Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Danny Phantom, sadly. However, I do own Lily, Sharon, Travis, and Drake. This is my first story, so it may be a little bad. Please R&R!
My True Identity
Chapter One- My Name Is Lily Fenton
My name is Lily Fenton. I am the daughter of Danny Fenton, alias Danny Phantom, and Sam Fenton, formerly Sam Manson, and this is the worst day of my life. Perhaps I should start from the beginning.
"Lily, wake up honey. You need to go to school." I felt my mom gently shake me awake.
"Mom, I don't want to go to school!" I whined. I hid myself under the covers in an attempt to escape from my mother.
"Lily," I heard before I felt myself being lifted out of bed. When I looked down, I was a few feet off of the ground. "Dad! Put me down!" I was really frustrated by now. I heard chuckling as my dad reappeared before me.
"Lily, listen to your mother. You need to go to school. Trust me when I say if you don't listen to your mom, nothing good comes out of it," my dad said, looking to see what Mom's reaction would be.
"Hey!" Mom shouted, smiling, and threw a pillow at my dad. My dad and I both laughed at this as Dad turned us both intangible, then invisible. "Danny! Stop cheating and show yourself!" I held in a laugh as my mom threw pillows all over the room trying to find us. Finally, my dad gave up and showed himself just as my mom smacked him in the face with a pillow.
"Oof!" My dad fell to the ground from the force of the pillow. I plopped on the ground, enjoying the "fight". My mom and I were cracking up as Dad sat up and shook his head. "Man, Sam. Your arm has gotten stronger." He stood up and transformed back to Danny Fenton, my raven haired, ice-blue eyed dad. "All right, Lily. You have to get ready for school now."
"Awww! Do I have to?" I moaned. My parents looked at me firmly, which I knew was a yes. I quickly showered and changed into my usual ensemble; a red tank top, black pants, and black and white shoes. I looked in the mirror at my appearance. My mid-back length black hair was neat, and my blue-purple eyes gleamed in the light. I pulled my hair back with a red headband and headed downstairs.
"You take as long as your father," Mom joked.
"Hey, I take offense to that comment!" Dad said, smiling the whole time. He flicked some cereal at my mom, hitting her in the face. I smiled at them both as I ate some waffles Mom made. Soon, I finished my waffles and was ready to head to school. "Bye, Mom. Bye, Dad. Love you both," I said, giving them each a peck on the cheek.
"Bye, honey," my mom kissed me and gave me a hug. "Love you, too."
"Bye, Lily. Love you," my dad also gave me a hug and a kiss. "Have fun."
I raised an eyebrow at my dad's comment. "How am I supposed to have fun at school?" My dad thought for a minute, and finally shrugged his shoulders. I shook my head at him, grabbed my backpack, and walked out the door. I ran into my friends, Sharon and Travis. "Hey guys, how's it going?" I asked.
"Same old, same old," the brown haired, brown eyed boy responded.
"Not much," Sharon said. Her blonde hair whipped around her and her green eyes as the wind blew. "How 'bout you?"
"Same," I responded. Travis Foley and Sharon Parkinson were my best friends. Sharon had just moved here last month, but we were still the best of friends. Luckily, we were all freshman, so we were able to hang out more. Both Travis and Sharon knew that my father was the famous Danny Phantom, and they had done a good job of keeping it a secret. We always walked to school together, did homework together, and hid Travis from Drake Baxter, the school jerk who thought he could boss and bully everyone around. Sharon and I always rolled their eyes at everything he did. Soon enough, Casper High School loomed ahead.
"Anyone ready for school?" Travis sarcastically asked. Sharon and I both shook our heads ferociously. "Ditto." We all sighed deeply as we walked into the school.
Lunchtime (about noon)
"Lancer gave us way too much homework," Sharon groaned as she plopped down next to us, her tray full with meat.
"Yeah." I sat next to her with just a burger.
"Definitely." Travis's tray was the same as Sharon's. As we were eating, Drake came up behind Travis.
"Well, if it isn't the school's own techno geek. What're you doing now, Foley? Figuring out how to make your PDA actually work?" Drake laughed at his own comment, even though he had no sense of humor whatsoever.
"Leave Travis alone," Sharon said, sticking up for her best friend. She stood and walked over to Drake. "He didn't do anything to you."
I followed suit after Sharon. "If you have a problem, I'm sure you can tell someone who actually cares."
Drake scoffed. "I don't think I was talking to you two losers."
"But we are talking to you, Drake," I said menacingly. "And the only loser here is the one standing right in front of me."
He looked like he was going to deck me, but then he turned around muttering, "You're lucky I don't hit girls." Drake shoved Travis's face in his food before walking off for good.
"Are you all right, Travis?" Sharon questioned.
"Yeah, thanks for sticking up for me you guys."
"No problem," we said in unison, beaming. All of the sudden, the ground started shaking. "What's going on?" Sharon asked, looking to me for answers.
"I don't know, but we better go and find out." We started to head outside to look, but Mr. Lancer blocked the doorway.
"You children can't go outside. You need to go to the other side of the school where your parents are waiting to take you home. Miss Fenton, you're to go home with Mr. Foley." He pushed us along to the other side. As soon as we saw our parents, we ran to their cars. I ran with Travis to his parents' car.
"What's going on, Mr. Foley?" I was really worried by now.
"Well, Lily, to make a long story short, Plasmius is setting a full scale ghost invasion on the town. Your mom and dad are fighting him as we speak." Just as he said that, the car drove by her father's battle. It looked really fierce, which made me worried.
"Mr. Foley, pull over, please," I begged. "I want to help my dad in any way possible."
"Your dad will be furious…" He started to say.
"Mr. Foley, please." I looked at him hopefully.
Tucker bit his lip, trying to decide. "All right, but it was your fault." He pulled the car over.
"I know," I said as I ran out of the car to join my mom. Mom was sucking the ghosts into the Fenton thermos as my dad beat them senseless. My dad had a few cuts and looked a little weary, but other than that, he was fine.
"Lily, what are you doing here?" My mom asked, obviously shocked.
"I'm here to help you guys."
"Lily, you need to go home now. Your dad and I have everything under control."
"But…" I started to protest.
"Now!" My mom said sharply. I quickly ran off, but I didn't head home. I ducked into the crowd of on-lookers. I wanted to stay and watch the battle. Dad and Plasmius, a.k.a. Vlad Masters, threw balls of ecto-energy at each other; neither side looking it was going to give in. Mom was still capturing ghosts, and it still looked like there was a million more. I was worried for both of my parent's safety, but I knew they could handle it. I hope they can handle it, I thought worriedly. Soon enough, Mom had captured all of the ghosts, but she looked completely exhausted. I watched as my dad was knocked backwards by one of Plasmius's shots.
"Daniel, have you learned nothing?" Plasmius asked. "You cannot defeat me unless you know my every move, which you do not."
"I don't need to know all of your moves, Plasmius. I just need to know enough of them to beat you." My dad floated up until he was at Plasmius's eye level. "With or without knowing all of them, I can still beat you." This apparently humored Plasmius, as he started to laugh.
"You can't beat me, Daniel. I have no weaknesses. I have gotten over your mother long ago." My eyes opened wide at the thought of Vlad liking Grandma Fenton. I shuddered in disgust. "However, you have two. Your daughter," my ears perked up at that, "and your dear wife."
My dad's face showed absolute fury. "You will not lay a hand on them! Leave them out of this!"
"Don't worry, Daniel. I can't hurt your daughter seeing as how she's not here, but," he eyed Mom carefully, "I can hurt your dear wife." A big pink ecto-ball was fired at my mom.
"Noooo!" I cried. "Mom!"
Ooooo! Cliffy! I will post Chapter 2 as soon as I can.