Author notes:

1)English is my second language. Forgive me for any mistake.

2)I don't own Danny Phantom.

3)I only own the plot for this AU and the eventual OCs

4)Thanks Truephan, Christopher Scott, writter-from-hell and aryaneagon4ever

Alphonse came by Plasmius abode a few days later after Wulf updated him with everything he had taught Daniel Plasmius so far. He also told him about the boy's strength for literature but his weakness for math.

The lycanthrope wore a silver attire, carried a bag and had a bored look on his face. Wulf, who was wearing green clothing, was there at his side. He was there to properly introduce Alphonse, so the staff that worked for the Plasmius would get familiarized with him.

They were greeted by a maid and just her. Alphonse raised an eyebrow at that. It was really weird that there was no guards or whatsoever nearby. It was custom to have at least some guards to protect the noble families.

The reasons why the Plasmius didn't hire bodyguards were quite simple. Nobody dared to touch any noble family in the ghost kingdom. The punishment for it was severe. Besides, the oldest of the Plasmius knew very well that their maids were more than enough to protect themselves. James Plasmius himself had seen his former nanny, Teresa, angry once. Let's just say that he never dared to disagree with her even in his adulthood.

After the maid had greeted Wulf, she politely asked looking at the other werewolf: "Forgive me for my curiosity, but is this fine sir going to be young master Daniel's new teacher, Professor Wulf?"

Alphonse looked at the black werewolf and raised an eyebrow: "Professor Wulf?"

Wulf scratched the back of his head and replied him: "You know that I'm not a teacher of the 'Lycan School' like you and that I'm not officially the leader of our people yet, but the staff here wouldn't call me by my name only even if I begged. They call me like that because I've been teaching Danny since he was four."

"I see…" the other werewolf replied at least being thankful that the staff in this abode knew the meaning of 'respect'. At least by his standards.

The maid guided both lycanthropes to the Plasmius's personal library. After both got into it, she said: "I'll call the Count. Please wait here" Then she closed the door.

It was that room where Wulf always gave Danny the private lessons. When they got into the library, Alphonse placed his bag on top of a desk, then he went to check the bookshelves himself and was quite surprised to see the several bookshelves filled with…well… actual books. The silver lycanthrope thought they would have fairy tails and such for the kid and that he would have to bring his own material from his home, but they had a pretty vast material. Math, History, Geography, language books name it and they had it.

He didn't know that the Plasmiuses weren't like most of the nobles who just kept books for their own entertainment. But he recognized that most of the books were written by the werewolves, because of the cover. Most of the books had three vertical slashes on the top right above of the title. The mark was made by the claws of the lycanthrope who wrote it as a sign of the degree of difficulty of the book. Three marks was the level given to the equivalent of high school teachings.

As the silver werewolf picked up some books, he saw one that made him frown deeply, but he placed it back to its original place. He picked up some books with just one and two marks and placed them over a study table. Wulf just looked at the other werewolf as he noticed that he picked up some literature books with two marks, while the others were just one mark.

But before Wulf could question him, Alphonse asked first: "Was it you that brought all these books? I find hard to believe that they bought so many books out of pure curiosity. Besides, I saw a book with five slashes, Wulf. This kind of book is forbidden to leave our hometown! It's impossible for them to go to a store and buy it."

Wulf frowned as he replied: "Look, I bought that book myself and I don't see a problem in sharing some of our knowledge to the other kinds of ghosts. I mean ,what's up with this stupid law that five-slashed books are forbidden to the eyes of any other kind of ghost!"

Alphonse crossed his arms as he replied: "Knowledge is power, dear friend. Only the werewolves know about the existence of books with five marks. We have been living by this rule since the beginning to protect ourselves! Most of the content of these books are about ghost biology. It was already bad enough that my father went public with some information that I…I mean…Pariah and many other ghosts got even more powerful because of that! And the only reason he wasn't punished for that was because he gained the king's favor!" He made a short pause. True that Alphonse wanted the fame for himself, but he intended to show it only to his kin, he wanted to make his kin strong enough to the point they wouldn't have to fear Pariah or even any Ghost king for that matter. He had lots of pride about being a werewolf.

Then the silver werewolf approached Wulf and pointed an accusatory finger at him "What if they discover a book about our biology? Do you have any idea of what Pariah would do to us if he ever put his hands on this kind of knowledge?"

Wulf's ears lowered a bit, but he defended himself ignoring the sudden pause made by Alphonse when he talked about "his father's" discovery: "Of course I wouldn't give them any book about it! Didn't you read the title of the book with five marks? It's about the constitution of the freaking dead trees! We shouldn't shut down all profound studies just for ourselves!"

"Oh, please! You clearly have been too much time interacting with these people. You're seriously putting them before your own kin!"

Wulf didn't like his tone one bit and he replied back: "Why are you being so hostile? If you didn't want to come, why did you even agree in helping me?"

But this time Alphonse didn't reply. He wasn't going to let his anger speak for him and ruin his façade. "Argh! Just make sure to not do anything stupid! I'm not going to help you if something bad happens from your doings." He told him with a calmer voice.

Wulf crossed his arms and told him seriously: "Honestly, I don't get you and your mood swings sometimes."

But Alphonse just rolled his eyes not in the mood to continue the argument. He decided to just change the subject: "So, when is this kid going to show up, anyway?"

Wulf clearly noticed the abrupt change in the subject. But if his friend didn't want to fight anymore, so he wasn't going to either. "I don't know, but he must be arriving pretty soon." But then Wulf decided to ask him something that was bothering him for a bit: "Why did you get a two-mark literature book, anyway?"

Alphonse raised an eyebrow and told him: "Didn't you say that the boy was good at this? So I intend to push him a little harder in this subject. I know he's just five, but starting soon with the more advanced classes will guarantee him a good score in the entrance exam at the 'Lycan School'."

"Don't push him too hard, you know. He's just a small child. But he's quite bright…I guess the two of you are going to get along." He said finishing his sentence with a small smile.

Alphonse just rolled his eyes again not really caring. He didn't like kids very much. In his eyes, kids lacked discipline and they spaced out a lot in his classes. Thankfully, for Alphonse he only had to come by at Plasmius abode three times a week, on Sunday, Wednesday and Fridays, and, of course, only after his classes at the Lycan School.

Then the door opened revealing Vlad carrying Danny in his arms. Vlad wore a white attire while Daniel wore a black one. The blue skinned ghost gave a good look at the silver unknown werewolf. But he shook his head trying to get rid of the suspiciousness even though his fatherly intincts instincts were telling him otherwise. After all, Wulf trusted him, so there was no need to be wary of him.

"Hi, Mister Wulf!" Danny greeted cheerfully.

The black lycanthrope smiled and replied: "It's good to see you again, Danny." Then he looked to Alphonse then back to Vlad: "This is Alphonse. He's good friend of mine and, with all honesty, is a very much better teacher than I am."

Alphonse didn't even bulge with the compliment, but he resisted the urge to frown, but seeing how 'cheerful' the kid was, he gave the best smile he could fake. In the silver lycanthrope's experience, so far, with kids, children with so much energy barely focused on their studies.

"Are you Daniel Plasmius?" Alphonse asked. It was obvious for him that the little boy was him, but he asked anyway out of pure politeness.

Danny nodded vigorously "Yes! You can call me Danny, Mister…" the kid wasn't able to finish his sentence. He had never seen that other werewolf before, but the boy assumed he was just as fun to be with as Wulf.

"You can call me Mister Alphonse, but I would rather if you refer to me as 'teacher'." But after a short pause he decided to humor the boy a bit just to at least please the kid's father who was still looking at him strangely. "How old are you?" he asked forcing a smile.

Danny proudly showed the palm of his right hand with his fingers stretched. "I'm this much!"

The silver werewolf forced another smile and told him: "Five years? You sure are a big boy. You must be really smart. Wulf told me so. If you keep up like this you might surpass everyone here."

Danny's grin went wider blushing a bit by the compliment. Vlad looked at the silver werewolf amused, while Wulf still was confused by the lycanthrope's weird mood swings.

The truth was that just because Alphonse didn't like kids very much, it didn't mean that he didn't know how to handle them. The silver lycanthrope spoke again: "Why don't you come over here? I have a few questions I would like you to answer before we start our classes. You only have to answer these today." Then he picked up from his bag some pieces of papers full of questions he had made.

"Okay…" Danny asked a bit unsure. He wondered why he had to make an exam right off the bat with his knew teacher.

Vlad placed his son on the floor and allowed him to go to the desk to answer the exam. The difficulty of most of the questions was from one-mark books, but he included some of two-marks to test if the boy was really as good as Wulf said he was.

Wulf immediately figured out Alphonse's intentions when he looked at the questions over Danny's shoulder, but he said nothing. He even agreed with that, because He started to see some logic in his friend's idea and he was sure that Danny could answer some of the most difficult problems in those papers.

The three adults waited as Danny finished the exam. But Vlad was curious about the new teacher with a low tone, because he didn't want to distract his son: "So, Professor Alphonse, Wulf told me that you teach at the Lycan School. What do you teach exactly?"

"I teach two subjects there: Math and Physics." Replied the silver werewolf with also a low tone picking up the reason why the blue skinned man was talking like that.

"I see…I remember that I used to hate those subjects." Vlad gave a small chuckle then continued: "My favorite subjects were the ones that involved the control of our powers."

Wulf grinned as he said: "I remember that. You always aced those subjects. You were the first of the students of your class who was able to teleport, wasn't it?"

"Yes. I hope Daniel will pass in the entrance exam. I heard it has become much harder, hasn't it?" Vlad asked the silver lycanthrope a bit worried.

"Yes, it has…The school board had to add a lot more information in the entrance exam because many things were discovered in the past years. It's only natural that the kids today must be pushed harder." Then he decided to reply something that Vladimir had said a few moments ago: "I don't know how good your son is with his powers, but there's no more practical exam to enter into the Lycan School. In another words, he has to learn things he might not like in order to pass. Brains over matter is always what I say. It won't matter if the boy can make a huge hole in the ground if he can't solve problems."

Vlad's eyebrows creased a bit at his commentary, but Wulf quickly calmed down his friend by whispering in his ear: "Don't mind that. He's always like this. But he's a very good teacher. Your son is in very good hands."

But Vlad's instincts told him to do something about that whole situation. The man didn't understand why, but he told himself that he was feeling like this just because Alphonse didn't know about Danny's secret. Wulf didn't have to tell the parent that he didn't tell anyone about Danny's half-ghost/half-human status, because he wouldn't dare reveal Danny's secret to anyone without Vlad's permission.

Vlad saw no problem that Danny was half-human and half-ghost and didn't like knowing that his own kin my turn against him just because of something so petty. But he had to concede that he still hated the man who ordered the death of his beloved.

But this was the problem. Because of the evil doings of a few humans, the entire race was hated as if everyone was guilty by something that just one person did. The only problem was Daniel's sudden transformations into human. Fortunately it could be easily handled giving a few days off to the boy when the time approached. It usually came exactly after every two months by now.

When Daniel finished he said a bit gloomy: "I'm done…but I couldn't answer everything…"

"It's alright. As long as you did your best. It was a pretty hard exam anyway." Alphonse said trying to cheer him up.

He took the papers from him and examined them. The boy had answered most of everything even some of the two-marks level of questions. But he really had some difficulty with math, but the result was quite impressive. "You did very well. I'm going to prepare lessons based on the result of this exam. Prepare yourself, because I'm going to push your weakness for math away from you."

"Thank you, teacher." he said a bit unsure.

Vlad smiled proudly at his son as he picked him up then he said to the silver werewolf: "So is that it for today?"

Alphonse nodded as he said: "Yes. Our classes are going to start on next Monday at 1 p.m. and they're going to last until 5 p.m.. And they are going to be on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. Is that okay with you? Well, Wulf has been doing the exact same thing."

"Yes, there's no problem with this schedule." Vlad said.

"Very well. Now I shall go back to my home now. I still have a few pending issues I would like to finish before I can make a proper schedule for young Daniel. I need to go home now."

"Are you sure you don't want to stay here for dinner?" Vlad offered him, but when he got a 'no' from the silver lycanthrope he sighed and continued: "Very well, I'll call someone to guide you to the door." Then he left the room and found a maid nearby and asked her to take Alphonse to the front door.

"I'm going with you, Alphonse" Wulf said.

But then the silver werewolf told him with a calm voice: "You don't have to do this. You can stay, really. It's just I have things to resolve at my home first. Stay here and have some fun. I'll see you later, okay?" Alphonse cleverly dismissed Wulf who ended up agreeing with him.

Then Alphonse got out of the room this time memorizing his way around that place, because the last thing he wanted was to get lost in that place.

While the werewolf was walking his way out of the Plasmius's abode, he glanced back at some paintings, but just one called his attention. It was of a woman who was completely different from all other people portrayed in the paintings. She didn't have a blue skin, she didn't glow and she looked…human.

The lycanthrope raised an eyebrow and muttered to himself: "What the…"

The kings of Amikeko Parko[1], Batalo Babordo[2] and Malnova Pordo[3] weren't aware of Pariah's incoming plan of invasion, but they were discussing its possibility. The King of Amikeco Parko was sixty years old while the other two kings were both twenty-eight, because of that King John couldn't help but to feel a little superior, because he was a firm believer that age brought wisdom automatically, so he always thought that his decisions were always the right ones.

"I have summoned both of you here to share the latest discovery made by Baron Jack Fenton." King Manson started. "He discovered a long lost flower known as 'Bloody Blossom'. It was said that no ghost can endure its smell or even the mere touch of it. It's like…a ghost repellent." He finished with a grin.

King Irongrip did his best to not scoff at his words. 'If it weren't for Maddie's betrayal, the Baron would have married her and it would be a discovery only for my kingdom. I hate to have to play nice to get protection for my own home!' he thought bitterly, but with a forced smile on the face.

"Is that so?" said King Baxter snapping King John out of his thoughts. "How is he so sure of it?"

"Well, Baron Jack Fenton made lots of experiments with these flowers and discovered that they had many traits similar to the ones of that weird green metal called Ectorranium. Besides, he told me that he kept the corpses of those three ghost birds to further experiments and they reacted really bad to the flowers. It was like their skin burned by the touch of the petals, so we can also assume that the smell is also very dangerous to the ghosts"

"How can you be so sure of it?" started King Irongrip incredulous. "I agreed in buying the Ectorranium because I knew it worked, but the smell of a mere plant is able to make the ghosts fly away in fear? How am I supposed to believe that?" he also resisted to the urge of accusing the man of making him buy those plants only to the purpose of give him money, but he knew that if he voiced it, there would be some serious problems between their kingdoms.

"Well, I trust what the Baron says, after all he's a very bright man who spites ghosts. I already ordered to give seeds of Bloody Blossoms to every house in my kingdom to protect the citizens. We're going to give the ghosts a red carpet of death if they try to invade my lands!" King Mason said with a dark smirk.

"Your idea is brilliant! We should also place these flowers on our walls and castles as well!" suggested King Baxter.

King Manson nodded as he said: "You're absolutely correct about this. Besides, according to the Baron the flower is edible for us, humans. But we should keep this information to ourselves, we don't want that the people end up eating their protection from the ghosts."

"Hmm. If this flower is like you're describing than it can be a better weapon than the Ectorranium metal!" said King Irongrip in realization.

"How?" asked the other two kings in union.

King John explained: "It's simple. We all now know that metals are scarce. We can end up depleting all sources of Ectorranium, but with this flower, which is a living being, we can have a permanent protection from the ghosts. Besides, if it's really edible, don't you think that a medicine could be made from it? I mean, if we or someone was to drink a potion made by Bloody Blossom's wouldn't it by itself give a human at least temporary immunity to ghost powers?"

"That's a very good idea, my good man. No wonder you're famous by your wisdom! I shall tell the Baron what you suggested and see if it's possible for him to do such a thing." Said King Manson with a grin excited by that idea. But then he decided to change subject a little and turned to King Baxter "Allow me to change subject of this meeting a little, but how is your son doing, King William? He must be about four or five years by now, isn't he?" asked King Thurston curious.

King William just smiled proudly as he answered: "He's just completed five years. Dash is going to be a fine king someday. He's really active and quite strong for someone of his age."

King Manson chuckled as he answered: "Then we should make him meet my daughter, Samantha. She's about the same age as he is."

King Irongrip just watched the scene with a bitter taste in his mouth. He already found horrible the fact that his son-in-law was most likely going to inherit his kingdom, but seeing him trying to persuade King Manson to marry each of their own kids was what he needed to confirm something he was already suspicious of: William Baxter wanted to conquer their kingdoms. He was doing it without the need of a war and the oldest of the three men in the room sighed not knowing how he could save his kingdom, because he was losing hope that his wife would give him another child. Besides, he would not let King William have his lands like that. He would rather destroy the man first than let him inherit them.

End of chapter 5

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translatin to English:

[1]Amity Park

[2]Battle Port

[3]Old Gate