I don't usually like Dani fics because they usually have Dani becoming more powerful than/ just as powerful as Danny (which I don't find plausible). I hope you enjoy this part of my version, though ;)

Fenton's got enough problems in his life without having to deal with the torture I'd put him through. I sure hope Butch Hartman gets some inspiration to continue, though!

Danny phased invisibly through the bathroom wall, narrowly missing a sighting from Dash.

The hallways were eerily empty. The shrill, piercing sounds of the ghost alarm echoed intermittently throughout the school. He found the ghost just outside the bathroom door, which he could now see little freshman poking their heads out of. They'd most likely been forced to wait their turn to get in the bathroom, and they were most likely about to get pushed out of the way for the upperclassmen jocks to see the action. Danny grinned as he recognized Amorpho's signature hat tip… even if there was no hat to actually tip. For once in his two years of hunting, a friendly, known face was coming to him. He frowned at the face he was currently expressing, though. Dash's blond hair clashed with the red eyes boring into the hybrid.

"Something wrong, Amorpho?" Danny asked hesitantly.

The ghost switched to his faceless form, eyeing Danny in pity, though the hybrid couldn't tell from the emotionless eyes. "It is your… friend, Danielle," he reported quietly, though it still carried across the empty, silent halls.

Phantom's face grew pale. "What happened?" he asked as his eyes hardened in fierce determination and the desire to protect the ones he loved.

"She has contracted a rare condition among ghosts, though it seems to be very common to you humans."

"What is it, Amorpho?" Danny asked in a steely, impatient voice.

"It is called depression."

Danny nearly smacked his forehead. "You had me worried she was going to die! Gosh, Amorpho, you didn't have to sound like she had some rare ghost disease or something."

"Among ghosts, Daniel, depression is a very deadly disease. It causes the bearer to wish they didn't exist, which leads to an early fading process. I do not know how it will affect Danielle."

Danny sobered instantly, "I'll go get Jazz. School's out because of the 'attack' either way."

At this point, I can't believe I'm entering this shallow… kid's mind again…

Dash made it through the gaggle of freshman easy enough. All he had to do was shout "Move!" and the entire crowd parted for him, the jocks, and the upperclassmen.

They watched the confrontation between the ghosts with rapt attention, hoping to get a piece of the action. Instead, Phantom and the faceless ghost talked. Phantom all of a sudden looked really worried, which didn't bode well for the humans below. He left with the ghost after they seemed to finish the conversation.

Dash was the first to leave the bathroom, as he was the only one brave enough. That is, he was the first to push a geek out in front of him. When they all realized the coast was clear, the bathrooms emptied.

Manson, the Goth freak (A/N: Realize these are Dash's thoughts, not mine), immediately screamed, "No school!" She ran through the front doors of the school, dragging a reluctant Tucker.

"I left my PDA!"

"What he, what he don't know is how hard it is to make it look so easy!" –Natasha Bedingfield ("Easy")

Danny cautiously made his way through the frozen wasteland that Frostbite was keeping Dani captive on. Danny had been highly touched to discover that his closest allies in the Ghost Zone had been caring for his cousin. The cousin in question, however, wasn't too happy to see him.

"I bet you brought your shrink of a sister, too, didn't you? I don't need fixing! I'm perfectly fine!" she shouted as she glowered at the fifteen-year-old.

He took a half-step back, but then a sudden epiphany hit him. Dani was, in essence, based off of what Vlad had known about Danny at the time. However he would react to a situation like this, she would, too. He walked forward, keeping careful to stay out of the twelve-year-old's range of fire. Not that she would ever be able to find it in her hero-complex to hurt him… too badly.

"Of course you don't need fixing," Danny said complacently, pulling a chair around so that he could cross his arms over the backrest. He waved Jazz away, realizing that it would only upset the depressed clone further. "I'm just here for you to vent to." Dani, who had been watching his movements calculatingly, glared openly at the boy she hadn't seen since he'd stabilized her.

"You don't know anything about me, Danny. You have no idea what's been going on in my life, and I-"

"I want to know you, Dani," he said softly, his eyes sincere and pleading. "We haven't seen each other in a little less than a year. Can't I want to get to know the only other person like me in the world?"

Dani opened her mouth… then closed it again with a heavy sigh, "You're right," she said, desperately fighting to keep the tears from her eyes. She chuckled softly as she replied, "Guess Vlad was never actually like you, huh?"

"Vlad was never like us, Dani," he said firmly, keeping his voice gentle. "We never were, and we never will be, the same person. We just like the same things."

She gave a derisive laugh, "Of course, you'd say that. I'm completely like you, Danny. I'm your clone, and that's all I'll ever be; the carbon copy of my older cousin."

"You're not, you know." She looked up in surprise as Jazz glided into the room. Danny, knowing he wouldn't be able to explain the scientific bit of this discussion, had given her the okay to join. "From what Danny told me, Vlad never got a hold of Danny's DNA. You were based off of Danny's personality and abilities, but you only got what Vlad knew. You are most definitely your own person. You just have an unusual family." She smiled lightly and gave Frostbite a sideways glance.

Instead of the relief Danny had expected, Dani's shoulders sagged. "So I'll never get my ghostly wail?"

Danny couldn't help it. He laughed. "Dani, that wail is completely awful. Do you know how scary it is to think that one nightmare could be the destruction of your house and all the family within it? Have you ever thought that maybe ripping all that power from your vocal chords might hurt? Plus, I can't even use it all that often. Damage control, you know?"

Dani whistled. "Okay maybe not that one, but what about ice powers?"

"I'm not sure if Vlad knew about my ice powers yet, but I'm willing to bet you've got an ice core. I'm sure Frostbite will be happy to teach you." An audible groan came from the hallway, causing the teens to laugh. "Plus, you'll probably get to duplicate before I do. Now that's something I wouldn't mind."

The preteen grinned, but it didn't last long. "Danny," she said, letting out a small puff of air, "There's something I need to tell you."

"What is it?"

"I'm not aging."

Another weak cliffy. Guess I'm just not good at those *shrugs shoulders*

Interesting Fact: "Amorpho" comes from the word "amorphous," meaning "without shape." I learned that from spell check.

I've got a new idea for a story (stupid plot bunnies that I really love) It's a really twisted crossover between "Beauty and the Beast," "The Little Mermaid," and DP. DO NOT LET ME START IT UNTIL ALL MY STORIES ARE COMPLETE!

Please review! This is where I start to need suggestions! I'm thinking about starting that thing where authors demand a certain amount of reviews for a post, but since this is leisure writing, I won't. I'll just tell you my goals: five reviews for each chapter (excluding the prologue) I was a little disappointed with the 'just under twenty' because it hurt the goal. Anyways… Have a wonderful day! (I'm hoping that works better for you than it does me… ;))