Twilight's Doors
By: Wilona Riva
Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom or anything from Greek Mythology, except my own imagination.
Mortal Story
"This is quite the story, Jazz," her mother said, examining the short fiction piece her daughter was planning on submitting to the school's literary magazine. "But why make Danny and Phantom the same person?"
"They are similar," came the short reply. "I thought I'd make it a modern piece and throw in some Greek mythology to sweeten the pot."
"You never did say what deal Hades made with Demeter," Maddie said, scanning the story for some hint or detail.
"Somethings even I don't know," Jazz replied, shrugging her shoulders. "All I know is that Apherephos is our Danny and I wanted him to be a half-ghost in the story. Fits in with the Underworld theme."
"But a half-ghost?" Maddie asked, looking at her in askance. "Such a thing is not possible."
"With the Fates, anything is possible," Jazz said, laughing.
"Where is your brother anyway?"
"Sam's, I believe. Cheesy horror chick flick night."
Maddie sighed. "Danny inherited that from your father," she said.
Jazz nodded.
Spinner of Fate,
Weaver Fate,
Thy task complete,
Live anew.
"Moirae again?" Danny asked, munching on some popcorn.
"Yeah," Sam muttered. "I thought they were going to leave me alone from now on."
Tucker laughed. "Once a meddler, always a meddler. Danny, quit hogging the popcorn and share."
"Get your own," Danny said, tossing a kernel at him. "As a half-mortal, I get to enjoy these things now, so mine all mine!"
"Spoilsport," Tucker said, sticking his tongue out at him.
Sam closed her eyes, thoughts drifting out to her sisters.
Sisters of Fate,
Weavers of Life,
The thread is whole,
Mine to know.