"This is a Danny Phantom fanfic that literally just came to me one night, as in it was a dream I had and remembered with great clarity. It was a pretty weird concept all in all, but I enjoyed it so I figured I'd write it down." -Casey
Daniel sat beside his father at the banquet table as the hefty man down yet another course of ham. It truly was one of the finest feasts that Daniel had ever laid eyes on and he could hardly imagine the sort of delicacies that would be laid out for dessert, but his eyes were darting to the doors none the less. This was his first trip to Castle Vladimir and rumors had spread that the place was haunted by uneasy spirits. Daniel had endured a long journey across the Kingdom to come here and he wasn't leaving until he found a ghost.
Daniel glanced across the room for the party's host and found that the man was strangely absent. He began slouching in his chair, hoping to slip under the table while his parents were busying themselves with the meal, but he was halted by a swift kick in the knee. He cringed, holding in a cry of pain as he glanced across the table to his sister's disapproving face. She, of course, was the one that had kicked him out of some unwelcome need to keep her brother in his princely place. He straightened up and glared at her briefly before turning to his father.
"My lord," he began respectfully. "We're all very impressed with the spread, truly, but who in their right mine plans a meal with fifteen courses? Fifteen!"
"Oh, Danny-boy," the large man replied. "Vladdy's just showing us his appreciation as the Lord Regnant."
"And I'm quite sure that it's not everyday that he plays host to his King and Queen," his mother added, wiping her face with her napkin.
"Well, I couldn't eat another bite," he announced, drawing the attention of the other dinner guests at table.
"Prince Daniel," his sister chimed in quickly. "Surely you don't mean to make a fool of our host in his absents."
Daniel finally looked up from his sulking to realize that the other dozen or so royals at table were glaring at him disapprovingly. He smiled and waved off his sister's comment saying, "Um...I meant of course that I couldn't eat another bite...because...uh..."
"The idle words of youth!" his sister sighed with a lighthearted smile at their audience. "What can we do beside beg your pardon, ladies and gentlemen?"
That caused the people to chuckle and nod and then they returned to their meal.
"Gee, thanks, Jazz," Daniel nearly growled under his breath.
"Please save the sultry teenage angst for the privacy of our own home," she warned. Jasmine then turned her attention away from her brother and began talking to her fellow princesses about stately matters.
As Prince Daniel sat sulking, the first course of dessert was served. He'd give his future Kingdom for the power to become invisible.
Then it came to him.
"Mom! Dad!" he shouted suddenly. "Is that a ghost?"
Jasmine hardly had a moment to glare at him before the King and Queen leapt from their seats shouting, "Ghosts!!!"
In a flash, they were fully equipped with blasters, lasers, and containment units and leaping up onto the table. Daniel ducked under the table with a sly smile and then crawled as quickly as he could for the door.
"Alright! Nobody move!" he heard his parents shouting. "No ghost interrupts King Jack Fenton's dinner and gets away with it!"
Daniel made his way to the front door and then bolted down the hall. There may not have been a ghost in the Banquet Hall, but he was sure that he could find one in the laboratory. He'd passed it on the tour of the house earlier, but none of them had been allowed to go inside.
He reached the giant medal doors and slammed them open. Just as he had thought, there was a ghost portal on the far side of the room, built right into the stone wall. It was offline, but he recognized the design from his father's early blueprints.
Daniel walked slowly across the reflective silver floor, passing by all sorts equipment without so much as a glance. He stepped into the portal, running his hand across the circuitry of the long tunnel.
"Prince Daniel?" called a voice from behind him.
The teenager spun around to find the host of the party standing in the open doorway.
"Vladimir!" the boy said in surprise. "I...I was just...uh..."
The man walked into the lab, his long black cape billowing behind him as he smiled at the young prince.
"Snooping around my portal?" he asked. "Well, I suppose the apple doesn't fall far from the tree."
Vladimir quickly strode to Daniel's side and ushered the boy out of the portal. They both walked quickly through the lab, the prince glancing longingly back at the tunnel.
"Your father and I worked on these portals together, you know?" Vlad continued. "Back when he was a just a prince himself."
"Yeah, I know," Daniel replied as they both stepped out into the hall.
"The youthful days we spent tracking and hunting ghosts," he reminisced. "However, I hear that you yourself haven't come face to face with any of our ectoplasmic friends, have you?"
Daniel sighed and glanced towards the lab one last time as his host guided them back towards the Banquet Hall. Even his sister had encountered a specter once before, but he, the son and heir to the throne of the greatest ghost hunters in the world, hadn't so much as glimpsed a spook.
***
When the teenager and the master left the laboratory, their voices could still be heard echoing through the hallway. A single small solitary figure appeared beside the ghost portal, as if he had been standing there invisibly the whole time. He had snow white hair, glowing green eye, and shared an uncanny resemblance to the prince, although he was a good deal younger.The boy zipped through the air to the doorway and glanced timidly after the two retreating figures in the hallway.
"Prince Daniel?" the boy whispered.
The teenager must have heard him because he turn around suddenly and looked directly at him. The boy turned invisible on instinct and had apparently evaded detection. Master Vladimir turned to glare at the specter, causing him to retreat back into the safety of the lab.
"I don't understand," the boy blurted out. "How could that be Prince Daniel?"
The boy dropped back to the ground and started pacing it wildly. "He can't be Prince Daniel!" he protested as he glanced down at his reflection on the floor.
"But if he is...then who am I?"
He's Phantom
Danny Phantom
Yo Danny Fenton, Prince of wide Régime,
Where his parents reign as the King and Queen
Trying to inherit the ghost huntin' gene
He's gonna rule 'em all cuz he's Danny Fenton
Oh, but the evil Vladimir would not just quit
He wanted to big King and that was it
But he was half ghost and that can't be changed
Against ghost hunters he'd be shortchanged.
So Vlad started scheming and then realized
They couldn't fight a ghost in their own son's guise
Such a daring scheme really seemed worth a try
He'd be much more unique then the other guy
So the other Danny knew what he had to do
Though much of what he's told is quite untrue
It's time to pull the switcheroo
Gonna rule 'em all cuz he's Danny Phantom
Gonna rule 'em all cuz he's Danny Fenton
Gonna rule 'em all cuz he's
...Danny Phantom
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