Disclaimer: Danny Phantom is owned by Butch Hartman. I only own the characters within the Founder's Circle and a few other ocs that will be introduced later on.

Chapter 1

Unknown Location;November 8 5:00 P.M. (3 Days After D-Stabilized)

If you were to search for a list of all the funded organizations that the American government had set up over the last decade you would see a few familiar names: FBI, NSA, EPA, CDC, and the FCC to name a few. None of these, however, were as classified as the Guys in White, or GIW for short. The organization had been created to contain anything that might pose a threat to humanity or destroy it if such a feat proved too costly. It had also been created years before the first appearance of a ghost known only as Danny Phantom and the many other specters that haunted the city of Amity Park. Now, the five members that had been in charge of the organization since the very beginning, often referred to as the Founder's Circle, were gathered in one of the many private rooms within their primary base of operations, and that was not a good sign for those considered to be their enemies. They were the best in their respective fields, and they were not pleased.

The room itself was rather extravagant in terms of appearance. Velvet carpet was seperated from the wall by marble tiling and a row of computer monitors lined one wall. The wall opposite of the computers was taken by multiple windows, showing a picturesque forest. A distant mountain range could also be seen. A set of oaken doors was the only way in or out, and at its center, a circular table stood with five chairs surrounding it. In short, it was a war room that rivaled all others.

"I suppose all of you have heard about DC's willingness to cut our funding by a fourth, am I correct?" The man that spoke looked to be in his mid forties and had a figure that one would expect of a battle hardened soldier. Toned muscles could be seen through a gray, skin-tight shirt that looked to be brand new as crystal blue eyes peered at the other members of the Circle, gauging their reactions. Spiked blonde hair was covered by a military style hat and a scar could be seen that crossed directly over his left eye. The man also wore a green jacket and grey pants. He was behind the management of all the operatives the Guys In White had at their disposal and their training. To many, he was known simply as Drei, a name that signified his rank within the Circle. The founding members were the only ones to know his true name.

A younger woman, one that looked to be in her late twenties, with a slim figure wearing a golden knee-length dress with a black trim simply smiled. Long black hair framed her beautiful face as emerald green eyes stared at the man. While she may not have as much experience combating the paranormal, she had seen first hand what the creatures they caught could do when she was younger. Being a more than successful businesswoman, she decided that it would be a good investment to partially fund the GIW. Of course, she did so in a way that the money couldn't be traced back to her. "Yes, Leaf. That is exactly why we are here. Don't worry, though. Even if the budget cuts are inevitable, I can always funnel a bit more into this organization."

Leaf narrowed his eyes at the woman, but showed little emotion. "That won't exactly matter if we get scrubbed, Noire. All that money of yours will go to waste." The man then moved to take a sip of the finely aged scotch that had been provided for him, hoping to ease some of his own tension. In all honesty, the budget cuts would only be the first step, and he knew it.

"Yes, well it would help if the press would turn their attention away from those two idiots in the Amity branch. They're practically worthless. No offense, Leaf." She probably would've said something about him being the only one drinking alcohol during an important meeting, but she figured it would be best to leave it alone for now. If anything, the fact that he wasn't already carrying some on him was rather surprising.

This seemed to catch the attention of the man at the relative head of the table, along with the other three members. He wore a pure white business suite and nothing else. He was the leader of the Guys In White and knew what Noire was talking about, as he had to deal with the press on more than one occasion when it came to both Agents O and K, along with the grunts that had rallied behind them on several occasions. How those two weren't fired by someone in-between their position and his own was beyond him, but considering what to do with them would be for a later date. They had more important matters to deal with, though a change in subject would probably be for the best. "Yes, the amount of ghosts that seem to torment that town does seem a bit troubling, but I have seen a few interesting reports on one in particular."

Leaf nodded and brought out a few papers, all coming from the same file. "These are all that we have, though whether or not that is due to the ineptitude of our agents in the area is up for debate. Either way, the apparition known as Danny Phantom is quite an odd case. While most of the beings we've encountered seem to desire nothing more than chaos, he goes out of his way to stop them from accomplishing whatever their goal might be." The man then began to pass the papers out to the other members. "While he does seem passive to humans, aside from our own agents for obvious reasons, he's more likely than not claimed the entire city as his haunt and is trying to keep other ghosts out."

"Yes, it is interesting to say the least. All of my research has shown that he may very well be a guardian spirit, something akin to an angel or beings like them. Think about it, he didn't show up until after the first reports of ghosts began to come in, and it would certainly explain his strength." The man that spoke this time wore a buttoned-up lab coat hiding a blue shirt with what looked like a random atom based off the Bohr model and brown pants. Short brown hair was brushed to the side and he held a glint in his eye as he spoke. The man himself was in charge of the entire R&D department of the Guys in White, be it for weapons or general information about a potential threat. No knowledge could escape him, be it science or myth."I would love the chance to observe him. At the very least, it might help us determine what unfinished business he has within the town."

"Sorry Neutron, but I don't think Blanc would allow that, at least not without protection." Noire said, laughing a bit. She always enjoyed calling the scientist by his given nickname. If anything, it helped break the dynamic of using colors to address each other during these private sessions.

"You're right, Noire. I wouldn't." The leader of the group said, narrowing his eyes in thought. It would be nice to learn about a potential threat, but that was too much of a risk for his liking. "Copper's contributions to this organization and vast amount of knowledge make him a valuable asset; one that we can't afford to lose."

Leaf then shrugged as he leaned forwards, resting his elbows in the table and the now emptied glass on a coaster. It wasn't long before he refilled it, though via a flask attatched to his hip. "Even if we were to let Phantom roam free, we should at least have a back up in case he snaps or something."

This thought left the room silent as each founding member tried to think of a solution to such a thing, while also staying within the confines of their new budget. They didn't even known if Phantom was showing his full power during any of his fights, and those were accounting for only the ones that they had on file. Everything else was just from whatever the local news showed. Eventually, the silence was broken by Copper, or Neutron as Noire called him. "If I may make a suggestion, how difficult would it be to simply ask him to join the GIW? I know he doesn't have the best track record with us, but that was only with two agents. Maybe having someone different approach him would have the desired result. If it works, then he'll be under constant surveillance and he won't do anything differently than what he already does. That, and the knowledge we could gain from him would be invaluable. If that doesn't work, I could see if there is a way to give our agents ghostly abilities."

That caught everyone off guard. Having what appeared to be a well known hero, at least on a local level, could bring new life to the GIW. Then again, it could also cause problems if he did go rouge. Before anyone could voice their arguments, Blanc had decided to speak first. "It is possible, but I feel like it should be put up to a vote. The last thing we need is division among ranks, especially with our lack of public trust."

Neutron nodded and was rather curious to see how this would go. "Well, I think all of you know where I stand on this." He said, leaning back in his chair. He couldn't help but smile a bit in glee at the thought of working along side such a being. While observing the guardian of Amity Park in his natural habitat would have been preferred, the scientist would take what he could get.

Unfortunately, there would be those who did not see such a thing, and Leaf was the first to take offense to such a proposition."As much as the 'keep your friends close and enemies closer' mentality applies here, I'm just going to say no. We were built to capture beings like him and having him here would go against everything this organization stands for." The man had to control his anger, lest he crush the glass of alcohol in his hand as he took another drink to fight back a forming headache.

"Hmmm, he is cute, for a ghost. For all we know, he could just be a regular human with powers. Now that would be something else." The generous benefactor of the GIW then gave a light laugh, but quickly cleared her throat as she continued. "Either way, he might as well see what we have to offer." In all honesty, her decision probably would've been different if Phantom didn't look so much like a human.

"Well, we seem to have a two to one split so far." Blanc said.

"And now, it is a tie, sir." A voice that had gone unheard until now spoke with a tone that was rather gentle on the ears. "I agree with Leaf to some extent. Letting him have free reign within any GIW facility might upset some of the already contained beings, along with our own agents." The voice itself belonged to a woman wearing what looked like a red buttoned shirt with a matching knee length skirt. Hazel colored eyes looked through a pair of glasses as she spoke. She was the overseer of the GIW containment facilities, but the woman wasn't exactly as cold hearted as some might think. If anything, she would try to relocate as many of the more sentient specimens that she could in order to prevent them from suffering longer than necessary at the hands of humans. Of course, that was only with permission from Blanc. "Looks like the decisions up to you."

"Yes, it does seem that way Flare." Blanc said as he began to think about what was at stake here. All of the evidence seemed to be pointing to the fact that Phantom was a hero, despite what the older population of the town thought, but extending this olive branch might just doom the whole organization entirely should he prove malignant. He and the other four would rather die than see the facility fall, but without a rise in public approval, it just might end like that eventually anyway. Steeling his voice to a low rumble, not that it was very hard for him to do, the man simply gave a nod to the scientist within the room. "Copper, I want you to see what you can do about your back up plan. I want to hear back from you on that front by the end of the month at the latest. As for getting Phantom to at least consider coming here, we might as well give it a shot."

Noire nodded and folded her hands on the table. After a few seconds of no one volunteering for the potentially dangerous task at hand, she figured it would be prudent of her to do so herself. "I should be able to make that work. I'll be visiting the town in a week or two to meet with an old associate of mine about my business, so I should be able to get some advice from the locals on how to find him." She would probably take one of the more inconspicuous weapons that the organization had at its disposal, if only for her own protection.

Blanc nodded and stood. "Well, if that is all we have to discuss, I believe we are done here." He said, before turning to look at Noire. "I'll be sure to inform our local agents that they are to not engage in combat with the ghost boy while you are staying in the area." With that said, the leader of the GIW stood and strode out of the room, his hands clasped behind his back. The other members of the circle followed suite, and went on their own path. There was much to do in a short amount of time.

Amity Park, Minnesota 8:30 P.M.

Valerie grit her teeth as she rode through the cold winter air on a hover board that she had ironically received from a ghost in order to follow Danny Phantom into the darkness of space. The girl had barely slept over the past few days and it was starting to wear her down. The emotions rolling around in her head were partially to blame for that, along with the fact that she didn't know what to make of any of the information she had learned ever since her last encounter with the ghost that had set her on the she found herself on.

First, there was Dani Phantom. The girl didn't look any older than ten and she had no home or family to depend on. Not only that, but she was also a human-ghost hybrid. That alone sent Valerie for a loop. How did something like her even come to exist? As far as she knew, it was impossible for something to be dead and alive at the same time. There was also the fact that the girl felt pain when her body was practically breaking apart in Vlad's lab. Was that her human side showing, or could all ghosts feel pain like that? If pain was sign of higher thinking, then were ghosts sentient?

That little thought brought the newest target of her rage, Vlad Masters/Plasmius, to mind. The man had used her like some pawn and lied to her face for as long as he had employed her, and she didn't even notice. He had tortured an innocent girl, one that she had given him on a silver platter, that was just trying to get by in life. Oh, he would pay. She would personally make sure of that. If it weren't for the fact that he had given her the means to hunt ghosts, and in turn Danny Phantom, none of that would have ever happened.

Speaking of which, Phantom in general seemed different when she last encountered him, or that's what she had noticed at least. Despite the situation she had put him in, he had practically given himself to her after Dani was free. She didn't even know he, or ghosts in general, could care for someone so much that he would risk his life for them. Maybe he wasn't a bad ghost. Maybe something forced him to attack her dad's workplace, like some crazed nutjob holding someone he cared for hostage. That last thought sent a twinge of guilt through her mind. Was it right for her to take all of her frustration out on him? If anything, the least she could do was take it easy on him the next time they met.

The sound of what she assumed a fight brought Valerie's attention back to reality. The huntress quickly landed on the roof of a nearby building and looked over the edge, already knowing what she would see. With that in mind, it was no surprise when she saw the town hero fighting Skulker. Thankfully, it didn't seem like they had noticed her and she could see the entire fight from her vantage point atop a nearby building, the night vision of her suit's facial area helping with such a thing. From what she could tell, it looked like the fight had been going on for the last few minutes.

"Seriously, Skulker. Don't you have anything better to do, like maybe spending time with your girlfriend?" Danny asked, his voice holding a slight echo.

"Eh, Ember's having a girl's night or something like that, which means I'm free to do as I please." The robotic ghost said, before a blade grew out of his arm. He then closed the distance and slashed at Phantom, cutting into his black and grey hazmat suit and drawing blood

Danny winced in pain and fired a point blank ball of ecto-energy into Skuler, sending him back a few feet. "Oh, that's nice. Maybe you should find some friends of your own." No matter how much pain he was in, it always seemed like the ghost had some quip for whoever he was fighting. "Or maybe a hobby that doesn't involve hunting me. I hear wood carving is relaxing."

"Really, I don't need distractions." A blast of energy then raced towards Danny, but the halfa simply countered it with a ghost shield. "The advice is appreciated, though."

"Wow, you must be really lonely, then. I mean, you have Ember but not much else." Danny then dodged three missles, but was hit in the face by a fist. He could feel a bit of pain, but he could always have Sam look at it for him later. Of course, he was also sent into a wall from the force of the impact.

"Don't worry, I'll have your pelt soon enough."

"That's still gross, and this is over. I have a book to read by tomorrow, but I'm sure you wouldn't understand. Not like ghosts have to go to school or anything." The teen then fired a beam of ice infused with ectoplasmic energy at Skulker, freezing him solid. The machinery was rather vulnerable to the cold, and it wasn't long before it stopped working. The hero then made an arm intangible before he reached through the ice, grabbing the ghost that was truly Skulker, a tiny ball of ectoplasm with arms and legs.

"You'll pay for this ghost child. I'll have your pelt yet." He yelled, before he was sucked into a Fenton Thermos. The threat might have been more intimidating if he didn't have such a high pitched voice.

To be honest, Phantom's last remark had caught Valerie off guard. She knew Phantom was at her school whenever a ghost attacked, but did he actually attend a school. Was it Casper High? So many questions were plauging her mind and she had no idea what to do with them. When she looked back over the edge, she could see two familiar figures walking towards Phantom. The only question was why. One was a african-american teenager wearing green cargo pants with a yellow long sleeved shirt, along with glasses and a red beret, Tucker. The other was a girl wearing a black tank top that exposed her midriff, a black skirt with a green crosshatch design, purple leggins, and combat boots, Sam. She also had black hair tied into a pony tail. Both were students at her school and were both at the very bottom of the social ladder, but neither was an answer to her question.

"Hey dude, you ok? Sam and I tried to get here as fast as we could." Tucker said, worried that something might have gone wrong. That alone had told Valerie that this wasn't the first time the two had done something like this.

"Ah, I'm fine. Just a small cut and a punch to the face. Nothing too serious." Phantom then gave a light smile as he merely brushed aside any of his friend's concerns. Granted, there were a few other wounds that he didn't go into detail on, but anything minor would be healed by the morning.

"Still doesn't change the fact that you need to cover the wound. The last thing you need is for your parents to see that." Sam said, looking at the cut. Thankfully, it was already starting to heal thanks to Danny's half-ghost physiology, but she always had a first aid kit on hand for anything potentially threatening.

Wait, since when did ghosts have parents? According to the Fentons, ghosts were already supposed to be dead. Something was definitely going on, and now Valerie had to find out.

"I'll keep watch. We may not be in a hospital, but seeing that kind of stuff still freaks me out." Tucker then walked a fair distance away, wanting to make sure his friends were hidden. It certainly wasn't to give them privacy for a potentially intimate moment, honest.

"You should probably change out of that. It'll make it easier for both of us." Sam said, gesturing to Danny's entire body. Trying to get the hazmat suit off of him was next to impossible considering the fact that it would always reappear seconds later.

Danny nodded and what happened next would've made Valerie's jaw drop to the ground if possible. A ring of bright light, unlike the black rings she had seen Vlad use earlier, appeared around Danny's midriff. They then diverged and traveled to opposite ends of the ghost's body. What was once a hazmat suit turned into a white shirt with a red oval design, a pair of baggy blue pants, and sneakers. His skin seemed to grow pale and snow white hair turned jet black. What now stood in front of Sam was a teen known as Danny Fenton, one of the least popular students at Casper High and one of the few students that had accepted Valerie after her dad lost his job.

"Oh my god! Phantom is Fenton! Fenton is Phantom!" Valerie mentally screamed. She didn't even care if Sam was treating Danny's wounds or not. How could she not have seen it before. How could anyone have not seen it before. Aside from a change in hair and eye color, the two were practically the same. Realizing what she had just seen, Valerie got on her hoverbaord and took off. She just needed to get away from it all. She just needed to get home. She could deal with everything tomorrow, and even if a few mysteries were solved, she just had more questions than answers.

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