“Goooodd morning Amity Park!  It’s currently nine a.m. with cloudy skies and a chance of thunderstorms….”
Danny Fenton turned off his alarm radio as he awoke.  He stretched his arms up for a few moments as he yawned after a good night’s sleep.  He had strangely been given a night off of fighting ghosts of any kind, but that didn’t worry him one bit.  He was glad that his enemies had taken a break from reeking destruction, allowing him to catch up on some needed rest.
Danny sat up in his bed as he remembered that it was Saturday!  No school and no homework meant that there was more time for him to hang out with Sam Manson and Tucker Foley, his two best friends and loyal ghost fighting mates.
“IT’S SATURADY!  That means that today’s the day that Sam, Tuck, and I get to go check out that old opera house at the edge of town!”
Even though he was never fond of opera music, he wanted a closer look at the place because of the mysticism surrounding it.  Plus, there was an old legend about a ghostly figure that used to plague the staff and members of the opera house back in the 1800’s.  
Danny stepped out of his bed and changed his clothes.  He combed through his hair with much excitement, then went into the bathroom to brush his teeth.  As he was finishing up, his sister, Jazz, peered in through the doorway.
“Danny, are you almost ready?  Sam and Tucker are almost here… By the way, mom and dad are also coming so….”
Danny’s jaw nearly hit the floor.  “What do you mean they’re coming?  Why can’t they just stay away for once?”  Jazz just shrugged.
She left, heading back downstairs.  Danny soon followed, walking into the kitchen to grab a quick bite to eat before going out.  Just then, his parents, Jack and Maddie raced into the kitchen, taking Danny by surprise and almost choking on his pancakes.
“Danny!  I hear that you and your friends are going to a haunted opera house!  Me and your mom are going to come along with you guys to make sure you kids are safe!” blurted Jack, as he accidentally activated his ecto-gun in excitement.  He starred blankly at the new hole in the wall for a second before shouting out again.  “We are going to wait in the Fenton Ghost Assault Vehicle for you kids!”
Maddie and Jack stormed out of the house just as Sam and Tucker walked up to Danny, looking back at the open front door.  Sam then turned around and looked at Danny, while crossing her arms, and looking a bit annoyed herself.
“I can’t believe they have to come with us!  For once, can’t they not get involved in anything that has to do with ghosts?”
Tucker nodded in agreement.  “It seems that they are becoming more annoying each time we do something that involves ghosts.”
Danny rose from his chair and started to head out.  Sam and Tucker followed.
“Well, that’s… what they do and even though I wish they would lay off….”
He was interrupted by the sound of thunder.  As they walked outside, a strange feeling overcame him; a feeling he felt when something horrible was going to occur.  He became a bit nervous, so Sam tried to calm him down.  She put her hand on his shoulder.
“Don’t worry Danny!  Everything will be fine.”
Jazz budded in.  “By the way, why weren’t you out hunting ghosts last night?  It’s not like you to abandon your duties like that!”
Danny looked at her with a puzzled look.  “I don’t know why, but none of my enemies were out causing any trouble.  Maybe they’re… just…taking a break?”
There was no response from anyone as it started to rain.  Sam, Tucker, Jazz, and Danny hurried inside the “RV” and were soon on their way to the abandoned opera house.  As Jack drove like a maniac, Danny looked out the window as the rain fell harder.  After a while Jazz spoke up again.
“Why is it that you’re going to this place again?  I mean, it’s old and abandoned, and it’s not as if you would be interested in anything opera-related.”
Danny immediately answered.  “Well, on Sunday when I was chasing after the Box Ghost again, we flew past the opera house.  He stopped to turn and stare at it….  I have no clue as to why he would just do that.  He turned back to me and said something along the lines of ‘BEWARE, for THIS place shall lead to your doooommm!’ and then I just sucked him up in the thermos.”
There was a short pause before he spoke again.  “Maybe I should have told you this before, when you asked for the reason I was so interested….”
Tucker replied, “Well, maybe he knew something about the legend that we clearly don’t, yet….”
Jazz interrupted again.  “What legend?”
Danny was taken back.  “You mean, you don’t know about the legend?”  Jazz just shook her head, indicating that she would like to hear more about this “legend”.  So, Tucker stepped in.
“It was back in the 1800’s sometime, I think around 1870, when the opera house was in its peak performance.  Many people had told stories about a phantom that roamed the building, using it as his home, but no one truly believed that.  Then, some strange things started to happen; shadowy figures would be seen frequently, a few people were hanged, voices could be heard out of nowhere….”
Jazz became absorbed within the whole thing, listening intently to each word that Tucker was saying.
“…. And the most mysterious of all was the prized chandelier that hung above the stage…. One day it just fell for no reason, and crashed onto the stage, breaking in all sorts of pieces, and so the legend goes….”
From up front, Jack had been listening in as well.
“Legend or not, I am going to find that ghost and capture him, then dissect him… molecule by molecule!”
Out of nowhere, Maddie exclaimed, “We’re here!”
Jack chimed in as he brought the “RV” to a halt.  “We’re here?  WE’RE HERE!”  He became so excited that he shot out of the “RV” and nearly crashed right into the opera house.  Maddie followed, while Sam, Tucker, Jazz, and Danny came up from behind.  Just as they approached the boarded-up doors that Jack was now breaking down, Danny immediately came to a halt as he glared up at the building, almost in a hypnotized state.  The rain was still coming down hard, as the sky became darker.
“Are you all right?”  Sam had stopped and turned her head to look at Danny.  Tucker came up from behind.
“Man, Danny, this place does give me the creeps.  Maaayybbbeeee this isn’t such a good idea after all….”  He looked blankly at the broken windows for a few seconds before Jack yelled out and took them both out of their “trances”.
“Let’s go kids!  I can feel it…. This place is CRAWLING with ghosts!”
“Whatever,” Jazz replied, as she followed Maddie into the building.  Danny, Sam, and Tucker soon followed.  Upon entering the mysterious opera house, they were taken back by the mysticism and eerie beauty the whole place seemed to emit.  They took a quick look around the area before Danny’s attention became centered at a strange room behind the worn out stage.  As though being pulled, he walked over to the stage and climbed on top of it.  He began to slowly make his way, as creaking sounds were made each time he stepped on the old floorboards.  A few seconds later he was standing in front of the door, budging it slightly ajar, peering into the dimly lit room.  The small amount of light coming in from the flashes of lightning revealed some old props, costumes, and sets.  In the back of the room was a huge object covered in a dusty, deteriorating sheet, next to what seemed like a covered organ of some kind, with a box sitting on the floor next to that.  Sam, Tucker, and Jazz soon appeared behind Danny.  Jack and Maddie were staking out another portion of the opera house.
They tried to get a glance at what Danny was looking at.  Danny didn’t even notice that they were behind him at all; he was too awed struck by the strange objects.  He soon opened the door completely, it emitting a loud creak as he did.
“Oh… my….” Sam, Tucker, and Jazz said in unison.  They themselves were also speechless.
“I don’t like this place…. It’s filled with a disturbing vibe… and I’m usually the one who likes this sort of stuff….”  Sam rambled on as Danny approached the old organ.  He took off the sheet, getting years of built-up dust in his face.  As it cleared, he glared at it, as Tucker walked over and pressed a key.  It emitted an eerie and almost hypnotic note.  
Tucker was amazed and frightened.  “Wwooooooe….”
Jazz cautiously made her way over to the large covered object to the left of the old organ.  As she did, Danny eyed the box once again, and bent down and picked it up.  He observed it and almost immediately took a huge interest in it.  Outside, the lightning began to flash more frequently and the thunder became louder.  In the distance the voices of Jack and Maddie could be heard, but barely.
The box was very old and looked a bit foreign.  On the top was a monkey dressed in a Persian robe, holding two cymbals.  On the underside was some type of inscription, so Danny read it out loud.  
“The Phantom shall be reborn again, and the same life he shall live.  The cycle shall only be broken, when the song at heart he shall give.”  Danny starred at the riddle for a few seconds before Sam started to talk again.
“That sounds more like a prophecy than anything Danny!  I… I think you should put that down and….”  She was interrupted by Jazz’s ear piercing shriek.  She had been frightened by what she has just discovered.
“Uh… Danny?  You might want to check this out!”
The dusty, old sheet had just been removed and underneath was a large broken chandelier!
Danny quickly turned to face it, and was astonished by what they were now looking at.  “THAT’S THE CHANDELIER FROM THE LEGEND!”
Tucker became even more frightened.  “You don’t think the whole legend is…” He gulped.  “… True?”
Danny turned his attention back to the box.  He flipped it over so it was upright again.  He then gazed at it for a few seconds with growing curiosity.  Sam looked at the box then at Danny.  She pointed at it, while she stated, “Are you going to open that?”
Danny hesitated for a moment and took a deep breath before proceeding to lift the hinge and open the box.  By now, Jack and Maddie’s banter could no longer be heard over the increasing volume and frequency of the thunder.
As he lifted the lid all the way up, a hypnotic type of sweet sounding music began to play.
Jazz cracked a small smile, as the music seemed to be getting to her.  “That’s such a sweet little tune.  Hey, what’s that?”  She was pointing at a white object at the bottom of the box.  Danny saw it as well, and decided to take it out.  “Wow, it looks like some type of mask….”
“That’s the same mask as described to have been found after the Phantom ‘vanished’!”  Sam seemed to now be horrified: something that no one would have guessed that she would get at these types of things.  After all, she was a Goth, and was best friends with a ghost boy.
Tucker began to quake where he stood.  “Can we please go find your parents and get out of here… NOW?”
Jazz, Tucker, and Sam turned around and began to walk towards the old doorway when a scream reached out from behind them.  At once, they all shouted.  “DANNY!”
Danny was just standing there with his back towards them as the mask started to glow and float in thin air.  It was facing him, but then turned around and latched itself onto his face.  Danny began to struggle, trying to get the mask off.  Sam and Tucker ran up to him, but were thrown back by a force field around him.  His screams became so loud, that even Jack and Maddie could hear him from the old seats in the theater.  They stopped in their tracks, and turned towards the room.  Maddie became extremely terrified and upset.  She grabbed Jack by the front of his jumpsuit.
“Jack, that sounded like Danny!  He’s in trouble!  We have to help him!”
Jack couldn’t agree more or even be any more worried.  “Hang on Danny, we’re coming for ya!”  They quickly ran towards their son’s screams.
Back in the room, the mask wouldn’t even budge.  Within a minute, Danny’s struggling stopped because he could no longer move or scream.  He no longer had any control over his actions either.  The force field had become more powerful than ever, so Sam, Tucker, and Jazz couldn’t do anything to help.  They stood in horror as Danny began to float, and turned to face them.  They gasped in terror as they saw a changed Danny.  The mask was on his face but good.  It began to glow again, this time along with Danny.  A bright white light filled the room, blinding the other three.
Just then, Jack and Maddie barged into the room, aiming their ghost weapons at the source of the light as it faded.  When it had completely diminished, they dropped their weapons in both shock and horror.  “DANNY?”
Tucker began explaining, but was barely able to speak.  “The mask…it just…attached to his face…and…and….”
He couldn’t say anymore.  Along with the others, his jaw dropped as they all starred at a transformed Danny.  His clothes had changed; he was now wearing a suit, with a long cape around his neck, falling to his feet.  His lush blue eyes had turned an angry red, which had caused Maddie to faint, and Sam to start crying.  Tucker just stood there in a gaze, while Jack caught Maddie and looked horrified himself.  Jazz began to shake a bit, covering her mouth up, afraid that she would let out a blood-curdling scream.  A strange voice came from Danny; it seemed more mature and darker.
“The Phantom has been reborn again, and the same life over I shall live.  The cycle shall only be broken, when the song at heart I shall give!  Aaahahahahaaa…!  Aahahahaaa…!”
As he said this he began to transform again, this time into his ghost form.  His hair turned snow white, while the suit merged with his ghost outfit.  His eyes stayed the same color, but now they began to glow.  He swooped down and picked up the music box and opened it once again, aiming it at the others.  This time, the music became more violent and faster, while a strange greenish light appeared within it.  It became bigger and soon a portal was opening in the box.  It started to suck Tucker in first, then an unconscious Maddie, followed by Jack.  Once they had disappeared completely, Jazz became the next victim, with Sam left just standing there, filled with horror, shock, worry, disbelief, and confusion.  As she began to be pulled in, she snapped back and started to yell.
“Danny, HELP!”  She looked up into Danny’s only exposed eye, but saw nothing but an evil presence.  She began to scream again, as she disappeared into the portal as well.  Danny closed the box, intending to open it one more time.
“Long live Danny Phantom of the Opera!”  With these words, he opened the box back up and entered the portal.  The box dropped to the floor, once again playing that sweet melody.

Oblivious to them all, someone had been watching their every move.  Back in the Ghost Zone, Clockwork, the Master of Time, was viewing this whole scene in his time warp.  
“This isn’t good at all.”  The Elders were there as well, watching in horror.
“How is the boy going to escape this one?” said one of the Elders.  Another replied, “Clockwork, unless he gains complete control of himself and solves the cursed riddle…. Even you can’t interfere this time!”
Clockwork nodded in both agreement and disappointment.  “My powers can’t touch that of the mask…. That’s why I told the Box Ghost to warn him, but he didn’t heed the warning….  Then I prevented any of his enemies from bothering him in order for him to realize something was wrong…. Unless Danny breaks it himself, his friends, family and he will be trapped within that 1870’s cycle …. The story of the Phantom of the Opera!”