Phantom of Interest

A New Number

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.

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Phantom of Interest

Chapter Two: A New Number

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Third Person P.O.V.

The next day, The Library

Morning

The library was quiet that morning and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of a squeak toy being chewed on. Finch was sitting by the computers as usual, staring intently at the screen, while Bear was lying on his little bed chewing on his toy. Suddenly Bear stood up and raced towards the stairs where Reese was ascending into the library.

"We have a new number?" Reese asked, coming to a stop next to Finch.

"Yes but this one is different. I didn't get her number; the machine sent me her picture. I've spent the last hour and a half trying to find out anything on her, but it's like she doesn't exists at all," Finch answered, obviously frustrated.

Reese eyed him for a moment with a small smirk playing at his face at his friend's annoyance.

"Can I see who this person is?" Reese asked, glancing down at the computer.

Finch pulled out a picture of a 14 year old girl, with piercing glacier ice blue eyes, and long flowing raven black hair pulled back into a high pony tail, standing in what appeared to be an abandoned park. She was wearing torn black jeans, a white shirt with the words 'Dumpty Humpty' written across the chest, a black leather jacket, and a pair of black combat boots.

"Did you get a name for her at least?" Reese asked, staring at the picture.

He'd heard of people erasing their identities but never of a teenager erasing their identity. What would cause someone like her to do something like that, and did it have to do with why the machine had given them her picture.

"No it's like she doesn't exist. There's absolutely no record of her, the closest I could get was a boy named Daniel Fenton who lives in Amity Park. I did a facial search for her and found that she and the boy Daniel have a 98% facial match, they could be twins if it weren't for the fact that he's two years older than her," Finch explained, pulling up the picture of Daniel Fenton.

Finch was right the two could have been twins; they had the same piercing glacier ice blue eyes, and the same raven black hair though the boys was short and flopped down into his face covering one of his eyes. They even had the same jawline and cheekbones. Honestly, their newest number looked like a slightly younger, female version of Daniel Fenton.

"You think the family gave her up when she was born?" Reese asked, leaning down closer to the screen.

"There would have been a birth certificate if that's what happened. She also would have had a social security number assigned to her if that was the case," Finch replied, scowling at the screen.

"I did manage to find this video from last night, I'm pretty sure it's why she's in trouble," Finch exclaimed, glancing up at Reese.

Finch hit play on the video and Reese watched as their newest number appeared on the screen. She was walking through a park, when she stopped suddenly and turned in another direction, heading deeper into the park. And then she came across a group of five people surrounding another man. He noted the guns the five people had, and he couldn't help but wonder just what this kid was thinking approaching a group of armed people the way she was. He watched as she spoke to the men, then watched as four of the men attacked her.