Danny Phantom Meets The Usher!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: The Usher is a crime fighting theater usher from one of my homemade comics I like to draw. In the 3rd issue of 'The Usher' he faces off against Houdini's ghost (I came up with this idea long before Danny Phantom, mind you) and at the end he seals him away. In this story, he comes back and travels to Danny's town to capture him and harness his power. The Usher follows him there and the two heroes team up!
Danny Phantom Meets The Usher Part 1
"Behold, son!" exclaimed young Danny's estranged father, Mr. Fenton.
Danny walked over to his father. It was late at night and Danny was itching for some sleep. The two were inside of the basement lab that night, surrounded by all sorts of gadgets and dew-hickeys.
"YAWN!" went Danny. "Yeah, dad? What is it?"
"It's my brand new invention!" Mr. Fenton held up a flat metallic rectangular board. "I call it…The Fenton Board!"
"Yeah, dad. Real exciting," Danny said sarcastically. His eyes began to droop as he almost fell back.
"Since the ghost portal hasn't let loose not a single ghost, I've made this little baby! Whenever a ghost wants to communicate with our world, it can use the Fenton Board to spell out whatever it is trying to say!"
"That's nice, dad. I'm going back to bed now. If any ghosts call for me…yawn…tell them to leave a message."
Just as Danny said this, the Fenton Board's arrow began to point to certain letters. Danny heard the noise it was making, and looked to see what was happening. When all the letters that were pointed to all appeared, they made a message that only a ghost can produce.
"That's nice, dad? I'm going back to bed now?" read Mr. Fenton. "Hey, Danny! That's exactly what you just said. Weird, huh?"
"Uummmm….LOOK, DAD! A GHOST!" shouted Danny.
"Where!?" Mr. Fenton quickly turned around to see what he was pointing at, only to find nothing. When he turned back around, the Fenton Board had spelt another message: Look, dad! A ghost!
"Hmmmmm."
Mr. Fenton shrugged and sat the board down and left. As he left, a new message was spelt; more like a name: H-O-U-D-I-N-I. As this happened, a ghostly magician emerged.
The next day, Danny lay in his bed. The loud ringing of his alarm clock had awaken him. He sat up and yawned his loudest. Danny was so tired. He walked into the bathroom and grabbed a comb for his hair and a toothbrush for his teeth; only Danny used them the wrong way, brushing his teeth with the comb and combing his hair with the brush.
"Hmmm?" He finally realized what he was doing and stopped. He looked at the comb's label that was on it, and it had 'J-A-Z-Z' written on it. "Jazz? GROSS!"
Just as he said this, his sister, Jasmine 'Jazz', had walked by the bathroom with face cream all over her face and sliced cucumbers over her eyes.
"Well excuse me for wanting my face to be pimply free!" she said. "Now hurry up in there! This thing is about to harden!"
"Hmmmm," thought Danny as a devilish smirk came across his face. He then continued to brush his hair and comb his teeth for about another 10 min.
Later….
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" screamed Jazz. "DANNY!"
Danny sat at the breakfast table with his mother and father eating cereal. They all looked at the top of the steps as Jazz stood there with a greenish face. "LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO ME!"
"Look out, Danny!" shouted Mr. Fenton. "That's not Jazz! It's a ghost!"
As Jazz began to storm down the stairs, she slipped and came crashing down.
"Oh wait. That really is Jazz. Good morning, dear."
"Umm, Jazz?" began Danny. "I think you'd see better if you take the cucumbers off your eyes."
"I CAN'T! This all your fault Danny! And you will feel my wrath!" she shouted, thinking it was her brother she was yelling at, when in truth, she was yelling at the fridge.
"I'm over here."
"Oh……You WILL feel my WRATH!"
"Don't worry, Jazz," said Mrs. Fenton. "I'm sure your father can get it off for you."
"She's right!" exclaimed Mr. Fenton as he pulled out a hammer and a chisel.
DING! DONG! went the doorbell.
"Oh no! It's him!" Jazz said. "I can't let him see me like this! Or you all like this! Or Danny! I gotta hide!"
"How about this closet over here, Jazz?" called Danny as he held open the front door.
"Great idea. But think this is going to get you off the hook, little brother." Jazz then quickly ran into the "closet" not knowing it was the front door. She then bumped into some one and fell down. "DANNY!"
"Who's at the door that has Jazz's heart racing?" asked Mr. Fenton.
"It's Jazz's new friend who happens to be a boy who's new in town that offered to give her a ride today because he's a nice boy….friend…not boyfriend…..but boy…." explained Mrs. Fenton, trying to make sure that her husband does not get the idea that…
"Jazz has a boyfriend!?" exclaimed Mr. Fenton. He then walked out of the kitchen to go scold him with scolding eyes.
"Are you okay, Jazz?" asked the "boyfriend" as he helped her up.
"Oh yes, Will. I'm fine. Oh but please, call me Jasmine. Everyone else does. Except for my mom, dad, brother, friends, and everyone else I've come into contact with over the past 16 years."
"Okay, Jasmine," said Will. "What's with the mud mask?"
"You caught her without her make-up on," lied Danny. "Nice to meet you Will. I'm her brother, Danny. Any friend of Jazz who can put up with her is a friend of mine."
"Hold it right there, bub!" said Mr. Fenton as he moved closer to Will with a red face and bulging eyes. "Who are you and why are you touching my daughter and offering to give her a ride to school? Are you her boyfriend or ghost? I suggest you choose 'ghost'!"
"Ummmm," said Will, nervously. "Neither? I'm William 'Will' Anderson."
"Oh okay," he said as he calmed down. "Well run along you two and have a nice time at school."
"School," said Jazz, still mesmerized by Will's voice, though she just remembered something. "School? SCHOOL! I can't go to school looking like this! I…I…I…excuse me!" She then dashed up stairs and ran to the bathroom.
"Well she's outta the question," said Danny.
"Will she be okay?" asked Will.
"Don't worry about it. Say, Will. Since my sis looks like the creature from the green lagoon, you think I can get a ride to school?"
"Sure. Why not? Let's go. Goodbye Mr. And Mrs. Fenton."
The two boys left the house and hopped into Will's car and they drove off. Jazz stared at them from her room, having managed to take off one side of the mud mask. She then ran back downstairs.
"You guys just LET Will leave me here?" she asked her parents.
"Well honey," began Mrs. Fenton. "You have your own car. Why don't you drive to school?"
"There's a reason why I wanted to get a ride to school from Will! He's so CUTE!" She then stood there with her eyes looking out into the stars.
"Jazz? Jazz?" said Mr. Fenton as he waved his hand in front of her face. "Hmmmm. No one human boy should have that kind of an effect on girls. It's like she's….in a trance. Gasp! That's no boy! That's a ghost. And he's gone off with Danny!" Mr. Fenton then dropped to his knees, waving his fists in the air. "NOOOOO! WHY DANNY? WHY COULDN'T IT HAVE BEEN ME?"
Meanwhile…..
"So, Danny," began Will as he turned the steering wheel. "Jazz tells me you're in 9th grade."
"Yep. And she tells me that you're in the 11th."
"Yeah. Live everyday to the fullest while you can, Danny. 9th grade is something special. I remember when I was a freshman…."
*FLASHBACK*
"Ummmmm, somebody?" called 9th grader Will from inside a locker. "Somebody help! These gym socks in here are still wet!"
*FLASHBACK END*
"Good times! Yep. Good times."
The car then pulled up into the parking lot, and the two stepped, just as Danny's bus pulled in. Everyone stepped off of the bus. Danny's two best friends, Tucker the techno geek, and Samantha "Sam" the free thinking goth. The two saw Danny step out of the red convertible with a Junior. The two smiled and ran over to the two boys.
"Hey, Danny," said Sam. She stared at the beautiful car. "I see why you didn't take the bus today."
"Who's your friend, Danny?" asked Tucker
"Hi. I'm Will. I just transferred here two days ago. What's up?"
"Nothing much," answered Sam. She then turned to Danny. "So, Danny. You coming to the Talent Show tonight?"
"There's a Talent Show tonight?" asked Will, scratching his head.
"Yeah," answered Tucker. "Hopefully this year someone else wins beside Dash and his fake-me-out-magic tricks."
"Magic tricks?" This caught Will's attention. "Hmmmmm. Excuse me for a moment."
Will then ran off.
"Woah, Danny!" said Tucker as he leaned over the car. "You just got a ride from a junior! That's not imaginary! That's actually your friend! Do you know what this could do to your rep?"
"No. What?" asked Danny, pleased by the news.
"Start it," answered Sam. Just then, two beautiful girls walked over to Danny.
"Wow, Danny!" said one girl. "Word around school is that you got a ride from a junior! That's not imaginary! That's actually your friend! That just started your rep!"
"Come on, Danny," said the second girl as she put her arm around his. "Let's walk and talk!"
"Ummm, okay." Danny turned back to his friends. "See you guys at lunch!"
"Wow," said Sam. "Did that just happen?"
"Yep. And it's about to happen again." Tucker then stood in front of Will's car, trying to look as cool as possible. Then two more girls walked by. "Check out the new ride, ladies."
"Loser," said the first girl as she walked by Tucker.
"Dork," said the second girl as she walked by Tucker.
"Guess what, Tucker," said Sam. "You know what that just did for your rep?"
"What?"
"Nothing at all. Your still a dweeb."
Later……
Will walked out of the lunch line with his food and was going to sit at his regular table with the cool people, but then noticed the table next to it. At that table, he saw Danny surrounded by many girls and a couple of jocks. Will smiled.
"Must've been the car. The chicks dig the car."
He then looked to the table across from it and saw Tucker and Sam sitting at it. They had looked pretty bummed out, so he decided to go sit at their table.
"So how's it goin, guys?" asked Will.
"Well if you excuse the fact that Danny ditched us for some popular kids, then lousy," said Tucker.
"I don't see what the big deal is," said Sam, as she stabbed her head of lettuce with her fork. "He's still the same guy."
"Well that's how High School is," said Will. "Survival of the fittest!"
"Well if that's the case," began Tucker as he stood up and flexed his bones. "Then that means that I should be the coolest person around!"
Just then, half the cafeteria threw food at Tucker. Soon, the two girls from before walked by Tucker.
"Loser."
"Dork."
"Anyways, about this Talent Show. Are there going to be a lot of magicians?" asked Will.
"Maybe," answered Sam. "Why?"
"Ummmm, no reason. I just have a fascination with the whole 'rabbit jumping out of the hat' thing, that's all. I mean, it's not like I'm looking for leads on where a ghostly magician will be striking next. Can't I just ask normal questions about firemen?"
"I thought you asked about magicians?" asked Tucker.
"Right, right, police officers. That's what we were talking about. Well anyways I gotta go. But not because of this conversation that we just had that is making me uneasy around you all that would cause me to leave in an attempt to hide something from you all. Ummm, bye!"
"Man! We've been ditched again!" said Tucker. "Even when I was a child I was ditched."
*FLASHBACK*
A young Tucker walked into his room, looking for his cat. As he opened the door, he saw his pet cat, Mr. Tinkles, standing at the opened window, holding a stick with a sack tied to it.
"No, Mr. Tinkles! Don't do it!" he called.
The cat looked back and then out the window. Without a moments hesitation, he leaped out the window.
"NOOOOOOO! He was so young! Why does this keep happening?"
*FLASHBACK END*
He then looked over to Danny. "If we don't do something fast, then we could lose Danny to the forces of popularity!" He then looked over at a sign-up sheet that was for staying after school to set up decorations for the show. "I got an idea!"
"Why does that make me lose my appetite?" said Sam. She then tossed her head of lettuce into the garbage, causing a hand full of roaches to come crawling out screaming. "Oh yeah. I'm definitely calling the Health Inspector."
Tucker pulled out a pencil and began to sign three names on the sheet. One being his own, the other Sam's, and the last Danny Fenton.
After school……
"I still don't remember signing up for this," said Danny, trying to hang up a decoration on the wall.
"Me either," said Sam, as she scolded Tucker. They were the only three in the entire school who 'volunteered' to help set up decorations. Dash was busy on stage behind the curtains practicing his magic act.
"So how was it like, Danny? Being popular and all?" asked Sam. "Not that I care."
"It was pretty cool. But I missed you guys. All they would talk about is if I could talk to Will for them and see if he's dateless. I told them he was dating Jazz."
"Well that was nice," said Sam.
"Not really, because when she comes to school tomorrow, she's going to be pretty hated and ignored by every other girl who liked Will."
"What would she do without you?" asked Sam sarcastically.
"A whole lot more." Just as Danny hung the decoration, he then began to sense something. It was ghost. He looked around and then looked up. He saw a shadowy figure perched atop the lights.
"What's wrong, Danny?" asked Tucker. He then looked at what Danny was looking at. The two looked back at eachother. Sam then ran over to them. They all looked around to make sure that no one was looking. Clear.
"Alright, guys. "I'm going ghost!"
Danny then began to glow a whitish color. When the glowing stopped, Danny then had snow-white hair, and glowing green eyes. He could now walk through walls and fly. He was much more unique than the other guy. He was Danny Phantom!
To be continued……