Power

Why did it have to happen?

Why did fate, so cruel, have to tear him apart?

Why did everybody on the face of this strange planet we call Earth shun him?

Sam and Tucker were dead, his parents thought he was an abomination, Vlad was scared of him, hell, the Box Ghost wouldn't even come around anymore!

All because of one fight. "There are more of us than there are of you, Ghost Child!" Skulker was wrong there."You CAN NOT WIN!"

That was true. Sure, he beat them, but what about the rest of the world? The world that thought he was a freak! How could he beat the planet that was now united under the fact that he was an inhuman GHOST?

"I was still half human! Why can't you see that, Mom?"
"I'm not the mother of a ghost."
"Dad?"
"Get out of my house."
"Jazz?"

Her response was the worst. 'You're not my brother. My brother would have tried to find a safe way to beat them.' Safe.

"What are you doing!?!" A scream. "Danny! Stop! People are going to get hurt!" He couldn't stop. The power searing through him was addictive. The ground shook. Green light poured out from the cracks in the blacktop. Large chunks of earth flew up.
An explosion.

The newscast that night. "Footage confirms that the ghost boy is actually Danny Fenton. Less than an hour ago, he completely demolished the capital building. He killed the mayor and several other people. He cost us millions in damage. After the episode, he was unavailable for comment."

"Unavailable for comment." Yeah. He was kind of in a coma. Nobody cared. The most anybody did was move him to a park bench so they could start reconstruction.

He died. Without anything to sustain his human half, it ebbed away. He was fully ghost, no different from the rest of them.

The moment he died, he came out of his coma. Nobody would talk to him. Nobody cared. He flew to his parents house.

"Leave now, ghost."
"I'm your son!"
"You're a GHOST."

They kicked him out. He went to Sam's. She blatantly refused to answer the door. He didn't force her to talk to him.

So he tried Tucker's. The same. Nobody answered. Nobody wanted to talk to him. Nobody cared.

Finally he flew to the graveyard. There was no reason for it other than the fact that it calmed him down. It calmed him more so than usual that day. Perhaps because they were dead, like him.

A name caught his eye. SAMANTHA MANSON. "Sam…" he whispered. He spotted the tombstone next to her's. "Tucker…" he whispered. "I killed them. I KILLED THEM." He fell to his knees and sobbed. He started chanting "I killed them," like some sort of mantra. Finally, still choking on his sobs, his finger glowed green. On the tree behind their graves, he slowly carved.

"DANNY FENTON". Below he wrote: "Nobody cares." And the final message read "I didn't mean to."

That message made the news later. Apparently Danny Phantom left a goodbye message. On a tree in the cemetery, somebody burned into the bark the message: Danny Fenton. Nobody cares. I didn't mean to. Again: Danny Fenton. No…nobod-dy ca-cares…I'M A TERRIBLE PERSON! (please stand by).

Everyone felt terrible. A few people that had a direct influence on his life also carved into the tree.

His family went to that grave. His parents just stared at the tree. Jazz took a pocket knife and carved "I'm sorry," into the tree, right next to "Nobody cares."

Valerie, hurt by what had happened, also left a message. "You may not have meant to, but you still did."

The remaining Mansons and Foleys decided to leave a message, too. "We forgive you."

Even Vlad Masters came. He carved high on a branch, where nobody would see. "Dear boy, I still cared. I'm sorry."

"NO! Daniel, you know what you did! Pariah Dark himself had never caused that much destruction in such a short time!"
Tears welled up in his eyes. "I thought you wanted me to have power," he spat, before flying away.
"I'm sorry," Vlad whispered, a single tear falling to the ground.

Dash came as well. "Sorry for wailing on you, dude."

Dani also came. "Chill, dude. Life goes on. See ya in the GZ."

He was already in the ghost zone when her message was burnt into what was becoming known as "The Danny Fenton/Phantom Memorial". Clockwork himself was slightly tense around him, and that made him hurt more. Other ghosts would flee whenever he was around.

Even ghosts, the same species as him, were terrified. Walker refused to give him the death sentence, fearing that he would accidentally unleash that power.

He left the ghost zone at the exact same time Dani went in. He remained invisible and intangible, letting everybody go on with life. Nobody saw him.

But the ghosts started attacking again. He wanted to stop them, but he also didn't want to reveal himself. Eventually it became too much. He stole some hair dye and dyed his hair a dark blue. He found some clothes in a trash bin.

He reclaimed the protection of the city as his own job. His parents doubted it was him, so they didn't confront the ghost.

The end came when Skulker returned "Child, is that you?"

He didn't answer. He didn't talk anymore. Somebody might put the cheesy witty banter together with the old Phantom.

So Skulker attacked. He tried to divebomb the ghost, but he dodged and blasted his jetpack from behind. Skulker fell onto the ground.
"Ah, so it is you, Phantom. Nobody else has that fighting style."

Unfortunately, just at that time, his parents showed up, Jazz in tow.

"Ah, good. Your family. Somebody seems to be missing. Where are your two friends?"

"Shut up," Phantom growled darkly, tensing.

Skulker rolled onto his back and put his hands behind his head.

"Come to think of it, I haven't seen them since I've been back. Did something… unfortunate happen?"

"SHUT UP!" Phantom screamed, pouncing on Skulker. The Fentons couldn't shoot…they might hit the good ghost…perhaps it was Phantom…
Both ghosts were being extremely violent. Skulker was using every weapon in his arsenal, none of which had a great effect, and Phantom looked pissed, to say the very least.

Finally Jazz activated the Fenton Peeler and took careful aim She shot, and the robotic ghost started screaming. His suit fell apart into pieces, and a little green blob was left sitting in the remains.

"He's your son! He's your son! He's your son!" the blob cried, pointing at Phantom before Jazz sucked it into the thermos. She looked at the hooded ghost. Green eyes peered uncertainly from the shadow that the hood cast.

"Danny?" Jazz asked.

He vanished.

He was never seen again.