Rosario + Phantom

AN: One and only Warning, I don't own DP or Rosario. This is after TUE but no PP.

Before I even begin with where I am now, let's start at the beginning of this crazy story. The name's Fenton, Danny Fenton. I'm 15, and my parents were inventors. They were ghost hunters, to be more accurate. Anyways, a year and a half ago my parents had finished this crazy hole in the wall of their metal lab that was located under our house. After my goofball dad made a big deal about it, his enthusiasm of building his Ghost Portal only waning when the portal didn't work. Some sparks jumped out of the circuitry and my mom patted his back, and led him upstairs to eat some fudge. My two best friends, Tucker, the African-American techno geek, and my gothic ultrarecyclovegetarian female friend Sam, dared me to go into the portal… I donned one of my parent's (in)famous jumpsuits that my dad had designed for me.

Like everything my dad designs it either has one of two things: 1) his face, and 2) the word Fenton. Before I got any further, Sam ripped the sticker thingy that was my dad's grinning face, and grabbed some more of the material that was lying around. The suit was white, with black gloves, belt, and boots, the neck was also black. With in minutes Sam whipped up some sort of funky looking D shape that had it's own 'ghostly' elements to it. The D was black also. With that done, and a reassuring taunt from my friends, I walked towards the hexagonal hole in the wall. Once I was completely in the portal, I stumbled on some wires and my hand caught the wall. Then the next thing I heard was circuitry booting up and generators starting. The last thing I remember was the flash and the excruciating pain.

I woke up on the floor, my hair wasn't my hair. It was a natural white, as my hair is a jet black. It was like my whole body had the colors inverted. My normally ice blue eyes were neon green, the jumpsuit was silvery-white where there used to be black, and black where there used to be white. Instead of my usual pale complexion, I was relatively tanner. Weird.

That was just the beginning. Fast forward about a year later and then comes the tradgedy. After picking up the mantra of Danny Phantom and protecting my town, Amity Park from ghosts that either wanted control of the tiny town, world domination, or some other form of harm to the greater good. This time it was no ordinary villain. It was something that only a bad movie could've made.

I was fighting a super-powered, super evil, insane version of myself from ten years in the future. He had all of my friends, family, and my homeroom/English teacher tied with ectoplasm to the boiler of the special sauce from the local restaurant. Some how the sauce is extremely combustible and explosive. Before I could talk him down, or do something to save my family, the monster that I would become fired an ectoblast at the boiler, causing it to explode.

Once the flash had dissipated, I went on the frenzy. Something had awoken the animal inside of me. I felt it rip free, and take semi control of my body. Some of these things I still can't manage to do. My eyes shifted from neon green to blood red, my ectoblasts doing the same. I somehow managed to have fangs, too. I shot the same goo that the evil me, Dark Dan, had tied my family up, successfully binding the shocked and stunned supervillain. He couldn't move. I grabbed him by the bindings, and he just spit in my face. Responding to that, I used the only power I can use from this. I opened my mouth, and I screamed. The haunting sound of a ghost's wail is the best way to describe it. The energy became sound waves, and wave after wave pounded Dark Dan's head. I didn't let up. I kept going until his head flew off, severed and dead. There were ways to kill ghosts, and it was only by other ghosts.

I knew that the keeper of time would have no mercy and I knew that my family was gone. With Dan dead, I shifted to how Danny Phantom should normally be and then my body, shutting itself down, had shifted back to Danny Fenton, and I passed out in the burning rubble that was the Nasty Burger.

I woke up a week later in the hospital. A letter was placed on my lap. It had my name on it and it was in one of those "For Recipient's Eyes Only" envelopes. I opened it and it was an acceptance letter to a high school that I had never applied for. It was called Yokai Academy. Weirder still was that it is in Japan. I don't even speak Japanese, yet I was reading it just fine. Maybe a special addition to having ghost powers that language barriers don't apply? Still don't know.

I checked myself out of the hospital, and flew home. This life was over. I packed some clothes, one picture of my family and friends, and threw it all into one duffel bag. I phased down the stairs, and shut down the portal. I did grab the blueprints for all of my parent's inventions and threw them in the duffel bag. I destroyed the control panel on the portal with an ectoblast, and started a fire. I flew out, invisible, and watched my old home burn.

I flew to the local international airport, and searched around, as Phantom, invisible, for a plane to Japan. I do not feel like flying by my own powers to Japan.

Third Person POV

As young Phantom had managed to score a 'free' flight to Japan, he began to think of his old life and what he would miss. As the flight landed in Bangkok, Danny followed the crowd, picking one passenger that he'd overhear brag about their upcoming trip to Japan. On the flight into Japan, Danny's mind wandered to what kind of school would give him a full scholarship and want him of all people. His grades were less than good.

Once the plane touched down, Danny read the letter again, looking for the bus stop that the letter instructed him to find. It took him almost an hour to find it, and he read the bus signs.

Monday 9:00 AM

Tuesday: 9:00 AM

Wednesday: 9:00 AM

Thursday: 9:00 AM

Friday: 9:00 AM

Saturday: 8:00 AM

Sunday: 8:00 AM.

Danny looked at the schedule, glanced around to find a conveniently placed clock, and saw that it was Saturday night at 12 AM. Danny knew that he needed some sleep so he flew around and found an empty hotel room that he called his until time to leave.

Danny flew out of the room, invisible, showered and clean, towards the bus stop. Near the bust stop was an alley, so he changed in the alley into his human form. Danny walked to the bus stop where an out of place old bus was waiting for him. Sitting in the driver seat was a menacing looking man smoking a cigar.

"Going to Yokai Academy?" the man asked.

"Yes, sir" Danny replied, still astonished and puzzled that he knew how to speak and read Japanese.

"It's a weird place, if you're up for it." The sketchy bus driver said later on in the journey to the academy.

Danny stayed quiet the remainder of the way.

"Good luck, kid. You're gonna need it" the sketchy man said once again in his rough and raspy voice.

Danny grabbed his bag and started following the road towards the school. The road lead the young halfa into a cemetery…

AN: Just an idea I had to get out, please follow and review if you want me to continue this story! JDT :[