Ziggy's Corner: My first Danny Phantom story, be nice . Anyway I owe the idea of this story to LaBoBuren's fiction, Skates and Dancing Shoes, which I think is a really cool fan fic. So thank you LaBoburen for giving me the idea.
THREE TIMES THE DANNY, HALF THE PHANTOM
Danny soared through the sky, his light green eyes scanning the ground as the large shadow hop scotched from the outlines of trees, to the dark corners of houses. The only clue that he had that the ghost was still down there was his ghost scent, a small light blue waif of air that flowed from his mouth that allowed him to know there was another supernatural force around.
The fourteen year old halfa, part human part ghost, narrowed his eyes and looked down near a small swimming pool in the back yard of one of his neighbors. He stopped flying and examined it closer. Sure enough, his ghost scent flowed from his mouth and he smiled. "Gotcha," he chuckled.
Danny torn down toward the ground, at lightning speed and grasped the Fenton Thermos, unscrewing the lid as he landed. He aimed and pressed a button, and a glowing light rushed from inside the slender cylinder, grabbing the shadow and pulled it inside. The teenage hero smirked and quickly closed the lid over the device and latched it back to his belt.
"Well that was relatively easy," he said, to no one in particular. "Normally I get hit at least once during a fight." A second later he felt a pounding force strike the side of his head, and he dropped to one knee.
"We don't want you here, ghost," came a harsh toned snarl. The boy hazily looked up and saw his neighbor, holding a shovel in his hand, storm clouds of pure hatred, and apprehension clouding his eyes. "Why don't you just go back to where you came from?"
Well that shouldn't be too hard; I live just three houses down from you. The neighbor snarled, and cautiously raised the shovel again, swinging it a millisecond later. Danny turned invisible, and launched himself into the air as it came crashing down. He floated above his neighbor and glared at him. "You're welcome," he snapped, making reference to saving the man and his family from this spook. Then he turned and headed for his house.
"I just can't stand it," Danny groaned at his best friend, Tucker, as they walked down the halls of Casper High. "I mean, I go out there every time there's a ghost attack, stop the bad guys, and the town still hates my guts." As they walked, Danny Fenton spied a large, blown up poster of his alter ego, with a wanted sign with it.
WANTED, NUMBER ONE SPECTRAL ENEMY, INVISO-BILL, PLEASE CONTACT JACK AND MADDIE FENTON IF YOU HAVE ANY ENCOUNTERS WITH THIS VERY DANGEROUS GHOST.
"You see!" he snapped, tearing down the poster as quickly as he could, while Tucker watched his back. "Not only do they call me that ridiculous name, but my own father and mother hate me."
"Hey, come on man, look at the bright side," Tucker said. "They don't hate you; they just kinda hate Danny Phantom."
"Oh yeah, that's a real load off of my mind," Danny snorted sarcastically. The fourteen year old ran his fingers through his black hair and sighed. "Maybe it's time to just throw in the towel, stop being Phantom and let the town get on with its own life."
"Danny, you can't do that," another voice hissed from behind them. Danny felt two hands grasp his shoulder and edged him toward another part of the school, Tucker following on their heels.
"Why?" the teenage boy snapped.
"Even if you quit, there are too many enemies in the ghost zone who know your secret identity. You really think that if you step down they would too?" Sam Manson asked, staring at him intently. Sam completed Danny's inner circle, and was usually the voice of reason, of the three of them. What Danny would ever have done without her, he didn't know. Then again, she was kinda the reason he became Danny Phantom.
Danny smirked and leaned back against a locker. "It's worth a shot, right?" A swift kick to his left ankle made him screech and leap up and down. Many of their classmates stopped and looked at them, before moving on, leaving the "unpopular" kids to their own business. "What was that for?" he howled, hoping on one foot.
"For being a smart ass, that's what," Sam snapped. "Honestly Danny do you think quitting is even an option?"
"Short of losing my powers, yes," the teenage boy growled.
"Please, you couldn't an hour without going ghost if someone needed your help."
Danny clicked his tongue and turned away. "I so could to," he snapped. At that second, a puff of light blue white smoke floated from his mouth, and he heard Paulina, the most popular of popular girls squeal with horror. Instinctively, Danny rushed to the nearest empty room, "I'm going ghost," he said quickly. There was a flash of blue light, and when it was over, Danny Phantom flew through a nearby wall, pausing only a second to glare in disgust at Sam's smug face.
"Okay maybe I do, but this time doesn't count," he said, and flew off to the rescue.
In another world, in another universe, two deep purple eyes glared at the scene with intense interest. The Halfa smiled and shook his head. How had he fallen for such a cheap, high maintenance girl such as Paulina. He had seen this over and over, and each time, on each world it had always puzzled him.
"I suppose I need to rectify that world too," the Halfa said, narrowing his eyes, his voice thick with hatred. The figure took a step back and snarled. He stood back as black and purple rings floated around him, and when they were done the Halfa that had been known as Danny Fenton stood ready to conquer another dimension, to erase those who had betrayed him for the umpteenth time, and to make another universe in his image, for the billionth time. The evil Halfa cackled, blasted a whole in the trans-dimensional barrier, and flung himself forward into this new world.
Unseen by the wicked Halfa, a third one watched in the shadows and narrowed his eyes. His world had been one of the victims to the evil being that had just gone into a new world. Danny Fenton, sixteen years old, stepped forward, allowed his ghost energies to flow into his body, and transformed into Danny Phantom with flashes of gold and white, and tore off after his adversary.
Okay, I want to know what you all think so far, so number one, review, and number two I kinda have no idea what the evil Danny should say to transform into his alter-ego. I was going to have him say, "I'm going Poltergeist," but now that I have re-read this first chapter, that seems kind of dumb. So could anyone else give me an idea? Please!