ATTENTION-ESK -- I'm letting everyone know now -> im revising (remix as i call it) my entire story. The previous chapters are edited a bit, but mostly kept the same. Hopefully, it will be better than it was before. And I'm hoping for my new chapters to be longer than these ones turned out. Thank you to all the people that have read, favourited, and alerted this story - I hope me doing this will make up for the HUGE gaps that have come and are to come between me loading chapters. I will try to keep this story as consistent as possible, not letting it get stretched out and diluted like it was before.

Disclaimer: I dont own Danny Phantom, the idea or any of the characters. The only character I own is Randilyn Penn'Deragon.

I reccomend listening to music while you read this fanfic, or any others for that chance. It seems to enhanse the experience for me XD. This chapter's favourite: Numb / Crawling by Linkin Park. that band RoCkS out LoUd!

Unnoticed, a pair of vibrant gold eyes glowed in the top corner of Coconut Club, a popular clothing store in Amity Park Mall. The eyes studied the customers coming and going during the lunch hour, the busiest time of the day. It was watching for the watching for the best seller clothes. When the steady flow of customers started to slow, the eyes seemed to dissapate, shifting to mist and evaporating.

Soon, a pair of jeans vanished from a rack. Then a fooler-tee and a large jean backpack. A few other choice items of clothing were stolen, like a pair of shorts and a tanktop as well as a few bracelets. Also, a grey toque/cap floated up, being picked up by an invisible hand. The hat floated to the back of the store, stopping in front of a mirror. The pair of gold eyes appeared again, shifting from mist. The hat was placed on top of an invisible head, turned around for effect. The thief, seemingly pleased, walked through the opposite wall, taking the hat and other items with it.

-----Spacergoeshere-----

"Today, a daring theft had happened in broad daylight at the Amity Park Mall. Many expensive items had seemingly vanished from the popular clothing store, Coconut Club. Police have been completely baffled, for the security cameras showed nothing ….." the television blared on, being barely registered in the three teen's minds as they chatted in the Fenton's living room.

"Its weird, there have been barely any ghosts around lately." Sam commented, a slightly worried expression flitting across her face as she lounged across one side of the large corner couch.

"So? That's good news to me! Finally, I can kick back and relax! No stupid ghosts to ruin my day." Danny said, smirking slightly as he put his feet up on the armrest of the opposite end of the couch.

"Or, you can study." Said Jazz, as she passed by the door to the living room. Danny gave Jazz a sour look behind her back as she disappeared up the stairs.

"As if…" he mumbled under his breath, leaning back and stretching out. He turned his attention to an oblivious Tucker, who was busy organizing his beloved PDA for the fourth time today at a recliner opposite him.

"Are you ever gonna stop playing with that thing, or are you programming it to be your future wife?" Danny asked. Tucker looked up with an annoyed expression on his face.

"You are one to talk, sneaking looks at Sam whenever you think she isn't looking." He said with a note of triumph in his voice. Danny instantly reddened, stealing a panicked glance up from his position on the couch at the similar embarrassed Sam. She, however, stood up, stomped over to Tucker and delivered a balled up fist straight on the top of his cherry-red beret.

Before he could retort though, an ecstatic Jack Fenton bounded literally into the room swamping another one of his new inventions in his overlarge hands.

"Look kids! Behold!" he cried triumphantly, thrusting a tiny green and silver flashlight into the air. "The Fenton Ghost Revealer!"

Sam, Tucker and Danny all looked at each other with the same skeptical expression.

"And what exactly does it do?" Danny asked.

Jack got an impatient look on his face. "Isn't it obvious? It reveals ghosts when they turn invisible, allowing the naked eye to see them, and temporarily preventing them from turning invisible again!" He brandished it around like a broadsword. "Also, theoretically, it causes continuous pain to the said ghost until the effects wear off. This will make it a lot easier to track down that Phantom kid and tear him apart mole…"

"Woah, Dad! Maybe you shouldn't monologue so much, a ghost may be… listening." Danny hastily cut in. "Why don't you hunt around the house, just in case for invisible ghosts?" he suggested, hoping to distract his father from accedentally trying his new gadget on his own son.

Jack got a boyish happy expression on his face, said "Good idea!" and bounded out again, bolting around the house, scoping out those 'ghosts'. Danny looked at his friends.

"Do you think that actually works?" he asked.

Tucker replied "If its like the Fenton Thermos and the Fenton Ghost Catcher, classify it under 'must avoid'."

"I'll keep it in mind." Danny promised.

CHAPTER ONE - END

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