Chapter One
A Ghost of a Chance
Danny's Perspective
I wacthed as the tall blue-haired girl left and turned to Tucker and Sam, my long standing friends. "Well, she seems nice. She's got great English too..."
Sam eyed the other way, and kind of gave a pouty look, which was werid. I had no idea why she was acting like that.
"Well, I think it's odd. I've never heard of such a thing as a trail run, and she can't even remeber who she's staying with! And didn't you hear her voice? She's got no Japanese accent. She should have an accent! It's really suspicous."
I blinked. "Why should we be suspicous of her? She's nice."
Tucker patted me on the back and gave me one of 'those' looks. "I think little Miss Sam here is jealous!"
"Why would I be jealous?" Sam yelled at Tucker, rather loudly...and scarily. Wow, was SHE ever in a bad mood.
Tucker smriked. "Well, isn't it obivous? She's a tall, pale, beautiful Japanese Lady! She's like the perfect epitome of feminity!" A small trickle of drool escaped his mouth as he spoke. It was kind of obivous he was thinking of things he shouldn't have been thinking of, he did that sometimes. And then Sam punched him in the mouth. "Ow! What was that for?"
Sam glared at him angrilly, he had obivousily touched a soft spot. I sweatdropped. "Come on guys, this is'nt the time for fighting over silly things, we have to get to-" I was cut off as a cold sensation swept my body and a small cloud of cold air emitted from my mouth. "Uh oh..." I looked around to see an all to familer ghost matrlizing...it was...
"BEWARE! I AM THE BOX GHOST!"
We all fell over. This guy praticlly came after us every DAY! At least he wasn't that hard to beat. As I prepared to transform, I heard a noise from outside as the door opened, and Chizaru stepped in, looking directly at the Box Ghost. "So this is the Type 10, then. The Loser Class." She blinked and looked over at me, then sweatdroppd. "Umm, what are you doing here?'
"We were getting ready to leave when..." Chizaru blinked and came across the room, and looked me in the face, then up and down. I sweatdropped and blinked at her. "Umm...hi? Can I help you?" Chizaru poked my head and shurgged.
The Box Ghost, feeling negelected came floating over. "BEWARE! I AM THE BOX GHOST! FEAR ME AND MY BOXES OF DOOM!"
Chizaru put her leg up on the table, and brought her hand inside her skirt-I could her Tucker gushing noseblood from behind me-and removed three small sticks from it. She put them together and pointed the staff at the Box Ghost. "Back off, and go back to where you came from, or you'll regert it. The Box Ghost laughed.
"Foolish mortal! I am the Box Ghost! You're wooden stick-" Chizaru tapped one end of the staff against him and the Box Ghost suddenly vansihed into a blur of nothingness.
"Foolish little thing..."
I had no idea what the hell had just happend. "Um...Chizaru...what did you..." Chizaru turned to me, and poked my forehead with her finger again and nodded. What the heck was she doing! Did she know?
DID SHE KNOW?
Sam broke the uneasy slience. "Um, thanks for saving us! We were in a real pinch back there an-" Chizaru cut her off by putting her finger to her lips.
"Don't talk." She turned her attenion back to me, and picked up her staff, turning it around so that it faced the other end, and poked me slightly with it.
"Wha..." I felt myself transforming invoulntarily, the cold, chill feeling of death grasping at me, then receding half-way. My usual jet black hair had turned completly white, and my eyes became a blazing green, as my clothes changed into a black and white jumpsuit. My eyes widened, this wouldn't end well. I quickly turned my eyes to Chizaru. "I can...!"
Chizaru was nodding at me thougthfully. "I see. So you're the little halfa, I've heard about huh?" She poked my nose and I blinked staring at her cluelessly. "Danny Phantom, right?" I nodded slightly. Sam stepped in front of me a bit defeinsivly, a bit suspiciously. I blinked some more.
"Hey, stay away from him! Don't even try to do...whatever it is you just did!" Chizaru laughed lightly and patted Sam's head.
"Ma, Ma, I'm not going to hurt you're little friend." Her staff broke into three pieces, and she hooked them back someplace under her skirt. Tucker had drowned in his own noseblood. She smiled and extended her hand to me. "I hunt supernatural things too! Well, I suppose for you, it's just ghosts, but you know...Wanna be partners? After all, we WILL be living together!"
"Yea...sure, I...wait...what?" I started at her, a little stunned beyond words, Sam looked back and forth between us.
"So...the family you we're talking about was Danny's family, huh?" She shurged. "What a coincedince. It's like some pyschopathic teenager with nothing better to do is writing up everything.
"Actually, you're right! But anyways!" She shooed off the remark, "I had hoped to have met you Danny-kun." I blinked again...I was compeltly and utterly confused.
"So uh...what...um...who...?"
Chizaru laughed again. "This is the Soul Staff. Three parts, each end does something a little diffrent. What I did to your Box-y friend was de-matrilzing-basiclly, I made him vanish here and re-apper back in the Ghost Zone. What I did to you was reavling, finding what was hidden." She gave a quick eye to Sam, who didn't really notice it-but I sure did.
Oh no...what if she...oh...
Chizaru continued on. "Anyways, I hunt all sorts of supernatural beings, for no reason in particuilar, other than that I CAN! Neat, huh?" She giggled.
I was still pretty confused, but I guess I was a little less so. I came out of my ghost form, as the late bell rung. "Oh no! I can't be late again!" Without thinking I ran out of the classroom, and heared two footsteps behind me.
To Be Continued...
Yes, I know, some of the charaters act a little diffrent but I can't help it. I just gotta personlizie. Yeah, it's done like an anime too. ;;
...And they all forgot about poor Tucker, on the floor, drowned in his own nosebleed. I'd pity him if it weren't so damn funny. XD
Yes, I am on crack, why?
Meh, I can't spell either, and I have no spellcheck ;-; so, please feel free to send spelling corrections!