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“You are going to get late for school you know” a dark voice rumbled through the house. A groan escaped a pair of beautiful lips before the girl sat up and rubbed her eyes sheepish.
“Remind me again, why do I go to a human school, Luciel?” the girl turned to see smoke rise up and revealing a tall, slightly muscled man. His eyes were shining green and his hair a pearly white, he was in a black suit with just a number in white on the upper left side of his chest. “Because, my dear sister, you need an education to properly function in life” he sighed.
“And why don’t you go then?” she questioned as she jumped off the bed and stretched.
“Because someone needs to provide for your life, and I am too old to learn things I already know” he sighed and opened the closet. The girl shrugged and walked over. Without any shame she stripped to her underwear. Her brother didn’t bother reacting on it either. They had seen each other naked plenty of times, in the lab their experiments happened when they were stripped down so the researchers could properly observe.
She put on a white shirt which hugged her perfect figure and a pair of tight jeans. Her brother appeared behind her and fixed her bed hair into a ponytail, leaving only her spiky bangs out of it. “After breakfast get your stuff, I am off” Luciel stated as he stood ready to fly off.
The girl smiled and waved, “have a good day brother” she smiled.
“You too (y/n)” he smiled before he turned intangible and left the room.
It was the first day of school in like, ever. You went downstairs and did as your brother had told you to do. Eating the odd looking, but kind of good tasting breakfast your brother made. Afterwards you cleaned the dishes and grabbed your schoolbag and left for school. As you left the house you noticed a few houses away there was a strange metal thing on the top of a building. “Strange tastes people have. Or maybe I’m just not by society culture” you muttered to yourself. It felt odd, being able to go to school, to do what you wanted.
It had been a month since you escaped the lab of some shady research organisation, which wasn’t linked to the government. In that organisation you and your brother were test subjects, other subjects were there as well but 99% of then didn’t survive the first project. Turning a human into a half ghost. It was pure luck of genes that you and your brother survived. At the age of 3 you were half ghost and now you were 14 and pretty used to being one. In the facility your powers were trained and tested, you were dissected and sewn back up. You and your brother still have the scars to remember it all by.
The streets were quiet so early in the morning. Now and then you saw a bird fly around. It took a long time walking but you didn’t mind, you liked the fresh air and the freedom. Outside was much better than the white cells. You looked around and slowly the city, Amity Park, came to life. When you arrived at the school you were in luck, being 5 minutes early gave you the time to find the principal.
You softly knocked on the door and with a short answer of “it’s open” you came inside. You looked slightly nervous around. It was a small office with a red carpeted floor. There were licenses and a few paintings hanging on the wall. In front of you was a wooden desk, behind it sat a woman with red painted lips and neat clothes. “Hello.. I’m the new student. (y/n), (y/n) Knight” you said hesitant at the stern look the woman was giving you. Soon that melted and a smile appeared, a business smile, but a smile nonetheless.
“Ah Miss Knight, pleasure meeting you. I am principal Ishiyama” she said before she looked through her files and handed out a schedule and a map of the building. “Will you be alright with just the schedule and the map or would you like to have a guide?” she questioned friendly.
“A guide would be nice” you smiled slowly. It was uncomfortable when people who hid things, especially adults.
“Alright, just a moment” she smiled and turned to the intercom on the right corner of her desk. She pushed the button and looked at a list, which was probably a list of students. “Daniel Fenton, please report to the principal office. I repeat, Daniel Fenton to the principal office” she let the button go and put her hands over each other, patiently waiting while the awkward feeling filled you.
Just 2 minutes after the bell rung for the first class to start there was a knock on the door. The principal answered with the same short answer. A raven haired boy opened the door. Your eyes followed him as he walked forward. “You wanted to see me?” he questioned just as uncertain as you had felt stepping into the office.
“Yes, Mister Fenton, this is (Y/n) Knight, she is a new student and you will be her guide” she stated. You could see the boy wanting to protest but was shut up at the chilling aura coming off of the authoritive principal. Instead the boy turned to you and held out his hand. “Hi, I’m Danny Fenton” he gave a smile and you took his hand. He didn’t seem that bad, at least not as bad as the humans your brother had prescribed. “I’m (y/n) Knight” you looked down on your schedule and let Danny’s hand go.
“Your schedules match so, miss Knight just keep mister Fenton in vision and you will be just fine” the principal smiled. You nodded and stood up. “Thank you” you gave a small nod before walking out, following after Danny. “First is biology right?” you questioned, just to be sure his schedule really matched.
“Yeah. So (y/n) where are you from?” he questioned curiously as he fell in pace next to you. The bell had already rung a while ago, but since Danny showed no haste to arrive in class, you didn’t either. “(Hometown)” you said, hoping he didn’t know much about it since you didn’t either. It was just part of the story your brother and you had put together to avoid suspicion.
“(Hometown)? Why did you move to Amity park then?” he questioned.
You shrugged, “my brother found a neat job here” you answered casually. A feeling of relieve filled you as you saw that Danny bought your story, meaning that everyone else probably would as well.
Danny halted in front of a door with 406B written on it and silently entered. You followed just as silent and took a short moment to look around. Within that short moment the teacher stopped and smiled. “Class, today we have a new student joining us. Miss (y/n) Knight” the teacher turned to you. The first thing that stood out was his beer belly or pregnant belly, something like that. “Miss Knight, welcome to Casper high. You may call me Mister Lancer” he said with that teacher like wannabe sweetness.
You humoured him with a forced smile, “thank you”. Smiling oddly natural, Lancer turned back to the class, “just take any seat you like”.
You looked around and found that Danny was seated next to a typical nerd, behind them sat a goth on her own, next to that empty seat there was another before the most typical character came into view. The jock. Lucien had explained that there are a lot of stereotypes and you should take his explanation with a grain of salt, but jocks were most of the time bullies and belonged to the upper ring of the social pyramid.
You walked soundlessly between the desks, your back straight and head held high. There was nothing to be afraid off. The men in coats did not follow you and they weren’t here. You were a free woma-
You were pulled, literally pulled out of your thoughts as the jock pulled you into the seat next to him. “Hi, my name is Dash, as in dashingly handsome” he said and held out a hand. You wanted to frown but restrained from doing so and shook his hand. “(y/n)” you said shortly shifting your attention from him to the teacher.
As the lesson proceeded it was quite obvious that what your brother said this morning wasn’t lied. The told information was already imprinted in your mind thanks to the Lab-coat people. So instead of listening you began to look around. It was clear that there was a prominent pyramid in this class. You had the jocks, the popular girls, the less popular girls and boys and the geeks. The only thing that got off the chart was the group that seemed to surround Danny. The geek would belong to the nerds, Danny would belong to the normal category, though he was more your type than Dash the dashing idiot and the goth was just, well a category of the weirdness. In every class you had odd ones out. You would consider yourself enough above average to hang with the dolls, yet your personality was the odd one out and don’t even start on your past.
The bell rung signalling the end of the class. Ignoring Dash’s open mouth you walked over to Danny with your stuff. “Where to next?” you questioned with a small smile, which was genuine.
“Chemistry, math and after that we have a break” Danny answered as he grabbed his stuff. As soon as he stood up straight he was roughly pulled by his shoulder. “Hey Fantonio, why are you talking to someone like her? She is way out of your league!” the blonde jock sneered and let go after a push, making Danny fall into the table behind him.
“The principal asked me to show her around Dash” Danny groaned. Dash frowned and looked at you. You frowned upon him and helped Danny up.
“That, and I dislike muscle heads” you added venomously sweet. Dash looked taken aback from your response. Making quick use of that shock you pulled Danny out of the classroom, after which you returned the lead to him. He chuckled and looked at you. “That face was priceless” he laughed.
A smile tugged at the corners of your mouth, “It looked as if someone stole his meat on meat Tuesday” you chuckled together with the raven haired boy. You both entered the next class of chemistry with a lot of new faces. The two friends of Danny weren’t present. It was nice to sit next to someone who didn’t ogle you as if you were the first price at some tournament.
Math was together with the goth and the nerd. Danny introduced them as Sam and Tucker, after which Tucker licked his index finger and thumb, straightened his eyebrows and leaned on your desk. “Hi, Tucker, Tucker Folie, at your service” he gave a smirk that send shudders down your spine and not the good shudders.
’A little joke wouldn’t hurt anyone’ you thought to yourself as your hand on the table created a glow so dim that it wasn’t visible. The desk underneath Tucker’s elbow disappeared making him slip and faceplant on your desk with a loud groan. The teacher threw a chalk, “silence Folie! No flirting in my class!” The whole class snickered in response, including you, Danny and Sam.
“Don’t mind him, he flirts with everything that has boobs” Sam whispered quietly to you. You chuckled at the remark.
“Let’s put some boobs on mister Lancer and test it out” you whispered back making Sam and Danny both laugh as soft as they could while Tucker sulked offended.
“Silence!” the teacher snapped silencing us all, only to hold back another burst of laughter.
At the lunchbreak you successfully avoided Dash and was able to sit with the gang. They went to the cafeteria and got their meals from the lunch lady, returning shortly after. Danny took a seat opposite of you, Sam next to you and Tucker next to Danny. “Don’t you have any lunch?” Sam questioned looking at you.
“My brother made me some” you chuckled and got a lunch box on the table, which you had taken straight from the locker as you passed it earlier. You opened it, smiling at the weird substance your brother called food. Sam, Tucker and Danny looked at it with disgust, confusion then turned to you with sympathy. “Guys, it isn’t as bad as it looks. My brother just isn’t used to cooking….. or making stuff in general” you chuckled at the memory from a week back that he tried to make a closet, which stood. For ten seconds, then it collapsed and you had to construct all the furniture that had a manual. Using the fork in an apart container in the lunchbox, you began to eat the red goe-ish substance. A smile appeared as it tasted like strawberries, milk and rice. “I have no idea how my brother fixed it but it tastes pretty good” you smiled.
“Can I try?” Danny asked questioning the weird food. Tucker gasped dramatically as Sam sniffed it. “Is it vegetarian?” she questioned.
I nodded, “I don’t think there is any meat in here” you said. She scrunched up her nose anyway and didn’t question more. You wrapped a bite on the fork and held it before Danny. He didn’t seem to get the hint, so you sighed “open your mouth weirdo” you smirked making Danny blush at the realisation he was being fed and opened his mouth. You plunged the food inside and retreated the fork, giving Danny no chance to rethink his decision.
His face was priceless as it went from disgust to a, ‘wait. What? It’s not actually that bad, but it should be bad’ face. You chuckled and continued eating with the same fork.
Tucker looked expectantly at Danny, “And?!”
Danny shrugged, “It’s like strawberries with rice. Not that bad” he shrugged.
Tucker made a face of disgust and held his bread up. “This, this is good, this is the prime source of nourishment. Meat!” he said as if he was worshipping the bread with the sausage on it. Sam rolled her eyes. This is how the first discussion you have ever seen began. Meat or no meat, that was the question.
It wasn’t that interesting to be honest. You returned to your lunch, only to catch sight of a shadow looming over you. Looking up, you felt the need to roundhouse kick Dash but you held back. “(y/n) what are you doing with these losers? There is a spot free at our table” he grunted motioning towards a table of Barbie dolls and jocks.
You sighed and closed your lunch box before you stood up and turned to a smug looking Dash. “I see, well, great you have a spot. Go invite someone who isn’t above your IQ” you stated mercilessly. Dash took a moment to take the insult and process it, his face slowly turning into a scowl.
“Ya making a big mistake Knight” he said before he walked around the table behind Danny and Tucker and pushed their heads down into their meals. “Later losers, and Knight” he laughed as he walked off. You sighed and sat down looking apologetic to Danny and Tucker. “Don’t say sorry for that prick” Sam said as she saw my look. You couldn’t help but feel responsible, but Danny and Tucker laughed it off. “Don’t worry (y/n) this happens even if there isn’t a pretty girl to fight for” Danny chuckled. You smiled and opened your lunchbox to eat. A warm feeling spreading inside your body when Danny had called you pretty.
“Thanks, but if it happens so often, why don’t you do something about it?” I questioned curiously as I put another bite of goo into my mouth. Danny shrugged, “he isn’t worth it”.
That got you thinking while the others chatted about random stuff. Was it right to attack someone who was attacking you? Would it make you just as bad or would it make you better because you got them to shut their traps? When you finished your meal you excused yourself formally making them all frown but soon after laugh. You chuckled with them before returning to your locker and putting the empty box inside.
It was thoughtful of Luciel to put lunch in the locker. That way you didn’t have to eat nothing, since you didn’t have any money on you. It was something to get used to, having something always on you.
As you closed the locker, you were met with Danny’s face. “Ready for History?” he questioned. You rolled your eyes, “are cows ready to fly?” you said as if it could become true making Danny laugh. You walked with him to the classroom. Only 3 lessons left.
When the bell signalled the end of the day, almost everyone dashed out of the classroom. You chuckled at the sight which made you think of a herd of animals trying to fit through an opening that would hide them from the predator called school. “Hi, up for nasty burger?” Danny and the other two walked up to you as you grabbed your book.
“Nasty? Burger?” you questioned confused.
“Oh no… SHE DOESN’T KNOW. Now we have to go!” Tucker said dramatically shaking Danny. You chuckled at the silliness, “sure, just let me put away my things” you spoke walking out of the classroom. “See you in a bit” the three said in unison making you chuckle once again, making your way to the locker.
Suddenly a cold breath left your mouth making your body tense up. Your eyes scanning the surrounding but finding nothing. You turned to the locker and slowly opened it. “Boo” there was the head of your brother in the locker with a smirk on his face. You growled and smacked the books inside which passed right through him. “I thought something else was here” you hissed.
Luciel shrugged and stepped out of the lockers and stood beside you, standing two heads taller. “I was wondering how your first day went” he questioned as you picked up your bag and closed the locker. A small smile appeared and you turned towards Luciel, “good actually. I think I found friends” the smile widened at the idea that you made other contact than just your brother, and the fact that they wouldn’t die in random experiments.
A soft smile appeared on Luciel’s face and he ruffled your hair. “great to hear, just tell me beforehand when you bring them home. I will greet them.. as a human of course” he smiled sheepishly. You gave a big smile and nodded, “Ehm.. Can I get some money? We are going to something called the nasty burger and I think you need to pay for things there. Whatever they sell” you said uncertain. Your brother was most lovable, loyal and trusted person that you knew, so asking for money was no big deal. Yet it felt unsettling to ask for something you can’t return.
Luciel smiled and handed you a small (f/c) wallet. “This is your allowance for this week, groceries not included” he gave a wink before he disappeared from sight. You smiled and said a thank you to thin air before you went to the entrance to meet the others. They lead through the streets until a place with a big sign with ‘The Nasty burger’ came into sight. The smell coming from it wasn’t nasty, it wasn’t that good but it was better than some of your brother’s experimental meals. You followed the others inside and stood in the row a bit uncomfortable as everything looked new.
Danny nudged your side, “try the cheeseburger, some fries and a milkshake. That’s a good start if you have never tried it” he said with a smile. You returned a grateful smile and ordered. It was cheaper than what was expected and it wasn’t long before your order was brought up either. By a quick glance in the kitchen however, you could guess why. These were premade with the ingredients heated up and put together before they went into a magazine with a heat plate. Ignoring the food processing you went over to the boot where the others were seated and took a seat next to Danny and opposite of Sam.
The food looked a bit suspicious as the bread was to shiny for bread and the smell didn’t give any hint of the veggies or cheese that was supposed to be on the burger. You looked at Sam who had something totally different. She noticed your stare and smiled. “I’m ultra-recycle-vegetarian. This is a tofu burger” she explained. You gave a quick nod but didn’t want to try it considering your brother once tried something with tofu and it turned out tasteless. You took up the burger and ignored the distasteful sight of Tucker devouring the meaty, three double burger. A small bite, expecting the worst, turned out to be pretty good. The burger was gone within seconds, the fries following soon after. Having it all finished you sipped casually on the shake while the others were still eating. Tucker laughed, “she’s even worse than me!” You flinched and looked away.
Sam frowned, “at least she has manners and she doesn’t have sauce all over her mouth” she spoke with distaste. Tucker looked confused for a moment before he got the hint and whipped the sauce off his mouth with a napkin.
You got a poke in your side making you squeak, followed by a scowl at Danny who looked stunned, “that w-”
“That was adorable!” Sam squealed. “It’s not” you grumbled in defence and sipped on your shake while sulking. Danny chuckled, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry” he said. You glared at him since he obviously wasn’t sorry at all. Sam and Tucker looked at each other and snickered along with Danny.
The cheer was interrupted by a cold breath leaving your mouth, feeling lucky that you were sipping on the milkshake so no one saw. Not seconds later the room became darker and people murmured. “I AM THE BOX GHOST, BEWARE!” a normal sized ghost appeared and boxes began flying. People screamed and scattered, running away through the exists.
Wait, maybe you needed to act panicked as well! Suddenly realizing, you tensed up looking frantically around. Grabbing your still half full shake you began to run together with the others but somehow lost them, or they lost you. You turned into the ladies bathroom and went into a toilet stall. Quickly finishing your shake before changing. A blue ring appeared around your middle, one half went up and the other down. Your clothes changed into a black tank top and black with (f/c) jeans with a number on the upper left side of your chest. Another memory you would always carry from your past.
You turned intangible and walked through the walls, ready to kick some ass only to see the box ghost was already fighting another ghost. A boy with the same white hair as your brother, a suit with a nice print on his chest. A ‘D’ instead of the S of super ghost or something. You hid in the shadows, invisible for any watching eye and watched how the ghost boy sucked the yelling box ghost into a thermos. You had seen the thermos in one of the labs, you have been in one as well. That wasn’t pleasant, not one bit.
As the boy landed a ghost sense came out of his mouth. Figuring it was in reaction to you, you looked around deciding on your next move as the ghost boy looked around in search. Seconds later, his emerald eyes rested upon you and it felt like he saw through your invisibility. Not daring to move an inch the boy kept staring at you curiously, as if he wasn’t sure if you were there.
He didn’t seem that bad right? Maybe we can become friends. Right? In the lab you had made several friends and always saw them die. This time it could be different. This time there were no experiments to kill them off. You slowly stood up and turned visible. Your emerald green eyes matching him and stared the boy down. “W… Who are you?” the boy questioned as he took a step closer making you step back out of instinct. The boy stopped, observing curiously. He probably felt like he was approaching a wild cat of the sorts.
You took a deep breath and stood, floated straight, showing no fear. “I am 066” you said as it matched the number on your chest.
The ghost boy frowned, “don’t you have a name? I’d rather call you something less… long” he said thoughtfully.
You frowned and thought for a bit then a smile tugged at your lips. “Call me Knightwalker” you said as Lucien had often told a story about Knightwalker once back in the lab days. The Knightwalker would save them and give them a future. Luciel was your Knightwalker and this, where you were now, was your future. Free. The ghost boy gave a smile, “I’m Danny Phantom” he said as he floated closer. This time you didn’t back off instead you flew up, since people slowly began to come back.
It wasn’t long before Danny caught up with your purposely slow paced flying. “Somehow you seem like me” you said absentmindedly, wanting to start a conversation. The boy had white hair and green eyes just like your brother, his suit wasn’t that ghostly just like yours and Luciel’s, it was like he was a human in a ghost skin.
“What are you doing here Knightwalker?” Danny questioned out of curiosity but also concern. It was weird. A ghost that didn’t attack, merely observed. It was too soon to drop his guard. However, he couldn’t help but find the situation intriguing. Curiosity may have killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.
“Nothing” you answered casually as you turned in mid-air floating on your back. “What about you Danny?” you questioned.
Danny gave grin, “nothing” he answered. You rolled your eyes, which widened at the sound of the clock. You had promised Luciel to come home before diner. “It was short, weird and awkward, so I will make my disappearance now” you said floating straight and giving a mocking bow before disappearing into thin air. A trick that cost quite a lot of energy since you teleported to your house at the same time. But it was worth it, this way no one was able to follow you.
In your room you changed back and went downstairs. “Bro, I’m home!” you shouted going into the kitchen and getting stuff out for diner. You weren’t the best cook yourself but at least it looked better than your brothers cooking.
“Welcome home (y/n)” you heard from the living room. By that you took the time to cut the vegetables and the meat and made a nice dinner for two. The ghost boy still in the back of your mind. You figured Luciel would already know who it was since he had great connections in the ghost zone. Gossip travelled fast there and since the boy seemed to be a justice fighter or something alike, he would be the talk of every ‘evil’ ghost.
“It was so weird. I knew she was a ghost and she knew I was one as well, but she didn’t attack. That is the strangest thing, right? A ghost that doesn’t attack!”
“Calm down Danny”
“Yeah Danny, for all you know she fell in love at first sight” Tucker wiggled his eyebrows with a smirk gaining an elbow in his ribs from Sam.
“Love on first sight doesn’t happen unless it’s-” he paused as he saw the popular gang on the other side of the street. Danny and Tucker both gawked at the most beautiful girl of the school, at least, by the general standards. “Paulinaaa” Danny and Tucker said in a dreamy unison.
Sam groaned and snapped her fingers in front of their eyes. “Earth to boys, Danny can you continue about yesterday?” she asked annoyed.
Danny shook his head to get out of the dream state and nodded. “Well, my ghost sense went off and I knew there was a ghost on a certain spot even though I couldn’t see anything. When I kept staring there actually was one and she turned visible. The ghost was like… like a girl version of me, just with other clothes and other body type and blue hair and…. Well she was completely different, yet it felt the same. When people came she flew up, I followed and she said my thoughts out loud. She called herself by a number instead of a name at first, but then per my request changed it to Knightwalker” Danny explained in one long breath and gasped.
Tucker snorted, “You requested Knightwalker?”
Danny frowned and shook his head. “I requested a name instead of a number, then she gave me Knightwalker”. Sam and Tucker both hummed in thought.
“Still, even if she didn’t attack she can still pose a danger” Sam concluded. Tucker nodded in agreement.
“Of course. When was the las time a ghost was actually not out to harm me?” Danny frowned.
Sam and tucker looked at each other and responded in unison, “Never”.