Phantom of Interest

A Phantom in New York

Disclaimer: I do not own Person of Interest or Danny Phantom. I'm just borrowing their characters.

AN: I'm using Bailee Madison as the face claim for Danielle.

AN2: This story is set several years after the Danny Phantom series ended, although in this universe Phantom Planet never happened {more like I'm ignoring that it ever happened in cannon at all}. And the first few chapters are set between Season 2 Episode 5 'Bury the Lede' and episode 6 'The High road' of Person of Interest.

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Phantom of Interest

Chapter One: A Phantom in New York City

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Danni's P.O.V.

New York City

Night

It's true what they say, New York is the city that never sleeps. I'd been in New York for the past week and no matter the time, day or night, there always seemed to be dozens of people walking around. Someone was always bumping into you or giving you a dirty look because you didn't move out of their way fast enough. Car horns could be heard throughout the city at all hours of the day, and the streets always seemed to be jam packed with cars. And the city was always brightly lit. So much so you couldn't see a single star in the night sky. Which is one of the reasons why Danny would never want to live in New York.

But I didn't really mind not being able to see the stars all that much, I wasn't as into Astronomy as Danny was. Thinking of Danny's obsession with the stars made me think back to the last time I'd seen him several months ago. Danny had finally told his parents about him being Phantom so when I went to visit I was able to stay in the house with them without having to hide from Jack and Maddie. I spent a couple months there, and Danny taught me how to better control most of my powers. He also taught me his ghostly wail, and how to speak Esperanto. And then he taught me something he'd just learned a few months back before I showed up; how to use his ice powers to heal wounds.

It had been fun hanging around with my 'cousin' and Sam and Tucker, but I just didn't belong in Amity Park. Amity Park already had Danny; they didn't need me. And honestly Amity Park just didn't feel like home. I'd been all over the world, been to dozens of places, seen and met so many different types of people. But none of those places felt like home, and really that's what I'd been looking for all this time, a place where I felt like I belonged. Where I felt like I was making a difference and was able to help people.

So I left Amity Park and headed back out on the road. Which is how I found myself in New York City. And so far, I was liking New York City. The pace of the city was just my style, and I was thinking about sticking around for a while. I'd made a little home for myself in an old abandoned warehouse. I'd pilfered a cot, sleeping bag, and one of those camping cooktop things from a camping and hunting supply store and had set it up in one of the offices in the warehouse. It wasn't much, but it was some place to sleep at night and it was better than nothing at all.

I'd spent the past week here in New York between wandering the city and helping out anyone in trouble that I came across. Which usually just meant stopping muggings and stealing food for other homeless people. I was currently headed back to the warehouse after a day spent stopping dozens of muggings throughout the city, and I was taking a short cut through a park across the street from my warehouse when I caught the sound of people arguing up ahead of me.

I veered off from my path to the warehouse to move closer to the voices and found a group of five people surrounding another person. The group of five people all had guns, and they all looked pretty angry. The man they had surrounded on the other hand looked terrified. I sighed and rolled my eyes.