So yeah, this is my second fan fiction…yup yup. Hopefully I'll be able to update my first one and this one more often because break is coming up.

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters except for the Raiyn Family and the idea of this story.

Daniel aka Danny Fenton sat on his bed in his room, trying to catch up on some of his English homework. A three page essay on why symbols should not be on drum sets was a lot harder than he thought it would be. So far, all he could come up with was they were loud and had a risk of deafening the user and anyone nearby. Sighing, he glanced at all the papers of information on his bed. He really needed a break after the two hours of work he had already put in.

Lucky for him, his cell phone rang. He looked at the caller id that told him one of his best friends, Sam Manson, was on the line. Glad for the distraction, he answered.

"Hey Sam. What's up?"

"Where are you?" she demanded to know. "You were supposed to meet me and Tucker at the Nasty Burger at noon for lunch and then go see a movie at one thirty."

Danny's eyes wandered over to his alarm clock. 12:20.

"I'm so sorry Sam! I was working on the essay for Lancer. I'll head over right now!"

"Hurry."

Danny hung up the cell phone and then jumped off his bed, sending papers flying all around. He ran out the door and into his bathroom to make sure he had brushed his hair. Raven hair and baby blue eyes assured him that indeed, they were ready to go.

"I can't make it on time if I run," Danny muttered to himself. "I'll have to fl-"

Before he could finish the sentence, Danny heard his mother calling him from down the stairs.

"Danny! Can you come down here please?"

Danny glared at himself in the mirror and then hurried down the stairs to where his mother, Maddie Fenton, was waiting in her blue hazmat suit with a plate of cookies.

"What's the occasion Mom?"

"You know the house next door Danny?" she asked him sweetly, her short cut brown hair bobbing with her head.

"The one that's been empty for years? Yeah. Why?"

"A nice family just finished moving in this morning, and I want you to take them these cookies and welcome them to the neighborhood."

"And ask them if they like ghosts!" Danny heard his ghost-obsessed father, Jack Fenton, yell from the kitchen.

Danny's eyes pleaded with his mom, "Mom, I'm supposed to meet Sam and Tucker somewhere. I'm already late!"

"You can drop this off on the way." Maddie replied without skipping a beat. She began to push him out the door. "And give them an invitation for dinner tomorrow night, would you sweetie? Thanks!"

Danny stared behind him as the door to Fenton Works slammed in his face.

He was taking his cell phone out of his pocket to tell Sam he'd be a bit later when a crash from his neighbors house made him jump. He looked over the door and saw four figures be ordered outside.

"Go play outside. You have your cell phone?" Someone inside the house asked as one of the four nodded. "Then don't come back until I call you." The door shut, leaving the four to walk down the stairs to the street.

Those must be the new neighbors, Danny thought to himself.

Walking up, he asked, "Did you just move in here?"

They all turned their attention towards him, giving him a chance to analyze them.

The oldest one was a girl his age with long brown hair and green eyes. She wore a blue black t-shirt, flared jeans and a black bracelet with neon green gems. In her arms, she held a little girl who had dirty blonde hair and navy blue eyes and wore a pink shirt with overalls. Then there were twin boys who both had short brown hair and brown eyes. They both wore red shirts that read, "It's my brother's fault."

The oldest gave him a warm smile, "Yes, that's us."

He held out his hand that wasn't holding the cookies, "I live next door. Danny Fenton."

"Alicia Raiyn. Nice to meet you." Before she could shake his hand, one of the twins put his out and shook Danny's hand.

"I'm Michael and this is my little brother Nathaniel. You can call me Mike and him Nate."

Danny turned to Alicia, "How do you tell them apart?"

"Mike has one brown that's light brown, and the other is dark brown. Nate eyes are both light brown." Danny looked at their eyes and found that this was true.

"And this is Sariah," Alicia said, motioning to the toddler in her arms. "Show him how old you are Sari." The shy girl seem to find Danny very interesting and just gazed into his eyes and smiled. After getting a nudge from her sister, she put up three fingers.

"Sariah is quiet and shy around new people," Alicia explained. "She'll warm up to you over time."

Sariah stopped looking at Danny as she noticed the goodies he held. She squirmed out of Alicia's arms and pointed at the cookies. "Cookie please?"

Danny smiled and handed her a cookie from the plate. "I was coming over to give these to your family. They're from my mom." Danny told Alicia. "And she would like to know if your family wants to come over for dinner tomorrow night."

"My mom would love that. She's becoming a little stressed because of all the unpacking. We just got kicked out of the house for awhile because the twins keep throwing around boxes that haven't been unpacked. And seeing as we can't take the cookies back in," Alicia gave a dramatically saddened smile. "I guess we'll just have to eat them now, won't we?"

Danny laughed as Mike and Nate accepted the plate of cookies and began devouring them as Sariah munched happily on hers.

"Is there a park around here Danny?" Alicia asked. "I've got to keep them occupied for awhile, and with a three year old and two rampaging nine years olds, it's not going to be easy."

"There's one down the street and two blocks to the left." Danny answered. "I have to meet some friends somewhere right now, so I'll catch you later."

Alicia nodded, "Okay, bye."

They watched him turn the corner around his house and then began to walk to the park.

"Hey, what's that?" Nate asked as he pointed to the sky. Alicia and Mike looked up and saw a boy with white hair and a black outfit with a D and P entwined together soar across the sky.

"I'm not sure," Alicia whispered. Her eyes followed him until he was out of sight. "I'm not sure."

"Sorry I'm late guys," Danny apologized as he sat down across from Sam and Tucker at the Nasty Burger.

"What took you so long?" Sam asked. "It's been twenty minutes since I called you."

"It's okay Danny," Tucker assured him. "You gave me enough time to beat Killer Crush III with a new high score on my PDA." Sam rolled her violet eyes and shook her head, causing her jet black hair to swirl around.

"A family moved into the house next to us and I had to meet them. They seem pretty nice. Two boys and two girls. The oldest is a girl named Alicia around our age."

"Cool." Sam said, then looked at her purple watch. "We better get going if we're going to make it to the movies on time. You'll have to eat there Danny."

"If we Danny can fly us there, we can have extra time to get the food." Tucker pointed out.

"Tucker!" Danny motioned for him to quiet down. "Not so loud, huh?"

Sam glared at him, "You want everyone in the world to know that Danny's the ghost boy?"

A few months earlier, Danny had had an accident. His parents, who were avid ghost hunters that never actually caught one, had built a portal that would connect their world to the ghost world. When it hadn't worked, Danny tried to turn it on and ended up killing himself, well…half-killing himself, anyway. The result was he was now half-ghost and had superpowers he used to keep his hometown, Amity Park, safe from harm.

"Come on guys, I was just saying that…" Tucker tried to redeem himself.

"We know, now let's get out of here." Danny said. They walked out and Danny changed into his alter-ego, Danny Phantom. His eyes changed from blue to green, his hair from black to white and his white and red shirt and jeans changed to a black hazmat suit with a white belt, gloves and boots. On his chest was his logo, DP. Grabbing on to Sam and Tucker, he rose invisibly to the sky and flew to the theater, where they bought their tickets and enjoyed the movie.

Vlad watched the trio enter the movies and laughed from his house in Wisconsin. "My pawns have snuck right under their nose and are in place, ready for my command." His eyes darted to another screen, which showed that one of his signals was still being blocked. "Well, almost ready for my command. But it is no matter yet. The blocking device will come off soon enough, and when it does, I'll be ready.

Dun dun dun.

Ok, there will be action coming up in the next few chapters, and at threat will appear, I promise. I won't update until I get 7 reviews per chapters, so please review! Even if all you say is this:  . I don't care. Flames are accepted.

Lynn