this is a little interlude between stories as it is i am waiting on a source of information to write the sequel to "Now this is interesting". Until i recieve such information this i hope will tide you over. it had nothing to do with either story nor is it as light hearted as the other one not nearly. i would be surprised if it at all falls under the category humor. I am currently in a period of dark creation as will e see in this so don't expect it to be happy until it nears the end. This probably wont be that long. well that's all i can explain for now.

I do not own Danny Phantom. The Butterfly Of Onyx & Blood I however do own so hands off people.

Phantom Butterfly

Daniel Fenton sat on the edge of the roof of his home, tears streamed down his face leaving trails of black from the eye liner he'd donned earlier that day. He no longer wore his simple red and white t-shirt with blue jeans, instead he had on black jeans with the knees ripped out of them, silver chains went around his waist as a belt, he wore a black shirt with the sleeve looking shredded at the ends and under that a skintight fishnet shirt, on his hands he had black fingerless gloves, around his neck he had a choker that had a blood red butterfly painted in the back ground of and onyx pentagram, and black steel toed boots adorned his feet. His clothing had shifted into this dark mood ever since the accident in the lab two years ago. His hair had been permanently stained the frosty white his ghost form held.

He cried because of the loss of not only his best friend Tucker Foley, but also for the loss of his friends girlfriend and Danny's own sister Jasmine Fenton. Now there was no one in the world he would be able to tell his secret. His life was only liveable because of his friend and sister's support. They were there for him when he needed them and in return he protected the entire city of Amity Park. Now there was nothing for him, in neither world.

He had decided he would end it all as he was tired of his lousy half life. Some may ask what I mean by half life. That is a tale for another time I'm afraid, but all will be made relevant in good time my friends.

Danny finally stood from his sitting spot and looked over the edge of his home. It was three stories tall surely enough to kill a human, but then again he was only half human. A single ring of crimson light spread outwards from his middle then seperated one moving up the other moving down. As they moved over his body they changed his attire. He now wore a hazmat suit that was riddled with rips and tears on it's front over his chest on on his back, his black fingerless gloves turned silver and now had metal tips on the knuckles, his boots had also become silver but were basically the same as before, and finally on his back now rested two beautiful crimson red angelic wings. He was never quite sure why this form had wings when he didn't need them to fly.

In a small show of theatrics he used his wings to lift himself into the aire about a hundred feet from the top of his roof and positioned himself over the pavement. His once sapphire eyes, now glowing green, looked down at the ground with a small bit of longing. When he next touchedthe ground it would bring a solace to his existance that he had never had from the beginning. When he hit the ground it would bring an end to the constant bullying he recieved in school. It would bring an end to the ghosts that were constantly after his hide. It would bring an end to the ghost hunters that tried to destroy him for existing. And most of all it would end the indecision of where he belonged, for in life he was only half alive and only half dead. Neither human nor ghost. He was neither yet both. He belonged neither here nor there and because of that he figured he didn't belong anywhere. Maybe if he was fully dead he would belong somewhere.

With that final thought in mind he closed his eyes, leaned back, turned back into his huma form, and let gravity take hold of his body.

In the distance a girl with black hair and amethyst eyes watched the young hero plummet to his demise. She sighed.

"Does he truly have to be my charge? Why can't i have someone a little more... I dunno... cheery?", her soft voice asked. Seemingly no one responded but she spoke as if someone had,"Fine, fine I'll do it but you owe me one." The young woman flew towards young Daniel Fenton and before catching him used a spell to force him into a sleep. After catching him she brushed back some of his icy hair and looked at his face.

"It's a shame you have suffered so young soul and i understand your longing to end you life but you are still needed here in order to save the world from the claws of a menace that will make the lives of others as miserable as yours has been", she flew the young teen into his room and set him on his bed. She touched one finger to her lips then to his left temple. With that she faded slowly into invisabililty and left him there to join her human family on the other side of town.

Soon after she left Danny awoke with a start staring into the darkness that had engulfed his room as the sun set. He looked at his hands and touched them to his face and pinched himself. He sighed deeply in depression. Even his own life edning only happened in his dreams. He lay back sadly wiping away more tears that had started to form. He would need to go to go to school the next day and for that he would need more sleep and unfortunately he was willing to give his body what it needed and fell into a dep sleep full of strange dreams that involved strange girls with black hair and purple eyes.

(( The next day at school in the morning))

Danny walked into the building his blue eyes down cast. His white hair swished slightly with each step he took. As he passed his fellow classmates he could hear there whispers as clear as day. They said he was cursed for being the only one that survived the fatal crash that claimed his friend and sister. He had heard it all the day before.

Not watching where he was going he ran straight into the hulking body of none other than the resident jock and bully, Dash Baxter. He stumbled and fell back. He looked up his eyes holding no emotion as he stared unflinchingly into the jock's glare.

Dash reached down picking Danny up by the collar of his black shirt. He held him there for a moment looking the young man in the eye before planting him on his feet and turning away to talk to the other jocks once again throwing over his shoulder to Danny,"You're not worth it, Fentoid."

Danny just moved along without hesitation or pause to reflect on the beating he had escaped. He no longer cared one way or the other. He just wanted to get through the day.

His first class was Lancer's. He sighed in contempt. Maybe this class wouldn't be so droll if he had a study partner.

He forced the tears back as the class reminded him of hw he and tucker would pass notes in the middle of class. He let out a shuddering breath as he took his seat near the back of the class.

As students piled in he noted with muted interest that there was a new student, she had black hair, amethyst eyes, a black choker around her neck with a red butterfly, a purple t-shirt, blue jeans, and combat boots. Her black hair was tied back and hung half way down her back. She took a seat next to him.

Mr. Lancer for once came in late and faced the class," Class, we have a new student", The girl next to him gave an annoyed look but stood up gave a short wave and plopped back into her seat," I expect you all to treat her warmly on her first day." The class, all except for Danny, gave a curt nod and Lancer launched into his english lesson. Danny easily drowned him out as he sat back closed his eyes and popped in his ear phones. He was listening to a few songs on a chosen playlist of his. None of which would improve his mood.

(( At lunch))

At lunch Danny sat down at the table he would have normally shared with his bestfriend, but ofcourse now there was no one to share the table with. He didn't try to hold back the tears this time and once again they left black trails down his face from his eyeliner. He heard, and chose to ignore, the calls of 'Cry baby!' from other studets who laughed at him. It didn't matter if he said anything, they would still tease him either way.

He didn't notice when the new girl sat down across from him until he looked up from his plate. She wasn't staring questioningly at him, or with pitty in her eyes. She didn't just sit there in an akward silence wodering if she should ask this new person to be her friend. She just sat there and ate her salad as if she had done so before a thousand times.

Danny decided he liked the quiet so did the same. When he was done with his food he moved to some homework he still needed to finish from the night before. He sighed as he began to read through what he had written and moved to what he was supposed to write when he came to a block in his vocabulary. He sighed deeply. It seemed as if the fates were conspiring against him, trying to make him interract with others.

He looked up at the young woman that sat across from him once more and decided he might as well get it over with,"Excuse me miss..." His voice was monotone.

"Sam, call me Sam", She replied not looking up from her own work for a moment before coming into eye contact with Danny," How may i help you?"

"Do you know another word or phrase for imprisonment?", He asked once again in monotone. She looked at her own work for a moment then looked back up at him.

"Seal, Shackles, bindings. That's all i've got", she went back to her own studies. Danny just nodded deciding he would use bindings as his word of choice. Soon the rest of the lunch period was lost on him as he delved ever deeper into his work completing multiple pages in the time he had. Once the bell rang he stood up putting his stuff away and was about to leave when the girls soft voice reached his ears.

"I didn't catch your name", she said.

"It's Danny."

"Well, Danny, i need a tour guide for around town... Do you mind being it?"

Danny thought for a moment about her question. he decided he might as well.

"Sure... Meet me on the front steps of the school at three thirty and we'll walk around town", his voice ever the monotone as he spoke. He then walked off without a second thought.

Sam smiled slightly as she put stuff into her backpack," You will be ready for battle soon my young charge." she said watching as Danny walked away," Then you may join your friends in heaven if you wish."

(( End Chapter one))

A/N: and so ends this chapter. Tell me if you like it... Tell me if you don't like it... Just tell me something. That's all for now. see ya later people.