The Living Strikes Back

by Kittalia Phantom

2 years after the ghost declared war on the living, and won. Now, Sam's lifes been turned upsidown when all her friends have been kidnapped by other ghosts, apart from her. Now her only alliances to get them back are a adorable little ghost girl and her older brother that is bringing up emotions and memories of her boyfriend. The boy that should be gone.

1. Chapter 1

Couple of changes

1) Danny never got ghost powers

2) He made a deal with the ghosts

3) he and Sam had been going out for a few months before his death

4) Dani was a siblig, not a clone, but still got powers

And the war started when the main charecters were 12, so all the ages match up with the show.

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About 2 years ago, they started. The ghosts. They realised they were to thank for saving the world from the distasteroid, and felt that they had been cheated out of what was theirs.

Typical Posessive Ghosts

The Fentons couldn't take the attacks, and when they died, hope died as well. Well that and heartbreak because Danny and Dani had just died from the portal. Gone to the other side- the dead side. But enough is enough- I miss my boyfriend. And his adorable little sister.

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I was manning the portal along with the captain of the resistance, the only living Fenton- Jazz, when an ectoplasmic entity was detected on the scanner, and we grabbed our ecto wepons, ready for another full on invasion, so you can imagine our shock when 2 silver-and-white haired child ghosts slid out of the portal, whereing black and white HAZMAT suits, similar to the tattered ones we all wore when the ghosts found the Nuclar power plants, but in inverted colours. I was ready to destroy the enemy, but reconition flickered in Jazz's turquoise eyes. I admit, they looked familiar, but I couldn't place them. Jazz ordered me to move the ghosts into the containment chamber, before dismissing me. As I left, I saw her attend to their ingeries, large open wounds decorated most of their visiable skin, spewing glowing green ectoplasm. She was going against her own orders, telling us to "rip them apart molecule by molecule." she was becoming more like her parents every day.