Merry Christmas Sapphireswimming! This story is dedicated to her as a christmas present! Best of wishes and lots of huggles! Enjoy!

The wind buffeted my face as I flew by the large mountains that held many houses. Cars were backed up on long highways, and clouds with different shades of grey rolled down the hills and spilled into the hollowed out areas of the land. I was tired of flying. My brown backpack had grown empty from the long trip, and my arms felt as heavy as led.

Oh, for those of you who don't know me, I'm Danny Fenton aka Danny Phantom. When I'm a human, I have black hair and sky blue eyes. When I'm a ghost, I have white hair and green eyes. It's a little complicated. How did I become a ghost? This will explain:

(Danny Phantom)

(He's a Phantom, Phantom)

Yo Danny Fenton he was just fourteen when his parents built a really strange machine. It was designed to view a world unseen.

(He's going to catch them all cause he's Danny Phantom.)

When it didn't quite work his folks they just quit, then Danny took a look inside of it. There was a great big flash, everything just changed, his molecules got all rearranged

(Phantom, Phantom)

When he first woke up he had realized he had snow white hair and glowing green eyes.
He could walk through walls, disappear and fly. He was much more unique then the other guys. And it was then Danny knew what he had to do. He had to stop all the ghosts that were coming through.
He's here to fight for me and you!

(He's gonna catch them all cuz he's Danny Phantom, gonna catch them all
cuz he's Danny Phantom, gonna catch them all cuz he's…)

(Danny Phantom)

Pretty cool song? Now I'll explain why I'm flying who-knows-where in the United States. I'm on the run. Not just from those Guys in White who are me for being a criminal. Not just to get away from that fruitloop Vlad Plasmius.

I ran away from everyone. Sam, Tucker, Jazz, my parents, school… basically it's everyone in Amity Park. I ran away from home. I can't explain why at the moment, but until the day there are answers, I'll have to keep you guys in the dark… because I don't even know why I ran away.

XXX

Eventually I found a place to land. Flying to the back of a small one story house, I changed into my human form.

That was a problem… because the air here was extremely cold and I didn't have anything but the clothes on my back. After I walked casually as I could, I found a bench to rest on that faced the highway. I didn't care if I looked homeless. I needed a place to rest, and that bench was the closest thing to dry and comfortable.

I sat down and pulled out a note pad and a pen from the backpack to write down my surroundings.

The driveways were worn down and cracked in some places, and the frosting evening air made the small neighborhood look dreary. People rushed by without noticing me. Long pants, thick winter jackets, and an occasional woman with a plain scarf hinted to me that it was probably mid-October.

I clutched my black pen tightly as the cold slowly stole the feeling from my fingers and continued to write. The houses were normal like the one I transformed behind with very little or no front yard. I didn't see any room for front lawns anyways. Most of the territory here seemed to be all concrete with many mountains and water sources.

Suddenly the cold started to get to me faster. My jeans kept my legs warm, but my short red and white tee-shirt left my arms bare and exposed. I clutched my arms as and brought up my knees to keep whatever body heat I had left.

Everyone passed by, ignoring me. That's how it had always been, with normal human Danny Fenton invisible to the world unless he had negative colored hair and eyes and dressed in a skintight suit while flying around all heroic like superman. I was a no body unless I changed my name and acted noble.

Closing my eyes, I wallowed in my thoughts of self pity.

XXX

A warm hand touched my shoulder, stopping my train of thought and bringing me back to earth.

I slowly looked up to see who had touched me. I had expected a grown up or a police officer to take me in for questions because I was acting all homeless. Instead I met curious chocolate brown drooping eyes that stared at me with concern and caution. The teenage girl was a light tan with dark brown hair falling to her shoulders. She had on light blue jeans and black tennis shoes with a dark purple jacket. A light purple hair band sat in her hair, and a golden charm bracelet with silver hearts rested on her right wrist.

"Are you okay?" she asked hesitantly, like I would run away.

"J-just cold…" I replied, my teeth chattering slightly.

I didn't know what to say, mainly because I didn't expect another person to ask me if I was okay. I was a stranger and who knows how dangerous. She didn't seem to think that as she gave me an 'I-don't-think-your-okay' look.

"You're going to die if you stay out here in the cold like this!" she scolded.

"You care?" I asked, trying to ignore her again. She was a stranger… an outsider. She couldn't know anything.

"Of course I care! Come on, I'll get you something to wear over those clothes with my allowance," she said quickly.

Grabbing my hand and dragging me up and away from the bench with surprising strength, she led me into a small clothing store down the block and bought a jacket for me before I could blink. After she paid, she ran out of the store with me following willingly behind her. When we arrived back at my bench, we were both panting hard, letting our breath fog up the air around us.

"Why… did… we… run…" I gasped.

"My… mom's… going to pick… me up here," she explained, and then added, "Try it on!"

I slipped on the jacket and nearly laughed at the color scheme. The cuffs and neck piece were white while the rest of the fuzzy jacket was a pitch black. I zipped it up and looked at her with an eyebrow raised. "Have you ever seen a ghost, like on television or in the news?"

She put her hand thoughtfully to her face and tapped her pointer finger, trying to recall anything familiar. "Ghostbusters… and that's about it."

She had never heard of Danny Phantom, or any of the ghosts in Amity Park. That was good for me, but I wasn't too sure if I could trust her yet. She was odd… and a little weird and unpredictable, but she was kind enough to help me.

A giant red van soon pulled up to the bench, the driver giving a playful honk that brought me back. "I have to go," she said regretfully.

As she jumped into the passenger seat, she threw me a walkie-talkie and gave me a wink. "Want to go to the pier tomorrow with me? I'm free for the weekend."

Well, I had to explore the area, so why not get a guild who knew the place. "Sure… by the way, I'm Danny."

"I'm Avilia!"

As the van drove off, I caught a glimpse of the license plate. California, the golden state. Things looked pretty grey here though… except for Avilia.

XXX

Avilia shifter in her car seat and looked at her mom. "Mama, can I show a friend around at the pier tomorrow?"

"Sure honey," she said with excitement, letting her blonde bangs fall forward a tad. "You guys can even go on the tour boat and I'll pay!"

"Mom! It's not a date or anything!" Avilia screamed.

"Whatever you say…" her mom sighed as they drove home.

Anyone else like the beginning? Here is a poem piece that will be revealed little by little...

For the roads are long and the rivers wide, I see the smile you choose to hide,

Beyond the fears of discovery, I want to help your recovery...