Flying above the city wearing a black and white jumpsuit and having a white glow around him, he couldn't be happier. It was fair to say Danny Fenton's, or rather Danny Phantom's, life was anything but normal. But no one handled being turned into a half human, half ghost freak of nature then him.

Of course, this wouldn't be a story if nothing out of the ordinary happened. So, it was only when he spotted something in the sky he stopped flying. Up in the sky, a peculiar cloud seemed to turn to him. He wouldn't have bothered it a second glance normally but there was something incredibly odd yet familiar to him.

The cloud was spinning just like what he had seen just two weeks ago. And just three weeks ago, he had been running from her. It amazed him how much time had passed since he had met her. All three of them.

They had been strange, more strange than anything else in his already weird life. And, coming from him, made it very strange. But was stranger was that he thought he kept seeing them. It would be there for just a second and then be gone the next. It was probably just his imagination but he couldn't help but feel that they might be here. They had left so many questions unanswered.

And now that they might be gone forever, it seemed like he'd always be wondering. He was mad at them for not answering the bigger questions. What do they want him to do? They had been talking about some greater evil. And if they had to resort to recruiting the number one public ghost enemy, it had to be big.

But what? Alex had been hiding something from him. And from what he could tell, maybe from Hunter and Octavia too. It had to do with him somehow. In his heart, he knew. Hunter didn't seem like the kind of person who would understand why secrets had to be kept.

That made him feel guilty. A horrible feeling in his heart and mind. Hunter trusted him because he helped her get her friends back. And he had never told her that he was Danny Fenton. When she had been angry, there was seemed to be a wave of fear that traveled to everybody. If she found out he was another person, especially one that had gotten away from her, she'd be furious.

But there was the matter of Alex. There was something about her that made him feel strange. She seemed like an average twelve year old girl except when she had turned Vlad to stone. Both girls had shown admirable strength and trust, so why Alex hide something from her?

And that just left Octavia. A shy, timid girl who had just as much strength as her friends. Her singing could cause mass destruction when needed. Yet she acted like she was as weak and helpless. And she often was the first to notice things. She could see things that her friends missed.

Yet something made him confused. Alex had mentioned having a usual full team of six. That meant there were three other girls that he had to meet. Three girls that could be stronger, smarter, or even more dangerous than all of the others combined.

It would also be fair to say that these kinds of things could get under your skin. So when it comes to juggling school and the occasional saving innocent people from certain doom, certain problems like these are often forgotten. But he remembered what Hunter had said to him before leaving.

"Goodbye," The tall girl said,"for now." For such young girls, they had a sense of responsibility to them. Whatever they protected, they seemed to take it very seriously. But when would they come back? It wasn't like he missed them in particular. It was what they hadn't told him that bothered him.

It wasn't like they could blend in with a crowd. When he had first seen Alex and Hunter, they had stuck out like a sore thumb. It would have been hard to not notice the tall pale girl with abnormally long hair and her dark-clothed partner-in-crime. The thought of the two girls actually agreeing actually made him smile a little bit.

Anxious to get these confusing and conflicting thoughts out of his head, he flew up higher. Flying some how made him feel better sometimes. The freedom was almost overwhelming. The wind, the speed, and the separation from the ground. And never to be bother-

His thoughts were quickly disrupted by a sudden feeling on his foot. He looked down to see a rope tied on to his foot. The rope lead down towards behind a building. He couldn't see who was holding it but there was a sudden jolt as the rope jerked and he was sent skidding to roof of a building.

He felt himself being pulled towards to where the rope holder was. The shadow of the building hid them from seeing their features however. The rope holder turned towards another figure that was standing next to them. They said a few words quietly before the rope holder looked back at him.

"Sorry 'bout this partner," They said. Their voice was feminine with a Southern accent. He tried to say something but something hit his head and he felt dizzy for a second. And then everything went black.

He woke up what seemed like several hours later but in actuality was just a few minutes from getting hit. He was in the familiar setting of Fenton Work's OP Center. There were scattered whispers around the room that died room as they say he was awake. There was the click of footsteps as one of them walked forward right in front of him, bending from the waist so that their face was just inches from his.

"Remember me?" said the golden-eyed girl.

Dun dun dun! They're back! Anyways, I've been able to write this first chapter rather quickly so I'll be trying to gradually make these chapters longer for any readers. :D Thanks for being patient with me.