Author's Note: This fic started out as the brain child of a crazy idea I had. That was, to get a bunch of characters with the same voice actors/actresses together and hilarity would ensue. Right? Maybe not. I wisely decided the fic should take a different direction.
Later, I was going to make this a Danny Phantom/Teen Titans Crossover. But that didn't pan out either, mostly because Legend Maker's fic Danny's Inferno gave me that fix. In the interveining months between chapters two and three, while I was dormant as a writer, this fic became an unofficial sequel to Danny's Inferno--per Legend Maker's permission, of course. She also became the beta for several of the more recent chapters. This story will refer back to Danny's Inferno in mild portions. It is perfectly comprehensible without reading it, but I encourage you to anyway. 'Tis really good. But read this first... because hers is better and I don't want mine to look like crap by comparison.
Also, this was once deleted when FFN banned songfics and re-published, so this is actually my first fanfic. As such, I acknowledge that my prose is a bit purple and the plot is extremely far-fetched and some scenes and ideas aren't developed nearly enough.
-Cue An imaginary Epic Theme-
We pan over a darkened Amity Park. Red lighting Flashes in the air and words appear in its wake.
Chaltab Presents
In association with Legend Maker
Danny Phantom
The Fairly Odd Parents
&
the time traveling duo of Back to the Future
with cameos of various characters from DC comics
in
The Semi-Offical Sequel to Danny's Inferno
TIME PHANTOM
A Tragic Sequence of Happenings
Amity Park, Indiana
Friday, January 28, 2005
4:01 PM
Danny Fenton, a teenager with black hair and blue eyes, was walking home with his friends, Tucker Foley, a techno geek, and his ultra-liberal gothic friend Samantha Manson. The three shared a secret, a secret that could, if ever revealed, threaten Danny's very life. Because Danny Fenton isn't an ordinary teenager. He has been endowed with the powers of ghosts--and spends his free time as the superhero Danny Phantom.
"Tucker, I can't believe I let you talk me into going with you two to the Technology fair," said the disgruntled Sam. "I hate technology!"
"You school both of us at Doomed, and you hate technology?" shot back Tucker.
"Doomed is not technology," replied the offbeat goth, "it's art."
"Right," replied Tucker and Danny simultaneously, voices thick with sarcasm.
After a beat, Sam asked, "Hey Danny, why are you wasting your Friday at a techno-geek convention? You're not into tech that much."
"I know," said Danny dejectedly, "but my dad is showing off some of his ghost-catching technology, and he conscripted me to help him unload it."
"Bummer," agreed Sam, but Tucker was too stoked to understand. Techno-geek was his thing, after all.
Several yards back lingered Danny's only fully human enemy,Valerie Gray, trailed the three friends from a distance, hoping to learn something important. Danny and his stupid dog had cost her family everything, and she wanted—no, needed—revenge. And Danny's death suited her just fine. Mysterious packages from Wisconsin had contained technology, technology that Valerie had used to fight the Phantom Kid in the past. He had won the first round, but she'd end his life eventually. And now it seemed his own father would help her.
Meanwhile, on the other side of town, three sonic booms are heard. A flash of light produces and unusual sight: an eighties model DeLorean Motors sportscar erupts from nowhere, covered in sublimated water. The gull-wing doors open on both the passenger and drivers sides, and out step a young man, probably younger than thirty, and an older man, who has white hair despite his much-younger facial features.
"Marty," says the older man. "We've made it. Amity Park, Indiana, January 28, 2005."
"That's great, Doc," says the younger man. His voice sounds almost identical to Danny's. "Now where is this technology fair?"
"According to my research," says Doc, "It should be on the West side of town. C'mon, we'll find it." With that, the two visitors from another time get back in the car. But this time, it's wheels fold down horizontal, and it lifts off the ground. This car can fly! It speeds away in the direction the sun will soon be setting, hoping to undo the nightmare that Valerie Grey has made of the future.
Friday January 28, 2005, Dimmsdale, California
"AAHHH!" Yelled a nasally voice, dodging a shot from a flame thrower. The still-evil baby-sitter Vicky, aged 20, charged the soon-to-be thirteen Timmy Tuner. "This is unbelievable! She's a full fleged adult now, and she still loves to torture minors!" Timmy ran up the stairs of his two-story house and locked himself in his room.
Quickly barricading the door shut, Timmy darted to his fish bowl, and knelt, now too tall to talk to two certain somebodies without bending over. The goldfish, one with pink eyes and the other with green, suddenly disappeared, and became two humanoid creatures hovering above the bowl. Fairy Godparents! "Is Vicky still giving you trouble?" asked the pink haired fairy, Wanda. "I can't believe they let her do this still; shouldn't she be in college?"
"I don't care where she should be," yelled Timmy. "I just want to be somewhere else! Somewhere far away! No. I want to be somewhen far away. I wish I had my Time Scooter!"
Cosmo and Wanda raised their glowing wands, which were abruptly dulled by a farting noise. "Oh great. Now what?" asked Timmy.
Suddenly, a giant book called "Da Rules," appeared by Wanda. It contained all the rules that must be obeyed by godparents. Wanda frowned, "Ever since you screwed up Crocker's child hood there has been a debate on whether we should grant time travel requests. They've finally decided that we can no longer grant temporal wishes."
"Oh, great," said Timmy. "I suppose I can thank that idiot who screwed up McGovern's election for that one."
"Well at least it wasn't my fault this time like it usually is," piped in Cosmo. Wanda's husband was funny, but undeniably stupid.
"I've got it!" blurted Timmy, ignoring Cosmo. "I wish I knew where a Time Machine was located."
Wanda glanced back at the rules, and then nodded. "Nothing that says we can't help you find a time machine, sport. Lets see."
Wanda poofed in a crystal ball, and after a few minutes it simply showed a bird's eye view of Amity Park, Wyoming, and an eighties model sports car. "There you go, sport," she said.
"That looks even less modern than a Striker-Z," Timmy sighed, "but I guess it will do. I wish I was in Amity Park!" The two fairies' wands went up again, this time blasting a magic teleportation bubble around themselves and Timmy. So, when the door to Timmy's room and its supporting barricades finally disintegrated under the heat of Vicky's flamethrower, her favorite twerp was gone, and Vicky was left with the Turner household to herself.
Amity Park, Indiana, 6PM. Friday, January 28, 2005
Danny had just finished polishing the Specter Speeder, when his ghost sense triggered. A chilly blast of ectoplasm escaped from his mouth, and he looked around, preparing to fight. "Tucker," he called, "get over here."
Tucker arrived shortly. "What's up Danny? You look like you've seen a ghost?"
"Knock it off, Tucker," Danny whispered. "I just sensed one."
"Well it can't be Technus," said Tucker. "He's still trapped in level zero of Doomed, right?"
"I don't know, Tucker. Maybe a Ghost can escape it." Then Danny spotted the PFP, the new Portable Fenton Portal, that his dad was trying to set up. He was so busy with his adjustments he didn't realize he'd turned it on by mistake. Thee was a small ghost, wearing overalls and a movers hat. The Box Ghost, Danny recognized. He flew around the show floor, causing the cardboard boxes to hover off the ground. Suddenly, he became visible to the rest of the fair-goers, as evidenced by their screams of fright. He wouldn't hurt anyone, Danny thought. But just to be on the safe side, he ducked into a porta-potty. "I'm going ghost!" Danny screamed, though he'd used that battle cry less and less since he'd met Vlad Plasmius, the only other human-ghost hybrid in existence... That he knew of...
Not wanting to remind himself of his perpetual inability to defeat Vlad, he charged, invisible, into the tent and slugged the Box Ghost, sending his weightless body flying out side. Danny flew up out of the tent, making himself visible to the box Ghost.
"You!" the Box Ghost shouted, "I am the BOX GHOST, master of all containers square and cardboard. Beware!"
"Yeah," replied Danny, "I think we've met before!" A he said this, he grunted and threw another haymaker, driving his fist into the BG's gut. Briefly, Tucker appeared outside and threw Danny a Fenton Thermos, an average thermos redesigned by Jack Fenton to catch apparitions. Danny squeazed off a round and watched the Box Ghost disappear into the cylindrical container. Danny waved a 'Thank you' at Tucker, who waved back briefly, only to be suddenly hit by a flying net. Danny looked the direction from which it came.
And there he saw his only living arch-enemy, Valerie Gray.
End Note: The tense shifts during the Doc and Marty scenes were some sort of stupid artsy attempt to portray them as always 'in the present' or something. Don't ask. I was an idiot in 2005.