See the end of the chapter for more info about the universe and power levels this story will use.

Also:

Dani (the clone) will be the MC of this story. The plot will follow heavily the plot of YJ season 1 (and 2, possibly 3) but I'll try to add scenes that are not from the series. This is because I'm partly using this type of re-written series story as writing exercise to practice writing action scenes (and my English).

I'm not native English speaker, so I apologize all grammar error in this and future chapters. If someone is interested in being a Beta for this story, please contact me via PM.

I hope you will enjoy!

Danny landed clumsily on the broken roof that had lost almost quarter of its original size. He was breathing heavily, trying his best to support the weight of the wounded ghost leaning on his side.

"Still in the world of the living, Johnny?" the halfa asked, helping the biker ghost to sit down so his back leaned against the concrete railing, while studying the oozing stump that had once been his right leg with worry.

Johnny led out a shaking laugh, trying his best hold his usual cocky smirk. "Why are you worrying so much about little scratch like this, punk?" the ghost raised the remains of his leg, as if trying to prove something to the teen in front of him, the immediately following spasm of pain probably making him to regret his decision. "Seriously," Johnny gritted his teeth, "this is nothing compared to what Kitty is going to do to me when she finds out I let that thing take a bite out of me."

Danny rolled his eyes, too tired to come up with any of his normal snarky comments, before moving his focus to dig through the small metal crate next to them, similar to those that could now be found on several other rooftops and alleys all around Amity Park. The boxes had been Jazz idea, something she had thought up around second day of the attack, making it easier to the defender teams to get first aid and food while trying to slow the monster down in hopes to give Danny's parents and the city's other sharper minds enough time to figure out the way to stop it.

"Do you think Kitty and I could buy a house from Amity Park? I mean, I don't think we have any money, but I could get a job and earn some." Johnny asked suddenly out of nowhere. "After this attack is over, of course."

"You are being delirious," Danny said seriously and pushed a bottle full of glowing ectoplasm to Johnny's hand, then moved back next to him, lifting the remains of the ghost's leg on his lap to bandage the thumb with more ease. It wouldn't be that good of help, but at least it would give Johnny more time and Danny could call someone to take him back to the Ghost Zone instead of taking him there himself.

The movement of leg made the ghost hiss out of pain. "Yeah, maybe a little… We could also get a kid. Kitty keeps saying she wants one of those when we 'calm down' a bit."

"Sure, why not," Danny sighed, deciding to humour the biker while continuing his own task. "Have you talked about the names yet?"

"Naah, but how about Black Cat? Get it? Because I'm all about bad luck and Kitty is well… my kitty." Johnny chuckled and made that cat paw thing with his free hand to emphasize his point. "Or maybe not. She has always liked fancier names." Johnny fell quiet, staring the sky above them and for a moment Danny thought he had finally passed out. "How do you say Black Cat in French?"

"Sorry Johnny, can't speak French to safe my life," the halfa tried his best to keep his tone light and not to focus how his gloves were slowly turning damp from warm ectoplasm. Johnny's own answer was just a vague grunt and a long sip from the bottle Danny had given to him before turning his gaze up to follow how white fluffy clouds above them continued their travel over the bright blue sky.

At that point Danny had already finished his task and sat down in between the ghost and 'the loot box', a nickname that some of Danny's fellow gaming nerds had started to use and somehow turned it to better known name than Jazz's official 'first-aid, tool, refreshment and communication container' or FATRC-container for short. Danny peeked inside the still open box and picked up some dry meat alongside a small walkie-talkie like device which emergency button he pushed. It should send a signal back to Fenton Works and hopefully someone would come to collect Johnny and Danny could return to distract the monster for another three hours before his sift would end.

Speaking of the monster… Danny glanced towards the direction where the Axion Labs had once been, his mouth full of salty and, well… dry, meat. The thing had hardly managed to move more than a step during the time Danny had spent taking the care of his wounded ally, but even that was too much. Despite the small army of both ghosts and armed amateur ghost hunters (aka every citizen of Amity Park who was old enough to handle Fenton Work's anti-ghost weapons) buzzing around it, the huge embodiment of ectoplasm had already managed to make its way through the first couple city blocks and if they didn't get a miracle soon, it would take it only a week or less to reach Fenton Works and the ghost portal in it. The horror stories his parents had told him during those hurried morning briefings were more than enough to make Danny to shiver whenever he thought what could and would happen if the ectoplasm eating monster ever get access to the Ghost Zone's endless supply of natural, pure ectoplasm. It was already bad enough that it seemed to be able to absorb basic ecto-blasts and even eat ghosts, gaining more size and strength every time it did so, but after that… It would literally be unstoppable.

In a way, it already was. No one knew where the monster had come from or even what it was. It was made out of ectoplasm, it was sure, but it wasn't a ghost. According his parents' sensors, the energy signature it had, was a completely different compared to any ecto-lifeform they had ever seen. And then there were those worrisome reports all around the world about similar monsters made from varied materials they consumed in purpose to get stronger. And since everyone was busy with their own monsters, the world had no time or resources to help Amity Park more than it already had with sending food and medical held alongside weapons and ammo that had turned out to be completely useless against the monster. Thanks to its ectoplasmic body, anti-ghost weaponry was at least able to slow it down a bit, as well as the most of the ghosts' 'special' attacks, but nothing had really hurt it. Even Vlad's 'masterplan', which had led the now former mayor to reveal his double identity, had ended up being a disaster and cost time they could have used much more wisely.

"Danny!" the voice of familiar girl brought the halfa back from his dark thoughts and he turned to look at his heavily breathing female clone slash cousin who had just landed on the roof top. Being both physically and theoretically clearly under sixteen - the age the town council had ordered as minimum age for those who wanted to join to fight against the monster (mostly because the majority of the town's best ghost hunters hadn't even celebrated their 17th birthday) - the Ghost Girl had taken the role of the messenger and delivery girl together with an unofficial tittle of Fenton family's bodyguard. Even though the girl complained more than once a day how unfair this arrangement was and how she missed all the fun, her job had been all-important for their survival. Not even mentioning how much easier it was for Danny to breath when he knew for sure one more of his loved ones was safe from the monster's attack. At least for now.

Danny swallowed the food down and lifted his now green and grey glove as a greeting "Hi Dani," the older halfa attended to smile so she wouldn't think he was the one got hurt then poked Johnny's side. "Hey, 13, wake up. Your ride is here."

The ghost muttered something incoherent about his bike but did not open his eyes, causing a cold worry to tighten its hold around Danny's innards for a second, until the sound of loud snoring revealed that the ghost was just decided to have a little nap to save his energy.

"What?" Dani confused voiced drew Danny's attention back at her just in time to see the girl kneel in front of him. It was only then when she seemed to notice the biker ghost and in what shape his leg was. "Yeah, I'll do that just in sec," she grimaced in disgust before she pushed the radio she had been carrying with her to Danny's hands, her whole being radiating excitement and dared he say, hope. "Maddie send me to bring you this. You can't believe what they are telling in the news!"

Curious to find out what had lifted his cousin's mood so, Danny turned the radio on, which had already set to play the news channel, filling the air with much more cheerful voice of some reporter than Danny had heard for days.

"-Washington DC and Green Lantern of Coast City have just managed to defeat the fire creature terrorising Paris. The witnesses have told about the use of similar device as Batman of Gotham City and Martian Manhunter of Chicago were caught to use when immobilizing Carolina's tree monster less than 20 minutes ago, supporting the theory that these seven heroes are indeed working together. After this latest victory, the only known monster still mobile are the slime creature of Amity Park and the golden bird seen in several countries in Afri-."

"Hey look, we have birds too" Johnny's raspy words caught two halfas' attention. They had been drinking every single word the reporter let out from his mouth like sponges, growing smiles on their lips, but now their eyes snapped to stare up the sky, just in time to see something blue and red fly over their heads.

"Wait. Was that…?"

"Superman." Danny whispered, his eyes huge and full of almost childish awe when he recognized his role model and idol whose example had driven him to continue keeping Amity Park safe despite how badly he had messed up and how harshly people had judged him. What was he doing in Amity Park?

Dani flew up in the air, trying to see better what the Man of Steel was trying to do to the monster. "There is some red blur spinning really fast around the creature. Wait… I think it's creating a torna-. Butter Biscuits! It's the Flash!"

"What?!" with one jump Danny was floating next to his cousin, just in time to see how the Scarlet Speedster from neighbouring state caused the already wobbly pile of ectoplasm turn into corkscrew like spiral out of the strength of the self-made tornado, making it unable to move. Well, he saw a red blur to do it, but Danny had seen enough news to recognize one of the Flash's trademark tricks.

The girl hugged Danny's arm tightly and started to tug him towards the battle that had just turned in their favour, "Danny, this is our chance. We need to go and help them," she almost laughed to her cousin's still awestruck expression as he stared at Superman, who had stopped to float in front of the creature's face, the object on the hero's hands way too small to be seen as nothing but shapeless spot from there where the halfas were watching.

Dani had to call his name couple more times before the Ghost Boy was able to snap out of his dazed state and think rationally.

"No, you have to take Johnny back to the Zone and tell my parents what is going on here," he gave a genuinely apologetic smile when the younger halfa voiced her loud complains. "You won't miss anything big. Look, whatever they are doing is already working."

And indeed, it was. The monster's body was started dropping huge chunks of ectoplasm off from its body with increasing speed and the unnatural screams of rage and pain had replaced the sounds of firing weapons that had been through their city apart way too long.

Still, Dani pouted "But I wanted to meet the Flash…" she whined, and for once she truly looked like a ten-year-old she physically was, making Danny to smile and ruffle her hair.

"I will get his autograph for you if he sticks around long enough," he promised. This didn't seem to please Dani that much, but she still let out a defeated sigh, then floated down so she could clumsily lift Johnny up from the roof where he had once again fallen in deep slumber.

When Dani had flown far enough to ensure Danny she was indeed going all way to the Fenton Works and not planning to drop poor Johnny on some other rooftop, the halfa turned his eyes back towards the already almost finished 'battle' and took a deep breath to calm his nerves.

"Okay. You can do this. They are just people like you. And adults… And probably thinking you are just a kid playing hero… No, not going there. Just be calm." he muttered to himself while flying to the direction where he had last seen Tucker. Even though it hurt his pride to admit it, Danny was sure there wasn't much he could do to help the two older heroes. He had already tried his everything to stop it, and now when the Flash had even managed to stop the monster's march through the city, there really was no point to go shoot it with ecto-blast the creature would just absorb anyway. Plus, with his luck, his help would only end up ruining the two adult heroes' plan.

"Da- Phantom! Down here!" the halfa looked down and saw his best friend standing on the top of a dumpster surrounded by several other familiar faces. They must have come here to seek shelter from the strong winds the Flash's tornado had caused, and which were still ruffling the hairs of those closest of the alley's entrance.

"Tucker," Danny really tried to hide how relieved he was to see his best friend mostly unharmed in presence of humans who still had no idea who their ghostly protector really was.

"Did you see him? It's Superman. The. Freaking. Superman!" the self-claimed technology expert pointed up above the shrinking monster where the Man of Steel was still floating.

"And the Flash," Kwan piped in with same glee in his voice. The whole football team had been a huge help with defending Amity Park and most of them had learned how to handle the anti-ghost weapons almost terrifyingly fast, making Danny more than happy that none of them hadn't shown much interest towards hunting ghosts during the past few years. On the other hand, there had been couple times when the Team Phantom had fought alongside their fellow students, so maybe Danny shouldn't have been that surprised.

"Anyway…" Tucker cleared his throat and returned to type his PDA on which he had at some point managed to paint a camouflage. "That device he is using is sending some sort energy wave which is forcing, whatever thing keeping the monster together is, out." the teen looked back up to his friend, grinning like Cherice Cat, "I don't know, nor care, how in the world they managed to figure out the right frequency and all that so fast, but I think they might actually be able to stop that things for good."

"Oh, they have already done it" Danny lifted the radio he was still carrying on his hand and tossed it to Star. "News are going crazy about how Martian Manhunter and other vigilantes have been defeating the monsters with similar devices all around the world."

The blonde girl turned the radio's volume higher, so everyone could hear how the reporter was already babbling what was happening in Amity Park and about four hero team up in Africa where the golden bird was turned out to be far faster opponent than the one their city had been dealing with.

"So, it will be over soon?" the Lunch Lady asked from no one in particular as she stared how the last pieces of ectoplasm where thrown away by the power of the tornado, leaving behind only a weird, shimmering ball of golden energy. As its last desperate act, the energy ball shot up to the sky, and for a couple seconds it looked almost like a silent lightning had struck in the middle of the Flash's tornado, only to reserved direction.

The both ghosts and humans watched in awe how Superman shot up to chase after the energy creature, soon disappearing behind the clouds and probably even out of the atmosphere. Then the heavy, expecting silence fell above them.

When there was no any explosions or bright flash of lights, Danny, among the few others, teared his eyes back at the former battlefield where the tornado had already slowed down enough them to see the red clad human like figure running literally circles, before the person finally stopped and started to swipe the glowing goo out of his suit.

"Should we do something?" Kwan's voice whispered somewhere behind him and soon Danny could feel the multiple pairs of eyes staring at him, waiting him to make the first move.

"Dude, it's okay." Tucker placed his hand on Danny's shoulder, for once not caring of all those reasons why they needed to keep their distance, since being there for his best friend was sometimes more important than keeping people from wondering. "You don't have to do it if you don't want to."

The halfa patted the human teen's hand, a wordless thank you from his concern, and straightened his back. He was the hero of this town and therefore, by unwritten rules, it was his job to deal with the other heroes. Slowly, but not too slow so the man in the red suit wouldn't think he was hesitating or afraid, Phantom flew out from the safety of the alley to the light of the cloudy afternoon. He was already able to see the white lenses of the Flash's cowl when the other man finally noticed his approach and the Scarlet Speedster dropped the handful of ectoplasm he had just gathered from his suit, adopting a wide smile.

"Phantom, I assume," the speedster's voice was carefree and he seemed genuinely happy to meet the Ghost Boy, helping Danny to forget at least some of his nervousness and relax his shoulders he hadn't even realised to be so stiff. "I'm the Flash, from Central City," then he seemed to notice something behind the halfa, turning his expression a bit more sheepish. "And sorry about the mess. This slime wasn't as heavy as I imagined"

"Ectoplasm," Phantom found himself correcting as he landed in front of the older hero and shook the hand the man was offering. "And yeah, I know who are. It's an honour to finally meet you in person."

Danny's words seemed to surprise Flash for a second until he suddenly let out an amused laugh. "Honoured? To meet me?" the red suited hero shook his head. "Well, you surely are the first colleague of mine I have heard to say that."

"Well, umm…" the halfa rubbed his neck, trying to keep himself from blushing out of embarrassment. And had he heard correctly? Did the Flash really saw him as colleague? As in his equal?

The man seemed to realise what was going on between the teen's ears "Don't worry, kid" Flash chuckle and winked. "I'm fan of your work too."

That surely made Danny's eyes pop out of his head, "Really?" he was now completely sure the man was joking. Danny knew better than well what kind of reputation Phantom had in media and how sometimes his battles with other ghosts caused more damage than good. There was no way that Central City's bellowed hero, who literally had his own museum and day named after him, would be 'a fan' of Phantom's work.

"Of course," even with that goofy smile of his, Flash somehow managed to make his response to sound like the most obvious thing in the world. "You have been around as long as I have, and you are what? Nineteen?" the red hero froze for a second staring at Phantom a calculating look in his eyes. "I think… You are not really a spirit of dead kid like they say, right?" without giving the teen time to answer or correct his mistake with the age the man continued. "Anyway. You have keeping this city in pretty good shape considering how often you have some weird accident here. You even managed to get your city out of alternate dimension! How cool is that!"

"You have also done a remarkable job with slowing down the Appellaxian," another, deeper voice joined in their conversation and when looking up, Phantom saw how his idol had returned from his chase, the object he had used to separate the energy creature from its ectoplasmic host body, soundly secured under his arm.

"Hi Supes! Made sure that the ball of sunshine isn't going to mess with our planet anytime soon?" Flash greeted his ally then hurried to whisper to now officially awestruck Danny's ear "Don't worry, I'll introduce you two."

"I-" the halfa nervously cleared his throat "I didn't do it alone. Every human and ghost played just as big or even bigger role in defending Amity Park than me."

Superman, now fully landed and standing next to the Scarlet Speedster, nodded his head in approval, his posture so self-confident and powerful that there wasn't even slightest hint of doubt in Danny's mind why this man in front of him was already known as the greatest hero of the world. How in the world Danny's future-self had managed to defeat this almost god like alien was beyond the halfa's understanding, but he was sure it hadn't been a fair fight.

"But you were the one who gave them hope and inspirited them to defend their homes. It is a feat none of us managed to accomplish and nothing to be ashamed of. And if I have learned anything from this attack on Earth, it's that putting your bride aside and admitting you need others help sometimes demands more inner strength than marching to the battle on your own."

To Danny, it sounded like Superman was leaving something big out of the story, but it was easy to let it slip. He had just been complimented by Superman, the very same man who had been the first superhero for almost fifty years, starting the new generation of the heroes in wake of his own simple desire to do good for his home planet. It was a moment so unreal Danny was almost certain he was dreaming and he would probably have made a completely fool out of himself if Flash hadn't decided to step in right then.

"Phantom, meet Superman. Superman, Phantom." Flash's words sounded like they had come somewhere faraway and Danny had to almost physically slap himself to move when his idol offered his hand.

"It's a pleasure." his words were genuine, just like the speedster's before him, and when Danny shook his hand, the halfa just knew this was a moment he would return in his memories many times later in his life. He just hoped the grin on his face wasn't making him to look like a complete idiot.

And somewhere there, beyond the boundaries of the dimensions, in the lair where the time itself lost its meaning, a lone figure followed this historical scene through the veil of time. His whole figure was surrounded by aura of someone who had patiently witnessed the birth of the masterpiece from the something that others had once considered as ugly and twisted.

If there was anyone in the known universe who knew with all certainty what this handshake truly meant, it was him.

It was the first light of the new dawn: the dawn of the golden age of the heroes. From this moment now on, young Daniel would travel towards the greater destiny than just protecting his own little city from the creatures of the Ghost Zone. It would still take some years until he would be ready to join the newly established team – no, the League- of heroes. And even though the young man did not know it yet, by just defeating his fears and meeting these two men, Daniel had chosen a future he could not escape like the one he had fight against in the past.

The gears of the ancient clock tower turned and one by one, the dark windows around the old man lighted up, showing the greatest victories and the most painful defeats the Phantom of Amity Park would face, not forgetting the moments of personal happiness and sadness; everything this still wet eared hero would accomplish, changing the future in the ways only this all-knowing being knew. There were still infinite number of crossroads and endings, but the boy had already managed to find his way out of the labyrinth and the ageless ghost trusted in the man whose destiny he had chosen to change despite it breaking all the rules binding him. It had been, as humans liked to say, a leap of faith from his part and now when this lone watcher saw the future he had foreseen eons before the birth of these three men, the ghost knew he had made the right choice.

But with every new beginning, came the end of another tale. Daniel wouldn't need his guidance anymore; the boy was safe from the shadow of the dark future he would sill fear as long as the halfa had time left in this world. And even if he would come to seek the old ghost's advice and help, he couldn't, nor wouldn't, give the hero any other kind of help than something he had already destined to offer.

The historical scene ended, and the cloaked child smiled as he saw how the white-haired girl flew across the clearing to the side of the man she still refused call anything else but her cousin. Pushed the notebook she had brought with her on the surprised looking speedsters face, causing the other two men laugh to the child's enthusiasm.

Yes, Daniel's future might be now out of his reach, but this young woman had yet to choose the destiny she would follow. The time had so much to give to her, but only number of those fates could be accomplished within this universe. And even the all-seeing being like Clockwork could not be sure which one of these roads would be the one the world under his care would witness. All he could do was to watch and wait.

But for now, everything's the way it is supposed to be.

Some facts so we all are on same page.

Danny and Dani's powers:

First of all. I will not give Danny any new powers, nor Dani any powers that Danny doesn't have. If I end up chancing the later one at some point of this project, then sorry. This in very unlikely though.

Canon Danny is already very strong compared to DC heroes (probably near Superman level and he is supposed to be "the strongest hero" of DCU) so in this fic I have made him in some ways weaker than he is in his own show and given the ghosts extra weaknesses.

If you think they are too weak, be free to critique, but personally I think Phantoms are this way more balanced members of their respected teams.

Super strength: Hartman has said that as ghost, gravity doesn't effect on Danny, allowing him to fly and lift heavy objects. Therefore, in this story, gravity manipulation is the power that allow Phantoms (aka Danny and Dani) to lift much heavier objects than other heroes with same strength level.

Without help of the gravity manipulation Danny can lift (in his ghost form) about 590 kg (1300 lb) making him slightly stronger than the strongest known human (578 kg or 1268 lb). Dani being A younger and B female can only lift around 320 kg (around 700 lb).

With help of the gravity manipulation both Phantoms are able to lift full schoolbuses with ease (like Danny does in show) and maybe more.

Speed: Danny's current top flying speed is around 320 km/h (200mph) while Dani can only fly 240 km/h (150 mph). Top speed takes a lot of energy, so they don't usually fly that fast.

Ecto-blasts: My personal headcanon is that natural ecto-blasts have a bigger effect on ghosts than living creatures (their aura/life energy is protecting them or something). Because of this, if normal living being gets hit by ghost's ecto-blast, it won' hurt much more than getting hit by football (or soccer ball to those who speak American English) kicked from close distance.

If as strong ecto-blast hits a ghost… Well imagine the same scenario but the football is replaced with glowing hot cannonball.

Both Danny and Dani can use the basic powers seen in the show like invisibility, intangibility, overshadowing and

cryokinesis.

Dani can't use Ghost Wail and has yet to master duplication (she can create herself extra head but that's pretty much it)

Weaknesses: All ghosts are naturally weak against the other ghosts' attacks, electricity (the ones with tech/electricity based powers are more resistant) and magic. The modern anti-ghost inventions are the first "unnatural" weakness but some people count them under the same category as electricity or ghosts' attacks even though the ectoplasm they use is synthesis.

Ages/Time line:

DP-series: Fall 2000 to Spring 2003 (PP replaced with Appellaxian invasion/prologue)

At the beginning of YJ Danny (and Sam + Tucker) are 24 years old, making them as old as Black Canary (that was accident, I swear).

Dani is physically 17, really 8 yo (Vlad created her at spring 2002)

Jazz is 26

Vlad, Maddie and Jack are 54 (Vlad become halfa 1981 at age of 25)