Hello everyone. I am so sorry for the massive wait. Anyone still interested enough to be reading this has insane patience and I respect you so much.Thank you for staying with me. To make it up to you, I'm making a super long chapter. Enjoy

Chapter Six

Danny groaned, his arms folded behind his head on the pillow that was no more helpful than a rock. The Dragon Riders had lent him bedding that was set up in the stable, and it wasn't exactly comfortable. The past two days had been awful. If that word could even partially explain the misery of the fourty-eight hours. He'd been electrocuted, locked in a cage, escaped, slammed into the ground, was tackled to the ground, had his arms nearly torn from his sockets, and been put in a new cell from which he was rescued by his new friend.

Just your average day in the life of one Daniel Fenton.

Exhaustion hung over the young teen like a blanket of fog, but his mind was reeling too fast to let his gaze fade. His thoughts drifted back to a few hours previously when Danny had met Snotlout, the twins, and Fishlegs.

Ridiculous names, Danny thought, I thought Vlad's 'Little Badger' was bad. Oh boy.

His thoughts drifted back to the memories of meeting the Dragon Riders. He could not believe how startled he'd become because of a chicken. Utterly ridiculous.

Danny stretched out his shoulders, happy to finally be free of the ropes everyone seemed to love to wrap him up in. Every muscle ached, but his energy was coursing like a river. Having spent the last dozen or so hours passed out, he was itching to work out.

His excess energy was making him incredibly jumpy, so when two sets of nimble footsteps tried to sneak up on him, Danny twisted around and immediately took in the situation.One blonde with long hair had just launched what looked like her identical twin brother towards Danny in a quite powerful throw. Danny sidestepped easily and sent a light roud house kick at the passing teen as he slammed into the stable's wooden deck.

"Woah!" The girl had exclaimed in a rough voice, "That was insane!"

"Ruff, Tuff." Hiccup pointed to Danny. "This is who I told you about, the really wierd person."

The boy groaned and coughed from the ground. "Ugh! That felt... awesome!!! Usually, only Ruffnut can make me want to die that badly."

The Fenton blushed slightly and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, I'm sorry about that. Are you okay?" He extended a hand to the other teen.

The blonde boy eyed him with interest, "Yes! I shall recover!" He reached up and took Danny's hand.

Tuffnut was halfway to his feet, when a chicken popped up from behind his head and squaked. Danny went slack, confusion evident on his face as the other teen slipped from his fingers and slammed into the ground.

"Why is there a chicken on your head?" Danny asked, his voice betraying every ounce of confusion in his mind. "That's really wierd..."

A laugh came from the blonde warrior. (Astrid? Was that her name?)

"Wierd? Ruff and Tuff? Kid, you haven't seen anything yet." A stout kid with long black hair noted in an almost bored tone.

What the heck was wrong with these people? Chickens on people's heads was not supposed to be normal!

Danny rolled over, his now brown hair flopping into his eyes. The dye had been temporary, so he knew that it would eventually return to its natural raven color but it was still unnerving. Oh who was he kidding? This entire situation was unnerving! He'd been kidnapped! Twice, For Pete's sake!

Not to meantion the small fact that he was stuck in the EIGHTH MILLENNIUM!

The Dragon Riders were great and all, but Danny was desperate for a shower. He never realized exactly how mych he took them for granted. The fourteen year-old was definitely ready to kick one Vlad Masters into the stratosphere. A thoughtful frown had blossomed on his lips as Danny thought desperately for a way to return home.

Dragons were definitely awesome, but air conditioning was infinitely more so.

Jazz

Jazz's red convertible hurtled down the road. Pedestrians leaped out of the way of the teen's unforgiving path. Cries of 'hey!' and 'watch it, ya lunatic!' and the occasional 'YOU don't have the right-of-way!' followed after her, but the protests fell on deaf ears. Every fibre in Jazz's body was focused on one goal, and only one goal.

"Where the heck are you, little brother?" She muttered under her breath. "You have to be somewhere."

Wind whipped through the girl's hair as her eyes scanned the city for any sign of a recent battle. If Danny had been in a fight with a ghost it might explain his absence, but there was nothing. No char-marks, no remains of any nets, nor even inactive missles. Nothing.

Of course, there was another, more obvious answer to where her brother was, but Jazz was reluctant to think of it. If it was the answer, then she'd allowed it to happen. She didn't want to think about how oblivious she must have been to let her brother be kidnapped.

She remembered hearing someone come back into the house after Vlad left, but she now realized that she'd bever truly bothered to check that it was Danny. She hadn't thought about how sly her brother's nemesis was.

(Honestly though, what other teenager had to have that thought? How many other brothers had... nemesises? nemeses? nemenem?-no, definitely not that one- Whatever. You're getting off topic Jazz!)

It would be perfectly reasonable to assume that Vlad had tricked the other Fentons and kidnapped the young halfa, escaping while anyone capable of stopping him was left completely unawares. How easily could Jazz actually be fooled? She honestly hadn't even cobsidered the fact that Danny might not come back inside?

Stupid. She thought bitterly. Stupid!

She bit her lip, weighing her options before she made up her mind. She flipped open her cell phone, hitting the call button for her mother's contact, she put the speaker to her ear and waited.

"Jazz!" Her mother responded. "Have you found him?!"

"No." Jazz answered. "But I'm headed out of town to look. Can you guys cover the rest of Amity?"

"Oh sweetheart, please be careful." Maddie Fenton sighed. "But yes, we can handle it. Have you told Sam and Tucker yet? We could use the extra help."

"Not yet." Jazz admitted. "But I'll do that now. Bye Mom. We'll find him, I swear."

Vlad

The billionaire slash criminal mastermind Vlad Masters was having something akin to a panic attack. The man's breath was coming out in short, frantic, pants. His usual perfect posture was gone, replaced by a frustrated man slumped over a keyboard as his fingers flew over the letters. Sweat fell into his eyes as it dripped from his white hair that had become a frayed mess. A glass of water sat on the desk next to him, untouched. This was all completely unlike Vlad, but he didn't care. His Little Badger was gone!

Where was Daniel?!

In a sudden fit of frustration, Vlad threw the cup across the room. "Argh!" He shouted in unison with the crashing of the glass breaking.

Vlad bit his lip angrily, his hands running through his white locks. This caused the usually well kept hair to fall gently around his shoulders. As his breath left his chest, Vlad felt an almost unfamiliar emotion rise inside him. It was born in the pit of his stomach, and crawled up his spine, sinking its claws into his chest as it tore into his heart painfully. It took the man far too long to recognize the feeling.

Worry. He was worried.

A gutteral sound uncomfortably close to a sob slipped from his lips as he felt tears pooling in his eyes.

He was worried. Dreadfully so.

For all the time he knew the boy, he'd seen Daniel as a tool. An object to shape to his advantage.

Not once had Vlad considered even for an instant that he'd grown to care for the teen. Something, a parental instinct deep inside him, had started to feel pride for how Daniel was advancing in his powers, or how he stared down malicious foes every day, or even the witty banter the boy came up with day after day.

Vlad cared for his Little Badger much more than his insanity and obsession cared to let himself realize.

"Daniel." He whispered. "Where are you?"

Okay... I know, a little uncommon, and not exactly logical... At all. But I feel like Vlad deserves a second chance. Also!! I forgot to meantion.

This happens after D-stablized. And PP (Phantom Planet) won't happen.

I love the idea of Phantom Planet, and I like how it tied everything up in the end. But if Danny's secret is out, this story doesn't make sense.

!!! MORE STORY, DON'T LEAVE YET !!!!

Danny

An explosion rocked Danny. His feet kicked out on instinct and he was suddenly standing. The blanket that up until two seconds ago had been wrapped around him fell off his shoulders and his eyes narrowed. The dragons around him were also shocked awake by the blast.

Danny made to figure out what was going on, until he realized something. He was cold. Abnormally, uncomfortably, and incredibly cold. To most other people, this might be cause for alarm. But this revelation brought a massive smile to Danny's face.

"Finally!" He sighed, "I hate that thing so much!"

He cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders back his eyes closed as he took a deep breath.

He had his powers back.

Danny planted his feet and grinned at the air in front of him. "Goin' Ghost!"

The familiar glowing white rings formed around the teen's waist and split, traveling up and down his body. In an instant, Danny Phantom, ghost hero of Amity Park, had taken the place of Danny Fenton. Danny paused at the strangled yelps of surprise that sounded from the dragons. He grinned over at them.

"Bet you've never seen anything like that before." He eyed the cages that they were in. Sympathy running through him. "You guys want out of there?"

The four dragons shared glances of confusion. Then the blue and yellow, two-legged, and spikey dragon let out an almost affirmative squak.

Danny smiled. "Alright, let's go see who's making all that racket."

Hi Guys... I'm really sorry, I feel awful for vanishing.

Life got really confusing though and I completely lost interest in writing. Worst case of Writer's Block ever!

Anyway, I'm doing better. So we'll see what happens.