Ghost King Danny: Book 1
A Danny Phantom Overlord Fanfiction
Author's Note: My people. My friends. Hi there. Ready for another one? This one is, in all honesty, my favorite to write. Hopefully you guys enjoy reading this as much as I liked writing it. Have fun and Enjoy!
Last Time
Tucker smiled at the happiness emanating from the two. He really needed them to get together. If not just for the fact that they were obviously in love with each other, it was the fact that he had yet to cash in on the bet he made with the ENTIRE town, and even Vlad when they would get together. Yes, he knew it was shameful, and yes he knew it would cost him his shins, maybe a few pranks, but it was worth it for the money.
"Are you lovebirds done? I'd really like to watch Dead Teacher 17: Return of the Killer Substitute now." Three, two, one…
"WE'RE NOT LOVEBIRDS!"
Now
After Danny and his friends flew to Danny's house, the three then decided to tell Jazz about their 'little' discovery at school today. Suffice it to say, Jazz promptly freaked in her room when Sam and Tucker showed off their ghost forms.
"When in the hell did you get ghost forms!?" Jazz asked incredulously.
Danny took the initiative to try and calm her down, which seemed to work for all of the five minutes that it did, when Jazz starts shooting off questions, one after another, ranging from the powers they had, to the ghost forms outfit. The two newly made half-ghosts obliged, and transformed as one, the rings of light enveloping them once more. It was during this crucial moment that Jazz noticed the Ring of Rage on Danny's left finger. Jazz let out a gasp.
"Um, Danny, you do know that you have the Ring of Rage on your finger, right?" Jazz asked nervously.
"Ohhh, yeah. I knew there was something I forgot to tell you! You see, it turns out that I'm the next Ghost King, and this ring, is my, initiation, so to speak." Danny stopped talking to let that piece of information sink into Jazz's already probably overloaded brain.
Jazz, who for some reason thought that STANDING was the best way to receive the news of the trio's day, promptly decided to, not sit, but lie down on her bed. Danny, worried for his sister's mental health, as he so often was, simply asked a question that was only one word.
"Jazz?"
Jazz, having not heard him say a word, continued to lie down on the bed in the fetal position she suddenly found herself in. Finally, after what seemed like forever, but in reality was only a minute, Jazz snapped out of her funk long enough to sense that her brother needed her, and slowly, ever so slowly, sat up and said, in the most monotone voice possible:
"I need time to process this. Can you guys leave me for about five minutes please?"
Danny, Tucker, and Sam looked to each other with looks that Jazz tried to decipher. Worry. Concern. Incredulity. The three finally turned back to Jazz, nodded, and walked into Danny's room, closing Jazz's room door as they did so.
The three half ghosts walked into Danny's room across the hall, talking on the way. When they entered Danny's room, Tucker spoke up.
"Dude, I think we seriously broke Jazz."
"Yeah. I definitely agree with you there Tuck. I have NEVER seen her like that before. I hope she'll be okay." Danny agreed.
Tucker then froze for one second, as a slight tingle started crawling up his arm. Danny and Sam saw this and were worried for their techno-meat loving friend.
"Tuck? You OK?"
"I'm fine, other than the feeling that we are being watched." Tuck's eyes then widened in realization. "I think Vlad's been spying on your family, Danny."
Danny looked at his friend, with a disbelieving look. Soon, a disgusted one formed on his face.
"Oh, God!" Danny exclaimed.
"What? What is it, Danny?" Sam said, worried for both her best friend and crush.
I just realized that if Tucker's right, and Vlad has been spying on us, who's to say he didn't put a camera in Jazz's room, or even worse, my mom's room."
Sam, finally realizing what this meant, then proceeded to run towards the bathroom near and throw up her veggie burger she brought to lunch.
Danny, too sick himself to laugh at Sam's expense, transformed back to his human form, and ran down the stairs most likely to the bathroom to throw up himself, but not before telling Tucker to find wherever Vlad placed these cameras and then, slowly, make him ever regret placing them there.
As soon as Danny was outside the room, Tucker then felt something pulling him towards a specific spot in Danny's room, a specific corner to be exact, where he had located a little spider that to the untrained, non-ghost enhanced eye, looked like just a regular spider. The only difference between this spider and a real one, was that this spider had the added effect of invisibility. Thankfully, Tucker spotted this little intruder and pumped it so full of electricity that none of the video footage from the past month was available. Better to erase everything rather than have all that evidence against Danny. But if there was one good thing he could say about Vlad, it was that he really knew his spy technology. He didn't destroy the camera, just erased the footage. Later he would say that it was criminal to let that perfect piece of technology go to waste. It was during this thought that Danny and Sam, coincidently came back from their throw up sessions at the same time. Tucker raised an eyebrow, but didn't say a word as the two walked back into Danny's room, Sam from the side and Danny from the front.
Danny then spoke. "Now with that disgusting image out of my head, let's get back to Jazz please?"
"Jazz will be fine Danny, she's strong like that. Once she finally wraps her head around the situation enough to analyze it, she'll be back to her normal self soon enough." Sam said with conviction.
Danny smiled at his not-so-secret crush. "Thanks, Sam. That really helps."
Sam smiled back at him. "Anytime."
Danny smiled at what he calls, in his mind, his Goth Goddess, one more time before his face turned deadly serious (A.N. Forgive that pun, please, it knows not what it does).
"Now. What do we do about Vlad? Last I heard, he has the crown, and I don't think he's going to give it up without a fight." Danny said.
"Danny, remember we kind of have the element of surprise. Vlad doesn't know what happened to us, yet." Sam reassured him.
Yeah. He had kind of forgotten that detail. His face went into a smirk as an idea snuck its way into his head.
"Hey guys?"
"Yeah?"
"I think I have an idea."
In the rural area of Wisconsin, a large castle stood, its many towers protruding from the front. This castle belonged to the richest man in the state, (and quite possibly the world), Vladimir Masters. If there were four things that Vlad was, he was very rich, very powerful, very used to having things go his way, and very determined. Of course, his failures to have Daniel accept his parentage had gone less than perfect, but, as stated before, he was very persistent in his endeavors. So when Skulker appeared in his lab, without his suit, he took it in stride.
"What happened to you?" Vlad asked, nonplussed to his 'employee's' suffering.
"The ghost child-"
"Really, again Skulker? How many times has he sent you back here? 20? I thought you were tougher than that."
Skulker stared at him in silence, allowing him to finish his 'ever-so-important' sequence of words, before speaking again.
"Are you done?"
"Go on."
"As I was saying, before I was so rudely interrupted." Skulker shot a quick glare at Vlad, who remained stone faced.
"As I was saying, the ghost child came out to grace me with his face, so I could try to get his pelt again, but it seems this time he has help."
For the first time since Skulker stepped foot into his lab, Vlad looked genuinely surprised. Danny had never needed help before with Skulker, this much Vlad knew. To hear that he had help this time around was new territory for Vlad.
"Who was he?"
"Not he. They"
Vlad rolled his eyes in indifference. "Fine. Who are they?"
Just as Skulker was going to tell Vlad Sam and Tucker's secret, a loud beeping noise filled the lab. Skulker looked down and noticed that what looked like a PDA had sprung from his wrist. Skulker looked down at the device with a small frown on his face. As he kept looking at it, Skulker's frown intensified greatly. Vlad wondered why his convenient 'employee for hire' was so silent. He almost considered asking him what was wrong, but then realized he didn't exactly care.
Skulker started talking again. Or, rather, opened his mouth and tried to talk, because before he could get a word in, he was rocketed away from the multi-billionaire. Vlad saw this, and asked where he was going, before, again, realizing that he didn't care. What Skulker did when not in his service was his business. Now deprived of answers from his 'employee', Vlad booted up his holographic computer screen and resorted to using his spy cameras that he had sent into the Fenton household, disguised as inconspicuous flies. He simply hated not knowing all the answers.
He went into a program he had his holographic Maddie create. This program allowed him to have access to all of his cameras, all over Amity Park. He clicked in a few folders until he found the Fenton household folder, conveniently labeled 'I HATE JACK FENTON', then kept clicking until he saw two new notifications. One from Jasmine's room, and one from Daniel's. He first clicked on Jasmine's name in the file that opened up a video covering the entire desktop screen, and was shocked when he heard these next few words:
"When in the hell did you get ghost forms!?"
'Ghost forms?' Vlad thought. He kept looking at the video, trying to gain more information, however for some reason, the video's cut out around the sixteenth minute of the video, then miraculously came back on, but with one major difference, the three teenagers were gone!
Considering the obvious, Vlad clicked out of Jasmine's file, with nothing but questions on his mind, the main one being, 'What happened to my footage?'
Vlad, determined to find out from his other cameras what was going on, clicked into Daniel's file… only to find nothing but a blank black screen with the word 'ERROR' flashing in red, blocky font.
Vlad stared at the blank screen for what must have been at least a minute before his face contorted into pure rage… and he screamed.
"AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Vlad calmed down, after some time, and a lot of tea. As he looked around the room, papers strewn everywhere across his marble and granite floors and a split in half mahogany desk, computer included, he decided to call up his old friend.
Jack Fenton.
After a few rings, a large booming voice nearly exploded his eardrums as Jack answered the phone with what Vlad could only describe as Jack's own stupidity.
"V-Man! How've you been?" Jack answered enthusiastically.
Vlad forced his tone into that of a pleasant one. "Just fine, Jack. Say, I have a new invention I'd love to show you and Maddie. It may help you find and catch ghosts easier. I also haven't had a chance to see Daniel and Jasmine in a while. Do you think I could visit?"
Jack, even though Vlad couldn't see him through his phone, was beaming even wider than before, Vlad could feel it, and how he hated it. But he kept his personal façade up to appease his friend.
"Of course V-Man! You know you're always welcome in this house!" Now it was Vlad's turn to grin. 'Exactly as planned' he thought.
"Great, then I'll be over as soon as I can! Just give me ten minutes. I'll be over soon." Vlad said in pure joy.
"See you soon Vladdie! I can't wait to see you!"
Vlad was now beaming. "Same here, buddy. See you soon." Vlad then hung up, and began his preparations.
Author's Note: Hey guys! Hope you guys enjoyed that! Anyways, that's about it for me! Oh, wait! Don't forget to check out the poll on my profile! I really need inspiration if I'm going to do this specific scene or not! Read and review, and I'll 'see' you later my friends!
