"Some heroes are made, some heroes are born, and some heroes are chosen."

"Who're my bros yo?"

"We're bros yo!"

The two lines of the song repeated over and over again and Daniel Fenton sank in his chair, positive he had memorized every word of the song, and more. Ever since the district had decided to merge three schools together into one huge one, Danny has sat through two talent shows, three school spirit assemblies, and at least ten 'sorry for the inconvenience' assemblies. It was hard for Danny to see Sam and Tuck, although whenever he could, he'd run to their classes across the other side of the school and say hi. He even went ghost a few times when he had to talk to familiar faces. Despite the -now three- principals' hopes, the school was still divided by the three 'sub-schools'. It just happens to be that Danny got the 'lucky straw' and got put in the section of the school they select a 'special few' that get to take classes there instead of with friends.

"I loved it. Like always, bros." An overly happy, but somewhat sarcastic, voice addressed the group of teens on stage.

"I hated it. All seven words." The second judge said, and about a third of the crowd got to their feet and shouted with the kid, "OFF MAH STAGE!"

Danny facepalmed and sunk lower into his seat. He was about to ask a question, but the kid sitting next to him got to it before him.

"When's this over?" Danny glanced over, the kid looked about 13 and had black hair with dark green highlights that might or might not be natural. He had his hand on his chin and was staring blankly ahead.

"My question exactly." Danny sat up and addressed the 13-year-old, "I mean, only seven words in the entire two hour song."

The kid looked over at Danny and looked him over, "I know right? I'm about ready to ditch this snoozefest." he gestured to the stage, "I mean, a couple of nobodies are judging. I heard they're from Norrisville High." He then held out a hand to Danny, "Name's Jake Long."

Danny thought for a moment, then shrugged and shook his hand, "Daniel Fenton. My friends call me Danny."

Jake studied Danny for a moment, and Danny studied him back. They could instantly tell that something was otherworldly about the other person sitting next to them. After a moment, Danny pulled away. As soon as Danny pulled away, his ghost sense went off. He looked at Jake, "...I... haveta... go to the restroom!" Danny got up and shuffled his way out of the crowd of bored teens and ran behind the exit wall.

"Going ghost!" He whispered, and his characteristic blue rings passed his face and he was in his, well, characteristic black and white outfit with his white D logo. "At least I can skip this stupid assembly." He talked to himself. He paused, this is the first time since the school merge he'd have to fight anything. Danny shook his head and phased through the wall, going into the -'talent hall' as it was called- invisible. Danny scanned the area, sure that something was amiss. As Danny scanned the crowd, he noticed that there was only one judge, also that the kid, Jake?, was gone too. Strange. Danny flew above the crowd to the stage and stood on it, still invisible. "Hey!" an empty juice box flew through Danny's face into the band geek behind him. Danny flew over to the bully, who actually looked surprisingly similar to Flash, and picked up a piece of popcorn from the floor and tossed it in his face.

The bully flinched, but went back to sneering a minute later. Danny shrugged and spotted Sam and Tucker in the audience. He smiled and pulled the 'Fenton phones' out of his invisible pockets and flew over to them, setting the set of phones on their laps. Danny put one phone in ear and set the other on Jazz's lap (who was sitting next to them), Danny only brought two pairs with him to school today. Besides, He was sure they'd be willing to chat. Danny phased through the roof and landed on top, becoming both tangible and visible again.

"Hey Danny. Anything happening?" Sam's sarcastic voice sounded through the phone and Danny nearly jumped.

"Nah, nothing yet. My ghost sense went off, but something's odd lately." Danny replied, looking over the edge of the roof into the parking lot, nothing there.

"Odd how?" Tucker asked

Danny rolled his eyes, "You know, me being in school and making my 10 'o clock curfew?"

"Huh. I guess we just haven't seen enough of you lately... To notice." Sam was obviously mad, even if Danny couldn't see her face.

"Now that you mention it..." Jazz joined in, "I haven't seen Ghost X or Crate Creep in a while."

Danny facepalmed, "You seriously need naming help Jazz. Can't believe you're still calling them those names." Danny then spotted something fly past at a high speed, it looked like a robotic elf that glowed with a greenish aura. "Wait. I found something" He told his friends and stood, watching the robot fall to the roof.

Just as suddenly as the elf came in, a teenage-like figure clad in black and red with a bright red scarf did a few pointless frontflips across the rooftop. Quickly after the ninja-like teenager appeared, a bright red dragon decided to join the fight.

"What's going on?" Tucker's voice came back on the phones.

"Looks like a dragon and a ninja fighting a ghost-possessed robotic elf." I replied truthfully, "But they don't look together."

"A... Dragon?" Jazz's voice sounded firm, "ADanny. I'll believe in ghosts, but dragons? That's a bit of a stretch, even for your imagination."

"I'm not lying!" Danny watched as the Ninja seemed to be fighting both creatures, and vise versa with the dragon. "I have to stop this before it gets too crazy."

"Good luck man, don't get fried." Tuck's reassuring comment penetrated the half a second pause in the conversation.

"Thanks for the confidence there Tuck." Danny replied before jumping into the battle.

Before Phantom could jump in, the robot got tossed into Danny. Danny quickly phased and barely missed the most-likely-10-ton robot falling on him. The ninja and Dragon paused when they saw Danny. Danny nervously smiled and waved, then felt the elf get a choke hold on him. Danny tried to phase, but the ghost possessing it knew he'd try that, and took countermeasures. Somehow it had gotten its hands on a Fenton product, one of the many that Danny had seen his Dad throw into the trash a while back. Danny kicked and struggled, then remembered. Overshadowing. Duh. Even if phasing and overshadowing seemed similar, but were slightly different.

Ignoring the ninja and dragon for a moment, Danny literally headbutted the ghost out of the robot and Danny got free as the robot stopped moving. He flew up and followed the escaped ghost as he looked around, and saw that the Ninja had a Fenton thermos. Danny shook his head, how were these teens getting his Dad's stuff? Danny glanced at the ghost and dove down to the ninja, attempting a grab at the thermos.

"Nnnnnninja dodge!" The ninja dodged Danny smoothly, "Hey man, do you know who you just tried to steal from?" The ninja's voice sounded familiar, but Danny couldn't put a finger on it.

"Uhhhhh a teen attempting to be a ninja? Don't you know who I am?" Danny set himself down and faced the other teens.

The ninja looked Danny up and down, but the dragon got there before he did, "A kid trying to be a ghost?"

Danny jumped as the dragon talked, "You can talk?"

"Aww hell yeah!" The dragon's voice sounded familiar too. Danny studied the dragon.

"Now that you mention it..." Danny went up and down the dragon again, "You look familiar too."

"Sorry to interrupt the reunion, but our target is getting away!" Where the ninja pointed a bunch of water-colored, crayon-like arrows appeared and danced around the ghost (the ghost looked strangely like an elf sticking its tongue out).

"Woah!" Danny blinked a few times and rubbed his eyes.

"Either I'm tripping or there are floating, moving arrows pointing to that elf." the dragon said what Danny was going to say.

"What? You can see what the Ninja Nomicon says?"

"Ninja whatacon?" Danny looked at the ninja in confusion.

"Ninja Nomicon. You know?" The ninja gestured wildly a few times, "The Ninja Nomicon. The biggest source on all secret knowledge of ninjakind?" The ninja took out a big black and red book from his bag.

Danny looked it over, "If any consolation, it matches your outfit." Danny looked back at the ghost, it was starting to look bored. "Hey, ninja or whatever you are, give me the Fenton Thermos."

"The Ninja mind you! Why do you need it?"

Danny looked at the ninja in exasperation, "That's a ghost." he pointed to the ghost, still flying in the air, "That's a containment unit invented by d- er Jack Fenton to catch ghosts."

The dragon looked at Danny, then the ghost, then the ninja, then back to Danny and pointed to the ghost, "Isn't that an elf?"

Danny looked at the dragon, "elf? Elves don't exist."

"Seriously? You're looking at a dragon."

"And I'm a ghost, tell me something I don't know."

"The thing's getting away! Too long of a peptalk! I'll go catch it." The ninja glared at the ghost elf and said, "nnninja scarf lasso!" he grabbed the scarf and threw it at the ghost, passing through it.

Danny rolled his eyes, "Guess we'll have to just," He turned to the ghost and shot an ice beam, "put it on ice!" The ghost froze into a block of ice and fell to the roof like a brick. "Now if you just give me the thermos-"

"No." The ninja strode over to the ghost, "I would ask the Nomicon but he's mad at me right now. What is this?" he pointed to the ice block.

"A ghost." "An elf!" Danny and the dragon said at the same time, then glared at each other.

"Let's pause and unschnastify this, okay?" The ninja separated the two boys and said, "I'm The Ninja. Chosen once every 4 years by the Ninja Nomicon to protect the universe." He posed a superhero pose then said, "Or maybe just Norrisville High."

Danny looked from left to right, then sighed, "I'm Danny Phantom. A ghost if you couldn't tell."

"Nothing interesting? Where you from?" The Ninja asked Danny.

Danny paused, "not really." He lied, "I'm from Casper High."

"I'm the American Dragon. From a long line of chinese dragons, the first true American dragon, I might add."