We are Phantoms

This is an alternate timeline DP fic set so obviously there is no PP or TUE or MM or any of the actual events of Danny Phantom. But there will be…

私は怪人ダニー所有している(Japanese)

It was a dark silent night in Amity Park. All of its residents had long since tucked into bed for the night. The moon itself seemed to be sleeping, hidden behind a thick blanket of peaceful clouds. Comforting darkness engulfed every home in sweet dreams. Well, every home but the Fenton's.

The Fenton household, also known as Fenton works, was lit up like a Christmas tree in a blackout. Every light in the 2 story house was ablaze and adding their power to the already obnoxious glow of the twisted metal structure they dubbed the ops center. The multi coloured lights of Fenton works lit up the street like a beacon. But none of the four members on the Fenton family could be seen through those illuminated windows. They were all gathered in their basement.

It was called a basement only because of where it was located; to any and all who have seen the subterranean room it was obviously more then that. It was a lab. A lab worthy of the most advanced scientists in the world. Perfect soundproof room, experiments, test tubes, beakers, you name it they had it, and it was all made to do one thing: hunt ghosts. Most of the room was occupied by broken or unfinished weapons, and samples of something or others. But all of those forgotten inventions had been pushed aside in favour of the current event.

The room was split in 2 by a Plexiglas blast-shield. On one side the Fenton children sat sleepily on single piece orange colored plastic chairs. Danny was slumped in his seat, 8 o'clock bed time long forgotten. The 5 year old boy's baby blue eyes drooped beneath raven black hair. He was dressed in a hazmat suit, white trimmed with black gloves, belt, boots and neckline. His 7 year old sister Jazz sat next to him with a worried expression. She wore a hazmat suit of her own. It had the same color scheme as Danny's but her suit had a slight heel to it and the right side of her belt was thicker than the left so it could hold an added black pouch. Her red hair was held out of her sea blue eyes by a simple white hair band; her mother had suggested that she not wear her favourite blue bow hair band in case something happened to ruin it.

Said woman was on the other side of the blast shield. Maddie Fenton was dressed in her traditional blue and black hazmat suit. Her eyes were protected by red goggles as she welded the last few pieces of whatever they were making together. Her husband was on the same side as her, wiring the last few pieces of the what-cha-ma-thingy. Jack wore an orange hazmat suit and almost looked like a pumpkin. A really big pumpkin.

"It's done!" Maddie backed away from their newest invention with pride.

"Finally!" Jack jumped for joy. He and his wife literally hopped behind the blast-shield. "Look sharp Danny-boy, you're about to see the greatest breakthrough in Ghost Hunting history!" The tired child didn't stir from his half awake state. "We're about to punch a whole right into the Ghost Zone! Emphasis on Ghost! Your mother and I have been working on this puppy since our college days. Yep! This Ghost Portal is one of a kind. It makes an inter-dimensional gateway to the ghost dimension. This way we can hunt ghost all the time! Isn't that totally sweet!" His children just stiffened a yawn and tried not to look like they were asleep.

"Jack, would you do the honours?" Maddie handed him the end of an extension cord and the plug to the portal.

"Of course Maddie!" Jack through his arms in the air and yelled, "BANZAI!" Then he shoved the plug into the extension cord.

– Snap – Sputter – Zip –… nothing

The Fentons waited in silence, waiting for the giant hole to become a swirling green portal to another world, but the hole remained just that: a hole.

Jack, unable to process the portal was a dud, started unplugging and re-plugging the cord in his hands, shouting "BOOM!" as if that would make it work.

His sighing wife placed a sad hand on his tall shoulder. "Jack, that's enough. –Sigh – Come on, we'd better go pick up the groceries before the store closes."

"Maybe it just needs some time to charge?" Jazz suggested. She hated seeing anyone in her family upset.

"Thanks sweetie, but it's okay." Maddie led her downhearted orange clad man out of the room, "Jazz would you take your brother up to bed for us?"

"Sure thing mom…" Jazz's voice was barely a whisper, but her parents were gone already so it didn't matter. She felt like she was going to cry for them. If it was just her dad she wouldn't worry, he could switch moods at the flip of a coin, but her mom was sad too, and that meant things were very wrong. Jazz wanted to cry for them but she wouldn't. She had to be the strong big sister for Danny. She would be okay, for Danny.

Where was Danny?

Jazz whipped around in panic, Danny's plastic chair was empty.

Despite how tired he had been, the defective portal had caught his attention. The 5 year old was intrigued by the green and white sparks that would dance around the back of the hole whenever his dad yelled. So while his Mommy and Daddy left, Danny walked over to the inactive portal. Trying to be as quiet as possible, so no one would get mad, the boy searched for Mr. Sparkly within the high-tech cave. Having no luck in his search, Danny decided to call them out with a big "BOOM!"

"DANNY!" Jazz ran into the dead portal after him. "What are you doing! We're not allowed to play down here!"

"But I wanna see Mr. Sparkly!" He said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Jazz just gave him a confused look that told him to explain, "They came out when dad did this: BANZAI!" Danny threw his hands into the air and yelled.

"NO!" Jazz warned but it was too late. One of Danny's small hands smashed strait into a big green 'on' button. There was a green flash followed by the screams of children, and then the world went black for the Fenton kids.

MUAHAHAHAHA! You know what this means, don't cha.

You may notice that this story has some obvious similarities to Fenton Rejects by 'The Random Person'. Well you're right, they are similar. That's because we both started writing them at the same time with the same basic Idea, he/she just got his/hers up before I did because I was concentrating on Town of All Evils. We have discussed this and I was given permission to upload my story, it's all cool.

So, hope you like this prologuey first chaptery thingy. Please Read and Review and if you find any mistakes by all means let me know. I'm still looking for a beta.

Mini D comment: "He he, Jack's a pumpkin…"