Before I begin this, You have to understand that, at its core, this is a story of raging teenage hormones. This is an extreme AU. Danny has no ghost side... or does he?

Star-Crossed Lovers: The True Story of Romeo and Juliet

Chapter 1: Hatred

Let's get this version of history's best tragedy started!

"Two households. From ancient grudge break to new mutiny. From these two foes, a pair of star-crossed lovers take their life…"-quoted from "Romeo and Juliet" by William Shakespeare

Elliot and Brock were standing guard at the Manson Mansion keeping an eye out for any Fentons that might happen by. Brock was the head security guard for the Mansons. He had slicked back black hair, and a pair of gray eyes that were hidden beneath dark sunglasses. He wore a typical black suit, but in his holster, instead of a gun, was a small sword. Brock, like most in the Mansons and Fentons, liked to feel and know they killed their enemy… not that anyone had died of their constant fighting… yet.

Elliot was Brock's right-hand man. He had spiked hair that was died white and piercing green eyes. He wore gray sweat pants and a black tank top. He looked like he had just finished working out. In his holster was also a small sword like Brock's.

Kwan and Jazz were walking down the sidewalk on their way to the club to get to "The Montagues" premier gig. Unbeknownst to them, however, they had walked straight into Manson territory.

Kwan was carrying the guitar case for his bass guitar that not only hid a guitar, but also hid an assortment of butcher knives. He wore a white T-shirt with a red circle in the middle that said "The Montagues" in black cursive lettering, a pair of cargo-pant style blue jeans, and a pair of white sneakers.

Jazz was wearing a white T-shirt with a green vest over it, a green headband, capri-style blue jeans and black flats. She had driven her drum set to the club earlier. Oddly enough, she carried a sword, had trained with it, and called her sword "The Peacekeeper".

Brock and Elliot caught sight of Jazz and Kwan. Elliot drew his sword and spoke up first.

"Draw your tool! Here comes some Fentons!" He said as he calmly walked up to Kwan.

"Did you come to fight?"

"Fight? Nah. I serve as good a man as you. No better." Kwan said matter of factly.

This time Brock spoke up. "I serve a better man."

"You lying bitch!" Kwan screamed as he pulled a butcher knife from his guitar case.

"Draw if you're a man!"

Seeing this, Jazz pulled out her "peacekeeper" and ran towards the two about to fight. "Stop! You don't know what you're doing!"

Jazz got between them just in time. The sword and the knife clanged as they landed against hers.

"Why are you drawn against such heartless minds? Turn around Jasmine and face your doom." A voice said behind Jazz.

She turned around and saw a man in a black suit with shoulder length black hair, and fiery orange eyes clutching his sword. It was Tyson.

"All I'm doing is keeping the peace. Either help me keep the peace or be a heartless bastard." Jazz said in a pleading voice with a hint of rage.

Tyson pulled out his sword. "Your sword is out and you're talking about peace!? I hate that word… AS I HATE HELL, ALL FENTONS, AND YOU!" he screamed. "HAVE AT ME, COWARD!"

Tyson lunged at Jazz, who swiftly dodged it. Jazz blocked herself as Tyson swung his sword at her. Jazz made sure he realized who the better fighter was as she swiftly jumped and dodged. She didn't make any attacks against him but only defended herself. (A/N Keep in mind that in the original story, Benvolio, Jazz's character, was a guy, so in this case, he has every right to attack a girl.)

While they were fighting, a blood red 2008 Lexus IS350 sedan rolled up. A man with slicked back blonde hair climbed out of the back seat as a redheaded woman with a poofy 1950's hairstyle popped out. The blonde man wore a blue suit and the redheaded woman wore a poofy pink 1950's style dress. It was Lord Jeremy and Lady Pamela Manson.

"What's all this racket? Hand me my long sword Pam." Jeremy called

"Why do you need your sword?" Pamela asked as she handed him the sword.

"Fenton's here and he's got his blade." Jeremy stated pointing to Jack rushing out at him.

"YOU VILLAIN MANSON! LET ME GO MADDIE!" Jack called as Maddie tried to hold him back and keep him from fighting.

"You will not set one foot into this fight!" Maddie said sternly.

A sound cut through the fighting… police sirens. "EEEEEOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

An African-American man stepped out of the 2008 Dodge Charger SRT8 police cruiser (A/N yes they do exist. The police department here has a whole fleet of them). He was wearing a white button up shirt, light brown trousers, a plaid tie, and a long brown trenchcoat. It was Damon Grey.

He held up the mega-phone as he shouted, "Rebellious citizens, enemies of peace. Throw down your weapons!"

Everyone did as they were told.

"Manson and Fenton have disturbed the peace three times now! If you ever disturb our streets, YOU SHALL PAY THE PRICE OF THE PEACE WITH YOUR LIVES!"

Everyone picked up their weapons and put them away. Jack spoke first.

"Jazz, who started this? Were you there when it started?"

"The servants of Manson and the servants of Fenton were fighting when I came. I drew to part them and keep the peace. Then fiery Tyson came and ruined it." Jazz said glaring at Tyson, who flipped her off.

"Where's Danny? Have you seen him today? I'm glad he wasn't involved." Maddie said as they started walking away.

"I saw him and hour before dawn. I tried to confront him but he ran into the woods. He's been seen there a lot in the mornings." Jazz stated rubbing her chin.

Jack started listing what he knew Danny did these days. "He hides from the light, shuts his windows, and makes an artificial night."

"Dad, do you know why?" Jazz asked trying to get to the bottom of it.

"I don't and he won't tell me either. If we could learn why he's so depressed, maybe we could help."

Jazz suddenly spotted Danny in the park crying against a tree.

"There he is! I'll figure out why he's so depressed." Jazz said as she ran towards him.

"C'mon Maddie, Let's go." Jack said as they hooked arms and walked in another direction.