A/N: AU day! I think I'll continue my previous oneshot and make it a twoshot. You really thought I'd leave you hanging there? And yes, there is a reason I'm staring here. If I ever get to writing out the rest of the story, it'll make sense... I think. Also, I'm still drawing Danny and Sam from my fic. I think it'll be one of my better drawings! YES!

Anyways, on to the story!

..for this is where our story begins.

This year, graduation was going to be a funny occasion. The tassels on the hats were going to be electric green for the guys and bright blue for the girls, in honor of Sam Manes (1) and Danny Phantom. There were also going to be two valedictorians, as the two people were the smartest in the school. The teachers were spilt exactly fifty-fifty on who it should be. These two Seniors were Danny Fenton and Sam Manson. They were going to co-write a speech and read it together.

What nobody did know was that there was going to be a major attack by the ghosts on the day of the graduation. At the graduation celebration. Seeing as they didn't know it was going to happen (and they didn't even think it was going to happen), the school board had not paid for ghost protection to be used during graduation. That was mistake number two. The first mistake was having both Sam and Danny be the valedictorians. Either one would've been fine; both however, was a bad idea. But the staff didn't know that. So, these two mistakes were left unattended and forgotten. Only Sam and Danny were slightly worried. They thought it would be alright because Tucker and Valerie would be there.

Oh, how wrong they were.

On the day, Danny wore his unusually long black pair of cargo pants. He also decided to wear a nicer shirt. It was crisp and white, yet still comfortable. It had a small collar at the neck and on his wrists. Sam came over. Danny greeted his girlfriend at the door, and they kissed each other on the lips softly. Sam was wearing a purple dress. It came down to just below her knees, swishing elegantly. It was slightly see though near the bottom, and Danny could see her black leggings through the fabric. The top of the dress was a low v-neck. The dress fitted her body perfectly. Her black robe was draped over her left arm. Danny ran up to his room to collect his. They put theirs on and Danny's mother helped them adjust their caps. Arm in arm, they left early to go see Mr. Lancer for one last run-through of their speech.

It was time for everybody to receive their diplomas. One by one, each student was called up to the stage to accept their diploma. Each shook Principal Ishiyama and Vice-Principal Lancer's hand before returning to their seat. With each graduations member came whoops and hollers from their families and friends in the crowd.

When that was all over, Sam and Danny walked to the pedestal on the stage.

"This class has been... an interesting class." Danny starts, earning light chuckles from the audience. "No, I'm being serious." More chuckles. "Everybody in this year is unique. And everybody is an individual."

"Even though everybody is dressed the same today," Sam started. This statement earned laughter throughout the gymnasium, "this is the day where we celebrate our uniqueness and individuality."

"And yes, some people in our class tried to 'fit in'. But in doing so, they're expressing their desire to be clothed like many other people, or trying to become a 'trendsetter'. That is an individual choice." Danny said. Sam broke in.

"And I may not agree that it's the right choice, but it still is a choice." Laughter erupted through the gym, even the popular kids chuckling at Sam's remark.

"And whether or not that choice makes you popular or sets you in stone as a geek, that choice is unique."

"There are many stories that Danny and I wish we could tell about our graduating class. Unfortunately, we had to decide on about five that involve the entire Senior year. But, all of these stories are funny ones that many of us remember fondly. However, Danny and I will start up with the only one that could be a little traumatizing..." Sam and Danny continued on to tell the stories over their four years at Casper High. It took a little while, but the audience was having a great time learning about some of the adventures that their kids have never told them.

As Danny was finishing out the last story, a loud cackling sound was heard. Danny suddenly stopped and the two stiffened. The entire crowd became on edge. Suddenly, six ghosts phased through the stage and grabbed Danny and Sam. Two ghosts clasped their hands over the half-ghost's mouths. The rest of the four each took hold a pair of Sam and Danny's limbs, tying them together with rope. Sam and Danny started to struggle against their bonds. People started screaming but the voice that cackled boomed instructions. "Sit back down! Do not move or speak after all of you have sat down, or these two will perish. Danny crinkled his nose at the comment, and started to struggle a bit more fiercely.

The ghost showed his face, making some people distraught. The Wisconsin ghost, better know as Phantom and Manes's bitter adversary. Known to the halfas as Vlad Masters/Plasmius. The showing of his face made Danny and Sam snarl.

Plasmius clocked his tongue. "Now, now. Of your two are going to join me, you need to learn some respect." At that moment, Danny took a risk of making his breath so cold that the ghost had no choice but to take it off a second.

"You're deranged!" Danny yelled, before the ghost clasped his hand down on Danny's again. Plasmius narrowed his eyes.

"I. Am. Not. A. Fruit loop!" Plasmius screamed. The entire room laughed at the outburst, especially since nothing of the sort was said. Vlad grumbled angrily to himself. However, at that moment, another ghost calmly phased through the walls of the gym. Everyone turned to face the ghost. Sam and Danny's eyes went wide.

The ghost had two horns of white, flaming hair. His skin was turquoise, and his eyes were bloodied. His ears and nose were pointed at the tips. But, perhaps the most worrisome feature was the HAZMAT suit, with the (in)famous white symbol of Danny Phantom splattered on his chest.

The ghost blasted the two ghosts that were holding onto Danny and Sam. He then flew to them and grasped the Valedictorians by their necks. His voice came out deep. "Hmm. Valedictorian. Strange, but not exceedingly. I never thought that this is what life would be like if I hadn't turned evil." The ghost declared. Plasmius had long since teleported away. Most of the audience gaped as they realized what this meant. There were two things: one, Danny Phantom had the chance to become evil and didn't, and two, that this ghost was claiming he was a future of Danny Fenton's.

The audience still didn't quite grasp the connection. So, Maddie Fenton decided to express her thoughts. "Liar! You have to decide on one person to imitate: Danny Fenton or Danny Phantom!" The ghost chuckled.

"That is one person! You people are idiots. Three half ghosts in Amity Park, and you didn't notice? Ha! Danny Phantom and Danny Fenton? Vlad Masters and Vlad Plasmius? Sam Manson and Sam Manes? Honesty, those names are so similar?" The older ghost exclaimed. The entire audience just had their jaws drop in shock. What they didn't notice was Sam and Danny phasing out of the ghost's grip. They punches the ghost across the gym, splattering him against the wall.

Then and there the battle of the century commenced.

Yes, evil cliffie, I know. Like I said, I will probably come back to this one. Maybe edit it in the possible story I could make cause this is unedited.

1) A manes (mey-neez) is a soul of a dead person under Roman Religion. Sam would definitely know this. She studied Greek mythology, why not roman?

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