Danny fell on his face. Sounds not very heroical or inspiring, but that's what exactly happened. He fell down in mud.

"Flames," he muttered, getting up and phasing off the wet soil.

'Isn't your best landing, huh, kid?' Bogan didn't wait long.

"Yeah, but definitely not the worst," Danny laughed.

'Your optimism is very inspiring,' Ashla commented. 'How is a little nestling doing?'

Danny then remembered that they weren't alone. He opened a small pile of clothing he was holding, where birdie was lying, croaking dreary.

"Hey, bud," Phantom took out a nutrient bar, "It might be different from what you are used to eat, but it should do for now."

'I'm still curious, how in the name of the Force did you manage to save this one?' Bogan asked.

The bird bit a small piece without much eager, but still munched and ate it.

'Young one's family was fending with worms for many years, just like their ancestors evere since almost everything died above the surface. Probably that's why she isn't so picky with food. Her parents have died in Force storm just yesterday.'

'Still, do you realize that you just fed one of the most ferocious carnivores of Tython with nutriet bar, kid?'

"The last of his kind, nevertheless," Danny argued, putting the nestling on one of the boxes. "Sam always said that there are no animals which cannot be tamed if you raise them yourself. I never believed that, our planet has plenty examples which prove otherwise, but I think it is still worth a shot."

Phantom rubbed the head of a creature gently, and to surprise of everyone she nuzzled against his finger. Danny smirked slightly.

"See?"

He covered the nestling with a piece of clothing, putting a nutrient bar beside, so she could eat as much as she wanted. Phantom walked to the nearest edge, in order to get a look on his surroundings. It was a tropical forest, a good contrast with a bare wastleland he had seen just before. The smell alone felt mesmerizing, and the view from such a height was amazing.

'You done enjoying the view, boy?'

Danny raised his eyebrow. "What's so bad in it, it's not like I'm in any hurry."

'It may be so, Danny, but you have to start already.'

"Start on what?"

'Don't tell me you've forgotten everything we've told you mere hours ago,' Bogan groaned. 'You know, all this speach about the importance of balance.'

"And?"

'UGH! You really are clueless.'

"Nope, I'm just messing with you. I DO remember, but I don't know where exactly to start."

'Just listen to the Force, and it shall lead you,' Ashla answered before her brother could throw a tantrum. Danny chuckled.

"This galaxy lives so simple," he said, before closing his eyes and reaching for the Force. Two beings were now standing near him.

'Sorry for an indecent question, but where exactly are we?'

"This planet is called Valor'rum," Danny told, making slow and gracious movements, put inside his brain after the beings' 'settling in'. It was meant to concentrate the Force around. He will attempt to unite with it, and maybe something will happen. Phantom wasn't the fan of a method of scientific pointing, but it's not like he had much of a choice.

"It is based in a core of the galaxy, on the same distance from the center as Coruscant, besides the fact that it bases in the Unknown Regions."

'Unknown Regions? Well, you are either a madman or too thoughtful for your own good,' Bogan rolled his eyes.

'It is actually good, isn't it?' Ashla asked. 'The Unknown Regions are almost unreachable from the known galaxy because of hyperspace and gravitational anomalies.'

"Yes, if someone can feel my disturbance in the Force besides you two, of which I have no doubts," Danny added, throwing his hand forward. "They won't be able to get to us. I'm free to do whatever I want."

Danny's glowing increased as he was done. "We aren't alone," he mumbled.

If there is one thing you can't do to the Force user, is to get to him from behind. By the end of the ritual he could feel every living being around him for miles. And it was obvious that there was someone behind him. He felt no ill intentions from the person lurking between the trees. Fear, yes, but no maliciousness. Danny turned right where he or she was standing.

"I'm not going to do anything," Phantom spoke calmly, before smiling reassuringly.

A young boy peaked out slightly, before hiding back behind the tree. The boy blinked in surprise. The outlander can talk his language! Danny chuckled slightly, one small ghost trick wouldn't be extra. He let out some of his ghostly aura to make the boy feel more safe. And it worked. Unlike force persuasion, ghost influence could affect even strong minded people, there everything depended on willpower. That's why people feel fear by merely stepping into some ghost's haunt. Ghosts want to ward the intruders away. But instead of fear, ghosts can induce other emotions as well, without revealing themselves.

The boy was thin and dressed in rags. He looked very much human, with the exception of his skin having a pale orange shade. He had dark brown hair and eyes, which held a curiosity for the strange man in front of him. The boy looked about ten years old, but who knows for how long this race can live. Danny only continued to smile.

"You are lost, aren't you, kiddo?" He leaned against one of the crates and crossed his hands.

"I..." he started. "I'm not lost."

Danny's eyes widened slightly. He may be clueless in times, but that case seemed obvious. Rags, thin and weakened body, signs of shackles being on his hands...

"You are a slave runaway," he stated his assumption.

The boy started to radiate an immense fear as his eyes filled with this emotion. He backed away and started to shake.

"Hey, hey, don't worry," Danny said softly, raising his hands. "I won't call for anyone."

The boy started to calm down, but the doubt still stayed. Danny could sense that he was weary of him. He got an idea.

"Are you hungry?" He took out yet another bar.

'Oh, just great, another useless mouth,' Bogan said.

'Brother! This child is starving!'

'And if the kid gives away the food so easily, than he will be the one who is starving.'

'And yet, I can afford giving one darn bar,' Danny thought.

The boy approached slowly and kept glancing at the bar in Danny's hands. Even Phantom, who had a supernatural reaction, increased even more by the Force, was impressed with how fast the boy snatched the food from his hand.

"Th-thank you," he mumbled, before starting to eat.

"Be my guest," Danny smirked.

He decided to wait with questions until the boy ate. Meanwhile he just opened the book he was in a middle of reading. The boy looked curiously at it, but couldn't understand this language. So he only eyed the pictures, munching the tasteless but nourishing treat. This book contained the blueprints of so called forcesabers. They weren't perfect, and their power source were negative emotions. But they could cut through every metal, even enchanted with the Force. Still, this same sabers were the reason of split in the order. Some Je'daii desired the power this weapon gave and turned to the dark side.

Danny looked up from his reading and saw that the boy has long since finished. "So, what's your name, kiddo?"

"Johnor Fendin," he mumbled in response. Danny hummed.

"Mind if I call you John? That's just a more common name for my race."

The boy blinked again and nodded.

"Alright then, my name is Daniel, but you can call me Danny. Can I ask what you are doing here?"

"I ran from Master Scaball. My Dad helped me to escape, but...he is still in there! Master will punish him!"

"Shh, calm down, little guy," Phantom said. "Take a deep breath."

"I'm not little," Johnor grumbled, making the ghost teen chuckle in amusement.

"Sure you are not," Danny said, before perking up as his smile was gone. "Flames, John, hide in a box, quick!"

He opened one random box nearby and John didn't complain and got inside, even if he had no idea how Danny knew that someone was nearby. He didn't know about ghosts' sensitive hearing. Phantom meanwhile had a sense of dejavu. Should every planet greet him the same way?

Several people came out. It's not for him to judge, but this haircuts seemed rather uncomfortable for their wearers. They all had the same shade of orange skin, dressed in some kind of armor, which looked a bit like plastic, but there were also metal parts. This parts covered their chests and other vulnerable places. One of this obvious soldiers was wearing a helmet made of the same black metal. And they all had blasters in their hands. The blasters were different from the ones he saw before, what was to be expected.

"An outlander!" The one in helmet exclaimed, pointing double pistols at him as his comrades did the same. Danny raised his hands.

"There is no need for that. I'm weaponless, see?"

The supposed leader hummed.

"Indeed. Makes our job easier, you are coming with us."

"Why? It's not like I'm doing anything illegal."

"You are an Outlander, the fact that you roam here by yourself and know our language is already suspicious. And what is in this boxes?"

One of the soldiers started to approach the boxes. Under calm expression, Danny was worried, and the Force was telling him that John was too. He was downright terrified. Danny glanced at the soldier.

"There is nothing important," he said slowly, waving his hand. The soldier's eyes widened slightly, before he turned away from Phantom's belongings. Danny turned back to the leader.

"It's merely my stuff for travels: food, water and other required things for research."

"Oh my...captain, look at this!" One of the soldiers exclaimed. "It has paper books! They cost an enormous fortune!"

Danny's eyes flashed brighter at being called 'it'. No one dares to call him that.

"Is that so? You must be a rich one, Outlander. Now, boys, let's show our guest a famous Yuthanian welcome," Danny was sure the captain was smirking under his helmet. Well, at least he now knows the name of their race, good to know. Then a hit with the back of the blaster followed.

"Ouch," Danny yelped, rubbing the back of his head, "Did you just try to knock me out?"

Soldier kicked him again, but this time in the face. "Can't you just bring me where you want without it? I'll come peacefully, I swear."

"Whatever it is, this thing has pretty thick skull. Put on the handcuffs and bring it to our ship."

Phantom didn't resist when the soldiers completed the order. He needs to lure the soldiers away from John. If he simply takes them down then only more will arrive.

'I hope you have a plan, boy,' Bogan said.

'Yep. Now wait a second, you said you can read my thoughts!'

'Well...we...'

'He lied partially. Actually we can hear only what you say to us, Danny, or what you think about during mediations,' Ashla explained.

'What is not said is not a lie,' Bogan grumbled.

"Move along, kid," the soldier nudged the ghost teen. "No spacing out."

"Coming, coming," Danny said, rolling his eyes. He then glanced at the box where John was hiding and winked. He hoped that the boy was familiar with winking sign.

John recognized this sign, but he was confused by the young man's actions. He was really thankful that he didn't tell the soldiers, they took him instead, but Phantom didn't seem to care much. This Outlander looked and behaved strange. John had seen a lot of Outlanders, living among fellow slaves. But never the ones like him. He saw people with green, blue skin, the ones who remotely didn't look like Yuths, but he wasn't like anyone. And this eyes, they seemed to glow just like the rest of his body.

"Sir, what shall we do with his belongings?" John heard a voice and his heart skipped a beat.

"Leave it here, we will come back for it later."

"But what if someone comes here?"

"Who comes? There is no one here in miles. Just leave a tracker so we can find this place again."

The soldier put a small metal device on one of the boxes and followed his comrades. Danny was put on his knees as they searched for anything in his pockets. Finding nothing, the soldiers led him to their transport.

Once they were far away, John climbed out of the box. He started to panic. Should he save the Outlander? Yeah, right, what can he do? Big and strong soldiers against ten years old slave. Still, maybe there is something he can do...

"Are you going to help or not?" John spun around in fright, but to his amazement Danny was standing there, leaning against one of the boxes.

"W-what? How did...when?" Danny chuckled in amusement, before sitting on his knee and lowering himself to the boy's eyelevel.

"You will learn that my race has a lot of abilities, kiddo," he said with a smile, making a tap on John's nose.

"Now," Phantom added, standing up. "Let's move my things in safe place before this dundleheads return," a small boy snickered.

Meanwhile the original Danny was annoying the hell out of his captors just for the fun of it.

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"And now?"

"Nooo," the captain groaned. "Now just shut up and walk."

"Okay," Danny said sadly, dropping his head. "Are we there yet?"

"ARGH! You are so dead!" The captain turned to him.

"I got it without you, thanks. Oof!" The leader punched him in gut as his subordinates held the ghost teen by hands.

"Now. Shut. Up. Or I'll start using electroshocker," he threatened.

Danny would have soluted, but his hands were cuffed. "Aye, aye, cap'n!"

"Sir, why don't we just kill it?"

"Because it is an Outlander who came out of nowhere. The governor will be interested in such development."

"That's offending you know?" Danny asked, but everyone ignored him this time.

"What about that runaway?"

"Let him be, this one will make more proper servant. The brat will probably be eaten by some wild animal."

After half an hour of walking they came to a spaceship. Danny wondered why he hadn't heard it if they were so close. The ship looked...less imaginative than Phantom expected. Not much different from a standard Earth air-fighter, only a few times bigger.

The soldiers led him inside the ship. This time it looked more futuristic, with lights everywhere and a lot of different colored switches which purpose always remains unknown. The captain ordered to put Danny behind the bars, well, not bars per say, it was a cell with a door made of some impenetrable energy barrier. He himself meanwhile went to the pilot room to make an order to go to the planetary capital. To entertain himself Danny made a small ball of ectoplasm and started throwing it at the wall. It bounced like rubber ball and returned back into his hand. Two soldiers and the returned captain looked curiosly at such display.

"What a freak," the captain mumbled.

"Freak?" Danny looked up from his small entertainment and caught the ball without looking. "This is one way to put it," he got up and walked to the soldiers, who were stunned at the fact that Danny could hear them.

"Calling me a freak is a weak justification for your actions. After all, at my homeworld YOU would be considered orange skinned freaks. This is a very subjective matter. One wise man once said," Phantom turned around and looked out of the window, from which he could see that they were over plain terrain now. He put his hands behind his back.

"You can only rule over a subject race, especially when you are in a small minority, if you honestly believe yourself to be racially superior, and it helps towards this if you can believe that the subject race is biologically different. Tell me, you are enslaving other races, aren't you?"

"Yes, so what?" The captain crossed his hands.

"My homeworld may be younger than yours, but we have faced many unjustices already. Racism, nazism, sex discrimination, we have overcome this, all of that are mistakes we made in past. Each mistake contains a lesson, and we, just like you, have yet to learn this lesson. Sorry for my small speech, I may be one of the worst students of my city, but I can be quite philosophical at times."

"And you are talking with us about it, why?"

"I was just curious about what your country is like, plus...It is always nice to have a conversation with anyone who takes time to listen, even if they don't take your words into account. My previous captors weren't like that."

The captain shook his head, turning away to leave. "Watch out if he tries something. He clearly is out of his mind."

-Later-

The capital of this planet was Thogeter. It lacked any huge skyscrapers, besides only one, or any other megaconstructions, and Danny overheard a conversation of the soldiers guarding him, as well as the ones who did their business on the other side of ventilation. He learned that this planet was colonized just a few years ago.

"Get up, xenoscum, we have arrived," the captain interrupted, coming into the room and interrupting Phantom's meditation. Danny opened his eyes.

"Well, that's an interesting change in insults," Danny said in upbeat tone.

"And he is just as annoying," he sighed. "Take him."

The soldiers obeyed and tried to pick Phantom up. "Hey, I can get up myself, thanks," Danny said, before being handcuffed again.

As he was being led out of the ship, he got a good look at the city. From such a height it was like on a palm. The ship landed on a special platform of the only skyscraper. If Danny knew something about pompous fruitloops, and he was pretty sure he knew, one of them certainly lived here. Phantom's observation was interrupted by the hit in the back of his head.

"Move," was the short order and Danny complied.

The captain looked at the exchange. He sighed, shaking his head. The commander has encountered many members of alien races they enslaved. They reacted differently. Most of them were terrified, they begged to let them go, but to no avail. Some were broken and never said a word, silently obeying. Others resisted and tried to fight. Without much avail too. But this one was unique. He actually seemed to be EAGER to serve and treated them like they were conveying him to some resort. This is something unbelievable. Unless...he has something in his mind.

He needs to keep an eye on this soon to be slave.

They went to the huge door. One of the guards, armed with a spear with electro tip, approached them.

"State your business," he said.

"We brought a present for the governor Scaball," the captain pointed at Danny, who raised his eyebrow. So he is going to meet John's former master?

"Very well, you may enter," the guard stepped aside.

The escort entered through the door. It was a huge hall, covered in gold or some other metal of the same color. Big statues stood by two sides of the hall, with a lot of tables and two painted lines went through the door and straight to the throne, where supposed governor was sitting.

'A throne for a simple governor...can you imagine how their ruler lives?' Bogan commented, clearly impressed.

'He is a simple fruitloop,' Danny responded.

'When people have nothing to be proud of, they brag with their wealth,' Ashla agreed.

Scaball was a tall and muscular man with gray eyes and jet black hair tyed in...pigtails? Danny was ready to burst in laughter in a middle of the hall, but only the Force knows how he managed to hold back. The governor looked at them with curiosity.

"What's the meaning of this?!" He asked.

The captain as the rest of the soldiers bowed.

"Governor Scaball, we have brought you a slave," he answered.

Scaball's look turned fully curious. "So you have found that brat?"

"No, governor, we have found you a new one."

"Do you seriously think I'll replace my expensive Yuthanian slave with some Outlander?!"

"Not 'some Outlander', your excellence," the soldiers stepped aside and he could see an alien among them. "The unique one."

"Aww, I'm flattered," Danny grinned, much to surprise of the governor and servants passing nearby.

"He is yet to be taught his place," the captain found an excuse quickly.

Scaball hummed, rubbing his chin. He approached the ghost and grabbed his head. Danny decided not to burn him with an ectoblast from his eyes. Yet. The governor studied him closely, even lifted his higher lip and noticed sharp fangs.

"Oh, carnivorous specie," Scaball commented, like Danny was some kind of pet animal. He removed his hand. "You speak Yuthanian, Outlander?"

"I can speak many languages. My kind has an ability to understand every language, be it written or spoken," Danny answered.

"Intriguing, you may serve as translator. Tell me more about your specie."

"Nothing much, since I'm probably the only ghost you will ever see," Danny said the word 'ghost' in English, so they won't suspect anything.

"Why so?"

"Well, I was kinda banished from my homeworld, which doesn't want to leave our planet." 'And actually can't,' he added mentally.

"And why were you banished?"

"They thought I'm cursed, since my hair are white," Danny thought up a story.

"And superstitious," Scaball continued to make mental notes. "You will tell me more later, slave. I don't have time for you now. Very well, captain, I accept your gift. You may stop searching for another one. Now move him to the other slaves," he waved his huge hand.

Scaball was satisfied. He will have a slave even Her Majesty hadn't.

'Is everything still according to plan?' Ashla asked.

'You are completely right.'

-Later-

"Have a nice day, scum!" the guard laughed.

Danny was pushed inside the room as a door behind him closed. The room had a ring form, it was full of mud and dirt, with a smell of disease flying in the air. Thankfully he was naturaly resistant to them. People around were mostly aliens, by that Danny meant the ones who didn't look like Earthlings or now familiar to him Yuthanians. They all were staring at him. In a poorly lightened room he was like a walking lightbulb.

"That is quite rude to stare," Danny said, crossing his hands with a smirk. He leaned against the wall as people looked away. Who knows what this foreign even for them alien could do.

"Another unlucky one, huh?" Phantom looked down and saw an adult yuth sitting on the floor. He seemed to be about thirty years old and had brown hair and dark blue eyes.

"Well, I never could be called lucky," Danny shrugged. The man chuckled.

"At least you don't seem to be worried about it. Good for you, you'd last longer."

"Last longer?" Phantom asked.

"Well, if you don't die from illness, like that unlucky one," he pointed towards the alien who was simply lying on the ground. Everyone just passed him. "You will die from starvation, dehydration, or just fall dead because of exhaustion. Not the most shiny perspective, isn't it?"

"Yep. Look, are here any cameras in this room?"

The yuthanian snorted.

"What for? Guards are standing near the doors."

"They seem to underestimate you," Danny said thoughtfully. It will be much simpler than he predicted.

"Ha, asss if."

Two humanoids looked at the source of the voice and saw a reptiloid being, who had yellow eyes with slit black pupils and was covered in green scales.

"Back off, Bisk," the yuth spat, "This conversation is private."

"I won't call it private," Danny said enthusiastically. "If he has something to say than let's hear it."

"The guardss are armed, not only that, but they are currently behind heavy durassteel doorss," Bisk hissed. Danny laughed much to their surprise, calling attention of everyone around.

"That's...all?!" He gasped for breath he didn't need. "And here I thought that it will be harder than escaping GIW."

"GIW?"

"Let's just say they kept me captive for three months until I got out and killed about fifty of them on my way. Unarmed. I also once escaped from high security prison by leading a riot." Danny shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal.

"You want to escape?" The yuthanian asked, shocked. Phantom chuckled.

"No, I can get out whenever I want," he answered, before looking at the crowd. "You on the other hand...do you want to be out?"

"And then what?" Bisk crossed his hands. "At least we are fed here, even if portionss are sso ssmall. I don't have any placce to go, just like many of uss." Some of the people nodded.

"What then? Simple, my purpose is to get rid of this slavery regime. And I have a plan, but I require your assistance."

People started to laugh in disbelief.

"Boy, leave your childishh dreamss behind. You are a sslave jusst like all of uss."

Danny rolled his eyes, before his hand started to spark with green light and everyone backed away in fright. He waved his hand and a portal appeared. He smirked toothily.

"I can tear down a fabric of space and travel between universes and another corners of the galaxy whenever I want in a blink of an eye, and yet you all doubt me. I'm offering you a chance to be free, all you have to do is to go through this portal. This is for you to decide, you can remain unpaid and unrespected servants to this brats who never held anything besides a glass with some expensive drink, I doubt they even saw a pickaxe or even blaster. Or you can go with me and get at least a chance to get rid of their cruel grip. But be warned, your master would search for you and I doubt he will show mercy. It may not sound inspiring, but I never had an intension to sugarcoat this for you, much less lie to you. So, what do you say?"

People glanced at each other, and some of them stood up. Much less than Phantom anticipated, but that wasn't his concern. It was understandable, the brainwashing methods must have evolved in this future, too. All he needs is to show that Yuthanian government can be beaten, and with his power, it could be arranged.

The yuthanian was the first one to get up. "Aren't you worried that the guards heard you?" He asked.

Danny grinned evilly. "Oh, the guards have been taken care of."

His duplicates have already possesed them.

"Now, be my guests," Phantom gestured to the portal. People didn't seem eager to come through. He needs to show an example. "Alright, I'll go first."

Danny stepped through. The portal led inside a very spacy cave. Duplicate and John have already carried everything inside. The supplies can help them greatly in the beginning, especially the cargo full of weapons and ammo. The slaves on the other side entered one by one, managing to gain enough courage to pass through. They were amazed, was this some kind of advanced technology?

The yuthanian was the last one to go through the portal. He whistled. "Wow, nice cave."

Phantom was sitting on one of the cargos. "I know it doesn't look so presentable, but I've just arrived, plus it's only the beginning."

"DAD!" The yuthanian's eyes widened in shock, before he was hugged by John.

"Johnor! Oh, thank the gods you are alright!" He hugged his small son tightly. "What are you doing here?"

"Danny saved me from the soldiers and brought me here!"

"Danny?"

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself," Phantom said loudly, overhearing the exchange, and jumped from the cargo. "Daniel James Phantom, pleasure to meet you."

"I...don't know what to say..." the yuthanian barely mumbled.

"Your name for the beginning."

"Haseas Fendin, and if I can do anything, just say," Haseas looked at Phantom with determination.

"That is all I need."

A.N. Yuthaneans and all characters belonging to this race are OC. Unknown Regions are unexplored, so why Yuthaneans can't exist? In my opinion, becoming a leader in a series of intrigues can give more interesting situations than simply destroy everyone. Not that there won't be any destruction of space armadas, but still. Also, I have yet to decide on pairing or if there will be any. I have an idea for a romance with OC character but I don't know yet.