12Hello, everyone. Here's my first Danny Phantom Fanfic. Hope you like it.
Warning: Mild cursing, OC's and possible OOC's. Don't like, don't read.
I do not own Danny Phantom or any of it's characters.
Sophie Merrigold could barely believe her eyes. It was him, in the flesh- er, ectoplasm? Like it mattered. It was the Danny Phantom. The half-ghost hero of Amity Park- no, the world!
And he was currently laying on his back beneath the girl, who was flush against him.
How'd that happen, again? Oh right, she was falling.
Undergrowth had attacked the city again, using his roots to trash the new movie theater they'd build on clear-cut land. She was sitting on one of the benches outside it when the screaming started, sketch book in hand. Sophie had looked up just in time to see a root burst up from the ground sending her bench in the air along with her. She was too surprised to scream, green eyes wide with terror. The pages of her sketch book went flying above her. Strange as it was, her only thought was she wouldn't be able to get them back.
All of a sudden, a pair of arms wrapped around her waist.
"You know, there are better ways to get some air," a boy's voice said in her ear.
But before Sophie had the chance to wrap her mind around what happened, a vine lashed out at the two floating in the air. Her vision blurred as her savior spun around, streaks of green mixed with black and white flashing in front of her. Once again, Sophie found herself flying through the air, but this time an arm was wrapped over her head, protectively. She heard a heartbeat hammering in his chest. The two of them came crashing down into the dirt.
Sophie groaned and held her head as she tried to get up. Then came face to face with Danny. They soon locked eyes, and Sophie became very aware of their positions. Her pale skin became heated very quickly, but the ghost-boy hardly seemed phased by it.
"Some ride, huh?" he chuckled. "You're safe, though."
The girl scrambled to her feet. She let her long raven hair fall into her face, hiding her like it always did. She wasn't very attractive, or at least that what pretty, popular Megan always made a point of telling her everyday at St. Mary's High. What with her much too pale skin, thin lips, and big green eyes, she could probably pass as a ghost herself. She couldn't even have the luxury of being labeled as Goth. She wasn't moody enough and her wardrobe was much too conservative for that.
Danny stood up and dusted himself off. He gave her a small smile. "You should probably get out of here. Not exactly safe at the moment." With that, the white haired teen flew off to fight the giant ghost plant.
Sophie nervously combed a hand through her hair, careful to keep it covering her still red face. He was... Definitely something, that was for sure. But Sophie knew better. It had been only half a year since the Disasteroid crisis had been averted, and Danny Fenton, son of local ghost catchers, Jack and Maddie Fenton had been revealed as Danny Phantom. And everyone in Amity Park knew of his relationship with one Sam Manson. The news even reached St. Mary's, the private school located on the other side of town from Casper High.
What chance did a nobody like her have with him?
With a sigh, Sophie located what was left of her sketch book. One thing was for sure. Tonight, she'd be drawing glowing green eyes.
~DP~
"So are you coming or not?"
Sophie blinked at the invitation being waved in her face. Megan Carroway glared down at the girl, her two friends studying their nails behind her.
"Wh-what?" Sophie said, intelligently. She blinked at the blonde, tan-skinned beauty queen. No, seriously, she was a real beauty queen. Megan was the three time winner of the Miss Amity Park Beauty pageant. Some claimed she cheated, but who could prove it? Or more so, who'd be willing to go against the daughter of the biggest lawyer shark Amity Park's ever seen? Daddy's little girl always got whatever she wanted, especially when it came to her looks. Even now, in her school uniform, she looked dazzling.
Megan rolled her blue eyes. "I'm inviting you to my Halloween Party, duh! You have a hearing problem or something?"
Sophie studied the piece of paper. True to the girl's claim, it was an invitation. Done up in silver print and decorated with bats and black spiderwebs.
"C-can I ask why?" Sophie said. Megan ran her manicured fingers through her bob with as much flourish as she could muster.
"Do I need a reason?" she huffed.
"You and I aren't exactly friends," murmured Sophie.
"Fine. Consider this my public service for the day," Megan smiled. "I'm simply being charitable to the less fortunate of our great school." Sophie cringed. Nothing about this seemed right. After a moment of silence, Megan lost her smile, turning it into a scowl.
"Look, my mom's making me invite the entire school, and that, unfortunately, includes you. So just take the damn thing so I can be on my way?"
Sophie reluctantly took the invitation and mumbled a soft thanks. The blonde just turned up her nose and left, her friends strutting close behind her. Sophie sighed, tucking the paper in her messenger bag. Just then a pair of hands slammed onto her shoulders.
"Yo!" a girl screamed in her ear, making Sophie jump with an audible squeak. She dropped her bag on the floor, spilling its contents on the marble floor. Laughter could be heard from behind her.
"Willow, that wasn't funny!" Sophie hissed. She spun to look at the flame haired girl she considered a friend. The short and scrawny girl couldn't help but laugh at her.
"Oh, lighten up, Soph," Willow Jones said between chuckles. "It wasn't that bad."
"You always have to sneak up on me, don't you?" the raven-haired grumbled.
"Not my fault you're easy to scare." Sophie huffed and bent down to collect her things. Willow helped her, picking up the invitation she'd gotten.
"So, you gonna go?" she asked, standing up. Sophie snatched the paper away from her, stuffing it back in her bag.
"Don't see why I should."
"Oh, come on, Soph! Megan's parties are the biggest events in St. Mary's! Anyone who's anyone gets an invitation."
"So why'd she invite the nobody?" Sophie muttered. Willow rolled her eyes.
"Anyone ever tell you you're way too melodramatic?"
"You do. Every day."
"Well, maybe you should listen to me? You could at least pretend to be excited about it. This is big! An event like this could really boost your popularity, here!"
"Or be the biggest laughing stalk since the Box Ghost. Besides, it's a costume party. It's in two days, and I have nothing to wear."
Willow grinned, her brown eyes shining. "Leave that to me. Trust me, Soph, by the time I'm done with you, everyone will know the name Sophia Merrigold."
Sophie shuddered. She knew that look. It meant Willow was gonna get exactly what she wanted. Not only was Sophie going to that party, she was going to make a scene.
'Maybe she'll let me put a sheet over my head and go as a ghost?' Sophie thought.
But the way Willow was humming to herself, the raven-head knew she'd never be that lucky.
~DP~
Danny frowned at the man in front of him. He hadn't made it two steps out of his house before the black-clad butler- Gregory, was it?- cut him off from his route to school.
"I'm not sure I understand what's going on here," Danny said. He took the paper offered to him as the older man folded his hands.
"Miss Megan has instructed me to give you a personal invitation to her annual Halloween Midnight Bash," Gregory stated.
"Who?" Danny frowned. The butler looked slightly exhausted.
"Miss Megan Carroway, sir. She's a big fan of yours."
"Uh, thanks, but-"
"Miss Megan has also extended her invitation to your friends as well. Please think it over." With that, the butler bowed and returned to the black Limousin he came in. Danny watched him drive away before looking over the invitation he'd received.
"Who was that?" Jazz said from behind him.
"Not sure," Danny frowned. But he gave me this." He showed her the invitation. Jazz frowned, too.
"Carroway. Why does that sound familiar?"
Danny shook his head and made his way towards his school. He may have had no clue who this Megan was, but he knew someone who might.
~DP~
"No way! The Megan Carroway gave you an invitation to her Halloween party?!" Tucker said excitedly. He was so loud, the cafeteria stopped all movement to stare at him. He sat back down and ducked his head. "Please tell me we're going."
"I don't know, Tuck," Danny shrugged. "I mean, I don't even know this girl."
"Who doesn't?!" the tech-geek said. "Her dad's one of the most successful prosecutors in Amity Park. Not to mention she's absolutely stunning to look at."
Danny sent a look to his girlfriend sitting beside him. Sam sat in her usual goth garb, poking at her salad.
"Sounds like a rich snob, if you ask me," she said in her usual dark tone. "She probably just wanted Danny Phantom to make an appearance. Talk about a publicity stunt."
"But we're invited to!" Tucker whined. "Please say we can go, Danny! Please, please, please!" He grabbed onto his best friend's shirt as he begged. Sam sighed and pried him off of her boyfriend.
"Tucker, it's a bad idea, no matter how you look at it."
"I don't know, Sam. It could be fun," Danny said, studying the invitation. The goth glared at him, making him cringe. He laughed nervously. "Oh, come on, Sam. What's the harm? We could just swing by, grab some food and leave before anything major happens."
Sam folded her arms. "Bad idea," she huffed out. Danny smiled and put his arm around her. He gave her a small kiss on her cheek.
"It's a costume party," he whispered in her ear. The girl fumed for a moment before sighing.
"When is it?"
Danny smiled. "Tomorrow night." Sam narrowed her eyes at him.
"I pick what we're wearing."
~DP~
"Uh, Willow? Don't you think this is a bit... much?"
Sophie stared at her reflection. Her hair was pulled back in black ribbons and cascaded down her back. Willow had put her in a Gothic Lolita style white shirt with a black corset. Black ribbons and white lace wrapped up her arms and sides. A white choker with a crystal snowflake dangling from it graced her neck. She wore black gloves with white bands on her wrists. She wore white leggings under a shear, shimmering white skirt that allowed everyone to see her black thigh high boots. It was over the top, to say the least.
"Oh come on, you look great!" Willow said. She wore a tight fitting tango dress done up in red and gold. Her flaming red hair was held back by a gold band.
"What exactly are we suppose to be, again?" Sophie asked nervously.
"We're going as Fire and Ice," Willow said in a matter-of-fact tone. She came to stand beside her friend and faced the mirror. "See, I'm the fire princess, and your the ice queen."
Sophie grimaced. "I'm hardly an ice queen, Willow."
"Yeah well, dressing you as a rain cloud would've made you more depressing than you already are. So suck it up and deal with it."
The raven-haired girl sighed. She supposed it wasn't as bad as it could've been. Her hair still hid her face well enough and Willow had only put a bit of shimmer on her eyes. She hoped that would be enough to keep her from being noticed.
Willow fixed her redder than red lipstick before turning to the girl. "You ready?" she grinned.
"No," Sophie sighed.
"Well, too bad, 'cause we're going!" she laughed. Willow grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the door.
~DP~
There was a crowd, that's for sure. Danny, Tucker, and Sam had showed up to the party's location. Danny and Sam wore matching vampire costumes, complete with red capes and bloody fangs. Tucker, however, thought it was a good idea to dress up as what looked like a cross between the Tin Man and a vending machine.
"For the last time, Sam, I'm Technus!" the tech brain hollered, once again attracting attention. Danny face-palmed.
"You look like an over-sized remote control," Sam smirked.
"There's a difference?"
A group of kids passed them, each one dressed as a certain ghostly hero.
"The originality at this party is impressive," Sam said sarcastically.
"Says the girl who wanted us to dress as creatures of the night, blah!" Danny said in his best fake Romanian voice. Sam elbowed him in the stomach, making him chuckle.
"So where's our gracious host?" the goth girl said, scanning the crowd.
"Good question," Danny said. The party was already in full swing, but there was no sign of Megan Carroway.
"She's probably just being fashionably late," Tucker said, waving them off.
"Seems pretty rude if you ask me," Sam muttered.
"Ooo, a buffet table!" With that, Tucker Foley was gone. Danny and Sam rolled their eyes. So predictable.
~DP~
"You sure this is the right place?" Sophie asked. She and Willow stood in front of an old abandoned mansion. The windows were cracked and boarded up, and the paint was faded. Willow frowned at the scene.
"It's the address on the invitation," she said, scratching her head. She looked at the paper one more time. Sophie walked around building in slight wonder. It was probably quite grand in it's day, and even now, it still had an eerie beauty about it.
'I'd be nice to draw it,' she thought, wishing she'd brought her sketch book with her. Her eyes fell on the mailbox and she froze. The sign was faded and some letters were missing, but it was still clear.
MASTERS.
This was the home of Amity Park's former mayor, Vlad Masters, or more infamously known as, Vlad Plasmius.
"Willow, we should probably..." Sophie started, but cut herself off. She'd backtracked to where she'd left her friend but the girl was nowhere to be seen.
"Willow?" Sophie said in a nervous voice. The night sounds was her only reply. "Willow, this isn't funny!"
Something cracked behind the girl making her jump. Out of the darkness, a dark figure stepped toward her. It was much to big for any normal human, with slouched shoulders and much too long limbs.
"W-Willow?" she said, backing away. Three more figures joined the first, making Sophie back onto the Something shined in the figure's hand. Sophie's eyes widened as it raised a long curved blade at her. She screamed.
~DP~
"Did you guys hear that?" Danny said with a frown.
"You mean the sound of Tuck shoveling down three- no wait, make that five pumpkin tarts at once?" Sam deadpanned.
"No, it sounded like a scream."
"Uhmg phimk ur-"
"Tuck, please swallow before you speak," Sam said. The tech teen forced down his meal and gasped.
"I think you're hearing things, man," Tucker said.
"Or it could be a gag for the party," Sam added.
"Yeah, maybe they're just trying to scare us or something!" Tuck nodded.
But Danny wasn't convinced. He untied his cape and handed it to Sam.
"I'm gonna check it out. Back in a flash." The teen ran out of the party's area and into the woods. Out of habit, he made sure no one was around before he changed.
"Okay then. I'm Going Ghost!"
~DP~
Sophie ran through the mansion as fast as she could. She tripped and slammed into the floor with a cry. It was all she could do to force herself back to her feet. She had to keep moving. Those... things could've still been after her for all she knew. It was luck that the door was rotten. She broke through it with very little resistance. Unfortunately, her skirt was ruined. It had been caught on the door frame and ripped off of her. Sophie was glad to be rid of it, but she'd have to repay Willow for it later.
A dark mass sank to the pit of her stomach. What if those creatures had gotten Willow? Was... was she even alive?
Sophie shook the thought away. She couldn't think like that. Willow could take care of herself. She wasn't a scaredy-cat like Sophie was.
"S-she's probably l-looking for me," she whispered to herself. But it didn't relieve her uneasiness.
A chill ran through her, snapping her out of her daze. She hugged herself and kept moving. Now that she was inside, the mansion didn't look as nice anymore. She'd jump every few moments at a creak or the shuffling of a stray animal. It didn't help that she couldn't see anything, either.
She ran her hand against a wall to keep herself from falling. After a moment, the girl made a turn into some sort of room. Her hand ran over something odd and she took a moment to trace it.
'A light switch?' she thought, but it felt weird for one. It was a button, not a switch. But what did she care? She was in a strange place, in the dark, and scared out of her wits. 'Maybe there's still electricity in this place?' she thought before pressing the switch.
The next thing she knew, she was screaming. Her body felt like it was on fire, and burning from the inside out. Light flared in her eyes, blinding her.
'I'm dying,' she thought, tears rolling down her face. Suddenly and explosion knocked her backwards. Sophie curled in on herself and shook. She tried to slow her breath and stay awake. If she could just stand up... but her body wouldn't move. The last thing she saw was a blurry dark figure stepping out of the wall before she passed out.
So what do you think? Hope you like it.