So, let's get this story started, shall we?
"Time for you to go back to the ghost zone, Skulker!" A floating ghost-boy known as Danny Phantom yelled. He reached his arm around to his back and grabbed at thin air. His eyes widened as he muttered something, his arm searching around his back.
Down below him on the dark streets of Amity Park stood Tucker Foley, safely watching his friend as he dodged a glowing net, still patting his back.
"Hey Sam, what's wrong with Danny's back?" Tucker asked the third in the trio, Sam Manson.
"What?" Asked Sam, after looking up from digging around in her backpack.
"Danny keeps patting his ba-" Tucker cut off as Sam triumphantly pulled a green and white cylindrical object from her backpack.
"-oh." Sam grinned at him, then looked up at the moonlit sky where Danny was still frantically dodging everything Skulker was throwing at him, which seemed to consist of everything but the kitchen sink.
"Ghost boy, you will soon join all of the other strange and unique creatures in my collection!" Skulker taunted as he pulled out yet another weapon. Danny, more than a little frustrated at this point, was just powering up to blast Skulker out of the sky when he heard his name. Looking down he saw Sam waving the Fenton Thermos around.
Danny sighed, "Oh, there it is-" Hearing a blast from where Skulker was, Danny let out a small "Eep!" before he was knocked painfully out of the sky.
Smoking slightly, Danny landed roughly on the street, skidding to a halt a few feet away from Sam. He groaned as fire seemed to race across his back where the street had rubbed his skin raw.
"Danny!" Sam raced over, followed shortly by Tucker. Sam held out her hand, concern written clearly on her face.
"Thanks." Danny said as he took her hand and stood up. Danny took the Fenton Thermos that Sam offered and looked angrily into the sky. Skulker, seeing the thermos in Danny's hand, decided that he suddenly had pressing matters elsewhere. "Another day, whelp."
"Oh no you don't!" Danny growled as he saw Skulker turn tail and run. The pain in his back fading, Danny took off after Skulker's retreating form, the Fenton Thermos now safely on his back.
After a few seconds of silence, Tucker looked over at Sam and sighed. "Well, what do we do now?" Sam looked over at him, about to say something witty, when instead she looked past Tucker and gasped.
Tucker, with his stomach sinking, slowly turned around. Standing there, right next to Danny's house that the trio had been so close to reaching, stood Paulina. Hearing Tucker say something very inappropriate, Paulina tore her love-struck gaze from the sky and rested it on the two nervous looking friends.
"Sam? Tucker? Do you two losers know the ghost boy? Could you introduce me to him?" Paulina asked hopefully while running over. Tucker suddenly felt colder and wondered why until he looked over at Sam. With both her fists balled and a look that could kill on her face, Sam seemed to be struggling with herself. The words "Back off, he's mine!" and "Did you just call us losers?" chased themselves around Sam's head. Fortunately, all that came out were indignant huffs and the occasional snort.
Trying hard not to laugh, Tucker turned around to deal with the rather serious problem facing them.
"Paulina, hey, what are you doing wandering around at night?" Paulina, after giving Sam a weird look, looked Tucker up and down and then asked with big eyes, "Do you know the ghost boy, Danny Phantom?" She batted her eyelashes and smiled at Tucker.
Seeing this, Tucker straightened and, using a deeper voice, said, "Well, you know, if you really want to kno- OUCH!" He glared over at Sam who currently had her elbow lodged in Tucker's side. After glaring daggers at Tucker, Sam looked back at Paulina and calmly explained, "Of course we don't know Danny Phantom, he's a ghost. Humans don't talk to ghosts." Pouting a little, Paulina seemed to think for a minute before brightening.
"But I saw you help him up and then hand him something." Sam and Tucker exchanged nervous glances. "Now that I think of it," Paulina continued, "You guys are usually around when the ghost boy shows up. You two and Danny." As if suddenly remembering that Danny Fenton did actually exist, Paulina looked around. "Where is Danny anyway, doesn't he usually hang around with you losers?"
Danny was, at the moment, still chasing down Skulker. Stupid 'ghost zone's greatest hunter.' He thought, mimicking Skulkers voice in his head. Doesn't he know that I have a paper due tomorrow! Danny's mood sank at the thought. Sighing in frustration, he tried a different tactic.
"Hey Skulker! Why don't you come back here and fight me! Aren't you supposed to be the ghost zone's greatest hunter?"
"I choose my battle's wisely, whelp!" Skulker shot back. Danny frowned, Damn! I thought that would work! His thoughts wandering once again to his suffering grades, Danny willed himself to go faster. Come on, just a little bit more… Skulker looked back to see Danny several feet behind him. Seeing the look of surprise on Skulker's face, Danny grinned.
Skulker had one more trick up his sleeve, however, as he pushed a button on his arm and another set of rockets appeared on his back.
"Oh come on!" Danny complained as Skulker easily sped away. Great, there goes another night of studying. Sighing and feeling worse then before, Danny turned around and headed back to where he left Sam and Tucker.
"And if you think that you can just waltz right up to us, calling us losers, and expect us to help you in any way," Sam took a deep breath before continuing her rant. Tucker sighed and rolled his eyes. Yeah, Paulina was rather annoying, especially calling him and his friends losers. But certain traits of hers made up for it, he thought with a grin as he looked back at Paulina, the light from the moon glowing in her hair. Still looking stunned from Sam's outburst, Paulina stood slack jawed and dazed looking, Sam's stream of almost incoherent words washing over her.
Thinking of some good pick up lines (by Tuckers standards) Tucker moved his dreamy gaze to the stars. Noticing a white streak, Tucker's eyes followed it absentmindedly as it fell down into the Fenton's house. Finally realizing what, or who, it was, Tucker interupted Sam.
"And final-"
"Hey Sam?" Sam looked around at Tucker; her finger still held about three inches from Paulina's face.
"I think our friend Danny just got home."
"What? …oh, OH! Right." Grabbing Tucker's arm, Sam gave Paulina a final glare before marching up to the Fenton's door. After opening it without knocking, Sam disappeared inside, dragging Tucker behind her. The door slammed shut leaving Paulina standing in the street, even more confused then before. "I didn't see Danny come home…"
Down in the lab, Danny was releasing what ghosts he had managed to catch on his nightly patrol back into the ghost zone. Still frustrated by Skulker's escape, he glared at nothing in particular while imagining what he would do to Skulker the next time he saw him. "I'll rip his stupid rockets right off, that's what I'll do." He muttered, glaring at his white-gloved hands.
"Danny? Is that you?" Danny whirled around, his eyes darting about looking for a place to hide.
"M-mom! Don't come down here! I-I'm, uh, I'm…" He finished lamely as Sam and Tucker appeared on the stairs. "…oh."
Tucker grinned, about to crack a joke, when Sam interrupted. "Do I really sound like your mom?" She placed her hands on her hips, raising an eyebrow at Danny.
"Uh, um…" Danny stuttered nervously.
Tucker couldn't hold it anymore, he burst out laughing. Both Danny and Sam glared at him.
"So, did you get Skulker?" Sam asked, glancing over as Tucker swallowed his laughter.
"No." Danny bit out, "He was too fast, I couldn't catch him."
Tucker seemed to finally notice how frustrated Danny was. Not to mention how Sam still seemed to be angry that the world didn't grant her wish and smite Paulina off of the side of the earth (Tucker looked around quickly to make sure Desiree wasn't lurking in a corner). So, with a flashy grin, Tucker spoke up.
"Y'know what you two need?" He got two shadowed glares in response. "Some good ol' scary movies."
ChaosFallen: Scary movies! Ha, crazy Tucker. Shakes head Anyway, next chapter I introduce a character of my own creation! Yes! I will actually own something besides the plot and, y'know, basic story that I'm making here. Oh, and review please! Anything ya want to throw at me. I could use any suggestion, I'm kinda new at this whole writing thing.