Graduation is supposed to be a time of celebration, relaxation, and satisfaction. Although it only means one thing for the trio of Danny Fenton, Sam Manson, and Tucker Foley; it meant splitting up. Sam, an Ultra-Recyclo Vegetarian Goth girl, was heading to Pennsylvania for college to become a veterinarian and Tucker, an Ultra-Tech Obsessed geek, was heading to a technology college in California while Danny stayed behind in Amity Park.

Now Danny may seem like the most normal of the group if you look past his ghost hunting parents, which most people do not, but there was a secret side that only his two friends knew. Almost 18 year old Danny Fenton was indeed a secret superhero. Not just any hero though, but a ghost fighting superhero by the name of Danny Phantom. His enemies range from street thugs to ghosts, with the occasional fight with government agencies. Not only has he saved the world, but has time traveled on multiple occasions as well as dimension hopped.

The teen hero watched his friends sadly from his spot against the Goth's purple bedroom wall, "I can't believe you guys are leaving…"

Sam gave a small smile, though it did not hide her look of sadness, "We won't be gone forever Danny."

"Yeah, dude! It's not like we won't be visiting," Tucker gave a grin, trying to reassure his friend as well as himself.

The ghost boy managed a small smile back, "Yeah, you guys are right. I just wish you didn't have to go." Though he did want to hope for the best, he knew as well as they did that school work would get the best of them. The fact that Danny would also have ghost hunting on his shoulders as well did not escape them.

"I got a solution to that problem," Sam announced with a smirk, the look of sadness now replaced with a slightly mischievous one. "I was online the other day and found a website that I had somehow missed." She had brought out a white paper cut out, the shape resembling that of a person. "This is the Sachiko Charm for the 'Sachiko Ever After' spell. It originated in Japan, where-"

"Yeah, yeah, but what does it do?" Tucker interrupted, wanting to get to the point as well as annoy her.

The Goth sent Mr. Too Fine a death glare, making Danny inwardly snicker, but got to the point, "Each of us will grab a piece of this charm, chant 'Sachiko we beg of you' three times and pull; no more and no less. If you mess up the chant do NOT try and fix it just move on as your attempt to fix it will count as one. So, are we ready?"

The boys nodded with no hesitation, moving closer to grab a piece. Sam made sure everyone was ready and started.

"Sachiko we beg of you."

"Sachiko we beg of you."

"Sachiko we beg of you."

They all pulled, successfully separating the charm in three pieces. Sam, Tucker, and Danny looked at the head, torso, and legs respectively.

"That wasn't so hard," Tucker grinned.

As if life was mocking him, the ground started to shake the large building violently and threw the teens to the ground. The drills practiced at school came to their minds and they put their hands over their heads, bewildered at the scale of the earthquake and the fact that it was actually happening. Earthquakes usually had something to do with ghosts but Danny's ghost sense had not gone off.

Sam braved a glance up and saw a large hole, growing larger and larger as pieces of her purple carpeted floor fell away into oblivion. She watched as the edge crept closer and closer to them. Crying out, she tried to get Tucker's attention. She was too late, however, as the ground beneath Tucker collapsed and he followed. His cry for help faded as he went deeper.

"Tucker!" Sam yelled. Looking up at her cry, Danny watched as the floor started to crumble. Tucker was gone, and they were next.

"Sam," He could barely get it out as she followed Tucker into the dark pit, "No! Sam!" And that's when he felt the carpet beneath him stretch and rip. Scrambling to get away, he grabbed onto his friend's bed post. Everything seemed like slow motion as it finally hit him. They were gone.

His two best friends were gone. Letting out a strangled sob, a single tear escaped and slowly slid down his cheek, before he felt the bed begin to give way.

"TIME OUT!"

Just as the bed Danny was clinging to for dear life was about to go... Everything froze. Rubble had stopped in their journey to the bottom; the bed was starting to join them, carrying the terror stricken halfa with it. That was, until a medallion, with an all too familiar 'CW' engraved on it, was placed around is head and rested on his neck by a purple gloved hand.

He gasped, grabbing at his chest and felt the cold surface of the medallion and immediately looked up. Danny's own baby blue eyes landing on the small red orbs that belong to the one and only time master.

"Quiet," the ghost shushed, putting a hand up before the boy could demand anything, "I have little time before she realizes that something is amiss."

"She?"

Clockwork ignored the question and continued, "Listen closely Daniel, because once I release you I will no longer be of any help." Getting a slow nod, he continued, "Where you are going will be extremely dangerous, your powers will be limited, and allies may also be enemies. When you get there, you have to play her game, free those souls, and defeat her. She is too dangerous to be left alone any longer!"

"Who is she!?" Danny finally got out.

Clockwork frowned slightly, wanting to help the young boy out but knew he couldn't. He was breaking the rules enough as it was already. "That, young Daniel, is something you must find out yourself. I can tell you this though, the thing you should fear most…is the color blood red."

"Wait, I don't understand!"

"TIME IN!"

The floor began to break again as it had been doing, taking the soon-to-be graduate with it. His screams were heard by no one as they echoed against the walls of the pit of darkness. As soon as he was gone the hole fixed itself, looking as if nothing happened and with no one in sight.

The room was dark as the many clocks around continued to tick without a real purpose. The only light in the tower that resided in the Ghost Zone was from what came from the sphere shaped screen that stood in front of the hooded time ghost. The old ghost frowned in discontent as he changed into a youngster once again. On the screen was a dark hallway, walls and floors that appeared purple from the dark lighting. Bodies littered the floor, most looking decomposed already as bones were beginning to show. One, on the other hand, was disturbingly fresh. She appeared to have a huge gash across her neck and multiple stab wounds on her stomach, so many in fact that her organs had begun to slip out.

Over the body of the dead girl stood a younger, and livelier looking, girl. Her hair was long and black, looking slightly greasy and unkempt. A red dress adorned her small and skinny body. The most disturbing part was the dripping pair of scissors that resided in her closed fist as well as the wicked and evil grin of satisfaction that took over her face. A small smirk suddenly replaced it as she slowly glanced up, appearing to be staring right at Clockwork. She flipped him the bird before the footage turned to static, not at all surprising the now middle aged ghost.

"Good luck Danny Phantom."