Above is a picture of Danny's parents Jack and Maddie Fenton
Check out my other story of how to train your dragon story promptsHere is also a picture of D.J. In his regular ghost form
And one of him in his human form
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Today is a regular day for amity parks hero or should I say night he is sleeping peacefully in his bed when a blue mist comes out his of his mouth waking him up
Danny P.O.V.
"This better not be the box ghost for the 6th time tonight" I say as I wake up "hello Whelp ready to completely die" I heard "not on your afterlife skulker" I replied smugly changing into Phantom and flying out to meet skulker
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Finally defeating skulker I turn intangible flying through the walls of my house into the lab quickly releasing skulker into the ghost zone I fly back up to my room and turn back into Fenton and collapse on my bed "great just perfect" I mutter sarcastically as I notice the big gaping wound I limp to my closet and pull out a first aid kid better than some fully stocked hospitals I quickly and efficiently give myself stitches I don't think it's good that I'm so good at this but what am I gonna do having to give yourself first aid is a job hazard I guess finally finishing I put away the kit and clean up the blood and ectoplasm that leaked from the wound then collapse on my bed falling asleep almost immediately 5 minutes later my alarm clock went off I was tempted to destroy it with an ecto-blast but decided against it hitting the off button I pulled myself out of bed the clock read 3:00A.M. time for patrol I turned into Phantom and
flew out the window I was tempted to skip patrol and sleep but the one day I skipped would be the one day that someone got hurt and depending in how bad they were hurt depends on how bad the panic attack I get is the reason I would get a panic attack if someone was hurt is because of my obsession an obsession is what keeps a ghost from moving on like skulkers obsession with collecting rare and one of a kind things is probably because he died in a hunting accident and Desiree's obsession with granting wishes is because of what the sultan did to her if you want to know what he did watch the show my obsession is protecting people because the last thought I had before I died was making sure no one else ever felt the pain I had when getting electrocuted by the ghost portal. I was so lost in thought that I didn't notice the ecto-blast flying twords me until it was to late sighing I went off to battle whichever of my enemies threw it
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"Beware I am the mighty box ghost you cannot contain me in your cylindrical container" I don't even bother fighting the box ghost I just pull out the Fenton thermos and suck him in
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sucking technus into the thermos I sigh I had caught the box ghost a few more times and skulker and a few other ghosts that I can't name for he past few hours the alarm I set in the high tech watch Tucker gave me signaling the end of patrol I fly back to Fenton works luckily my parents are still asleep so I don't have to dodge being shot at. Slipping into my room I tend to my injuries and collapse on my bed the last thing I see as I fall back asleep is my alarm clock reading 5:00 A.M. just great I will have had barley any sleep again
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"Danny get up or you'll be late to school" I Hear Jazz yell groaning, I get up, dressed and change my bandages. Hurrying downstairs I see Jazz and unsurprisingly my parents aren't in the kitchen making breakfast or anything normal people do in the morning their most likely in their lab or trying to "find the ghost boy and rip him apart molecule by molecule" morning Jazz say's I yawn in response just then Sam Tucker and Valorie come in to tired to talk we start our morning tradition of all having breakfast together at Fenton Works we all go and do our our separate jobs to get breakfast ready Jazz setting the table Val chopping fruit Sam at the stove and me rushing around helping were ever I'm needed we work without even thinking like a dance one we could do in our sleep knives forks and plates are literally thrown across the room and caught expertly no one worried about getting hurt or accidentally getting stabbed with one of the flying knives we are all to well trained and trust each other we know each other so well we practically read each other's minds. Finishing eating breakfast we start eating finally talking although if you were to hear us you wouldn't understand what we're saying on account of our breakfast conversation going on in Ancient Greek our favorite
language. When we're done eating we clean up and leave not saying goodbye to the parents who probably forgot we exist .
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On the the way to school we stop at the at the T.O.P an abandoned warehouse we repurposed into our base
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FanfictionWhat happens when you mix a class of teenagers an overweight teacher two of the worlds worst ghost hunters and a team of superhero's with the ghost zone And thanks for all the nice comments also if you have any ideas on how to improve this story or...