Chapter One

Daddy's Little Girl

Author's Introduction:

It is a good twenty-one years after Phantom Planet. Danny and Sam have gone from friends, to dating, to married. Tucker was the youngest Mayor in Amity Park history, served his term, and resigned for a couple of years to be with his friends and kick some ghost butt again.

However, a lot has changed. The Government became interested in Danny's ghost fighting and ghost powers. Though they have stopped hunting Danny, and put to rest their urge to run tests on him, they still wanted to know more about him. This being so, the Guy's in White went to Fenton Works and offered a proposition for Danny: the government will pay him for his services, and in return, Danny would willingly hand over his knowledge, both of his parents' weapons and devises, and of ghosts.

At first, Danny refused. He didn't want to be paid to fight ghosts, and he wasn't willing to give up that knowledge…

The Guys in White reluctantly accepted this answer and left, only to return with a similar offer, this time, Danny didn't have to give up the knowledge behind his parents' weapons and devises, only his knowledge of ghosts. With his parents due to retire at any moment, and their financials going down the drain, Danny reluctantly agreed, knowing that this time, it wasn't just him and his parents he had to worry about, but his and Sam's soon-to-be child.

Just a little thing of what isn't put into this story… It may be hinted at, but that's the background, from Phantom Planet to fourteen years before this story starts. You can kinda guess what happened between then and the beginning of this story, and that will also be hinted at if you have absolutely no clue…

Disclaimer:

I don't own any of the Danny Phantom characters, or references to the show. I think that's it…

"Don't forget the… Er… ghost catcher…" Sam said, looking quizzically at the device the government had given Danny. It was a large, bulky object, that looked much like the bazooka. It had a flat top with a screen toward the back. It served as a Fenton Thermos, with the exception that it counted the amount of ghosts caught, and the amount lost. Those calculations were sent back to the government.

"I don't see why we don't just use the Fenton Thermos… This thing isn't very… transportable." Danny replied, taking the weapon from his wife. The two stood in the doorway of Fenton Works, Danny having just received a call that a small city in Europe needed his help.

"The Fenton Thermos doesn't put food on our table," Sam sighed, straightening Danny's shirt. The scrawny boy who had once been had grown into a muscular man. His jet black hair was fading from stress, his bangs had grown into his eyes, having not had time for a hair cut in recent months. He still wore blue jeans and a white T-shirt, however, with a red tie instead of a logo.

Danny smiled and kissed his wife before saying, "I miss the old days as much as you." A low beeping, then, sounded from his wrist. Growling, Danny looked at a devise that resembled a watch, however instead of time, it transmitted messages straight from the government.

"You better go," Sam murmured, kissing him on the cheek. Danny gave her a longing stare before turning, transforming into "Phantom", and flying off. The new "Phantom" jumpsuit was still black and white, but with white sides, going from the armpit to the waist-band with black stripes. The boots had a black stripe running from the top to the heal. The gloves each had two black stripes on them. The "DP" logo remained on his chest.

From her perch on the stairs, Dannika Fenton watched her mother sigh and head into the kitchen to start supper. "Why don't you two just get normal jobs?" she hissed under her breathe before retreating to the sanctuary of her room. What had once been Danny's room was now the girl's. The walls remained blue, but the posters of astronauts and space ships were gone, replaced with drawings, doodles, corkboards, and pictures of Dannika and her friends. The girl wasn't very tall, and easily targeted by the more popular girls at school. Looking into her full body mirror, which hung on the back of her door, she glowered at her reflection. She had black hair, and bangs that hung to the left. The rest of her shoulder length hair was pulled into a small pony tail atop her head. She wore a white T-shirt with a red logo, and red seams. The shirt fit her form nicely, cutting off just above her belly button. She wore a jean-miny-skirt, and red all-star high-tops. Her eyes were icy-blue, much like Danny's. Suddenly, a white ring appeared around her waist, splitting in two. The, now, two rings traveled in opposite directions along the length of her form, only to disappear as they reached pure air. The teen was still dressed in her white and red T-shirt, jean skirt, and all-star tennis shoes, however, now her hair was snowy white, and her eyes a glowing green. "Like father like daughter," she sighed, before slipping through the floor and into the basement, undetected by her mother.

The basement of Fenton Works was much the same as it was when Danny was fourteen. The Fenton Portal, now fixed, was at the back and shelves littered with boxes, test tubes and beakers could be found at every wall. Dannika stopped in front of the portal. She stared at it a moment, calculating, before she turned to one of the shelves. Pushing a few boxes aside, she retrieved a small, red, velvet covered box. Clearing a spot on the table at the back of the room, she placed the box on the table and opened it. Inside were several note books, pencils and a folder. Opening one of the notebooks, she flipped through the pages. The pages contained several notes, symbols and observations. Dannika stopped at one of the pages. Tearing it out of the notebook, she examined what she had written:

Ectoplasmic energy + human DNA = Halfa

Fenton Portal cause of Halfa creation

Halfa + Goth = Halfa daughter

Below the three notes was a drawing of the ghost portal. Below that were notes of how the Fenton Portal worked and guesses of how Danny had stumbled upon his powers. Growling, Dannika crumpled the paper and threw it across the room. Spotting a can on the floor she angrily kicked it. The can flew into the weapons vault. Suddenly there was a loud crash as something in the vault fell tumbling to the floor. Wincing at the sound, Dannika converted back to her human form and, wondering why the vault was even open in the first place, peered into it. She saw a box had toppled over. Cocking an eyebrow, she went to investigate.

The contents of the box were splayed across the floor. There was a black and purple diary; a picture of Jack, Maddie, Sam, Tucker, Jazz, and Danny; posters of astronauts and space shuttles; a notebook; and a jump suit. Grabbing the jump suit, Dannika unfolded it to examine it. As the material unfolded, a note fell from the folds. Picking it up, Dannika examined it. She recognized her aunt's handwriting. For the most part, it said a lot of nonsense about another portal and Vlad.

Shrugging, Dannika tossed the note to the side and went back to the jump suit. It was black and white with a DP symbol on the chest. It looked very similar to the one Danny wore when he went ghost, except without the white sides and black stripes.

"Dannika!" Sam called. "Sweetie, is everything okay down there?"

"Uh- Yes, Mom!" Dannika called back, moving to the little diary. Opening it, she found the owner's name on the first page:

This Diary Belongs To: Sam Manson

Do NOT read!!!!

"You had a diary?" Dannika laughed.

"Yes, I did." Sam murmured. Jumping, Dannika turned around to find her mother standing behind her. The young Sam had grown into a beautiful woman. Her hair remained short, but she no longer wore a pony-tail. Instead, she wore a gray headband, keeping her hair out of her eyes. Her bangs were no more. She wore a dark purple, long-sleeved shirt and black pants, mostly with no shoes around the house. When she went shopping or out in public, she still wore her old combat boots. Gently taking the book from her daughter, Sam flipped through the pages. "I haven't seen this in years." Dannika stared in wonder. She had never seen her mother so hypnotized. Snapping back to herself, the woman turned to her daughter. "And just what were you doing here?"

"Nothing!" Dannika replied, a bit too quickly. "I, uh, I mean… The vault was open and… uh…"

"Save it," Sam sighed, picking the box back up and replacing the diary in it. Dannika got down on her hands and knees and started helping her pick up. She noted where her mother stored the box, before following Sam to the kitchen for dinner.

As usual, dinner was rather quiet without Danny. Present at the table were Sam, Jack, Maddie, Dannika, and Jake, Dannika's older brother. The only noise coming from the table was Jack's obnoxious eating habits. When she finally lost her appetite, Dannika pushed her plate away from her, and asked, "May I be excused?"

Sam smiled gently at her daughter. "Of course, but if you get hungry, remember there'll be leftovers in the refrigerator."

"Ye-eah, Mom!" Dannika replied with a wave as she headed up the stairs and to her room. Once she was sure no one had followed her, the girl changed back into her ghostly half and flew down to the weapons vault where she retrieved the box. When she was once again in the safety of her room, Dannika locked her door, and began snooping through the box. She pulled out the jump suit and stared at it a moment before trying it on. It was a bit big, but nothing she couldn't fix. Pulling the suit off again, she grabbed a pair of scissors from her desk. She, then, pulled in the material around the waist and fixed it to be more form-fitting. When she tried it on again, it fit snuggly, like a jump suit should. She then went to her mirror and looked at her new outfit. Covering her ponytail with her hand, she sighed. She looked even more like her father than ever.

Suddenly, her cell phone rang, interrupting her thoughts. Turning, she threw herself on her bed, adjacent to her door, and picked up the cellular device. "Hello?" she said.

"Hey, Dannie! You won't believe what I just saw on TV!" the excited voice on the other end trilled.

"Lemme guess, my dad just kicked some ghost butt?" Dannika asked sarcastically.

"No! He is kicking some ghost butt! It's awesome! I don't get why you hate him so much…"

Dannika sighed. "Listen, Tiffany, I don't feel like talking about it tonight…"

"Oh, right! The whole 'I don't want ghost powers" thing again…" Tiffany replied teasingly.

"Tiff!" Dannika objected.

"Dannika! Are you alright in there?" Sam's voice came in from the other side of the door, the handle shaking violently. "Dannika!"

"Gotta go!" Dannika said before closing the phone and rushing to the door. She transformed back into human form just before opening the door. "Ever heard of privacy?" she snapped, glaring at her mother. Sam crossed her arms over her chest and looked around the room.

"Dannika, what has gotten into you?" Sam asked, squeezing past her daughter and picking up the box.

"Nothing! I -" The girl's explanation was cut short by her phone ringing once more. Glancing from the phone to her mother several times, Dannika finally choose the phone and flipped it open. "Hello?"

"Hey, Dannie… Did Tiffany call you?" a boy on the other end asked.

"Yeah, why? She call you too?" Dannika asked jokingly.

"Yeah, apparently your dad is fighting -" The boy was cut off mid-sentence as Sam took the phone.

"Dannika can't talk right now, please call back later!" she said before snapping the phone shut.

"Hey!" Dannika objected, grabbing at the phone. However, Sam slipped it into her pocket before her daughter could grab it.

"Now, honey, tell me what's going on," Sam said, soothingly.

Dannika frantically looked around for an explanation. "I, uh, was just wanting to know more about… Your childhood! Yes!" She grabbed her mother's diary from the box and flipped to a random page. "Like how you… Er," she paused briefly to read something from it. "How you had a secret crush on Dad! That was a really good entry!"

Sam shook her head. "Honey, please," grabbing the diary from her daughter, she threw it in the box. "There are several entries like that, and you already know everything you need to know!" The woman turned to go, but before she did, she looked over her shoulder at Dannika.

The girl let herself fall back on her bed once more. Sighing, Sam walked over and sat on the edge of her daughter's bed. "Dannika, I know you don't understand what your father does -"

"I do understand!" the girl interrupted.

" - but that's no reason to be looking for answers in the past," Mrs. Fenton continued. "If you want to know about us, Dannika, just ask. All your questions can be answered here, in the present."

"No they can't" Dannika muttered under her breathe.

"What was that?" Sam asked, having not caught what her daughter had said.

"Uh, nothing!" Dannika replied quickly. Sitting up, she said, "Look, Mom, I just need some time to… think… Yeah, think. Do you mind…" the girl nodded toward the door.

Hefting the box onto her hip, Sam walked to the door. "Remember, you can talk to me about anything, I'll understand." she said.

"Right, um, can I get my phone back?" Dannika asked, before her mother completely left.

Smiling, Sam tossed Dannika the phone. She caught the phone and quickly dialed a number as her mother left.

"Hello?" came the boy's response.

"Nick! 911! ASAP! Alley! Bring Tiffany!" Dannika said before promptly hanging up. The girl transformed into her ghost half, still wearing the "improved" jump suit, and flew off to the alley next to the house. It was pretty dark, but Dannika was used to that. The alley had been a popular spot for her and her friends to meet before. A small breeze fluttered through the empty streets, the moon being the only light given. She waited a good five hours before her friends finally showed up.

"I told you she'd be here!" a dark-skinned girl was saying, as the two entered the alley. The girl wore a red beret, yellow tank top, camouflage Capri's, and brown combat boots. Her hair was short, barely poking out from within the beret.

The boy rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say, Tiff," he muttered before turning to Dannika. He wore baggy, blue jeans, white tennis shoes, an old Casper High letter jacket, and a blue baseball cap that he wore backwards, his red bangs poking out of the gap between the size-adjuster and the material.

Tiffany smiled victoriously and turned to her friend. "Woah!" she exclaimed. "What are you wearing?"

Dannika looked down at her clothes, realizing she hadn't taken the jumpsuit off. "Oh, right," she said with a nervous laugh. "I found a box of my parents' old stuff, and I… Oh, never mind! Look, I need your guys's help." She looked at her friends seriously, a common thing to do among the trio, but it still worried her friends.

"Whatever you need, we're here for you," Neck replied, sympathetically.

Dannika nodded, turning to Tiffany. The girl shrugged. "You know I'll have your back no matter what, girl."

Dannika took a deep breathe. "This is going to sound crazy," she warned, "but I was thinking… Would it really be all that bad to tell my parents?"

Tiffany and Nick shared a glance of uncertainty. "Why the sudden change of heart?" Nick asked.

"Yeah," Tiffany added, "before you were always saying how this was your problem; how it'd be better if your folks never find out."

Dannika nodded, shrugging. "But that was when I thought I could figure out how to get rid of the powers on my own."

"Why do you want to get rid of your powers? You'd just end up like everyone else," Neck muttered. "And if you tell your folks, they'll want you to fight alongside Danny, not try to take the powers away."

"They'd want to do whatever makes me happy!" Dannika objected. However, after a moment's thought, she wasn't so sure. "Wouldn't they?" The three remained silent, not knowing what to say, and not wanting to know the truth.

Suddenly, a loud beeping sounded from above, like a siren. All three looked up to see Valerie, dressed in her red ghost-hunting suit, and floating in the air on hr jet sled. Two little satellite disks, one on each side of her, rotated, emitting the sound. Nick quickly stepped in front of Dannika, pulling Tiffany beside him as Dannika transformed into her human-self once more, pulling off the jump suit so she was dressed in her normal T-shirt and jean skirt.

"What is wrong with this thing!?" Valerie's frustrated voice drifted to the teenagers as she frantically typed on the key-pad at her wrist.

"I better go before she sees I'm out," Tiffany whispered. Keeping her gaze fixed on her mother, she snuck down the road toward her house.

Nick sighed. "I should probably head back home too. I still have some homework to get done…"

Dannika nodded, sadly. "See ya at school tomorrow," she whispered with a small wave as her friend headed back down the road.

"Yeah, see you," Nick replied without a glance over his shoulder.

Dannika sighed, her spirits sinking even lower. After a moment, she ran back into her house, the jump suit folded over her arm. She had planned to sneak up to her room, hopefully undetected. However, the moment she got through the door, she ran into a strange woman with long, jet black hair, pulled into a pony tail. She wore a blue jacket with a white shirt beneath, and red pants. When she turned around, Dannika saw she had the same ice-blue eyes as Danny.

"Mo-om!" the teenager called. "Someone's here!" She watched the woman suspiciously as Sam came rushing in from the kitchen.

"Danielle!"

Author's Notes:

So, how'd you like it? I decided to try a different style of writing, hope it's a bit better than my first fanfic. So, there're a few twists already popping up, and, trust me, there are more to come! Well, hope you like it! Comments and reviews are loved!