#fallen star

Danny is momentarily so disoriented that he can't fight when someone turns him onto his back, and he comes face to face with a beaming ghost. She's dressed in a big, puffy purple dress with more ruffles than necessary, covered in star-themed accessories, and her hair is pulled back into pigtails. Dangling from the pigtails are the stars on chains. Her gloves are up to her elbows with purple ribbons.

She's also sparkling with glitter, and she would have almost looked like a normal middle-schooler were it not for the blue of her skin and ghost glow to her body. And the wide, really crazed grin on her face.

Something was deeply wrong with this ghost's mental state.

"I knew it!" She gasps, leaning in close to Danny's face. "I knew that there was no such thing as a Halfa! You're a Magic Guardian!"

Danny tries to reply, but his vision is overtaken by black spots, and all he can manage is a slurred mutter of questions. The girl doesn't seem to mind, running her hands along his body as if searching for something. "Where do you keep it? The magic item? I'm ready to go back to the field. I'll do better this time!"

Her hands slip under his shirt as Phantom's healing factor clears the fog, and he can lift his legs. The new position causes her to lose balance on top of him, which gives Danny the needed opening he needs to get out of her pin and push her off. She tried to turn the push into a spinning kick, but Danny's now-human body made him untouchable to her.

Her leg goes through his head as he springs up on his hands and flips away from her. She stumbles in place, dress flaring in her sudden halt. She holds out a hand, shaking it aggressively. "Sorry! Sorry! It was a reflex."

"Who are you?" Danny holds up his fists. "What do you want?"

"I just need a second chance." She folds her hands in front of her, a desperate hitch bleeding into her voice. "I was careless last time, but now I know what to do. Please, just give me the magic item."

"I don't have a magic item-"

"LIAR!" She suddenly screeched, the force of her voice turning into a wail like those of a few banshees Danny had fought. "I KNOW YOU HAVE ONE. THIS WOULDN'T HAVE LIGHTENED UP OTHERWISE!"

She reaches up to her neck, where a glowing black chain is wrapped around. Years of listening to Sam preen about her gothic style let him know it's a lariat slip choker chain, and he almost admires the dangling moon, were it not for the girl's eyes starting to glow with the same dark purple sheen as the jewelry charm.

"I CAN DO IT." The girl yells. Almost feverish, as if her desperation to prove herself was burning her up inside. "I'M ONE OF THE CHOOSEN."

"Chosen lunatics, more likely," Danny replies, taking a step back.

"NO! I CAN DO IT-"

Her words are cut off as the necklace detaches from her neck. At once, her entire form changes. Gone is her dress and star accessories; even her hair goes from pigtails close to her head to long, flowing hair reaching her ankles. She is now dressed in plain jeans and a black shirt. Her eyes even shift back to normal pupils, though they are wide with horror.

"No." She falls to her knees. "No, please. I gave everything for that. I gave my life. My life....."

Danny opens his mouth to ask what she means when the necklace suddenly flies at him at an impossible-to-dodge speed. He's knocked off his feet, pushed back once more, but this time by the neck.

His breath is once more knocked out of him, and the girl's mutters break into devastated sobs. His world tilts as Danny falls, and despite the ground beneath his feet, he falls far longer and far farther than he should.

A portal had ripped open under him.

He watches the Zone slowly recede as he free-falls into the mortal world, able to recognize the change in lighting despite not being Amity Park's familiar clear blue skies.

Grey overtakes his eyesight. Grey clouds, grey buildings, grey ground, and even the air feels grey somehow. Danny's back hits the pavement, once again sees black spots. This time, he isn't strong enough to shake them off as the world slowly vanishes behind him.

He lies there on the ground, feeling rain drench his body as a group of people surrounds his fallen form. He sees their lips moving but makes nothing of it; he can even muster the strength to move his outstretched arms.

The necklace wraps itself around his neck, humming with power. It's the only warm thing on his body.

As everything goes dark, a voice whispers in his mind.

Danny Fenton, you have been chosen to fight the forces of darkness.

This is the beginning of Fallen Star, Gotham's most tragic magic boy, ripped from his home and forced into soldiering for a necklace that promised fame and heroism with the power of friendship.

But all it does is steal the lives of children. Were it not for Danny's previous experience as Phantom, he likely would have ended up like that poor girl wandering the Ghost Zone, waiting for the necklace's intoxicating call with each fight it forced him into.

Being a hero means stepping up to fight when no one else will. Being called to fight when there is no chance of refusal means making a sacrifice.

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*this entire series came to life with the help of my angel @laceangel333 thank you for everything <3

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