Danny Phantom? No, Spectre.

Introduction to chaos

Sam, Tucker and I were out on our usual patrols when Skulker appeared in one of Amity Park's back alleyways. "Ghost Child!!!" Skulker roared at me, making me flop out of the air like an idiot. "Nice job, Dipshit." Sam mocked, playfully tossing me the Fenton Thermos. "You've got this right?" Tucker questioned, PDA in hand, quickly pulling up the file on purple-backed gorillas. "Yeah." I muttered before Skulker decided to take the first shot. He knocked me pretty hard against the concrete, so Tuck shouted, "Prepare to be Purple-back Gorilla-ed!" "Is that even a word?" Sam questioned. Tucker took his attention away from the PDA and that was all the time Skulker needed. I ran to shove them out of the way or make the three of us intangible, but I only ended up throwing myself into Skulker's wide-bore laser cannon. It burned with the heat of a thousand suns, but only for a second. He chuckled darkly, "Since I can't have you halfa. No one can." I stood up and yelled, "What the hell was that for!!! You're supposed to be fighting me not my friends!" I expected him to sneer that if that's the case I should keep my friends out of it, but he gave me a haunted look like he'd seen a ghost. (Ha ha. Very funny.) I turned to see Tucker and Sam on the ground, burnt to a crisp, motionless. The wail I let out was so loud Skulker was knocked out and I broke every window on the block, but it wasn't until I was done screaming that I started crying my eyes out looking at the ground, and saw what I was standing in. I was intangible through a char-boiled teenage boy with jet-black hair and glazed over blue eyes. I whimpered, "I'm dead."

It wasn't long until my parents arrived being lead by the Boo-merang , muttering something about, "Danny might need our help, he's never been out crime fighting this long." Skulker was getting up, but I didn't care. Mom and Dad were there and I thought I'd be okay. That they could defend themselves and that they'd take me home. Hey, I'm only fifty percent more dead than I used to be. They walked around the corner together each with an arsenal of weapons on their backs to see the carnage that Sam, Tuck and I had been reduced to. Mom fell to her knees and started bawling. Dad simply dropped his guns in shock, running over to make sure that there was no mistake. That the corpse wasn't somebody else's kid. The blue eyes and what was left of my old signature shirt was enough to convince them, I was still crying and didn't walk over, but I just felt safe with them there. That is until Skulker shouted from the rooftop "You're the halfa's parents right?" I expected more witty cracks from him, but apparently he wasn't the same Skulker I used to fight, because he blasted my now unarmed parents without even thinking about it. Leaving five flaming, almost unrecognizable corpses on the sidewalk. My thoughts turned against me all of them screaming, "It's your fault! Run! You aren't the hero anymore! You couldn't protect them, how can you protect yourself! Run!" So I did. After hours of flying away from my problems I ended up in Gotham City. Once upon a time, I chased a crook by the name of The Gentleman Ghost from Amity to Gotham. Turns out he wasn't really a ghost, so I left it to the town's resident hero, Robin. The kid seemed smart, level-headed and very sarcastic, but caring. I don't know how, but I knew he'd know exactly what to say. He had told me, "If you need to find me, talk to Commissioner Gordon." So I fazed into Gordon's office through the window labelled "Bat-window" (I don't know why). Gordon muttered from his desk, "Robin, I know you're in here. It'd be nice if you'd start announcing yourself." without looking up. "Actually," I started, causing him to pull a gun on the unfamiliar voice, "I'm a friend of Robin's and he said you could contact him" I tried to sound as professional as possible and not as emotionally ruined as I actually was, but it was no use with Gordon who quickly saw through my weak guise. His words quickly turned softer, "Follow me to the roof." I did as he said and when we reached the roof he turned on a large flood light with a bat symbol on the front of it. "Why a bat?" I asked curiously. "Hell if I know, I think he said something about scaring the crooks." Gordon scoffed. Suddenly a large vampire like figure landed on the roof with a small red-clad teenager poking out from behind. "Robin!" I said walking over a little too fast, The Bat-like figure swiftly blocked my way with his body until Robin asked, "Danny? Is that you?" "Of course it's me bird-brain!" I quipped, "Now would you please tell Mr. Vampire here to back off?" The Vampire man backed off growling slightly, but Robin cut off his brooding by saying, "Um, remember that ghost kid hero I told you about last year. The one who was confused about the Gentleman Ghost? That's him, Batman." Oh, shit... That's what Batman looks like? I've always stuck to Amity like glue. I shuddered, thinking about the gore from earlier. Gordon took this moment of awkwardness to flip off the bat-signal and sneak downstairs. "Well, what's the problem Daniel?" Batman said curtly "Gotham doesn't take well to "capes" within her borders."

"Okay! Okay!" Robin practically shouts, "You can stop there. We know this part." "Okay, kid. We'll put you on Robin's team. Black Canary will help you train and I'll assign missions, but you're still a minor so you'll be finishing school." Batman still speaks with a growl, but the malice behind it is gone, he sounds almost concerned. "But I don't even exist anymore.." I whimpered tears threatening to flood from my eyes. "It'll be fine," Robin encourages placing a hand on my shoulder, "Plenty of people get new ID's. You'll be safe with us." He took me by the hand and lead me forward to get cleaned up and to meet "my new family" as he put it. I wish he hadn't...