I like this chapter :P It's still setting up the story so please don't kill me xD
This chapter is dedicated to funnel cakes- whichI havehad too many of and now am sick DX

Chapter two:

He heard something slam somewhere in the distance......

Was it a door in the ghost zone?...

No…

It was different…

But it was almost welcome…

It was a nice reprieve...he felt no danger...

"AAH!" He yelled as he hit his head and fell on the floor. "What the?" the man muttered, rubbing where he hit with his hand. He looked up from where he was sitting and managed to fumble around until he was on his feet. He rubbed his head softly and gazed around the quaint little bedroom, reviewing every object. The bed's covers were messed up and trailed onto the ground and the night stand, which apparently, was what he hit his head on. In front of the bed, a TV was situated on a dresser with weights next to it. Definitely not the ghost zone. The ruin he left was unmistakable, and after a ten year rampage, he couldn't think of how he could miss anywhere, but then again, the ghost zone was indeed, infinite. He couldn't even remember ever coming to the HUMAN world, but honestly, he couldn't remember much at all. After the pain started to vanish, he brought his hand down at just stared at it. Not that being in more pain than he had been in since he defeated the ghost king the first time and waking up in someone else's bed was bad enough, his ungloved hand was tan...he kept staring at it until a woman walked in. He remembered seeing her somewhere before, but his brain was too groggy to match her face to watch she was doing and when. Her violet eyes shined as she took her hair out of a ponytail and sat on the bed. A few bruises on her face took away from her overall beauty, but she was still pretty by human standards.

Her eyes widened at the sight of him. "Oh, you're awake!" she said. "You're looking a lot better than you did yesterday! You took a real beating, are you feeling all right?"

Her voice sounded innocent in the way she talked, but he couldn't help to frown at the word 'beating'.

She dropped her smile when she saw his expression. "Um...I'm Elizabeth. May I ask you your name?"

He sighed and sat down. It truly was the human world, and he somehow managed to get stuck with a crazy woman who he could tell would not leave him alone easily.
"Not that it really matters what you call me, but I'm 'Dan'. I don't like to keep track of useless information, but if you really want to know, I'm 24."

Elizabeth's eyes lit up. "Ah! I just KNEW! You were in your twenties!"

Dan's face remained sour. "And I just knew you had the intelligence of a Kindergardener." he responded.

Dan's comment caught Elizabetha by suprise, especially the fact that a 'crippled' man had enough energy to mouth off at her with such ease. "I'm 24...too.." she spoke quietly and blushed. "Well, since you're apparently...active...would you like to run some errands with me, and get some lunch? I have an appointment and it gets awfully boring around here."

Dan stared at his tan skin for a minute, and growled. After a half of a minute of thinking, he decided that he needed to figure out some things before his cockiness took control and he did began to fight something that wouldn't result in a "happily ever after". Well, not for him at least, but for others.
"It's too stuffy in here. Where's the bathroom?"

She blinked at Dan and pointed.
"Uh...down the hall..."

"I'll be ready to leave in a minute. I have no intention of staying here."
Dan left for the bathroom and kicked a stuffed animal into the wall, leaving Elizabeta speechless. With his attitude, she had not even guessed that he would ever go with her. But somehow she managed to let the thought drift away as she sighed and closed her eyes. "His face was sweet." she thought. "But his eyes were filled with loneliness and pain." Not knowing why his face and personality didn't match, she stood in the doorway to the room.
"I know those eyes...all too much..."

Dan gazed into the bathroom's mirror, and into his own blue eyes. He guessed when he saw his skin color and the woman's normal expression that he was human. He never liked being wrong, but this was one of those times he wish he wasn't. Disgustingly, he admitted to himself about knowing all too much about the human world and what it was like to be 'alive'.

The long mirror reflected the one thing that pushed his emotionlessness to the limit the most. He was wearing black and white converse, black pants, and a white jacket. He unzipped his jacket to find he was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt with his unmistakable DP logo on it, which he sometimes despised because it reminded him of his 'weaker existence'.

His hair was wild as it always was. It was naturally pushed back and it stuck up at the end, as human as his flaming hair could be. But...it was black...Although it disturbed his being to no end, he didn't dwindle on his hair. He put his finger in his mouth and bit. His fangs were gone...and he wasn't bleeding ectoplasm...it was red...

***Clockworks lair***

"Clockwork! We told you-" Both Observants joined in.

"-To 'do away with phantom'. Yes. I remember" He interrupted.

"You gave a human a powerful ancient ghost weapon!" The first Observant said.

"What if she finds out it's full power, and takes over the planet?!" As if they were telekinetic, the second Observant began where the first on left off.

"What if PHANTOM gets a hold of it?!"

The ridicule of his work has always been an irritable thing for Clockwork. He never failed a job that the Observants have given, but it still seemed that they never have believed in him. "Everything is fine. It'll work out. Yes, I gave a human a weapon of that magnitude. But I can assure you, she won't figure it out, and Phantom won't get a hold of it."

"How can you be so sure?" Both Observants asked in unison.

"I can oversee time and space." Clockwork replied. "Although Dan has been somewhat difficult to oversee from time to time, I can see enough. I am confident that I can get rid of 'Phantom' by not destroying him."

"You're telling us that you can make Dan Phantom surrender his dominating place in the ghost zone and human world by choice."

"He's heartless!"

"It's impossible!"

"There's no way he could make that choice on his own!"

"NO!" The Observants yelled at the same time.

"Yes. There is no rule against it. She will change him."

"And you expect a human to be able to penetrate his emotional barricade?"

"You're upsetting the balance Clockwork!"

"She's a human!"

"He's a ghost!"

"I'm not going to stand here and have you ridicule my decision. If you do not wish to have me oversee the future of Phantom, fine. I could give that responsibility back to you. But at the urgency you had when you came to me about him, it seems you can't chance having me withdraw."

The Observants disappeared is a whisp of smoke as Clockwork turned into his old man form and went back to work.

****Human World****

After about a half of an hour of walking, Dan shoved his hands into his pocket and slouched.
"Do you honestly need another pedicure?" He grumbled.

"Hey, come on! I bought you lunch!"

"I didn't eat."

Elizabetha looked at Dan's sour face as they walked.
"I still had to pay for you though."

"In what way?"

"Remember that guy at the restaurant?"

Dan kept walking.

"The one you hit with a statue?!"

Dan looked over to her and smiled, with a look that said, "That poor sap? I hit him good, didn't I?" Which was probably what he was thinking.

"My, BOSS?!"

"I didn't know he was your boss."

"Not that it makes any difference, but, you don't hit random people!"

"I told you, it was an accident."

Elizabeth looked at Dan talk with a smile on his face, not ashamed at all that he hit her boss in the back of the head with a statue and spilled fruit punch on his white suit.

Almost as if he was trained to hear certain words, he had zoned in on the one person in the busy restaurant who called Phantom 'A heap of Ghost Zone scum'. He had a bad reputation and hardly minded when they talked about him in fear, but he didn't want to let an INSULT to his name slip by. Dan smiled coolly and looked forward. Not that those idiots could actually DO anything about it.

"Sometimes I feel like you're hiding something from me..." She whispered, looking at Dan from the corner of her eye.

"Well that's for me to know, and for you to never find out."

He gave her a gentle smirk as she rolled her eyes and walked away.

"Hey! You're gonna leave-"

"Relax. I'm just going to pick up a package. Try not to kill anyone until I get back."

Dan found a bench and plopped himself on, taking up the entire space and looked up at the sky, at the blue-ish ghost shield that blocked the town from the horrors that was now within it.

R&R Please! Or Dark Danny will get hit by a car! Wait...that's a pretty good idea! xD