The Chronicles of Dei Demanitus Dark and His Human Prince

*The cover image in question would be so much more awesome if I could get my profile image to work properly, and/or that background thing.*
Otherwise, this beautiful, perfect image is absolutely not mine. I don't have that kind of talent for shit. Deep respect to this artist.

But nevermore, here is our story.

Danny Phantom hadn't acquired that name until a comical misunderstanding. Whether with intent or not or some frootloop involved was neither here nor there. The Phantom was really Dei Dark, son and only heir to the Infinite Realms. And yes, son of that Pariah Dark. Never had he met a ghost who didn't "want a piece of him." He learned quite early on that ghosts are self-interested and deeply selfish creatures. The hunters got that much right.

Danny Fenton was second. first was ghosts, and then the ghost portal, and then Jazz-- oh. Oh well, whatever. He knew he was nothing special, he was reminded quite often. So he was half sure this weird, duckling following him around was mocking him, treating him like the most special, amazing thing since heck, Paulina Sanchez. Never had he hoped so strongly his parents were right ghosts couldn't feel love. And not just because it got hard to take his due when the Prince got beat up.

Danny the Hunter and Dei the Ghost. Hardly a novel idea.
As Clockwork had said, "he existed in only a rare few." But there were so many of millions out there.