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This story is being made as a challenge to my self to see how fast I can pump out chapters if I don't care about plot, canon, relevance, length, spelling, grammar, or continuity (Since those things are were most of my time go).

It started because someone asked just how fast can I write a story when I try. So at the end of ever chapter I will put down the number of hours, minutes and seconds the chapter took to write.

But the rule is that I have to put out one chapter every day and can't start on the next chapter until the next day.

This will not be my best work, but it will hopefully be entertaining.

Lets see how long I can last.

Intro

That Night

It was Halloween, and Lily Potter was in her children's bedroom tucking them away to sleep. The oldest was a little over one year old, his name was Harry. He had messy black hair just like his father, but his eyes were a vivid green like his mother's, and he never stopped crying trying to get his mother's attention. The other child was Daniel, he had the same messy black hair as his brother, but instead of green eyes his were settling an icy blue color. Daniel was already sleeping soundly and was not even slightly shaken by his older brother's sharp cries.

Suddenly James Potter ran through the door and called over to his wife, "Lily he's here, we need to get out." He walks over and scooped up the sleeping Daniel in his arms and his wife did the same with Harry. They were half way to the door when a snake like man entered the room and with a blinding flash of green light, James fell down dead the sleeping Daniel still in his arms. Soon Lily meets the same fate, but when the killer went after Harry, the light flew back and the snake man was no more.

Soon a large man came in and saw all the death, drawn to the cries of the baby Harry he scooped him up in his jacket and left, not knowing that Daniel was still alive in his dead father's arms.

After the large man left the was a flash of light as a doorway made out of green mist open up right above the sleeping Daniel. Out of the mist came a figure in a purple robe. He picked up the baby in his arms and with a sad smile said. "Forgive me, but everything is as it should be."

Chapter 1

Got to go

'They lied.' I could not help but thinking as my Dad stood over me in his signature bright orange jumpsuit. A sharp looking tool in each hand, glowing lightly with ecto-energy as he lend over my drugged and tattered body. 'You said you would love me,' technically true, but I had to erase their memories of that promise along with who I was in order to protect them.

I always feared that it would come to this, ever since I because the ghost hero, Danny Phantom, I always wondered if my mom and dad would except me for who I am or if they would just sweep their memories of me aside to do what scientists like them do; dissect. So I always ran from them to escape the worst. I always wander how they didn't know it was me. Take way the black and silver jumpsuit and the glow and replace the white hair and green eyes with black hair and blue eyes and suddenly Danny Phantom becomes Danny Fenton.

I wouldn't have been caught either if I hadn't taken that rocket from Skulker in order to protect them. 'How could they?' How could they think I was evil after all I did for them? I sacrificed the last two year of my life to help and protect not just my friends and family, but the entire town.

A woman in a blue jumpsuit and goggles walk up next to the man, a grim expression plastered on her face.

"Mom…" I managed to say through the pain. She looked and me and literally spat in my face.

"Don't call me that you ectoplasmic filth." She said with venom in her voice. "My son is died, you have just been taking his place for the last year. You have been playing us, just like the evil ghost that you are."

I didn't have the energy to talk back, I wanted to say that she was wrong, that I was her son, tell her that I still remember the camping trips and the arguments about Santa and how dad attacked my Third grade teacher thinking that she was a ghost. He had been told to stay after school and write the line "There is no such thing as ghosts." but we returned to school the next day to on the board "Ms. McDonald is a GHOST." I don't know how I passed that year.

"It's time to do what I have waited my whole life to do." Jack said, lifting up the tools, "Rip a ghost apart molecular by molecular."

The blades were coming towards me and there was nothing I could do about it. I started calling out in my mind to anyone that might help. 'Sam, Tucker, Jazz, Queen Dora, Pandora, Frostbite, heck I would even take Vlad or the Box Ghost at this point.' I could feel the tip of the scalpel on my stomach, 'CLOCKWORK!' I shouted in my mind even as I used the last of my strength to chook out, "Stop!"

I waited to feel the cold blade dig in to my flash and end what was left of my life. I waited for what felt like hours, but it never came. I slowly open one eye to find that everything had stopped. And floating right above my parents in his purple cloak was Clockwork the Master of Time in his older form, seeming as old as time itself, which now that I think about it he just might be. His crimson red eyes look at me with pity. "I am sorry you had to learn your parents' true nature in this way young Daniel. But it is something you had to learn in order to take the next step in your life." Waved his staff and the binds that held me to the table dropped off of me. I slowly and carefully remove the blade from above my chest and tried to drag myself off of the table. "Slow down young one you body still needs to recover." Clockwork said as he produced a glowing blue vile of liquid. Shifting from his older form to that of a young child Clockwork continued. "Drink this. It will remove the drugs that they have used on you."

I reached out for the vile, if it had been anyone but Clockwork I would have hesitated but I knew that I could always trust Clockwork to have my best interests at heart. After taking the potion in my hand I found that my arm was too jittery to drink. It took almost a minute just to drink the stupid thing. Though the results were almost instantaneous, and my vision finally cleared. "Thanks Clockwork." I said, clearing my throat before continuing. "I thought that I was going to die for a minute there. Well die again really."

Clockwork shifted into his adult form before saying with a small chuckle, "No Daniel, your parade does not end here. But we must get busy now."

"What do you mean?"

"While you clean cannot stay here any longer. At least not if you want much of a future." As Clockwork said this I couldn't help but to dip my head in shame.

"But they said they would accept me." I said sounding rather childish but hay I am only twelve. The tears came unbidden to my eyes. 'How could they, they promised?'

"I am afraid Daniel that they had always meant to hurt you during the 'Reality Gauntlet' incident. If you had not erased their memories then they would have done this back then after you want to sleep." Clockwork was probably right; after all he did know everything. But hearing it still hurt. "You will live with me for a while, until you are train enough to perform a little job for me."

"Alright, I guess it is the least I can do after you saved me twice and help me cure the ecto-acne." 'It's not like I have anywhere else to go.' I said that last part only to myself.

"Good, but first, in order to stop you parents from coming after you, we will need to take or destroy all of their records and blueprints on ghosts and ghost hunting equipment." Clockwork said, opening a gate back to his tower. I started to carry the boxes of blueprints through the hole and placing them on the floor. Next I grabbed all the equipment I could; Fenton Phones, Ghost Gauntlets, Specter Deflectors, Portable Ghost Portal, and so on. After I grab everything that was of any uses before I finally turned to the Fenton Ghost Portal, I felt a stone sink into my heart at the thought of what I had to do. The portal was like a symbol of who I was and both what I fought and what I fought for. I slowly raised my hand and charged it with ecto-energy. I opened fire, blasting way until there was not even a screw left. My parents were left still frozen in time in the middle of an empty room.

"I am sorry that you had to do that Daniel." Clockwork seemed to understand what a cornerstone the portal had been in my life. "We should now say goodbye to your sister." My heart stopped, how was I suppose to tell Jazz that our mom and dad tried to kill me, or that I was going to have to leave and we meant never see each other again. Seeming to read my thoughts Clockwork said simply, "Do not worry, as long as you both live your paths will meet again." I gave a half hearted smile at his words.

This chapter took 25 minutes 24 seconds (Prologue not counted)

Day 1 complete.