Danny Phantom Crossovers Novels & Stories

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.

“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.”

Danny closed his eyes, his mind flashing to a singular, mundane memory: Alex teaching him how to drive in an empty parking lot, laughing as Danny jerked the brake. Then, the air exploded. A blur of silver and white tore through the underbrush to Danny’s left. It didn't look like a wolf; it looked like a comet of ivory fury. The silver streak slammed into the rogue mid-air with a sound like two freight trains colliding. The impact sent a shockwave of heat and wind that knocked Danny backward off the log.

The only difference was a tiny tail. That tiny tail told Felix that Leonardo wasn't a pure Malevolent Phantom, nor was he fully human. He was a hybrid, as Donna had called them. He was born from the union of a human and a Malevolent Phantom. But Felix preferred to call them crossbreeds. When Xena had first brought up the possibility, Felix had asked Donna about it. Under specific conditions, if certain criteria were met, it was possible for a Malevolent Phantom and a human to not only conceive a child but also merge souls in the process, resulting in a crossbreed.

Damon crossed the floor, running a critical eye over every detail; the lighting, the projection angles, the placement of the CrossTech insignia. Everything was under control. Just as he liked it. But somewhere, in the back of his mind, the thought remained. ShadowByte is out there. And when Damon Cross wanted something, it was only a matter of time.

“Yes, sir.” “Good, do what you have to do, Danielle. There and back.” “Just like a hobbit,” Dannie replied. He gave her a confused look. Dad clearly didn’t read the book or watch the movies. Or maybe Kandrea was rubbing off on her too much. “Forget it. Go and come back, easy peasy.” She held out her hands for Balric and Cass. Dannie also learned she could take others with her when she shadow traveled, as long as they were touching.

He even made an imploring expression at Rey to be involved in Jaxon and the others’ escapades. However, receiving a head shake from his best buddy, Gavin, instantly felt his heart shatter somewhat. “Our friendship ends here,” he hissed, which earned him a smack in the back of the head from Connor. “Dramatic,” Rey and Jaxon mumbled at the same time. After Gavin left, Danny was about to go to the door when Jaxon asked his friend to stay in the room. “Can you just stay in Denver?” Danny looked over his shoulder at Jaxon, who clutched the pink-haired woman’s photograph. Seeing this, Danny realized that his friend was considering the possibilities that may occur after they left for Chicago.

I NEED to know who he is, and something tells me I won’t discover much if I approach him as Phantom Reaper. I don’t really even know who I actually am, to be honest. I never indulged in friendships or relationships with others. It’s just always been survival. The only person I had any kind of positive relationship was my mother. I don’t know my father but because of my hair color, I’m fairly certain my father was Christian Bartoa. I know he frequented the slave cells whenever he was bored, and the urge arises so it doesn’t surprise me, but I don’t intend to ever claim him nor carry his surname. The thought of actually SPEAKING to Damien makes me feel a weird sense of anxiety. I’m unsure if i

"A Crossbreed!" The Dybbuk cowers in fear and immediately jump unto her to kill her. However, Aria is a wielder. Since the Dybbuk is a spirit, it was eaten by her magic. She went out of the wagon at once and blended with the dark elves as her power erases her trace. But before the Dybbuk was totally devoured by darkness, he was able to send a signal to the manticores. The manticores run wild and screams, "Karāsa nasala!", warning the village of the threat. Everyone went to panic and the village rains havoc and everything turns void...but--

But his silence was sad, crushing whatever hope I had left. " Five..." Damon’s voice was laced with amusement. He was enjoying this, watching me break, watching Alex falter. Then, out of nowhere, a figure crashed into Damon, sending him across the floor. It was Phantom, the final member of the Prime Order. Damon hit the ground hard, clearly caught off guard. Phantom’s entrance was so sudden that even the shadows Damon controlled flickered for a moment, losing their form. “Couldn’t let you have all the fun without me,” Phantom said.