Danny Phantom in: Not All Bad

Part I

Author's Note: Thought or Emphasis; Flashback; Thought or Emphasis in Flashback

I don't own Danny Phantom.

Danny Phantom: Not All Bad

Part I

"Gotta move!"

In the endless expanse of the parallel dimension known as the Ghost Zone, the protector of Amity Park left a black and white streak across a green ectoplasmic sky. Danny Phantom, in his usual hazmat suit, white hair, and glowing green eyes, was on an urgent mission.

He gripped at his collar, something hanging off his back. With the Specter Speeder out of commission-his father had been working on it, enough said-he had to hold the cargo by hand, and take the risk that the source of his worries wouldn't fall off.

The goal was a bit distant, but the journey was a straight line from here.

"Just hold on. We're almost there."

However, the trip wouldn't be so simple.

A laugh echoed through the Zone, to Danny's annoyance.

"Not now!"

In a burst of spiraling flame, an old enemy appeared.

A teenage girl with white glowing skin floated before him, seemingly dressed like a rock star from the 1970s. A black one-shouldered tank top, the strap on her left, revealed her toned midriff. A long glove covered her right arm and hand, only a bracelet on her left wrist. A pair of tight black leather pants, with a gray belt hanging off the waist, showed off the legs that trailed down to skull-faced platform boots.

Eye shadow with lines trailing over her cheeks accentuated the green in her eyes, filled with mischief as opposed to her would-be opponent's anger. Purple lipstick painted her lips and piercings hung in her right ear, further accentuating the rocker look.

Her most striking feature, however, was her robin's egg blue hair, a ponytail and bangs made entirely of ghostly fire.

"This isn't the time, Ember!"

"Anytime's a good time for a Babypop beatdown!" She summoned her guitar, purple with blue flame decals. "I got a new single that'll rock your-"

A blast of ghost ice flew past her face, taking her left bang with it.

"HEY! What's your deal, Dipstick!?" She grew the hair back. "Whatever happened to a little pre-fight smack talk?"

"No time, not for that or your games." A snowball charged with a ghost ray inside glowed in warning. "I've got someone way more important to meet today than you."

Now she joined him in anger. "Who the heck's more important than the hottest singer in the Ghost Zone?" She puffed up her already ample chest.

"For one thing, how about my precious cargo?" He pointed to his back.

"What cargo?" She finally took notice. "You mean that ice cape?" She scoffed. "I know you're supposed to be some goody two-shoes hero, but isn't that a little much?"

"My wha...?" He felt over his shoulders, touching two ice-covered arms acting as a collar for the 'cape' Ember saw at a distance. "NO!" Danny's face blanched. "She's almost frozen solid!"

"She?"

"Ember, get over here! I need you!"

"Uhh..." A part of her not utterly confused at the turn of events was quite flattered. "I mean, yeah, of course you would. It was only a matter of time before you fell for the flame-"

"Your flame is exactly what Danielle needs!"