R for Reversed a.k.a. Evanescence, Part I

This story is an exception, you may not adopt it... I'll finish it someday.

Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom. (Though it is one of my goals)

THUD! Danny dumped his schoolbag on his chair. Or what's left of it anyways.

After a day of ghost fighting, he's beyond exhausted. And he still got homework to turn in tomorrow… He looked at the shredded piece of rag on his chair. Scratch that, he's gonna revenge his backpack, capture the ghosts a few more times than wait till tomorrow to await the detentions that surely awaits him. Then maybe he could get his homework done among all the distractions… Maybe.

In all honesty, he couldn't ask for better friends. But the fact is, they don't understand. They never will. Nobody will understand what he's going through. All the physical changes, the pressure he had on, the double life he led… Not even Vlad can come close to understanding him. Although that fruit loop always claim that he could, Danny's responsibility and hero's complex are just too different than Vlad's dominate-the-world plan.

It could really be frustrating, sometimes, when things don't go their way. They never did. But particular bad days like these could really drive him on edge. With the constant pressure on him and that little voice at the back of his head that's always urging him to give up—he was sure that he couldn't hold it up like that forever. If only they could understand half of his inner turmoil…

But they don't. And they won't. They couldn't, so he could only fare for himself. Oh, how much he wish that his parents knew from the very beginning, at least then he'll have one less thing to worry about when he's in his ghost form. Too late now, he's not even sure whether he was more important or their science experiments were.

With an exhausted sigh, he ran a hand through his hair. Frustrated, he yelled, "Why can't anybody understand me? I wish they were in my shoe and see what I have to go through. Everyday." He settled on his bad and slung himself onto it. "I don't want this responsibility. I don't need another problem in my life. But someone had to do it, if not me, than who?"

He hit the bed in frustration as a light blue mist came out of his mouth. "Oh crap." As he looked around, the world went dark with a "so you have wished for it, so it shall be!" He regretted what he said. As much as he didn't like the 'job', he doesn't wish it on anybody else.

The world turned black.

Well, too late.

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"Wake up, Danny." Maddie was slightly shaking Danny's arm, trying to wake him up.

"Just five more minutes, mom." As usual, Danny turned and made a shooing motion with his hand.

"Honey, you can't afford to be late again! Your father isn't here today so Jazz will have to fly you to school and she's leaving in ten minutes." Maddie said, inspecting Danny's raven hair.

"Dri've me to school? I can walk there myself." Danny slowly opened his eyes to his mother, and promptly screamed.

Silence.

Staring at the woman with an orange jumpsuit and yellow glowing eyes, Danny was beyond being freaked out. But… It could be one of his ghost enemies. Putting on his 'hero' voice, he accused, "Who are you, and what did you do to my mother?"

In reply, the woman just sighed and slightly shook her head. Then, to Danny's surprise, the familiar white rings washed over her like Danny's always did to him self, and left the normal Maddie with the blue jumpsuit behind.

"Honey, we've been over this. All this ghost envy is not healthy. I know it must be hard for you to not have powers as our son. But being just a human has its perks too. Maybe your powers were just not developed yet…" Maddie said, trying to convince herself of something.

Silence again.

Danny was just confused, he was quite sure that his mom wasn't a halfa. He would know, and his ghost sense would surely go off— He decided to just play along for now.

Uh… I'm perfectly fine, mom. Just gimme a second to get prepared!"

Opening his door, he walked to the hallway and gave a double take. With the exception of his room and the bathroom, there were no doors around whatsoever.

He wasn't stupid, or clueless, as many people would have thought. He knew Sam liked him; he just didn't want to let her know that he knew. With his occasional quick wit, he could come up a strategy instantly, as he usually did in the ghost battles.

In this situation, he had a fair idea what happened.

"Desiree… Next time I see you, I'll be sure to shove your face down the thermos…"

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It wasn't long before Danny finished his morning routine, when Jazz phased out from the wall to the kitchen and startled Danny 'half-to-death'.

After Danny yelped a little, Maddie came in from the staircase and told Jazz. "Please don't startle your brother any further! Jazz!"

"But mom, he lived fourteen years in Amity park, surely he would…" Jazz faltered as she saw her mother's warning eyes.

"Fine. Danny, let's go. Grab your breakfast."

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Flying with his sister in the sky might be one of the most abnormal things he ever did. Especially when he's not the one flying, but his sister was.

He didn't get to see any other houses clearly yet, but he was fairly sure there wasn't any doors. Heck, there wasn't even traffic this morning on the roads! In the contrast, there was one in the sky.

'Policemen' with fluorescent sticks created by their ectoplasm was directing the halfas' flow, and everyone around was flying by themselves, whether to school or to work.

The only one who was holding on to anyone was… Him.

He let out a dry chuckle. When he was in another world, he was bullied because of his parents' interests in ghosts and his need to keep his secret. In this world, he would probably be bullied because he wasn't one. Oh, if his simulation was correct, Dash would have fun with him later and he wouldn't be able to defend himself.

Great, just lovely.

So it seems like the whole Amity Park was halfas, huh? He just had to deal with it then.

Preview of part II…

No matter what dimension he was in, school was always boring. He was glad that at least something didn't change.

Earlier that day, his sister dropped him in front of that phase free school (so that students can't skip class that easily) and placed him in front of his two best friends, Sam and Tucker.

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