bellowed, seeing their boy walk down the stairs.
"Come into the kitchen, Danny." Maddie's voice called from the adjacent room.
Danny walked in, seeing his mom pull out a yogurt from the fridge and a glass of orange juice for him.
"How you doing, Danny?" Jazz asked, sitting at the table finishing her lunch.
Danny sat down across from her, drinking his orange juice. "Hungry." Danny admitted after gulping. He opened his yogurt and almost inhaled it.
"No wonder. You've been asleep for a day." Jack said, walking into the room.
"What happened?" Danny asked in-between slurps.
"All we can guess is the electricity shocked you when the ghost portal finally turned on." Maddie admitted.
"Thanks to you, the portal's working." Jack said, gripping Danny's shoulder.
"You two are terrible parents!" Jazz exclaimed, standing up from her place at the table. "Danny could've been killed by your stupid obsession with ghosts!"
"Jazz, I'm ok." Danny tried to insist, sitting down his empty yogurt container.
Jazz quickly snorted before leaving the room, leaving behind the remains of a sandwich and drink.
"Don't mind her." Jack reassured before going back to the living room.
"You feel up to eating dinner leftovers from yesterday?" Maddie asked, looking inside the fridge.
"Ok." Danny said, only to panic as he found himself sinking into the chair. He quickly stood up and felt his sides to see if they were still there, thankful to find his body solid again. He quickly sat down to prevent questions from his mom.
"Here you go, sweetie." Maddie said, sitting down the reheated plate of potatoes, green beans, and chicken. She kissed his head before leaving the room. "I'll be in the living room if you need anything."
Danny started to eat, surprised at how hungry he really was. He went ahead and turned on the kitchen TV to find breaking news about a murderer had escaped from Amity Park's transfer system.
"People like that shouldn't be allowed to escape." Danny mumbled, his left hand in a fist. He flung it open as his palm heated up, only to have it burn as a green laser thing flew out and onto the linoleum floor, leaving a scorch mark.
Danny looked back at his hand, pain where the laser had left his hand now took over. He held his wrist and squeezed his eyes tight to try to hold back the pain.
The pain subsided slowly, letting Danny open his eyes to see the scorch mark. He went over to it and poked at it with his shoe to see if it would even be able to be cleaned up, afraid he would already have to tell his parents. Thankfully his shoe drew a line in the black substance. He quickly grabbed a paper towel and was able to wipe it clean.
Danny looked at his left hand as his right threw the paper into the trash. Now that the pain was gone, he noticed his hand showed no signs that anything had come out. "Is this…a ghost power?" Danny said loud enough he could hear himself but his parents couldn't over the sound of commercials playing on the TV. Powers didn't seem like the right word, Danny thought to himself. He didn't want power, he'd seen what power could do to people. It corrupted them. But he couldn't come to calling it an ability either, since he wasn't born with it. Danny found himself shrugging the thoughts away for at least until tomorrow when his friends would be over to help him.
Chapter 5
"You can do what?!" Sam and Tucker asked, Sam leaning forward in the chair she sat in as Tucker almost fell off the bed.
"Shush!" Danny hissed, listening for a second to see if footsteps were coming. He sighed when nothing changed before continuing his pacing. "I'd rather not be the new experiment of the house."
"Sorry man." Tucker apologized, sitting right on Danny's bed. "But how else do you expect us to react. I mean, lasers from your hands?"
"I know it's weird but…" Danny looked down at his hands, not sure about himself.
"No, it's cool." Sam said, getting the two boys to look at her. "What? Normal is boring."
"Ya, but I'm a freak now." Danny said, plopping down into the beanbag by his TV. "What am I? Half ghost? Oh great! I'm half dead!"
"Calm down, dude." Tucker said, seeing his friend was starting to have a panic attack. "Whatever you are now, we're here for you."
"Come on." Sam started, standing up. "Transform so we can work on what you've got."
Danny sighed as he knew Sam was right. He rolled out of the beanbag and stood up. Closing his eyes, he searched for the cold that he remembered from yesterday and felt it spread through-out his body. He opened his eyes again and pulled at his bangs, not sure if he was glad or not they were white.
"You need, like, a super hero name for your ghost self." Tucker stated.
"What's wrong with just Danny? It's popular enough as a name."
"Tucker's right." Sam said. "You need at least a different last name if you're planning on keeping it a secret."
"Ok, put that on the list of to-do." Danny rolled his eyes, not seeing what was wrong with just his name.
"Alright, you're a ghost so try to go invisible." Tucker suggested.
"How?"
"How about we just stick with what you already know how to do." Sam said, glaring at Tucker. She turned her eyes back to the ghost in the room. "Like flying."
Later at Nasty burger.
Maybe I can become like the town's superhero Danny thought through as he filled up his cup. It's not like that could cause any problems. I could actually help the cops maybe.
"Hey Danny." A female voice called out, drawing out his name.
He turned towards the voice only to see Star walking away, covering her hand as she laughed with Paulina only to realize his cup had fallen through his hands, spilling all over his jeans. He looked down, hoping his bangs would cover the blush on his face as he grabbed for some napkins and tried to clean at least himself up of the sticky soda. Ya, a superhero who loses control when a girl says his name just right. Danny bit the inside of his lip, trying to get himself back on track as he threw away the used napkins and headed back to his table, one drink shy.
Tucker looked up, only for a smirk show on his face with his mouth opened to ask something only to be stopped as Danny slid in next to him. "Don't even. Just don't say a thing."
"Hormones." Sam rolled as if a curse word before taking a bite out of her tofu melt.