Danny Phantom Halloween

Phantom of the Opera

"Jazz, take your brother and go," Maddie Fenton said to her daughter, as she passed a baby boy to the girl's hands.

"Maddie, they are coming!" Jack warned. Jazz was scared.

"Mom?" Jazz asked. Maddie hugged her daughter and kissed her son one last time as she pushed them out into the escape tunnel.

"Jazz, take good care of your brother at that school of yours," Maddie said as she shut the door. Jazz ran.

Seven years later.

"Ahhh!!!" Danny shouted, as pain went through his stomach. He didn't know that right at the vents, a slave boy heard the sound and was walking toward it. Tucker was scared at the cries that sounded of a boy his age but either way he walked toward the sound. He was walking down a set of stairs, pass a small moot with a bridge, and into a cavern underneath the opera theater. He saw a boy, in a white shirt, and black pants, black boots, and white hair on the floor. He ran to him.

"Do you need any help?" Tucker asked, as he turned the boy, only to start walking back. The boy he saw had green eyes, his face and cuts on one side, a long scar ran down the right area of the forehead to the cheek. Danny saw the slave boy and got up.

"What do you want?! Have you come to die?" Danny asked, his hands glowing green. Tucker didn't know what to do.

"I…I…I just wanted to help sir. Please, don't hurt me. I just ran away from my master and…," Tucker continued on and Danny felt bad for the boy. He let his anger go, his hands no longer glowing.

"Don't worry. I won't kill you," Danny said as he went to his bed, grabbed his music writing materials and started writing the opera again. Tucker went to see what Danny was doing.

"Sir, you write opera?" Tucker asked. "Do you know if I can help at the opera, hopefully work here?"

Danny faced the boy asking, "How old are you?"

"I am seven sir, name Tucker," Tucker said, as he puffed out his chest but then adding, "Slave since I was born, sir."

"Stop calling me sir. Those 'sirs' up there are the ones you say that to not to me," Danny told the boy, his green eyes glowing. His eyes calmed down and he told the boy, "I am seven too name Danny Fenton, but I rather be called Phantom."

"Are you a ghost si….Phantom?" Tucker asked. Danny nodded his head.

"Well Tucker we have to give you a last name to let you work up at the top with the rest," Danny said back, making Tucker smile.

"I have a last name, but my master that I ran away from told me that I was creature with no last name. Last name is Foley Phantom," Tucker Foley said and then he noticed a bunch of theater inventions on the table. He ran toward them and Danny floated right after his new friend. "Did you build these?"

"Yes, why?" Danny asked.

"I can make them better for you if you want. I can make mirrors two way doorways for you sir, so you can have access to everywhere. I can also make your eyes look normal, and soon I can make you look normal also sir, but only outside for others eyes," Tucker said happily. Danny was impressed.

"Well, then get to work and when my sister comes down from practice I will see if she can get you to work as staff on making the theater come to life with my music," Danny said as he went back to bed. From there he could hear Tuck start working. He smiled a bit. He then knew that even he had a heart.

Tucker had the two way mirrors going by the time Jazz came from practice.

"Daniel what are you…who is that?" Jazz ask when she Tucker.

"Don't call me Daniel, it is Phantom," Danny said back. "That there is Tucker Foley. Tuck that is my older sister Jazz. Jazz, Tuck needs a job." Danny got back writing his music.

"Nice to meet you ma'am," Tucker said, as he nodded his head toward her. He went back to work.

"Phantom, I need to talk to you," Jazz said to the boy on the bed. Danny sighed and went toward her.

"Danny, you have to stop going outside. I heard you killed somebody again," Jazz said angrily. "Mother and Father…"

"Mother and Father died because of those high and almighty bastards up there. They died because of me. I would revenge their death, even if they like it or NOT! They are dead Jazz I am going to do what I have to do," Danny said and then he pushed the music folder in Jazz's hands.

"Done already?" Jazz asked. Danny nodded his head and walked toward the piano. "Foley get your arse here and lets get you that job."

Tucker stopped working and went to Jazz.

"Tuck you are staying here with me since there are no more rooms," Danny told the boy, Tuck nodded his head and left. Danny started to play on the music. He turned on at the same time a monkey with cymbals. It was one of the things Jazz was able to save that his parents had given him.