Chapter 2:
Casper High?
A/N: The site is being testy right now. It can't seem to find my story when you look for it, but when I ask it for a live preview, BADA BING BADA BOOM! And it's there…so I'm sorry if they finally fix it by the time I have this second chapter up and you get a reading overload…It ain't my fault…Has anyone taken a stab in the dark as to who I am in here yet? As I said before, a whole menagerie of new characters, so don't push your luck too far. Enjoy Capitulo Dos!
Danny was wide awake, but still in Elle's closet. "What is going on?" He was thinking he should have been in his own room now, not in his dream! "Unless it's not a dream…and this is all that ghost woman's fault!" He sat up as Elle came to the door.
"Hey Danny, I've got another backpack and some notebooks you could use for today. My brother has some…never mind, you're already dressed for school." Danny had forgotten that he fell asleep in his school clothes. "Use your ghost powers and knock at my front door. I'll invite you for breakfast." She placed her finger near her mouth to remind him to be quiet about it.
Danny found the backpack and books she had mentioned on her bed. "At least nothing looks girly…" The backpack was blue, and the notebooks were simple colors like green, red, and black. He found a note on top of the black notebook. 'Come up with a new last name before you knock, Dad may be slow, but both Mom and Josh are pretty smart. –Elle'
That's right; both of their last names were Fenton. "Umm…" Danny thought for a while before he came up with one he somewhat liked. "Jefferson, Danny Jefferson. That sounds ok…" He shouldered the backpack, "Going ghost!" he flew through the window, and landed softly on the ground in front of his, well, Elle's house. The op center was on top of the building, and the neon Fenton sign was there, but it still wasn't home. "I hope I can get back soon…" He rang the doorbell to find his Dad, actually Elle's Dad staring at him. "Hello Da- I mean Mr. Fenton! Might Elle still be here? I came to walk her to school." Elle's Dad stood there for a while.
"Yeah, sure. Elle! Who's this kid at the door?" Elle's voice came from the kitchen.
"Oh, that must be Danny, let him in Dad, he probably hasn't eaten yet." Elle's Dad stood aside, but followed Danny with an 'I'm watching you punk!' glare. It was weird for Danny to get that look from who looked like his Dad. "Danny! Come get some breakfast."
"Who's your friend Elle?" Elle's Mom was speaking now.
"Everybody; meet Danny. He's a new kid at school that Seth, Tina and I hang out with."
"Nice to meet you Danny..."
"Danny Jefferson." The name felt odd coming out of his mouth. "And it's nice to meet you Mr. and Mrs. Fenton." His eyes moved to the teenaged guy he had heard earlier. "And you must be Josh; Elle's told me some things about you." He looked like his sister Jazz, but his hair was spiky, and he wore a white shirt under an open plaid jacket, and baggy pants.
"Good things I hope."
"She told me you were pretty smart. Ooh, are those pancakes?" His stomach quickly changed the subject for him. He was so hungry.
"Yes dear, help yourself." Man how he wished he could hug Elle's Mother, she was an exact replica of his Mother! Elle's Dad still glared.
Soon both Danny and Elle had inhaled their Pancakes, and were out the door. "Sorry about Dad, he's been watching those soaps where this dude's daughter runs off with some guy."
"No, its ok, they just look exactly like my family…well, except for your brother, I've got a sister." Elle saw his face fall.
"Don't worry Danny; we'll get you back somehow. Seth will probably come up with an idea." Two people were walking towards them. "Speak of the devil." A boy with spiky black hair, a black shirt with blue trim, black tennis shoes, and baggy dark jeans walked up to them first.
"Hey Elle," He stared at Danny. "And hello Elle's twin!" The boy was still staring as a girl walked up to them. This girl had shoulder length black hair that curled out from her face, glasses, tight yellow elbow cut shirt, green miniskirt, and black flats.
"Elle…who is this and why does he look like you?" was the first thing that came out of her mouth.
"Hey Seth, Hey Tina, this is Danny Jefferson, my cousin," Elle pulled them in closer. "Who we'll tell you the real truth about later, got it?" They both gave an understanding nod. Danny was still staring at them…He couldn't believe it! He was looking at Sam and Tucker, but in a different universe! The four walked up to Casper High.
Elle stopped in her tracks. A boy in a football jacket was passing a football to a teammate. She got a dreamy look about her. "Peeeterrrr…" She sighed. Danny was thinking hard. "If that's Tucker and Sam, and she's me, then this guy must be…Paulina?"
"Come on Elle, you can gape at him later."
"Fine, deprive me of my one joy!" Elle was of course joking with Seth and lightly punched him on the shoulder. "Just kidding." They walked on to their first class.
DP
It was lunchtime and oddly enough, Danny had been able to find all of his classmates' counterparts, but he hadn't found Dash and his gang yet. Elle suggested that they go outside to eat by the trees. They had made it to the door when a blonde girl stopped Elle in her tracks. "You know what you're wearing isn't even in style Fenton." Elle gave her a good look-over before she spoke.
"Diva!" She smiled sweetly for a whole second before losing the act. "Are you trying to make me feel so self conscious I rip my clothes apart, or are you just filling the air with unneeded space?" The girl gave a menacing glare.
"Come on Kim." She pushed past Elle, butting her shoulder in the process.
"Bye!" Elle smiled and waved before turning around and scowling. "Man I hate her." Danny recognized them. "So that's Dash and Kwan…" Seth tried to calm her down, she was breathing flames. They set their trays down.
"What you're wearing is fine Elle." Seth patted her on the back. Danny took notice that she was wearing baggy khaki pants, and a light blue t-shirt that said 'I talk to myself because I'm the only competent one here.'
"Yeah Elle, it looks fine." He tried to reassure her as well.
"I know guys, I just hate her ok?" Elle grabbed their heads and pulled them in for a double noogie. "Thanks though." They sat down.
"Where's Tina?" If Danny knew Tucker, Tina was probably in the computer lab.
"In the computer lab downloading something." Seth poked his burger. "Aw man! They put meat in my tofu burger!" He pulled the meat patty out.
"I'll eat it Seth." Elle reached towards the patty, brushing Seth's hand in the process. They both blushed before she took it from him. "Man, do I really blush that much when Sam and I have that kind of moment?" Between bites, Elle spoke to Danny. "So Danny, could you tell us what happened before you fell here?"
Seth and Elle listened attentively as Danny told them about his nightmare, his normal school day with Tucker and Sam, and the ghost woman taking over him, sending him plummeting here. Seth paused for a while before speaking.
"So there I'm a Goth girl?"
"And I'm a Nerd boy?" Tina had entered sometime during Danny's story and no one had noticed.
"Hey Tina!" Elle made a spot for her.
"You know Danny, what you've explained sounds like a parallel universe." Tina's burger was inhaled in minutes.
"You're probably right Tina that explains a lot." Elle told the two of the 'name that ghost' game she had played with Danny.
"Wait, but he got Clockwork correct right?" Seth was thinking. "So maybe Clockwork has something to do with it!"
"Yeah, he seems to be the only ghost that's stayed the same. Maybe we should visit him in the Ghost Zone later." Elle was thinking hard as well. Suddenly, students started screaming. "Speaking of ghosts, you ready Danny?"
"Finally, some action." They both went behind the trees.
"Going ghost!" they yelled simultaneously as they changed. They flew into the air, speeding towards the source of the screaming. A blue mechanical woman with flaming green hair was terrorizing Peter, Diva, and Kim on the roof.
"Aren't I more of your hunting type Skulkeva?" Elle challenged her.
"Ah, the ultimate prize. I've been waiting for you," Skulkeva turned around. "Ghost…children?" Skulkeva rubbed her eyes. Sure enough, two ghost children. "What kind of trick is this Elle?" Skulkeva yelled.
"It's no trick, I just brought in reinforcements." Elle and Danny blasted her until she was rendered helpless against Elle's thermos. Elle grabbed Peter, and Danny grabbed Diva and Kim.
"You rock Elle Phantom…and your friend's kinda cute…" Diva was eyeing Danny.
"Danny Phantom at your service." Danny was enjoying himself. They were nearly to a safe spot on the ground.
"Uh, thanks Elle Phantom, I think you're like…cool and stuff…my names Peter." The boy who had been oblivious to Elle Fenton earlier was now falling all over Elle Phantom. Elle was trying her hardest to sound heroic instead of obsessed.
"No problem Peter." They were landed safely on the ground. Danny and Elle flew back to where they had left Seth and Tina.
DP
A hooded figure sat in a comfortable throne, twisting a black lock of hair around a sharp blue finger. "So Danny dear has met his double." She gazed with her red eyes into a sphere; projecting the image of Danny and Elle changing back and talking to Seth and Tina. She laughed in a deep evil tone. "Perfect," She smiled. "Danny darling, you know not what you do."
Her next string of laughs echoed through the enormous room. Bouncing off of the millions and millions of double sided mirrors she owned. She set the sphere down on a red cushion. The ghost woman walked to one of the double sided mirrors, it also showed Danny and Elle.
She spun the mirror until the opposite side faced her. It did not reflect her image, but it showed Sam and Tucker at Sam's, wondering where Danny could be. The ghost woman smiled and lowered her hood. "And as long as you two stay there, the Ghost Zones will soon be mine." She raised a finger, somehow making it sharper and sharper. She stabbed the image of Sam, cracking the glass. "Especially YOU Samantha, you stay RIGHT where you are." The ghost woman pulled her hood back over her head, and enveloped herself in a dark explosion, transporting herself to the next phase of action.
