Disclaimer: I wish I owned Danny Phantom! Desiree: -turns me into Butch Hartman- AHHHHHHHHH! CHANGE ME BACK CHANGE ME BACK! -is changed back-
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Alley snapped into reality when a car honked at her. She swerved back onto the road and blushed. She was such a bad driver, and whenever she was thinking, she just drifted off into her own little world. Very bad idea when you're driving.
HONK HONK!
Alley cursed to herself as she gave up and pulled over to the side of the road. She turned off the car and leaned back in her seat to think. How can somebody with such a high percentage of ghost DNA in them alive? If they had 50% ghost DNA and 50% human DNA, that would simply say that said person was half-dead. But that was impossible. How could one be alive and dead at the same time?
In her stomach, she knew it was possible, but she didn't want to admit that Danny might be one. She had met a half-ghost, half-human girl a small while back. Her name was Danielle, with pretty white hair and green eyes. After a small chase, Alley managed to get her to talk a little. She was a half-ghost, half human girl all of her life (although she wouldn't fess up until Alley used her percentage scanner in her watch) and she, after a lot of stuttering, admitted that her family had abandoned her when she wanted to do good with her powers instead of bad. Danielle refused to show her how she transformed, or take off her black jacket. (1)
Alley had felt sorry for her. She said that she could come live with her, but Danielle had declined, saying that she felt more at home on the streets. Either way, Alley wrote down her address and cell phone number in case Danielle needed something or changed her mind. After that, she came over a few times in need of food, which Alley had always gratefully given her. Sometimes Danielle gave her some of her half-ghost DNA.
Speaking of the DNA...
Alley dug through her backpack which rode shotgun. She still had some of Danielle's half ghost DNA. Ghost DNA was green, like ectoplasm while human DNA was regular. Alley was fascinated by the half-ghost DNA. It was a human DNA structure, with random splotches of green on it.
Being a half-ghost is only possible if you are the product of a human and ghost, Alley though with frustration. There is no way Danny could be a half-ghost. Both of his parents are obviously human.
But, if he's not half-ghost, what the heck is he?
Alley sighed. Her thoughts seemed to be under some control, so she started up her car again and drove the rest of the way to the hotel.
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Jaws music played loudly.
"TUCKER SHUT THAT OFF BEFORE I THROW IT OUT THE WINDOW!"
Tucker looked a bit hurt, but turned off his PDA soundtrack and began to play a video game quietly.
"Wow Danny. No need to be snappy," Sam commented.
"How can I not!? This Allison Alya girl is so gonna find out that I'm half ghost, and she has barely been around me a day! I haven't even gone ghost since we discovered that she's coming to Amity Park!" Danny argued.
At that moment, Danny's ghost sense went off. Danny jumped up and went ghost.
"Danny! Are you sure it's safe?" Sam asked with worry.
"I'll be fine," Danny assured her as he floated through the ceiling.
Danny looked around, but he didn't find any. His ghost sense went off again though, so he floated around.
CRACK!
Danny flinched, then frowned when it began to pour. His ghost sense went off a third time, and a flash of black caught his eye. He turned just in time to see a black figure fly away.
"Hey!" he called out as he chased the figure before tackling it to the ground.
"Ow!"
"Danielle?"
The two looked at each other before laughing. Danny hugged Danielle.
"Sorry," he apologized. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to talk to Alley," Danielle replied. "I heard she was in town, and I figured I could kill two birds with one stone. Visit you and Alley."
"You know Allison Alya?" Danielle nodded. "How?"
"She kind of found me," Danielle admitted.
"You didn't tell her you were a clone or half-ghost, right?" Danny asked with wide eyes.
"No, she kind of found out that I'm half ghost," Danielle replied with a blush. "But I ended up telling her that I had them all my life and was abandoned by my family because I chose using my powers for good. Sort of the truth. She asked if one of my parents was a ghost and the other a human, and I ended up saying yes. Alley thinks now that you can only be half-ghost if you have a ghost and a human parent."
"Smart," Danny said, impressed. That was actually pretty good.
"Yup!" Danielle chirped. "Where's Alley staying?"
"The Dalv hotel tonight, then she's going to stay with Sam's parents."
"Okay. I'm gonna go say hi real quick," Danielle said as she floated into the air. "I'll catch up with you later!"
Danny waved goodbye as Danielle flew off into the rainy night.
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Knock knock knock!
Alley looked at her window and grinned. Danielle waved, and Alley opened the window. Danielle phased the water off before stepping into the hotel room.
"Hey Danielle. Hungry?" Alley asked, opening the little mini-fridge.
"A little," Danielle admitted, grabbing one of the complimentary fruits from the fruit basket and accepting a soda can from Alley.
"What have you been up too?" the young researcher asked her, opening herself a bottle of water. "Anything happen?"
"Not much. What are you doing in Amity Park?" Danielle asked, biting into the fruit.
"I'm doing a new project on Danny Phantom and the Wisconsin Ghost," Alley replied. Danielle chocked on her fruit. "You okay?"
Danielle nodded. "So do you know anything about them?"
Danielle paused. She honestly did, but it was Danny's thing to tell.
"I've seen him around a few times, but that's it," she lied.
"Oh." Alley looked dissapointed. "Well, next time you run into, could you ask him to go to Mr. and Mrs. Manson's house? I swear I won't hurt him."
"I will," Danielle promised.
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Vlad stared at the pink fire. Yes, pink. He lit it with his ghost powers okay!?
The ghost scanners have never picked me up before, he said, his mind still a daze from this surprise.
Vlad suddenly gave a loud scream when the fire for no reason grew out of control. It freaked out his cat, who jumped on his head and began to claw him. Poor Vlad. The authoress is just mad with him today. (2)
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Alley looked at her temporary home for the next couple of weeks. It was pretty nice, and Gothic. Just her style.
She smiled, then frowned slightly. Sam seemed to hate her. She wondered what she did to get the Goth teen to hate her so much. Sam was very cold when showing her her room then rudely slammed the door and stomped off, yelling something about meeting up with Danny and Tucker.
That's a task for another day, Alley thought with a small sigh. Wish I could go out and play with friends.
Alley gave a small glare at her research papers in front of her on the desk.
But noooo. I get to work.
Alley read over most of her papers again before getting up. She wanted to test Danny's DNA and compare it with Danielle's DNA to check if he's half-ghost. How could be half half-ghost though? Could he be adopted? But to test that she'd have to get Jack and Maddie's DNA too! Why can't things be simple?
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"Sammykins Wh-"
"It's Sam," the teen growled under her breath.
"Sam," her mother said slowly. "Why don't you let Allison join you in your movie marathon with Tucker and that Fenton boy tonight?"
"WHAT!?" Sam yelled with outrage. Alley winced, but her mother barely flinched. "Isn't she supposed to be researching, stalking Danny Phantom or something else!?"
"I'm taking a small break," Alley said a bit quietly. "I don't have to research every second of the waking day."
"Ugh. Follow me," Sam said with a small growl as she went into the basement where the movie theater was. "Sit there, while I get the door and order the pizza."
Alley sat down on the couch while Sam went back upstairs. Danny and Tucker came downstairs moments later.
"Hey Alley. My name is Tucker. Tucker Foley." Danny did a face palm of embarrassment. "That's TF as in Too Fine."
Alley just stared at him, not knowing how to respond.
Sam came back down ten minutes later with pizza. Danny and Tucker immediately grabbed as much as possible, Sam barely managing to get two slices. She handed one to Alley, who took it and stared at it.
"Are you gonna eat that?" Tucker asked hungrily, staring with wide eyes at the piece of pizza.
"I don't know," Alley admitted. "I've never had pizza before."
You would have thought Alley said that she was a ghost herself.
"Never. Had. PIZZA!?" Danny gasped.
"No. My parents wouldn't let me eat junk food. I've never had junk food, candy, soda, or anything besides fruit, vegetables and water."
"EAT IT! EAT IT! EAT IT!" Danny and Tucker chanted like idiots do. Alley rolled her eyes with a smile and took a bite.
"The verdict?" Tucker asked, half-hoping she didn't like it so that he could have her pizza.
"I like it," Alley said with a smile, taking another bite. Sam just silently watched them, eating some.
"I'll order another one you pigs," Sam said, raising an eyebrow at the empty box before staring at the still starving boys. "Don't start the movie without me."
Sam went back upstairs to order another one.
"So...you've never had junk food before?" Danny asked.
"Nope."
"Have you ever been to the arcade?" Tucker asked.
"Never," Alley replied.
"Movie theater?" Danny added.
"Nope."
"The mall?" Tucker asked again.
Again, Alley replied no.
They listed several other things. Has she ever been to a party, a sleepover, rode a bike, went swimming, went to the water park, the beach or an amusement park? No.
"Why not?" Sam asked. She had come in during the middle of the conversation with more pizza that the boys gobbled up. (3)
"I just never did. I was always buy doing research, and schoolwork, I guess I kind of forgot to be a kid."
"Well, you can start now," Danny began, taking a piece of pizza from Tucker's hands before he could bite into it. "by having another piece of pizza."
Alley laughed and accepted it.
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Very early that next morning, three in the morning to be exact, our favorite halfa (No, not Vlad or Danielle. -groans from some reviewers), was found fighting the Box Ghost in the park.
"I AM THE BOX GH-"
"IT'S THREE IN THE BLOODY MORNING! SHUT UP!" Danny shrieked before the idiot could finish. He also hit him with an ecto-beam of pretty green energy.
After the annoyance was in the thermos, Danny had an uneasy feeling overcome him, like somebody was watching him.
Danny gave a small scream of surprise when he saw Alley sitting in a tree, watching his every move silently.
"What are you doing here?" he hissed. He was tired, frustrated, beginning to feel sick and wanted to go nighty-night. Dealing with a ghost researcher was the last thing on his mind.
"Watching you," she replied quietly.
"No duh Sherlock," Danny muttered sarcastically. He kept a close eye on her as Alley walked closely to him.
"May I take your temperature?" she asked. Danny blinked in surprise.
"Um...Okay?" Danny replied, a bit uneasy. Alley took out an ear thermometer and stuck it in his ear. Danny flinched at the contact as it recorded it. "Why do you want my temperature?"
"You are without a doubt different from other ghosts," Alley told him. "I want to see exactly how many ways in which you are different from the previous ghosts I've studied. Here it is. You're temperature is only 76.8 degrees. That's pretty high for a ghost."
"Uh...yeah...It's...because...uh."
"You don't have to explain anything to me you know," Alley informed him, writing it down. "Not unless you really want to."
"Really?" Danny asked, a bit amazed.
"Yeah." Alley looked up and closed her notepad. "I am not here to judge you. I am here to study you. I have not taken or even considered anybody's opinion, story or thoughts on you. All of the notes I have taken on you is what I have gathered from news footage of you. I have read the news articles, but I will not believe any of them until you, Danny Phantom, tell me if it is true or false."
"But what if I lie?" Danny pointed out.
"I can tell if you are lying or not," Alley challenged him. "I can prove it."
"Oh really?"
"Yes. Say anything about yourself and I will say if you are lying or not," Alley said with a smirk.
"I'm allergic to peanut butter," Danny said, thinking of something random.
"Lie," Alley told him.
"How did you know?" he asked with slight amazement.
Alley reached out and wiped some peanut butter off of the side of his mouth.
"You had it for a midnight snack," she pointed out with a small giggle.
Danny turned a bit red.
"Okay...uh...my favorite color is black," he tried again.
"Lie."
"Okay, how do you do that?" he wanted to know.
"Your eyes flicker from green to blue when you lie," Alley said with a shrug.
Danny was a bit horrified. Was that true? Crap! What if his enemies found out! Darn it he would be soooo screwed!
Alley laughed when he covered his eyes in shock.
"Don't worry. I won't tell, as long as you answer this one other question for me."
"Okay," Danny said, his voice a bit strained at the possible questions she may ask.
"Do you have to eat, or is it just something ghosts do when they are bored?"
"Just something they do when they're bored I guess." Out of all the possible questions, that was something he was NOT expecting.
"Thank you. Good night Danny Phantom."
"That's all the questions you have for me?" he asked, an eyebrow raised.
"Oh, I have hundreds more, but it's pretty late. Even ghosts need their sleep, no?" Alley grinned. "Not to mention, I thought I should start with basic questions before working up to very personal things, like how you died. If you would, it would be amazing if you would come to my temporary residence, at the Manson household and answer more of my questions."
"Um...when should I come?" Danny asked a bit awkwardly.
"Whenever you have free time I suppose. I'm always free. No real friends to hang out with, nowhere important to be, nothing to do besides sleep and research," Alley said with a shrug.
"Oh...okay...well, goodnight," Danny said as he floated off into the night.
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Please...I must know...Is Alley an Mary Sue!? Please! I GOTTA KNOW! I HAVE THAT FEELING THAT SHE'S TURNING INTO ONE!
1. Danielle is wearing a black jacket over her shirt in ghost form so that nobody puts two and two together to figure out that she and Danny Phantom are related. Basically, to draw attention away from herself.
2. I was trying to draw Vlad today, but he wouldn't come out right so it made me mad at him so I am sort of torturing him in this fic.
3. I'm taking the two boy's appetites after my two guy friends. Holy cow can they eat! They ate 27 LARGE PIZZAS!
