When Worlds Collide
By
Futuramakid
DISCLAIMER: I own neither Danny Phantom and associated characters, nor Darkwing Duck and associated characters.
Danny ran down the street as fast as he could. For all he knew, she could already be dead! When he got there, he wasted no time. He went ghost and phased directly to her room. He was there just early enough to see the killer leave through a portal. Sam lay on the floor dead, a knife in her throat. A note was on the handle: Dear Danny Fenton: This is to show you that I'm serious. Darkwing Duck. He kneeled over her and kissed her. "You'll be avenged, Sam. And God help whomever gets in my way." Just after that, her parents walked in. All they saw him, still in ghost form kneeling over her. They called the police, assuming that Danny had murdered their daughter. "Why does it always have to be MY fault?" Danny thought. He flew off to tell Tucker the bad news.
Meanwhile in Saint Canard…
Darkwing stayed up late that night. He was worried for his little girl. He heard a noise from her room. He ran in. He saw a doppelganger Danny run through a portal. He jumped through as it closed. "Odd," he thought, "I've never seen this part of town." Little did he know that he was no longer in Saint Canard at all. He was in front of Danny's house in Amity Park. Danny was on his way back from Tucker's house. "You messed with the wrong ghost boy, foul fowl!" said Danny when he noticed Darkwing. "Big talk from a murderer!" Darkwing replied. Danny threw a punch. "I'm a murderer? You killed my gir- erm, best friend!" he countered. "Did not! You killed my daughter!" Darkwing fired his gas gun at Danny. He fell to the ground and reverted to human form. He stood up. "I think this may be a setup," Danny told Darkwing. "By who?" Darkwing asked. "Probably Skulker or Vlad, one," he replied, "They're the only people who hate me enough to murder my friends." "And someone from my universe was probably in on it too," Darkwing commented. "Truce?" asked Danny. "Truce," responded Darkwing, extending his hand. The two shook hands. "Now, let's disguise you before the National Inquirer sees you," Danny said, leading him inside.