An Incredible Life

A Danny Phantom/The Incredibles crossover

Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me, the only thing that I own is the plot

Dani's POV:

Ever since Danny saved me from being melted down into ectoplasmic goop by my 'father' Vlad with Valerie, I flew over countless villages and settlements, never staying in one place too long. Anyway, because I am an idiot, I forgot to grab some supplies before I left, which includes money. The only thing I managed to snag from Vlad was an awesome iPod fully loaded with songs, and it hooked onto his bank account, so I can buy loads of songs at his expense! I don't even know why the old grouch has - well, had - an iPod, but I guess I'd never know. But I need a Fenton Thermos to get rid of any pesky ghosts that comes along just to annoy me.

"There you are Ghost Child!"

Take now for instance. I turned to face the mechanical nuisance of a ghost. "What do you want now Skulker?" I wearily moaned. I was beginning to become annoying as this was the 23rd time I've ran into him. The good thing however, was with each battle, I grew stronger. If I hazard a guess, I'm about Danny's power level now, maybe under. Anyway, back to Skulker...

"Your pelt on my wall Whelpette!" He replied, I sighed as I put up my right hand, already glowing bright with green ectoplasmic energy. Before he could pop out a random weapon to 'hurt' me, I shot a strong ecto-blast towards him. He couldn't even blink before the blast hit him in the chest and before he knew it, he was sailing across the sky until he disappeared from view.

"Huh, home run..." I muttered under my breath, as I invisibly flew down to a nearby city called Metrocity and turned human. I looked down on myself, my black hair was covered with mud and grease, the same for the rest of my body. My clothes were torn and muddy. I really need to get some money. I thought as I hid in an alleyway near some food stores. I saw a plastic bag on the floor and quickly picked it up. As quietly as I could, I walked in the shadows alongside the edge of the sidewalk of the road, taking small amounts of food as I went, stuffing them in the plastic bag. When my hand closed around an apple, a large hand roughly grabbed my wrist and turned me to face him, making me drop my bag in the process. My breath caught in my throat as I stared at the annoyed and concerned (Why's he concerned for me?...) face of the man in front of me. I forced myself to swallow as I noticed the police badge on his belt.

"What do you think you're doing? Stealing?" His angered voice hissed at me. "Where are your parents?"

Forcing my gaze up to his eyes, I said the truth in a small voice. "I don't have any."

His eyes showed surprise as he carefully softened his grip on my wrist. "Then I'll take you to the station. You'd probably be placed in foster care."

He began to tug me along to a police car as I voiced my protests. He just shrugged them off. When he opened the car door, I tentatively sat down and buckled my self in. When he sat in the front and started to drive us to the station, he kept asking me questions about myself. Probably to make sure I don't find a way to disappear. Huh, if only he knew what I was. I answered all of his questions as truthfully as I could, but I froze up when he asked me about my parents, namely my father. How the hell was I meant to explain that I have a seriously crazed-up fruitloop for a father, who is also half-ghost! And I'm a half-ghost clone of Danny Phantom, hero of Amity Park, even though he is shown as a villain. Yeah, I don't really think that's gonna work out too well. I'd either be checked into an asylum, chucked into prison, or be hanged over to the GiW. I have no desire to become an experiment, again, so I kept my mouth shut, stating that 'I don't like talking about him'. Eventually, we arrived at the station. He led me inside and took me to a waiting room, telling me to wait here until someone comes for me. Glancing around and noting all the cameras hidden in the corners, I realised that transforming is not an option. So I sat down and waited for my fate to be decided for me.

Honeys POV (Frozone's/Lucius Best's wife):

I briskly walked towards the police station. I just received a call saying they found a child for me and my husband to foster, maybe even adopt if we wanted to. As expected, I was extremely excited and elated learnig we'd have a child in the family, but I knew that we couldn't truly adopt her, unless she was a super him/herself.

I walked inside and met a man inside called Mr. Spector. He quickly told me the small amount of a backstory he gained. He said that he found her stealing small amounts of food from various stalls in a busy street. While it was clever to take small amounts so that no-one will miss them until it was too late, the thought of that saddened me. No child should live like that, and it was like she was used to it! I realised that the man was still speaking and began walking towards a door. I sped up to walk alongside him. One hand on the doorknob, he turned to me, saying "She's waiting in here." I nodded. He slowly and quietly opened the door and led me inside. Inside, a small, fragile looking girl was sitting on a chair. Her raven black hair looked covered with dirt and grease. The same with all of her body and clothes. Her ice-blue eyes showed fear, mistrust and a small amount of curiosity. The only thing that surprised me about her was that her clothes weren't only torn and covered in mud, it was also covered in blood. Most likely her own blood. Her eyes were locked on to Mr. Spector, darting to me every few seconds in a questioning manner.

"Danielle, this is Mrs. Best, your new foster mother" Mr. Spector told her. Her eyes then met my own, and never strayed from her target. It was slightly unnerving as it was like pair of ice-cold glaciers were boring into my coffee-coloured pair. "I'll leave the two of you to be acquainted." He informed, quickly darting out of the room. Raisng my eyebrow at him, I slowly knelt down in front of her, so my face was level with hers.

"Hello."