Jan. 8, 2020: I edited the writing style for quality. No story elements were changed. To Newcomers, bear with me on the first few chapters. They're short and kinda slightly boring but once you get past them it's worth it.
Original A/N: Hello everyone! I am Ghost Artist, but you can call me Ghost. This is my first fanfic on this site, and its Danny Phantom related, so I can't promise it will be the best thing in the world, and I probably screwed up the little tiny bit of formatting, but lets see how it turns out!
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom. I only own the OCs.
Prologue
Ten years after Danny Phantom saved the entire earth, humans have found ways to stop the ghosts. They found out how to stop all the portals to the ghost world. The threat of ghosts was ultimately forgotten. The lack of ghosts meant that there was no need for a hero to save the earth. Danny Phantom was only mentioned in modern history books, forgotten everywhere else. He kept his powers, but never used them. He married Sam Manson, and they had a child. The world seemed to be back to normal.
Sam was holding her child for the first time. "She's beautiful," she said.
Danny was kneeling on the side of the hospital bed, stroking the crying baby's head. He felt the thin, soft hair. "Can I hold her?" He asked.
Sam carefully handed the baby to Danny. "I think we should name her Heather," she said.
"It's perfect," Danny said. He held Heather close to him. He felt a tiny chill go down his spine as he picked her up. He couldn't help but notice that a tiny patch of the baby's thin hair wasn't dark blonde; it was white.
Somewhere in the ghost zone...
"Sir, I'm noticing some fluctuations in the data." A ghost pulled out a paper from a printer.
A large ghost walked up to him. "Find out what it is. Take a research team to that location and report act to me."
The small ghost picked up a backpack and a sheathed sword. "Yes, sir."
Chapter One: Middle School
Heather just finished up brushing her black hair and looked at herself in the mirror. Her bright blue eyes seemed to glow with her excitement. She ran downstairs, grabbed her backpack and lunch, and was about to go out the door when her mother Sam snagged her by her white hoodie.
"Hugs!" Sam said to Heather. They hugged and Heather left for school.
Heather stopped at the corner to get her best friend, Alex.
Alex had roller skates on. Heather smiled. "Alex, there's no roller skating team at school!"
"I want to be impressive!" He said. "If you want to be popular, you've got to be cool." Alex did a spin trick on his skates. He had been roller skating for as long as Heather could remember, and he was a master at it. However, even the masters screw up. Alex got tripped up by a pebble and nearly fell.
Heather laughed. "Take those things off, the school won't allow it."
Alex shook his head. "Not until we actually get to school. Skating is more fun than walking."
After the walk, Alex put some normal shoes on. They stopped in front of the door of Amity Park Middle School.
Alex took a deep breath. "Welcome to seventh grade. It's a new school. Who are you gonna be?"
Heather tried to hide her white stripe of hair behind the rest of her black hair. It was a common ground for teasing. "I know I'm not gonna be skunk girl again. Let's go."
Ghost zone
"The fluctuations in the data have been the same for twelve years. At this point, I don't think we need to worry."
"You do need to worry!" The large ghost yelled, breathing fire out of his nose in anger. "Fluctuations are fluctuations. You can't just ignore this! The field scientists have no information on this. For all we know, what's happening is big, and it's not good!"
Suddenly, the graphing machine beeped. The small ghost looked at the data that was printed. "This is not good."
The large ghost growled. "Now you see what I mean."
1-8-20: To all those reading this, I hope you enjoyed! Feel free to review/follow/favorite/whatever!
Original A/N: I hope you liked the first part of the story! It's not good yet, I promise it will improve in later chapters! I will post the next few chapters soon, and then things should be getting better.
