When Fate Plots and Portals Glitches

When Fate Come's A 'Knocking

*Authors Note*

Um, ok, so, Phantom Planet didn't happen. Danny never reveled his secret to the world, or even his family, and he's not dating Sam. Its a post movie fanfic for the rise of the Guardians (everything here stays the same). And its post 3rd season for Danny Phantom. Thank You,and Good day sir. I SAID GOOD DAY SIR! (You know what I doing, now read peasant; if you wish)

Danny Fenton had been homeless for three weeks.

Three. Weeks.

And aside from a few measly details. Those three weeks was all he could remember. He didn't know where he's from, where he was born, where he used to lived, who was his family, he didn't even know if his family was still alive. Or if he ever even had one.  

He snuggled a little deeper into his dirt stained red jacket as he crossed his arms over his folded legs. Not because of the cold, but of the strangeness of it all truly beginning to settle in.

And all because of a woman with a clipboard.

He started to lean back on the moss crusted bricked wall as he began to reacquire the whole event. His only true memory before he came to Burgess.

That wasn't even the oddest thing about her. If anything, it's the fact that Danny was positive that she wasn't human. Then again, he wasn't too sure if he was completely human ether.

One second, it was black. The next, he was in a swirling pool of silver and then in what strongly resembled an office. And Danny was left with a strange feeling that life had pulled the rug from his feet and shook his world like a snow globe so many times that surly nothing else in this world or the next could faze him.

Now, this is the part where life pulls a wild card on him and says- think again sucker!

Danny remembered what she looked like, what she said, and what she'd done with an almost unsettling lucidly compared to everything else.

First thing that happened as he entered the spotless, empty and a nearly blinding white 'office' wasn't a fight, or a petty speech or a crack-pot plan to take over the world that one might expect from such an unusual kidnapping. In fact, if he didn't know better, Danny would've assumed that he was brought there by accident.

The only sound in the room was click-clack of the woman swiftly typing on a key board. And behind the marble desk was wearing a black hijab with a silver, long sleeved turtleneck. But despite the fact that there was a dark haired and blue eyed teenager that 'poofed' out of a magic portal and had suddenly appeared in what Danny had assumed to be her home. She seemed completely unfazed by it. In fact, for the first ten minutes or so, she didn't seem to have any consultation that he was even there.

Danny, if he remembered clearly, began looking for an exit. If conflict could be avoided by a possibly hostile woman whom could summon portals at her will, well then that was probably a good idea.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

When Danny first heard her voice, he nearly jumped out of his skin. Looking back, Danny felt like he was the kind of person that took a lot to unnerve him. Maybe that was just wishful thinking. Her voice seemed to echo through-out the room, as if a piece of it hid in all the dark corners. Her intonation pulsed with power, her tone was gentle, cold and detached all at once.  Danny's head whipped back to her direction, he found some comfort that she hadn't moved or even flickered her argent eyes in his direction, the rest of him had felt a spark of annoyance.