Ghosttrolls: Crossover Between Danny Phantom and Trollhunters

Okay, here's chapter one of my Ghosttrolls crossover fic. Let me know what you think. This is long and I can't get the read more feature to work without having to retype this whole thing. sorry.

He didn’t have any regrets. Jim knew his life was going in a completely different direction now, hurtling into the unknown. It terrified him. He’d never been without his mom before, and now he was getting ready to leave, saying goodbye to both her and his best friend. It stung so much, knowing that he was leaving everything familiar behind, but as the sun began to rise in the sky, he told himself to accept it. Everything that happened leading up to this moment guided him to his future, his destiny, to him being the trollhunter, and he was going to keep everyone safe.

Still, looking into his mother’s eyes, he wished that it could be done in an easier way. They were both crying, and it hurt a lot, but he also felt the love his mother had for him. He may have defeated Gunmar himself, fought Morgana, and survived detention with Senor Uhl, but saying goodbye was ten times harder. He felt like a puppet controlling his body from the outside, every emotion screaming to stop but moving forward to do it anyway.

He knew they both hated this, but she tried to put a positive spin on it, like always. “I knew this day would come,” she said, going in for a hug, “I just… never knew when!” She tried to laugh it off, the sound coming out more like an exhale than anything else.

You didn’t think it would be so soon, thought Jim, and neither did I. He looked at the horizon, holding onto his mother, gazing across the city as the sun began to rise. He’d have to get out of the light soon…

Suddenly, he heard cries from down below, several people at once screaming in disarray. Startled, his mother let go, and everyone ran to the edge of the cliff to see what was happening.

Something was attacking. Whatever it was, pillars of smoke rose from somewhere near the school, and some other sound rang out… was that cackling? It was hard to tell from so far away, but...

“That doesn’t sound good,” said Toby.

“Who could be attacking?” said Jim, entirely frustrated. He pulled at his hair, which he kept forgetting had gotten longer. “We beat EVERYONE! There’s no one left to attack us!!”

“Calm down,” said Claire. “We can figure it out. But the sun’s almost up. You’d better--”

“Screw the sun,” said Jim, and he turned to run back into town, leaving everyone behind.

“Screw the -- screw the sun??” exclaimed Claire. “What, does he think that if he hates the sun hard enough, it’ll stop hurting him?” She ran down the slope after him.

Their footsteps faded as Toby, Barbara, Argh, and Blinky stood there, shocked. “Well,” said Toby, looking at the others, “this doesn’t seem like it’s going to end well…” At the same moment, they all turned and hurried after Jim and Claire.

Jim ran towards the smoke, hiding behind buildings and staying in the shadows as best he could. Claire, who wasn’t restricted by the sun, caught up with him quickly. “What are you doing?” she demanded. “You can’t possibly think--”

“That this is a good idea? You’re right, it isn’t a good idea. But I have to make sure this isn’t my fault… That I didn’t miss something. If that’s a troll, I--”

“Jim,” Claire pressed. “Relax. We can take care of this. You don’t have to fix everything. There are other people in the world who can fix problems like this… Whatever this is.”

“No,” said Jim. “I’m taking care of this.” He started moving again, in short spurts, dodging from building to building. As he and Claire worked their way through the town, shadow after shadow, they could almost see what was causing so much panic. People were running everywhere, yelling all sorts of things. They were about to round a corner when --

Something came at them, fast and angry, and it ran right into Jim, shoving him to the ground - and into the sunlight. He yelled as he tried to fight the thing off him, writhing in pain as the sun touched his skin. Smoke rose from his face, and he closed his eyes in pain.

“GET OFF OF HIM!” screamed Claire, but the assailant knocked her away. She landed on the ground, and the air was knocked out of her lungs. She tried to get up, but she couldn’t breathe right.

“This child is mine,” said the bulky figure on top of Jim, in a very deep voice. “He’s too unique a specimen to not take… though this screaming certainly is annoying.” He stared down at Jim, who was still sizzling, and suddenly backed off, making a confused expression. “What the…” He didn’t finish.

Jim took advantage of his surprise, and kicked the man in the legs, causing him to fall to the ground. Jim summoned his sword, ready to attack - and noticed that the man’s hair was on fire. “Uh,” said Jim, sword frozen above his shoulder, “you are aware that you’re on FIRE, right?”

The assailant got to his feet and smirked. Jim gasped as he got a good look at the guy’s face: the dude didn’t have a nose. He was at least half a foot taller than Jim, and he seemed strapped with a ton of tech, but Jim couldn’t even tell what most of it did. His grey skin fit nicely with the punk-like assortment of clothes he was wearing, complete with black combat boots. It was clear that he wasn’t human. “I am Skulker,” said the man, “the Ghost Zone’s greatest hunter! And if I can’t catch the Ghost Boy, you’ll make an equally rewarding prize.” He lifted his right hand and pressed a few buttons on a screen strapped to his wrist. Just as he made a move to press one last button, his focus shifted to somewhere behind Jim, and he froze.

“Master Jim!” called a voice, unmistakably Blinky’s. Jim turned around and saw what Skulker had noticed.

“Blinky! Argh! MOM!” he shouted. They’d come down to help, but they were confined to the shadows, like he was, and his mom couldn’t help fight. He’d left them behind when he ran down here, and he was glad they’d followed. Even if they were kind of putting his mom in danger by bringing her into the fray of things like this.

“So,” said Skulker, “you brought reinforcements. Do you really think they could-” He was interrupted by the loudest roar Jim had ever heard come from Argh. The bellow rattled the windows and made everyone stop in their tracks. Blinky and Barbara covered their ears. Skulker gulped. Argh couldn't come over to where they were, but Skulker didn’t seem to know that. The hulking man turned back to Jim. “It looks like you’ve outsmarted me, just like the Ghost Boy,” he said. “You’re on my list, now. I’ll catch you when you least expect, like all my other prey. Just you wait.” He disarmed his arm, and grimaced, fading into nothing.

“He’s gone?!” yelled Toby, who had fallen behind the rest of the group and was just now getting here. He was breathing hard. “How’d he do that?”

“I don’t know,” said Jim. Then his eyes widened. “Claire!” He ran over to where she lay on the ground. “Are you okay?”

She opened her eyes. “Yeah,” she wheezed. “I just got the wind knocked out of me. I decided it might be better to wait to get up until I could breathe again.” She looked Jim in the eyes, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise. “Jim! Look at you!”

“What? What is it?” he looked at his hands, which were covered by his armor. Oh, yeah. He couldn’t see his hands when he’s wearing the armor. But then he realized: his right hand. It had… he counted just to make sure, but he already knew it. His right hand had five fingers, just like it used to. The pain from the sun had stopped a while ago, too. How could…?

He felt a bump from behind. Turning around, he saw it was Toby, slapping his hand on Jim’s back. “Jim!” he yelled. “You’re HUMAN again!”

Quickly, Jim summoned his shield, and looked at himself in the reflection: pink skin. No horns. Shorter hair. “Oh, my god,” said Jim, “you’re right.” He realized that maybe now that he was human, he might be able to take the armor off, so he tried it. Toby had to catch the amulet to keep it from smashing on the ground.

Wow, thought Jim, this is amazing. He couldn’t stop staring at his hands - HUMAN hands.

“JIM!” yelled his mom from somewhere behind him. Wow, he thought, there sure are a lot of people yelling my name right now. Suddenly he was encased in a hug from his mother again, the warm Mom Smell soothing his nerves. He was shorter than her, again. It was all back to normal. Everything was okay now. Everything was good.

“How could this happen?” asked Jim’s mom.

“I’m not sure,” said Jim, thinking. “Merlin did say I was half troll, half human, but this is a pretty big thing to leave out…”

“There were A LOT of things that man left out about what he said he was going to do.” Jim’s mom looked him in the eyes. “We’ll figure this out, together, just like we always do. Promise.”

Then another scream rang out. “There’s more coming!” yelled someone who scrambled past them. “We have to get out of here!”

Claire stood up, using Jim as support. “There’s more?” she asked. “More what?”

“I’m not sure,” Jim said, squinting in the direction of the destruction. “But whatever it is, we should probably stop it.” Everything was NOT back to normal, he reminded himself. Not even close.

Wow, thought Jim, I just can’t catch a break, can I?