Chapter 1 New beginnings for a ghost

Hi everyone I want to say if you've read my other stories thank you and I will continue writing them there is no method to my madness in this case. I write when I have a muse to write, so I might update one story a lot, then I might not update a story for several months. I do have a life after all. Also, there will be minor cursing in chapters Hence why this story is rated T. I'm assuming if you're a teenager it's nothing you haven't heard before.

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Danny Phantom is owned by Nickelodeon and Created by Butch Hartman.

RWBY is owned by Rooster Teeth, and was created almost exclusively by Monty Oum R.I.P

Just some notes because some people will complain if I don't explain. Danny will not be an angsty teen. He is a teenager though, so there will be some drama. Next, I have no idea how old Neo is so in this story she is 17 like most of the freshmen at Beacon Same with the Malachite twins. Also, I really like how in RWBY fanfics people say Oum instead of God. So while Danny won't do that right away that is something he will pick up while in Remnant.

Now on with the Story.

In a split second, Danny watched as everyone he loved, and Mr. Lancer died in front of him. Blown up by overheated Nasty Sauce, by his evil future self. The shockwave reached Danny and sent him flying back right into a natural ghost portal.

Clockwork watched as this happened. Sighing sadly "All is as it should be." Clockwork wasn't happy with how everything happened, but with the Observants breathing down his neck so badly he couldn't save the boy's family, friends like he had originally planned. He, however, couldn't bring himself to kill the child who has lost so much, so he had called in some favors with one of the other primordial ghosts, and had the ghost portal open up for Danny to fly through. In doing this Clockwork had created a new timeline one where Danny wouldn't lose his emotions, and go evil. The only problem is that after he entered the portal he was outside the timemasters ability to help.

"Good Luck young Phantom. If anyone can help you. You'll find them there." Clockwork states before picking up the Fenton Thermos that had held the evil Phantom only to find that it was empty.

"Yes, all is as it should be," Clockwork says again this time with a smile.

In a forest somewhere in Remnant

Qrow Branwen was on a simple extermination job. Grimm population had gotten too large too close to a village, and they called for a huntsman to come and clear the surrounding the area. Simple except for the fact that the Grimm which were apparently everywhere were suddenly nowhere to be seen. Oh, there were some every here and no even a few fairly dangerous ones, but not in the numbers that the mission notice alluded to.

Annoyed he slumped down with his back to a tree and took a swig from his trusty flask. Not a moment after he downed the first swig of his whiskey a green vortex opened up and a kid flew out. Now this wasn't the first time that Qrow has dealt with people coming out of portals, hell his sister did that all the time. What Qrow found strange was what the kid did next.

Danny's POV

I was just thrown through a portal, and ended up in a forest God only knows where, but at the moment I don't really care. I just fell to my knees, and start sobbing loudly. Mom, Dad, Jazz, Sam, Tucker, and even Mr. Lancer they didn't deserve a fate like that.

"I won't become him that much I swear," I promise to myself, and my dead loved ones.

All of a sudden I hear a ferocious growl. I turn to see a creature that looks like someone took werewolf made it out of solid shadows, with embers of a dying fire for eyes, and bone armor that looks to be at least an inch thick on average, and thicker in some places. The worst part though was the sharp teeth that looked like they could tear through flesh like a hot knife through butter, and the claws that were the size of butcher knives and looked twice as sharp. The beast was swinging one of its deadly clawed paws at me. Getting really mad, no scratch that not just mad, I was pissed off. I somehow manage to catch the paw of the beast.

"You know what I've had without a doubt the worst day in my life, and you have just so graciously volunteered to help me channel my misplaced aggression," I say to the beast as I deliver a vicious uppercut to its wolf-like jaw. Now if a normal person had done this they would have probably only made the creature mad, but my ghost powers had increased my strength even in human form. So when I punched it the creature was thrown sent flying back several yards only stopping once it slammed into a tree at the edge of the clearing. As the beast gets up I see more start to emerge from the trees, a lot look like the demonic werewolf I just punched, but some were different, I saw a monstrous creature which resembles a bear, and one that looked kind of like a reptilian rhino, with with only two legs and a crocodile-like tail.

"Oh, this will be fun," I say, before charging the hoard of monsters without even transforming into my ghost form.

I charge right in, and shoulder check one of the werewolves into a bear taking them both out of the fight for a few seconds, while I turn to deal with a charging rhino lizard. I roll out of the creatures charge right into the paw of one of the bear creature's paws, which sends me flying through the air with four large slashes on my ribs. As I start to stand up one of the werewolves pounces on me. I manage to grab a hold of its neck just keeping it from biting a chunk out of my neck.

I'm now thinking to myself, why didn't I go ghost before fighting these things, while I'm stronger than a normal human even when out of ghost form, but it's nothing compared to my abilities when in ghost form. Then it hits me. My ghost powers are kinda responsible for the death of my family, and friends a part of me doesn't want to use it anymore. Another small part of me doesn't want to survive this, the part that says I have nothing to live for. Suddenly images of Mom, Dad, Sam, Tucker, Jazz, and even Mr. Lancer dance in my head telling me it's not my fault, and to never give up. I realize that I may not want to go ghost anymore, but my family wouldn't want me to die, especially without even putting up a real fight.

Okay, one more time I'll go ghost one last time. I'll beat these creatures back, and then I'll… I don't know what I'll do, but that can wait.

"That's it fido you want to play rough then I'll play rough. I'm going ghost!" I yell at the werewolf trying to take a chunk out of my throat.

I shot an ecto-blast straight into the beast's face sending it flying back, when it hits the ground it starts to dissolve into shadows.

"Who's next!" I yell at the creatures surrounding me.

One of the rhino-lizards charged at me. I step forward, grab the creature in a headlock, and throw it into one of the giant bears that has bone spikes sticking out of it's back. Causing the rhino-lizard creature to dissolve, and knocking the bear creature back a few feet. After that, a lot of the creatures charge at me, and my world dissolves into attacking, dodging, blocking attacks, and blasting creatures. I notice that occasionally one of the creatures I haven't attacked will have parts of them be blown off, but I was to busy to pay that much mind.

Finally, I grab a werewolf, and break its neck with a loud "SNAP". I look around and see that it was the last of the creatures left. Suddenly I'm aware of a bunch of injuries I sustained in the fight, and I collapse leaning my back against a tree. Checking over my injuries now seeing just how bad it was. Most of the wounds were large scratches less than an inch deep. Others were only about an inch long but were really deep. The worst, and the one that really drew my attention was where a spike from one of the larger bear creatures had impaled just under the right side of my ribcage.

"Well, that's unfortunate," I say before I pass out.

Qrow's POV

I wasn't that surprised when a kid came out of the portal, but when the kid fell to the ground, and started sobbing I was confused. Then it hit me, a kid crying like that is sure to attract Grimm like a moth to the flame. I start getting up to see if I can help the kid, when a Beowolf comes out of the trees, and attacks the kid before I can get a shot off.

What on Remnant? The kid caught the beowolf's paw holding it in place.

"You know what I've had without a doubt the worst day in my life, and you have just so graciously volunteered to help me channel my displaced aggression." The kid tells it, and then he punches the beast, sending it flying into a tree. Okay, the kid must have his aura unlocked.

"Crap!" I say as more and more grimm started to appear from the trees, way too many for a kid his age to fight no matter how good he is. The kid though doesn't even hesitate to charge the hoard of soulless monsters.

I start helping the kid, shooting several grimm before I get in close enough for me to use my sword. The next few minutes are a blur of black, white, red, and near death experiences. The kid breaks the last beowolf's neck, and then collapse.

I run over to check on him, and see just how bad his injuries were.

"Oh, Oum this is not going to be fun," I say as I start trying to patch him up enough for me to be able to get him stabilized.

I start to patch him up, and while I see him healing the minor wounds quickly enough, something was off. Then the reason it was strange hit me like a truck, His aura wasn't unlocked!

Thanks For reading. Comment, Follow, whatever and no matter what you do, in the words of the late Monty Oum "Keep Moving Forward."

Hi everyone hope you enjoyed the first chapter.

Danny Phantom is owned by Nickelodeon, and created by Butch Hartman.

RWBY is owned by Roosterteeth, and was created by Monty Oum.