-1Disclaimer: This is the last disclaimer I will be writing(see my profile) I DO NOT OWN ANY THING! Butch Hartman owns Danny Phantom.
However in the case that someone wants to use any of my oc's in their own fics they can. I do not mind that. Heck you don't even need to ask my permission to use any of my oc's what so ever however if I find this story on another site I will know. I do monitor the other sites such as Butch Hartman's forum, and (I know this might sound strange but they do exchange summaries) thank my 4 Reviewers:
SquirrelGirl13. Yes I did add some to it.
Esme Kali Phantom. I am glad that you enjoy the story so far but read the summary. Yes this is going to be a serious fic and it is going to hopefully be very interesting. I try to edit everything I put on the web. Even in chat rooms. No really, I get comments from people about my spelling and grammar.
TG3RD. I hope that you stay interested and I hope that what happens next is a total plot twist. Sorry about the name being wrong but my computer is stubborn.
Phantomshadowdragon. Sorry but there is no picture of either Matt or Andrew. If you want to draw one go ahead I won't stop you. I know this may make me sound stupid but I have no clue as to what the 2nd half of the reply means.
So on to the chapter
Ever since the raider instance Matt had called himself in his ghost-form Grim. Andrew strangely enough went by the Latin derivation of fire following his ghost-form's appearance, Pyro.
The last thing that either Matt or Andrew remember on earth was the deep voice saying good-bye then a large green blast. After that they were both in the Realm of the Dead.
The only way Matt recognized the place was the swirling slightly faded greens of the sky. Beside him was Andrew or Pyro as he preferred to be called while in his Ghost-form laid unconscious in his simple flaming glory. Yet as Grim looked closer at his lifetime friend he noticed that the flames of his body were tipped with very dark blue so that if you only gave it a glance it would seem as if it were black. He reasoned that if Pyro had changed so had he, but when he looked at himself he could not find any difference except that his usually white aura was now as red as his eyes.
Many of the other ghosts that Grim had talked to in life had said things about remembering their last moments alive but said nothing about their life. This seemed strange to him as he could remember his entire life, Grim dismissed this as being a halfa. A term that was just beginning to be used commonly in the Realm of the Dead for what Pyro and Grim were in life. As he thought this he realized that if he had been knocked unconscious that he would be in his human form not his ghost form. So he accepted that he was dead and there was nothing that he could do about the fact. The only reason for accepting his fate is the knowledge that Sarah as well as his mother were burned at the stake for supposed witchery.
Beside himself was Pyro finally shifting awake only to have a panic attack. He started screaming at the top of his lungs and just as usual the flames of his body spiraled upward in another spectacular show of green light now tipped with a blue fringe. Finally Pyro contained himself enough to figure out and accept the fact that he was now dead.
From afar a group of ghosts known as The Prophets were watching. They had wanted Grim to join them for the many years that he had had his powers. They knew of what his true potential in power was ever since his creation and his known skill in magic only made them want him on their side even more. To be his teachers would be the greatest honor that they could possibly imagine.
A/N. Yes I am aware that this is a short chapter but it worked. If I had gone on, it would have been ridiculously long. The summary gives away a lot about the story if you read it thoroughly. One review on this chapter and I start typing the next one so,Please Review.
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