Danny Phantom Clone Novels & Stories

At last, they saw a black light appear in front of the conference table. Shortly after, a phantom appeared in place of the light! The phantom had hair draped all over his shoulders. He was wearing black robes, and his pale face had two bloody striations that were red in color. "Dark Phantom!" Sergio and Cameron were stunned. Legend had that the skill was only possessed by Rank 10 Dark Races. "I’m Bryson, and to all the powerful human fighters of Sky Blue Base City, I'm looking for a human Genetic Fighter that once appeared in Sky Blue Base City.

the man asked me and I smelled his Zeta scent. “Damon Woods, Enforcer clowder,” I said and showed him my right wrist. “Follow the road up to the packhouse,” he said as he bowed his head at me. “The car following is my men,” I said to him as we drove through the gates and up to the packhouse.

Black as midnight. A phantom.

He shuddered at the thought of the vampires, he had refused to believe that vampires still existed until he had seen Dracaryx and the others. The door to the room opened and Dracaryx walked in. Dante immediately went on his knees. Dracaryx walked up to him and patted his head. "Good boy." he praised him. "Thank you master" he answered. "Stand up" Dracaryx ordered him.

He would use his skills to show everyone how much of a piece of trash Fane was. Jimmy sat in front of the illusory stone. He took out a small piece of purple gold from this ring and put it into the stone. Colorful light then shone out of the stone. After that, Jimmy slowly closed his eyes, and his clone formed in the array!

I only nodded in response, unable to breath a word. "Beta Daniel let's go into my office and talk further." He insisted and left me all alone in the room for a few seconds before the friendly doctor came bustling in with a smile on her face and plate of food in her hands. My stomach grumbled loudly at the sight of food. I hadn't realised I was absolutely starving. "Luna, I hope you are satisfied with this selection of sandwiches. You need your energy." I wasn't sure how I felt about being called Luna but I guess it was something that I was going to get used to eventually.

“If you could, would you go back to The Hive?” “Yes, only to find one person. There has only been one person in this world who gave me a run for my money. It’s not as important to me anymore, but for a long time all I wanted to do is find the person.” Pausing he rubbed a hand against his jaw. “They call him Phantom.” A laugh left his mouth without any humor, “And people call me Ghost. The irony with the names is not lost on me.” I took a long sip of wine. Not sure how to respond. “It does seem quite clever.”

The one connected to my Sexy Red persona. Danny's name flashed on the screen. What could he possibly want? My hands were shaking as I grabbed the voice modulator and answered. "Hello?" I said in my altered voice. "Sexy Red, hi," Danny said, and something in his tone made my stomach drop. "Hi," I responded carefully. "I thought about everything you said," Danny continued, his voice oddly calm. "And there's something important I need to tell you. Can we meet? Just briefly. In the next ten minutes. This is very important."

“Not now.” “I’ll do as you say, Phan.” Phantom sniffed and pulled away. His brown eyes shone brighter and latched inside her. Something powerful came over Phantom. Emotions that Shadow couldn’t name flashed across the man’s features. Phantom leaned in and cupped Shadow’s face in his hands. He was so close that Shaadow could see the individual lashes of his eyes, the specks of brown in his irises. He was so identical to her. After all, he was modeled after Shadow with different gender, height, and masculinity.

“And I’m sure Daniel can think of someone who can help us.” “I can, if you promise you’re not going to roar off in a car with the royal flags on the front and draw attention to yourself.” Daniel sighs in resignation. “You’ll need to look and act the part. And not act like a dick, Nathan.” To me, Daniel says, “Not you. I’m sure you’re lovely.” “She can be,” Nathan says. “What’s this person’s name? Where do we find them?” “His name is Jonah, and he owns a club called The Underground. Definitely a different class of human down there than what you’ll run into in St. James. You’re going to need disguises.”