Specs: I'm finally updating fast :3

Jason: -facepalm-

Specs: I don't own Danny Phantom, OK. If I did, I would never create Jason.

Jason: WHAT? O_o

Jason saw before his eyes various equipments that seemed to have come from the future. Some of them hung about in the walls as if it had great value yet it was old and rusted and seemed almost completely useless. On a bulletin board were various ideas and brilliantly sketched inventions with a few mathematical equations here and there. On the desks were old books and scattered files that seem to be long forgotten. Jason approached the desk and used his hands to wipe of some of the dust that lay upon the books. Among the books that he spotted, there were several weird titles like A Ghosthunters' Guide to Spectral Entities, The Supernatural Signs: Understanding and Analyzing Them, Ectoplasm and It's Properties, etc. He scanned through some of the files and he spotted names like Skulker, Ember, Frostbite, Undergrowth and strange labels on containers like ectoranium, DNA samples and Ecto-Dejecto. He moved away from the desk, giving up on understanding the meaning of these absurd words. He continued to look around until his eyes landed on the most ridiculously large object at the end of the room

It was a huge cave-like structure made out of metal, nails and wires, and it was painted of the color yellow and black, the colors you would imagine if a stinging bee was nearby. It showed extremely visible signs of age. The paint was peeling off, rust was already visible on its walls and the red bulb on top was broken with the rest of its pieces nowhere to be found. He swore he could've seen a rat scampering by. It was a pitiful structure.

Jason approached it as he carefully tried to avoid the wires. He looked up at the great arc and stared at its inside. There was and on and off switch inside the very thing itself. No wonder why it was never open, Jason thought to himself, Who would be stupid enough to go inside this thing to press that button and risk being zapped?

He slowly walked away, realizing that he was inside this place for too long and afraid of being caught. Without paying attention to his surroundings, he tripped on some wires and fell backwards. As he tripped, the wires underneath a nearby cabinet caused it to be knocked over and fall to the direction Jason was. He watched it slowly tipped over and after realizing what was happening, he was able to dodge it in nick of time. He clutched his chest and breathed deeply as he saw the heavy cabinet on the floor. Now he's in trouble. Without a moment to spare, Jason tried to get up. He looked upon a floor and saw the most peculiar thing. It was a cube, white on all sides and on top of it was a round opening with a fragile-looking glass cover. It was glowing green on its inside and could probably be a night light. When Jason was near it, he felt calmer for some reason, and more complete, like he was missing something inside him for a long time and this very object filled that space.

Jason was about reach out and grab the thing but he hesitated for a while. It wasn't his, it belonged to this place. Besides, his birthday was this Friday and he didn't want to be grounded on that day. It would suck a lot if he missed his own birthday. He stared at the small cube. It wasn't significant but there was something about it. Closing his eyes, trying to forget about it, he ran to the staircase and tried to forget about the whole thing.

After a few moments he left, the small cube began to vibrate. It was rocking to its left, then to its right and finally, after it did a small twitch, it rose up into the air, hovering for a few seconds, then became invisible and began homing into a specific person. As the cube flew, a piece of paper remained on the floor. I small yellow sticky note saying: For Jason, once responsible enough.

The cube flew around the house, looking for what seemed to be its master. It flew around the house and it stopped dead before the bedroom door. Jason was there, reading his homework as he hang upside-down on his bed with headphones sticking to his ears. He had that bored look on his eyes but widen as he felt something. He sat down on his bed immediately and looked around to find nothing. He merely shrugged and went back to reading. The small cube was unseen as it looked for a place to land. It finally decided to go into the empty drawer, as if believing nothing will find it there, before the great occasion.

Three days later…

Jason and Toni were walking down the street casually. Jason looked at Toni and smiled as he said, "Tomorrow's my birthday."

Toni, being who she is, stared at him and said in her monotonic voice, "Well that's the first time I've seen you smile since you got here."

Jason merely shrugged. "It's the big fourteen. Why wouldn't I be happy? My dad says this is where it all began for him. I just feel something will just come right out of nowhere."

"Well, I'm glad for you," she said without much enthusiasm as she always did.

They stopped in front of Fenton Works as Toni said, "I won't be visiting them today. There's more homework than usual. Tell them I said hi."

With a spin of her heels, she was off to her home. Jason just smirked to himself. Toni is weird but she's sweet and kind. He entered his own home only to be attacked by his grandfather. When I mean attacked, I mean the ultimate bear hug that can suffocate you to death if you're not used to this great man's gesture.

"Jason, you're about to be fourteen!" Jack said cheerfully. "Oh, I just can't wait to see you blow those candles."

"But I don't want cakes on my *gasp* birthday," he said as he suffocated.

"Boy, what a night your dad has in store!"

"Dad that's enough," Danny said as he entered the room and smiled at the sight. Jack let go and Jason desperately gasped for breath.

"I'll give Jason 'the talk'," Danny said warily. Jack nodded his head and left as Jason widened his eyes in fear.

"Not that kind of talk son," Danny said as he laughed.

"Oh."

"Come, sit here," Danny said as he offered a seat in the sofa. Jason nodded and collapsed right next to his dad.

"So, what kind of talk is this," Jason said as he leaned casually against the comfortable seat.

"Being fourteen, it's really, really big responsibility, even for me," Danny began, "There is something that I want you to have, something greater than what you really expect. I'm not really sure if you're prepared. Your mom is really worried about it. Are you responsible enough to take it?"

Jason just stared at his dad. He didn't understand what he was trying to say, as if he's avoiding a specific word.

Jason shrugged and merely said, "I don't know with you. I'm sure I can handle whatever your saying I guess."

Danny looked at him. "Once you accept, there is no turning back. I was never given the chance to choose. Not one second to think about it twice. Are you ready for it?"

Jason gazed at his feet. His heart suddenly dropped what seemed like from a skyscraper. His dad was making him extremely uncomfortable. A part of him wanted to scream no, the other half willing enough to see what his dad means. Jason wasn't sure about what he was supposed to say, trying to find the right words for the question. It's just a simple question, but why is he having a hard time searching for the answer in his head. He then he finally said, "I'm ready. I'm not a kid anymore dad, I can handle it."

Danny nodded his head. "That's your choice then." He stood up and said, "Discussion over," and went upstairs.

Jason just watched him climb the stairs and looked at him with wonder. What was that all about? It was so melodramatic that Jason suddenly facepalm himself for all the stupid nervousness. I'll find out what he's trying to say tomorrow, he thought.

A few minutes before midnight…

Jason lay wide awake in his bed. The words of his dad were playing with his mind. What was he supposed to be ready for? He twisted to his right as he tried to get comfortable in his blanket. What great responsibility?He kicked his blanket away. What was he trying to say?He sat down on his bed and rubbed his eyes from frustration. None of the words were making sense. He just wanted to sleep but he wanted to run to his dad that very second and yell at him for giving him insomnia. He couldn't take anymore of the thinking. He stood up from his bed and kicked against the drawer as hard as he can to remove all the frustration he was feeling. Big mistake…

As he kicked it, the drawer became slightly ajar and something was glowing from within it. Jason looked upon it curiously and slowly opened it to see what was inside. The cube from the mysterious room was there, brighter than before and if closely looked upon, small sparks seemed fly from it. Jason stared at it in shock. He left it down at the basement. How could it come up there on its own? Jason was planning many ways to return it as he picked up the small box.

Zap!

Jason withdrew his hand quickly as he stared upon his wrist in fear with his eyes wide in fear. Around it was a strange aura-like string, glowing of the sickly pale green. He wanted to pull himself free but when he tried to hold on to it, his free hand would feel a sudden shock of electrical power coursing through. He tried to removeit in his second attempt but another string shot out of the box, causing him to stand up in panic. Jason looked like a poor animal stuck in an inescapable trap as he felt the burning pain spreading out through his body. He struggled to break himself free of the aura but to no resolve. He collapsed onto the ground, his breathing became heavier with each passing second the longer he was trapped.

That wasn't the worst of it. He eyed his drawer and saw th cube was slowly melting away. As it did, a small yet extremely bright power source rose slowly from the contents of its prison. It was intoxicating to stare at but it seemed extremely dangerous for something so small. H struggled to get far away from it. It was pointless.

Before he can even blink, the object flew directly to his chest. He could feel a sudden burst of energy spreading within and it began to wildly race throughout his systems until the very tip of his fingers. He screamed and kicked as the searing pain increased. Unknown to him, his eyes were glowing bright from the power and his clothes were changing. The aura around his wrists grew paler and became solidified as it kept on feeding him every bit of energy.

He couldn't bear the pain, it was too great. His vision slowly blurred and somewhere in his head, he could hear voices. At first it didn't make any sense, then it suddenly cleared.

He's so adorable, I'll name him…

I'm sorry Mr. and Mrs. Fenton but there is something I have to tell you about…

Jazz, he can't handle it yet. We need to take it…

He's uncontrollable, Clockwork…

It's my fault…

Please, Florida is safest, not…

There is only one way you can do this…

It's finished! We can do it by…

We'll give it to him when he's ready…

"STOP IT!"

Jason clutched onto his head. He didn't understand anything at all. He just wanted it to stop. He couldn't see it clearly but there was a bright flash of light that appeared out of nowhere. After it disappeared, he felt his body aching all over and he dripped with sweat.

Everything happened in a flash. He didn't know what to make of it. It felt so unrealistic that he believed all of this was a dream. He closed his eyes, weariness finally taking over and slept peacefully on the ground. What he didn't know is that it was midnight; he didn't know that he just turned fourteen.

Specs: Well, that's all folks. In the portal part, which one of you thought he was going to step inside it? Tell me, I know you thought about it for a minute or two :3. And the the italics part will be explained in a chapter about... 20 or 15 chapters from this one.

Jason: T_T

Specs: Ok, about this fanfic, there will be deaths and some stuff so tell me when it's supposed to be M or to kiddie it's supposed to be K+. 'Til next time :D