Wow, 5 reviews, 9 favorites, and 21 follows already? Well, if you like it that much, I'm gonna try to update more frequently. I'd like to thank the reviewers as well. Serulium, Lovesbugsalot, SmokeyWolf13, and Tsukiyomi Sora. (I also had a guest reviewer, and I would like to thank them too.) Oh, and I forgot to put this in the last chapter.
DISCLAIMER: Danny Phantom is owned by Butch Hartman, not me. If I owned it, Phantom Planet would be nonexistent, and the show would still be running right now.
Danny was flying in the clear skies of Amity Park. There had been no ghost problems at all today, and for once, he had no homework. What better way to spend a bit of free time? It all felt amazing, the birds singing, the warm sun, and the roaring whisper of wind echoing in his ears. The breeze occasionally sent a chill through his thin HAZMAT suit, but it didn't bother him. In fact, ever since the incident with Undergrowth, he welcomed the cold, and it welcomed him. He could see Sam and Tucker below him. Oh shoot, Sam! He'd said that he'd take her to fly with him. He swooped back down. Sam opened her mouth, but said nothing. She started...beeping? Beep, beep, beep! Beep, beep, beep!
The halfa jolted awake. The alarm clock had made its way into his dreams. "Gah!" He slammed his hand on the snooze button, only to miss, hitting the bedside table. "And we're off to a great start, aren't we?" Danny muttered sarcastically to himself. He'd gotten more sleep than usual last night, since the ghosts hadn't attacked. Which, frankly, made him all the more nervous for today's events. Not even the box ghost had come out. The uncertainty of the entire situation churned in his stomach.
After getting dressed, he walked downstairs to find his parents obsessing over some gadget they'd made. "Danny-boy! You're awake! Look, we made a Fenton Temportal! It's like the bazooka, but," Jack leaned over, whispering in his son's ear. "It's big enough for people to go through. And fudge!" Jack smiled while he said fudge. "Honey, this is how we're going to the Ghost Zone for the field trip." Maddie explained. "Now hurry up and eat your breakfast, you wouldn't wanna be late on a day like this!" She ruffled his hair, receiving an agitated look.
After all the commotion at home, the halfa was eager to leave, even if it meant school. Whenever Jack and Maddie fought, even though it was usually over ridiculous things, it still wasn't very pretty. He stopped right where he was, as a cold chill traveled through the back of his neck, escaping through his mouth. One thought ran through his mind. Ghost. He ducked into an alley, and reached deep inside of himself for his ghost core, drawing it out with a flash of light. He felt the familiar transition as the rings flooded over him, as his raven-black hair became whiter than snow, and his baby blue eyes shifted to a radioactive green. His shirt and jeans were gone, and in their place was the black and white HAZMAT suit he'd come to love. For no longer was there Danny Fenton, but Phantom. Danny Phantom. Wasting no time, he thrust his booksack onto the cement, and flew up, only to be met by Skulker.
"Foolish ghost child, I will have your pelt hung on my wall!" Skulker said, almost as if he were hissing. "What color is your wall, anyways? I don't think I'd match." Phantom smirked. "Any pelt looks nice on the wall of the Ghost Zone's greatest hunter." Skulker shot back. "And by greatest, you mean only, right?" Phantom formed a ball of ectoplasmic energy in his gloved hands, and shot it at the ghost. Skulker dodged, and shot a net at him. The halfa dodged, but just barely. "I hope your suit's strong against the weather, because today's forecast is chilly." Phantom concentrated, and ice caked over the so-called hunter's weapon. "What a shame that this technology's heated up." Skulker retorted, smashing the ice with a ray from his shoulder.
Phantom, meanwhile, had snuck behind Skulker, who was wondering where his prey had gone. "Boo." As Skulker turned around, he was met with a roundhouse kick. "Nice seeing you." Phantom pulled out his thermos, sucking Skulker into it. He raced back to the ground, and drew out his human core, letting the rings wash over him once more, as his green eyes melted into light blue, his hair darkened to its natural pitch-black, and the HAZMAT suit became his T-shirt and jeans. As he realized he was about to be late, he made a mad dash to the schoolyard. 7:59. Just barely. As he walked in, the bell rang. Time for class. Or rather, the field trip that most likely involved pure chaos.
"Alright, does everyone understand how this works?" The woman in the teal suit asked the students, adjusting her goggles. "When Jack here opens up the Fenton Temportal, you'll all go in, one by one, single file. Jack will be the last one in, and he'll close the portal on the way out. Got that?" She was returned with the nod people gave when they weren't really listening. The class was still whispering among themselves. "I hope I get to meet the ghost boy. We'll fall in love, then he'll ask me out!" Paulina was obsessing over Phantom, as usual. Sam almost snorted. "Yeah, and I'm Beyonce." She replied, her voice dripping wet with sarcasm.
Danny and Tucker attempted (and failed miserably) to hold back a laugh. Dash just leaned over towards Danny. "Hey Fentoad, the second they're not watching you, you're paying for the D- on my science essay." The jock whispered in his ear. "Okay everyone, we're loading up the Fenton Temportal now!" Maddie announced, her voice quickly putting out the flickering arguments and discussions among the students. "BANZAIII!" Jack yelled, firing the portal at the wall. The students went in, some eagerly, some having to be pushed in. Mr. Lancer stepped inside as well, Maddie followed, and as Jack stepped in, he closed the portal from in the Ghost Zone. As the portal closed behind the orange-suited ghost hunter, a ghost dropped its invisibility, and whispered into its headset. "Sir, Phase One is complete. Execute Phase Two."