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Wars of the Dead	By : takkycat Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 3708 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom. I merely use him for my own sick amusement and to watch my friend’s brain implode.
I posted this before but aff.net had a glitch and erased it! So, here it is again…
I wish to thank:
Joe—Aye aye, SIR! *salutes* Thanks for the review, churning them out as fast as an overworked procrastinator can!!
Arain Rowan—DING DING DING!! You are right! One of them is Skulker!! I can totally understand just seeing one episode and then reading like crazy…that’s how I am with Harry Potter as well as several other fandoms. Sometimes it’s fanfictions that get me into a fandom before I even hear of the actual show, movie, book, etc. As for the flamer, I learned at a young age that the best way to irritate the hell out of a jerk is to take whatever they say as a compliment. Trust me it works and it does wonders for one’s stress levels!!
rei tamashii—Thanks! Unfortunately, I don’t know how to squish it. I tried but it doesn’t seem to work! On another note, I do believe I will take your advice and post on ffn…as soon as my three days are up and they’ll let me post! Ugh! Ffn can be very frustrating!!! I don’t see how prohibiting people from posting for three days after they create a new account helps stop spam!!! But I promise to post as soon as my probation is done.
tigerhawk—Thanks a bunch! I know, poor Danny! It’s not good for one’s health to be one of my favorite characters; I have a tendency to make them suffer…
Tesgura—Yay! You are the first one to get all three!! Yes, the lords are Skulker, Danny, and Vlad. They seem to be the best for the roles to me!
Pon—Right on both counts! It is Spectra, the councilor, and it she is w:st="on">Walker’s sister in my story (one of the many things that make this AU). If you ask me, although she is a rarely seen character, she is one of Danny’s most dangerous because she specializes in psychological warfare…which seems to be Danny’s weak spot. He may be a champ when it comes to fisty-cuffs (I can’t believe I actually used that term!!) but when it comes to his heart and self-esteem he’s as weak as a snail out of its shell (Hobbit reference).
darklady—Yeah, Jazz strikes me as the ‘loyal to the bitter end’ type. Besides, with a whole town out to get ya, one needs all the support they can get!! I’ll probably start posting on ffn more quickly then I do here because I don’t have the conversion problems I have on aff.net (they don’t accept Word documents and my comp has yet to convert successfully to html).
Now…LET THE FUN BEGIN!!

Wars of the Dead
Days came and went, and once again the town seemed to be having a reprieve from their ghostly woes; but, unlike the last time, this silence was not so peaceful. Memories of the unearthly beautiful visage of Inviso-Bill floating above the wreckage of the high school still shown brightly in the people’s minds, keeping them on edge. Was he trying to lull them into a false sense of security? What could the ghost be planning this time?
It wasn’t long before they got their answer…

In a way, one could say it started out small…or with something small at any rate.
It started with babies disappearing from their cribs. Parents would get up in the morning to find their little ones gone without a trace!
Then, it was the older children, a few at a time, taken from their beds or walking about the town. If a guardian dared to even blink, they risked having their young taken. Of course, by now people were in a right panic. And the first to be blamed? Why, Inviso-Bill of course!!
Some tried to flee but found their way blocked. However, it was not ghosts that stopped them, but fellow humans! To stop the rising panic and to appear as if they were doing something constructive, the government had issued a quarantine upon the city of Amnityville. Now, they citizens of this “popular haunt” could not leave, even if they wanted to, which they very much did!!
At least one set of parents was able to breathe a sigh of relief that at least one of their children where safe. The Fentons could not feel more grateful that Danny was with Vlad rather than back home in Amnityville!

Not surprisingly, with the stress of missing their children, the people did not notice the decreasing number of animals…at least not at first. It started off with the strays. Homeless cats and dogs became a rarer and rarer sight; as did the various pests such as rats and cockroaches but few lamented over their disappearance.
At first, people could not understand why the outside had become so eerie. It took a moment for the more observant (which was a depressingly small percentage of the population) to make the connection that it was the lack of chirps, clicks, and buzzes of the urban wildlife. It had suddenly become just too quiet…
It wasn’t until pets began to go missing that people really took notice. Even fish would vanish from their aquariums. Now, the people were well and truly frightened. Nothing was safe!
Nerves were stretched to the breaking point, but all the people could do was sit…sit and wait.
On some level, the people were actually relieved that they didn’t have to wait long…

The sound of an ancient war horn sounded throughout the too quiet, thunderous in its solitude. The bravest or most foolish of the people looked out to see the source of the noise.
There, floating just above the buildings was a virtual army of ghost. Most sat astride emaciated, horse-like creatures with leathery wings and mad red eyes, while others stood, or floated as the case may be, at the ready, awaiting their orders. At the forefront was none other than Inviso-Bill, glowing green eyes cold as the frozen pits of Hell. It was almost like a page out of Revelations…
Both sides watched each other, total silence reigning supreme. Each waited to see what the other would do.
A shot from Amnityville’s top ghost hunters, Jack and Maddie Fenton, broke the silence. The spirits smoothly dodged the shot and lunged for the people.

Maddie tried to get off another shot with her Fenton bazooka only to find that the weapon that she was positive she had recharged the night before had been completely drained! That one shot was all she had. She looked over accusingly at her husband to see him pulling the trigger of the Fenton Peeler with no result. The two looked at each other before each grabbed another weapon and then another and another.
As each proved to be as unsuccessful as the last, Jack Fenton made the most observant comment he had ever made before in his life, “Suffering Spooks! We’ve been sabotaged!!”

The town was a chaotic mess of screaming, running, and crying. Some tried to duck into buildings and alleyways only to be flushed out by the terrifying specters lying in wait.

Maddie and Jack looked on helplessly at the terrified masses when Maddie noticed something odd…
Despite the fact that the ghost could have easily caught their frightened prey, they never did. In fact, they seemed to be doing so intentionally. Also, whenever someone fell or tripped, they seem to jerk up back to their feet by some unseen force, thus narrowly avoiding being trampled.
Maddie’s eyes widened.
“It’s a trap!” she gasped under her breath. “Jack, it’s a trap!!” She turned towards her love only to feel the sharp bite of a needle before darkness engulfed her.

Jasmine watched from the shadows in horror.
“Danny, what have you done?”
Looking about wildly, she spotted the one she was looking for…the one she had once been so proud of.

Danny watched the people running about in a panicked rush as they were herded into smaller and smaller groups, his heart heavy like that of a parent having to hold down their screaming, crying child to receive a shot that was for their own good, even if they didn’t know it. The communicator in his ear beeped.
“We have the hunters, my Prince.”
Danny sighed with relief. Two down, one to go…
“Good job. Now, keep an eye out for Bossy Brain…I repeat, keep an eye out for Bossy Brain…” Danny spoke into the mic.
“I suppose that’s me,” came a familiar voice behind him.
He turned around and came face to face with Jazz.
“What is going on, Danny?!”
With sudden clarity, Danny realized that she knew exactly who he was.
“How long have you known?”
“Since that creepy councilor tried to zap me, and don’t try to change the subject! I was so proud of you. That’s why I never told anyone, not even you! Why are you doing this!?!” Jazz was quite clearly pissed.
Danny looked at her beseechingly, “Please Jazz. I don’t have time to explain. Just understand this, something bad is coming! I need to get everyone out. I promise I’ll explain later.”
Jazz looked uncertain, “Well…”
Danny went for the jugular, “Please, I’m asking you to trust me as your brother!”
Jazz sighed in defeat, “Alright Danny…”
Danny smiled in relief and gave his sister a quick hug, “Thanks, sis.”
He reached up and touched his communicator, telling the ones on the other side of the line to come get his sister.

TBC…
Next up will be the journey through the Ghost Zone.
I hope everyone enjoyed it!
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