Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom

AN: Slight crossover with Fairly Odd Parents

The chilly October breeze swept across his face as he flew over Amity Park one last time that night. No sign of any ghosts, again. Danny sighed and flew towards a nearby building. The ghost activity had significantly died down ever since his secret got out. Danny's feet touched down on the rooftop. Transforming into Fenton, he sat down, feet dangling over the edge of the building.

Danny's eyes gazed over the city. He had thought life would be much more relaxed once the world knew of his ghostly alter ego. Yes, the ghosts had begun to leave him alone, but that didn't help him much. The Guys in White were as determined as ever to capture and experiment on him. The idea of a half ghost, half human baffled them. Quiet nights like this were rare now. Danny ran a hand through his windswept raven hair. It was just a matter of time before somebody he knew got hurt.

Government agents weren't the only ones on his tail. Danny was certainly no loser anymore. Wherever he went he had die hard fans following not too far behind. It was impossible for him to have any privacy anymore, and it was clearly getting to him.

There were times where he felt like Danny Fenton ceased to exist and Phantom had taken his place. He was all people cared about now. Not that his family and friends didn't care about Danny. He let a small smile to grace his face. They were more protective of him than ever before. It was because of his parents that the Guys in White hadn't gotten to him yet.

Although he was forever grateful for what his loved ones did for him, he felt as if he had been getting in between them and their personal lives. Jazz had started college this year, he didn't want to come in the way of her studies. The same held true for Sam and Tucker. Their grades for junior year would ensure they get into a good school. College was already out of question for him. He didn't want to jeopardize their chances as well.

Danny sighed. At times he wasn't even sure he wanted to be Phantom anymore. He just wished he could be a regular teenager and do what he really wanted.

Suddenly, he felt a shiver go down his spine. Gasping from the cold, a blue mist escaped his mouth. His ghost sense. Standing up, he quickly transformed into Phantom and looked around. He didn't see anything.

He stopped when he heard a voice behind him. Danny turned to a see a hooded figure floating in front of him. "Who are you?" He asked. "That doesn't matter." the ghost replied. Danny's eyebrows rose in surprise. He had never met any ghost who hadn't wanted him to know their name.

He was pulled from his thoughts when he heard the ghost again. " I heard that you're not too happy with how your life has been going so far." Danny's eyes narrowed in suspicion. Who the heck did he hear that from. Not that it wasn't true, but he hadn't even told Sam and Tucker about that. How did this mysterious ghost know.

"I can help you there." He spoke again. Danny rose an eyebrow in surprise. He crossed his arms and continued to stare at the ghost. "What are you talking about?" he asked. The ghost floated closer, but Danny stayed put. "You're tired Phantom. Tired of the fights. Tired of people hunting you down. Tired of people of seeing you as just a ghost. You're tired of that and much more."

Cautiously, Danny took a step back. Who was this ghost? How did he know all this if Danny hadn't spoken about it to anyone. He hadn't told his family and friends about it, because he knew they wouldn't understand. Yet, this spirit comes out of nowhere, and seems to know each and every one of Danny's thoughts. He also said he could help him. Was that true? Should he trust the ghost?

"What can you do for me?" Danny asked. "I can give you a whole new life." Said the ghost, crossing his arms. Danny took another step back in surprise. "What!?" he exclaimed. The hooded figure chuckled softly at his reaction. "You want to be a regular teenager, don't you?" He asked. Danny slowly nodded. "Well that's over for Danny Fenton," the ghost stated bluntly, "everyone knows who you are. There is no point in trying." The halfa stared at the ghost in disbelief. Was life really over for Fenton?

"But," the ghost interrupted his thoughts, "if you leave this town, start a new life, nobody will bother you again. You can have the normal life you always dreamed of having! You could be what you always wanted to be!" Danny couldn't believe what he was hearing. This could work, but there was just one thing.

"What about my family? What about my friends?" he asked. The ghost sighed, as if hoping Danny hadn't asked. "That's the only problem you see. If you were to start fresh, you'll need to leave them behind." Danny stared at the ghost. "You're kidding right?" he asked in disbelief. The hooded ghost shook his head. Danny ran a hand through his hair, his mind running a mile a minute. How could he just leave them behind! They'd done so much for him.

"Phantom, listen to me." The ghost said, reading the worry painted on Danny's face, "If you and your loved ones were to drop everything and disappear, that would be too suspicious. You'd be found almost immediately! Plus your family would still be in danger. The only way to keep them safe is to leave!" The ghost boy took in his words in. Could he really do that to them?

Danny thought for a moment. If he left, they would finally be safe. They wouldn't need to constantly worry about his problems, and they could focus on their own lives. Danny closed his eyes. It would be for the best.

"Even if I did leave, where would I go? I can't just appear out of nowhere!" Danny asked. The ghost chuckled mischievously. "Well, you see Phantom, there is this group that can help you with all that." He reached underneath his cloak and pulled out a necklace. Danny squinted his eyes to get a good look at the pendant. It looked like a triangle with an eyeball inside. Recognizing the symbol, his eyes widened.

"The Illuminati!" he exclaimed, quickly stepping away from the ghost. "They're actually real?" The ghost chuckled at his reaction. Tucking his necklace away he replied, "Yes they are, and they're the only ones who can help you. Do you accept their offer?"

Danny was silent. He knew the Illuminati was known to be part of some dark stuff, and he didn't know if he wanted to be caught up in all that. But then again, they could be the only ones who could help him. He sighed. Maybe he should take this chance.

"I accept," he said. Although he couldn't see his face he could tell the ghost was smiling, and in all honesty he didn't know if it was a good thing. "Excellent, here is the plan." Danny listened carefully.

"Tomorrow will be your last day as Danny Fenton/Phantom. You can use it as a chance to say goodbye and what not. At sundown, there will be a ghost attack. It will be caused by myself and a few of my allies." Danny's eyes narrowed. "Don't worry, we won't cause any harm to your precious citizens." Danny let out a breath of relief.

"The attack will take place in front of city hall, so there will be a lot of people to see. You and I will engage in an intense fight. I will win and then 'destroy' you. Since it's in front of city hall it will likely be broadcasted on television. That way everybody will presume Danny Phantom is dead." he finished.

Danny stood silently. The plan was completely fool proof. But would he be able to cause his family this much pain? "Yes, your family would be hurt," said the ghost as if reading his thoughts, "but think of it this way. They will believe that you 'died' a hero. Isn't that better then them wondering for the rest of their lives where you disappeared to?"

Danny took a deep breath. The ghost was right. This was the only way. Yes it would cause them pain, and he really didn't want to do that to them; but, in the end, it was for their own good.

"So," the ghost started "do you still want to do this?" Danny was quiet for a few moments. Closing his eyes he nodded. "Excellent, I'll see you tomorrow Phantom." With that, the ghost disappeared.